Chapter 38 Nan Shaolin (2)

In a quiet Zen temple in Luohan Hall in Nan Shaolin, when Luo Yuchen had just finished drinking a cup of tea, Master Huiming and a kind-hearted old monk reappeared. As soon as he entered the door, the old monk who was born humbly clasped the eleven rites: "The bad disciple is young and energetic. After being bewitched by the outside world, he will inevitably be impulsive. If he offended him, I apologize to the donor on his behalf..."

"Master's words are heavy, it's just a little misunderstanding, it's better to go there!" No matter what I think in my heart, Luo Yuchen only has this kind of answer now. The old monk could naturally see that Luo Yuchen was insincere, but there was nothing else to say. He had to sigh in secret and made up his mind to restrain the irritable and impulsive apprentice after going back. At least he must not let him meet Luo Yuchen again in a short time... "Donor Luo, this is the current abbot of our temple, Senior Brother Hui'an!" As soon as Master Huiming introduced, Luo Yuchen's heart sternly shook and quickly accused him of guilt. After a long period of greetings, the three of them sat down again and began to get to the topic.

"Is Mr. Lin Ruhai okay? The last time I met was ten years ago. I wonder how advanced Mr. Lin's martial arts have been?" Luo Yuchen was slightly stunned and replied simply: "Senior Lin is quite strong. As for martial arts attainments, it is not something that a kid can guess..."

Huh? Is the little donor in front of me not Lin Ruhai’s disciple? Master Hui'an was slightly stunned. Master Huiming also had the same question and asked directly: “I wonder what the little donor has to do with Mr. Lin?”

"The boy left home at the beginning. He lived in the Zhenwu Martial Arts Hall in Fuzhou some time ago. He happened to meet Senior Lin. He gave him some guidance on many things in swordsmanship." After Luo Yuchen said this simply, the two old monks couldn't help but feel a little moved: "So that's it..."

Although Luo Yuchen respected Lin Ruhai in his words, he also faintly revealed an equality. Abbot Hui'an was still a little confused, but Master Huiming, who had seen Luo Yuchen's swordsmanship, understood it a little: No wonder he saw that although the little donor's swordsmanship had entered the hall just now, the killing aura was too much. At that time, he felt that it was not very consistent with the peace and Chongxu of the Wudang Sect!

He secretly described Luo Yuchen's sword skills with the technique of transmitting the voice into the secret. After hearing this, Abbot Hui'an suddenly flashed a strange color in his eyes, "So, most of the contributions to the two major events that have happened in Fuzhou City recently will be counted on Donor Luo?"

"Not bad!" Luo Yuchen nodded without hesitation and agreed: "Ma Dekui and his group of spoiled bandits were indeed the boy who solved them after Mr. Lin ordered him. But the Zhe Qianhu was completely self-decided and had nothing to do with Mr. Lin!"

"Don't misunderstand, the abbot didn't mean to blame you." Feeling that Luo Yuchen seemed to have some point in his words, Master Huiming quickly eased it. Then, Abbot Hui'an also reacted and nodded and added: "Yes, I have heard of that Zhe Qianhu for a long time."

"Many disciples who have returned from going down the mountain to experience say that he may have had some connection with many bandits and thieves in the underworld. Not only did he make money on the surface, but he also had some blood debts on his body in secret. However, due to the laws of the court, it was difficult to remove them. This time Luo Shi took the initiative, which was like eliminating the harm of the people."

"Although the donor is wanted by the government, I can assert that this is just an evil deed of some scum in the government deceiving their superiors and concealing their subordinates. As long as you wait for a while, the truth will come out. One day, the little donor doesn't have to worry too much..."

This sentence can be said to be a deep conversation. No matter what the old monk's original intention is, the kindness in it is clearly expressed. Luo Yuchen slowed down his expression, "Thank you for your explanation, but the boy did not take the wanted order too much..."

"The donor should not be careless. You should know that since ancient times, there have been many masters in the sect and the government are hiding. After all, the little donor assassinated a real-time officer of Qianhu. The trouble is quite big. No one can guarantee whether it will lead to the enshrinement of the masters recruited by the court. Moreover, even if there are no masters sent from above, the guards of Chihu are said to have good strength. Several of them were even recruited by people from the martial arts world. But the donor Luo is still careful..."

The old monk was so exaggerated and didn't know what to do? He was confused and Luo Yuchen chose to respond to changes in the same way as he leaned forward slightly, and he looked like he was listening intently. So he heard Master Huiming continue: "Well, I don't know where donor Luo can avoid the limelight for the time being? The abbot's senior brother also said just now that as long as you can tolerate it for a while, the rain should be clear soon..."

"This? The boy just came out of the cottage and knew nothing about the vast world outside. There was no suitable place to hide for several months." After a little moved in his heart, Luo Yuchen told the truth. After hearing this, Abbot Hui'an's face flashed with joy, and then he looked indecisive. However, Master Huiming was happy and said the Buddha's name without thinking: "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful! If the donor does not dislike it, the evil temple is still quiet, so it is better..."

"Ah, so that's it!" Luo Yuchen's heart flashed and he suddenly understood: "It turns out that these two old monks thought I came here to take refuge!"

In fact, after committing the law of the king, they would go to temples or Taoist temples to "become a monk" to take refuge. This behavior was quite popular in ancient times. Martial arts people were naturally no exception. After offending the government or offending some major sects that cannot be provoked, many people in the martial arts world would also go to "outside" sects such as Shaolin and Wudang to seek protection!

Of course, Shaolin Wudang naturally refused to protect you for free, and naturally he had to pay a certain price. For example, your martial arts naturally need to be contributed to the master. Even the reputation of "the world's martial arts comes from Shaolin" was piled up to a certain extent by the contributions of countless martial arts people who entered the temple to take refuge... "Uh, this..." Luo Yuchen, who was extremely troubled, was still racking his brains to think about the words, and heard a bang, and the closed door was violently pushed open from outside. Then two strong and fierce bald men walked in: "This is not possible! Master, you can't let this little thief enter the temple! He is now wanted by the court, and if he recruits him, it will cause great trouble to our Shaolin Temple..."

"Rareless!" Master Huiming's smile suddenly froze on his face, and he shouted loudly: "Who gives you so many courages that you dare to trespass into my meditation room, and are also eavesdropping on my conversation with the abbot of the abbot? What are your intentions?"

Who knew that the two bald men did not buy Master Huiming's account at all. The two behind were just staring at Luo Yuchen fiercely, as if they had an irreconcilable hatred with him. The one who led the lead just advised Abbot Hui'an with "hard words": "Monks should be compassionate, but Luo Wufeng did not have any compassion and compassion at all. He killed more than 50 people in Ma Dekui and his group. Moreover, he was not satisfied and had to boldly assassinate the imperial officials, which caused countless troubles. How could such a person be admitted to Buddhism?"

"Enough!" The conditions were not agreed on here, and the bald man "entered into the temple" one by one. Seeing Luo Yuchen's eyes getting colder, Abbot Hui'an couldn't hold his face: "Zhao Qiang, Zhao Jian, you two, don't talk about others, your current performance is lawless enough! Junior brother, you should take down these two evil deeds now and escort them to the Precepts Hall to HP's junior brother according to the law!"

"It's not time for the master to do it. We brothers have feet, so we will leave by ourselves!" He sneered and stared at Luo Yuchen fiercely. The two brothers turned around at the same time and left arrogantly... "Oh, let the donor laugh..." Master Huiming followed him out. Abbot Hui'an sighed and explained to Luo Yuchen: "To be honest, these three brothers of the Zhao family are also descendants of the righteous man in the martial arts world. His father was very helpful to me in Nan Shaolin during his lifetime. Later, he even died unfortunately in order to save one of my disciples. In order to repay his kindness, I took these three brothers as registered disciples. Alas, I have been plagued by trivial matters over the years and have not had much time to teach them, so that these three brothers eventually became like this irritable and simple-minded messenger..."

"The abbot doesn't need to say too much. You're offending a little bit. I don't take it to heart!" Luo Yuchen waved his hand slightly, but a cold smile appeared on his face. When Abbot Hui'an saw it, he could only sigh and shook his head to stop talking about this topic: "The donor has been traveling for a day and a night, so he must be tired. Let's take a break first. I dare not say anything else, but a clean bed and a quiet room that is not disturbed can still be provided by my Nan Shaolin..."
Chapter completed!