Chapter 970 The Little Monk of Dalin Temple

Chapter 970 The Monk of Dalin Temple

Meng Da Leng wondered: "What is this Dalin Temple, what is it from Petalin Temple? How come the more I listen to it, the more confused I become?"

Zhang Hua smiled and said mysteriously: "You just follow me"

As he said that, Zhang Hua held Meng's hand, and the two of them led the horses, walked past the gate of Dalin Temple, followed the mountain road up the mountain, and headed for the back mountain.

There is a dense forest behind the mountain, and there are chirping birds from time to time. The two of them walked in it, and a sense of serenity filled their hearts. Meng glanced sideways at Zhang Hua. Looking at her, Meng pursed her lips and smiled, and put her head sideways on Zhang Hua's not-so-broad shoulders, Zhang Hua stretched out her arms to wrap Meng's waist, and the two of them cuddled and strolled along the mountain road.

The warm time is always short, just when Zhang Hua and Meng hoped that this road would go on forever, they came to a mountain spring, "Are you thirsty?" Zhang Hua asked softly in Meng's ear.

"Don't be thirsty, don't talk, I just want to hear your heartbeat"

Zhang Hua smiled, but before he finished laughing, his eyebrows were raised, and he raised his eyes to look at the mountain road in the distance. Meng Shushu closed his eyes slightly, but when Zhang Hua raised his eyes, her eyes His eyes were also opened, and at the end of the mountain road in the distance, a group of bald-headed monks ran over in a short while, and they looked like they were only in their teens.

This team of monks is strange, what they are performing is the lightness kung fu that is common in Jianghu, but when performing it, their arms are open, and each of their hands is carrying a huge bucket that is about the same height as their heads. The bottom is also different from usual, it is all pointed.

Those monks came towards Zhang Hua and the others, but they didn't look sideways, they didn't even look at them, they went straight to the mountain spring, everyone threw the buckets in their hands into the mountain spring, filled two buckets full of water, Then it was the same as when he came here just now, with his arms stretched out, holding the two buckets in his hands.

"This..." Zhang Huahe was startled in the dream, the bucket was quite big, and if he filled it with water, it might weigh hundreds of catties? These monks were only in their teens, and they held the bucket at shoulder level. How could they do it without the strength of their hands?

Zhang Hua and Meng looked at each other in surprise. These monks looked like the lowest-generation disciples of Dalin Temple. Carrying water must be their daily homework. As the saying goes: "Pipe the leopard in the pipe", just look at the monks You can know just how rich the famous Dalin Temple is

"Master, may I ask if Dalin Temple is in front?" Meng hurriedly asked the last monk.

Unexpectedly, the monk only squinted at him,

Ignoring it, she turned straight with the bucket in both hands, "This monk is really ignorant," Meng said softly.

The monk seemed to hear it, and his ears moved slightly, but at this moment, maybe it was because of distraction, or maybe the side of the mountain spring was already slippery, the monk's feet slipped, and his whole body fell into the mountain spring.

However, even so, the monk's two hands still held the two buckets tightly, which was exactly the case. The two buckets weighed hundreds of catties, and the monk couldn't adjust his balance for a while, so he just fell into the mountain spring. But at this moment, it was too late to let go.

"Ouch~" Seeing that the monk was about to fall into the water, she cried out unconsciously, her body moved slightly, and she wanted to rescue her, but before her scream fell to the ground, she saw Zhang Hua's familiar figure, like a ray of water. The light smoke floated towards the monk, but the monk didn't realize it in time, grabbed his neck with one hand, and lifted him from the top of the mountain spring out of thin air, and then his figure fluttered and fell on the mountain, the monk still had The two buckets held by the monk are like feathers

Zhang Hua's move was very fast. When the monks in front of them heard Meng's exclamation, they turned around and Zhang Hua had already brought the monk to the ground. He folded his palms together to express his thanks, looked at the buckets in both hands and nodded apologetically at Zhang Hua, then looked at the monks in front of him, twitched the corner of his right eye, then stood up without saying a word. Go after the monk in front.

"This monk? Why don't you thank me?" Meng dissatisfied said: "Although it is not a life-saving grace, but no matter what, it didn't make him a ruined woman."

Zhang Hua knew that Meng was still a little wary of this Dalin Temple, so she complained and smiled unconsciously: "Didn't you see that these monks are not saying a word, even that monk is about to fall into the water, and he doesn't speak, and look again The buckets have pointed bottoms, and it seems that they are not allowed to stop. Hehe, didn’t you see the monk winking just now, didn’t you mean to let us follow?”

"Oh, that's it." Meng pursed her lips and smiled, and then smashed her mouth again, and said, "Hua, hehe, your lightness kung fu is really not good, it's far behind Senior Sister Chen Chen, you can do it in the future Those who work hard to cultivate internal strength. Alas, the world is so dangerous, and I still rely on you to protect me."

"Ah?" Zhang Hua was taken aback, and explained in a very wronged way: "Meng, then I can't compare with anyone, why should I compare with Senior Sister Chen? She is a direct disciple of the inner sect, and now it is a direct disciple. It is said that, If there are no accidents, the position of Mrs. Jing Gang will be in the future, I... how can I compare with her?"

"Hey, then... Then compare with Senior Sister Kong? Compare with Swift?"

Zhang Hua was speechless, so he could only pat his arms, and said: "I see, those are the role models I want to chase after. The leader has already given me the inner strength and mental skills. After I practice hard, I will ask you to teach me." The Peerless Lightness Kung Fu of Xiangjiao"

"Hush~" Meng stretched out a finger, put it next to Zhang Hua's mouth, blocked what he wanted to say, and said with a smile: "But please don't ask me for advice, my lightness skill is not as good as yours, if you follow I have learned, but I still don’t know how to be harmed by me.” Then he looked at the monk who was gradually going away, rolled his eyes, and said: “Why don’t you learn from this group of monks? They are doing this to practice their arm strength , on the one hand, it seems to be practicing lightness kung fu."

Zhang Hua pinched his chin and said, "That's very reasonable. Chuanxiangjiao's lightness kung fu is tricky, and it looks like it's practiced by women. It's better to learn from Dalin Temple. It always has some masculinity."

"Bah" Meng spat: "If that's the case, why not be hunted down by Senior Sister Chen for thousands of miles?"

Then, looking ahead, he said with a smile, "Let's go, stop talking, if you don't go, those monks will go far away."

Zhang Hua looked at Meng, smiled sweetly, and the two of them walked quickly to chase after the group of monks.

Although the monk was young, he walked very fast. It seemed that he often practiced here. When Zhang Hua walked through a mountain depression, three forked roads appeared. The three roads were exactly the same, and there was no difference between them. I haven't seen you for a long time, "Hua, look..." Meng frowned first, and then said with a smile in the middle of the road: "You don't help others for nothing, you will be rewarded in just a moment."

When Zhang Hua looked carefully, sure enough, there were some water stains left on the side of the road.

"Hehe, this monk is really interesting." He opened his nose and said, "I didn't even ask why we came to Dalin Temple, just pointed out the way."

"Hey, what are you doing? What do you like to do? Do you think Dalin Temple will be afraid of your failure? Don't feel too good," Meng sneered.

"That's true." Zhang Hua nodded: "Master Master asked me to be a Dharma protector disciple, but he didn't even ask me about my original sect, isn't that true?"

"Okay, let's go." Meng pulled Zhang Hua's hand, and the two walked the middle way.

Although there is a horse to ride, Meng still likes to hold his lover's hand like this, step by step, as if only in this way can he feel at ease

It took another bag of cigarettes, the mountain path gradually leveled off, gradually widened, and a whole piece of bluestone pavement was built. On the mountain wall not far to the left, a smooth platform was carved out. A triangular pavilion, at this time there is a tall monk with a shiny head, holding a crescent shovel, standing on it.

When the monk heard the sound of horseshoes and saw Zhang Hua and the two of them again, he frowned slightly and did not come down. He shouted loudly: "The two benefactors who are traveling in the mountains and rivers are in front of the forbidden area of ​​Buddhism, so they cannot go forward. , please go to another place to play”

After hearing this, Zhang Hua also shouted: "Master, I would like to ask, is this the location of the famous Dalin Temple in Jianghu?"

"Huh?" When the monk heard this, he immediately became alert. He jumped down from the platform, landed on the stone wall, and came in front of Zhang Hua with his feet.

"Two benefactors, why are you inquiring about Dalin Temple? Did you come here because of the fame? Or do you want to be famous?"

Zhang Hua was taken aback, and wondered, "If you want to be famous, why do you come to Dalin Temple?"

"Hey, benefactor, Ming people don't speak dark words. No one in the rivers and lakes knows. My Dalin Temple is the most compassionate. Anyone who comes to Dalin Temple to challenge will be greeted with a good face and will not hurt. If you If you are lucky, you can defeat one. When you return to the rivers and lakes, you can say that you defeated the monk of Dalin Temple. Doesn’t that reputation spread? If you are defeated, it doesn’t matter. Once you have a fast meal, wipe your mouth and go back. Come back in two days”

Suddenly, Zhang Hua said with a smile: "This great monk has misunderstood, I am not the person you said..."

"I didn't say that, so why are you here? It's not for ordinary people to come here," the monk said without waiting for Zhang Hua to finish.

Zhang Hua smiled wryly, pointed at Meng, and said, "Then... Great Monk, look at my senior sister's dress, don't you know our reason?"

"What's so strange about such an attire?" The great monk waved his hands when he heard it: "The poor monk has been patrolling here for several years, and women come here every day dressed as disciples of Chuanxiang Sect, but which one is real? Don't play tricks like fish eyes and hún pearls."

"Ah???" Not to mention Zhang Hua, even the dream is shocking, they never thought that someone would pretend to be a disciple of Chuanxiang Sect

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