Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 15 Contract Law
On the second day, Qing Cheng woke up Fang Jianming, this kid slept soundly last night, how could he know what happened in the inn.Qing Cheng paid the room fee and last night's meal expenses, and had breakfast at the inn.At that moment, a group of nine of them started on the road again.

They traveled for two days, crossed the border of Henan, and entered the territory of Hubei.The folk customs here are different, and the accent is also very different. Fang Jianming heard the accent of the local people and learned it for a long time, but he didn't learn it. After Qingcheng said a few words to him, Fang Jianming smiled and didn't care.

The white-browed old man and him and the handsome young man behind him just smiled when they saw each other, but the five Shaolin monks kept their faces straight.On this day, I came to a ferry of the Yangtze River.I saw the water of the Yangtze River rolling in from afar, washing away so much dust.How many literati and poets of the past dynasties sang praises for him. Ruan Ji in the Wei and Jin Dynasties had a poem:
Zhan Zhan Yangtze River, there are maple forests.

Gaolan was taken by the road, and Qingli passed away.

Looking from a distance makes people sad, and the spring air touches my heart.

There are many outstanding scholars in Sanchu, and Chaoyun enters the debauchery.

Zhu Huazhen is fragrant, and Gao Caixiang pursues it.

One mourns for the oriole, who can stop crying.

There is also a poem "Yellow Crane Tower Sends Meng Haoran to Guangling" by Li Qinglian of the Tang Dynasty:
The deceased left the Yellow Crane Tower to the west,
Fireworks go down to Yangzhou in March.

The lone sail is far away from the blue sky,
Only see the Yangtze River Skyline.

This poem became a swan song.

When Fang Jianming saw such a big "river", he couldn't help feeling very poetic. He recited a few ancient poems he learned in Shaolin Temple to express his love for the Yangtze River when he saw it for the first time.Hearing this, the old man with white eyebrows sighed slightly, and said: "For so many years, there have been so many martial arts heroes who have surpassed the world, and sooner or later they will not be able to escape death. Look at the water of the Yangtze River, it just flows downhill, and it never cares about gains or losses. There is no competition for fame and fortune in the world."

Fang Jianming heard this, and said: "Grandpa, I heard from my grandfather, the head master, that human beings are the spirits of all things, with seven emotions and six desires. Without these, how can we become the masters of the world? Don't look at this river and keep going forward." Flow, in fact, it also knows joy, sorrow, and sorrow, otherwise its voice would be so beautiful."

When the white-browed old man heard this, he began to look at this "the most intelligent person in Shaolin Temple" seriously.He once heard someone tell him how smart and sensible this child is. At that time, he just thought it was just a child who was smart. Even after spending these days with him, he had never talked to him properly.Now listening to him say such words that contain Zen principles, Fang Jianming immediately looked at him with admiration.

Qing Cheng was listening, secretly happy in his heart.Fang Jianming is his disciple, of course he should be proud of it.The white-browed old man looked at Fang Jianming carefully, and suddenly said in a low voice: "Your words are very good, but it's a pity that you have a destiny with the Lord Buddha, but you don't. You can't be a real monk in this life, a good seedling."

When Qing Cheng heard this, he was very disbelieving, and thought: How do you know that my disciple can't become a monk?I am a monk, is it possible that I will leave Shaolin Temple tomorrow?
It suddenly occurred to me that one day Ming'er would grow up and go out to wander the rivers and lakes. Once she left her, she would really feel a little uncomfortable, and she couldn't help feeling sad.As the saying goes: People have seven emotions and six desires.Even monks are not exempt from vulgarity.Qing Cheng is not a pious monk, and it is common for him to have heartbreak.

A few of them were talking among themselves, when they saw a large ship approaching slowly, and after anchoring at the ferry, a moment later, a pair of men and horses came down from the ship.The first one was holding a very mighty steed in his hand, but his man was very slender, he looked like a fishing rod, and he was only about forty years old.Behind him were eight big men in heavy clothes with swords on their backs.

Seeing them getting off the boat, the man glanced at them, his face wrinkled, he didn't speak, he passed Fang Jianming and them.Suddenly, someone shouted: "My surname is Jiang, I ask you, where is that Hu Bugui from your Demon Sect? I want to settle accounts with her." Following the words, a figure moved towards the slender man with a gust of wind rushed to.

Fang Jianming and his party looked back, and saw that the speaker was an old woman with half-haired hair. She rushed to the slender man, stretched out her hand, touched the hem of his clothes with her fingers, for some reason, her fingers slipped, as if they had touched ice. Same, caught nothing.

The white-browed old man looked at it and said with a smile: "This man is really good at it."

Qingcheng's heart skipped a beat, thinking of someone coming.

Seeing that the old woman hadn't caught him, she flew out with another palm. The slender man smiled slightly and turned around. Although the old woman's palm touched his left arm, it was as if it had touched the skin of a snake. Watching the other person's left arm slide down... Before the move got old, the old woman jumped up, kicked the opponent's left side.This trick made it a bit ruthless.

The slender man was not offended, but still smiling, he took the old woman's foot forcefully.Seeing this, the white-browed old man smiled and said: "This is a good show." As soon as the words fell, the old woman was already somersaulting and turned several feet away.Seeing Fang Jianming, he clapped his hands and smiled, "Looks good, looks good." It turned out that the old woman's toes touched the opponent's crotch, and she was about to exert force. It is not strange to know the opponent's martial arts. Where she exerted force, it seemed like she was stuck in a trap. It fell into the mud, and then the "swamp" turned into a very elastic thing, bouncing the old woman high and falling far away.

The slender man chuckled and said, "Aunt Sun, I really don't know where Brother Hu is going. You'd better look elsewhere."

The old woman was furious, and shouted: "Jiang, I know that people from your Demon Sect bully us, young and old, and we are powerless. Okay, Ku'er, bring me my iron pipa. I want to see how he escapes my iron guy." of."

As he spoke, he waved to the left, and saw a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl with a clean face and a dark complexion.She is holding an iron lute in her hand.The little girl blushed, and said: "Grandma, you...forget it, let's go." Seeing that she refused to hand over the iron pipa, the old woman said angrily: "You girl, you really don't know what is good, I To avenge your father, don't you want to?"

The slender man heard this, put away his smile, and said seriously: "Aunt Sun, you can't talk nonsense, brother Hu competed with your son, it was under your son's coercion. After your son failed the competition, he died in a brothel for some reason Here, you can’t blame Brother Hu for this matter, our Demon Cult will not harm a person who has an old man and a young man, I can assure you as Jiang Feng, the envoy of the Demon Cult’s Snake Altar.”

The old woman just sneered when she heard this, and suddenly flew over, snatched the iron pipa from her granddaughter, and turned around to wave it at Jiang Feng.Jiang Feng was really good-natured, he was still not angry when he saw this, he dodged, turned over, landed on the saddle, whistled, and said with a smile: "Crazy, crazy, this grandson Auntie is crazy." With his legs clamped between the horse's belly and the reins shaken, the horse leapt up and landed five feet away. The sound of its hooves was already more than ten feet away, and Aunt Sun couldn't catch up with him. .Seeing that the leader had left, those big men got on their horses one after another, with a loud whip in their hands, and their hooves sounded like thunder. They followed Jiang Feng, the emissary of the snake altar of the Demon Cult, and they had already gone far away.

The old woman was so angry that she cursed behind her in a dialect that others could not understand, and the little girl's face flushed even more when she heard it.The old woman had enough scolding, turned to look at the little girl, sighed in a low voice, and left the ferry, the little girl hurriedly followed, pulling her grandmother's clothes, and the two of them embarked on an unknown journey in this "farce". .

After seeing them go away, Fang Jianming said: "Master, they are so pitiful. If I were his son, I wouldn't go to the martial arts competition with that Hu."

Qing Cheng said: "Yes, the two of them are indeed pitiful. But there are many more pitiful people in this world. They don't have enough to eat, don't wear warm clothes, and are often harassed by officials. In the future, when you grow up, you need a lot of relief. They are not in vain to teach you a lesson."

"Okay, master, I won't eat or drink too much from now on, can you do it, and make a promise with me for three chapters?"

Qing Cheng was startled, and said, "What are the three chapters of the contract?"

Fang Jianming said: "Master, as long as we see poor people, no matter how many, we will help them; when we see injustice, we can stand up and fight righteously; when we meet evil people, it is not a pity to die ten thousand times." The people who are still alive will bow their heads. I don’t know if Master can do it.”

When Fang Jianming said these words, they were shocked. No one would have thought that he was only eight years old, but he could say such words. After living for decades, Qingcheng felt that he was not as good as an eight-year-old child for the first time. Cheng laughed, and said: "Good apprentice, based on your words, even if you die as a teacher, you will die without any regrets." Fang Jianming's small hand and Master Qingcheng's big hand struck, and the crisp sound echoed in the air. outgoing.

A group of nine people crossed the ferry.

Traveling during the day and staying at night, within half a month, he was getting closer and closer to Canglong Valley.On this day, they traveled to the northern Guizhou area and stayed overnight in a wild shop. Qing Cheng asked the shop owner for the specific location of Canglong Valley.When the shopkeeper heard that they were going to Canglong Valley, his face turned pale with fright, and he said in shock: "Guest officer, forgive me, you must not go to this Canglong Valley. A few days ago, there were a few people from the rivers and lakes who went in together. , and never came out. I heard people say that the night they went in, someone heard the sound of a beast roaring, alas, I think it was probably eaten by a beast."

Qing Cheng smiled and said: "We are different from them. Their martial arts are only average. We went in to get rid of these harmful beasts. Tell me, don't worry about us."

The shopkeeper took a good look at Cheng, saw that he was fat, and couldn't see how he could beat those tall and ferocious beasts at all, and said suspiciously: "Guest officer, don't think that those beasts are like kittens and small dogs." It's as big as a dog. I heard people say that in the Canglong Valley, there is a huge beast that comes out to look for food at night. When tigers and leopards see it, they will be afraid of it. The beast is so big and tall, you can kill it got it?"

(End of this chapter)