The Song Dynasty has been deliberate for 16 years, only to know that it is the Water Margin

In the dead of night, around Hai hour, Zhao Tong called Lu Junyi and Yue Fei, changed into black clothes, and went straight up Songshan Mountain.

This is much faster than going up the mountain during the day. After all, there is no need to avoid others at night, and there are no two little tails, Xiao Min and Fu Jin.

On the way, Yue Fei asked: "Third senior brother, how should we test it?"

Zhao Tong said: "How else can I test him? The old monk is pretending to be dumb. Words will definitely not move him, so he will have to use his fists and kicks."

Yue Fei said calmly: "If he is really the master, wouldn't he use his fists and kicks to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors..."

Zhao Tong said: "If it's true, I'm not afraid of bullying my master and destroying my ancestors, but I'm afraid that if I can't beat him, I'll get beaten up."

Lu Junyi also said: "If it's true, I'm afraid I will really get beaten."

Yue Fei thought for a moment and said: "Two senior brothers, I am afraid of young people. My master is already over a hundred years old. If... I mean if we really take action, won't the three of us have any chance?"

Zhao Tong said: "The chance is not impossible. After all, three will fight one, but it should be very slim. I am just stating the highest possibility. We must be prepared to be beaten first."

Yue Fei was silent for a moment, and after some time, Songshan Temple was already in sight.

Through the moonlight in the sky, we can see that the large temple is lying in the mountains, like an ancient monster, standing motionless.

"You don't need to go through the main entrance, just go directly to Talin." Zhao Tong whispered.

The pagoda forest is on the west side of Songshan Temple. The three of them walked around the temple and soon saw a huge area. Even at night, it was very spectacular.

Zhao Tong said: "There is a row of monks' houses in front of the pagoda. There are monks stationed inside, and there are also monks guarding the pagoda. I don't know how many people there are. If you want to test them, you have to overthrow them first."

Lu Junyi said: "Won't it alarm the main temple?"

Zhao Tong said: "There is a distance between here and the main temple. Just strike quickly and accurately. No need to be merciful. Just knock him unconscious. The monks are all rough-skinned and thick-bodied. They will not die."

The two nodded, and after a dozen breaths, they approached the monk's house next to the pagoda forest.

It was dark at the moment in front of the monk's house, and there were no hanging lanterns or other lighting things. The houses were also dark, with no lights on.

Zhao Tong had observed during the day that although the monks' houses were connected in a row, the entrances were different. The monks there were all large rooms, but the monks watching the pagoda had a separate house.

He tiptoed to the window of the main room where the monk lived. After listening to the wall for a while, Zhao Tong made a gesture, and Lu Junyi and the two followed him to the door.

This door is simple. Although it is bolted from the inside, it can be easily opened without much effort.

Then Zhao Tong gently pushed the door, but it made a slight "squeaking" sound, probably because the door hinge was in disrepair.

At this time, there was movement in the room: "Why did the door open? No, someone came in..."

Before he could finish his words, the three of them, Zhao Tong, rushed in. In just a moment, they knocked down all the monks in the room. Then they counted about ten of them.

Then the three of them tied up the monk as quickly as possible, gagged him, and walked out of the door.

The monk guarding the pagoda who lived there seemed to have heard the noise. Oil lamps were already lit in one room. Zhao Tong frowned: "Hurry over and knock all the old monks who are not white-bearded old monks unconscious and tied up."

There were only five or six monks guarding the tower, and there was one vacant room among them. The three of them worked together. When they saw that there was no old monk with a white beard, they tied and gagged them, then went out and continued into the next room.

However, until the last room, Zhao Tong did not see the old monk he met during the day. At this moment, he couldn't help but said with a suspicious look on his face: "Is it possible to live in this last room?"

The three of them looked at each other, and just as they were about to move forward, they saw a rustling sound coming from the room, and then the lights were lit.

The light was obviously an oil lamp, not very bright, and the light was like a bean, casting shadows on the window lattice.

"Go in and take a look!" Zhao Tong said as he walked to the door. He thought for a few moments but did not open it directly. Instead, he knocked a few times.

No one in the room responded. Zhao Tong smiled and said, "That's the best thing about being a mute. You can ignore the knock on the door."

Yue Fei said nervously: "Third senior brother, if it's true...it's hard to break in, right?"

Zhao Tong glanced at him sideways: "Look at which door I broke. They were all opened by means. None of the doors were damaged."

Yue Fei suddenly felt ashamed. Does breaking in mean breaking the door and entering?Isn't it just a forced intrusion? Third senior brother can really pretend to be stupid.

Zhao Tong knocked a few more times, but there was still no response. He said: "Master didn't open the door, so I went in on my own. Please don't blame me."

With that said, he used a lily technique, and the door bolt immediately slid open, and then he pushed open the door.

I saw that this house was not as small as it looked from the outside. It was wider than the houses of several other tower keepers. It seemed that two rooms were combined into one.

However, although this room is larger, the furnishings are very simple and simple, giving it a feeling of loneliness and desolation like the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng.

Just in the distance, there was a bed and an ebony square table. A green lamp was lit on the square table. Next to it sat an old monk with white eyebrows and beard. It was the old monk Zhao Tong saw in the Tallinn during the day. .

Lu Junyi and Yue Fei both looked at the old monk at this moment. After looking at him for a few seconds, they didn't know how to ask, so they looked at Zhao Tong.

Zhao Tong took a step forward and said with a smile, "Master, do you still remember me?"

The old monk's eyes were dull, muddy and tired. He looked at Zhao Tong carefully for a moment, nodded, and then pointed out with a surprised and angry expression.

Zhao Tong smiled and said, "I'm not leaving. I'm here tonight with my senior fellow apprentices to look for my master, Master Qingzheng. I will never leave until I find him."

The old monk frowned, pointed at himself, and shook his head vigorously, indicating that he was not the person Zhao Tao was looking for.

Zhao Tong said: "Since Master said that he is not the one, can you tell me that the next few will give up and leave?"

The old monk looked helpless, pointed to his mouth, and shook his head, indicating that he could not speak.

Zhao Tong smiled and said: "It doesn't matter if the master can't explain it. You can write it with a pen. Isn't the master illiterate? It doesn't look like he can. The master doesn't look like an illiterate person!"

The old monk's eyebrows trembled and he stared at Zhao Tong. Zhao Tong looked around and started to look for paper and pen in the room.

Seeing him rummaging around, the old monk messed up some things that were originally neat. He even opened the locked cabinet in an instant. He seemed to be more agile than a thief. Then he took out some old things inside and pretended to make samples. He actually pointed at one of the items and said, "This is a fake!"

The old monk suddenly became so angry that he slapped the table hard, then shook his head and waved his hands.

Zhao Tong stopped moving, thought for a moment, and said, "Master, are you saying there is no pen and paper in the room?"

The old monk nodded hurriedly and made some gestures to tell him not to continue searching.

Zhao Tong scratched his head, walked back to the middle of the ground and suddenly said loudly: "I remembered."

The old monk was startled by his surprise. He put his hand to his heart and glared at him angrily.

Zhao Tong smiled and said: "Master, I really forgot. When I went up the mountain, I asked my junior brother to bring pen and paper."

"Junior brother, quickly take out the pen and paper and let Master write!" Zhao Tao said to Yue Fei.

"Yes, senior brother..." Yue Fei hesitantly took out paper, pen and ink cartridges from his body.

The old monk stared at Yue Fei with wide eyes as he put the things on the table, and then looked at Zhao Tong. He almost lost his temper. Since you brought these things, why are you searching around the house?
Zhao Tong opened the ink cartridge at this time, dipped the goat hair into the ink, and handed it over with a smile: "Master, please write the Dharma name. As long as the Master's Dharma title is not Qingzheng, I will turn around and leave, and will never disturb you again."

The old monk looked at Zhao Tong, who was hiding a knife behind his smile, and then looked at the pen in his hand and the paper on the table. He felt as if he was being forced to sign a deed of betrayal.

He looked angry and kept banging the table. Zhao Tong wondered: "I just asked the master to write the Dharma name. Why is the master so excited?"

The old monk's eyebrows trembled wildly. He stood up and walked out the door. If he couldn't afford to offend him, he couldn't afford to hide!

Seeing that he wanted to leave, Zhao Tong hurriedly winked at Lu Junyi and Yue Fei: "Come and help Master write!"

Hearing the words, the two people rushed forward and grabbed the old monk's arms, one from the left and the other from the right. The old monk did not dodge, so the two caught him and pushed the old monk back onto the chair.

Zhao Tong handed the pen forward and said with a smile: "Master, please write."

The old monk's dim eyes suddenly widened, and he suddenly said: "What a boy, you actually forced a mute to speak!"

"Ah? The master can speak?" Zhao Tong looked shocked: "Why do you pretend to be mute if the master can speak? What is the name of the master?"

"Dharma name?" the old monk said angrily: "Boy, I think you want to be tonsured?"

"Shaving?" The corner of Zhao Tong's mouth twitched. Before he could reply, the old monk's arms shook. Lu Junyi and Yue Fei were knocked away.

"Excuse me, what is the master's name?" Zhao Tong's eyes twitched and he asked again.

"The old monk doesn't have a dharma title, so get out of here!" the old monk said angrily.

"Master, don't blame the juniors for offending you if you don't recite the Dharma title. Brothers and sisters, please sign up side by side!" Zhao Tong shouted.

Lu Junyi and Yue Fei rushed forward again, and Zhao Tong also attacked the old monk from the front.

Then, there was an explosion in the room, and within a few breaths, Yue Fei flew out of the door with a "Ouch", and then Lu Junyi also fell out of the door.

"Huh? What kind of swordsmanship do you have, kid?" the old monk's voice came out in the room.

"Deadly sword technique!" Zhao Tong gasped.

"Get out of here, too, with your life-threatening sword skills!"

"Boom", "clang", "whoosh", Mo Xie's sword was thrown out, but the person did not come out.

"I won't go out if I can't..."

Yue Fei got up from the ground and picked up Zhao Tong's Moye Sword, "Elder brother, this..."

Lu Junyi touched his waist and said in a low voice: "I think it's most likely that he is the master. This is so amazing. He was thrown out before even meeting him."

Yue Fei said: "It looks similar to me, but even though we were thrown out, we didn't get hurt at all. It was obviously showing mercy."

"Where did you learn this weird footwork? It's not Lingxiaobu, so why do you still look so weird?"

"Grandmaster!"

"What is this? A red thread flying needle? Li Xian's junior sun-turning needle, right? Could it be that you are a eunuch?"

"no……"

"Huh? Tiancansi? You know a lot about it, Ba Fist? Sword Finger? Why do you still have the Dragon Claw Hand from Songshan Temple?"

"Ouch!" "What a good boy, you can even do things like changing the sky, and you have actually reached the sixth level. Could it be that you have become the leader of the Demon Cult?"

"Under, under..."

Lu Junyi and Yue Fei were frightened when they heard this outside. Zhao Tao was beaten to such a state that he couldn't even speak completely.

"Huh? You actually have such a method?" The old monk's voice came out again: "Okay, okay, it turns out to be Kunpeng's three phantom palms from the three ancient arts!"

"I don't know what this is called..." Zhao Tong screamed.

"What a great first palm, Dahai Boundless. Where did you learn this lost martial art?" the old monk asked doubtfully.

"I, on the overseas island, ah..."

With a bang, half of the house wall collapsed and bricks flew everywhere.

Yue Fei and Lu Junyi hurriedly took a few steps back, looking at each other with twitching faces.

"Huh? You can actually master the second move that is overwhelming?" The old monk said in surprise: "It's incredible. At such a young age, he is already half a great master. No wonder he is so arrogant and domineering!"

Bang, the roof flew off and the wooden beams were shot far away.

Lu Junyi and Yue Fei took a few steps back.

"Where is Kun Penghuan's third move?" After a few breaths, the old monk wondered: "If you use the third move, the old monk will temporarily avoid the edge!"

"I won't..." Zhao Tong was complaining in his heart at this moment. Even if he used the boundless and overwhelming methods, he still couldn't do anything to the other party.

He is currently a half-step grand master. He has already reached this level after he realized the second shocking move on the mural.

But even if he is half a grand master, he still can't help the old monk. This shows that the old monk must be a grand master.

"Don't you dare to let the old monk speak? The old monk's habit of keeping silent for decades has been broken by you!"

"Ouch..."

"With this little skill, do you dare to let the old monk write with a pen?"

"Didn't that overwhelming force shatter the master's sleeves..."

"Huh? What did you say?" the old monk said coldly.

"Don't fight, master. It's not the master, it's the master. Master, don't fight..."

"Boy, you still know that you are the master?" the old monk cursed angrily: "Why did Zhou Tong accept such a bastard like you!"

"Master, it's not my fault. The three of us came to Songshan to visit you, but you couldn't find your identity. We finally looked at the statue in the tower forest, but you didn't say the name. What can I do? How can you know if it's true without testing..."

"Are you here to pay me a visit? When you came in, you rummaged through the boxes and cabinets and asked the old monk to write. I think you came here to deliberately cause trouble!" The old monk said angrily: "Are you sincere?"

At this time, Lu Junyi pulled Yue Fei back again and whispered: "You are really the master!"

Yue Fei said: "Senior Brother, what should we do? Should we go in to pay our respects?"

Lu Junyi looked at the house in front of him. Half of the wall had collapsed, and the roof was nowhere to be found. He shook his head hastily: "Master must be angry at this time, so it's better not to go in yet, otherwise I'm afraid he will get a beating just like the third junior brother!" "

Yue Fei immediately shrank his neck: "Elder brother's words make sense."

At this time, Zhao Tong screamed inside: "Master, master, please stop fighting. My three brothers are really here to pay homage to you."

The old monk said angrily: "Old monk, I live in seclusion in Songshan Mountain and don't care about worldly affairs. I plan to live here for the rest of my life. I didn't even call those traitors here. You guys have nothing to do, right? All the way away. They went up the mountain to disturb my Qing Dynasty!"

Zhao Tong said: "We, we... miss you, old man!"

"Asshole, the old monk is not dead yet!" the old monk said angrily: "Good boy, I think you want to be tonsured, right?"

"Ah? Disciple doesn't have it. Disciple doesn't want it..."

"Huh, since you've come to Mount Song, you should be tonsured and ordained!"

"what……"

Outside, Lu Junyi heard this and glanced at Yue Fei: "Junior brother, the situation is not good."

Yue Fei said: "Senior brother, what should we do? Is it possible to watch the third senior brother being ordained by his master?"

Just when Lu Junyi was about to speak, he heard the voice of the old monk in the room: "You two boys outside, bring in the sword just now!"

The two of them were trembling with fear when they heard this. You looked at me, and I looked at you.

"If you don't send it in, you two will also be tonsured together!"

The two of them suddenly trembled and hurriedly entered the house with Moye Sword in hand. Then they didn't dare to look up for a second. After the ceremony, the old monk took the sword and said: "Seeing that you two are more honest than this kid, just roll down the mountain!"

Yue Fei murmured: "Master, Master... where is the third senior brother?"

"This kid?" the old monk said angrily: "I told you to shave him, so of course he will become a monk. Why do you want to stay in the mountain and become a monk?"

"Ah?" Yue Fei waved his hands hurriedly: "No, no!"

"Don't hurry up and get out!"

The two hurriedly exited the room and heard shouts from inside: "Senior Brother, Junior Brother, don't leave me behind."

Yue Fei hurriedly whispered: "Elder brother, what should I do?"

Lu Junyi smiled bitterly and said, "What else can we do? The third junior brother provoked the master, so we have to accept the punishment and wait for the master to calm down."

"Alas, that's all it can do." Yue Fei shook his head.

At this moment, there was another scream in the room, but then the voice lowered little by little, and then the old monk said: "Boy, since you have been ordained, you are a member of the Buddhist sect. The old monk gives you the title of Pure Heart!"

The two of them were immediately dumbfounded outside. Does this have a Dharma title?It's a bit too fast.

At this time, Zhao Tong said sadly in the room: "Senior Brother, Third Junior Brother, you should go back, there is no need to wait for me."

The two of them said indifferently: "How should we explain when we go back?"

Zhao Tong sighed and said, "Tell the truth, we can wait until tomorrow to talk about everything."

The two of them had no choice but to turn around and walk down the mountain after thinking for a moment.

Zhao Tong looked at the old monk in the room and was about to cry. He touched the top of his head. It was cleaner than the one he shaved when he went to the Kingdom of Jin to assassinate Wanyan Aguda. Although he also changed his hairstyle that time, the Khitan's There are always a few patches left on her hair, but she is shaved like a monk.

The body, hair, and skin are all influenced by your parents. In this era, it is normal for your hair not to move at all from birth, let alone shaving your head. Only when you enter Buddhism will your hair be shaved off, to show your complete separation from the mortal world. , no more contact.

"Pure heart!" The old monk looked at Zhao Tong's appearance and felt very satisfied.

"Master..." Zhao Tong replied, it was too cruel. He actually ordained him and became a monk. This was much harsher than beating him and punishing him.

"Are you satisfied with this Buddhist title?" the old monk asked.

"Satisfied, satisfied." Zhao Tong said. He didn't dare to say he was dissatisfied. He really couldn't beat the opponent. If he said he was dissatisfied, he would not be beaten again.

"As long as you are satisfied. The monks you knocked unconscious before are about to wake up. They will definitely go to the temple to report by then. It is estimated that the chief abbots will come over and take you there to register and include you in the monks' genealogy."

"Ah?" Zhao Tao touched the top of his head, asking if he was so anxious.

"By the way, you are of the same generation as the abbot and the abbot, so just call him senior brother."

"Okay, okay..." Zhao Tong had no choice but to nod...

In the blink of an eye, the night passed and it was already bright. Zhao Tong was sitting in the abbot's hall of Songshan Temple drinking tea.

"Junior brother, can you drink this tea?" An old monk wearing a gorgeous cassock looked at him and asked with a smile.

"It's okay, it's okay." Zhao Tong stretched his waist. At this time, he was also wearing monk's clothes and a cassock. The golden threads of the cassock were shining red, and it was no less gorgeous than the old monk opposite.

"Junior brother, you can choose a place to live later. If you like anything, tell me and I will arrange it for you." The old monk continued.

"Brother Abbot, this matter is not urgent." Zhao Tong looked at the old monk and said. The old monk is the abbot of Songshan Temple, his religious name is Qingde. After going to the Tallinn at midnight yesterday, Jintai took him and Qingde back to the master. He went to the temple, registered in the register, wrote down the monk's genealogy, and then said that he would go down the mountain to the government in a few days to apply for an ultimatum.

Zhao Tong was helpless at the moment, so he had no choice but to give in and wait for the master to calm down. Anyway, his head was shaved, so it didn't matter if he wore a cassock.

"Brother Abbot, I heard that someone is coming to kick the temple today. It's not too late to wait until this happens before choosing a place to live."

Qingde nodded when he heard the words: "I didn't expect that junior brother would know about this. I was just about to talk to junior brother. Master Qingzheng came down on my behalf and asked junior brother to go to the temple to watch."

Zhao Tong curled his lips, did he want to use him as a free coolie?When the time comes, the people of Songshan Temple will no longer be able to defeat that Mr. Yang, so let him take action to repel the enemy. What a beautiful thought!

"Of course I have to go and see it." Zhao Tong smiled and said: "I heard that the person who came to kick the temple is very strong in fists and kicks. What kind of star-moving martial arts can he do?"

"I didn't expect my junior brother to know so much. The people who came to kick the temple really know how to move the stars." Qing De said: "This martial art is well-known in the world. You can use your strength to make it very powerful."

Zhao Tong raised his eyebrows: "How can I use my strength?"

Qingde touched his gray beard and said: "It is said that if you practice this martial arts to the extreme, no matter what skills the opponent uses to attack, the person who uses the Star Shifting Martial Arts will transfer that strength back. That's why we have this name." .”

Zhao Tong said: "It's a joke. If this is the case, wouldn't he be invincible in the world?"

Qing De said: "Actually, I also have some doubts about this, but there are rumors in the world that it is said that one has to practice to the extreme before he can transfer his force every time. It is effortless on his own. I don't know if Young Master Yang who kicked the temple has practiced to the extreme. .”

Zhao Tong shook his head: "Even if you are extremely scared, you can't move again and again. How can there be such clever martial arts in the world? If so, then this martial arts is one of the best, but I don't really believe it."

Qingde smiled and said: "Junior brother is right. Even though I, Songshan 72, is an extremely talented person, I don't believe that he can transfer all his energy back."

While the two were talking, suddenly a monk came in from outside and reported: "Abbott, Young Master, the challenging Mr. Yang has brought people outside the mountain gate and sent a message to Songshan Temple to go out and deal with it..."

(End of this chapter)