Chapter 17 Chapter Seventeen

The night is dark, the water is fast and the boat is light. The two boats missed each other and passed by in a blink of an eye, but Zhan Mengbai had already discovered that in the light boat coming on the waves, there was a monk with gray eyebrows and gray beard sitting impressively. His heart skipped a beat, he felt that the monk in this boat was 80% similar to the dead monk in Liuyun Pavilion, but he couldn't be sure. At this moment, the man in yellow also changed his color and stood up, swept out of the cabin, and shouted in a low voice: "Chasing!" Zhan Mengbai immediately followed.

The boatman looked back in a daze and asked, "What are you chasing?" The man in yellow pointed at the shadow of the boat behind and said, "That boat!" He took out an ingot of silver from his pocket and threw it on the bow of the boat. The boatman's eyes lit up, and he turned the bow of the boat with all his strength, from headwind to tailwind, the hull of the boat suddenly turned sideways, and the speed suddenly increased by a few points. Zhan Mengbai asked in a deep voice: "Senior, did you also see that ship..." The man in yellow interrupted and said: "There must be something very strange about this matter. I'm afraid you have made a big mistake just now. I hope I can find out the truth and avoid wronging others."

Zhan Mengbai stared at the shadow of the boat on the vast mist, frowned and said: "That boat is going too fast, we may not be able to catch up with it." The man in yellow pondered, "Where did that ship go?" The boatman responded, "It seems to be heading towards Jiaoshan." With a flash in his eyes, the man in yellow suddenly picked up a ship plank, split it into three pieces with his palms, and threw one of them three feet away. Zhan Mengbai said in shock: "The wind is raging and the water is rushing, senior be careful." Before the words were finished, the figure of the man in yellow flew out like a light smoke.

Zhan Mengbai could only hear a voice coming from afar on the mist, saying: "Come here as soon as possible." The place where the last word was uttered seemed to be tens of feet away. The boatman was stunned, Zhan Mengbai hurriedly snatched the rudder, he grew up in Suzhou and Hangzhou, he is proficient in water, he is three points better than the boatman in steering the boat. In a short while, the shadow of the boat in front became more and more obvious, Zhan Mengbai knew that it must be the man in yellow who had restrained the boat in front. He couldn't help feeling even more anxious, he only hoped that he could fly to the boat a moment earlier, and see if this gray-browed monk was from the Liuyun Pavilion?

The distance between the two boats was still two zhang, Zhan Mengbai flew up, skimmed over the two zhang water waves, and flew into the cabin with a whoosh. Turning his gaze, he saw a man in yellow standing woodenly in the cabin, and a person sitting reclined on a wooden chair opposite him, with gray eyebrows and beard, who is the monk with gray eyebrows in the Liuyun Pavilion? Zhan Mengbai said happily: "It really is him!" The man in yellow said coldly, "Yes, it's him." Zhan Mengbai rushed to the grey-browed monk in one step, and said sharply: "Are you..." His voice suddenly changed, and his face changed drastically.

Because he suddenly discovered that this gray-browed monk was nothing more than a dead body, the "lover's arrow" on his chest had disappeared, and there were only two spots of blood the size of copper coins. This change really exceeded his expectations. He suddenly turned around, and the man in yellow was no longer behind him. Hearing a soft sound outside the cabin, a low beep, Zhan Mengbai called out in a deep voice: "Senior..." Just as the call came out, the man in yellow strode in with his back upside down, saying: "This change must be beyond your expectation, and you must have many doubts in your heart that are hard to explain, right?"

Zhan Mengbai sighed and said, "It's really good." The man in yellow placed the short-shirted man in his hand on the board of the boat, slapped his acupuncture points open, and said in a deep voice, "Sit cross-legged." The short-shirted man was terrified, and he sat down cross-legged, but his knees were still trembling, and the plank of the boat was banging. The man in yellow clasped his veins with his left hand, and pressed his right hand against his back. He sat cross-legged behind him and said slowly, "Ask!" Zhanmeng Baiqi asked: "Ask who? Ask what?"

The man in yellow said: "This man is the boatman. No matter what doubts you have in your mind, you can ask him." When the eyelids drooped, it seemed as if he had settled down. When Zhan Mengbai saw what he did, he couldn't help being even more surprised. He turned around and saw that the boatman's breathing had gradually returned to normal. He knew that the reason for this must be that the man in yellow had used his internal energy to regulate the boatman's breath, but for a while, he couldn't guess what the man in yellow was doing. After a while, Fang asked in a low voice, "Are you a boat driver?"

The boatman nodded. Suddenly the man in yellow said coldly: "Don't nod your head, speak out." The boatman hurriedly said: "That's right, the young one is the one who sails the boat." Zhan Mengbai frowned, and said, "Who brought this dead body up?" The boatman glanced at the dead body, cold sweat dripped out of his forehead one by one, but his lips were pale and dry, and he said in a trembling voice: "No one lifts..." Zhan Mengbai said angrily: "No one lifts it, so can a dead body walk?" The boatman licked his pale lips, and said: "This monk was not dead when he got on the boat, and he even gave the little one a piece of silver with his own hands."

Zhan Mengbai said: "When did this happen?" The boatman said: "Just now, he came down from Jinshan Temple with a sandalwood box in his hand, and hired this small boat to Jiaoshan." Zhan Mengbai swept his eyes and said, "How can there be any boxes?" The boatman said: "Shortly after getting on the boat, the little one heard the sound of water, as if it was the monk throwing the box into the water." Zhan Meng Bai Leng snorted, and said: "Since he came on the boat alive, but he is dead now, you must have killed him?" The boatman said in a trembling voice: "The little ones don't dare, the little ones are safe..."

Zhan Mengbai said angrily: "Since you are in peace, how can you be full of nonsense." The boatman said: "Young ones...you dare not lie." Zhan Mengbai sternly said: "This monk obviously died before dusk, how could he come aboard by himself, what are you lying about?" The boatman was so frightened that his teeth chattered, and he said in a trembling voice: "He... he is dusk..." The man in yellow suddenly relaxed his palms and said, "Go!" Zhan Mengbai said: "How can senior let him go before asking?" The man in yellow sighed, "That's all they know, and it's useless to ask." The boatman had already rolled and crawled and escaped. Zhan Mengbai frowned and said, "Is he telling the truth?" Huang Yi said: "every sentence is the truth." Zhan Mengbai said: "Senior, how can you be sure?" The man in yellow said: "If a mortal is lying, his heartbeat, pulse, and blood circulation must be different from usual." Zhan Mengbai nodded and said: "As the saying goes: 'Being a thief has a guilty conscience', and this is also true." The man in Huang Yi said: "I have just returned to the emptiness, and with my internal strength, as long as there is a slight change in his heart and blood, I can detect whether what he said is true or false. This method seems to be unavailable in the martial arts world." People have practiced it, so I call it "lie detector to prove the truth", and it can be used to test the authenticity of people's words without any mistakes. I had this idea when I was young. Only when you have entered the country can you finally practice it." Zhan Mengbai was stunned for a while, Fang Zi let out a long sigh, and said: "If what he said is true, then how to explain this matter?" He paused, shook his head and said again: "If you say that a dead body can go down the mountain and hire a boat, and after getting on the boat and throwing a box, it will really die, I really can't believe it." The man in yellow sighed: "There must be another mystery in this matter, which is unpredictable. After thinking about it, there is only one reason that can explain it." Zhan Mengbai said: "How to explain?" The man in yellow said: "Unless there is a person who is good at disguise, disguises himself as him, then puts his body in a box and brings it down the mountain, then takes the body out of the box, puts it on a chair, and then Carrying an empty box, jumped into the water, swam and fled, so there was only one dead body sitting on a chair in the boat." Zhan Mengbai lowered his head and pondered: "Although this explanation is reasonable, it is extremely unreasonable. May I ask why he has spent so much trouble?" The man in yellow sighed, "This...well, I can't explain it either." He called the boatman again, took out an ingot of silver, and ordered the boatman to bury the gray-browed monk's body after arriving at the shore, and then returned to his boat with Zhan Mengbai. The boatman watched their figures and the shadow of the boat go away, he was both happy and annoyed at the same time, he was happy because his income was good today, but he was annoyed because there was a dead body on the boat and he had to bury it himself. After the boat arrived at the shore, he sighed and walked into the cabin, turned his gaze away, and immediately exclaimed like a maniac, his legs softened, and he sat down on the ground. It turned out that the body on the boat had disappeared again. Next to the ship's window, on the ship's board, there were a few water stains that hadn't dried out. When the ship docked, the night deepened. In Zhenjiang City, where thousands of houses are lit, the lights are as few as morning stars. The man in yellow hasn't said a single word until now, and Zhan Mengbai is also feeling depressed. The two left the boat and disembarked without a word, and when they looked far away, they saw darkness all around. Zhan Mengbai finally couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and said, "Senior..." Before the words were finished, the man in yellow suddenly shouted softly: "Shut up!" Zhan Mengbai changed color and said, "What's the matter?" The man in yellow kept walking, with a calm expression on his face, but said in a deep voice: "Don't show panic, just act as if you didn't find anything, and move forward." Zhan Mengbai responded in a low voice, although his footsteps were as usual, but his eyes couldn't help but search around, but when there was a disturbance in the wind, who was there? Where the breeze passed, a leaf-like piece of paper suddenly floated down from the treetops and bushes on the left. The man in yellow shouted loudly, raised his hand and waved a gust of palm wind, which shook the paper soaring into the sky like a kite, and it didn't fall down for a long time. With a wave of his palms, he rushed towards the grass under a tree on the right, but when he heard the sound of the wind, two black lights broke out from the grass. These two hidden weapons flew side by side, one from the left and the other from the right, with such an urgency that no words in the world can describe it, Zhan Mengbai's eyes changed color and shouted: "Lover Arrow!" Before the scolding was over, I saw the man in yellow stretch out his robe sleeves, he had already wrapped these two hidden weapons into his sleeves, at the place where his left wrist was shaken, a gust of wind hit the treetops on the left, and his right palm took advantage of the momentum to untie the ribbon around his waist , "Pull the grass to find the snake", hurriedly got involved in the grass, and said in his mouth, "You still not come out?" In an instant, there was an exclamation from the treetop on the left, and a figure fell straight down, fell to the ground with a puff, and could no longer move. In the grass on the right, there is also a figure flying up, turned around, and was about to gallop away, but with a flick of the ribbon in the palm of the man in yellow, it wrapped around his ankle. This figure's martial art skills are not weak, and it is not chaotic in the face of danger. With a backhand palm, it cuts to the ribbon. The man in yellow sneered and said: "The turtle in the urn, do you still want to save your life?" As he spoke, his wrist trembled, and the ribbon fluctuated. The figure felt a tremor all over his body, and his muscles and bones were about to tighten. He immediately let out a miserable cry, and fell softly down. With a gesture of his hands, he restrained the two of them together, Zhan Mengbai was surprised and admired at the same time, before he was about to catch the person who fell from the tree. Suddenly the man in yellow said in a deep voice: "That guy is dead, don't look at it, pay attention to the things that fall from the sky." With a twist of his hands, he has already captured the man in the grass. Zhan Mengbai was stunned for a while, Daqi thought: "What fell from the sky?" Looking up, he saw a piece of paper fluttering down from the sky during the day. It turned out that it was just the thing that was blown into the sky by the wind from the palm of the man in yellow. Zhan Mengbai jumped up, stretched out his hand to take it, stared at it, and his heart was shocked again, but in the night, he saw that the paper was bright red, but there was a black skull drawn on it. "Death post!" This is what killed his father, killed his uncle, made the whole rivers and lakes turbulent, and made everyone in the martial arts world feel in danger. When Zhan Mengbai saw this thing, he felt grief and indignation in his heart, which couldn't be restrained, he rushed to the person and hissed, "So it was you." I saw that this person was dressed in black all over his body, his face was dead gray, his eyes were closed tightly, he didn't say a word, sweat was beaded on his forehead, obviously he was enduring the pain by force. The man in yellow sighed: "The owner of the lover's arrow is definitely not him. He is just that person's puppet who wants to use the 'lover's arrow' to plot against me." Zhan Mengbai said in a trembling voice, "The Four Heroes of Benevolence and Righteousness were plotted by you?" The man in black suddenly opened his eyes wide, and laughed wildly: "All the people who died under the 'lover's arrow' were all done by me." Zhan Mengbai said sharply: "Okay!" He raised his hand and chopped it down. He moved his palm and was gently supported by the man in yellow. He said in a deep voice, "Your enemy is the owner of the lover's arrow. What's the use of killing him?" The man in black said sharply: "The owner of the lover's arrow is me." The man in yellow said coldly: "Are you worthy?" His palms were slightly clenched, and the man couldn't help but let out a miserable cry, and cold sweat rolled down his cheeks. Zhan Mengbai slowly withdrew his palm, and sighed: "I also know that the person who died from the 'Lover's Arrow' could never be the one who did it alone, but..." Huang Yi said: "But when you see the person using the 'Lover's Arrow', you feel angry and you can't control it, right?" Zhan Mengbai nodded and said: "But I hope that senior can find out from this person the origin of the owner of the lover's arrow, and the murderer who killed my father." The man in black gritted his teeth and said in a trembling voice, "You are dreaming." The man in yellow said coldly: "I know you are not afraid of death, but if you don't reveal who is the person who instigates you today, I will make it impossible for you to live or die." The man in black laughed maniacally: "Really?" He gritted his teeth suddenly, the laughter stopped, and blood gushed out of the seven orifices of his mouth and nose. The man in yellow stamped his feet and said, "Not good!" He stretched out his hand to pinch his chin, but his whole body convulsed, and he died of breath. Zhan Mengbai felt a chill in his heart, and said, "What a powerful poison." The man in yellow sighed: "I never thought that this fellow would already have poison in his mouth... Alas, the game was halfway, and I lost this game again." Zhan Mengbai looked at the man in black who was bleeding all over his face, and said slowly: "Unexpectedly, this guy is also a good man who is not afraid of death." When he saw a person who was not afraid of death, he couldn't help feeling pity and sympathy in his heart, because he himself had never put life and death in his heart. He only heard the man in yellow say: "This man's eyes are narrowing, his face is fierce and his heart is soft, he is definitely not a person who is not afraid of death, he must be deeply aware that if he leaks the secret, he will suffer more terrible pain than death, so he would rather die than tell .” Zhan Mengbai was silent for a while, then sighed, "The owner of the 'Lover's Arrow' can make others think that he is more terrifying than death, but I don't know what method he used?" The man in yellow kept silent, but searched the body of the man in black, a gleam of joy flashed in his eyes, and blurted out: "Here it is." Zhan Mengbai turned his eyes and saw that there was a black iron cylinder about seven inches long in his hand, he immediately leaned over and said, "Could it be..." Huang Yi said: "This must be the mechanical spring crossbow that shoots the lover's arrow. I want to see what is so ingenious about this famous hidden weapon." He sat cross-legged on the ground, stared intently for a while, and then carefully dismantled the iron cylinder, but inside there were only two coils of steel wire and two steel needles. Zhan Mengbai stared at it for a while, and couldn't help but ask, "Have seniors ever researched it?" The man in yellow shook his head in disappointment and sighed, and said to himself: "If the ingenuity is not in the barrel of this machine spring, is it on the arrow?" He unfolded the sleeves of his robe, only to see two "lover's arrows", one red and one black, had pierced through his sleeves. His "flowing clouds and iron sleeves" skills are already 100% perfect. It can be said that it is stronger than gold and stone, but at this moment, it was pierced by two small crossbow arrows. How amazing is the strength of these arrows?The speed is really so fast, how can it be shot by ordinary crossbow barrels? But he studied the arrow carefully for a while, but couldn't see anything special, Zhan Mengbai mused at the side: "This post and the arrow must have complementary functions." Huang Yi said: "The 'Death Post' is only used to disturb the other party's mind, the ingenuity is still on the 'Lover's Arrow'." Zhan Mengbai frowned and said, "Every time I see the two green lights in the eyes of the skeleton on the 'Death God Post', I don't want to look away." The man in yellow said in a deep voice: "That's right, those two phosphorescences do have the magical power to intimidate the gods, especially because the martial arts have exaggerated this post and arrow, and almost regarded it as a hidden weapon like a magic weapon in mythology , so when I saw the 'Death Post' coming, I immediately lost my mind, and was taken advantage of by the 'Lover's Arrow', so I didn't accept the 'Death Post' just now, and broke the 'Lover's Arrow' first!" Zhan Mengbai sighed: "Senior's insights are really incisive, but there must be something more ingenious in this post, otherwise how could there be so many masters killed by it?" The man in yellow sneered: "Even if there is some ingenious magic power, it's nothing. Didn't you and I escape it just now?" Zhan Mengbai sighed slightly: "Since the 'Lover's Arrow' appeared in the world, I am afraid that senior is the first person who can destroy it, but others..." He let out a long sigh and remained silent. The man in yellow put the post and arrow into his arms, brushed the dust with his hands, and stood up suddenly. He stretched out his hand to pat Zhan Mengbai's shoulder, and said slowly: "Little brother, don't feel bad, there is no secret that is hidden forever in the world." Zhan Mengbai looked up to the sky and sighed: "When will this secret be solved?" The man in yellow's eyes flickered, and said, "One day..." Zhan Mengbai sighed: "It's a pity that Jiu Lianhuan Lin Ruanhong is not here, otherwise, he could at least recognize the identity of this man in black." Huang Yi said: "The martial art he used just now when he wanted to cut the ribbon in my palm with his backhand is the true teaching of Wudang, so this person must be a disciple of Wudang layman." Zhan Mengbai was startled and said, "How could Wudang disciples be enslaved by 'Lover Arrow'?" The man in yellow sneered and said: "In my opinion, people who have been controlled by the 'Lover's Arrow' in today's Jianghu have spread to all major sects, not just the Wudang faction." Zhan Mengbai was shocked, and after a long silence, he suddenly said loudly: "Let's go! I will accompany my senior to Shaoshi Songshan first, and then immediately rush to the Valley of the Kings. Even if I can't avenge him, at least I will reveal his secret. After everyone in the martial arts world is under his control, it will be too late." Before he finished speaking, he let go of his steps, as if he was running, the man in yellow shook his head and sighed: "What a passionate and impulsive child..." With a flash of his body, he went away, and disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye. From Jinshan to Songshan, this section of the journey is long. Along the way, Zhan Mengbai almost forgot to sleep and eat, trying desperately to absorb the martial arts taught to him by the man in yellow. It is to learn martial arts as soon as possible and rush to the Valley of the Kings to avenge his hatred. The man in yellow naturally knew what he was thinking, and most of what he taught were martial arts moves that could restrain the disciples of the Valley of the Kings. When the Xiao family sisters performed martial arts, they only knew that there was no other martial art in the world that could break their moves, but now that they have gone through the details, they realized that although their moves were exquisite and rigorous, they had flaws in them, and my own The so-called martial arts at this moment can hit their vital points with a random move. Sometimes he couldn't help asking the man in yellow if he had any hatred for the "Valley of Kings", otherwise how could he have studied the flaws in the martial arts of "Valley of Kings" so thoroughly? The man in yellow just smiled and said nothing. On this day, when they arrived at Songshan Mountain, the two of them went up the mountain early in the morning, but they saw that the mountain was majestic and the forests were lush. Although it was not as amazing as Huashan Mountain, it was more famous. Taishi Shaoshi, the peaks and mountains are beautiful, the two peaks face each other, about thirty miles apart, one is majestic and solemn, the other is thin and delicate. In the area of ​​Shanyin and Gouyang, there are direct access to Longtan and Luyan temples, and there are more wonderful sights. Since the Tang Dynasty, high-ranking hermits have had pens for generations, and they end up as the land of Crouching Tiger and Hidden Dragon. And under the Shaoshi Peak, among the ten thousand pines, is the birthplace of the world's mainstream martial arts, the head of the seven martial arts sects, Songshan Shaolin Temple. Breeze in the pines, cloud shadows and sky light, once Zhanmengbai and the man in yellow enter the pine forest, you can vaguely see the cornices and Chongge of Shaolin Temple, and you can faintly hear the singing of bells. Zhan Mengbai visited famous mountains for the first time, and his spirit was greatly lifted. He looked at the four advisers, and suddenly heard the sound of Buddha reciting in the depths of the pine forest, and four Shaolin monks walked out. One of them clasped his hands together and said: "Benefactor, please forgive me, my temple..." He looked up, but seeing the face of the man in yellow, his voice suddenly paused. The man in yellow smiled and said, "Do you still recognize me?" The Shaolin monk pondered: "Poor monk..." The man in yellow laughed loudly and said: "Ten years ago, I played chess with Ling Shi for ten days, and you were always serving tea by the side. You were young at that time... Sigh, ten years passed in the blink of an eye." Before the words were finished, the Shaolin monk fell down on the ground and respectfully said: "Disciple Jing Guang, his eyesight was dim for a while, and he didn't know who senior is." Although the other three monks did not recognize the man in yellow, they also knelt on the ground together. The man in yellow helped them up, and said in a deep voice: "Although my mask often changes, this yellow suit is the easiest to recognize, but you didn't recognize it. Could it be that there is something in your heart that makes you flustered?" Jing Guang was stunned for a moment, then turned pale and said: "Senior, your eyes are as bright as lightning." The man in yellow blinked his eyes and said, "Could it be that something happened in the temple?" Jing Guang lowered his head and said: "Senior expected not bad, at this moment in the temple..." The man in yellow's eyes flickered, and it was obvious that he was also very surprised in his heart. Before he finished speaking, he immediately stopped and said: "Since that's the case, why don't you take me to see the Lingshi quickly." Jing Guang looked heavy, and sighed: "Senior, I'm afraid I won't be able to see him today." The man in yellow was startled and said in surprise, "How do you say that?" Jing Guang said: "Senior, please go with the disciple, and you will know it at a glance." Zhan Mengbai was also very surprised in his heart, one must know that Shaolin Temple has dominated the martial arts for many years, although there have been frequent turmoil in the Jianghu, Shaolin Temple has always been safe and sound. And today Shaolin Temple unexpectedly had some accidents, he couldn't think of anyone in the Jianghu who would have the guts to come to Shaolin Temple to make a disturbance? Jing Guang bowed to lead the way and walked into the temple in a short while. Zhan Mengbai turned his eyes and looked around, he saw thousands of rafters and ridges in this Shaolin Temple, I don't know how many courtyards there are, but there is absolutely no commotion around. The disciples in the temple all had a heavy and solemn look on their faces, and they walked back and forth without making any sound under their feet. In such a solemn atmosphere, Zhan Mengbai couldn't help feeling a little heavy, even if he had doubts in his heart, he didn't dare to ask them. Passing through several courtyards is the backyard of the Buddha Hall, where the abbot's room is located. I saw a few monks with white eyebrows and long beard walking back and forth in front of the backyard gate, and there was a sense of uneasiness in everyone's brows. Zhan Mengbai was even more amazed, the things that could make these Shaolin eminent monks uneasy, the seriousness of the situation must be no small matter. But the sound of killing and fighting could not be heard from all around, although the expressions of the Shaolin monks were heavy, there was no murderous look on their brows, and there were no weapons in their hands. In a flash of thought, I saw these white-browed monks, when they caught a glimpse of the man in yellow, their faces suddenly showed joy, as if seeing a savior. A few people raised their eyebrows and waited to come up to meet them, but they stopped suddenly, saluted eleven, bowed and backed away, and let the door open. Seeing these out-of-the-ordinary situations, the man in yellow was even more surprised. Before Jing Guang could lead the way, he stepped into the backyard with a flash of his figure. Zhan Mengbai hesitated for a moment, seeing that the Shaolin monks had no intention of obstructing him, he also entered. He saw the deep courtyard in the courtyard, full of ancient cypresses and pines, green bamboos and tall bamboos. Looking back, all the Shaolin monks stayed outside the courtyard, and no one came in. For a moment, Zhan Mengbai couldn't help feeling that the backyard seemed to be full of murderous aura. The man in yellow was familiar with the road, and went first, turning around a rockery, suddenly more than a dozen men in blue satin gowns stood in front of the abbot's room with their hands down. The faces of these people were also very dignified, but when they saw the man in yellow, their expressions changed drastically, and they all bowed down, asking An to salute. Zhan Mengbai thought in his heart, Fang felt that these big men were very familiar, he seemed to have seen them before, and the man in yellow blurted out: "Why are you here?" His voice was also full of astonishment. I saw a young man in a blue shirt with a handsome face rushing over to greet him, bowing and saying: "I don't know if senior is coming, so I'm not far away to welcome you." The man in yellow snorted, and said coldly, "This is not your place. Why do you want to welcome me far away? It's really strange." The blue-shirted boy laughed and said, "It's very, very..." The man in yellow said: "Don't you talk sweet words in front of me, and just perfunctory me, why don't you get out of the way quickly and let me pass by." The blue-shirted boy still laughed and said: "The master has ordered that no one can enter the abbot's room within these three days. Please forgive me, senior." The man in yellow stared, and said, "Your master is here too?" The blue-shirted boy said: "If it wasn't for the master's leadership, how would the disciples dare to walk around Shaolin Temple at will, let alone stop senior here." The man in yellow murmured to himself, "He's here? What is he doing here?" Zhan Mengbai thought for a moment, and blurted out, "Is Mr. Lan Da here?" The blue-shirted boy looked at him with a slight smile and nodded. The young man was smiling all over his face, but there was a hint of sharpness between his brows, and his eyes were even more bare. He stood in front of the man in yellow and refused to budge. In the abbot's room, it was as quiet as death, with only wisps of light smoke coming out from the bamboo curtain. The man in yellow frowned and asked, "Is there anyone else in there?" The boy in blue shirt said with a smile, "I don't know very well." The man in yellow flicked his sleeves and said, "I'll go in and have a look." The blue-shirted boy still accompanied him with a smile and said, "My teacher has repeatedly instructed that no one should be allowed to enter the abbot's room within these three days. I don't know why?" The man in yellow said angrily: "Even your master dare not stop me, you..." The blue-shirted boy bowed and said, "Senior and the teacher have been friends for many years. If the senior wants to force his way in, the disciple will not dare to stop him, but..." He straightened his face, and said in a deep voice: "After the senior broke in, if the family teacher had an accident because of it, the disciple will never be able to bear the responsibility." The man in yellow was stunned for a moment, and said, "What will happen?" The blue-shirted boy said: "It's as small as a momentary loss, as big as a life-and-death danger. Any misfortune may happen. Seniors, please think twice." The man in yellow asked in surprise: "What the hell is he doing in there? How could the situation be so serious, could it be...he has already started fighting with the head of Shaolin?" The blue-shirted boy bowed his head and said: "Senior will know everything in two days." The man in yellow pondered for a while, then sat down on a bluestone under the green pine, looked up, the abbot's room was still shrouded in light smoke, as quiet as death. Breeze bursts, pine waves and bamboo rhyme, all around softly. However, the quieter and quieter the garden, the heavier the atmosphere. From time to time, there were Shaolin disciples outside the garden, poking their heads in, spying on the movement, but no one entered the garden for half a step, and no one made a sound. After a long time, Zhan Mengbai couldn't help leaning his head over, lowered his voice, and asked softly, "What is your plan, senior?" The man in yellow sat on the rock without moving, and said, "Let's just wait and see." The sun was slanting to the west, and the setting sun reflected the forest's splendor. Outside the garden, there was a faint sound of Sanskrit singing, solemn and solemn, calming the mind, setting off the splendid jungle, like a wonderland in the west. The man in yellow sat on the stone, as if he had settled down, but the men in blue looked even more tense, with a hint of melancholy on their brows. Suddenly, I saw four little novice monks, aged eleven or twelve, rushing in from outside the garden with four food boxes in their hands. They all walked lightly and silently. One of them walked quickly to the abbot's room and gently put down the food box at the door, while the other three handed the food box to the blue-shirted boy. The blue-shirted boy smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, brothers." The four young novice monks bowed in unison, turned around and ran out. The blue-shirted boy opened the food box, picked out a few exquisite plain dishes, and offered them to the man in yellow and Zhan Mengbai with both hands, and then ate together with the rest of the big men. Zhan Mengbai held a snack in his hand, but his eyes were fixed on the door of the abbot's room, and suddenly he saw a white slender hand and half of a bright red sleeve protruding from the curtain. With a flash of his slender hand, he lifted the food box in. Zhan Mengbai's heart skipped a beat, and he whispered in the ear of the man in yellow, "Senior, have you seen it? There is a woman in the abbot's room." The man in yellow nodded, and suddenly his mouth moved slightly, as if talking to someone, but Zhan Mengbai couldn't hear a sound. His mind moved, and he thought to himself: "Could it be that he is talking to the people in the abbot's room by 'sound transmission'?" Before the thought was finished, suddenly the curtain of the abbot's room was lifted, and a figure stepped out, with high temples on his head, bright red clothes, and a very beautiful figure. Zhan Mengbai only felt a blur in front of his eyes, the woman in red had arrived in front of the man in yellow, Zhan Mengbai saw clearly that this beautiful woman in red had many wrinkles on her face, her years had already passed away, but her charm was still there live. When the big men in blue shirts saw the beautiful woman in red, they bowed in unison. I saw the beautiful woman in red fixed her eyes on the man in yellow, and said: "I just talked to me with the technique of 'sound transmission', but you?" The man in yellow smiled slightly, and said, "It's a shame." The beautiful woman in red said with a smile: "You can practice the art of 'transmitting sound into secrets' far and near your heart, control it as you wish, and it can still be sent directly to my ear through a door, it must be what Xiao Lan said. That said, he was the most enjoyable opponent in his life." Although she has passed her age, her voice is beautiful and her smile is even more touching. The man in yellow smiled and said, "Looking at Madam's attire, you can tell that she must be the famous 'Mrs. Agni' in the past." The beautiful woman in red smiled softly and said, "You guessed wrong, that's my sister. If I were 'Lady Agni', would I still speak so politely?" The man in yellow laughed and said, "So it's 'Madame Chaoyang', my eyesight is clumsy!" Zhan Mengbai was secretly startled, he would never have imagined that in this Shaolin Temple, he would see Lie Huo and Mrs. Chaoyang who had been famous all over the world forty years ago. The two of them had an affair in the martial arts, which has been handed down to this day, and the names of these two beauties have been implicated with the names of martial arts heroes, there are really countless. On those long lists, the most prominent names are Mr. Lan Da from "Proud Immortal Palace" and the owner of "Valley of Kings". The relationship between these four people is complicated, except for themselves, no one in the martial arts can figure it out, but the more they don't know it, the more rumors there will be. At this moment, one can only see Mrs. Chaoyang's slim body, bathed in the colorful sunset. From a distance, she still has the youth and grace of a young woman in her twenties. She smiled sweetly, and said: "Xiao Lan fought the old monk for her life inside, invited me to be a notary, do you think you have a headache?" The man in yellow asked in surprise: "How could he fight Master Tianfan?" Mrs. Chaoyang smiled and said, "Mostly because of you." The man in yellow said in amazement, "For me? How could it be for me?" Mrs. Chaoyang beckoned lightly and said, "Follow me." The voice stopped, and the boy in blue shirt blocked his way again. Mrs. Chaoyang's complexion darkened, and she said, "What are you going to do?" The blue-shirted boy bowed and said with a smile: "My teacher has ordered that no one can enter the abbot's room except Madam. Madam, you have heard that too." Mrs. Chaoyang said: "I will take him in, and I will be responsible." The blue-shirted boy said: "Disciple Yulu, he only knows how to obey the orders of his master and teacher." Mrs. Chaoyang changed color and said: "So, you don't listen to me anymore?" The blue-shirted boy stood upright and remained silent. Zhan Mengbai secretly praised in his heart: "This young man is really a man." A smile gradually appeared on Mrs. Chaoyang's icy face, and she said, "Good boy, it seems that you are very loyal!" The blue-shirted boy said: "Master's order is hard to disobey, madam forgive me." Mrs. Chaoyang said: "Then, I can only help you." With a raised left hand, the red sleeve flew up, and the right hand suddenly hit the big hole on the blue shirt boy's chest. She shot so fast that she almost didn't even see Zhan Mengbai clearly, she only felt a red shadow flash in front of her eyes, and the blue-clothed boy fell down with a "poof". Mrs. Chaoyang still smiled, and said: "Now I go in, it's none of your business, it's better to lie here, and the acupoints will be untied in a day." In the voice, she stretched out two fingers, held up the sleeves of the man in yellow, and walked towards the abbot's room. Sure enough, no one dared to stop her, and the man in yellow said: "Little brother, come too!" Zhan Mengbai walked a few steps, and couldn't help saying loudly: "This friend obeys the teacher's order wholeheartedly, madam, why did you bother to hurt him?" Mrs. Chaoyang looked back at him and said, "Who are you?" Zhan Mengbai said in a loud voice: "I'm Zhan Mengbai." Madam Chaoyang stopped in her tracks, turned her head to stare at him, Zhan Mengbai stared straight at Madam Chaoyang with piercing eyes, without any fear. The man in yellow watched quietly, but with a smile in his eyes. Mrs. Chaoyang looked at it for a while, then suddenly smiled, and said: "The young man is so angry, he is exactly the same as Xiaolan when he was young." She smiled and said, "You just feel that the boy is as tough-tempered as you, and you feel angry when you see me restraining him, don't you?" Zhan Mengbai said: "Using the big to bully the small, and the strong to bully the weak, I'm here..." Mrs. Chaoyang smiled and said: "Whoever bullied him, I just warned him, telling him not to pretend to be loyal on his face in the future, but there are ghosts in his stomach." Zhan Mengbai said: "If you don't violate the teacher's order, can it be considered a ghost?" Mrs. Chaoyang smiled and said: "I have seen many men in my life, and I will never be wrong. His eyes are not straight, and he is definitely not the person you imagined." Zhan Mengbai said: "Madam's strong words make it difficult for me to convince you." Mrs. Chaoyang smiled and said: "Not only are you as angry as Xiaolan, but you are also as stubborn as him. Okay, you go in first, and I will let him go." The smile in the eyes of the man in yellow was even more obvious, almost laughing out loud. Madam Chaoyang rolled her eyes and said, "What are you laughing at?" Huang Yi said: "If I say it, Madam will be angry." 朝阳夫人眨了眨眼睛，道：“我绝不生气。” 她不但风韵犹存，就连神情动作，也和少女一样。 黄衣人笑道：“江湖传言，夫人对蓝大先生爱得极深，数十年来，有如一日，我本不相信，但今日却信了。” 朝阳夫人道：“此话怎讲？” 黄衣人道：“常言道：'爱屋及乌'，是以夫人看到与蓝大先生脾气相同的人，也有了好感，否则……” 他微笑接道：“否则以夫人脾气，怎会对我这小兄弟如此客气？” 朝阳夫人呆了半晌，忽然幽幽一叹，道：“不错，我是很喜欢他……” 语声突顿，挥手道：“你们先进去吧！” 黄衣人目光一闪，那闪动的光芒中，似乎隐藏着一些秘密，是什么秘密？除了他自己，有谁知道？ 他轻轻掀开竹帘，身形微闪，轻烟般掠入了方丈室。 只见一缕缕淡烟香气，自一具紫铜香炉中袅娜四溢，弥漫在这窗明几净，微尘不染的方丈室中。 云床上，正盘膝端坐着，巍奇磊落的蓝大先生，他仍然穿着一袭蓝布道袍，但面色却异常地凝重。 盘膝坐在他对面的，正是当代最负盛名的高僧，江湖中德望最隆的名侠，少林派当今掌门人天凡大师。 他两人各自伸出右掌，掌心相抵，显然正在以数十年来性命交修的内力相拼，但在两人之间，却又放着一盘围棋。 残局未竟，天凡大师左手食中二指，捻着一粒白色棋子，沉吟已久，还没有放将下去。 蓝大先生闪电般的眼神，也正在凝视着棋局，思考着下一步棋路，他两道浓眉，已自紧紧纠结在一起。 原来这两位一代武林高手，竟一面以内力相拼，一面还在下棋，这当真是自古未有的名家比斗。 要知内力乃是武功之修为，棋道却是智慧之集粹，两件事非但绝不相关，而且还会互相牵制。 只因这两件事俱是必需集中心力，方能制胜，微一分心，内力便散，一步失着，也是满盘皆输。 但是他两人此刻竟能心分二用。既不能因下棋分心，而使内力涣散，也不能因内力专注，而下错棋着。 黄衣人一步掠入，不禁立刻怔在当地，跟在他身后的展梦白，见了这场别开生面的武功、智慧大搏斗，更是目定口呆，动弹不得。 只因他两人得知此番的比斗，不但已是武功、智慧的最最高峰，而且不能有丝毫差错。 只闻一阵幽香飘来，朝阳夫人也闪身而入。 但蓝大先生与天凡大师，都已到了忘情忘我之境，室中多了一人，少了一人，他们竟丝毫没有觉察，可见他们早已使出了自己的每一分精力，每一分智慧，正是孤注一掷，生死俄顷。