Every morning, Dongfeng just spit out white fish belly, Master Yuan Liang and Tuer Huihai are already practicing martial arts in the birch forest. The master is a tall man, about seventy years old, with a smiling face of a Tathagata Buddha, glowing red, treats others kindly, and loves his disciples like a child. On martial arts: Shaolin, , Wudang , and Tai Chi are all set in one, which is a great skill. Hui Hai is an orphan. He has been with a teacher for ten years and a martial artist for ten years. Although he is lean, he is flexible as a monkey. Because of the war, the master sent him down the mountain and stayed there, holding on to wait on the master for a lifetime, in order to repay the grace of adoption.
Xiaying Temple is only ten miles away from Qingdao City. Before the fall, there were many pilgrims and the incense was flourishing. It used to be brilliant. Since the Japanese invaders stumbled into Qingdao, the pilgrims disappeared and the incense was interrupted. When it was too difficult, the mage sent the monks down to earn a living. Only when Huihai could not drive away, he stayed with him.
There is a monkey in Huihai, so it is destined. It was two years ago. Huihai went down the mountain to Qingdao City to buy rice. When he returned to the roadside, he saw a little monkey squatting and screaming. There was an inch-long wound back, still dripping blood. Hui Hai moved his compassion, so he put it on the shoulder and picked it back for treatment. After seeing people's hearts for a long time, the monkey is a spiritual animal. After the wound was healed, he decided that he was the master and never left, and became Huihai's inseparable partner. Every morning when learning martial arts, the little monkey climbs up the tree to watch. As time goes by, the little monkey with spirituality will follow his master to practice martial arts, and he will please the master even more. Huihai named it empty, and since then it has added a lot of fun to the monotonous life.
Unexpectedly, there are unexpected events in the sky, and disasters suddenly fall from the sky. This morning, after Hui Hai had eaten breakfast, he picked up the basket and went down the mountain to buy rice. Just walking down the mountain, the sun flag suddenly appeared in his sight, and a group of Japanese soldiers was walking up the mountain. , Hurried back up the mountain to report to the mage, and closed the temple door tightly. After a while, heavily armed Japanese devils surrounded Kasumakage Temple and beat the gate of the temple. Huihai opened the door, and the mage walked out the door, hurriedly saluting: "I don't know if the donor is coming, the poor way is too far to welcome, please forgive me, sin, sin." At this time, a body was wearing a commanding knife, with a striped face and mung bean eyes. After a Japanese officer with a shandan beard came and bowed for ninety degrees, he smiled back and said: "Master, what's the crime of someone who doesn't know? I have long looked up to the Master's name,Come to visit today, please let the Master go down the mountain for a while. "When the mage heard this, his mouth was so surprised that he couldn't think that this Japanese devil was a Chinese expert! Then, a translator wearing glasses hurriedly introduced: "Mage, don't you know?" He is the Chief of Staff of Tuxi of the City Defense Command. "Yeah, it turned out to be the chief of staff of Tuxi, disrespectful, disrespectful, Amitabha. "Mage, please." "Slow, Buddhism is a clean place, how can there be knives and guns, murderous inviting each other?" "Haha, the mage has misunderstood, don't worry, this is to protect the mage's safety, let's go." The mage pretended to be confused on the surface, but he understood the truth of "toasting, not eating or punishing wine" in his heart. The disciple said: "Hui Hai, you are optimistic about your family, and you have left as a teacher.
All the way to the headquarters, just stepping into the hall, a table of authentic Chinese dishes greeted your eyes, and the smell of wine and meat bursts in. "Master, the journey is hard, please come to your seat." "Pan Dao vomits when he sees meat and wine, please do it yourself." ""idiot! Seeing the mage's refusal, Tu Xi wanted to get angry, and then laughed wildly: "Hahaha, I thought that the mage was Lu Zhishen , but he misunderstood. People come, all moved away and replaced with vegetarian meals. "After the mage had eaten, Tuxi waved his hand, and the mage was sent to his back room by two guards to be imprisoned. For three consecutive days, he did not see Tuxi summoning, nor did he see Tuxi. Japanese women served daily and guards at the door day and night. Standing guard. The mage was imprisoned in this way, almost isolated from the world, and his heart was so upset, I don’t know how the disciple lives now? Is the Xiaying Temple being robbed? Makes the mage very concerned. Swish, the ominous omen strikes the mage’s heart, the Japanese robbers do everything. They can do it, it’s their nature to lose their conscience, they can’t go on like this, they have to go back to Xiaying Temple. When the mage walked to the door, the door was locked, looking out from the crack of the door, two Japanese devils stood guard at the door, relying on their own Martial arts, dealing with a few Japanese devils is not a problem, but I still can’t figure out the purpose of Tuxi’s inviting him to this purpose. I can’t touch it, so I have to give up. Whenever comes at night, the mage with longing and resentment will do meditation every night until three. Even more days. On the third night, when the mage was sitting in the dead of night, a monkey suddenly got in from the window. The mage opened his eyes, it turned out that it was Kong Kong, and his heart was filled with joy, and he beckoned Kong Kong to bed. Kong Kong jumped to bed. Close to the mage, the mage stroked, and suddenly his hand touched the note tied with a rope under the neck of the empty neck, he opened the note, struck a match and looked at it carefully.Look at the anger and heartburn! It turned out that the next morning after the Master left, Tuxi brought a team of Japanese devils to search the Xiaying Temple, and then lit the fire. The disciple didn't find it, and wandered to Qingdao with nothing.
"Vicious earth tin, burn my Xiaying Temple, cut my home, I can't spare you!" The mage was so angry that he scolded earth tin in his heart, and then struck a match. The note burned. The mage wanted to write a note to comfort the disciple, but he had no choice but to give up without paper and pen, so he patted it and let it go. Drilling out of the window empty, the mage continued to do meditation. After dawn, the interpreter came to call the mage to the headquarters. Tuxi sat on the chair of the grandmaster, saw the master come in, and asked with a smile: "Master, how many days can I eat and sleep well?" The master sarcastically said, "Thanks for your care, the maid takes care of it, and the guards guard the door. It's really caring. Be prepared!" "Mage, don't get me wrong, I did this for the sake of the mage's safety." "Don't come to the cats and cry mice pretending to be fake." "Where did the mage go? For the common prosperity of East Asia, and to build a royal paradise." , I invite you to come this time, I want to ask the mage to offer a treasure." "Pan Dao only has a robes on his body, so poor, what kind of treasure can he have? What you say is better than singing, go search!" "You are How can the incarnation of the gods blaspheme the gods? Don’t get me wrong." "Why do you run counter to the gods and do that shameful deeds behind your back?" "Baga!" Tuxi was angry, "Who dares to insult the imperial army anymore? , Dead dead!" "I have already done it, what else is my guilty conscience? Come on, there is one life!"
Tu Xi took out the command knife, and then took it back fiercely. The mage seemed to respect the King Kong Arhat, and laughed loudly: "Why pretend, you guys, burned the Xiaying Temple, why I am afraid of a seven-foot body. Come on, do it!"
With the temperament of steel, Tuxi's face immediately turned cloudy and clear: "Master, you have misunderstood again. You have guessed it, and I don't want to hide it. We burned the Xiaying Temple to save the Buddhist scriptures from others and keep them on their behalf. , And I invite you to the headquarters, I would like to invite you to cooperate with the imperial army for a long time.” After listening, the mage confronted tit-for-tat, with a thorn in his words: “Chief of Staff Tuxi, thank you for your kind intentions, but this is already the land of tigers and wolves, may I ask, Can snakes and rats have a nest together? Hahaha!" "Ba Ga!" Tu Xi was not to be outdone, and used his carbine back: "Master, there is an old saying in China, you can't cry if you don't see a coffin.Come, bring him in! "
The mage looked up and saw that it was his disciple Huihai who was bound by the five flowers and pushed through the door. "Huihai, how did you get caught?" "Master, they lied to me to see you, and they tied me up as soon as they entered the door." "Chief of Staff Tuxi, he is still a child, let him go!" "Mage, let him go, but you have to cooperate with us." "Let's listen, what a cooperative method?" "I have already obtained the first half of the Thought Classic from you, and I would like to ask you to take out the second half.
"Who told the secret?
"Well this"
"If you don't want to say it, don't even think about it.
"Bring him in." "
It turned out that it was another disciple of the mage named Huiliu. He was not tied up. He came in and knelt in front of the mage: "Master, I was so obsessed with my head, who wanted to receive the reward by saying "The Thoughts" Knowing that the reward was not received, he was beaten instead. Master, please spare me. "Scum!" "The mage flew a kick and kicked Huiliu out of the door.
Tuxi is a greed of cultural relics and antiques. Whenever he goes to a place, he will search out all the cultural relics, antiques, calligraphy and painting books. Implemented scheming, posted a list and posted that whoever offered or said that the treasure was rewarded. Hui Liu was the trick of Tuxi and betrayed the master. Not only did he not receive the reward, he was also beaten and beaten badly. After the suffering of flesh and blood, he was locked up, and threatened to put him to death if he could not get the second half of "The Book of Thoughts" of the mage. It was just a cocoon. He smiled and said: "Mage, you scolded and beaten, so let's get back to business. You see, "Thinking Classics" can't be concealed, so let's take out the second half. "Because the disciple became a hostage, and couldn't find a way to save him for a while, it seemed that I had to go one step at a time. The master said: "Excuse me, the upper half of the "Thinking Classic" in your hand is mine for two years. I wrote it before. As for the second half, I haven't written yet. What do you tell me to take? "This is easy to handle." "Tu Xi said with a smile: "Master, I will give you ten days. In ten days, if you finish writing, I will let your disciple go." "As long as you promise to release my disciple, I will write. ""a man of his words. Okay, I promise. Hahaha! "
There was no light in the cell,To make it easier for the Master to write a book, Tuxi asked someone to install an electric light. For three consecutive nights, Tuxi walked to the window of the Master. Seeing that the Master kept his promise, the brush was dipped in ink, and he wrote attentively under the lamp, he was very happy. An unnoticeable sneer flashed across his face, and he cursed in his heart: "Old bald donkey, wait for you to write, and I will send you to the west!"
On the fourth night, after the second shift, the mage slapped the door and shouted: "Quickly Call Tuxi to see me!" The shout shook the headquarters, and Tuxi came in his pajamas and stood outside the window and said, "Master, this is the headquarters, don't yell, do you have anything to do with me?" Chief of Staff Tuxi, I don’t have the upper half of reference, it’s really difficult to write it down, please bring the upper half of the Thought Classics." The sudden request of the mage made Tuxi surprised and unavoidably suspicious, this old bald What is the donkey's attempt to return to the upper half? If he doesn't give it, he can't continue to write, seeing that he is about to get the treasure, isn't it a waste of all his previous work? Fortunately, the hostages are in my hands, and the guards guard him, so that he dare not go crazy.
Tuxi finally brought the first half of the "Thoughts of Thought", the Master held it in his hand, and he loved it. It was his own painstaking effort, and the joy immediately spread all over his body. Can the mage be unhappy? This is the result of his scheming. If it weren't for being a hostage apprentice, the Master wouldn't want to write for three nights. But whenever I move a pen, the figure of Tuxi is always swaying in front of him, the sly smile on the face of that strip, the insidious murderous intent hidden in the eyes of the mung beans, it is concluded that he is a devil who eats people and does not spit out bones. Seeing that he is still He didn't dare to touch half of his vellus hair, but waited until the second half of the draft was finished, and he was sure to commit a murder to himself. The master wanted to never let the book written by the Chinese fall into the hands of the robbers, and the first half of the book was taken back by the envoy. I can’t write any more in the second half. While there are still six days left, it is the day when Tuxi relaxes. Thinking of this, the mage felt confident. First hide the unwritten manuscripts in the upper and lower half, write a note in a hurry, turn off the light, and then send out a whistle calling for Kongkong; Kongkong and Huihai are separated from the mage every night. Fang, Kongkong heard the call, Hui Hai patted its butt: "Go." It went out of the window and came under the wizard's window, and jumped in. The mage tied the note to Kongkong's neck, patted it, and went out of the window to return to the master. Huihai took the note, approached the window, and took a look at the hazy moonlight: "Prepare for action." It was the master's plan to escape, telling herself to prepare.
For a while, Huihai called her stomachache and shit.The guard guarding the gate was forced to open the door. As soon as the door opened, the two Japanese devils who were still sleepy had somehow hit the acupuncture points by Hui Hai and couldn't move. Hui Hai, who had accumulated hatred for many days, immediately drew the bayonet from them, and each of them took a single blow. Their fate. Hui Hai brought the bayonet to join the master. The mage had already succeeded, and he ended up with two Japanese devils guarding the gate, waiting for the arrival of the disciples.
Master and apprentice meet, don't say how happy it is. But this place is not a place to stay for a long time. The mage urged, "Go!"
is already deeper, all around it is pitch black, and the moonlight is dim. When the master and apprentice approached the headquarters wall, they were suddenly spotted by two army dogs, barking at one side. Attacked on one side. After the mage broke, he screamed "not good" and turned back to deal with the two vicious dogs. In his urgency, he used Tai Chi tricks. With one palm, he killed the first army dog that rushed up, and then shot out again with the second palm. The army dog had no time to grunt, and followed his soul to the west. Hui Hai has jumped onto the wall and leaned on the wall and whispered: "Master, hurry up." It was already too late. The barking noise of the dog had already alarmed the Japanese. The lights in the headquarters room were on and someone shouted, "The old monk is running away!" "Tu Xi rushed out of the room in her pajamas holding the command knife and screamed, "Hit me hard, everything is dead!" The mage killed two army dogs, and just about to jump onto the wall, he was shot. After hitting and falling down the wall, there was a pain in the chest, and then blood gushed out. The mage knew that he couldn't do it. Even the martial arts peerless world would not have the magic to return to heaven. He had to take out the "Thinking Classic" from his arms and slam it on the wall. , Shouted at the disciple: "Hui Hai, catch it, run away!" Hui Hai saw an object flying, raised his hand to catch it, and heard the master urging him to run away, then looked at the master, with grief The mood flew down the wall and ran out of the city riding the night.
Seeing that Tuxi knocked down the mage, he came over with a smile and sarcastically said: "Old bald donkey, you can't escape my palm. Come take the Thought Book!" "You dream , The robber of Gouri, you must not die!" "I must not die? Hahaha! Let me fulfill you!" Just as Tuxi raised the commanding knife to hack the mage, he said that it was too late, then soon, a dark shadow Pounced on, hearing only a scream of "Ah" from Tuxi, the commanding knife slipped from his hand, and the pain caused him to fall to the ground and roll back and forth, crying and crying.
Guess, who is the shadow that threw on the soil and tin? It turned out to be empty. When it saw that the mage was knocked down by a bullet and fell to the ground,Anxiously jumped off the wall, squatting a few feet away from the mage. Just as Tu Xi was raising his knife to slash the mage for a moment, he suddenly rushed on, grabbing his eyes, Tu Xi's left eyeball was hooked out, and his right eye was caught blind. No wonder Tu Xi was so painful that he deserved it. Kongkong avenged the mage, leaped onto the wall while taking advantage of the moonlight, and followed the master.
Although Tuxi was in pain, he did not forget his revenge. He screamed: "Don't let him run, catch him! Catch him!" So, the gunshots and shouts were chaotic. The city is terrifying.
The mage saw that Kongkong avenged him, and saw Tuxi's painful end, and thought that "The Thoughts" had been taken away by the disciple, and closed his eyes with a smile.
That night, Hui Hai and Kong Kong escaped from Qingdao City. They turned over two hills before the genius was lighted up, and then they sat down to rest after seeing that there was no danger in their surroundings. Huihai put the blood-stained "Thoughts of Thought" on the ground. This is the master's painstaking effort. He should return to the master and dig a hole with a bayonet to bury the blood-stained "Thoughts of Thought" and pile it into a grave. At this moment, Hui Hai burst into tears, knelt down in front of the grave, knocked three times and cried out: "Master, I have returned the Thought Classic to you, rest in peace!" Then, Hui Hai stood up and took the bayonet. Shake down the mountain, take the sky above, and walk towards the place where the sun rises.
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