Zongwu, because I have a bad mouth, you treat me as a villain?

Last time Zhao Min recruited the four evil men, Yue Buqun and Jinlun Dharma King went to Guangmingding together.

As a result, Yue Buqun was too frightened to draw his sword.

The four villains weren't much better.

Even King Jinlun is no match for Wu An.

After fighting Wu An, he left inexplicably.

If Yue Buqun and the four evil men hadn't exerted great force when fighting against the six sects, Zhao Min would definitely not have let them go.

But just for this matter, Zhao Min also figured out the whole story.

When Yue Buqun was in the Ming Dynasty, he was scared out of his wits by Wu An.

As for the four villains, they are even more unreliable. They have a character that bullies the weak and fears the strong.

After paying the price, Zhao Min tried his best to persuade Yao Yue, the master of Yihua Palace.

Of course, I didn’t come alone this time.

Instead, he brought a handsome young man with him.

It is said that it brings a lot of insights.

It's just that this young master has a face as cold as frost. He has never said a word to anyone since he came to Ruyang Prince's Mansion, and no one has seen him speak, so Zhao Min doesn't care.

……

Lin Pingzhi came to Shaolin Temple all the way.

On the way, I also met several waves of martial arts people going to Shaolin.

Lin Pingzhi pretended not to see it and was on his way except for necessary rest.

When the two young 21 monks at the entrance of the Shaolin Temple saw the visitor, they quickly saluted:"Amitabha, donor.……"

In the past few days, martial arts people often come with guns and sticks.

The abbot specifically told them that if they meet martial arts people, they must be treated with caution and do not cause trouble for Shaolin.

So these two young monks seemed very polite.

It makes sense for the abbot to let the two young monks serve as guest monks.

People are more tolerant of children.

Even if you say the wrong thing, people won't mind.

If something really goes wrong, dozens of guardian monks can run out of the temple in just one breath.

Lin Pingzhi smiled:"Little monk, stop talking nonsense and tell your abbot that I, Lin Pingzhi, will get the dragon-slaying knife for my elder brother."

When the two young monks heard this, they quickly turned around and ran away.

Lin Pingzhi smiled proudly.

I, Lin Pingzhi, am not an unknown person in the world of the Yuan Dynasty, so I frightened these two young monks.

I don't eat people.

Abbot Kongwen received the report from the young monk and frowned:"Are you sure you are talking about Lin Pingzhi?"

"Yes, abbot, that man was weird, dressed strangely, and spoke strangely. When he opened his mouth, he said he wanted to get the dragon-slaying knife for his elder brother."

Abbot Kongwen searched his mind and felt that the name was very strange. He seemed to have never heard of it. There were people with names in the Yuan Dynasty. Abbot Kongwen had heard of them even if he had never seen them.

Abbot Kongwen thought for a while and said :"Just say I'm not here and send him away!"

After all, he is also the abbot of Shaolin.

There are too many people visiting Shaolin these days.

If he receives every one of them, I'm afraid he won't have to sleep.Can't wait to finish.

And each of these people had the same purpose, either to seek revenge on Xie Xun, or to take a look at the Dragon Slaying Sword.

As a result, Lin Pingzhi was lucky and wanted the dragon-slaying knife directly.

What kind of place is Shaolin? If you ask for a dragon-slaying knife, we have to give it to you?

Yes, the Dragon Sword is indeed in our Shaolin hands.

But Lin Pingzhi's weight was not enough for Shaolin to hand over the dragon-slaying knife.

Even if Zhang Sanfeng comes in person, it won't work.

The two young monks looked at each other, turned around and ran out.

"Young monk, where are you, the abbot? The two young monks kicked and hissed angrily and ran to Lin Pingzhi. They clasped their hands together in salute and said,"Owner, our abbot is not here, please come back.""

Hearing this, Lin Pingzhi felt like he was about to spit out a mouthful of blood. He thought that his reputation as Lin Pingzhi was loud enough.

But it turned out that the abbot didn't even want to see him.

What the hell.

In fact, Abbot Kongwen cannot be blamed.

You must know that when he was at Guangmingding, Lin Pingzhi’s name was Mobei Xionger.

If Lin Pingzhi said Mobei Xionger, Abbot Kongwen would definitely not have this reaction.

"good! good! good! What my elder brother said is indeed true. The bald donkeys in Shaolin are all a bunch of blind idiots who are just looking for fame and reputation. I didn’t believe it before, but now I believe it."

When the two young monks heard that Lin Pingzhi dared to scold Shaolin in front of his face, they immediately became furious.

Looking at Lin Pingzhi's temperament, they thought he was some kind of martial arts hero or senior master.

But the abbot's reaction was what the abbot had told him before. , you have to be polite to others these days.

But for this kind of little unknown person, it should be fine. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

The two young monks suddenly cursed angrily:"You... This stinky thing who is neither male nor female, neither human nor demon, dares to call me Shaolin. Leave quickly, otherwise don’t blame us brothers for being rude."

Lin Pingzhi was already angry. When he heard that these two little things dared to scold him like this, he became even more angry.

"good! good! good! Shaolin is so majestic, even two young monks have such courage"

"My elder brother is right, political power comes from the barrel of a gun"

"If you don’t see me in Shaolin, I will beat you until you do!"

"Snapped! Snapped!"Two slaps.

The two young monks were beaten and spun around twice.

The two young monks were stunned.

When they reacted, they immediately felt burning pain in their cheeks.

"Wow wow wow...Senior brother, abbot, someone hit me!"

"Wow wow wow……"

The two young monks ran back crying.

Lin Pingzhi is still furious

"Shaolin, if you don’t give me the dragon-slaying knife today, I, Lin Pingzhi, will never be done with you."

Lin Ping held the sword in one hand and the hem of his skirt in the other, and climbed up the steps.[]

The fiery red robe is like a blooming fire lotus

"Brother, I, Lin Pingzhi, will definitely help you get the dragon-slaying knife!"

"As long as it's what Big Brother wants, I, Lin Pingzhi, will definitely help Big Brother do it."

"Even if you die, you will definitely do it!"

Having just taken two steps, I heard a rush of footsteps.

Then I saw dozens of Shaolin monks rushing out of the gate.

Lin Pingzhi's face was as clear as autumn water, and there was no wave on his face.

"Who is coming? Sign up?"

"Lin Pingzhi!"

"Why did you break into my Shaolin? Why did you beat me, a Shaolin boy?"

"I've said it before, and it doesn't hurt to say it again. I came to 737 to get the dragon-slaying knife. As for why I beat you, Shaolin boy?"

"Hee hee... Just hit me, what can you do to me?"

Lin Pingzhi made an orchid finger, looking unconcerned.

"How brave! How dare you be so arrogant in our Shaolin territory? I'm looking for a fight!"

Dozens of Shaolin monks held long sticks and rushed towards Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled:"Well done."

The last"good" word had just been spoken.

Lin Pingzhi's sword had already been Started waving

"middle!"

"middle! middle!"

"middle! middle! middle!"

Every time the word"中" is spoken, a Shaolin stick monk will be knocked to the ground by Lin Pingzhi. In a few breaths, a large area of ​​bald donkeys wailing in pain is already lying on the ground.

At this time, Lin Pingzhi Pingzhi's sword has not been unsheathed yet

"Hehe... Since you are so polite, then I won't be polite."

The two young monks who had been slapped twice by Lin Pingzhi were stunned.

They didn't see clearly how Lin Pingzhi took action.

It seemed that in just the blink of an eye, these senior brothers who usually admired them so much were stunned. Lying all over the floor

"Young monk, why don't you tell your abbot that I, Lin Pingzhi, am here to get a knife! If you are wise, prepare your dragon-slaying knife quickly and offer it obediently. Otherwise, I won’t mind piercing your Shaolin."

Lin Pingzhi said charmingly, like a woman.

But the two young monks trembled in fright, turned around and ran away again.