Chapter 53 Adding fuel to the fire

"Have you still come this far?"

Lu Yuan, who was eating melon seeds on the eaves in the distance, sighed. He thought that after having so much influence, the subsequent plot would be different. As a result, Linghu Chong was still expelled from Huashan.

"Is this man sick? His childhood sweetheart and the master and his wife who raised him are all in Huashan. He gave them all up for a woman he has known for less than a few months. I really don't know what he thinks. Where is his butt? I can’t tell the difference!”

Lu Hua'er was extremely angry. She started to complain non-stop after Linghu Chong made his decision, especially the words "childhood sweetheart".

"Hey, let's just have fun. Don't talk about him. The time has come. Let's add more fire to this party."

Below, with Lao Yue going off behind his back, it seemed that the end of the competition was announced.

Ren Yingying happily helped Ren Woxing and the others up.

Zuo Lengchan looked at the two seriously injured people on the field and said to Yue Buqun who came back: "I hope you understand what you are doing!"

"Senior Brother Zuo, don't worry, Yue knows it well." Lao Yue replied lightly.

At this moment, both of them understood what the other person was talking about, so they stopped talking and said no more.

Fang Zheng and Chongxu next to them already had smiles on their faces, "Little friend Linghu, what Master Yue just said was truly from the bottom of his heart. In the future, even if you are not in Huashan, you must stick to your own path and abide by your true heart."

Linghu Chong cupped his hands without energy.

"Forget it, go ahead!"

"Wait a minute~~!" Yu Canghai took a step forward and looked at everyone, "They were seriously injured. Do they really want to miss such a good opportunity?!"

Before Lao Yue could speak, Fang Zheng already sighed and said, "Oh, Master Yu, let them go. We have made an agreement first, and we, the noble and upright people, cannot break their trust."

Yu Canghai still wanted to speak, when suddenly fire and black smoke burst out from the northwest corner of Shaolin.

"Master, you're out of luck! That seems to be...the Sutra-Tiding Pavilion!"

Fang Zheng's hand holding the rosary suddenly tightened, and his brows furrowed.

"Master, let's put out the fire!" Immediately, a group of monks stood up and wanted to run towards the Sutra Pavilion.

"Wait, wait a minute!" The old monk subconsciously stopped him. Seeing the disciples and other sects looking at him one after another, he could only bite the bullet and said: "First go to the woodshed and practice ground to fetch water!"

"yes!"

Watching his disciples leave, Fang Zheng felt anxious. This was the only time he could delay, hoping that the imperial guards could leave in time.

"Master, look at the fire, let's go help together!"

There was an immediate suggestion in the crowd, and soon there was a lot of support.

Fang Zheng hurriedly announced the name of the Buddha, "Amitabha, Shaolin sincerely appreciates the good intentions of all donors. However, this matter is Shaolin's internal private matter, so it is inconvenient to bother you. Now that today's matter has been settled, everyone please return home. Well, Shaolin still has a lot of things to deal with, so I may not be able to provide a comprehensive reception. I hope you will be considerate and considerate. "

Everyone mentioned it enthusiastically, but they didn't expect that the Shaolin Temple would immediately start chasing people away.

Zuo Lengchan thought of something immediately, "Hey, what are you talking about, master? We are all decent fellows, and it is our duty to help each other with small favors, so why bother talking about it."

After saying this, he would call for people to rush to put out the fire.

Fang Zheng's face darkened instantly and he stood in front of everyone, but before he could speak, a scream came from the Sutra Pavilion.

Fang Zheng and Chongxu's complexions changed at the same time.

Zuo Lengchan took the opportunity to shout, "Let's go help!"

Let's talk. The first one took the lead in running Qinggong and rushed towards the Sutra Pavilion. The second one to follow was Yue Buqun, followed by Yu Canghai, Mo Da and other head disciples.

Fang Zheng and Chongxu, who were left behind, were too late to stop them and could only follow closely.

At this time, outside the Sutra Pavilion, which was used as a place of arson.

As early as after the fire started, Lu Yuan blocked the courtyard at the entrance alone. The bag around his waist was filled with stones, and he had already removed the hidden whistles around him.

He looked in the direction of the Sutra Pavilion, and his meaning was obvious.

If you like to hide, then don’t come out!

In the distance, Lu Hua'er gave him a "all goes well" gesture and then hid aside to watch the show.

After a while, the Jin Yiwei who were smoked out by the fireworks began to rush out of the Sutra Pavilion.

They are of good quality, and they can control their voices when moving in a group. They intend to evacuate quietly.

How is this possible? !

Whoosh whoosh!

Lu Yuan opened his hands and shot out stones one after another, knocking down those who grabbed the door and stepped out of the window one by one.

At this time, the special thing Lu Hua'er added to the flames also had an effect. A group of Jin Yiwei began to feel their eyes dry. At first, they thought it was caused by the smoke, until they started to feel spicy, itchy, and finally their eyes were red and swollen. I couldn't see, I couldn't bear the pain anymore, and I started to scream.

Lu Yuan kept his hands on his hands, watching a group of people running around blindly, and muttered, "Fortunately, I didn't listen to Hua'er, use some powerful aphrodisiac..."

At this moment, he heard the sound of someone coming from far behind and knew it was time to retreat.

I'm just a little regretful that I didn't see the leading man in black.

While I was thinking about it, a window in the corner of the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion suddenly opened, and a black shadow flew out, seeming to go away.

Lu Yuan's eyes lit up, and the original stones in his hands were replaced by iron beads.

"Go back!"

Just listen to the whooshing sound!

The iron beads shot out, hitting the black shadow that had just flown out, and then knocked it back into the window.

After doing this, the sound coming from behind was already approaching, and there was only a matter of turning a corner for the two sides to meet.

Lu Yuan made a wrong step and floated ten feet away in an instant, avoiding the first glance of everyone who came first. Then he stepped on the ground again, flew several feet high and jumped to the roof, avoiding the glances of everyone. In a second glance, when a group of people rushed into the hospital, Lu Yuan had already disappeared.

But against the backdrop of the flames, the Jin Yiwei running away wailing, was so dazzling.

Of course, those people were not wearing Feiyu suits at the moment, and were still dressed like sectarians, but they just assumed the role of the murderers who set fire to the temple.

As for why they are so miserable, maybe it is the back-up left behind by Shaolin?

In short, when Zuo Lengchan saw this scene, he immediately made a plan in his mind.

Seeing that Fang Zheng's expression was ugly, he secretly thought, "What a coincidence," and opened his mouth to yell loudly, "How brave! You thieves actually left and came back, and openly burned down the ancient Shaolin temple. You really think that the Buddha didn't look angry when you smashed the Buddha's temple in this way. Time?"

Zuo Lengchan's words are exactly what Master Fang Zheng said not long ago. It can be said that they are the back and forth.

After hearing this, most of the disciples of Dorin immediately became red-eyed.

Before Fang Zheng could even open his mouth, one by one they were already knocking on him with sticks.

There were disciples from other sects around who came forward to help, but Lao Yue and Zuo Lengchan stopped the disciples from their own sect. After Mo Da and Ding Xian saw it, they also followed the instructions and thought thoughtfully. Only Tianmen Taoist was enthusiastic. rushed forward.

Bang bang bang! !

"ah!!!"

"Ah, don't hit!!!"

"Don't fight!! We are not..."

The screams around him suddenly became even more shrill.

Seeing that people had already lost their lives, Fang Zheng could no longer care about Zuo Lengchan's push, and stood up with a dark face to stop him, "Stop! Stop everyone! Save people now!"

What can he say? Is it really possible to kill him? !

However, the Shaolin disciples who heard what he said were not angry. They had also heard Zuo Lengchan's words just now. How could the abbot still want to save people in this situation? If this kind of smashing on the mountain gate is not punished, what will happen in the future? Where is the majesty of Shaolin? !

"What are you doing standing still? Didn't you hear me?! Save people first!" Fang Zheng increased his tone.

Many monks gritted their teeth and said "Yes!", while rubbing their eyes that started to itch, they reluctantly started to save people.

Zuo Lengchan looked a little stunned.

Finally, he said angrily, "Such magnanimity, Master is merciful!"

But when this sentence fell into the ears of Fang Zheng and other monks, it was so ironic.

Lu Yuan, who was watching this scene from a distance, smiled happily and exclaimed, "What a talent!"