Chapter 41

PS: now it's all over the place, and it's almost 100000 words. It's only 17 people watching. I've failed enough

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Name: pangtoutuo

Alias: None

Martial arts: Yixing footwork, Longxing Bada

Internal skill: Dragon mental skill

Combat power: CCD

Psychology: the fake empress dowager has a 42 chapter classic in her hand. This time, the antidote is available. There will be no need to worry about it for a while. "

Mo Yi looked at the information in his mind and said that all the information, martial arts and psychology of fat Toutuo were displayed in his eyes.

"Oh? Boy, you have a good eye. Hand in the Forty-two Chapters, and I can spare your life. "Fat Toutuo recognized him and said happily.

"Give me a break? Ha ha ha

Mo also laughed, and his body jumped up. He directly hit the tianlinggai of fat Toutuo.

The fat Toutuo knew Mo Yi's strength, but he was not arrogant. He took out his weapon, cut it off, and went straight to Mo Yi's waist. Under the struggle, he was afraid that Mo Yi might be dismembered.

"What's the matter with you Fat head Tuo flashed a thought in his heart and thought in surprise.

Mo also did not dodge, no defense, a palm and then toward fat head Tuo's tianlinggai and up, under the powerful shot.

"How could it be?"

Fat Toutuo had two surprises in his heart at this time. One was that he cut his knife at Mo Yi's waist, but he didn't cut half of it, even his clothes were not broken; Second, Mo Yi clapped his hand on his tianlinggai, but he didn't have anything to do and didn't get hurt.

"Hoo." Pangtoutuo was relieved to know that he was not dead.

"Do you feel lucky?" Mo also strange smile, extremely terror and cold asked.

The fat head Tuo looked at Mo Yi, his eyes widened instantly and roared: "what's this?"

In an instant, countless black spider silk sprang out, and the tianlinggai had already entangled it. In an instant, he tightened the whole body of pangtoutuo and couldn't move.

"Hum" Mo also looked at the fat Toutuo bound by layers, sneered and walked out.

"Xianggong, great" Shuanger looks at the fat Toutuo being subdued and claps his hands in an instant.

"Shuang'er, give him a slap to relieve Qi." Mo Yi stroked shuang'er and said with a smile.

"Ah?" Shuang'er takes a look at the ferocious fat Toutuo, then quickly shakes his head and says, "I dare not, shuang'er dare not."

"It's all right" Mo also looks at Shuanger's facial expressions and movements, smiles and comforts.

For a long time, shuang'er gave fat Toutuo a slap, which was not big or small.

"Bang."

"Poof."

Mo also gave fat Toutuo a slap directly. He flew out in a flash, hit the tree and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Go back and tell Hong Antong that I will ask him for advice sooner or later."

Mo also cold voice toward fat head Tuo, immediately turned in his arms, issued a package, and left with Shuanger.

In Wutai Mountain, Qingliang temple, Mo Yi and Shuanger went on their way for several days and finally arrived at their destination. At the same time, they also produced an extra forty-two chapter Sutra with red flags.

This scripture was originally in the hands of Chabo. I don't know what method Mao Dongzhu used to seize the Scripture in his hands, then handed it to fat Toutuo, and then came to Mo Yi's hands.

"I don't know what you want to do here." a little monk stopped Mo Yi and others and asked cautiously.

"My son, I want to do something here. Monk Zhai offers to Buddha," the groom said to the little monk.

At the same time, several porters put down some of the robes, lamp oil and wax. These were all prepared by Mo Yi. Last time, tens of thousands of taels of silver bills were spent all his life in this era.

The little monk looked at Mo Yi a few times and then said, "I'll go and tell the abbot if you talk inside."

Immediately, Mo Yi took all the people to Qingliang temple. After entering Qingliang temple, it was not luxurious, even simple. There were only dozens of monks chanting sutras, and the temple was not big.

"Little benefactor, what do you want to do?"

After a while, I saw an old monk come out, but he was full of air and asked.

"The footstep is steady, the breath is peaceful, have the martial arts foundation" Mo also looked at this abbot, in the heart secretly a way.

Mo also chuckled: "I want to ask the abbot to do the Dharma for seven days and seven nights. There are still some friends who have passed away my father.".

"Little benefactor, this kind of Dharma is done by the Pure Land Sect. Our Zen sect won't do it. Please go back."

The abbot didn't say much, so he just pushed Mo back, and then turned away.

Looking at the abbot leaving, Mo also immediately said: "but I have taken all these things, so I have to accept them." with that, Mo also asked the porters to distribute the robes and so on.

"Shuanger, let's go" Mo Yi whispered, then he took Shuanger's catkin and walked straight towards the inside of Qingliang temple, even into the back mountain.

In the back of the mountain, Mo Yi looked at the cave house and said with a smile, "here it is."

"Xianggong, the person you are looking for is here?" Shuanger looks at the cave and asks strangely.

Mo also nodded with a smile, and then took Shuanger directly to the cave.

"This is an important place of Qingliang temple. Ordinary people are not allowed to enter it."

Go to see a walking epileptic with a stick tightly guard the entrance, looking at Mo also coldly said.

"Mo Yi, the deputy general manager of the Imperial Guard, personally gave him a yellow mandarin jacket and came to welcome the old emperor back to Beijing according to the order of the emperor." Mo Yi immediately said with a serious face and a loud voice.

That line of epilepsy did not move at all, there was a change in the look, but still tightly guarding the entrance.

"Mo Yi, the deputy general manager of the Imperial Guard, personally gave him a yellow mandarin jacket and came to welcome the old emperor back to Beijing according to the order of the emperor." Mo Yi continued, and he was very loud, for fear that Shunzhi would not hear him.

"Mo Yi, the deputy general manager of the Imperial Guard, personally gave the Yellow mandarin jacket to welcome the old emperor back to Beijing under the order of the present emperor."

Mo also see or no move, is still continue to shout.

"Let them in"

For a long time, there was a sighing voice, with a sense of helplessness.

Xing Dian nods and makes way for Mo Yi and Shuanger to enter.

After Mo Yi went in, he saw a middle-aged monk sitting on a futon, moving beads and reading scriptures.

"Mo Yi, deputy chief manager of the Imperial Guard, see the old emperor." Mo Yi took out a token and bowed himself to say.

Shunzhi opened his eyes and looked at the token in Mo Yi's hand. The worry in his eyes disappeared. It seemed that after a long time of meditation, he asked: "is the emperor in good health recently? Is he happy to be emperor

"The emperor heard that the old emperor is still alive, and he would like to grow wings and fly here to see you. However, there are many affairs in the imperial court. The emperor has just been in charge of the government, so he can't be separated from himself. He specially asks his humble post to explore the way. After his humble post comes back, he comes to see you in person," Mo Yi said.

"He doesn't have to come. He's a good emperor. He's always thinking about the affairs of the imperial court. He's better than me." Shunzhi sighed, as if he was melancholy.

"Go in and search for it."

"Kill me."