Half a day of hustle and bustle, one night of wind and snow, the mountains behind the snow were covered in silver, yesterday's war has passed, and people's worries have also disappeared with the wind and snow.

The Luye Town at the foot of the mountain was in chaos, and the army retreated overnight. People opened their doors in panic in the morning and found that the army was empty, leaving only messy tents, food and grass, and horses and vehicles everywhere. Judging from the situation on the scene, it can be seen that the army was in a mess when retreating...

People were at a loss and the 20,000 troops left like this. How was Shaolin Temple like?

Some brave people wanted to go up the mountain to see it, but before they could set off, melodious bells echoed in the mountains again.

"It's the bell of Shaolin, listen! That's the bell of Shaolin!"

"Shaolin is fine, the bell is still ringing!"

"Amitabha! The Buddha is merciful, bless Shaolin and bless the peace of the people in Dengfeng!"

The devout people kneel down from afar, and some of them are more impatient, so they take their families to Shaolin Temple and worship Buddha and burn incense as soon as possible.

The imperial army attacked Shaolin, which caused panic because when these troops came, they said that Shaolin Temple was a cult and demagogueed people, and the imperial court would definitely destroy it.

When the news just came, many people didn't care and thought it was a rumor. After all, the current Shaolin abbot is the emperor's uncle of the current emperor. Such an identity is a talisman. How could the emperor attack his uncle's temple?

But the army that drove out then shattered people's fantasies.

The officers said that those who are now drawing a clear line with Shaolin Temple can be left unrestrained in the past. If they are obsessed with it and follow the Shaolin cult, they must settle the accounts after the army takes over Shaolin.

People are worried and afraid, but most people are not shaken.

Shaolin has been here for the past few years. The doctrines and concepts he preached have been deeply rooted in people's hearts, and belief in this kind of thing is not so easy to shake.

Fortunately, the primary goal of the army is Shaolin Temple. People still have time.

Originally, many people have prepared the spirit of sacrificing themselves for justice today. If Shaolin is destroyed, they will also defend their faith to the death and will not bow to the court.

But I never expected that the screams on Shaoshi Mountain last night were endless. When I woke up this morning, I found that all the troops had been withdrawn.

Could it be that Shaolin Temple won the victory in this defense battle?

Inside the Chanlin Inn in Luye Town, the waiter was talking about the story of last night.

"My fellow villagers, you guys. You don't know. I secretly followed Shaolin Temple last night. I thought that if the Shaolin masters lost to the imperial army, I could still protect some scriptures and Buddha statues while the chaos was in the chaos, but what did I see?"

"Is this more important? The masters of Shaolin must have fought bravely to fight the enemy, and each of them was to defeat the invading imperial army. Otherwise, how could the army retreat this morning?"

The waiter shook his head proudly: "I say it, you probably won't believe it. Everyone is adult, not children. No matter how brave the masters of Shaolin are, they can't do it as one hundred. The masters of the Eighteen Bronze Man are now practicing in seclusion. Shaolin's combat power can be said to be at the lowest level in history. The one who truly defeated the 20,000 troops of the imperial court is not the master of Shaolin."

"Who is that? Is it because Abbot Yijie's ghost has returned?"

"Although I miss Abbot Yijie very much, it is not the ghost of Abbot Yijie. You must not imagine that the one who really defeated the imperial army was the hornets in the sky!"

"wasp?"

"Yes, it's the hornet, my God! I, Xiaoer, swear, I have never seen such a huge hornet in my life. The hornet flies into the sky, about the same size as a pig!"

"Stop talking nonsense. As big as a pig, is it still called a hornet?"

"I knew you wouldn't believe it, but it's true. Besides, the little pig, you've seen it, it's not much bigger than watermelons. The hornets are all as big as big watermelons, flying in the sky, what a guy! Hum, covering the sky! I can't see how many hornets there are at night, but they will definitely not be less than the army."

The waiter said, and said mysteriously: "And I guess, these hornets may have received some orders from someone, and they are still merciless. They did not kill all the imperial army, but they did not let one go. Basically, every imperial army was stung by hornets, but the stung was not heavy, and they just made their heads swollen for a few rounds."

"Yes, yes! It's not a secret that there are hornets in Shaolin Temple, but it seems that they are not that big before!"

"With the abbot Yijie is here, nothing magical is amazing. I didn't expect that the hornets were so loyal. The abbot Yijie is gone, and they are still firmly protecting Shaolin."

"The abbot Yijie is not only upright, but also has profound Buddhism and a brilliant idea. Although the person has left, he still takes care of Shaolin and the people in this area!"

Chen Xiaoer's eyes turned red as he heard everyone's words: "Yes! These hornets must have been left by the abbot Yijie. After defeating the imperial army, the hornets flew back and did not kill a single person. It was so compassionate!"

After speaking, he seemed to be a little worried: "But I am just worried that these imperial troops will make a comeback after being stung by hornets? Since the imperial court has made up its mind to attack Shaolin, maybe this battle is not over yet."

He was worried, and suddenly a sound of horse hooves came from afar outside, and the earth was trembling under the trampling of horse hooves.

These villagers of Luye Town have changed their faces. Is this large-scale horse team really coming again?

If it were true, these people would probably not be able to escape.

Just as people were worried, the horse teams quickly approached.

I heard a loud voice officer shouting from afar: "Don't worry, fellow villagers, don't worry, this is the current emperor who came to Luye Town. The emperor said that yesterday's attack on Shaolin Temple was a misunderstanding. Now the emperor has come to visit the Shaolin monks in person and will not fight again!"

People were stunned for a moment, and then they started cheering loudly.

The doors of every household opened. People rushed to the streets like a tide. They were naturally happy to be able to avoid fighting.

A team of cavalry in yellow jackets walked neatly on the street, following the emperor's frame.

Today's Master Zhao Yuankui actually sat in front of the car for the first time, waved his hand to signal the villagers of Luye Town to express his friendship.

People knelt down to welcome His Majesty's emperor's imperial decree.

People here welcome the arrival of the sage, and the mountain gates on the Shaolin Temple are also wide open.

Zhike Monk was slowly cleaning up. There was no mess of the battlefield here, nor was there blood everywhere. It was just that some weapons were thrown in front of the gate of Shaolin Temple and were now taken away.

The temple gate in Shaolin opened with a "creak" loudly, and then the mountain gate opened wide. Abbot Yideng walked out first and stood in front of the mountain gate.

The monk from Zhigu hurriedly stepped forward and bowed: "Amitabha, why did the abbot get up?"

Yideng smiled and said, "I got the news last night that His Majesty the Emperor will come to my Shaolin Temple today. So get up early to welcome me."

The monk Zhike was stunned: "Abbot. Isn't the emperor going to attack our Shaolin? Why are you still welcome them?"

"That's all the old calendar yesterday. Today's emperor came to Shaolin. It was definitely not for war, but for the plaque to us in Shaolin Temple, haha! Speaking of which, today's emperor is still the nephew of the old monk's family, and this kid's handwriting is pretty good."

The monk Zhike didn't understand Abbot Yideng's words. Yesterday was a big enemy of life and death, but today it was fine. He even had to give him a plaque. Could it be that the hornets in Shaolin Temple stung the imperial army into pig's heads? Is this a good thing?

But after the abbot said this, he naturally could not speak too much. He could only endure curiosity and look at the mountain road in the distance.

After a while, all the monks from all over the Shaolin area came out, and their combat power was on the two sides of the abbot Yideng, and they were ready to welcome them.

After a while, the monks on the bell tower sent a message: "Abbot, a convoy in the distance came up, oh no! There were many people, who abandoned their cars and were rushing to the road. The man in the middle, wearing a yellow robe, seemed to be "

"No need to say more, he is the only one who can wear yellow robe in the world. It seems that senior brother... senior brother did not lie to me. My nephew, actually came."

Next to Yideng, Monk Yichen stood. When he heard Yideng talking to himself, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Abbot, I seemed to have heard you say the word "Senior Brother". Did you say that? Our senior brother had seen you yesterday?"

Yideng waved his hand quickly: "No, no, no! I have never seen my senior brother. It was my senior brother who asked me a dream yesterday and told me what happened today, so I came out early to greet him."

Yichen expressed doubts about Yi Deng's words. Can Abbot Yijie even dream? Why do I feel that there is something else in this matter?

While talking here, Emperor Zhao Yuankui's team finally arrived in front of Shaolin Temple.

Zhao Yuankui saw his uncle standing in front of the team from a distance, hurriedly walked a few steps, came to Yideng, bowed and bowed, "Uncle, Uncle, Uncle has suffered here, I am sorry for the uncle here."

"Amitabha! Your Majesty, I am no longer your uncle. Now the one who stands in front of you is just a lamp from the abbot of Shaolin Temple. There is no need to be too polite between you and me."

Zhao Yuankui raised his head and looked at his uncle, feeling upset.

Unexpectedly, I didn’t expect that my 20,000 army was defeated overnight. It was a group of hornets who defeated the army. It sounded like a fantasy, but it happened.

There was no way, and he lost to the young man with extremely high skills. For the sake of his life, Zhao Yuankui had to come here and personally sent Shaolin Temple the plaques "The No. 1 Temple in the World" and "The World's Martial Arts in Shaolin" to Shaolin.

Who is that mysterious young man? Why did he help Shaolin Temple so much?

People don’t know what the emperor was thinking, but when they saw the emperor personally wrote a plaque for Shaolin Temple, they understood that after this battle, Shaolin’s status in the world and in the secular world were as stable as Mount Tai and had a leader!

ps: The last chapter of this book ends.
Chapter completed!