Thousands of miles away, Chu Lingyun certainly didn't know what they were thinking.

But Yan Xiaoyu looked at Chu Lingyun, who had an inexplicable smile on his face and said, "Brother Yun, what are you laughing at? Your smile is so weird and creepy!"

"Ah?!" Chu Lingyun was stunned for a moment, rubbed his cheeks, shook his head, and said firmly: "Impossible, you probably misread it. How could my smile be weird and creepy?"

As he said that, he looked at Yan Xiaoyu who was still sitting on the stool, and directly pulled the topic and reminded him: "Xiaoyu, let's go, I'll take you back."

"Brother Yun, aren't you doing anything? I can go back by myself, and I can't bother you anymore." Yan Xiaoyu shook his head and wanted to reject Chu Lingyun's kindness, not wanting to add trouble to him.

After saying that, she flipped over a long cloth beside her, took out two crutches from under the long cloth, and skillfully supported her body and carried her backpack.

"Let's go, Brother Yun!"

Um?

Looking at Yan Xiaoyu with his hands on crutches, Chu Lingyun couldn't help but be stunned.

He had wondered why Yan Xiaoyu had never stood up before, and thought she was frightened and her legs were weak. It turned out that she had leg problems?

Looking at the pants on your right leg that seemed extremely empty, Chu Lingyun asked, "Xiaoyu, what's wrong with your right leg?"

Yan Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, then a slightly bitter smile appeared on her face, shook her head, and said:

"Actually, it's nothing. I got into a car accident a few years ago. I was hit in the river and soaked for a night. My dad didn't find me the next morning."

"Although my life was saved, my legs have been ruined since then, and my muscles have begun to shrink, and now there is only one bone left."

"But over the years, I've become accustomed to it. Losing a leg is better than losing a life, right?"

It seemed like a relaxed word, but Chu Lingyun could hear a trace of regret and unwillingness in her heart.

Chu Lingyun nodded and did not speak.

Yan Xiaoyu said again: "Brother Yun, thank you again for your help today, but I still have something to do and need to go back to help my parents with work, so I had to leave first."

"Our parents have opened a barbecue shop. The barbecue is delicious. When you finish your work, I will invite you to barbecue. Don't refuse then!"

Chu Lingyun asked with a smile, "Why didn't you treat me to eat today?" Yan Xiaoyu looked at Chu Lingyun's serious look and couldn't help but ask in confusion: "But didn't you say something is wrong?"

Chu Lingyun suddenly laughed: "Haha, you can cancel if you have something to do! Since you say that your barbecue is delicious, I really want to try it. Let's go, I'll give it to you."

Yan Xiaoyu is an extremely sensitive girl. She could hear Chu Lingyun's meaning and hurriedly said, "Thank you, Brother Yun!"

The smile on Chu Lingyun's face became brighter and brighter: "Haha, you call me brother, what else can I thank for? Do you think so?"

"Yeah!" Yan Xiaoyu responded softly, with a faint blush on her face.

hehe!

What a shy girl!

Chu Lingyun smiled slightly in her heart and walked out of the bar with her.

...

Songshan, Shaolin Temple Precepts Court.

In the martial arts hall in the courtyard.

Standing above were a group of monks with bronze skin and figures. These monks all have extraordinary demeanor and are extremely masculine in their bodies.

After counting carefully, there are eighteen.

Their standing posture is also extremely strange, as if they are waiting for an opportunity to move at any time, and they are extremely aggressive.

At the top of the martial arts hall, Yongyi was wearing a red cassock and his eyes were calmly sweeping over the monks. He only heard him say loudly:

"Now there is a demon Chu Lingyun who not only steals my Shaolin treasure Yijin Sutra, but also hurts Yan Zheng, the chief disciple of the Precepts Academy. Such evil sins are extremely evil and violates the bottom line of Taoism."

"Today, respect the abbot's will, and I will send you and the eighteen arhats to the imperial capital tomorrow to capture the evil spirits and receive punishment."

"Amitabha, please follow the abbot's will." Eighteen people made a loud response at the same time, and their voices were deafening and resounding throughout the sky.

If a person with high cultivation level saw it, he would definitely be extremely shocked.

Because the cultivation of these eighteen Arhats has reached the level of one star at the extreme realm, it can be seen how profound the Shaolin is.

Looking at the people in the martial arts hall, Yongyi nodded with satisfaction.

The Eighteen Arhats have a very high status among the many Zen martial arts practitioners in Shaolin.

Their highest responsibility is to protect Shaolin property from harm and to directly accept the abbot's will.

Even if you are the head of the precepts, Yongyi cannot mobilize them.

Looking at them, Yongyi nodded with satisfaction, turned his head and said, "Where is Yonghui!"

Upon hearing this, the old monk in the gray robe beside him bowed to Yongyi and replied: "Amitabha, please give me instructions!"

Yongyi immediately said: "This time, you will lead the Eighteen Arhats to the imperial capital to capture the evil evil Chu Lingyun, and you will also promote my Shaolin's reputation to shock the slutty."

"Respect the order of senior brother!" Yongyi's eyes stayed on Yonghui for a moment, and said earnestly: "Yonghui, I hope you don't disappoint senior brother this time in the imperial capital."

Yonghui clasped her hands together and said with a firm look on her face: "Senior brother, don't worry, this time, my junior brother will definitely capture the evil evil Chu Lingyun back to Shaolin."

Yongyi nodded: "Well! You'd better not take action yourself, and you can avoid direct conflicts with people from the six major families. Then try to avoid it and do not make any trouble."

The old monk Yonghui of gray robe was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "Senior Brother, if you can't avoid it, then what should I do?"

Yongyi closed his eyes: "Everyone decides everything, do things cheaply."

"Amitabha, good, good!"

"Yeah!" Yongyi nodded, then asked the Eighteen Arhats and others to go down to prepare for tomorrow's itinerary.

Yonghui also wanted to say goodbye and leave, but was stopped by Yongyi.

I heard Yongyi say: "Yonghui, this trip to the imperial capital will not only capture Chu Lingyun, but also return Tianlong Group to our Shaolin again, and bring Lu Yu and Huang Qiang back to receive punishment."

Yonghui was stunned at first, then bowed and said, "Yonghui knows, but senior brother, Chu Lingyun is very involved in the six major families of the imperial capital, and even seems to have a lot to do with the military region CEO Li Shaokang. If he only captures him like this, it may cause their hostility, right?"

Yongyi frowned and said impatiently: "Didn't you just say that you can do everything cheaply and you can just have a direct conflict with them. As for what you do, it depends on you."

Yonghui sighed helplessly in her heart and said respectfully: "Thank you for your advice from Senior Brother!"

Yongyi waved his hand: "Well, it's getting late, so you can go down and rest!"

Yonghui nodded and quickly left the precepts.

After they were exposed, the entire precepts courtyard was silent, leaving only Yongyi standing in the martial arts hall.
Chapter completed!