The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 130 Night Attack
Although Xingchi's Buddhist name contains the word "Chi", he is quite efficient in doing things.

After Li Miao dealt with the traces of the battle and Zhu Zai left with the Jinyiwei men, he began to send Shaolin disciples to various places to invite fellow martial artists to witness the ceremony of passing the throne to Yongjie.

Given Shaolin's status and Xingchi's reputation, this matter quickly spread throughout the martial arts world.

That afternoon, many people from the underworld arrived one after another.

Li Miao didn't want to enter the Shaolin Temple because there were too many people inside. If someone saw him and Yin Minjun arriving in Shaolin early, it would inevitably be a flaw.

However, as more and more people from the martial arts world arrived, the guest rooms in Shaolin became increasingly insufficient, and more and more people from the martial arts world had to sleep in the wild areas around Shaolin.

How to summarize the group of people in the underworld?

In fact, they are generally very similar to those thirteen or fourteen-year-old hooligans in Li Miao's previous life at school - poor, face-conscious, aggressive, pretentious, and full of energy.

When these people gather together, say hello and make friends everywhere, and run around everywhere, they are bound to run into Li Miao and Yin Minjun.

Although Li Miao could also "pinch" a new face for himself and Yin Minjun, there was no need to wrong themselves in the wild. So Li Miao found Yongjie and asked him to arrange a quiet residence in Shaolin for the two to stay.

That night, Li Miao discussed philosophy with Xing Chi and benefited a lot from it. He also liked this open-minded and cheerful old man.

I've been going to Xingchi's place every day to kill time these past two days.

At this time, Li Miao was lying on a rocking chair, with his left leg crossed under his right leg, his right leg hanging down, his hands behind his head, swaying from time to time. Yin Minjun sat beside him, passing Li Miao some food from time to time.

Yongjie sat cross-legged on the side, adjusting his meridians and stabilizing his mind.

Xing Chi was still sitting cross-legged on the mat, teasing the little girl, but his face became paler and paler, no longer as healthy as before.

Everyone has their own things to do, and it looks quite harmonious.

However, wherever Li Miao is, harmony usually won't last long.

"Come to think of it, there is something I've always wanted to ask."

Li Miao spoke up.

"Doesn't Shaolin allow women to enter? Why do you still have a little girl?"

"The current host is taking care of the child, and the next host is raising a daughter. It's quite interesting."

After spending these two days together, Li Miao became more familiar with Xing Chi, and he was no longer so careful about his words, which gradually revealed his nature of not respecting the elderly and loving the young. He was sarcastic and mocking when he spoke, and people who were not familiar with his morals would fight with him after just a few words.

Angry old men, teasing children, and beating middle-aged people are Li Miao’s three favorite things to do.

However, Xingchi is an eminent monk after all, and in terms of cultivation, he is far superior to Zhu Zai.

Hearing Li Miao ask this, Xing Chi didn't get annoyed and smiled happily.

"As for the precepts, I was a midwife in the temple back then."

"Human life is always more important than rules, right, Ling'er?"

After saying that, he took his one-foot-long eyebrows and teased the little girl, making her giggle.

"If it weren't for Ling'er, my inferior disciple might not have converted to Buddhism."

Xing Chi glanced at Yongjie and said.

Yongjie, who seemed to be combing his meridians with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and smiled bitterly: "Master, I am sincerely converting."

"Do your job! If you fail to regulate your meridians, and my energy is wasted, I, the monk, will beat you in your dreams!"

Xingchi didn't give any face at all.

Li Miao also understood that Xingchi and Yongjie didn't want to talk about this matter and deliberately changed the subject.

He just asked casually and didn't ask any more questions.

When it got dark and we had our vegetarian meal, we said goodbye to Xingchi and Yongjie, and returned to the secluded courtyard with Yin Minjun to rest.

Li Miao nodded to Yin Minjun and went back to his room to rest.

Yin Minjun did not move for a moment. She stood in the yard, her hands clenched on the corner of her clothes, loosening and tightening again, and looking towards Li Miao's room with her lips pursed.

Tomorrow will be the succession ceremony.

Li Miao made it clear to her that day that after the Shaolin incident was over, Li Miao would go to deal with the Mingjiao incident and would not come back. Yin Minjun also wanted to return to Hengshan Sect.

From today on, we will be separated from each other and may never meet again.

Yin Minjun was able to sit in the second-in-command seat of Hengshan Sect. His character, martial arts skills, and loyalty to Hengshan Sect were all tested.

She would never give up her sect and follow Li Miao. But she was unwilling to let him go so easily, as if she was just a passerby in Li Miao's experience.

But when it comes to really doing something, I can't muster up the courage.

After a while, Yin Minjun raised his hand and pounded his chest, muttering silently.

"The sword takes the center and is straight, and one cannot go against one's will."

"If I leave a flaw in my state of mind today and my moves can't be integrated in the future, how can I support the Hengshan School?"

"I'm not married, he's not married, we're just two people in the world, why would we ask for a long life?"

"Why not...why not?"

"Why not!"

Having found an excuse for herself, Yin Minjun's eyes suddenly became sharp.

With a move of his feet, he was about to reach Li Miao's door.

Just when Yin Minjun finally made up her mind to sacrifice her daughter's reputation and do something big.

But I heard a light sound behind me.

"Don't move, don't look back. If you move, you will die."

A hoarse voice that was obviously suppressed sounded.

In an instant, Yin Minjun felt several cold murderous intentions as real as substance, locking onto her body.

She also felt a fierce sword force pressing against her back.

"Extreme master!"

Yin Minjun is also a master of kendo, how could he not know what that sword intent represents?
If she made the slightest movement, a sword would pierce her back.

Yin Minjun did not move and said, "What do you want, sir?"

"I am just staying at Shaolin Temple. If you have anything to ask or want revenge, you don't have to look for me."

The man laughed hoarsely.

"Sir, you are being naive."

"Master Xingchi has seen you a lot these days, right? I've been watching you secretly."

"Master Xingchi is going to pass on his throne tomorrow, but at this critical moment, he has been staying with you all day. Who would believe you if you said you were just staying here temporarily?"

He looked towards the room next to him and said.

"Where's your male companion? Ask him to press his own acupuncture points and get out."

Yin Minjun suddenly smiled.

Just now, someone suddenly pointed a sword at his back. He was so panicked that he forgot about Li Miao and actually became scared.

No matter how top-notch a master is, what does he count for in front of Lord Li?

The man noticed Yin Minjun's smile, his eyebrows knitted tightly, and he shouted sternly.

"why are you laughing!?"

"She remembered happy things."

The door was pushed open, and Li Miao walked out slowly. He chuckled, glanced at Yin Minjun, and then looked at the top master.

Yin Minjun's face flushed for a moment, she was at a loss, and she didn't dare to look at Li Miao who was chuckling.

"What happy news?" the man asked with a frown.

"Her wife gave birth... Oh, forget it. You won't understand even if I tell you."

Li Miao looked at him and said lightly.

"What's your name, where do you live, and why are you here? Tell me everything."

"That's it. I'll let you die quickly."

(End of this chapter)