Wei Xiaobao a monk!!??...hahahaha
I wonder if he start gambling in the temple...
Btw great job Foxs appreciate it..
Wei Xiaobao a monk!!??...hahahaha
I wonder if he start gambling in the temple...
Btw great job Foxs appreciate it..
Wah, his venerable Xiao Bao ??? and in Shaolin ?? what fun.
I suppose Shaolin will be turned upside down like Monkey king in the Journey to the west....
No more vegetarian rules ? Women allowed ? or he turn Shaolin into Spring Court ??? with monks as customers ??? or start a gambling den there ???? Horrors of horrors....
Nice update Foxs, really appreciate it.
Xiao bao is having a very bad luck ... mu palace beauties, shuanger, princess..... and now poor guy with monks, oldie baldies :P
Here comes monk WXB! Looking forward to his "adventures" as Hui Ming!
KChill, since he was so good at bluffing, you might be surprised ... Ace, thanks for the additional info. Crydee, Crazee, Sky, Ah-gi, you are welcome. Rati4u, hence this part is 'several months have passed' ... just like that. I am also looking forward to more adventure.
After crying for a while, Wei Xiaobao had no choice but to stop. Hui Cong Chanshi said, "Shidi, among the monks in our Temple, currently we have eight characters of seniority, namely 'Da Jiao Guan Hui, Cheng Jing Hua Yan'. Our master Guan Zheng Chanshi has passed away twenty-eight years ago, all the Cheng generation monks in our Temple are your Shizhi [martial nephew]."
Immediately the monks, in the order of seniority, stepped forward to pay their respect; among them were Cheng Xin, Cheng Guang, Cheng Tong, and the others, who had had friendship with him before. The Cheng generation old monks with their white, silvery beards were all calling him as Shishu [martial (younger) uncle]. Among the Jing generation monks, there were quite a few of old men, yet they were all calling him Shishuzu [martial granduncle]. The most interesting thing was the Hua generation monks; some of them were thirty, forty years old, but they paid their respect to him by calling him Tai Shishuzu [martial great-granduncle]. Wei Xiaobao was amused and could not help but bursting into loud laughter. Seeing the tears on his face had not been wiped, yet he was laughing happily, everybody smiled.
Turned out the reason Kangxi dispatched the Imperial Bodyguards and his personal troops the Valiant Cavalry to Shaolin Temple was no more than escorting Wei Xiaobao to take the tonsure and become a Buddhist monk; however, as the Emperor's proxy, how could he be compared to ordinary person? If not for the fanfare, how could the Shaolin monks see the grandeur of this matter?
The Regimental Commander Fu Chun of the Valiant Cavalry, the Imperial Bodyguards Zhao Qixian, Zhang Kangnian, and the others bade their farewell to Wei Xiaobao. Wei Xiaobao took out three hundred taels of silver and asked Zhang Kangnian to rent a private house at the foot of the mountain where Shuang'er could stay. Shaolin Temple has never accepted female benefactors inside their temple. Although Shuang'er was wearing a man's clothing, the eighteen Luohan of Damo Hall had all known her as Wei Xiaobao's servant girl; therefore, she was waiting at the foot of the mountain. She only knew that Wei Xiaobao was going to pass on the imperial decree, and hand over the rewards to the monks; afterwards, Wei Xiaobao would come down the mountain and return to Beijing. Who would have thought that he was supposed to be a monk in the Temple?
Not only Wei Xiaobao was the Emperor's proxy, he had the 'Hui' character in his name, denoting him a senior monk; therefore, everybody in the Temple revere him. The Abbot reserved a large meditation room for him. Abbot Hui Cong said, "Shidi, you are free to do anything in the Temple, you may do morning and night chores as you wish. Other than abstaining against taking life, stealing, being lascivious, lying, drinking wine, five major Buddhist monastic disciplines, you can choose whether to observe or not to observe the minor discipline." And then he explained in details what those five major Buddhist monastic disciplines mean.
Wei Xiaobao thought, "Lying is included in these five major Buddhist monastic disciplines, to Laozi, I don't want to guard against whatever I say." He asked, "Is gambling also to be abstained?"
Abbot Hui Cong was taken aback. "What gambling?" he asked.
"Gambling for money?" Wei Xiaobao said.
Hui Cong smiled and said, "Within the five major Buddhist monastic disciplines, gambling is not mentioned. Other people may want to abstain against it, but Shidi may do as you wish."
Wei Xiaobao thought, "Damn it, if I am the only one who does not abstain against it, what's the use? Could I be betting against myself?"
After living in the Temple for several days, he was already bored to death; he pondered, "Xiao Xuanzi wanted me to serve the Old Emperor, but he sent me to Shaolin Temple to be a monk. I wonder when is he going to let me go to Mount Wutai?"
One particular day he wandered aimlessly to the outside of the Luohan Hall. He saw Cheng Tong was overseeing six disciples in martial art training. As soon as those monks saw his arrival, they bowed together to salute. Wei Xiaobao waved his hand and said, "Don't be too polite, you may continue your training."
He saw the six 'Jing' generation monks boxing technique was precise and rigorous, their movements were very nimble, the changes in their stances were very dynamic; compared to this 'martial granduncle' of theirs, they were actually much more superior. He heard Cheng Tong giving them directions, how firm and how fast should this punch be, how to be powerful but flexible, how to position this kick, how not to kick too high, and so on. Wei Xiaobao did not understand anything, so he was just watching without any interest. After a while he turned around and walked away, thinking, "I always hear people say that Shaolin Temple's martial art skill is number one under the heavens. Now that I am a monk in the Temple, won't it be a pity if I don't learn the skill?" Suddenly it dawned on him, "Aiyo! I got it! The dog fart Shaolin martial art that the old turtle Hai Dafu taught me was fake, it is totally useless. Xiao Xuanzi is sending me to Shaolin Temple to be a monk here, he wants me to learn the real skill of Shaolin Pai before I can protect the Old Emperor. But my Shifu died twenty eight years ago, who will teach me martial art?"
After pondering for half a day, he finally understood one thing: "Old Monk Abbot makes me his Shidi, it's precisely so that I don't have any Shifu; this old bald thief is very crafty. Hmm, that's right, he knew I am the Emperor's trusted aide, who is a high-ranking Manchu official; there is no way he would be willing to pass on excellent martial art skill to this little Tatar. Humph, you don't want to teach me, do you think I cannot learn by looking?"
In Wulin world, when people were teaching martial art, it was a big taboo for any school or sect to have other people watching on the side. However, this Hui Ming Chanshi was their own Temple's 'Senior Monk of Older Generation'. When their Sect's disciples and grand-disciples were practicing martial art and he wanted to watch on the side, nobody could raise any objection.
Wei Xiaobao looked to the east and gazed to the west in all courtyards and halls around the Temple. Whenever there were people training martial art, he would stand and watch for a while. Unfortunately, this 'senior monk's' foundation was indeed too superficial. What Hai Dafu taught him was not a real martial art, while what Chen Jinnan taught him, the internal energy cultivation technique, he only practiced for several days. Shaolin Pai's martial art was wide-ranging and profound, by casually watching like this, how could he reap any benefit? Much less he did not have any patience to watch for an extended period of time.
Therefore, after wandering around Shaolin Temple for more than a month, he did not learn even one bit of martial art skill. However, he has an easy-going personality, he loved to mingle around and make friends. Since in term of seniority his position in the Temple was second only to the Abbot, and he was willing to make friends with other people, all monks were very warm toward him.
One day, the spring breeze was gentle and pleasant, Wei Xiaobao felt his entire body was comfortably warm. Living in a monastery with monks as his only companions was really not the most fun thing to do, thereupon he went out the Temple's gate and strolled down the mountain. He thought that he had not seen Shuang'er for quite a while, he wanted to know how this girl was doing, so he wanted to see her. Moreover, day in and day out he ate vegetarian dishes in the Temple, he had already cursed the green vegetables and tofu's ancestor several thousand, several tens of thousand times. He wanted Shuang'er to buy some chicken, fish and meat, and let the great monk eat to his heart's desire.
Walking near the Welcoming Guest Pavilion [Ying Ke Ting] outside the Temple, he suddenly heard the sound of people quarreling; he was delighted, "Wonderful, wonderful! A fight." Quickening his steps, he heard the voices of men, intersperse with the sharp and clear voice of several women.
When he came near, he saw two young women in the Pavilion squabbling with four of their Temple's monks. When the four monks saw Wei Xiaobao, they said together, "Shishuzu is here, let's have the Senior be the judge over this matter." Welcoming him to the Pavilion, they put their palms together and bowed. These four monks were of the 'Jing' generation. Wei Xiaobao knew that they were in charge of receiving guests, benefactors outside the Temple. Usually they were very well-disposed and very affable, yet somehow they were engaged in a squabble with these two young women. Looking at the two women, one was approximately twenty years old, wearing blue garment, the other was younger, perhaps around sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing light green garment.
As soon as Wei Xiaobao looked at this young woman, he could not stop his heart from jumping, he felt as if the pit of his stomach was beaten by an invisible iron hammer, in an instant his lips were parched, his tongue dried, he was dumbstruck and could only thought, "I am dead, I must be dead! Where did this beautiful woman come from? If this beautiful woman is given to me as my wife, even if the young emperor wanted to switch places with me, I don't want it. Dead or alive, the heaven above the earth below, forest of spears or rain of arrows, mountain of blade or a deep fryer, no matter what Wei Xiaobao must take this miss as a wife."
Seeing how these four monks were calling the young monk 'martial granduncle', and were treating him with great respect, the two women were very surprised. And then they noticed his eyes were staring blankly at the girl in green clothes. Even a common man ought not to be so impolite, much less this was someone who had left home to become a monk. The girl in green blushed, she turned her head away. An angry look started to appear on the woman in blue's face.
Wei Xiaobao was oblivious; he mused, "Why did she turn her head away? When she is blushing slightly like that, even if a hundred girls of Lovely Spring Courtyard stand together, they do not look as good as one strand of her eyebrow. If I have to give her ten thousand taels each time she laugh, it is still worth it." He also thought, "Miss Fang, Xiao Junzhu, Madame Hong, Princess Jianning, that girl Shuang'er, plus that Miss Zheng who threw the dice, put together are not as beautiful as this fairy. I, Wei Xiaobao, do not want to be the Emperor, I don't want to be the Shen Long Jiao's Jiaozhu, I don't want to be Tian Di Hui's Zongduozhu. Some Yellow Magua or three peacock feathers, one-pin or two-pin rank officer, I don't care about all those things, I ... I only want to be this Miss' husband."
In that instant, myriads of thoughts filled his mind, he was determined to go through water and tread on fire, to risk his life and limbs, to realize his dream; consequently, his expression looked very strange. To the four monks and two women who were looking at him, he looked just like an idiot: suddenly beaming with joy, and then suddenly clenching his jaw.
"Shishuzu," Jing Ji and Jing Qing called several times, but Wei Xiaobao was totally oblivious to them. Only after a long time, did he finally wake up as if from a dream, and blew out a breath.
At first the woman in blue thought that Wei Xiaobao was a horny philanderer; afterwards, seeing his blank look, she thought this little monk must be a lunatic, and found it amusing. She asked, "So this little monk is your Shishuzu?"
Jing Ji hastily said, "Miss, please be a bit more respectful. This senior monk's Buddhist name is Hui on the top and Ming on the bottom. In our Temple, he is one of the only two Senior Monks with 'Hui' generation-character; he is our head monk, the Abbot's Shidi."
The two women were slightly startled, but then they thought they were joking; they shook their heads in disbelief. The woman in green laughed and said, "Shijie [older martial sister], he is swindling us, don't be fooled. This little ... little master, how can he be a senior monk?"
Another woman for WXB to claim. I think this one will be a tough one to take.
喜欢一个人不就是应该让她感到幸福，让她快乐。别给他带来困扰 - 孟天楚/刑名师爷
Wow.... more beautiful then his wifes.....and he got thunderstruck ( godfather michael with appollonia...something like that ) must be something!!!
Well, I'm already drooling......
Thanks Again Foxs, Like I said, JY is really generous with beautiful women...err and ugly ones too heh heh heh.
Tweety, Sky, snowflakesdance, you are welcome. It just warms my heart to know there are faithful readers out there. Crazee, I found it hard to believe. More beautiful than the other six combined? Come on ... just how 'beautiful' can a woman be?
Her voice was melodious, sweet and charming, tender and alluring. Hearing her, Wei Xiaobao’s soul flew and scattered away, he could not help but repeating, “This little ... little master, how can he be a senior monk?" But the way he said it sounded frivolous, with no effort to conceal his uncouthness. The two women’s faces immediately sank, the four Jing generation monks also felt that this young martial granduncle kind of forgetting his manners too much, hence they were very ashamed.
“Humph,” the woman in blue snorted and asked, “Are you a Shaolin Temple’s senior monk?”
“A monk is a monk,” Wei Xiaobao said, “Nothing senior about it. You can see that I am short, I am nothing more than a short monk.”
The eyebrows of the woman in blue shot up; in loud and clear voice she said, “I heard people say that Shaolin Temple’s martial art is the leader of the world, their seventy-two unsurpassed skills are immeasurably deep. We, the two sisters, envied it in our hearts, and have come here specifically to admire it. Unexpectedly, your martial art is so-so, worse yet, the monks of the Temple do not observe propriety, oily-mouthed and smooth talking, just like the hoodlums of the marketplace, making other people sorely disappointed. Shimei, let us go!” Finished speaking, she turned around to exit the Pavilion.
Jing Qing blocked in front of her, “Nu Shizhu [female benefactor] has come to Shaolin Temple, committed violence and hit people, even if you want to go, you must at least leave your revered master’s name.”
Hearing the words ‘committed violence and hit people’, Wei Xiaobao thought, “Turns out they have already assaulted people, no wonder Jing Qing and the others quarreled with them.” He saw red palm marks on the left cheeks of Jing Qing and Jing Ji, evidently they both have suffered a palm strike each.
Wei Xiaobao had chatted with everybody in the Temple, so he already knew the level of martial art skill of these four monks who were in charge of receiving the guests; in the Temple, they could be classified as less-developed. Because they had low martial art skill yet they were eloquent and fluent speakers, the Abbot assigned them the duty of receiving the benefactors who were going to perform their charitable deeds.
In the Wulin world, Shaolin Temple’s fame spanned more than a thousand years. The number of people who came to the temple each month to experience their martial art was too numerous to mention. The monks in charge of receiving the guests had low martial art skill, it was precisely because they were not supposed to fight. Otherwise, the Shaolin Dhyana Temple would turn into an arena where people fought for martial art supremacy. Not only it would disrupt their peace in meditation, it would also be a great disobedience to the Buddhist’s teaching about mercy, hence fighting was an unacceptable behavior.
Obviously the woman in blue did not understand this reason, she only thought that since with one strike she had succeeded in beating two Shaolin monks, she had a reason to be very proud of herself. She said, “Based on your mediocre martial art, you want your Miss to leave behind Shifu’s name, humph, do you think you deserve it?”
Jing Ji has just suffered defeat; he knew that with the five of them combined, they could not stop the women. If these two young women went down the mountain and proclaimed that they had beaten two Shaolin monks and then shook their sleeves and left, while even their origins were unknown, where would they put Shaolin Temple’s reputation at? Thereupon he said, “The four of us have the duty to receive benefactors, our martial art skill is extremely low, and those who have left home hold friendship as our foundation, how can we meaninglessly fight with others? Since the two of you have come to get advice about our humble Temple’s martial art, please wait for a moment, pinseng [impoverished monk] will invite several Shibo and Shishu [martial (older) uncle and martial (younger) uncle] to come, we will introduce them to you.” Finished speaking, he turned around to rush toward the Temple.
Suddenly a blue shadow flashed. Jing Ji angrily shouted, “You …” ‘Slap’ he was thrown tumbling down on the ground. It was the woman in blue who ran after him and stretched out her leg to hook his feet. Jing Ji sprang up and angrily said, “Nu Shizhu, why are you …”
The woman in blue laughed aloud and sent a right punch. Jing Ji hastily raised his right arm to block. The woman in blue grabbed with her left hand, ‘Crack!’ unexpectedly she dislocated his right arm joint. There was a series of ‘Crack!’, ‘Aiyo!’, ‘Clack, clack!’ as in an instant she also broke either the other three monks’ wrist bones or their arm joints. The four monks withdrew to the side, completely unable to resist. Jing Ji turned around and rushed back to the Temple to report.
Wei Xiaobao was so scared that he was at a loss of what to do, and was completely helpless. Suddenly the back of his neck tightened, someone grabbed him, while at the same time sealed the acupoint on the back of his neck. Immediately his whole body went limp and painful, he could not exert his strength. He saw the woman in blue was standing in front of him, in that case, the one grabbing his back was obviously the girl in green. His heart was wild with joy. “Wonderful! Wonderful!” he shouted loudly.
Having his back grabbed by the girl, Wei Xiaobao felt he had not walked in this world in vain. It would be best if she added several kicks to his behind, or landed several punches on the top of his head. Even if he were killed immediately, he would enjoy infinite pleasure and would think that his good fortune in love department was great. This moment his nostrils caught a whiff of light, delicate fragrance, hence he called out, “Smells good, smells good!”
The woman in blue angrily said, “This little bald thief is so rotten. Meizi [younger sister, term of endearment], cut his nose!”
“Alright!” Wei Xiaobao heard a charming voice from behind him, “But let me dig his pair of thief eyeballs first.” And then he felt the fingers of a warm, soft and smooth hand pressed against his left eyelid.
“Please dig it slowly, don’t do it too quickly,” Wei Xiaobao shouted.
The girl was surprised, “Why?” she asked.
“It would be best if you grab me like this,” Wei Xiaobao replied, “Grab me for a lifetime, never let me go, forever.”
The girl angrily said, “Little monk, you are at the death’s door, and still speaking nonsense to me?”
Wei Xiaobao suddenly felt sharp pain on his right eye; the girl was really going to dig his eyeball out. Greatly shocked, he bent his waist and lowered his head, all reasons and logic were thrown away beyond the ninth level of clouds, both hands reached backward, he only hoped he could pry open the hand holding the back of his neck. The girl punched him on the back. Wei Xiaobao screamed, “Aiyo! Mama!” His hands frantically clawed backward, unconsciously he had launched the move ‘Di Qing subduing the dragon’ that Hong Jiaozhu had taught him. Suddenly he felt both of hands touched something soft; unexpectedly he had grabbed the girl’s breasts.
This style was originally intended to force the enemy behind his back to withdraw, then he would somersault backward and ride on the enemy’s neck. Who would have thought that the girl did not have much experience dealing with the enemy and did not guard against Wei Xiaobao’s grabbing her chest? Since the result was entirely different than what was expected, naturally the second half of the move ‘Di Qing subduing the dragon’ could not be executed.
The girl was shocked and ashamed at the same time, she brought her outstretched arms inside and caught Wei Xiaobao’s arms and ‘crack, crack!’ she broke the joints of both of his elbows. This move was called ‘the young swallow returns to its nest’, a refined name, but was actually a killer move from the ‘separating tendon dislocating bone technique’. It was followed by a flying kick, sending Wei Xiaobao reeling about a zhang or so.
The girl was extremely angry, she pulled the willow-leaf saber from her waist and violently chopped it down on Wei Xiaobao’s back. Wei Xiaobao hastily rolled around and finally rolled underneath the stone table in the middle of the pavilion. The girl’s saber struck the ground, sparks flew in all directions; she kicked with her left foot, kicking Wei Xiaobao from underneath the table.
“Shimei,” the woman in blue called out, “You must not kill him!”
The girl in green acted as if she did not hear, she forcefully chopped down on Wei Xiaobao’s back again. “Aiyo!” Wei Xiaobao screamed again, “I want my Mommy!” The girl in green chopped down twice more, the chop was so hard that Wei Xiaobao felt the pain in his bone and marrow. Luckily he had his treasured undergarment to protect him that he was not injured.
The girl in green wanted to chop again, but the woman in blue pulled her own saber; ‘clang!’ she stopped her steel saber while calling out, “This little monk will not live, let us quickly leave!” She thought that they had killed a monk in the Temple, the disaster they brought to themselves was indeed not small.
The girl in green had received significant disgrace, plus she believed she had killed this little monk, shock and shame mixed together, suddenly tears streamed down her cheeks, she raised her saber and slashed it across her own neck. The woman in blue was greatly alarmed, hastily she stretched out her saber to block; although she managed to divert the blade of her saber, but the tip of the saber still scratched across her neck, blood gushed out instantly.
“Shimei,” the woman in blue cried out in fear, “You … you … what are you doing?”
The girl in green’s vision darkened, she blacked out and fell down to the ground. The woman in blue threw her saber away and rushed to catch her. “Shimei!” she cried out, “You … you … you must not die!”
Suddenly she heard a voice behind her. “Amitabha Buddha, must save her quick.”
The woman in blue cried, she said, “It’s … it’s too late.”
She saw a hand reached out from behind, the fingers continuously moving, sealing the acupoints surrounding the wound on the girl in green’s neck, followed by a voice, “Saving people is urgent, Miss please don’t blame me.” ‘Rip, rip’ he tore a piece of his own robe and wrapped the girl in green’s neck, and then he stooped down to carry her up.
The woman in blue was at a loss of what to do; she stood up and saw the man was an old monk with white long beard hanging down to his chest. As he held the girl in green in his arms, he rushed up the mountain. The woman in blue was frightened; she had no choice but to follow behind him. She saw the old monk was carrying her martial sister entering Shaolin Temple's main gate, immediately she followed in.
Wei Xiaobao crawled out from underneath the stone table; his arms had already refused to follow his command, they hung down limply on his sides. He thought, "This ... this Miss is very vicious, why did she want to commit suicide? If she is really dead, what will happen? I ... I'd better escape, damn it."
But as soon as he thought about the girl’s exceptional countenance, his heart boiled, and he made up his mind: “I must not run away, I must take a look at her.” His arms were extremely painful, cold sweats as big as soy beans were dripping from his forehead; bracing himself, he walked up the mountain.
He only walked for about a dozen steps when he saw more than ten monks rushing out from the Temple to help him and the other three Jing generation monks back to the Temple. All five of them were treated from their dislocated bones injuries. Grab and capture [qin na], tumbling and bare-hand fighting were the best among Shaolin Pai’s martial arts, immediately there was a monk coming to fix their arms.
 The character ‘gao’ in Gao Seng (Senior Monk) literally means ‘tall’.
Last edited by foxs; 07-16-11 at 01:32 PM.
thanks again foxs
martial arts blooper LOL
I don't like the girl in blue. she sounds like bad news to me. Hope she's not one of the wives :P
喜欢一个人不就是应该让她感到幸福，让她快乐。别给他带来困扰 - 孟天楚/刑名师爷
Haha, this story cracks me up. Does his brazen lasciviousness knows no bounds? For heaven's sake, he treats vicious and crippling moves as if foreplay. If not for unconventional kung fu and inconspicous armor, Wei would have turned into young ghost long ago.
Beautiful enough to destroy kingdoms & dynasties, a la Xi Shi & Chen Yuanyuan!Originally Posted by foxs
These two new girls are vicious. Not liking them at all!
Why would she slash her neck ? Lost of chastity ? How sad, Looks like venerable XB is getting into trouble but I suppose she asked for it right ? Had he not use that trick, XB would be dead....and we don't want the story to end prematurely.....
I really don't know, I do not wish to be surrounded by beauties like JY describes, I'll most probably end up being a catholic Priest or a Monk...too much of beauties cannot stand it!
Imagine being surrounded by Huang Rong, Xiao Long Nu, Shuang er, Zhao Min, Zhao Zhiro, Fragrant Princess, and .......
This scene played out more sympathetic toward WXB compared to most adaptations where WXB provoked the girl first and was acting quite the pervert.
I suppose if wuxia characters can have superhuman strength and ability, then there can be women with out-of-this-world beauty. At least in this case, people are not committing suicide because she is so beautiful.
Last edited by tweety365; 07-17-11 at 10:53 PM.
snowflakesdance, even the one in green was not exactly nice to him either. So for WXB, it was beauty above everything. 9Dragons, but this time he did not mean it. Sky, Crazee, Tweety, I guess I wasn't thinking about Tweety's point: this is fiction after all ... superhuman power, why not out-of-the-world beauty. But seriously though, if I ever see anybody with that kind of out-of-the-world beauty, perhaps I will be scared, or at least suspicious. I'd rather see real women.
Wei Xiaobao was eager to see the girl, he asked the two women's whereabouts, and immediately walked toward the eastern courtyard's meditation room. He had just rounded a corner along a corridor when he saw eight monks with jiedao in their hands, walking straight toward him. These eight monks were law enforcer monks from the Jielu [monastic disciple] Courtyard. The leader bowed and said, "Shishuzu, Fangzhang Dashi requests the pleasure of seeing you."
"Very well," Wei Xiaobao replied, "I want to see that little Miss first, I wonder if she is alive or dead."
The monk said, "Fangzhang Dashi is waiting at the Jielu Courtyard, asking Shishuzu to come over immediately."
"Damn it," Wei Xiaobao angrily said, "I said I want to see that pretty little Miss first; didn't you hear?" Usually his temperament was good, now that his heart was anxious, unexpectedly he was cursing at people in the Temple.
The eight monks looked at each other in dismay, they did not dare to stop him. Immediately four monks followed behind him, while the other four continued to summon Jing Ji and the others, four welcoming-guest monks.
Wei Xiaobao arrived at the Eastern Courtyard's meditation room and asked, "The Little Miss did not die?"
An old monk replied, "Reporting to Shishu: the injury is not heavy, Xiao Seng [little/lowly monk] is giving her medical treatment." Wei Xiaobao felt relieved immediately.
The woman in blue was standing by the door, she pointed to Wei Xiaobao and cursed, "This little monk is not good."
Wei Xiaobao stuck out his tongue to her. He hesitated for a moment, but in the end he did not dare to enter the room. Turning around, he went to Jielu Courtyard. He saw the gate to the Courtyard was wide open, several dozen monks wearing kasaya were standing on either side of the gate, their expression solemn. The four monks escorting him with the Buddhist knife in their hands opened their mouths together, "Reporting to Fangzhang [Abbot]: Monk Hui Ming is here."
Seeing this kind of expression, Wei Xiaobao mused, "Who do you think you are? The Grand Master of the Courtroom? His granny, what an air." Entering the great hall, he saw several dozen candles were lighted in front of the image of Buddha, the Abbot, Hui Cong Chanshi stood on the left head-position, while on the right stood an old monk, big and tall, whose expression did not show any anger, yet his standing was evident; he was the head of Jielu Courtyard, Cheng Shi Chanshi. Jing Ji, Jing Qing, and the others, four monks, stood below the head-position.
"Shidi," Hui Cong Chanshi said, "Pay your respect to Tathagata." Wei Xiaobao kneeled down in worship.
Hui Cong Chanshi waited until Wei Xiaobao finished paying his respect and stood up before saying, "I will have to bother Shidi to explain what happened at the Pavilion halfway up the mountain to the Head of Jielu Courtyard."
Wei Xiaobao said, "I heard them quarrelling, hence I came over to take a look. As for why they quarreled, I don't have any clue. Jing Ji, why don't you explain?"
"Yes," Jing Ji said. Turning around, he said, "Reporting to Fangzhang and Head of Jielu Courtyard Shishu: disciples, four people, were welcoming the guests at the Pavilion halfway up the mountain. Those two Nu Shizhu have come to the Temple to join in charitable deeds. That was what they tactfully reported to us. Our Temple has always had a custom of not receiving Nu Shizhu. The Nu Shizhu who is slightly older said, 'I heard Shaolin Temple claims itself to be the orthodox school of martial art, each one of the seventy-two unsurpassed artistry is unequalled in the present age. We are here to increase our knowledge, we want to see how formidable it really is.' Disciple replied, 'Our humble Temple does not dare to claim to have unequalled martial art in the present age. Each school, each sect under the heavens has its own strong points, how can Shaolin Pai dare to be arrogant and conceited?'"
Hui Cong Fangzhang said, "You said it well, it was very fitting."
Jing Ji said, "That Nu Shizhu said, 'In that case, Shaolin Pai only enjoys unearned reputation with their 'three-legged cat' boxing technique, isn't that a joke?' Disciple said, 'May I ask which school do the two Nu Shizhu belong to? Whose senior Wulin master's distinguished disciples are you?'"
"Exactly," Hui Cong said, "Those two young women came to this Temple to cause trouble, to look down on our Sect's martial art, their background must be noteworthy, so we should ask clearly their school's origin."
Jing Ji said, "That Nu Shizhu said, 'Do you want to know our school's origin? That's very easy; as soon as you see it, you will know.' Suddenly she made her move and struck disciple and Jing Qing Shidi with her palm. Her movement was very fast, disciple did not guard beforehand, I am very ashamed, unexpectedly I was not able to evade at all. Jing Qing Shidi said, 'How can you play rough and beat people?' That Nu Shizhu laughed and said, 'You asked my school's origin; talking is cheap, action shows result. Now you have seen it, don't you recognize it?' Speaking to this point Hui Ming Shishuzu arrived."
Cheng Shi asked, "When that Nu Shizhu struck you, what technique did she use?"
Jing Ji, Jing Qing lowered their heads and said, "Disciple did not see clearly."
Cheng Shi turned to the other two monks, "You did not take a beating, shouldn't you be able to see the technique that Nu Shizhu used?"
The two monks said, "We only heard 'slap, slap' twice, two Shixiong have been slapped, the woman's hand did not seem to move at all, even her body did not move."
Cheng Shi looked at the Abbot, waiting for his decision. Hui Cong pondered deeply for a moment, then he ordered the monk on duty, "Invite the Heads of Damo Hall and Bo're Hall to come over here."
Not too long afterwards, the two head monks arrive in succession. The Head of Damo Hall was Cheng Xin, the head of the Eighteen Luohan who went to Mount Wutai to rescue the Old Emperor. The Head of Bo're Hall was Cheng Guan Chanshi, an old monk about eighty years of age. The two monks paid their respect to the Abbot.
Hui Cong said, "There are two Nu Shizhu who came to our Temple to create trouble; we don't know which school or sect they belong to. The two of you have extensive knowledge and vast experience, please join us in considering this matter in detail." And he recounted what had happened immediately.
Cheng Xin said, "All along the four martial nephews have never seen her move, but two of you suffered palm strike on your faces. Our Sect's Thousand-Leaf Hands, Wudang Pai's Circling Wind Palm, Kunlun Pai's Falling Wild Goose Fist, as well as Kongtong Pai's Flying Phoenix Hand, all have this kind of technique."
Hui Cong said, "Just based on these two palm strikes, we cannot tell her martial art school. Shidi, how did you fight with them?"
Wei Xiaobao said, "That lady in blue broke four ... four monks' hands first ..." Hui Cong inquired how the four monks had their arms and wrists dislocated. The four monks then successively narrated and acted what had happened to them.
Cheng Xin was watching with rapt attention; he questioned in detail about the woman's technique one by one, finally he turned to Wei Xiaobao and said, "May I ask Shishu, how did that Miss break the Senior's arms?"
Wei Xiaobao said, "The back of my, the Senior's, neck was grabbed by that good-looking Miss, immediately my body was numb, she was grabbing right here." While saying that, he pointed to the back of his neck.
Cheng Xin nodded and said, "That is the Dazhui [big hammer] acupoint, the most vital acupoint on human's body."
Wei Xiaobao said, "I reached backward to get her arm off me, but she punched me on my back; it was so painful I almost died. I, the Senior, was anxious, I clawed wildly backward, and grabbed her chest. This little Miss was also anxious, she broke my arms, threw me to the ground, and chopped me randomly. Damn it, killing people does not need any capital, she was determined to murder her husband and wanted to be a young widow."
Hearing him blabbering nonsense, the monks looked at each other in consternation. Cheng Xin stood behind him, he reached out to examine Wei Xiaobao, and saw that there were three saber slashes on the back of his Buddhist robe. He was shocked and said, "She chopped you three times; Shishu, how is your injury?"
Wei Xiaobao was immensely proud of himself; he said, "I have treasured clothes to protect me, I am not injured at all. Fortunately those three chops did not land on my bald head. That little sister chopped me but I did not die, she must be scared out of her wits, thinking that my, the Senior's, martial art skill was immeasurably deep; therefore, she had no choice but slashing her own neck. Actually, my martial art skill is sloppy and ordinary, but she has a countenance of a flower, face like the moon, so I, the Senior, can't possibly make things difficult for her ..."
Hui Cong was afraid he might continue blabbering nonsense, hence he interrupted, "Shidi, that's enough."
Now the crowd of monks understood the reason why that young woman wanted to kill herself; it was because her breasts were grabbed, she had received enormous humiliation. But at that time Wei Xiaobao's life was hanging on a thread, the three slashes on his robe were the evidence. In critical situation, he randomly grabbed backward and touched whatever part of the enemy's body, so nobody could say he should be blamed. His martial art skill was low, he was grabbed by the enemy and was struggling for his life, how could his action follow any kind of rule?
Cheng Shi's countenance immediately turned gentle; he said, "Shishu, previously I heard that Nu Shizhu kept saying and cursing that you did not observe Buddhist monastic rule, that you violated religious commandment by taking liberty with women, therefore, you have committed a serious offense. Turns out it was an accident during the struggle, so we cannot say that you have violated the monastic discipline. Shishu, please sit down." Personally he picked a chair and placed it next to Hui Cong. By doing this, he was saying that since you did not violate the monastic discipline, Jielu Courtyard did not need to deal with you, you were still my superior in the Temple, then I should show my respect to you.
Giggling, Wei Xiaobao sat down. Seeing his frivolous behavior and senseless talk, Cheng Shi could not help but saying, "Although Shishu did not violate the Buddhist monastic discipline against sexual conduct, when you see the Nu Shizhu, you must maintain your dignity and stern facial expression, you must not fail to show the Shaolin Temple's eminent monk's elegant demeanor."
Wei Xiaobao laughed and said, "My eminent monk status is informal, I got it just to make up the number, it should not be taken seriously."
Hui Cong was about to open his mouth in admonition when the Head of Bo're Hall, Cheng Guan, suddenly said, "There is no school."
Cheng Xin asked in surprise, "Shixiong is saying that those two Nu Shizhu do not belong to any school?"
"They learned martial art by stealing!" Cheng Guan said, "The ‘separating tendon dislocating bone technique’ of those two women contains Wudang, Kunlun, Kongtong and Diancang, four Sects' technique. The three saber slashes on Shishu's back contain Emei, Jingcheng and Shanxi's Luhe Saber, three schools' saber technique. It was a random mixture of several techniques; not only that, their mastery is not perfect. There is no sect in the world with that kind of martial art."
Wei Xiaobao was greatly astonished, "Uh," he said, "You can tell the origin of each move in the style they used?"
 Buddhist monk's knife (not used for killing).
 'Damo' - Dharma, the teaching of Buddha, 'Bo're' - Prajna, the great wisdom. Actually, for Damo, the original Chinese uses 'courtyard/institution' (yuan) instead of 'hall' (tang), but since the term 'Damo Hall' is widely known, I decided to use 'Damo Hall'.
 Not sure about this, Shanxi Luhe Dao literally means 'six-direction (north, south, east, west, and up and down) saber of Shanxi'.
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