In the Apartment: My Cute Girlfriend

There is no need to introduce the person in the martial arts world who can perform the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and has close ties with Shaolin. It is none other than Qiao Feng.

Chen Meijia watched helplessly as Qiao Feng knocked Lu Ziqiao flying into the sky, streaking across the sky like a meteor, and couldn't help but laugh sadly.

"Well done." Chen Meijia cheered excitedly, which scared Qiao Feng. Is this girl so open-minded?

"Miss...what are your plans next?" Qiao Feng hesitated, not knowing how to start, but finally chose to ask directly.

Qiao Feng came to Shaolin today to find his master and ask about his life experience.

After experiencing the incident in Xingzilin, Qiao Feng was betrayed by his so-called brothers. In a fit of rage, he abandoned his dog-beating stick and left the Beggars' Sect. Now he is no longer the leader of the Beggars' Sect.

He also knew that he was not a Song person, but a Khitan. After thinking for a long time, he finally decided to go to Shaolin to find his master to ask the truth of all this. But in fact, he already had some guesses in his heart, but before everything was settled, he still had a hope in his heart.

But at this moment he accidentally witnessed Lu Ziqiao's misconduct. Facing this poor girl in front of him, Qiao Feng didn't know what to do. If he ignored her, it was not his style, but it was not very appropriate to take her with him now, so Qiao Feng didn't know what to do for a moment.

"Ah? Me? I don't care." Chen Meijia was still immersed in the sadness of happiness, and replied subconsciously.

"Ah?" Now it was Qiao Feng's turn to be confused. Are girls nowadays so optimistic when faced with such things?

Fortunately, Chen Meijia finally realized her current setting and immediately changed her expression.

Inner Monologue Wall Tang Youyou: "Tang's performance rules, showtime"

Yang Yu: "It's not the second season yet, don't steal the show."

Tang Youyou: "You don't understand, the show is won by snatching it away."

Yang Yu shouted helplessly: "Author!?"

Suddenly, a group of men in black who came from the neighboring Detective Conan to make a friendly guest appearance rushed up and took Tang Youyou away.

"Hey, what are you guys doing? Zhang Wei's here so early, why can't I do it? Author, please consider me. How about I show you a show? I can do twenty consecutive back flips."

"Girl?" Qiao Feng looked at Chen Meijia, who had stopped talking mid-sentence, puzzled. He couldn't help but think to himself, "This girl stopped talking mid-sentence, and her expression kept changing. Could she be mentally disturbed? What a sin! I should have put in a little more effort just now."

"I'm fine, someone just stole the show." Chen Meijia explained casually.

"Stealing the show?" Qiao Feng looked a little surprised, but he quickly recovered and looked at Chen Meijia with pity.

"It doesn't matter, let's continue." Chen Meijia rolled her eyes.

"It seems that he is really mentally disturbed." Qiao Feng thought to himself and sighed. Why is this world so miserable?

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared and walked towards this side. Then the figure staggered in front of Qiao Feng and fell directly into his arms.

"Girl?" Qiao Feng was extremely surprised and asked worriedly while holding the girl in the clothes of a young monk, but the girl was unable to respond.

Just when Qiao Feng wanted to look up and seek help from Chen Meijia, he had already lost sight of Chen Meijia. After all, Qiao Feng was extremely strong, but he had a stinky masculine smell, which was not Chen Meijia's type at all, so Chen Meijia decisively slipped away.

As for Qiao Feng...

Some people, some things, and some fate cannot be escaped.

"Senior, since you are already here, why don't you show yourself?" Yang Yu released the hand that was hugging Rose and looked seriously in one direction. He could feel that there was a deadly danger in this direction. Rose also looked over cautiously, secretly preparing to take action at any time.

"Anita Buddha, why are you doing this, donor?" A skinny monk in a green robe walked out slowly with a broom in his hand. His face was full of sadness. He couldn't help but sighed as he looked at the monks lying on the ground.

"I am just a monk sweeping the floor. Why do you have to do this?" The skinny monk slowly put down the broom, clasped his hands together and prayed to the Buddha.

"If not, how could you show up?"

After Yang Yu put the six flying swords back into the Wushuang Sword Box, he looked at the Sweeping Monk seriously. This opponent was extraordinary. He was the top character in ordinary martial arts stories. Even if he tried his best, he might still be defeated. But since he had already come here, how could he not fight with him?

Rose didn't say much when she saw this. This was Yang Yu's battle. All she could do was support him silently. Rose slowly walked to the corner and looked at the two of them. This place would neither affect their subsequent battle nor prevent Rose from supporting Yang Yu when needed.

"Anita Buddha, it seems that the donor has been deeply possessed by the devil. Why don't you come with me to guard the Sutra Library and use the Buddhist scriptures in this library to save the donor from the sea of ​​suffering." The skinny monk looked at Yang Yu seriously. Just as Yang Yu felt that the Sweeping Monk was no ordinary person, the Sweeping Monk could also feel the threat posed by Yang Yu.

"What is a demon? If it's not a Buddha, then it's a demon. Then what's the difference between a Buddha and a demon?" Yang Yu pointed at the sweeping monk with disdain. How could this world be so simply divided into black and white?

"Anita Buddha, it seems that you have a prejudice against Buddha. If you can correctly understand Buddha, you will naturally convert." The skinny monk said this without caring about Yang Yu's words. Instead of defeating Yang Yu, he hoped to convert Yang Yu. This is also his way of martial arts.

"Convert? Convert to whom?" Yang Yu looked at the skinny monk seriously. This competition was not only about the superiority of martial arts moves, but also about discussing the truth.

Rose looked at Yang Yu with a little worry in her eyes, but still didn't say anything, because she believed him, that's all.

"Of course it is to take refuge in the Buddha, the Dharma, and the Sangha. These are the Three Refuges in Buddhism." The skinny monk seemed to be really explaining it to Yang Yu.

"Really? But I've heard a story about the Four Refuges." Yang Yu didn't care but introduced it to the Sweeping Monk.

"The Four Refuges? I'd like to hear more about them." the skinny monk asked.

"Then listen carefully."

"There was once a beautiful girl who often came to the temple to see the young monk, to listen to him preach, chant, and talk about Zen."

"One day, Miss Xiu came to listen to the little monk's story as usual."

"This time the little monk is telling the story of the Three Refuges."

"Once upon a time there was an old monk who was always visited by thieves. One day, the thief came again. The monk said to the thief, please put your hand through the crack in the door, and I will give you whatever you want."

"The thief was overjoyed and, as the old monk said, he reached his hand through the crack in the door. Unexpectedly, the old monk grabbed his hand, tied it to a pillar, and beat him with a stick, shouting, 'I take refuge in the Buddha, I take refuge in the Dharma, I take refuge in the Sangha.'"

"The thief was in so much pain that he could not bear it any longer and had no choice but to follow suit and shout, 'I take refuge in the Buddha, I take refuge in the Dharma, I take refuge in the Sangha.'"

"The young monk said this is the famous Three Refuges story in Buddhist scriptures."