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    Shaolin Temple is located at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, the main peak of Songshan Mountain. It is the birthplace of Shaolin martial arts and the ancestral hall of the Zen sect, the largest branch of Chinese Buddhism. It was first built in the Northern Wei Dynasty and was already famous by the Tang Dynasty.

    Zhang Xian followed Hu Congjun, each with a few personal adjutants, and rode to the Shaolin Temple. At this time, the Shaolin Temple was in a dilapidated state, with only one mountain gate still intact.  There was a monk sweeping the floor in front of the mountain gate. When he saw the arrival of these officers, he quickly dropped his broom and ran into the temple.

    Hu Congjun and Zhang Xian jumped off their horses together, handed the horses to the groom behind them, and the two of them walked into the mountain gate one after the other.  As he walked, Hu Congjun said to Zhang Xian: "Zhang Xian, this Shaolin Temple has a great reputation. I didn't expect it to be so dilapidated when I walked in!"

    Zhang Xian nodded and followed into the mountain gate. He saw that the area inside was vast, but there were ruins and ruins everywhere. There were still wooden pillars standing among the ruins, but they all had the color of black paint and burnt paint. They were obviously from the past.  There had been a fire, but the fire was a bit old, and there were cobwebs everywhere among the wooden pillars.

    A monk wearing gray cloth robes came out and came to meet Hu Congjun. When he got closer, he bowed his head and recited "Amitabha", and then asked the guest's name and position.

    Adjutant Liu, who was behind Hu Congjun, came out first to introduce his army commander and Brigadier Zhang Xian to the Zhike monk. The Zhike monk was startled for a moment and just nodded.  In fact, several troops had passed by nearby in the past few days, and the sound of gunfire had already alarmed the monks in the temple. At this time, the visit of these officers was not surprising to him.

    "Is your abbot, Master Zhenxu, here?" Hu Congjun asked first.  Zhang Xian was a little surprised. How did Hu Congjun know the name of this presiding officer?

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? saw an old monk with a bead coming out of the door. He had a kind face and a lean body. He should be less than 60 years old, but his legs and feet looked very agile.

    "This is our abbot, Master Zhenxu!" Zhike Monk introduced to Hu Congjun.

    Hu Congjun imitated the monk's behavior, put his hands together and saluted, and said politely: "Hello, Master Zhenxu, I am Hu Congjun, the commander of the 18th Reorganized Army of the National Revolutionary Army. I have long admired his name and passed by here, so I came to ask for help."  Worry, please forgive me!"

    Hearing that Hu Congjun was so polite, Abbot Zhenxu already had a good impression of them. He immediately returned the gift, answered politely, and then personally led everyone around the temple.

    Looking at the dilapidated scene of this temple, Hu Congjun couldn't help but feel a little strange. He couldn't help but ask: "I have heard about the name of Shaolin Temple for a long time. When I come today, why do I see it as if it has been burned by fire?"

    Monk Zhenxu just sighed and told him: "Donor Hu is right, our place was indeed burned by fire, but that was twenty years ago!"

    "Oh? I wonder who did it?" Zhang Xian couldn't help but ask.

    Zhenxu glanced at him and told him: "Shiyousan!"

    Zhang Xian and Hu Congjun looked at each other. Of course, the two of them were familiar with this name. They nodded and couldn't help but said: "It turns out it was this traitor who did it!"

    "Why did Shi Yousan want to burn down the Shaolin Temple?" Hu Congjun couldn't help but ask.

    Monk Zhenxu smiled bitterly and then revealed the whole story.  It turns out that in the early years of the Republic of China, bandits were rampant here. In order to protect the people, the Shaolin Temple established a militia organization, which later became closely related to Fan Zhongxiu of the Henan Founding Army.  During the fierce battle between Fan's tribe and Feng Yuxiang's tribe in Shaanxi, the monks from Shaolin Temple helped Fan attack Feng, but were defeated by Feng Yuxiang's general Shi Yousan. Therefore, Shi Yousan ordered people to burn the Shaolin Temple to vent his personal anger.

    After listening to the narration of Monk Zhenxu, both Zhang Xian and Hu Congjun felt very sad. The destruction of a thousand-year-old ancient temple was said to be the misfortune of the Shaolin Temple, but in fact it was also the misfortune of a nation.  At the moment, Hu Congjun was very generous and donated one thousand silver dollars as funds to repair the main hall, which made Abbot Zhenxu extremely grateful.

    Monk Zhenxu led Hu Congjun and Zhang Xian to his abbot's room where the guests and hosts sat down. Hu Congjun talked to him about something else, nothing more than Buddhism and the like. Zhang Xian just listened and did not interrupt.  At the end of the sentence, Hu Congjun said: "When I was in Dengfeng County, I heard that my master was so skilled in martial arts that even a dozen people couldn't get close to him, so I admired him very much!"

    Zhenxu smiled, everyone was willing to hear such words, but he waved his hand and said: "False words cannot be believed. Practicing martial arts is just to strengthen the body!"

    Hu Congjun nodded, smiled again, and said: "I have a request, and I hope the master can agree!"

    &nbJust let him test the calligraphy casually, just for fun!  Haha, if we take these things seriously, what kind of war will we soldiers have to fight? We can win the war by finding a calligrapher to calculate it!  "

    Hearing what he said, Zhang Xian couldn't help but laugh, but he still said a little bit: "Military seat, if you play like this, it will really upset me!"

    "Yes!" Hu Congjun also sighed and said with some regret: "I'm worried too, hey! If I had known this, it would be better not to go to the Shaolin Temple!"

    Although I said this, I have been there and tested my words. This has become a shadow in the hearts of the two of them.

    Neither Hu Congjun nor Zhang Xian thought that this shadow would continue.

    The reorganized Eighteenth Army finally successfully passed the pass at Songshan Mountain, and came out onto a flat and open plain, with Luoyang not far to the west.

    But at this moment, the heavy rain suddenly came unexpectedly, and it was a torrential downpour, which made people feel even more surprised.  This is the weather in March. Although there is more rain in early spring, it is mostly light rain. Such heavy rain is rare not only in the Central Plains, but also in the Jiangnan and Guangdong and Guangxi regions. In this season, this kind of rain is rare.  Rain is also rare.

    It only took less than two days for Hu Congjun to lead his troops to the banks of the Yi River in the area east of Longmen Mountain in the south of Luoyang. It was only more than thirty miles away from Luoyang City, and he could already hear the news from Luoyang City.  The sound of fierce gunfire came.  But at this time, everyone discovered that the water in the Yihe River had surged, making it impossible to wade on foot and had to build a bridge.  But building a bridge over a torrent of water is undoubtedly a recipe for death.  The engineering regiment spent a lot of effort, and five or six people were swept away by the flood, and they could not build the bridge across the river bank. For a while, the large troops gathered on the south bank of the Yi River, and only the people watching the river were left sighing.

    Zhang Xian suddenly remembered the prophecy of the old monk from Shaolin Temple. He said that the Eighteenth Army would be blocked by water in this mission. Will it really become a reality?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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