Chapter 193 Wedding Dress
As noon approached, the clouds in the sky gradually dissipated with the end of the competition.

As the saying goes, the will of heaven is unpredictable. The gloomy and depressing atmosphere of impending storms suddenly disappeared in the blink of an eye. When the haze faded away, the clear sky and blue sun reappeared in the world. At the end of the azure sky, the sun shone brightly, reflecting the green mountains and green waters of Shaoshi Mountain in a brilliant manner.

Accompanied by his two uncles Guoshan and Guoxin, Wuchan came to the Shaolin Temple's Sutra Library.

The Sutra Library is a three-story pavilion located in the West Garden of Shaolin Temple. It is on the same line with the Main Hall in the center and the Abbot's Zen Room in the East Garden. It symbolizes the Three Treasures of "Buddha, Dharma, and Sangha". It is the three most solemn and sacred places in Shaolin Temple, and it is also the first forbidden area of ​​Shaolin Temple.

The Sutra Repository is located in the center of the Mahayana Dharma Field. It is empty and paved with blue bricks. It is spotless. It is bright in the daytime and bright in the night. There is no obstruction within a radius of 100 meters. Therefore, anyone who approaches the Sutra Repository will be clearly visible in this empty and open Dharma Field, no matter day or night.

The reason why this place is so empty is to protect the Sutra Repository to prevent people with bad intentions from hiding around and waiting for an opportunity to sneak in.

After all, the Shaolin Sutra Library is a well-known "noble" place. It contains not only the martial arts secrets of the Shaolin 72 unique skills, but also the collections of hundreds of martial arts and thousands of martial arts, as well as countless natural treasures and rare and exotic objects. It is no exaggeration to say that the Sutra Library is the holy place in the dreams of martial artists all over the world.

Wuchan and the other two walked to the Mahayana Dharma Hall and suddenly stopped 20 meters away from the Sutra Library. The three of them put their hands together and bowed respectfully towards the silent Sutra Library.

"My four great uncles Xuanyun, Xuanfeng, Xuanshan and Xuanhai, I, your disciple Wuchan, have come on the orders of the abbot to retrieve the 'Xuanshui Volume 2'." Wuchan spoke loudly to the silent Sutra Repository.

Because it was so quiet here, even after Wu Chan's voice fell, echoes still lingered in his ears.

A moment later, an old and kind laugh suddenly rang out from the Sutra Library: "Xiao Wuchan, who won in the end, the Pan family or the Qin family?"

"To reply to Grandmaster Xuanyun, the Pan family won." Wuchan replied respectfully, "Donor Liu Xunyi faced Donor Qin Tianjiu. After the two fought for 300 rounds, Donor Liu finally won by one move against Donor Qin."

"Haha..." Another old voice sounded quietly, "It's true that the waves behind push the waves ahead. Liu Xunyi is so young, but he is able to defeat the 'lame swordsman' Qin Tianjiu. It's rare! It's really rare!" After saying that, the man added jokingly, "Brother, you are really wise. I guessed wrong again."

Hearing this, Wu Chan subconsciously looked at Guo Shan and Guo Xin, and all three of them had a look of embarrassment on their faces.

According to the rules and regulations, monks must not gamble, but the four monks who guard the Sutra Library often bet with each other. Even so, no one dares to say a word. This is because the four of them have the highest seniority in Shaolin Temple. Even Abbot Xuanming has to address them as "senior brothers" when he sees them.

"Qin Tianjiu was defeated, how can the Hexi Qin family let it go?" Xuanshan's voice suddenly came.

"Of course not. Just after the competition, the Qin family's donors were quite angry and almost fought with donors Pan and Luo. If the abbot hadn't intervened in time, it would have been another disaster. That's why the abbot asked his disciples to retrieve the "Xuan Shui Volume 2." Wu Chan reported, "Now, the donors of the Pan and Qin families have been left in the Wenshu Dharma Field by the abbot, waiting for his disciples to take the "Xuan Shui Volume 2" back. I guess... he is worried that the Pan and Qin families will do something inappropriate again?"

"No matter how angry the Qin family is, they will never dare to do anything wrong in my Shaolin." Xuan Hai said calmly, "I met the ancestor of the Qin family once before. He was a stubborn person who would not give up until he achieved his goal. I didn't expect his grandson to be the same. I'm afraid that even if the Pan family wins the competition today, they will not be able to escape the bad luck in the future. Instead of that, it's better to hand over the "Xuan Shui Xia Juan" to the Qin family."

"The real grudge between the Pan and Qin families does not lie in a sword manual, but in the old grudges." Xuanfeng sighed.

"These are all old stories, why bother to take revenge?" Xuan Yun said with a smile, "Forget it! Karma is cyclical, good is reincarnated into evil, everything has its own destiny. Xiao Wuchan, return this scroll!"

Before he finished speaking, a wooden box suddenly flew out of a window on the second floor of the Sutra Repository and landed steadily in Wuchan's arms. Wuchan and the other two took a look at the copper lock and seal on the wooden box, then bowed to the Sutra Repository again and left quickly.

After Wu Chan and the other two left, a long sigh suddenly came from the Sutra Repository.

"If Master Kong Sheng were still alive, he would be even more sad to see that the Pan and Qin families are still fighting to this day... Alas!"

……

The Sutra Repository is in the front mountain, and the Manjusri Dharma Field is in the back mountain. Therefore, Wu Chan and his three companions had to pass through a narrow mountain path of several hundred meters before they could return the "Xuan Shui Xia Juan" to Pan Chuba.

On both sides of the mountain path, there were lush greenery, birds singing and flowers blooming. The fragrance spread all over the mountains and the waterfall hung in the distance. Wuchan and the other two felt refreshed and relaxed. The tension and depression they had just felt when watching the battle at the Wenshu Dharma Field were also dissipated at this moment.

On weekdays, Wuchan often carried water on this mountain road. He had walked this road more than ten thousand times in the past ten years. He was already familiar with it. Therefore, he took the initiative to talk about Buddhism with Guoshan and Guoxin along the way to relieve the "emotional tribulation" buried in his heart for the past two days.

"Wuchan, what are women? Women are tigers, jackals, and ferocious beasts. We monks must never provoke them." Guo Xin comforted.

"That's right. There are thousands of calamities in the world. You can overcome the calamity of life and death, but the calamity of love is the most difficult to overcome." Guo Shan agreed. After that, he knocked Wu Chan on the head and scolded him, "What are you thinking about all day, little monk? Have you forgotten 'form is emptiness, emptiness is form'? I punish you to go back and copy the Heart Sutra ten thousand times. Let's see if you dare to have such nonsense again."

"My two uncles, I..."

"Little master!"

Suddenly, a hurried and frightened voice sounded from the end of the mountain path. Then, Pan Yuyin ran over with panicked eyes.

As soon as he saw Pan Yuyin, Wuchan's mind was immediately in turmoil, and his cheeks turned red for no reason. When he saw Pan Yuyin's anxious expression and messy steps, an ominous premonition instantly surged into his heart.

"Pan... Donor Pan!"

Wuchan called out stutteringly. While he was talking, he, Guoshan and Guoxin had already approached Pan Yuyin. However, Pan Yuyin's hair was disheveled, her face was panicked, and even her voice was trembling slightly.

"Female donor, what happened?" Guo Shan asked anxiously.

"It's bad..." Pan Yuyin said anxiously, "The people who set fire to Guanyin Temple last night have just come back again, and this time there are more than one person, but hundreds of them. Each of them is holding a sword in their hands, and they have started a fierce battle with the abbot and his men..."

"What?" When Pan Yuyin said this, Wuchan and the other two were shocked. Wuchan subconsciously asked, "Is the donor Pan... injured?"

“No!” Pan Yuyin hurriedly shook her head and said, “There are too many people coming. The abbot and Lord Luo are afraid that they are outnumbered, so they specifically asked me to go to Shaolin Temple for help…”

"How can this be? Who are they? How dare they go wild in Shaolin!" Guo Shan was immediately furious and urged, "Guo Xin, hurry back to the temple and gather all the fellow disciples. Wu Chan and I will go to the Manjusri Dharma Field to protect the abbot first."

"Okay!" At this moment, Guo Xin was already in a state of confusion, so without any hesitation, he turned around and ran towards Shaolin Temple in a panic.

"Wuchan, let's go!"

Guo Shan hurriedly called out and rushed to the Manjusri Dharma Field. Anxious Wu Chan was about to catch up, but Pan Yuyin suddenly reached out and grabbed him.

Wuchan was stunned and asked quickly, "Donor Pan, what are you doing..."

"Grandpa said... those people came for our Pan family's 'Xuan Shui Xia Juan'. Maybe they were secretly arranged by the Hexi Qin family to snatch the sword manual." Pan Yuyin said with a worried look on her face, "The Wenshu execution ground is in chaos now. I don't know if there are any ambushes outside the execution ground. Grandpa told me to protect 'Xuan Shui Xia Juan' at all costs, and he also repeatedly told me not to go back to take risks again..."

"What should I do then?" Wuchan was worried about Xuanming and was already in a state of confusion, with no idea what to do.

"Why don't you give me the 'Xuan Shui Xia Juan' and I'll take it to Shaolin Temple first. I believe that no matter how presumptuous the thieves are, they will never dare to chase and kill them in Shaolin Temple." Pan Yuyin hesitated. At the same time, she looked at Wuchan with her worried and anxious eyes, and begged: "Little Master, please save my grandfather! He is old, I am afraid of him..." Before she finished speaking, Pan Yuyin covered her face and cried bitterly.

Seeing Pan Yuyin's pitiful appearance with tears in her eyes, Wuchan's heart softened instantly and tears began to well up in his eyes.

Wu Chan nodded repeatedly and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Pan, I will definitely protect your grandfather!" After that, Wu Chan hurriedly stuffed the wooden box in his arms into Pan Yuyin's hands and said quickly, "You are right, the sword manual must not be brought back to the Wenshu Dharma Field. Take it back to the temple first. There are many uncles and great-grandmasters with high martial arts skills there. No one can hurt you, let alone take it away."

"What about you?" Pan Yuyin took the wooden box and asked pitifully.

"I'm going to save the abbot and your grandfather..." Before he could finish his words, the impatient Wuchan had already quickly run towards the Manjusri Dharma Field.

"Young Master, be careful!"

Looking at Wuchan who was in a hurry and walking away, Pan Yuyin, with tears in her eyes, did not forget to shout out a few words of advice.

But the strange thing was that after Pan Yuyin finished saying this, the pitiful look on her face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a cunning look that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

"What an interesting little monk! He didn't even dare to look me in the eye. This saved me from a lot of trouble. Haha... It's really like searching for something without any effort!"

Pan Yuyin looked at the wooden box in her hand again, then jumped up and quickly disappeared into the vast mountains and forests.

……

About a cup of tea later, Wuchan, relying on his extraordinary martial arts skills, arrived at the Manjusri Dharma Field before Guoshan.

Before Wuchan could fight the thieves, he suddenly saw that the execution ground was in complete silence. Xuanming, Luo Tianjin, Qin Ming, Pan Chuba, Song Yu and others were all as calm as before, sitting quietly on the sidelines.

There were no sudden thieves, nor any ambushes from all sides.

"Wu Chan?" Xuan Ming looked at Wu Chan, who was sweating profusely and had a shocked face, and asked suspiciously, "Why are you panicking?"

"I……"

Wuchan really couldn't figure out what was going on. He stood there in a daze for a long time without answering.

"Where are the things?" Xuanming frowned and asked again.

"Something?" Wuchan was stunned. "What is it?"

"The Xuanshui volume goes down!" Xuanming's tone sank, and a look of displeasure suddenly appeared on his face.

Wu Chan was stunned and asked in surprise: "Things? I just gave it to the female donor of the Pan family..."

"The female donor of the Pan family?" Pan Chuba's eyes flashed with suspicion, and he asked tentatively, "Young master, are you talking about... my granddaughter Pan Yuyin?"

"That's right!" Wuchan nodded repeatedly, "I just gave her the 'Xuan Shui Volume 2', and she also told me..."

"give it to me?"

Before Wuchan could finish his words, Pan Yuyin's voice suddenly rang out behind Pan Chuba. Then, with a puzzled look on her face, Pan Yuyin walked slowly and asked softly, "I wonder what the young master just gave me?"

"boom!"

Pan Yuyin's appearance caused a sudden buzz in Wuchan's mind. He stood there in a daze, staring at Pan Yuyin, who was calm and composed, with astonishment in his eyes, and didn't know how to respond for a long time.

At this moment, Guo Shan, who arrived late, roared and rushed into the Manjusri Dharma Field. However, when he saw the scene in front of him, he was also stunned. Then he pointed at Pan Yuyin with astonishment and exclaimed, "Female donor? Why are you here?"

"I've always been here."

"What? You've been here all along? Then who was the female donor we met on the mountain path just now? How come there are two identical female donors?"

As soon as Guo Shan said this, everyone's expression suddenly changed.

Xuanming, Pan Chuba, Qin Ming, Luo Tianjin, Song Yu and the others were all horrified and almost stood up at the same time, their expressions so complicated that they were beyond words.

"Wu Chan, what's going on? Where is 'Xuan Shui Volume 2'?" Xuan Ming asked angrily.

"I... I have already handed the Xuanshui down to the donor from the Pan family..."

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(End of this chapter)