Shaolin monk

"..." This name is so frenzied, Ling Duoduo couldn't help but look around, fortunately it was already late at this time, and no one was passing by nearby, otherwise Shaolin disciples would see it, and his image of ten years of painstaking efforts would be completely ruined .

Fang Shiyu succeeded in playing a prank, and he tightened his thighs in his hands triumphantly, laughing loudly, got up from the ground after a while, patted the fallen leaves on his buttocks, and said with a smile: "Dashi, I'm going into the toilet tomorrow." It’s Shaolin, I’m too excited to sleep, if Dashi has time, can you take me around Shaolin?”

Ling Duoduo looked ahead expressionlessly, and slowly said, "Call me 'Dashi' again, and I will apply to Master to be in charge of the discipline in the temple, specifically to supervise whether the Shaolin lay disciples abide by the temple rules and disciplines."

A certain person could easily tell that he and Miao Cuihua were secretly eating some meat, so what if they come to supervise him again?Fang Shiyu shivered subconsciously: "Wow, isn't this idea too cruel?"

Ling Duoduo chose to defend his name right with a silent smile.

Fang Shiyu scratched his bald forehead, and said helplessly, "Okay then, but I don't want to call you 'little master' anymore, instead of 'master', how about 'three rites'?"

"You have already become a disciple of Shaolin laymen, shouldn't you call me 'Senior Brother'?" Ling Duoduo couldn't help sighing after finishing speaking, "This generation is really messed up, and layman disciples are all included in the name of abbot and uncle. Now, you and Senior Sister Miao have become senior sister and younger brother."

Fang Shiyu obviously didn't expect this to happen before, he was stunned after hearing this, he opened his mouth and then closed it, after a while he asked cautiously: "I, I really need to call you 'Senior Brother'?"

It was the first time that Ling Duoduo saw the expression of swallowing flies of the intelligent standard emerge from his face, he thought it was amused, and frowned in displeasure on his face: "What do you mean by that, is it humiliating to be my junior brother?" You?" It's only a generation later, otherwise, if you call him after Miao Cuihua, you should call him "Master Uncle".

"No, of course not—" Fang Shiyu was not sure whether he was really angry or fake, and quickly waved his hands to explain, "You are younger than me, calling you 'senior brother' always feels weird..."

"This is called seniority ranking, regardless of age, just seniority." Ling Duoduo wanted to hear him call "senior brother", so he was happy to spend a little more time to reason with him, "There are many monks with white beards and hair in Shaolin Temple who met me. You have to shout 'Senior Brother', and you are not a few years older than me."

Fang Shiyu pretended not to hear, tilted his head and looked at him for a long time, suddenly his eyes lit up, and asked with a smile: "I call you 'Senior Brother' when there are people, and 'Duo Duo' when there is no one?"

Duo your sister, Ling Duoduo rolled his eyes at him, saw Fang Shiyu smiling very proudly, but after thinking about it, he felt that there was nothing wrong with it, but he worriedly said: "Don't call me 'Duoduo' in front of others, otherwise Just break up until the end of the world."

"Don't worry, I'm Fang Shiyu, I'll definitely pay attention." Fang Shiyu said cheerfully and patted him on the shoulder, "Take me to Shaolin Temple for a visit?"

Seeing that he didn't look like he was joking, Ling Duoduo pulled him seriously and said, "I advise you to go back to rest earlier, tomorrow you have to listen to my master's admonition, he can talk for two hours."

It doesn't matter if you stand for two hours, but if you have to stand for two hours and have to bear the magic sound, it will be too painful.Fang Shiyu was stunned, and the joy of being admitted to Shaolin Temple after all the hard work disappeared in an instant, and complained: "How can I sleep peacefully once you say this?"

Ling Duoduo did not deny that he did say this on purpose with a bad intention, and smiled at him without answering. With luck, he tapped the trunk and flew away.

Fang Shiyu stood there looking at his back for a long time, nodded with a smile and shook his head, kicked a small stone on the side of the road and muttered, "Ah, he was not like this when we met. It's revealed", and slowly walked towards the plum blossom resort.

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Ling Duoduo had originally agreed yesterday that he would send Miao Cuihua off Jiulian Mountain early in the morning—he was still looking forward to seeing whether Fang Shiyu would cry when he said goodbye to his mother, but he just got up from the bed, and the Called by wisdom to order a new errand.

He wondered why Smart likes to restrain himself by his side no matter what he does now, but he couldn't refuse, so he could only obediently follow him to the main hall of the Discipline Academy.

"Brother Abbot is going to meet the newly recruited lay disciples here today. As a teacher, he is also responsible for explaining the Shaolin Temple rules to them. Several elders also need to stay here, and they cannot spare time to supervise the practice of the disciples of each courtyard. Therefore, I After discussing with Senior Brother Zhishan, we decided that you should be in charge of this work for the time being." Zhizhi ordered in a low voice.

No matter how Ling Duoduo thought about it, he felt that something was wrong. His seniority in Shaolin Temple was not considered high. Many monks practicing martial arts in the compound were his senior brothers. are they?"

"Since you are asked to supervise the martial arts practice of the entire courtyard, everyone will have to watch it again." After Zhizhi finished speaking, he saw a look of panic on his face, "It's okay, this is agreed by the elders, you You are younger and have less qualifications, but you are diligent and diligent, and your martial arts are not low. Among the next generation of disciples, you are the only one who is suitable." After speaking, he raised his hand and patted Ling Duoduo on the shoulder.

The meaning of these words is not as simple as it sounds on the surface, especially coupled with the movements of the smart hands, no matter how you look at it, there is a taste of "do it well, we are all optimistic about you". Not everyone is qualified to come forward to supervise the Shaolin Temple All the disciples in the practice.

If Ling Duoduo realized something, he did not forget to adjust his facial expression to one of fear and fear. After hesitating for a long time, he gritted his teeth and nodded: "Yes, I understand."

In the past, he was done after saying this sentence, but this time he did not forget to add a special sentence: "The disciple is very grateful to the master for his painstaking cultivation, and I ask the master to be respected by the disciple."

Although Zhizhi said it lightly, as if it was settled easily, but Ling Duoduo also knew that it was definitely not that simple. Zhizhi spent a lot of time persuading the deans to entrust him with such an important errand.

Supervising a day's martial arts practice will not have much impact on the progress of each disciple's martial arts, but it is a great affirmation of Ling Duoduo's own ability.

Zhizhi is also very happy in his heart. In the past, when he gave lectures to the lay disciples who were newly recruited each time, the long-faced job of supervising the rest of the disciples' martial arts training fell on the most outstanding disciple of the Bodhidharma Academy. The court got it, which is really too much face.

Although he was happy in his heart, he looked at his disciples kneeling down and was concerned about his usual image, but he couldn't express it clearly, so he deliberately made a serious expression, and just nodded slightly: "The hard work you put in every day, As a teacher, I also see it in my eyes, remember to guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and move forward steadily."

"Yes, master, the disciple has made it down." Ling Duoduo came out of Zhizhi's meditation room, rubbing his chin in a little distress.

He just got an important errand. Although Ling Duoduo himself has a good idea of ​​how to teach his disciples-he has almost done such jobs in his last two lives-but he can't act too easily. If Zhizhi saw it, he would think that he didn't pay attention to this errand.

There is such a trouble for a master who likes to take care of things and think about things. Naturally, intelligence has its cuteness, but the requirements for disciples are very strict.

Ling Duoduo reckoned that he would not be able to leave Shaolin Temple today, instead he should shut the door alone and pretend to be nervous, so he looked around for someone to help him deliver a message to the Plum Blossom Resort.

Today I can't bother San Jie and San Chi anymore, they have a lot of things to do, they are already busy enough, Ling Duoduo thinks that he is not very familiar with other monks in Shaolin Temple, and he is quite troubled.

Fortunately, he looked around and found a suitable candidate. Monk Sande, who was carrying a bucket to collect water and water vegetables on the mountainside, had to go to the medicine garden in the Plum Blossom Resort every day.

This Sande monk became a Shaolin disciple together with Ling Duoduo. He is an art teacher and has been responsible for the simple work of watering vegetables and farming for more than ten years. His status in Shaolin Temple is not high, and no one has ever seen him use martial arts.

Ling Duoduo has always suspected that he possesses high-level martial arts, but he respects everyone's secrets, so he has never delved into it. He only knows that Monk Sande is quite close to his sister because he often goes to the Plum Blossom Resort.

Seeing that San De took the initiative to come forward to say hello, he briefly explained the matter politely, and asked San De to send a message, telling Fang Shiyu and others that he could not go to see him off.

Sande readily agreed, congratulated him by the way, and asked, "Fang Shiyu, but that Fang Shiyu who was rumored to have killed Thunder Tiger with three punches?"

Ling Duoduo felt that even if he replaced "Fang Shiyu" with "Wu Song" in his words, there was no sense of disobedience at all, so he gave a dry laugh, nodded and said, "Your brother is right, it is that Fang Shiyu."

Fang De said "oh", nodded and said, "Brother, you can rest assured, the little monk will definitely bring the words to you."

"Thank you, Junior Brother." Ling Duoduo returned the salute and thanked him.

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Ling Duoduo stayed in the compound, carefully instructing all the disciples on the number of boxing methods. He really didn't know much before, and his prestige in the hearts of Shaolin disciples was still very high.

A three-time martial arts champion with an exceptionally reliable face, no disciple came forward to embarrass him all the way.

Ling Duoduo did his best to instruct his disciples. He knew how to make his speeches easier for people to understand, and he also explained in simple terms when dismantling moves.

Sliding all the way down, he even gained a group of fans by mistake. Ling Duoduo's forehead was covered with black lines, and he was still supervising a group of Shaolin disciples who had just started practicing Chaoyangquan, when he saw a little monk running over and said: " Martial uncle, the abbot and master ancestor called you over."

Ling Duoduo turned his head and looked over when he heard the words, and sure enough, he saw Zhishan standing not far away and nodded slightly to him.He hastily put down what he was doing and greeted him, saluted and said: "The disciple has met the master master."

Zhishan nodded and said: "Follow me to the meditation room, don't look here for now, I have something to ask you."

"Yes, master." Ling Duoduo replied, and followed him to the meditation room.

Zhishan just came back from the opening speech to the lay disciples, looked at him and said softly: "I heard that Senior Sister Wumei said about Fang Shiyu, did he really hit Li Bashan's Twelve Linked Legs?"

"Yes, Master, that's exactly the case." Ling Duoduo raised his head and said earnestly, "As far as I know, Master Li changed to Wudang after leaving Shaolin, and he is a close relative and brother with Baimei, the current head teacher of Wudang School. The relationship with Wudang is tense, if someone finds out that Fang Shiyu joined Shaolin, I am afraid there will be another disturbance."

Zhishan smiled and said: "Are you worried that Wudang will come to Shaolin again to make trouble?"

Ling Duoduo nodded solemnly, and said: "This matter is related to the safety of Shaolin. Although we are not afraid of Wudang, it is better to have less than one more thing. Shaolin and Wudang are the leaders of the martial arts. If there is a big conflict between the two factions, I am afraid there will be another incident." A bloodbath."

Zhishan asked him to come here this time, in fact, to find out how Fang Shiyu's injuries were. Unexpectedly, he was slightly surprised to hear his words, and then his eyes lit up. The voice said: "Is this what you thought?"

Ling Duoduo seemed to be unable to understand the meaning of his question. He was also taken aback when he heard the words, and looked at him for a while before saying: "Yes... Master, this is just my disciple's humble opinion. If there is something inappropriate..."

Zhishan interrupted him with a wave of his hand, quickly regained his composure, and said with a smile, "Then what do you think?"

If those words just came from an elder, he wouldn't feel that much, but Ling Duoduo is only a 14-year-old boy now, and he can look at Quan Wulin and say such words, Zhishan is surprised and happy , I deeply feel that this is a rare talent.

The leaders of every sect will unconsciously give a score to the disciples of the next generation, ponder carefully, measure carefully, and hope to find the most suitable successor candidate.

Zhishan is no exception. Although a monk emphasizes that all things are empty, he is only a Buddhist practitioner rather than a real Buddha. After all, he also has his own selfishness, and he needs to consider for the future development of Shaolin.

The heir he had been looking for was Zhizhi, but his intelligence was too strong, and his rigidity was easy to break. This kind of character made Zhishan feel at ease, and the issue of heirs was put on hold for the time being.

Zhishan has always had a good impression of Ling Duoduo, but the position of abbot of Shaolin is not something that someone with high martial arts skills can take. Ling Duoduo is still too young, and his temperament has not really been developed. He had never thought about it before, but after hearing what he said today, he looked at Ling Duoduo with more admiration in his eyes.

Ling Duoduo's observations of people's emotions have always been extremely precise and subtle, and he understood it when he saw this, and what he said won Zhishan's considerable favorability.

——Ling Duoduo did say what he said just now in front of Zhi Shan on purpose, he has never been ashamed to admit his petty thoughts.

For a perfectionist, the best thing to do is to be the best. He has lived at the cutting edge of the times in his previous three lives, so it is naturally impossible to be satisfied with being a young novice monk or just an elder in this life.

From the first day he entered Shaolin, his goal was very clear. The first one was to get the "Yi Jin Jing", and the second was to strive to become the abbot of Shaolin.

After listening to Zhishan's question, Ling Duoduo pondered for a while and then replied: "I implore my master to issue a password-sealed order to my disciples, not to spread Fang Shiyu's joining Shaolin outside the temple at will."

This idea is not too bad, because Wudang sent disciples to make trouble again, and there may be Wudang's eyes and ears near Jiulian Mountain. If they hear the news that Fang Shiyu is still alive, they may indeed inform Li Bashan and his daughter to come again seek revenge.

After all, it is better to prevent such things before they happen. If Li Bashan and his daughter really come here, not only will it bring trouble to Shaolin, Fang Shiyu's life may also be in danger.

Zhishan nodded with a smile and said: "That's right, after the elders finished lecturing the new disciples, the old monk immediately summoned the heads of the various schools and asked them to go back and restrain the disciples of the various halls."

The two of them talked for a while, Zhishan saw that the time was almost over, and he reckoned that Zhizhi's explanation of the Shaolin Temple regulations should be about the same, so he ordered Ling Duoduo: "You and Fang Shiyu are also considered good friends, why don't you go Help me call someone over."

This was because he was worried that Fang Shiyu would feel nervous if he was suddenly summoned by the abbot of Shaolin, so he specially sent a person Fang Shiyu knew well over there, so that Ling Duoduo could tell Fang Shiyu what he wanted to do with him on the way.

"Yes, Uncle Abbot, disciples are naturally willing to help." Ling Duoduo also wanted to go over to see how the situation in the lobby of the Discipline Academy was. After such a long lecture, he didn't know about the group of lay disciples who had not yet passed the test of nonsense from monks. They can't hold on.

As soon as he walked to the corridor near the lobby of the Discipline Academy, far away from the door, he heard Zhizhi's angry roar: "Bai Anfu, how dare you sleep in the lobby? You have no intention Listen to the precepts and regard the rules of this temple as nothing—I will punish you to memorize all the precepts within three days, and if you make any mistakes, you will be sent to the Discipline Court for punishment!"

Ling Duoduo was quite shocked, and almost clapped his hands for the level of Shaolin lay disciples selected this time—this is really too domineering, and looking forward 20 years, no one has ever dared to speak intelligently Head down to sleep.

He couldn't help but feel ashamed of his previous ignorant thoughts, what kind of thorn was Fang Shiyu, this one named Bai Anfu was obviously even more stunning.

——It's a pity that I don't know if this stunning beauty can survive three days later. The precepts of the Discipline Academy are more than five times that of other courtyards. If you can memorize every one and write it word for word, then It is almost possible to apply to touch the top ten Shaolin figures.

Just when Ling Duoduo was lamenting that Fang Shiyu's reputation as "intelligent ordained enemy" might be lost, he heard a strange sound in his ears.

His expression became extremely strange, and his lips twitched.

There was a little silence inside, and Zhizhi's voice became more angry: "Who farted? Say, who farted?!"

From the sharpness of his voice, Ling Duoduo felt that this fart might not only be loud, but also smelly.He couldn't help sighing in his heart, it's really a generation of talented people, this group of lay disciples is really against the sky.

There was silence in the lobby and no one responded. Zhizhi asked several times in a row. There was a posture that he would not give up if no one agreed. Ling Duoduo had already walked to the door at this time, and when he saw Hu Huiqian raised his hand tremblingly, he said: "Yes! I……"

"You are so bold, how dare you fart while I am lecturing?" Zhizhi deeply felt that his authority had been seriously challenged. It has been more than 20 years since he took over as the head of the Discipline Academy, and no one has ever given him a chance. He was such a big embarrassment.

If that’s the case, Fang Shiyu answered in a light voice: "If you want to let it go, let it go. Does a fart have eyes? It knows who is talking, and your fart can recognize people?"

——Brother Fang, Brother Fang, I was wrong, Bai Anfu is a fart, Brother Fang, you are the real beauty!Ling Duoduo changed his position in a second. Seeing that Zhizhi was so angry that he couldn't even speak, he immediately dropped the idea of ​​watching a good show, and stepped forward: "Master!"

Zhizhi turned his head to look at him, his chest was heaving with anger. Seeing that he was the most proud disciple in his life, he managed to relieve his breath and asked, "Sanli? You're not outside teaching your disciples how to practice martial arts. What are you doing here?"

"Master Qi, Master Abbot asked his disciples to come and ask Fang Shiyu to come over." Ling Duoduo clasped his palms together and bowed, his intelligence is now in a state of full anger, and he also speaks cautiously, for fear Make the intelligence angry.

Zhizhi turned his head and took a deep look at Fang Shiyu, and in his eyes, the words "the future is long, in Shaolin for so long, do you think you can escape this time, can you escape the next time, we will settle accounts slowly in the future".

Zhizhi felt that he had already conveyed the message with his eyes. Seeing Fang Shiyu standing there expressionlessly, staring at him for a full three seconds, he could only flick his sleeves heavily.

This action meant that he was allowed to go. Ling Duoduo breathed a sigh of relief, said "Thank you, master", made a gesture, and led Fang Shiyu out of the lobby.

As soon as Fang Shiyu went out, Fang Shiyu wanted to say something, obviously holding back his complaints, Ling Duoduo quickly put his index finger on his lips, signaling him to shut up for now.

The two walked a certain distance together, Fang Shiyu breathed a long sigh of relief, pulled his arm and said emotionally: "Xiao——no, Duo Duo, Duo Duo——you are such a great person, in order to save me from suffering , to be willing to tell a lie."

What is it all about? Facing the seventh good person card, Ling Duoduo hesitated to speak, and finally decided to let go of this small problem and focus on the big problem in his words: "Don't think about it, I just didn't It is a lie to let you get away, but Master Abbot is really looking for you."

"...but I don't seem to be familiar with him..." Fang Shiyu couldn't remember what bad things he had done that could alarm the abbot of Shaolin. It was his first day here, so he wouldn't be able to help Hu Huiqian. For the question of fart or not, you have to be called by your immediate boss to lecture, right?

Ling Duoduo felt that it was time to avenge the hatred accumulated by his seven good person cards, and instead of telling Fang Shiyu that Zhishan came to him for healing, he turned his head with a smile and said, "Master is also a very good person, please relax a bit That's fine too."

"..." Fang Shiyu hates iron for being weak, "Do you know what my brother De will say if he sees your current appearance? After three years of good learning and three days of bad learning, how can you become as full of bad taste as I am?" Woolen cloth?"

Patent fees were not popular in this era, so Ling Duoduo didn't care what he said, and led the way with a smile on his lips.

Fang Shiyu jumped up and down all the way to declare his presence for a long time, but he still couldn't pry his mouth open. Seeing that the abbot's meditation room was close in front of him, he could only shut up resentfully.

Ling Duoduo walked to the door and took a look, and saw Zhishan sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, so he said softly, "Master Abbot, Fang Shiyu will bring you here."

Fang Shiyu looked at him, leaned forward and walked in: "Abbot?" Seeing that there was no response from Zhishan, he said again, "Are you looking for me, abbot?" Still no response, he could only bite the bullet and ask again asked, "Should I kneel down?"

There was still no response, and Zhi Shan kept his eyes closed and kept silent as if he had made up his mind, maybe he took the opportunity to test his temper.

Ling Duoduo almost laughed out loud, and didn't lend a helping hand. Instead, he was happy to see Fang Shiyu embarrassed. He stood behind Zhishan on the right side and looked ahead with a smile.

Fang Shiyu licked his lips, gave him a helpless look, and could only continue to ask Zhishan: "Are you looking for me? Am I going to kneel down?"

He looked at Ling Duoduo helplessly, and could only tentatively ask: "Then can I sit down?" After he finished speaking, he carefully observed Zhishan, and seeing that he was still pretending to be dead with his eyes closed, he continued to probe, " Then I really sat down, don't blame me?"

Ling Duoduo felt that the joke was almost done, and Fang Shiyu might go crazy after watching the play, so he said: "Uncle Abbot, if you don't open your eyes again, he might come over and grab your beard."

Zhishan smiled slightly, opened his eyes, and suddenly slapped Fang Shiyu with his palm. He moved his hands together and slapped him on the chest very quickly. Finally, he withdrew his hands from the Tanzhong acupoint and asked, "Are you Fang Shiyu?"

Why does the abbot of Shaolin act immediately when they meet? Don’t monks like to start with a lot of ink?Fang Shiyu couldn't come back to his senses, so he just nodded silently.

Zhishan lightly stroked his beard and pondered for a while, then said: "You are indeed out of breath, your meridians are not smooth, and you were indeed injured by Li Bashan's twelve chain legs."

Fang Shiyu was very surprised: "It's so powerful, just hit me a few times to know what kind of injury I was injured, but I can still know who was injured. It really is the abbot of Shaolin, stronger than a certain Dashi?"

When he said "big wet", he deliberately looked at Ling Duoduo who was behind Zhishan, and silently made a laughing mouth.

You have the IQ to take the opportunity to joke with me, why can't you figure out how in the world it is possible for someone to see who caused the injury?Twelve consecutive legs is not the skill of Li Bashan's family alone.Ling Duoduo lowered his head with a horrible expression on his face.

Zhishan didn't think it was disobedient, and said with a smile: "Master Wumei told me everything about you——to heal your internal injuries, you need Shaolin's "Marrow Washing Sutra"."

This old monk is obviously much easier to talk than Zhizhi. Fang Shiyu knelt down with a "plop" with great insight, raised his head earnestly and said: "Since the abbot already knows, you can save Shiyu's life!"

He kowtowed on the ground, propped himself up and said, "Shiyu came to Shaolin Temple to heal my injury through all kinds of hardships and vicissitudes. Abbot, can you teach me the "Marrow Washing Sutra"?"

Zhishan said with a smile: "The Sutra of Washing the Marrow is one of Shaolin's unique learnings, so naturally I can't pass it on to you rashly." Seeing Fang Shiyu's sad face after speaking, he continued, "I didn't say I won't teach you. And don't be impatient, since you are already a Shaolin disciple, once the opportunity comes, you will have the opportunity to learn the Marrow Washing Sutra."

When he said this, he turned his head to look at Ling Duoduo: "Learning Wudang step by step, you first lay a solid foundation, familiarize yourself with the heart method, and then learn the "Marrow Washing Sutra"—the three rituals—"

"The disciple is here." Ling Duoduo was shocked when he heard his name, and turned from behind Zhishan to the front of Zhishan, standing on the same level as Fang Shiyu, "I don't know what orders the master abbot has?"

"This old monk will leave Shaolin for a period of time soon, and you two are considered acquainted. After you take Fang Shiyu's martial arts exam and feel that the time is ripe, you can teach him the "Marrow Washing Sutra" by yourself." Zhishan urged, "I originally wanted your master to be in charge, but I feel that there are so many affairs in the temple. I am afraid that your master will not be able to take care of here, which will delay Fang Shiyu's treatment, so it is better for you to observe."

Ling Duoduo's heart moved slightly, and Su Rong agreed.

When the two came out of the abbot's meditation room, Fang Shiyu put down a big stone in his heart, and smiled very happily: "The abbot asked you to supervise me, isn't it like letting a mouse look at the lamp oil, and I'm not afraid that the two of us will get along with each other... "

In the middle of speaking, he was keenly aware that Ling Duoduo was a little out of shape, so he stopped and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Ling Duoduo showed a thoughtful expression, shook his head and said: "It's nothing, I just think it seems a bit strange that the abbot left Shaolin at this time..."

Fang Shiyu repeated: "Weird?"

Ling Duoduo reckoned that Zhishan's downhill this time must have something to do with Wudang's affairs—he wondered, Shaolin in his last life and his previous life seemed to exist like a Luezhen NPC maintaining balance.

Especially when he was in Huashan, the abbot of Shaolin couldn't be alarmed. How come in this life, Zhishan's life is so miserable that he has to run down the mountain by himself?You must know that even Baimei knew how to send some disciples to Shaolin to pick things up.

Ling Duoduo felt that Shaolin's situation in this life was a bit too embarrassing, but he didn't think about it, and smiled at Fang Shiyu: "Okay, it's really nothing, maybe I think too much."

Fang Shiyu noticed that he was not very willing to talk more, although he wanted to ask, but nodded his head wisely, and gently let go of this topic: "Okay."

Ling Duoduo intentionally diverted the conversation, and said with a smile: "Although the abbot master has given me the right to teach you the "Washing the Marrow Sutra", I can't do whatever I want, and it is inevitable that I have failed the master's trust in me."

"Don't worry, I won't make it difficult for you." Fang Shiyu gave himself a thumbs up and said confidently, "Who am I? I'm Fang Shiyu—I must rely on my ability to make you willing Pass the "Marrow Washing Sutra" to me!"

"It's great if you have such awareness," Ling Duoduo pointed forward, "The residence of lay disciples is right in front, you should go and pack your luggage first, and don't go back to the lobby of the Discipline Academy to anger my master."

"Duo Duo, I didn't say that, that smart man, whose eyes are as wide as a copper bell, really can't tell it's your master." Fang Shiyu twitched his lips not very coldly.

"No, you don't think he is my master from the fact that his eyes are bigger than copper bells?" Ling Duoduo felt that there was an obvious logical error in his words. It was his master and not his father. Doesn't seem to have anything to do with him?

Fang Shiyu felt speechless and helpless about the way he picked out words: "I mean, his temper is so bad, it's really two extremes with you? Don't they all talk about the temper of the master, and the temper of the disciple he handed over?" ?"

Ling Duoduo shook his head: "Then do you think that if I have a bad temper like Master, wouldn't we have to quarrel and fight every day? Just because he has a bad temper, I have to tolerate everything, so I exercise my temper to be natural. That's good."

Fang Shiyu suddenly realized, nodded and said: "Yes, yes, what you said is really true-thanks to that Zhizhi has a bad temper, otherwise Duoduo, you would not be as likable as you are now!"

I like your sister, is there such a word to describe a pure man?Ling Duoduo rolled his eyes at him, clasped his hands together and said, "Stop being angry or impetuous, Amitabha—"

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All Shaolin lay disciples have to settle down in Foxin Xiaozhu just like Ling Duoduo ten years ago, and the current manager of Foxin Xiaozhu is Ling Duoduo's half acquaintance—Tong Qianjin.

Tong Qianjin waited for them to finish packing, and first announced to everyone the painful news that the Buddha Heart House was under the control of the Discipline Academy. If they are not in a good mood, it is suggested to take them to visit the various buildings of Shaolin Temple, and let them get acquainted with the place where they will live together in the future.

He brought a group of people to the compound where the martial arts was practiced, and introduced: "This is the place where the temple practices martial arts. In the future, all juniors and juniors will have the opportunity to practice martial arts here."

A group of lay disciples discussed excitedly. In front of them was the scene of [-] Shaolin monks gesticulating in a uniform and imposing manner. It was hard not to make blood boil when observing them closely.

When they finished observing the boxing all the way and walked to another place, Fang Shiyu praised with his hands behind his back: "Shaolin Temple is Shaolin Temple, I really have nothing to say—"

Hong Xiguan echoed, "Shaolin martial arts are extensive and profound, and there are so many things to learn." Before a few people could talk, they saw four monks walking over with great difficulty carrying a long knife together.

This knife was too heavy to look at. Tong Qianjin wanted to establish his prestige in front of them. He went up to talk to them, picked up the heavy knife and waved it around. After dancing, he knocked the handle of the knife on the ground. All shattered.

A group of lay disciples were amazed, they didn't expect his arm strength to be so strong, Tong Qianjin didn't have time to explain to them in detail that he was born with superior arm strength, not really superior in kung fu, when he caught sight of two people turning around the corner, Hastily stepped forward to salute.

Fang Shiyu looked intently, and found that he knew these two people—the one walking in front met him only today, and he seemed to be the intelligent disciple. Two—he was even more familiar with the one who was walking behind, and he had known him for almost two months.

But Ling Duoduo didn't look at him, but greeted Tong Qianjin first: "Meet Senior Brother Tong."

"Junior Brother Sanli doesn't need to be so courteous." Tong Qianjin was very polite to him, and he didn't look at Sanchi when he spoke, but looked at Ling Duoduo and said, "The two senior brothers don't know where this is going?"

Sanchi happily answered, "I just listened to the master's order to look around to see if there were any disciples who violated the rules. On the way, I came across Sanli who was talking. Hearing the commotion here, I came over to have a look."

Only then did Tong Qianjin realize that it was the group of lay disciples who made too much noise just now, and suddenly provoked two people from the Discipline Academy, and hurriedly apologized: "I'm really sorry, I will pay attention to making them keep their voices quiet in the future. ordered."

"You guys come to Shaolin on the first day. It doesn't hurt to be more lively, but you should pay more attention to it. It doesn't matter if it attracts our two brothers. If it disturbs the elders in the temple to sit in meditation, it will be bad." Ling Duoduo didn't want to pursue it, he Both have a good temper with San Chi, not to mention Tong Qianjin's favor, there is no need to be so stern and selfless.

Tong Qianjin heaved a sigh of relief and thanked him again and again. If this matter got to Zhizhi, judging from Zhizhi's anger today, he would have to be scolded.

Ling Duoduo nodded to him, didn't say much, and said to San Chi: "Brother, let's not disturb here."

The three idiots nodded and said: "