Shaolin monk

No matter how intelligently he secretly hoped that Fang Shiyu would live in the bronze man formation and never come out, the fact is cruel and merciless after all.

At the second hour after Fang Shiyu and Hong Xiguan entered the Tongren Formation, the two of them finally opened the door and came out. Ling Duoduo guarded the door and took a look, and couldn't help frowning.

Both Fang Shiyu and Hong Xiguan looked extremely embarrassed. Hong Xiguan was naked from the upper body, and Fang Shiyu's sleeves were ripped open.

Ling Duoduo pulled Fang Shiyu's arm and looked at it, and saw that the forearm was scalded to the point where the flesh was curled up, and there were two large scalds. He nodded and said, "This is the first time I've seen the green dragon and white tiger seal, and it looks pretty good. "

This was printed at the last level of the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation, but all disciples who could reach this level had to pick up the burning cauldron and ring the big bell on the roof.

The imprint of the left green dragon and the right white tiger is on the side edge of the cauldron, and it was branded on the person's arm in the process - this is also a symbolic brand of Shaolin lay disciples.

Fang Shiyu was scalded badly, and he was still sucking air-conditioning lightly in his mouth, but he smiled happily after hearing his words, and raised his arms in front of his eyes: "Isn't it, right? I think it's very beautiful too!"

This person was so proud that he could go to the sky by pressing a pair of wings on him. Ling Duoduo shook his head helplessly, but still encouraged him: "You guys did a good job, and you were able to break through the level smoothly--well, okay Well, this imprint is indeed very beautiful, it seems that your whole level has been raised."

Fang Shiyu took the opportunity to instigate: "If you want one, it's not easy? Open the door and walk in. We'll wait for you for half an hour, and let's go down the mountain together and have fun?"

The abbot of Shaolin is looking at you not far away. It is really unkind of you to dig a wall like this. Ling Duoduo rolled his eyes at him and said seriously: "As the saying goes, you are a teacher for a day and a father for life. I grew up in Shaolin How can I leave the Shaolin Temple when I grow up and have been nurtured and taught by my masters and masters?"

"You want to be a monk here for the rest of your life?" Fang Shiyu was taken aback when he heard that, most of the excitement brought about by breaking through the Eighteen Bronze People's Formation disappeared in an instant, and moved his lips, but he really didn't know how to persuade him. Can nod sullenly, "I understand."

"Why do you react like this? Is my bald head so ugly?" Ling Duoduo raised his hand thoughtfully to touch his bald head, sighed, and comforted himself, "Actually, it's not very ugly, is it? "

In fact, Fang Shiyu couldn't tell what he was worried about. Hearing what he said, his mood improved, and he joked: "Of course, it's bright in the middle of the night, especially to ward off evil spirits..."

Fang Shiyu stopped talking suddenly in the middle of his speech. He shouldn't have mentioned some nonsense about warding off evil spirits. He suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and looked around nervously.

This time, I didn’t see the good brothers, ghosts, ghosts, and ghosts, but I saw Zhizhi Yincece standing not far away and staring at him. Fang Shiyu was afraid of ghosts but not people, and rolled his eyes at him without fear.

But this time I was able to break through the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation, thanks to Chih-chih’s sudden suggestion that day. After getting along for such a long time, Fang Shiyu also felt that this person is a typical hard-faced and soft-hearted person. not bad.

Thinking of this, he took the initiative to step forward and said, "Master Zhishu, thank you."

Zhizhi squinted at him with disdain, and asked, "What can I thank you for? If you don't have the skills, no one can help you—it's your luck that you were able to break through the [-] Bronze Man Formation this time."

Fang Shiyu smiled slightly when he heard the words, nodded and said: "Everyone understands it."

Zhizhi moved his lips, wanting to retort directly, "Who the fuck is tacit understanding with you?" He glared at Fang Shiyu, sneered, and moved two steps to the side to distance himself from him.

He really doesn't feel that he and Fang Shiyu have any good intentions. If he had known that his precious apprentice wanted to stir up this messy water, Zhizhi would rather Fang Shiyu stay in Shaolin Temple to add trouble to himself, and he would never tell His knack for breaking formations.

It was such a misstep that caused eternal hatred. When I raised the question at that time, I really didn't think carefully. Zhizhi twitched the corner of his mouth in displeasure, and walked away with his head held high.

Fang Shiyu was left standing there feeling the burn on his arm and sighed to Ling Duoduo: "Uncle Master is really a model of hidden merit and fame. He is so low-key that he refuses to admit the good deeds he has done. No wonder he is in Shaolin Temple. I have been misunderstood again and again.”

——Brother, in fact, you are the one who really misunderstood. Ling Duoduo smiled and nodded beside him, and echoed: "You are right, my master is really a very good person." , will never be punctured.

"Dashi, you are really a good person." Fang Shiyu bent over and flattered him, "It is all thanks to Xiguan and I that we were able to get through the difficulty of the Eighteenth Bronze Man Formation so smoothly this time." Thank you for your guidance and assistance, Dashi."

Ling Duoduo didn't mind accepting all the praise, so he nodded noncommittally: "Then shouldn't you show something?"

"Of course we have to show something," Fang Shiyu patted him on the shoulder, and leaned into his ear affectionately, "Let's go eat roasted sweet potatoes, roasted corn, roasted potatoes, and eat as much as we can, shall we?"

Hong Xiguan listened beside him, and said with a smile: "Shiyu is right, we have finally made it through, we should relax together, and leave Shaolin tomorrow, how about cheering up?"

Brother, why don’t you even look at me, Dashi and I won’t take you to play, Fang Shiyu turned to look at him and said with a smile: “It’s not good, you should spend more time with Wing Chun, of course it’s not good for us The side disturbed."

Official Hong Xi was taken aback, and wanted to say more, when he heard that Fang Shiyu had made a decision on his own: "Well, this is just right, the two of you are in a group, and Dashi and I are in a group, so it's convenient for us to talk."

Ling Duoduo stood quietly on the sidelines, and nodded after hearing this: "This distribution method is very good, and I think it is also good."

He is the main contributor to the success of this incident. When Hong Xiguan heard this, he couldn't refute anymore. Although he felt that the crowd was so lively, he could only nod his head: "Oh, yes, then you have fun—"

Fang Shiyu had already pulled Ling Duoduo away at this time, turned around after hearing this, raised his right thumb and pointed at the tip of his nose, and said with a smile: "Of course, I am Fang Shiyu, and what I do best is playing around. There's a fuss."

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Fang Shiyu sat on a big rock with his cheeks in his hands, boredly raised his head and yawned moderately, turned over a branch with sweet potatoes on it, shook his head and said: "Sweet potatoes, sweet potatoes, it's useless for you to become so delicious, but Still no one eats you—”

As he spoke, he dragged his voice and looked to the side. On the hillside in the distance, Ling Duoduo hugged Ling Xiaoxiao and the two gathered together and whispered something.

Life is really full of tragedies, Fang Shiyu quickly looked away, continued to shake his head and sighed: "Fang Shiyu, Fang Shiyu, it was in vain for you to deliberately dismiss Xiguan, but you still couldn't get together to eat sweet potatoes happily..."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help pausing for a moment, sat up straight and wondered: "Could it be that this is actually God's punishment for abandoning my friend and not bringing Xiguan with me?"

Fang Shiyu's right foot moved, and it turned up to face his cheek, and he said in a sweet voice: "That's why I said, Fang Shiyu, you have done this thing too unkindly, next time there is such a thing. As for the matter, you must also call this stupid big man Xiguan."

After saying this, he resumed his usual tone, pointed to his right foot and said, "You're right, it's not me who is so boring that I can only talk to myself. made?"

Fang Shiyu's right foot trembled again, and the sticky voice sounded again: "Don't blame yourself too much, who told you not to remember that Da Shi is not only Da Shi, but also a hopeless sister control?"

Fang Shiyu sighed, patted his foot quilt, and said in a normal tone: "Don't say I don't remember that he is a sister-con, I didn't even remember that he had a sister..."

Having said that, he caught sight of the movement of the brothers and sisters who were hugging each other at the end of his eyes, and hurriedly closed his mouth and turned his head to look over. He saw Ling Duoduo saying something to Ling Xiaoxiao on the path, and the two separated, and Ling Duoduo himself Come over here.

Fang Shiyu was shocked, stood up from the rock, trotted, looked at Ling Xiaoxiao's slender back, and asked deliberately: "Why don't you let Xiaoxiao eat with us? The sweet potatoes are already cooked."

"But I see that you look quite happy?" Ling Duoduo couldn't help but look at him a few more times, and sat down on the big rock just now, "Didn't it be agreed that the two of us will be together? Xiao went back."

Fang Shiyu was in a good mood, and said with a smile: "It's not bad to have her to eat with us." Even though he said that, he didn't want to hear Ling Duoduo say "Then I'll call her back", and quickly changed the subject, asking Said, "You two just chatted for so long, what did you talk about?"

Ling Duoduo sighed, a little helpless: "I want to persuade her to go down the mountain with us this time, let's go to Hangzhou, let her go to a small mountain village nearby to avoid the limelight—you know, most people in Shaolin Temple She has the ability to protect herself, but her little martial arts is a bit weaker, I hope she will be safe and sound."

"Xiaoxiao must not agree. The most uncomfortable thing about this kind of thing is that I can't participate in it, so I can only worry on the sidelines." Fang Shiyu shook his head, "And Xiaoxiao has learned quite well about herbs and poisons. Maybe it can help us?"

"No, I'd rather not have her help, and I don't want her to be in danger." Ling Duoduo slightly pursed the corners of his lips, "Forget it, nothing has happened yet, I'm a little nervous about this, if in the future Shaolin and Wudang are really on the same page, and it’s not too late to talk about this.”

"Will there really be a dispute between Shaolin and Wudang?" After Fang Shiyu finished speaking, he didn't hold much hope for it, and spread his arms and said, "Well, judging by the current trend, something will definitely happen."

"If you come, you will be at peace, and everything will follow the fate." Ling Duoduo is very open about this, the so-called martial arts in the Qing Dynasty was really a bad deal, if Shaolin took this opportunity to abandon the temple and leave, and go to a secluded place to regroup, it might not be wrong The phoenix was in the fire and was able to escape several catastrophes more than 100 years ago.

"Well, everything depends on fate, you are right." Fang Shiyu agreed casually, and stuffed the sweet potato into his hand, "Let's not talk about this, let's eat first, tonight is to relax, don't think about these troublesome things son."

Ling Duoduo nodded, peeled off the soft skin of the sweet potato, put it up to his nose and smelled it, and exclaimed: "It tastes really delicious, and your taste in food is really good."

Fang Shiyu leaned over his head, took a bite of the sweet potato with his hand, and said triumphantly: "Yes, yes, I think so too—let me take another bite."

Finally, Ling Duoduo couldn't hold back, rolled his eyes towards the sky, and suddenly his heart moved, and he gently pinched his earlobe, feeling that the fleshy hand felt good, and said softly: "I heard people say that people with thick earlobes have Blessing."

Why are you talking about this all of a sudden?You are a monk, don't you believe in Buddha but believe in this thing?Fang Shiyu felt quite strange, sat up and looked at him, and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

Ling Duoduo tilted his head and said with a smile, "Touch mine and you'll know."

Fang Shiyu raised his hand as he said, and found that his earlobe was almost gone, and the bottom flesh was sticking to the cartilage, and there was only a pitiful little spot.

Ling Duoduo's appearance and figure have been different in several lifetimes, except for his ears, which are always like this in every life, and he can't touch the flesh at all. The director of the orphanage told him that sentence in his first life, Ling Duoduo I can't remember it until now.

Fang Shiyu found that his mood was a little bit wrong, so he quickly smiled and said, "What are you thinking about all day long? How can there be so many things? I think you are much better than me. If we fight now, you can make both of us fight." With only one arm and one foot, I can't beat you."

"No matter how powerful you are, what can you do?" Ling Duoduo scratched his forehead with his chin, looked at him sideways and smiled, "After you came to Shaolin, your martial arts have improved by leaps and bounds, but isn't your life in Guangzhou better than now?" Much happier?"

He still remembers the scene when he saw Fang Shiyu for the first time five years ago. It was crisp and bright like beads rolling on a jade plate, and bright and passionate like white rain falling on a sunny day. After coming out, Leihuo's incident brought him a great blow, and his whole mentality will never return to the past.

Ling Duoduo has always had [-]% confidence in his vision of seeing people, but Fang Shiyu looked at him solemnly, and said every word: "No, I don't think there is ever a happier time in my life than now. "

Ling Duoduo blinked lightly, and when his eyes fell on him with unprecedented scrutiny and speculation: "You were still worrying about how to pass the Eighteen Bronze Soldiers the day before, and tomorrow you will embark on the journey back to Hangzhou , you said you were happy?"

Fang Shiyu's cheeks flushed slightly, he opened his mouth and couldn't speak, but after all he was not brave enough, he lowered his head and picked up the sticks of sweet potatoes that were roasting on the coals: "Eat, if you don't eat, let it cool."

…you take something fresh off the fire and say it’s going to cool?Ling Duoduo felt that this logic was very problematic, and opened his mouth to remind him, when he saw that Fang Shiyu had already stuffed the sweet potato with the skin and meat into his mouth.

In the next second, Fang Shiyu jumped up as if he had been electrocuted, opened his mouth wide and spit out everything, stuck out his tongue and panted, and mumbled, "Hot...hot..."

Why is this kid so stupid all of a sudden?Ling Duoduo quickly pointed to the brook on the right side, and pulled him to go there: "Quick, quick, rinse with cold water!"

Fang Shiyu buried his chin in the slightly cool stream, with tears in his eyes, he raised his head after a long time, stuck out his tongue and said, "Dashi, do you still think that I am a person with deep destiny? Do you really think so?" ?"

"Profound fortune and low IQ are two concepts after all, and they don't conflict..." Ling Duoduo said halfway, but couldn't bear to go on, and stretched out half of his sleeve with a horrified expression, "Wipe your tears, first Stop talking."

Fang Shiyu grabbed his monk's robe, snotted his nose and burst into tears, and said vaguely: "I was stunned when I was burned, and my tears fell uncontrollably. Before I changed, I was almost beaten by Li Xiaohuan in the ring. When I died, I didn't shed a single tear!"

Ling Duoduo comforted him: "You're right. Who doesn't know that Fang Shiyu is a true hero, who is not afraid of death or pain, but is a little afraid of ghosts."

"Fang Shiyu just relies on one tongue to make a fool of himself. Please help me see, is the tongue still there?" Fang Shiyu felt his mouth was numb and numb, and he didn't feel the slightest bit of saliva flowing down his mouth, panicking in his heart.

I have never seen that tongueless person speak so fluently, that is, his articulation is a little unclear. Ling Duoduo leaned over to take a closer look, and found a string of scorching bubbles, and frowned: "Stop talking, Be careful to touch the teeth, and accidentally puncture the bubble."

Fang Shiyu's face turned pale with shock, and he said in amazement, "It's bubbling so quickly?"

Ling Duoduo said helplessly: "I told you to shut up, I will take you to the Plum Blossom Resort to find Master Wumei to ask for some refreshing herbs for you to swallow."

Fang Shiyu felt reasonable, nodded, took the lead and ran two steps forward, then suddenly remembered something, turned around quickly, and put a few baked sweet potatoes in his arms: "I'm not full yet. "

The scourge is still caused by eating sweet potatoes. At this juncture, I still remember to bring sweet potatoes. The world of foodies is so puzzling.Ling Duoduo looked up at the sky for half a second, and took the sweet potato from his arms: "Let me take it, you just need to control your tongue."

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Before Fang Shiyu and Hong Xiguan left Shaolin Temple, they went to the abbot's Zen room to say goodbye to Zhishan, expressing their gratitude by the way.

Ling Duoduo happened to be discussing matters with Zhishan at that time, and when he saw the two of them coming in, he took the initiative to say goodbye to Zhishan.

Zhi Shan stretched out his hand to stop him, smiled kindly and said: "It's okay, you will go down the mountain with them this time, I have something to tell you together, you should stay here and listen."

"Yes, I would like to follow the teachings of the abbot and uncle." Ling Duoduo had nothing to do with this, and he responded casually, standing on the same level as Fang Shiyu and Hong Xiguan, waiting for them to speak.

Officer Hong Xi clasped his hands together first and said, "Master, this disciple has come here specially to bid farewell to you, old man."

Zhishan laughed three times at first, and then said: "You can achieve something in such a short period of time, and you can make it to the Eighteenth Bronze Man Formation. I feel very gratified for the teacher."

Officer Hong Xi said modestly: "It's because the master and the elders have taught you well, and the disciples will never forget it."

"That's right, no tooth is unforgettable." Fang Shiyu stepped forward and pointed at his own teeth, "Master, we are actually very reluctant to part with you and all the brothers in Shaolin Temple, but if we want to help Huigan, we really have to leave."

Officer Hong Xi nodded and said: "Master, after Huigan's business is settled, we will definitely return to Shaolin, and then continue to practice hard and listen to Master's teachings."

Zhishan stood up, walked towards them step by step, and patted each of the two young men on the shoulders: "You have to remember, those with dragon patterns branded on their arms are orthodox Shaolin disciples, and everything you do is related to Shaolin Honor or disgrace, after you go down the mountain, you must accumulate virtue and do righteousness, and carry forward the spirit of Shaolin martial arts."

Hong Xiguan and Fang Shiyu looked at each other, and said in unison: "I will follow the teaching of the master."

Fang Shiyu raised his left arm, patted it lightly with his right hand, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, master, we have branded a dragon, not a worm, and we will definitely not embarrass Shaolin!"

Unlike Zhizhi, Zhishan actually likes Fang Shiyu, a young man who escapes from his lively temperament, and he raised his head and laughed out loud when he heard this.

Look, am I good at making people happy?Fang Shiyu took the opportunity to turn his head and winked at Ling Duoduo.

Ling Duoduo rolled his eyes towards the sky, and looked back not to be outdone: his tongue is quite sharp, I really can't tell that he was seriously injured when he ate sweet potatoes yesterday.

Fang Shiyu completely regarded the second half of the meaning conveyed in his eyes as non-existent, raised his brows triumphantly, nodded repeatedly, and gave himself a thumbs up.

Zhishan just finished laughing at this time, saw his small movements, but didn't care, and said solemnly: "This time you will go through many difficulties when going down the mountain, I hope you will all be able to deal with it calmly and calmly. Treat this experience as an opportunity to hone yourself."

After all, he didn't wait for the three people to answer, he had already continued on his own: "You guys are going down the mountain to uphold justice for Huigan, so don't worry too much."

Ling Duoduo knew from listening to the voice that Zhishan was implying that they don't need to care about Wudang, and that they shouldn't be afraid to restrain themselves when they should offend someone.

The abbot of Shaolin is ready to fight Wudang. As a Shaolin disciple, Ling Duoduo has no objection to this, but he is a little surprised that Zhishan's rigid attitude this time is very different from his usual style of doing things.

Zhishan seemed to know what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "Although Shaolin strictly restrains the disciples from being involved in the world's gossip, it is definitely not timid. What things should be shrunk and what things should be revealed, the old monk has his own sense of proportion. "

Speaking of this, he paused for a while, looked at Ling Duoduo and said with deep meaning: "As the master of Shaolin, if he can't uphold justice for his disciples, what is the prestige and face of Shaolin? The real Shaolin spirit is the disciples. The spirit of doing good and being virtuous is not in this century-old temple.”

Wudang is powerful, and there may be an imperial court behind it to support it. Once there is a conflict between the two sides, the Shaolin Temple may not be able to keep it.After Zhishan weighed the pros and cons, he couldn't allow his disciples to be beaten and hurt. He didn't fight for one breath, but to safeguard the century-old statement of Shaolin Temple.

Listening to his voice, Ling Duoduo even secretly suggested how to become a qualified Shaolin abbot, sighed heavily in his heart, and nodded in agreement.

The three of them left the meditation room, Fang Shiyu pulled him away for a distance, and then asked in a low voice: "Why do I hear from the abbot's words that it seems that Shaolin Temple is about to suffer a catastrophe?"

This is very good, the brat is quite perceptive, Ling Duoduo glanced at him, and said with a smile: "What are you thinking about every day, the uncle is telling us to go down the mountain as little as possible to cause trouble, but if It doesn't matter if Wudang comes to provoke again, let us not be afraid."

"That's right. After all, Shaolin is the leader of martial arts in Jianghu, and Wudang is still behind Shaolin. It makes no sense for us to be afraid of them." Fang Shiyu didn't think much about it, he didn't know that the imperial court was intervening in it Things, he shrugged his shoulders optimistically, "Let's go, it's time for us to go down the mountain."

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The group traveled day and night, but returned to Hangzhou within half a month. As soon as they entered the city of Hangzhou, they could see thick black smoke burning in the distance, as if someone was setting things on fire.

Fang Shiyu took a look, paled in shock, and felt a bad premonition in his heart: "Oops, how do I look at that direction, it is clearly our house in Hangzhou?"

"Shiyu, look over there!" Hong Xiguan pointed to a place where much thicker smoke was rising from another direction, and frowned, "Isn't that over there Hui Gan's family?"

It sounds like something went wrong, how strong the backing is to be able to set fire to other people's houses in the city of Hangzhou openly and aboveboard.Ling Duoduo assigned the task and said: "Xiguan and Wing Chun will go to Huigan's house to have a look. Shiyu and I will go to your house soon."

Several people nodded, and separated without any hesitation. Fang Shiyu ran forward with light kung fu, his face was extremely ugly, and he gritted his teeth: "If something happens to Brother De and Sister Hua, I will never let them go!"

"Well, when the time comes, the two of us will set fire to Wanmatang together, and then go to Wudang Mountain, and burn Baimei's Zixiao Temple, what do you think?" Ling Duoduo speeded up and ran side by side with him, and patted him on the shoulder , "Remember what Uncle Abbot told us before going down the mountain? Remember to keep calm at all times."

Fang Shiyu took a deep breath, calmed down a little, nodded and said: "You are right, I can't let impulse control my mind." He killed Leihuo in the ring because his brain was too excited when he was emotionally excited. This has caused a series of troubles.

Fang Shiyu understood that Ling Duoduo was kindly reminding himself that if he really caused the conflict between Shaolin and Wudang, even if Shaolin was not afraid, at least dozens of lives would definitely be involved.

Both of them were of extraordinary skill in lightness, and while they were talking, they had already arrived near Fang's house, and they saw that the billowing smoke was coming from there, and a dozen people in uniform blue servant uniforms were pouring a lot of Throw straw into the fire.Miao Cuihua was fighting a man in his twenties, and five or six servants gathered around to beat Fang De.

This situation seems really not optimistic. Seeing that there is still a short distance before he can rush over to make a rescue, Fang Shiyu pointed at the man who fought against Miao Cuihua, and then pointed at himself, meaning that this guy should be resolved by himself, and Ling Duoduo should let Ling Duoduo first Go help Fang De.

Ling Duoduo nodded to show that he understood, and said softly: "I think Senior Sister Miao is a bit at a disadvantage. That person is probably Qiu Wanqian. You should be more careful when you are alone."

He felt that he was more confident in dealing with Qiu Wanqian by himself, but with Fang Shiyu's personality, it would be difficult to quell the hatred in his heart if he didn't fight Qiu Wanqian, the chief culprit. Easy wins are.

Fang Shiyu responded, and split into two groups with him, the first one shouted "Sister Hua, I'll help you", and kicked Qiu Wanqian away with a volley.

Ling Duoduo took the acupoints of the servants surrounding Fang De and threw them on the side of the road, and helped Fang De who was lying on the ground and couldn't get up: "Master Fang, are you alright?"

Fang De covered his stomach, sweating all over his head, and coughed heavily, ignoring the pain, he raised his finger and pointed to the house in front of him: "Quick, quick... put out the fire first!"

Without the person who threw the straw along with the arsonist, there was a well in the Fang family's house, and with the help of Fang Xian, Fang's family secretary, it didn't take long for a few people to control the fire.

Seeing Qiu Wanqian at the other end of the street surrounded by Fang Shiyu and Miao Cuihua, Ling Duoduo saw that this person wanted to escape, so he flew away, blocking his way forward.

Qiu Wanqian was completely stunned by the beating, he stared blankly at him for a few seconds before he came to his senses, and hissed, "Three salutes, little Shaolin monk?!"

"Amitabha." Ling Duoduo clasped his hands together and said to him with a smile on his face, "Chou Benefactor can know the name of the little monk. It seems that he has already exchanged information with Master Ling."

The speed of news spread in this era is not so fast. Qiu Wanqian's first reaction when he saw the monk was "three rituals". Most likely, he got the news from Feng Daode and knew that he was close to Fang Shiyu and others.

Qiu Wanqian looked at him with hatred and fear in his eyes, and did not deny the meaning of Ling Duoduo's words, but instead shouted: "Get out of the way! Monks don't care about common things, so you are not afraid of violating the Shaolin commandments?"

Now you know how to suppress me with the commandments, Ling Duoduo smiled and said: "I'm sorry, benefactor Qiu, the little monk has been taught by the abbot and uncle that you must beat a dog hard."

This smiling little monk is not easy to mess with at all, even his master has been abolished by him on the right shoulder, how can he survive against him?Qiu Wanqian subconsciously wanted to turn his head, but saw that Fang Shiyu had already blocked the road behind while they were talking.

Qiu Wanqian turned his head back to look at Ling Duoduo, put on a helpless face, raised his hands and said, "Okay, you have a lot of people today, I consider myself invincible, and Qiu Wanqian admits defeat!"

He walked slowly towards Ling Duoduo while talking, and seeing that the distance was almost the same, he pulled the skirt of his clothes with both hands, and a few poisonous needles shot out from the clothes, and shot straight at Ling Duoduo past.

"This move is left over from your master's play. Do you still think I will be hit?" Ling Duoduo sideways avoided the poisonous needle, raised his right hand, and caught two of them along the way, seeing that the pillow was also dark green. Yes, with a blank expression, "Wudang Taoist priests have lost all their faces."

It’s fine to use a concealed weapon, but to apply poison on it, what a shameless martial arts person can do it. Thanks to Wudang, you have claimed to be a decent leader for hundreds of years.

Although he knew that this Wudang was not that Wudang, Ling Duoduo felt deeply ashamed because they all bore the name of Wudang after all. If he hadn't been wearing the skin of a monk who couldn't kill, he would have wanted to slap these people to death.

Qiu Wanqian didn't care what he said, and ran away in a hurry by taking advantage of the gap between his sides.

Ling Duoduo originally thought that he would feel ashamed if he followed up. Fang Shiyu could deal with him alone, so he should not chase him, out of sight and out of mind.

Unexpectedly, Fang Shiyu didn't chase after him, but ran over, grabbed him and said nervously, "The poisonous needle didn't hurt you, did it? Is there any bleeding on your body?"

The last time Hong Xiguan was shot with a poisonous needle, although Wumei came to treat him in time and his life was not in danger, but the pain was unbearable at that time, and he suffered several days of crimes before and after, before the poison was cleaned up.

The pain alone is already unbearable, the key is that Wumei is not here now, and even her apprentice Ling Xiaoxiao is not here, if the toxin cannot be cleaned up, it will be a bad thing.

Ling Duoduo was amused by Fang Shiyu's nervousness, and turned around in front of him, and his mood disturbed by Qiu Wanqian also improved: "It's nothing at all, I can still avoid this little thing of."

Seeing that Chou Wanqian voluntarily surrendered and was still walking towards him, he was already on guard, and he was not surprised by his sudden plotting, so he dodged in time.

"That's good, that's good," Fang Shiyu breathed a sigh of relief, moved his lips, and couldn't help repeating, "That's good..."

He cared so much about himself that Fang Shiyu, who was always eloquent, could only repeat a sentence in a foolish way. Ling Duoduo was quite touched, and pulled his hand, feeling his palms were covered with cold sweat, and sighed: "Let's go, Let's go and see Master Fang first."

Fang Shiyu was startled, and immediately came back to his senses, and responded: "Yes, I have to see how De Ge and Sister Hua are doing, I guess De Ge must be terrified..."

While talking, Hong Xiguan and Yan Yongchun happened to support Hu Huiqian and walked over from the street, and several of them gathered together and entered Fang's house together.

Fang De was not frightened, but angry. He had a gloomy face as soon as he entered the door. As an honest and responsible businessman, when he encountered such a thing, he showed grief, indignation and helplessness.

Miao Cuihua first helped him to sit down on the main seat, and then said: "It's fortunate that you came back in time, otherwise they are so many and powerful, I think the Fang family must be burned by them - that Qiu Wanqian has already died." After destroying two batches of the master's goods, this time you want to set fire to the house?"

Ling Duoduo caught sight of Fang De's face twitching slightly when he heard "destroyed two batches of the master's goods", the anger on his face faded slightly, and turned into a deeper helplessness and sorrow .

Fang Shiyu said angrily: "Not only is he running rampant, but he even wants to set fire, it's really deceiving!"

Miao Cuihua sneered twice, folded her arms and said, "If you don't set fire, how can you call it rampant? Huigan's family was burned down. Fortunately, Huigan kept Father Hu in Fangfu, otherwise people might die It's over."

Hu Huiqian clutched his chest and nodded again and again: "If my father is burned to death, I must go to Qiu Wanqian and fight for my life!" Because he spoke too forcefully, he coughed after finishing a sentence.

Next to Yan Yongchun's maid, Xiaoli, carefully fed him a sip of water, and patted his back along the way: "Brother Hu, don't be angry, calm down first."

Ling Duoduo felt that these two people seemed to have made up a couple, and he was very happy in his heart. The brat surnamed Hu finally stopped coveting his precious sister, so very good, very good.

He was quietly observing everyone in the house, and was still thinking about their respective relationships, when he saw Hong Xiguan slapping the table heavily, and stood up angrily: "Shiyu, Sanli, let's go find Qiu Wan Seek justice!"

Fang Shiyu nodded happily: "Okay!"

Miao Cuihua chimed in, "Let's go!"

His wife and son are not too serious to cause trouble. Hearing this, Fang De finally couldn't help it, stood up and scolded: "Stop, haven't you caused enough trouble? How big is it going to be?" Are you willing to give up?"

His gaze swept across the faces of Miao Cuihua and Fang Shiyu slowly, and he said in a deep voice, "Are you willing to ruin your family only if you ruin your family?"

Seeing Fang Shiyu grow up so big and see him get so angry, his arrogance suddenly diminished a lot, but he still didn't give up, calling out: "Brother De..."

Miao Cuihua also said softly: "But master..."

"Shut up!" Fang De was furious, pointing at Miao Cuihua, "I can't stand it anymore, I'm going to divorce you today, sooner or later my Fang family will be ruined by you!"

After finishing speaking, he snorted heavily, flicked his sleeves and left.Fang Shiyu looked at the stunned Miao Cuihua, and hurriedly chased her out.

Ling Duoduo watched