Shaolin monk

Miao Cuihua's mental state is not very good, but compared to yesterday when she couldn't stand crying, she has improved a lot. Fang Shiyu can't tell the whole story, so he can only promise her that it won't be a month. Let my father carry a big sedan chair to invite people back.

When the two came out of the hut, Ling Duoduo frowned and said, "This old house has been unoccupied for a while, and there is nothing in it. Seeing that the weather is getting colder, we still need to prepare more quilts and buy some living things. Supplies."

After he finished speaking, he waited for a long time but couldn't wait for an answer. He raised his eyes and glanced at Fang Shiyu, and found that this person had his head down and didn't know what he was thinking. He wondered, "What's wrong with you?"

"Sister Hua doesn't want to go back? I think she is still angry. I said that Brother De will come back to pick her up sooner or later, and she doesn't look very happy." Fang Shiyu sighed, "You say, in case she If you really don’t want to go back, what should you do?”

"Then let's tell the real reason why Master Fang is determined to drive her away, and the misunderstanding will eventually be resolved." Ling Duoduo shrugged, "You should be lucky, the matter is not really a dead end, and there is still a way to turn around. room."

The two of them were talking all the way, and after a while they came to the grove where Hu Huiqian practiced martial arts. They saw Hu Huiqian practicing boxing against a wooden stake. Cheers to him.

Fang Shiyu paused, wondering, "It's going to be a few days before going to the ring, why is Huigan still practicing driving stakes?"

Practicing with wooden stakes is a must for Shaolin disciples to practice martial arts every day. Ling Duoduo also felt strange, squinted his eyes and looked carefully, and said with a smile: "Look carefully, that wooden stake is not the kind commonly seen in Shaolin Temple. Ordinary goods that cannot move, but can be rotated and moved."

Fang Shiyu listened to what he said, looked at it attentively, saw that it was indeed so, lowered his head to think for a while, his eyes lit up, and smiled: "Oh, I see, so it is so!"

Ling Duoduo knew that he had really realized something, but he still deliberately teased him: "What is it like, why don't you explain it clearly?"

Facing his intentional school examination, Fang Shiyu acted extremely calmly, coughed pretendingly, and said, "Look at this wooden post, there are a lot of wooden sticks protruding horizontally, and if you are not careful during the rotation, you will hit yourself. If you do this exercise often, you can improve your reaction ability and strength control in a very short period of time."

Ling Duoduo nodded approvingly, and added: "Not only that, this wooden stake seems to be specially designed for Wudang School martial arts, requiring the person using it to use force that seems rigid but not rigid, soft but not soft, rigid with soft, With softness and strength, it can achieve the purpose of not letting the enemy leave the body, and coupled with the short bridge inch strength, it can make the enemy unable to take advantage of it."

After all, he has been the master of Wudang for decades, and this wooden stake can be said to be able to defeat the Wudang sect. Ling Duoduo saw the way at a glance. Thinking that [-]% of this was designed by Yan Wingchun overnight, he couldn't help but feel sorry for Yan Wingchun's plan. Martial arts talent is greatly appreciated.

Yan Yongchun and Hong Xiguan also saw him coming side by side from a distance, and just as they came forward to meet him, Yan Yongchun couldn't help nodding his head and said: "Little master has a unique vision, it's so easy to see, it really makes Wing Chun admire."

"Don't dare, Miss Yan can come up with such a good idea in such a short time, as Master Wumei said, she is a prodigy in martial arts." Ling Duoduo praised sincerely.

The only person in this era who can make him praise his martial arts talent from the bottom of his heart is indeed Yan Yongchun who has met in so many years.It's a pity that Mingzhu was born in the Qing Dynasty by mistake. If Yan Yongchun was born in the heyday of kung fu, he would have a good chance of becoming a martial arts figure.

Yan Yongchun smiled when he heard the words, but he was not overly polite. He pointed to the wooden stake and said, "Qiu Wanqian uses long fists and big feet to win with strength. If I guess right, Feng Daode will teach all the martial arts of the Wudang sect. Give it to him. And the Wudang sect uses mostly feminine kung fu, if the two are combined into one, my short-bridge and inch-strength style of attack will hit the right target!"

Wudang School's martial arts should be both rigid and soft, but it has been ruined by the descendants themselves. Ling Duoduo did not refute, nodding his head and said: "Not bad, really good."

Fang Shiyu slapped his hands, looked at Yan Yongchun from the tip of his eyes, and asked, "Auntie Gan, how is your relationship with your father?"

As soon as Yan Yongchun said this, his mood immediately became depressed, and he slowly shook his head and said: "I asked Xiaoli to go back and test my father's tone. The situation is very unsatisfactory. I think my father will never forgive me in this life. ..."

Hong Xiguan quickly put his arms around her shoulders, and said comfortingly: "Don't be like this, you are unhappy, and I feel bad—by the way, I remember you said that tomorrow is your mother's death day, so your father will be here tomorrow." Fasting for one night at Lingyin Temple?"

After he finished speaking, he saw Yan Yongchun nodding his head to indicate that it was true, and after pondering for a while, he proposed: "How about this, I will go to Lingyin Temple with you tomorrow, and I can talk to your father to clarify, maybe he can forgive us? Or, you can also take this opportunity to worship your mother and do your part as a child."

Yan Yongchun lowered his head and thought for a while after listening, he felt that this idea is quite good, he nodded and agreed: "That's fine, I sincerely hope that you and my father can coexist peacefully."

It seemed that everything was going for the better, Fang Shiyu felt depressed, and patted Hong Xiguan's arm: "Come on, get along well with your future father-in-law."

The mother-in-law is the more pleasing to the eye when looking at the son-in-law. The father-in-law and the son-in-law should be said to be natural enemies, especially like Yan Yongchun. His mother died early, and Yan Zhan grew up holding him in the palm of his hand. He treats him like a baby, let alone Official Hong Xi didn't like Yan Zhan's wishes in all aspects. Even if he really had good conditions in everything, Yan Zhan would probably be picky about his nose and eyes.

But since the family is in charge of their own affairs, this matter should be a headache for Hong Xiguan himself, Ling Duoduo chuckled secretly, and whispered into Fang Shiyu's ear: "When I disliked Huigan earlier, did I look a lot like Master Yan? "

Fang Shiyu couldn't help laughing, and laughed aloud with a "puchi", turned his head to look at him, pretended to lower his head and ponder for a while, then nodded slowly: "You say it like this, it seems really similar, the same fierce and ugly .”

"Bah." Ling Duoduo pushed him away, curled his lips and rolled his eyes and said, "A few days ago, when I asked for help, I said that I look good when I smile, but now that the matter is almost resolved, I have become a vicious and ugly person Someone? Is your surname Fang or Bai?" After that, he ignored him and got up to watch Hu Huiqian drive a stake.

Hong Xiguan and Yan Yongchun looked at each other, and asked blankly: "The surname is Fang or Bai, Shiyu, what does Sanli mean?"

"Call me a white-eyed wolf." Fang Shiyu replied with a smile, set off to follow Ling Duoduo, hugged his thigh on the spot, and said with a smile, "Dashi, no anger, no anger, Amitabha—"

Ling Duoduo couldn't help laughing. Seeing a little joke completely changed his mood, and his goal was achieved. He bent down and pulled him up: "Stop making trouble, let's watch Huigan practice in peace."

Now Hu Huiqian and Yan Yongchun's maid, Xiaoli, are having a heated fight. It seems that after he returned to Hangzhou early, Shang Wanmatang was seriously injured in seeking revenge. Made a couple.

Although no matter how you look at it, it seems to be a bit of a mate, but the relationship between the two people is really good now. Ling Duoduo turned his head to look at Hong Xiguan and Yan Yongchun who were in pairs, and turned back to look at Hu Huiqian and Hu Huiqian who were in pairs. Xiaoli squinted her eyes: "Shiyu, what do you think of Xiaoxiao?"

He suddenly realized that if he hadn't stepped in, it seemed that Ling Xiaoxiao and Fang Shiyu were originally a couple. This conjecture made Ling Duoduo a little angry. His enemy, let alone Fang Shiyu, is even more awkward.

Fang Shiyu was quite at a loss when he heard it, and couldn't figure out why he would bring up this topic: "You mean little? She is a very gentle and kind little girl, what's wrong?"

When he spoke, his expression was calm, and his eyes did not flicker at all. Ling Duoduo felt relieved, but still felt unsafe, and said, "We are as close as brothers, and my real sister is also your god-sister." So Don't think badly about my sister.

"Hey, Dashi, how can you talk like that?" Fang Shiyu corrected pretending to be displeased, "We two are obviously closer than brothers, as close as one person! I have long regarded Xiaoxiao as my own sister Look at it."

After that, his heart moved, and he leaned forward and asked in a low voice: "Why did you ask this all of a sudden? Are you afraid that I will like Xiaoxiao?"

The brat's mind is really fast, Ling Duoduo smiled slightly, did not deny the excuse, and nodded straightforwardly: "There is such a little doubt, since there is no such thing, then I apologize to you for my foolishness .”

Fang Shiyu didn't feel angry or resentful at all when he was suspected. Instead, he was happy and muttered: "You still care about my personal affairs?"

Ling Duoduo stared at him for a few seconds, as if feeling something in his heart, he didn't speak for a long time, seeing Fang Shiyu lowered his head uncomfortably, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Shiyu, why don't we go to the woods walk around?"

Fang Shiyu was inexplicably terrified, parted his mouth and let out a dry laugh, raised his head and pointed at Hu Huiqian: "Let's watch Huigan practice first, isn't he going to be in the arena the day after tomorrow?"

Yes, it's still business.Seeing his embarrassed appearance, Ling Duo felt quite cute, and was more sure of his guess. He smiled slightly, nodded and said: "You are right, we will worry about our affairs later."

Fang Shiyu pretended to be calm and gave a dry laugh twice, and took a peek, seeing that he didn't feel disgusted, he let go of the burden in his heart, and replied vaguely: "Yeah, it's all about Dashi."

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After leaving the grove where Hu Hui was urged to practice, Ling Duoduo never saw Fang Shiyu again, and a certain person never came back after urinating.

A certain person has always been thick-skinned, but unexpectedly at this juncture, he also played shyness. Ling Duoduo was amused, but he didn't look for him, and walked back to Fang's mansion slowly.

He himself was actually very nervous. There were quite a few people who expressed his love for him before, both men and women. Ling Duoduo didn't feel anything special at all, but this time it seemed somewhat different. He vaguely thought about it. Also quite looking forward to.

Everything goes with the flow, and it is best when things come to fruition.He made up his mind, so he didn't take the initiative to poke it out. He went back to his guest room, took out the Buddhist scriptures, and read them to calm his mind.

The guest room he lived in was very close to the back door of the Fang Mansion. Ling Duo heard the sound of "bang bang bang" knocking on the door just after falling asleep many times in the evening.

He woke up suddenly, turned over, rushed up a few strides, opened the back door and opened it, and saw Hong Xiguan leaning against the door, clutching his chest, with a stream of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.