Shaolin monk

Li Bashan dug a hole to bury Baimei, and erected a wooden sign here to warn future generations, and then bid farewell to Ling Duoduo again: "You watched me bury Baimei, so it can be seen that Baimei is really dead. Don't worry, you can leave with peace of mind, right?"

No matter how uncomfortable this sentence sounds, Ling Duoduo put Fang Shiyu, who was in a coma, on his shoulders, and said with a pleasant smile: "Master is really good at joking, and my nephew stayed, just thinking about persuading my uncle to follow me." My nephew went to the gathering place where all the disciples of Shaolin were gathered at this time, so as to catch up with the old master at any rate.

The brat purposely brought Zhida out to talk about something, Li Bashan rolled his eyes at him, and said coldly: "No need, I have nothing to say to that bald donkey Zhida, you'd better take care of yourself and talk about it."

After a short pause, he did not forget to emphasize emphatically: "I have to explain something to you. Xiaohuan and I are helping Shaolin this time, not you and Fang Shiyu. There is still a debt between us that needs to be settled separately. , you can be careful."

This seems to be the case, Fang Shiyu is Li Xiaohuan's husband-killing enemy no matter what, and Li Xiaohuan and Li Bashan follow them back to Fujian seems to be a bit difficult for others.Seeing this, Ling Duoduo no longer insisted, nodded and said: "In this case, the little monk took Shiyu and left first, and please take care of your uncle and sister, we will meet later."

"Hmph, I don't think it's better for us not to meet each other in the future. I'll be so angry when I see you two." Li Bashan breathed out heavily through his nostrils, and after speaking, he felt his daughter gently tugging at the corner of his clothes to signal him not to Being too arrogant and ostentatious, he could only dispel the idea of ​​humming a second time at Ling Duoduo.

Ling Duoduo secretly laughed in his heart, turned his head to Li Xiaohuan and said, "This time we can make it happen, we still need to thank Senior Sister Li for your help."

Li Xiaohuan's attitude towards him was much more gentle than Li Bashan, nodded lightly and said: "When Shaolin is rebuilt in the future, I also want to meet Xiaoxiao again, thank her for her enlightenment."

Loving a lover is a job of skill, hating a person is a job of strength. After this incident, Li Xiaohuan completely saw the grudge between Fang Shiyu and Fang Shiyu. She began to learn to re-examine the past and find out what was wrong with her actions. The tiger is not pressing harder and harder, and the two sides will not get into a life-and-death situation.

To let go of others is also to let go of herself. Li Xiaohuan felt the ease she had never felt in the past few years. She wanted to follow her father to travel around the great rivers and mountains, broaden her horizons, calm her mind, and then re-plan her life.

Ling Duoduo said goodbye to them, carried Fang Shiyu all the way down from Wudang Mountain, found a nearby inn to stay, checked Fang Shiyu's body carefully, and found that this person is not even comatose now, he can only Saying that he was asleep, he sighed helplessly, and wrote to Zhi Zhi and others in Fujian, telling them the whole story of how he and Fang Shiyu went to Wudang to seek revenge.

Although Bai Mei said that he and Fang Shiyu jointly defeated him, Ling Duoduo still finds it unbelievable when he thinks about it.

Fang Shiyu's transformation into a Saiyan can still be said to be necessary for the plot, and it was a golden finger given by the screenwriter. Ling Duoduo couldn't figure out that he had followed the shotgun to change guns. He and Fang Shiyu didn't form a team to fight monsters. Is it related?

He thought about it for a long time and didn't understand this question, so he didn't think about it at all. He planned to pick up Ling Xiaoxiao when Fang Shiyu woke up—although Hu Huiqian had already married Yan Yongchun's maid, Xiaoli, but that brat After all, he had thought about his baby sister, so it's better not to leave the two of them alone for too long.

Thinking of this, Ling Duoduo brought a bucket of water to a boil and wiped Fang Shiyu's body. While wiping, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion. As expected, he had just been dug out of the pit, and his body was really dirty.

He cleaned up Fang Shiyu carefully, then called Su Zhai to eat in the room, and poured some water into Fang Shiyu's mouth.After all this tossing, the sky outside has already darkened. Ling Duoduo has been imprisoned inside the Wudang faction for the past few days. He is worried about Fang Shiyu and himself. He has not slept peacefully. There are many things that happened today. Bath was about to go to bed early, but heard a deep voice from outside the window: "Shaolin disciple Sanli, why don't you come out soon?"

Ling Duoduo's head was already touching the pillow, but when he heard the voice, he immediately sat up straight. The voice was no stranger to him, and it clearly belonged to Zen Master Xingyin.

The real big boss finally showed up. I am afraid that Zen Master Xingyin is the one who can best explain why his martial arts have improved by leaps and bounds. Ling Duoduo didn't delay at all, and broke through the window with his lightness kung fu.

For the convenience of entering and exiting, he chose a room on the first floor, the corridor was the door, and the open-air courtyard was outside. Zen Master Xingyin stood in the center of the courtyard, looking at him with his hands behind his back.

This time, although Zen master Xingyin was still dressed in white, his hair was combed back, unlike the terrifying appearance that he wore to cover his face when we met several times before.

Ling Duoduo paused, and seeing his steady eyes and peaceful face, he knew that Zen Master Xingyin was not in a state of illness at this time, so he stepped forward to salute without any delay: "Disciple Sanli has seen Master."

Zen Master Xingyin smiled at him, and nodded with satisfaction: "I just remembered who I am three days ago, but I didn't expect you to know my identity before me." The little monk called him Shigong first, Please An Jianli didn't make any jokes, it can be seen that he has guessed it a long time ago, he is indeed a smart person.

Ling Duoduo walked in and took a closer look under the moonlight, and saw that there were not many wrinkles on his face, but a man in his eighties looked younger than Baimei and Zhishan.

Putting Zhishan aside, Baimei, as the headmaster of Wudang, must have a lot better food and lodging than a lonely ghost sleeping in a well, but it is still not as good as Zen Master Xingyin's maintenance. It has beauty and anti-aging effects.

Ling Duoduo's thoughts went astray for a while, and he quickly gathered himself up, and said with a smile, "What did you say, Master? Don't tell me you've practiced so well that you don't even know who you are?"

Although he has a general understanding of the side effects of that set of kung fu, but they are all guesses on their own. The real situation is still unknown, and he should ask Zen Master Xingyin to finally confirm.

Zen Master Xingyin did not hide his meaning, and told the truth: "I have studied a martial art called "Wuwo Zen Art" for more than ten years. This Zen art can fully stimulate people's potential. Pretty amazing."

"The world has always paid attention to the exchange of equal value. Such an overbearing and powerful martial arts must have obvious side effects, right?" Ling Duoduo asked. He had already seen the magical ability of this Zen kung fu, at least Fang Shiyu had to practice less than 20 years of martial arts.

Zen Master Xingyin nodded slowly: "You are right. In the process of practicing, you will first enter a state of suspended animation, lose part of your memory, and even forget who you are."

Ling Duoduo nodded as he listened, this was not bad at all from what he had guessed.

Zen Master Xingyin continued: "By chance and coincidence, I passed on Zen skills to Shiyu, and then recovered my memory three days ago, but still taught Shiyu the complete formula, and transferred nearly half of the skills to Shiyu. You, help you defeat Baimei."

This is double insurance for him. Although Fang Shiyu has great potential, the difference in strength between him and Baimei is too great. Zen Master Xingyin is worried that this is still not enough to defeat Baimei, and as a famous person who lives in seclusion, he cannot surrender himself. The identity was a face-to-face confrontation with Baimei, an abandoned disciple, so he simply passed it on to Ling Duoduo, hoping that he could use this part of his skills to not only kill Baimei, but also rebuild Shaolin as soon as possible.

Ling Duoduo smiled and said: "It's really thanks to Master's help, otherwise it would not be easy to defeat Baimei just relying on me and Shiyu."

Speaking of his former great apprentice, Zen Master Xingyin couldn't help sighing again and again: "Baimei has been obsessed with obsession from beginning to end, and I can't do anything about it. You can be regarded as eliminating a great harm for the martial arts."

Ling Duoduo asked: "Then I wonder when Shiyu will be able to recover his memory?"

"It's not certain. I can't remember clearly myself. Even I have lost my memory for more than ten years. Sometimes I will appear in a state of suspended animation when I practice. I have been buried many times before. Every time I climb out again, I have already forgotten who I am." Zen Master Xingyin couldn't help laughing as he said it, as if he found it quite interesting.

Contrary to his mood, Ling Duoduo couldn't laugh at all. When he thought that he would call Fang Shiyu's name in the wells of Yizhuang villages in the future, and this kind of life would probably take more than ten years, he felt Darkness in front of my eyes.

In this way, I don’t know whether it’s a loss or a gain. Ling Duoduo smiled wryly, and could only change the subject: "Master, this time Shaolin has suffered a catastrophe and its vitality has been greatly injured. I also ask the master to come out and preside over the overall situation and lead all our Shaolin disciples to rebuild. Shaolin."

"My dream is just to travel all over the world and to be free and easy. Because of this, I decided to hide in the rivers and lakes. From now on, the important task of Shaolin will fall on you young people." Zen Master Xingyin said with a smile, without waiting Ling Duoduo answered, jumped into the air, climbed over the wall and left.

It turns out that Ling Duoduo has ten martial arts skills, and Zen Master Xingyin has twenty. Now that Zen Master Xingyin has given him half of his martial arts, the situation of the two of them has changed. If Ling Duoduo wants to stop Zen Master Xingyin, it will not be difficult , thought about it but still didn't pursue it.

He stood quietly in the small courtyard for a long time, then heaved a long sigh and turned back to the room.

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Fang Shiyu slept for a full month, and Ling Duoduo stuffed him with food, water and wiped himself on time every day. In the end, Zhizhi, Miao Cuihua, Fang De and others came to Wudang Mountain, and Fang Shiyu was still asleep. Sleep.

As soon as Zhizhi met, he severely criticized him and Fang Shiyu for using lies to fool him and sneaked up to Wudang to take revenge, and euphemistically stated that "you are the lifeblood of the master, if you have a master who is good or bad, how can you live?" After the central thought, he waved his sleeves and led a group of people to look at Fang Shiyu.

Mrs. Wumei took Fang Shiyu's pulse again, and said in surprise: "Shiyu is indeed just asleep, his pulse is calm, there should be nothing serious..."

When Miao Cuihua saw her son sleeping for a month, Ling Duoduo was not too worried, but she still couldn't help asking: "Senior sister, when do you think Shiyu will wake up?"

Master Wumei was obviously stunned by this question. He was taken aback for a moment, sighed silently, and turned over Fang Shiyu's right wrist, which he had just brought over for his pulse check, and put it back on the side of the pillow.

As soon as this action was done, Fang Shiyu put his right hand back to its original position, opened his mouth wide and let out a long yawn.

Ling Duoduo was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help laughing: "It seems that you are the ones who have brought you good luck. I have been guarding him alone for a month without any movement. Unexpectedly, you are about to wake up when you just arrived."

As soon as the words were finished, Fang Shiyu kicked his legs in the air, sat up with his buttocks, turned his head and saw Ling Duoduo's bald head at first sight, he was stunned for a moment, then turned his eyes and fell on his old mother.

Surprised and delighted, Miao Cuihua sat on the head of his bed: "Son, are you finally awake?"

Fang Shiyu asked in bewilderment, "What's the matter, Sister Hua", sat up while talking, and found that there were at least 20 people surrounded by the head of his bed, and he couldn't help being shocked: "Wow, there are There is no mistake, so many of you watched me sleep alone?"

Miao Xian also came over, helped Fang Shiyu tidy up his clothes, and said with a smile, "Are you alright?"

Fang Shiyu was terrified, grabbed Miao Xian's hand and said, "Old man, we don't know each other well, so don't touch me, okay?"

Miao Xian's eyes widened in shock: "You, what did you call me?"

Ling Duoduo had anticipated this chaotic situation, and calmly reminded him: "It's clearly a sequelae of practicing "Wu Wo Zen Art", and he has lost his memory."

"Amnesia?" Fang Shiyu turned his gaze to him again, his expression was a little dazed for a while, and he repeated softly, "What amnesia, I have amnesia?"

Ling Duoduoquan pretended not to hear this, turned to Miao Cuihua and said, "Senior Sister Miao, the situation is not very bad, you see Shiyu knows you, at least he knows who he is—may I ask, When did he know that Uncle Miao belonged to his grandfather?"

"It was in Hangzhou City that Shiyu accidentally killed Lei Huo. In order to get rid of Li Xiaohuan, I arranged a fake funeral for Shiyu. Halfway through, Li Bashan and his daughter came out to make trouble. My father helped me deal with them." Miao Cuihua After reminiscing, he stroked his chin thoughtfully, "Does that mean that Shi Yu has lost at least two years of memory?"

"I lost my memory, did I really lose my memory?" No matter how stupid Fang Shiyu was, he understood what happened, stood up and said, "What's going on?"

Ling Duoduo suggested: "You first see who you know in this group of people."

Fang Shiyu started from Mrs. Wumei, saw Zhizhi, Miao Xian and Sande all the way, and shook his head repeatedly: "I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know—"

Ling Duoduo looked at this appearance, ninety-nine percent would not recognize himself, and stepped back very consciously to make room for him. Unexpectedly, Fang Shiyu paused for a while while pointing his finger at the tip of his nose, and then said softly: "This Da Shi, Have we met?"

Ling Duoduo thought for a while: "I don't know if you remember that we met once in Guangzhou City when we were ten years old. At that time, you raced with a young man named Fu and almost hurt the people. I stopped it."

Fang Shiyu blinked blankly, paused for a while, and then showed a look of sudden realization: "Oh, so that little monk is you——No, I always feel that we have met before? "

Ling Duoduo's heart moved, and he raised his hand to squeeze his palm. Seeing Fang Shiyu's excited expression, his emotions also increased a lot: "Did you remember something?"

Is this the power of love?Ling Duoduo felt that for a moment, he believed in beautiful love.

Fang Shiyu said in a deep voice: "It's still the same sentence, Da Shi, I'm not familiar with you, so don't touch me—when you touch me, I suddenly feel urgent to pee..."

Fucking his mother's beautiful love, Ling Duoduo turned his head and looked out the window expressionlessly.

However, Fang Shiyu made a new discovery. His eyes fell on Hong Xiguan and Yan Yongchun who excitedly opened the door when they heard the news of his waking up, and shouted: "I know this one!"

Hong Xiguan and Yan Yongchun heard the news that Bai Mei was killed, and they were officially married. Yan Yongchun changed the sideburns on his head from a girl's style to a woman's style. Seeing Fang Shiyu rushing over suddenly, he opened his eyes in a daze.

"You bastard, you can't beat me, did you get so many people to play tricks on me?" Fang Shiyu suddenly figured it out, "You were defeated by me in Tongtian Academy, so I wanted to take the opportunity to take revenge, I I won't fall into your trap!"

Miao Cuihua explained to Monk Zhang Er who was puzzled by Ling Duoduo: "When Shiyu and Wing Chun first met, the two sides had a lot of conflicts, and they were deadly enemies."

"So the timing is right. Shiyu's memory stays in the period after you arrived in Hangzhou, from the conflict with Wing Chun to the time before the reconciliation." Ling Duoduo pulled his thoughts away from remembering love. , calmly analyzed.

Seeing that Fang Shiyu wanted to beat his wife, Hong Xiguan intervened in the middle without saying a word, "Calm down Shiyu, you really lost your memory, otherwise you should ask Mrs. Miao, and you should know that it is impossible for us to unite." rise up to deceive you."

That's right, others play tricks on him, but his own mother wouldn't do that. Fang Shiyu felt that this sentence made sense, so he asked, "Am I really amnesia?"

Ling Duoduo made a "please" gesture to Miao Cuihua: "Senior sister, the only person Shiyu knows here is you, I think it's up to you to tell him what happened in the past two years Come on."

Miao Cuihua was about to agree, but she heard Fang Shiyu say: "Actually, Sister Hua doesn't have to tell the story, this Dashi, I always feel very kind when I look at you, and I will believe it when you tell me."

Fish also have dignity. Ling Duoduo, who had already been fooled once, did not take his bait, and said with a blank expression: "Actually, you have lived in Shaolin Temple for the past two years. Naturally, all you see are monks when you look at me. It’s not surprising that her bald head has a sense of intimacy.”

Miao Cuihua couldn't understand what kind of charade the two of them were playing, and said with a smile: "Little master, what are you kidding, you are Shiyu's best friend, you should treat his life for the past two years more than I do." It’s better to understand, you said it’s the same as me?”

Ling Duoduo saw that Fang Shiyu was looking at him eagerly, and after thinking about it, he felt that this unknown fire was very boring, so he said: "Well, senior sister, tell me what happened in Hangzhou, and then I went to Shaolin. Let's talk."

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"So Li Bashan buried Baimei's body and left with Li Xiaohuan. I took your body with me. I'm sorry, but I brought you in a coma to stay in this inn." Ling Duoduo shrugged his shoulders. , "That's the way it is."

He turned his head and saw Fang Shiyu looking at him with his mouth wide open, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, you've been buried in the soil for such a long time, and you've ruined your brain?"

Fang Shiyu also laughed silly: "It sounds like the relationship between the two of us is indeed very good—"

He paused here, and quickly glanced at Ling Duoduo. Although this person's remarks were constantly affirmed by the boy named Hong Xiguan and his own mother, Fang Shiyu always had a strange feeling that this little bald head was still a little Things didn't come out.

The other party didn't seem to have any malice towards him, Fang Shiyu felt that he was hiding some things for his own good, and glanced out the window: "It's so boring in here, I want to go out and take a walk."

A person who has been lying still in bed for a month can move freely the first time he wakes up. Sure enough, all martial arts practitioners are unbeatable Xiaoqiang.Thinking about Fang Shiyu's sleeping for a month, he must be no longer sleepy. It's normal to be unable to sit still and want to go for a walk at this time.

Miao Cuihua was still very worried: "No, you just woke up, you should observe it for a few more days - if you are obedient these few days, I will take you out to play, okay?"

Fang Shiyu really wanted to remind her that he only lost two years of memory, not 20 years of memory, so don't talk to him in such a coaxing tone.

However, after pondering for a while, he still didn't say this sentence, and said with a smile: "You said it, you must take me there."

Miao Cuihua comforted him a few more words, stretched her waist, and saw that it was almost midnight outside, so she said: "Shiyu has woken up, thank God, it was very hard for everyone to come here, go back to sleep first .”

Fang Shiyu cooperated very well and drove them all back to their respective rooms to rest. They sat quietly by the candlelight for an hour, then got up lightly and wanted to sneak out.

As soon as he came out of the room and came to the small courtyard, he couldn't help squinting his eyes: "Hey, isn't this Dashi? You don't go to sleep, why are you staying here?"

"Because I knew that someone would sneak out if he couldn't sit still, I guarded here in advance." Ling Duoduo rolled over from the fence, "You have lost your memory for two years, not ten or twenty years, how could that be possible? Can I hear Senior Sister Miao coaxing you?"

He had thought about similar things just now, Fang Shiyu couldn't help being stunned for a moment, moved his lips but didn't know what to say, he could only say dryly: "Dashi, you really know me, no wonder Sister Hua said we are best friends Well—by the way, I don't know your name yet."

Ling Duoduo clasped his hands together, with a compassionate expression on his face: "The poor monk's Dharma name is three rites."

"Three rituals? I think it's easier to call you 'Da Shi'." After Fang Shiyu finished speaking, he felt inexplicably comfortable all over his body, and repeated, "Da Shi, Da Shi, Da Shi?"

He called Dashi three times in a row, and his whole body was struck by lightning. Some fragments flashed in his mind, and he murmured, "Dashi? How much?"

Ling Duoduo stroked his chin: "Have you remembered anything?" Could it be that love is really beautiful and not bad?

Fang Shiyu hammered his forehead, frowned in distress and thought for a long time, but shook his head: "I always feel that I have forgotten something very important, but I really can't remember what it is."

"Then don't think about it. When the opportunity comes, you will naturally remember it." Ling Duoduo is very open about this. Fang Shiyu's various performances after waking up are much better than he originally expected. If this trend continues, it seems I will not experience a life like Zen Master Xingyin who has lived in a daze for more than ten years without even knowing who he is.

Sure enough, the protagonist can always encounter all kinds of preferential treatment. Amnesia is just a small wave before the reunion, and it will definitely be easily passed.

He left this sentence and wanted to go back to his room to rest, but he heard Fang Shiyu ask: "Would you mind going out for a walk with me?"

Ling Duoduo couldn't help but look at him more, although he felt that this person was sober at this moment that he didn't look like he would find a well to drill into, but he also felt that it was better to follow him, so he agreed: "Let's go together."

Along the way, Shiyu felt very awkward. He was a bit familiar, and he could talk to anyone, but for some reason, when he was alone with this little monk, he felt weird.

Seeing his thoughtful expression, Ling Duoduo originally wanted to find a topic to chat with, but was afraid that if he opened his mouth to disturb his memory and thinking, he simply kept silent.

The two of them walked around the town, Fang Shiyu finally couldn't hold back anymore, and couldn't help but asked, "Da Shi, were we really friends before?"

Could it be that he was really bored in the pit, why did he even have doubts about this?Ling Duoduo glanced at him, maintaining a monk-like smile on his face: "Yes, there is nothing wrong."

Fang Shiyu blinked, feeling that his statement was a bit inaccurate, and corrected him: "No, what I mean is, are we just friends?"

Ordinary people would never think of having a relationship with a monk. Ling Duoduo looked sideways at him and asked tentatively, "Did you remember something?"

Fang Shiyu patted himself on the forehead: "Hey, what you're saying is that the two of us are really not just friends, right?"

After he finished speaking, seeing the other party smiling at him, he couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, and blurted out: "Dashi, has anyone told you that you look so good when you smile."

Silly boy, you are the last person who praised me like this. Ling Duoduo touched his cheek and sighed: "It seems that even if I am amnesia, some things have not changed - you said I look good, say this sentence Don’t you feel a little weird when you’re there?”

"I always feel like I've said similar things before..." Fang Shiyu said halfway, feeling a pain in the brain, as if being hit with a mallet, gasped, and squatted down with his head in his arms.

His state was unusual, and Ling Duoduo was startled. Could it be that there will be another suspended animation that Zen Master Xingyin mentioned soon?The interval is too short, isn't it?

Ling Duoduo quickly squatted down to check on Fang Shiyu's situation, while grabbing his wrist, he asked with concern: "Shiyu, are you alright?"

The outstretched hand did not catch the wrist to feel the pulse, but was grasped by someone. When Fang Shiyu raised his head again, his eyes were red, and he sniffed: "It's wet?"

Ling Duoduo stared forward for a moment, twitched the corners of his lips, and said helplessly, "Don't tell me, you have recovered your memory now?"

This is a bit too cheating, counting the time, Fang Shiyu lost his memory for less than two hours, compared with Zen Master Xingyin's more than ten years, the gap is really too big.Although he had expected that Amnesia Yunyun must be thunderous and rainy, but your raindrops are a little too small, right?

Fang Shiyu grinned and said, "It's a good thing I came out with you. If I stayed in the house, I wouldn't be able to talk to you personally, let alone two hours. I don't think I can recover my memory in 20 years. "

The brat's words were sweeter than honey, Ling Duoduo couldn't help but rolled his eyes towards the sky, but he also smiled: "Come on, so you have to remember me for a big contribution?"

Seeing him talking and turning back, Fang Shiyu seemed to want to go back to the inn immediately, so she was quite reluctant, so she hurriedly took his hand, and said in a slightly begging tone: "Da Shi, let's go around again. , Think of it as a celebration of our teaming up to defeat Baimei?"

Ling Duoduo originally wanted to hurry back and tell Zhichi the good news. After hearing what Fang Shiyu said, he also thought it was a good idea. Thinking about it, Miao Cuihua and the others should all go to sleep. I'm very worried, so I might as well talk about it tomorrow.

Thinking of this, he nodded: "Alright, I'll walk with you."