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Like, "If I come over again, I will die on the tofu."

Everyone: "..."

Liao Gai muttered to himself, "Although the muscles and bones are not as exquisite as Tong Liang, they are still malleable talents."

"Really?" Tong Xin came back happily when he heard that.

In order to change his beard, "As long as you practice hard, you will achieve great success in time."

Tong Xin grabbed Tong Liang's hand, "Liangliang, did you hear that, brother will also have great success."

Tong Liang pulled his hand away, "Humph." He turned his head and pointed the back of his head at him.

So Tong Xin's gaze focused on Tong Liang's bald head.Although the wound has healed, the scars are still scattered, which shows that Tong Liang also suffered a lot in Shaolin Temple.

Tong Xin looked like an older brother who felt sorry for his younger brother, "Liangliang, I haven't seen you in three years, why does your head look like it was squeezed through a crack in the door?"

"..." Many people began to look at the sky.

Tong Liang frowned, "What do you mean being squeezed through the crack of a door?"

"Isn't it?" Tong Xin blinked, "Could it be kicked by a donkey?"

"..."

Tong Liang jumped up and pointed at his bald head, "This is called sharpening, sharpening, don't use words if you don't understand."

"Sharp it?" Tong Xin scratched his head, "Don't you think it would be better to be squeezed by the crack of the door?"

"..."

Tong Liang reconfirmed that no one could communicate with Tong Xin except the elder brother.

"I shouldn't have brought Master to save you." Tong Liang regretted.

When Tong Xin heard this, he jumped at Tong Liang happily, "It turns out that Liang Liang saw his brother coming a long time ago."

Tong Liang spat at him, "Like a big red envelope, it's hard to see it." I've never seen anyone who loves to wear red as much as Tong Xin.

"Liangliang, you really love your brother." Tong Xin rubbed Tong Liang in his arms.

Tong Liang pushed him away, "Who...who loves you, I regret now that I came to save you, so I should let my uncle take you in and put you under the hut.

"The hut?!" Tong Xin's expression was terrified, "Why is there such a difference, isn't it the Leifeng Pagoda?"

Everyone: "..."

Tong Liang sneered and said, "You treat yourself as a white lady."

Tong Xin looked at Duan Junheng outside the door, "Senior officer, you have to wait for me, don't believe Fa Hai's sweet words."

"..." Duan Junheng felt as if he had been shot by an arrow in his knee.

When you are free, you have to pick up the big bowl again, "Master...Master...Junior brother, you...you...you...don't...don't...don't stop...stop...let me, I...today... ...today...one...one...one...must...must...take...accept...accept...he, no...no...but..."

Tong Xin said sincerely: "Why don't we go to have dinner and take a shower, then he should have finished talking by then."

"..."

Finally, the host came out to quell the farce, but even though he didn't dare to accept Tong Xin as a disciple, the host had no choice but to put Tong Xin under Ben Ming's name temporarily.

And no one dared to shave Tong Xin's hair again, because he was afraid that he would be sent to the bridal chamber after combing the ground three times.

Since Benming has not returned to the temple for the time being, Tong Xin and Duan Junheng are under the discipline of Benming's younger brother Master Benkong for the time being.

The monks in Shaolin Temple, except for the monks from outside, are all ranked according to descendants.

This formula has [-] characters and was written by the monk Fuyu who ruled the five major sects of Shaolin Temple at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty and founded the sect of Xueting Caodong.They are:

Blessing, wisdom, wisdom, son, enlightenment, enlightenment, originality, perfection, can, and enlightenment.

Zhou, Hong, Pu, Guang, Zong, Dao, Qing, Tong, Xuan, Zu.

Qing, Jing, Zhen, Ru, Hai, Zhan, Ji, Chun, Zhen, Su.

Virtue, conduct, eternity, extension, and perseverance; subtlety, body, permanence, firmness, and firmness.

Heart, Lang, Zhao, secluded, deep, nature, clarity, appreciation, admiration, and deceit.

Loyalty, righteousness, kindness, jubilee, auspiciousness, sincerity, love, wish, charity, and degree.

Xue, Ting, Wei, Xun, Teacher, Yin, Ru, Gui, Ming, Road.

Nowadays, most of the temples are "Le" characters, "Ben" characters, "Yuan" characters, "Ke" characters and "Wu" characters.

It can be seen from this that Ben Ming's seniority in Shaolin Temple is not low.

However, there are also vague rumors in the temple that there are eminent monks of the "Zi" and "Jue" generations who have been in retreat for nearly 28 years.

Benkong happens to be the apprentice of Liaogai, and now Tong Xin and Duan Junheng return to Benkong's discipline, so Tong Liang has no choice but to renew his relationship with Tong Xin.

Tong Xin's first night in Shaolin Temple was lonely and lonely, because Duan Junheng refused to share the same dormitory with him, so Tong Xin could only bully his younger brother.

"Liangliang, let's take a bath together. I'll wash your bald head for you, and you can rub my back."

"No need." Tong Liang twisted a towel and wiped it on his head, and it was over.

Tong Xinjiong, "... so convenient."

Finally, it was time to turn on the lamp and go to sleep, Tong Xin played tricks again, "Liangliang, let's have a good time together."

Tong Liang: "..."

Tong Xin swears, he really wants to, who makes tofu so easy to digest.

In the end, Tong Liang was tortured so much that he had no choice but to take him to the latrine.

In the Shaolin Temple at night, the moonlight shines brightly through the branches and leaves.The wind blows, the trees rustle, it is so weird in the silence.

Tong Xin hid behind Tong Liang suspiciously, "Liang Liang, do you think something dirty will pop out suddenly?"

Tong Liang glanced at him, "The temple is full of gods and Buddhas, what monsters dare to come here."

As soon as the two turned a corner, they suddenly met a masked man.

Tong Xin and Tong Liang: "..."

Masked man: "..."

Tong Xin said: "Didn't you still say you dare not come? What is this?"

Tong Liang suddenly sank, avoiding the opponent's eagle claws, and the two opened up.

Although Tong Liang is a prodigy in martial arts, although the masked man is not his opponent, the masked man is very cunning and even uses poison.

After being hit by Tong Liang's palm, he rolled down the steps and did not move. When Tong Liang went to check, he suddenly turned over and sprinkled the poisonous powder.

Tong Liang accidentally inhaled it, and fell limp on the ground on the spot, "Cartilage powder..." He wanted to speak again, but the masked man tapped the Ya acupuncture point.

The masked man picked up Tong Liang, then picked up Tong Xinfei and disappeared into the night.

The two brothers were carried all the way to the Buddhist scripture pavilion by masked men.

Tong Liang found out that this man's martial arts was mediocre, but his ease was superb.

They went in with the two brothers who were guarding the pavilion.

The masked man threw them on the ground, and took out a scripture book from the bookshelf and threw it to Tong Xin. "Read it to me, or I will kill him." Pointing to Tong Liang on the ground.

With a painful expression, Tong Liang kept shaking his head.

Tong Xin hesitated, but he has always been a hero, so he picked up the book on the floor, opened it, Tong Xin was embarrassed, and said to himself, many Chinese characters know me, I don’t know it, let alone Sanskrit Such an international friend.

Looking up at the masked man, Tong Xin boldly guessed that the masked man should not be recognized, otherwise how could he have arrested them.

Tong Xin timidly said: "Then...then I...I also just...had just arrived in Shaolin, and I still don't know Sanskrit very well."

The masked man raised his hand, "Tell me as much as you know."

Tong Xin pretended to turn to the text, and pointed to one of them to show the masked man, "Uh... I don't know this word and skip it, uh, I don't know this one either. I know this one, Nianni, this Nianma, this I don’t know, this Niangui, this Nian’s surname.”

Tong Liang: "..."

Before the masked man could react, he said impatiently, "Read it together."

Tong Xin had the expression that I advise you to stop, "Are you sure you really want to read it together."

"read."

"In combination, it's Nima's noble surname."

"..."

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Amitabha, the old monk's name is Garfield.

24. Arriving at Songshan Shaolin for the first time ([-])

Feeling that the skin color of the masked man was almost the same color as the cloth covering his face, Tong Liang tried his best to save his brother regardless of his own safety, but he was powerless and he just stayed where he was in the end. He wanted to call his brother to run, But apart from a strange gurgling sound in his throat, he couldn't say anything.

Tong Xin hid behind the scripture shelf with the scriptures, and looked at the masked man in horror, "I... I said... I've passed it, Sanskrit... I don't know it all, and... and it's you... I want to read it together."

I could feel the masked man's breathing was heavy, and said in a deep voice, "I told you to just connect the ones you know?"

Tong Xin was puzzled, "What else?"

The masked man raised his voice slightly, "What about the ones you don't recognize?"

Tong Xin spread his hands, "I just skipped it."

"..."

The masked man gritted his teeth and said, "What I mean is to let you read the skipped ones together."

"But I don't recognize the skipped ones, how should I pronounce them?" Tong Xin asked.

"I've seen someone so stupid, but I've never seen someone so stupid." The masked man's tone was full of missteps in catching the wrong person, "If you don't understand a few words, read them clearly, save a few words, and then read the words you know. Do you understand?"

Tong Xin nodded quickly, "Understood." He picked up the book again.

The masked man took out a pen and paper from his pocket, and raised Tong Xin's chin when he was ready, "Let's get started."

Tong Xin counted carefully, "On the first line, save sixteen characters from the first character."

Masked man: "..."

Tong Xin timidly said, "I...I told you by pointing just now, I don't understand."

After the masked man breathed deeply several times, "Continue." Then he circled sixteen times.

Tong Xin was very confident, "The second line also saves [-]."

"..." The masked man looked at him with a look on his face that you want to make a fuss, don't you?

Tong Xin shrank back to the back of the scripture frame again, "Don't worry, I will meet you on the third line. Listen carefully, save four on the third line first."

Tong Liang: "..."

Masked man: "..."

"The following is what I will know. Nima province has a noble surname..." Tong Xin read in a softer voice, "I don't think you have a noble surname like Nima."

Tong Liang: "..."

"..." The brush in the masked man's hand