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On the column in front of the gate.

"Menstruation?" The old monk wondered, is there such a sutra in the Tripitaka?

"Yes, my mother always recites this sutra to my father for a few days every month." Tong Xin said with a serious face.

"Then read it again, read it slowly, and I will listen carefully this time."

Tong Xin read it again, and this time it was really slow, slurring each word, "Hey, oh, yo, oh, oh, oh, you, dad, big, stupid, melon."

Except Master Tong, everyone looked at the sun with embarrassment, "..."

Master Tong really wanted to press this son back into his mother's womb to rebuild.

"Actually, you don't know," Tong Xin continued solemnly, "I've been having the same dream since I was a child, saying that I had an unfinished relationship with my senior brother in my previous life. If I can't end it in this life, it will become a bad relationship. I remember , I was a woman in the dream, although I was in a shabby room, I was dressed in coarse blue clothes, but I still couldn't hide my beauty."

Tong Xin said as he walked towards Duan Junheng, "I was sitting in front of the bronze mirror, dressed up with Fen Dai drawing eyebrows skillfully. At this time, my brother rushed in with a long sword in his hand, and said to me: 'Sister-in-law, Wu Song has something to ask you.'"

"You Pan Jinlian." Everyone said in unison.

Duan Junheng: "..." He really wants to carry a long sword now.

7. There are dudes in the family ([-]) Correct the typo

Inside the Manjusri Building, Mrs. Tong grabbed Tong Xin's ears and circled the table, "What's going on, what's going on?"

Tong Xin covered her ears and followed Mrs. Tong around, "It's about to be a provocative ear, it's about to be a provocative ear."

Mrs. Tong stopped suddenly, turned around and sprayed him, "Okay, let you mess around. Mother is up to you, but can you go to Shaolin Temple casually? Look at the third child, he just went If there is no news for two years, you still dare to drill in?"

Tong Xin tilted his head, "Mother, you really wronged me this time." He took out a piece of parchment from his pocket and handed it to Mrs. Tong, and said in a lower voice, "Brother asked me to go."

Mrs. Tong was startled.

The eldest son's current situation is a little sensitive, but he ventured to come back in secret a few days ago. Mrs. Tong must have been in trouble. At that time, she had no time to ask Tong Xin and was delayed by the arrival of Duan Junheng and his apprentice.

Let go of the hand holding the ears, took the parchment and walked towards the candlelight. Madam Tong frowned and thought for a moment after reading it, she nodded and said: "This matter will only come to fruition if you go to Shaolin. With your elder brother covering up in the open, it is true that you go to Shaolin." It is more convenient than your elder brother, and you can move more freely."

Tong Xin rubbed his red ears, "But dad won't let me go."

Mrs. Tong looked at the closed door, "Your father is there, mother has her own way. It's just..." As she spoke, Mrs. Tong's eyes were full of tears, "Mother can't bear you! I don't know when I will be able to enter Shaolin. Out."

Tong Xin knew that although there were three sons in their family, Mrs. Tong loved him the most.

His mother is a very amazing person, who taught him completely different knowledge from others since he was a child, as well as an alternative way of being in the world.

It is absurd to let him break away from the shackles of the world and be a second-generation ancestor who is everyone.

But his absurd second-generation ancestor can see this world more clearly and clearly than many people.

Tong Xin was afraid that Mrs. Tong's crying would be uncontrollable, so she quickly diverted her attention, "Mother, do you know the Yiyang finger?"

Mrs. Tong thought for a while, "The Duan family in Dali once passed down their unique knowledge, and it is said that it is the introductory martial arts of the Six Meridians Excalibur."

Tong Xin had never seen the Six Meridians Excalibur and the Yiyang Finger, but he had heard of them, both of which belonged to the former Dali Duan Clan.

What Tong Xin said to the old wandering monk at that time was just what Qiu Daocai's brother said about the Six Meridians, and Duan Junheng happened to be named Duan, so he suspected that what Duan Junheng had been stolen by Qiu Daocai and the others was the sword of the Six Meridians Excalibur The score was completed, so there was the temptation to the old wandering monk.

Tong Xin poured a cup of tea for Mrs. Tong, "What kind of family is the Duan family?"

"The Duan family used to be the royal family of the Dali Kingdom in Yunnan. According to legend, the Duan family has a long history, beginning in the Zheng State in the Spring and Autumn Period. Zheng Wugong passed away, the eldest son succeeded to the throne, and the second son Ji Duan (surname Ji Duan) took the throne, and then lost. Some descendants have carried his name and surname to this day, and this is the origin of the Duan family."

Tong Xin listened with gusto.

Mrs. Tong took a sip of tea and continued: "The Dali Kingdom in Yunnan was founded by Duan Siping, and was later conquered by the previous dynasty and became the general manager of Dali in place of the Yuan Dynasty. In the 14th year of Hongwu (AD 1381), Zhu Yuanzhang sent an army to pacify Yunnan. Duan Shi, the last general manager of the clan, pledged his allegiance to the Yuan Dynasty to resist to the death, but he was nothing more than a chariot with his arms. Missing. After the pacification of Yunnan, Duan Juren and Duan Juyi were left behind by the Duan family. Zhu Yuanzhang named Duan Juren, Guiren, and Duan Juyi, Guiyi. These two people later lived in Yanmenwei Town Fu and Wuchang Wei Town Fu respectively. .”

Tong Xin pursed his lips and asked, "Is there really only two brothers Duan Guiren and Duan Guiyi left in the Dali Duan clan?"

Suddenly there was a loud laugh, "Madam Tong is very knowledgeable."

Mrs. Tong stared at her almond-shaped eyes, and shouted sharply: "Who is it?"

"Amitabha." After the Buddha's cry, an old monk in gray robes appeared and said to Tong Xin, "Young Master, you guessed it."

Tong Xin took a step forward, "Then senior is really a descendant of the Duan family in Dali?"

"That's right, Jun Heng is the grandson of Duan Shi, the former general manager of Dali in the Yuan Dynasty." The old monk looked far away, "13 years ago, when the Ming army entered Yunnan, Jun Hengfang was eight years old at that time. In order to protect the blood of Duan's family, Duan Ming is also the father of the two brothers Duan Guiren and Duan Guiyi today, he was ordered to protect Jun Heng and break out of the siege, but he was defeated and died on the battlefield, and Jun Heng was captured in the camp."

Madam Tong gasped when she heard this, "According to the Ming army's practice, not only should children be slaves, but they must also be castrated."

Tong Xin's heart tightened when he heard the words, "Could it be that senior brother..."

The old monk shook his head, "The Ming army knew that Jun Heng was a direct descendant of the Duan family, but they didn't dare to treat him like this, but Jun Heng was stubborn and refused to bow his head to be a minister. In order to make him submit, he let him see his little friend being eunuched In the end, they branded a mark on Jun Heng's forehead, Jun Heng would rather die than be humiliated, but fortunately I rescued him at that time. Since then, he has been wandering with me."

After listening, Tong Xin and Mrs. Tong were silent for a long time.

"Why did you tell us this?" Mrs. Tong asked somewhat vigilantly, "He is a descendant of a former court official who has not surrendered, and we are the family members of a court official."

"Amitabha." The old monk put one hand on his chest, "I don't know if Ma'am can believe in reincarnation by marriage?"

Mrs. Tong is not from this era, and she doesn't believe in those mysterious myths, but now she has come to this era because of the mysterious myths, so she has to believe it.

"I know that the time is not long, but I can't worry about Junheng." The old monk said that he died very calmly, as if he was talking about others, and then solemnly said to Tong Xin: "Young master is destined to be with Junheng." But there is a relationship."

Tong Xin had a heavy face, and heaved a long sigh, "I really am Pan Jinlian."

The old wandering monk: "..."

Madam Tong: "..."

Houtong Xin suddenly changed his face again, heaviness dissipated and his excitement inexplicably said: "Then whoever attacks and who suffers?"

The old monk was at a loss, but he was able to grasp the key words quite accurately, "Attack? Shou?"

Madam Tong: "..."

"However, if it's senior brother, I'm willing to suffer without boundaries."

Madam Tong: "..."

The old traveling monk continued to be clueless.

Tong Xin didn't wait for the old traveling monk's next words, and hurried to the Guigong Pavilion, only to see Duan Junheng under the shadow of the tree, still wearing a black gauze hat and black robe.

"Brother, what's the matter you're unhappy with, tell us to make us happy..." Although he couldn't see Duan Junheng's eyes, Tong Xin could still feel Duan Junheng's sharp gaze, "Uh... share it." He said abruptly Turning a corner, Tong Xin almost flicked his tongue.

"Hmph." Duan Junheng snorted coldly, and ignored him.

Tong Xin was not someone who was dismissed so easily, he licked his face and went around to Duan Jun, "Brother, that's true, the pain should be shared with others, so that the pain will be halved."

Duan Junheng turned around again.

Tong Xin posted again, "It's like me, every time my dad finishes beating me up, I'll beat his horse."

Duan Junheng: "..."

Tong Xin was proud, "Then when I saw my father hurting the horse..."

"..."

"Uh, no, when I feel sorry for the horse, my butt really doesn't hurt so much."

Duan Junheng looked down at Tong Xin, "...so you want me to beat you, and then you go beat your father's horse?"

"...my father is innocent."

"..."

8. Shaolin Road is Long ([-])

Master Tong watched the carriage go away, and his mood to send his son off was indescribable.

Mrs. Tong comforted Mr. Tong, "Didn't you always say that Xin'er is idle and that sooner or later he will cause disasters. Now it is rare that he voluntarily goes to Shaolin to be restrained. You should be happy." Mrs. Tong also knew that although her husband usually treats his son There was a lot of scolding and sticks, but in my heart, I still cherished this son who was always brought up by his side and was pampered and raised. "And the third child is also in Shaolin. I'm not afraid that no one will take care of him, so don't worry."

Master Tong felt a little uncomfortable when his wife said, "Who's worried about this bastard? I'm afraid that he will lose my old face by walking like squatting on the toilet."

Mrs. Tong suddenly thought: "That's right, you have to practice kung fu every day when you go to Shaolin. Where did Xin'er suffer from such a crime? Do you think my son can stand it?"

Thinking of how hard it was for him to be a lay disciple in Shaolin, Master Tong felt sorry for his son, but also thought that his son had a lot of evil ideas, so he couldn't help but start to worry about Shaolin Temple, "Mrs.