Dead wood fills the pillars

Zuo Siwen nodded and said: "Traveling is fine. But the bank notes, money, baggage, and clothes are left behind."

Ji Wudi asked without shame: "Then what can I take away?"

Zuo Siwen pulled out a piece of gray cloth out of nowhere, "You can use this to cover yourself."

……

Ji Wudi rubbed his chin, and asked others: "What should I wear to meet Daoist Ling Yun tomorrow?"

In the end, Zuo Siwen made the final decision, wearing white clothes, white trousers and white boots.

Ji Wudi complained, "White clothes get dirty easily."

"White clothes are the symbol of the old sect master."

"The black mud print must not be included in my father's logo, right?"

"It's okay. During the stay of Daoist Lingyun, the door owner will never be contaminated with any black mud."

Ji Wudi said, "Where's the soy sauce?"

Zuo Siwen's face remained unchanged and he said: "The door master has a light taste and never dips in soy sauce."

you are lying.Ji Wudi complained with tearful eyes.

Complaint invalid.Zuo Siwen blocked it with a cold face.

Ji Wudi thought for a while, and then said: "I heard that Daoist Lingyun is very strong in martial arts, and he can be ranked among the top ten masters in the Jianghu. I'm afraid he will find that I am not good at martial arts when he sees me."

Zuo Siwen's eyebrows trembled, and before he could speak, Kong Wu on the right had already jumped up, "Master, since you know that martial arts are not good, why do you always refuse to work hard to practice martial arts? For example, today, it is already here The martial arts field is actually... actually for playing the piano! Sect master, you are so wasteful about martial arts, how can you live up to the old head's expectations of you, how can you live up to the old head's great reputation in the world, how can you live up to the old head's painstaking creation? His peerless martial arts?!"

Ji Wudi sighed, "It's because of this that I am obediently suffering from your torture here."

……

The corner of Zuo Siwen's mouth kept twitching, "Destroy?"

Ji Wudi looked out of the window depressedly, "Actually, I should have been a dandy. Every day I live in a brothel, molesting good husbands and men as a hobby, fighting birds when I have nothing to do, and fighting cocks when I have something to do. I walk around the street all day long. , Gather some cronies and friends, spend time and wine, live a ridiculous life of luxury and money, not knowing where you are going."

Zuo Siwen threw the gray cloth that had been torn into strips in his hand on the ground, watched him pause and said: "Master, isn't this the kind of life you're living now?"

Ji Wudi said sadly: "Of course not. Playboys don't need to be nagged every day not to learn martial arts, and they don't have to run to meet some Wudang masters, let alone wear white clothes. Playboys should wear colorful clothes that are easy to attract bees and butterflies. "

Shang Que looked at Zuo Siwen, who was about to faint, and took up the topic reluctantly, "But when a dude meets a Jianghu young hero, he only has to be beaten. But when a Jianghu young hero meets the master of the brilliant sect, he only has to salute."

Ji Wudi thought for a while, and felt that it was so, and couldn't help admiring: "Master Shang is indeed worthy of being Hall Master Shang, he really stands up, looks high, and won't be biased."

……

Shang Que blocked the eyes from all around with his fan, and thought sweatingly: Sect Master, are you sure you are praising him, aren't you sowing discord and making enemies for him?

Zuo Siwen said: "Does the sect master still remember the voice and appearance of the old sect master?"

Ji Wudi said: "I can vaguely remember it."

Xia Hui disagreed and said: "Sect Master, the old Sect Master passed away not long ago, you only remember vaguely, it's a bit..."

Ji Wudi suddenly pressed his chest, and said sadly: "I don't want to do this either. But every time I think of my father, my chest hurts unbearably. The more I think about it, the more painful it becomes. I vaguely remember it."

Xia Hui was moved and said, "Master, I blamed you."

"I forgive you." Ji Wudi immediately changed his indifferent expression.

Xia Hui: "..."

Zuo Siwen said: "Since the sect master remembers the old sect master's voice and appearance, then when the time comes, he will follow the same pattern. The sect master and the old sect master have [-]% similarities in appearance, as long as they pay attention to their demeanor and behavior, Ling Yun will definitely be able to make it go away." The Taoist priest recalled the past, so he looked at the sect master more differently."

Ji Wudi said: "Actually, I hope he treats everyone equally. In this way, the red envelopes I give every year don't have to be so big."

Zuo Siwen said: "Master, don't worry, the red envelope is not deducted from your monthly money."

Ji Wudi nodded and said, "That's good."

Since Wudang is one of the best schools in the Jianghu, Daoist Lingyun has a high prestige in the Jianghu.So Zuo Siwen hurriedly ended the meeting and ran to arrange the reception.

Xia Hui wanted to leave with Shang Que and others, but was stopped by Ji Wudi alone.

"Since Master Xia is responsible for guarding the mountain, he must know everything on the mountain like the back of his hand?" Ji Wudi asked with a smile.

Xia Hui puffed out his chest and said, "Don't worry, the master of the sect, the subordinates will definitely guard the entire Brilliant Gate as solid as gold."

"The secluded and winding path on the mountain, Hall Master Xia should also be very familiar with it."

Xia Hui said: "This is natural."

"Then," Ji Wudi patted his shoulder and said, "Catch two crickets for me. Remember, you have to be strong."

Xia Hui hesitated and said, "If Guardian Zuo knows..."

Ji Wudi pointed to his nose, "Does Master Xia remember who I am?"

"Master."

"The head of the door or the head of the hall?"

"Of course it's the sect master."

"That's whether you listen to me or I listen to you."

"Of course I listened to you."

Ji Wudi nodded in satisfaction, "Remember, give it to me tonight. It must be amazing."

Xia Hui frowned and asked, "Master, what kind of cricket is considered powerful?"

Ji Wudi explained to him in detail how to find crickets.For example, what should the head be like, what should be the neck, what should be the wings, what should be the teeth, what should the sound be like...

So much so that in the early morning of the next day, Xia Hui met Shang Que's first words: "The forehead is not protruding enough, the eyes are not protruding enough, the neck is too narrow, there is no need...to call and listen."

Shang Que asked in a daze, "Huh?"

"The voice is not loud enough, inferior."

Shang Que looked at his leaving back and wondered for a long time: "What do you mean?"

Before noon, Zuo Siwen led a group of brilliant sect disciples to stand at the foot of the mountain to welcome Daoist Lingyun.

At about noon, Daoist Ling Yun arrived leisurely with his two apprentices.

Zuo Siwen rushed forward and said, "Zuo Siwen of the Huihuang Gate has met Daoist Lingyun."

Daoist Ling Yun hurriedly returned the gift, and said to the disciples beside him: "Qingquan, Qingxin, this is Zuo Siwen, a well-known gold pen scholar in the world, come and see the gift soon."

The two little Taoist priests immediately stepped forward to salute, but Zuo Siwen didn't even dare.

Daoist Ling Yun looked behind him, "Your master..."

Zuo Siwen explained calmly: "The master of the sect has been in retreat for several months. Before he retreated, he said that no matter what, he must attend the Taoist priest's birthday banquet this year. I calculate, it will be out in about a few days." close."

Daoist Ling Yun smiled nonchalantly: "I didn't expect Sect Master Ji to be just like Old Sect Master Ji, a martial idiot."

Zuo Siwen suddenly felt as if he had eaten bad food overnight.

Daoist Ling Yun walked up the mountain and asked, "I wonder how the current martial arts of Sect Master Ji compares with that of the old Sect Master back then?"

Zuo Siwen said: "The sect master said to himself, it's still far behind."

"I'm afraid I'm being modest." Dao Lingyun said, "I heard that Sect Master Ji's martial arts are even better than those of the old Sect Master back then."

……

Where did you hear this?

Zuo Siwen looked up at the sky speechlessly.

Beside the mountain road, green bamboos are densely packed.

Suddenly, a white shadow rose into the sky.Without waiting for everyone to see clearly, it slowly disappeared into the forest.

Zuo Siwen exclaimed in surprise: "The master of the sect is out?"

Ling Yundao said: "Is the Ji family master right now?"

Zuo Siwen said, "Exactly."

Daoist Ling Yun stroked his beard and said, "The last time I saw him, he was still a young man. I don't think he is now alone."

brush.

There was a flash of knife light in the forest, and a row of green bamboos fell down in response to the light.

Daoist Lingyun and Zuo Siwen couldn't help walking towards the knife light.

Where the knife shines.

Ji Wudi took the knife from You Kongwu, and waved to Shang Que in white.

Monk Kongwu Que hurriedly ran deeper into the bamboo forest.

"Master." Zuo Si's voice came first before the Zuo Si literati arrived.

Ji Wudi secretly cleared his throat, then turned around, with one hand behind his back and the other holding the knife, with a dignified expression.

Zuo Siwen and Taoist Lingyun walked slowly.

"Master, Wudang Lingyun Daoist has arrived in person."

Ji Wudi hastily closed his sword and cupped his fists and said, "This junior has met Daoist Ling Yun."

Daoist Ling Yun sized him up and down, nodded and said, "Sure enough, the bigger he is, the more he looks like the old sect master."

Ji Wudi said: "Because of my own."

……

Zuo Siwen coughed violently.

Daoist Ling Yun smiled and said: "Master Ji is lively by nature, which is quite different from the old master."

Zuo Siwen sighed, "It's just that the old sect master left early."

Daoist Ling Yun said: "I think Sect Master Ji's martial arts just now is probably stronger than that of the old Sect Master at this age. The green is better than the blue, and the old Sect Master must be very pleased to be under the nine springs."

Ji Wudi looked at Zuo Siwen and didn't answer.

Daoist Lingyun also turned to look at Zuo Siwen inexplicably.

Zuo Siwen suddenly had the urge to rush forward and strangle Ji Wudi to death.But he suppressed it very well, "It's windy outside, why don't we talk about it in the house. Please."

So, the group of people went back to the original road and walked towards Zhuangzi.

Daoist Ling Yun suddenly said: "Why is the footsteps of Master Ji's footsteps a little soft and messy, doesn't it seem like someone practicing martial arts?"

Zuo Siwen had already prepared the answer, and said in an orderly manner: "Actually, the sect master is studying a new footwork. After practicing this footwork, his feet will be sloppy, just like ordinary people."

Daoist Ling Yun raised his eyebrows with interest and said, "Oh, what is the name of this footwork? What's the use of it?"

Ji Wudi rushed ahead of Zuo Siwen and said: "This footwork is useless, it's just convenient when going down the mountain to have fun."

Daoist Ling Yun asked in surprise, "Why?"

Zuo Siwen's smile froze, and his eyes kept firing warnings at him.

Ji Wudi said: "Because my martial arts are too high, every time I want to go down the mountain to fight for justice, I can't find someone to fight against injustice. So I had to go back to the basics and create this set of footwork so that those bad guys won't run away when they see me .”

Daoist Lingyun wondered, "Is the mountain down very uneven?"

Zuo Siwen laughed dryly: "Yes, yes, bandits are lonely and rampant recently."