[Comprehensive martial arts] My life will die

Tan Zhao was about to go to Shaolin Temple, and since Zhao Xu had written letters begging him, he couldn't turn a blind eye.Also, although Dali is a good place,... the old monks in the temple are really annoying. Every time they see him, they will ask him to shave his head.

Oh, it's impossible to shave your head, even in this life.

"Well, is Yu'er going?"

The little boy was quite sensible, and he didn't jump up to answer, but asked timidly and expectantly: "Can Yu'er go? Yu'er's martial arts...is very bad." After speaking, he nodded in a serious manner.

Tan Zhao felt that the child's education should be corrected. He also found out in the relationship these days that the little boy seemed to like to think about others. Too good to be true.

Naturally, this can't be said to be bad, and it can even be called too good, but if you care too much about others, you will forget yourself. He doesn't know if the brat is doing it subconsciously, but... he is not a saint.

Tan Zhao hopes that the life of the little boy can still be happier.

"Doesn't Yu'er trust uncle?" Sadness crossed Tan Zhao's face.

Well, of course, Tan's acting skills can only fool children. I guess he won't be able to fool the kid when he gets older. But right now, it seems to be useful. Duan Yu became anxious immediately: "No, Uncle is amazing, Yu'er knows it all."

"That's good, Yu'er, you don't need to learn to be sensible now. Being sensible is an adult's business."

"really?"

Tan Zhao nodded.

"If Yu'er wants to go, Yu'er can really go, right?"

With this expression on my face that I can't think of, Tan Zhao felt that if he denied it, the little boy might cry directly, but of course he didn't deny it.

Boys, you need to go to see the world earlier, and you are not a little girl, what are you doing at home.

Duan Zhengming and Duan Zhengming really wanted to stop him, but Ren was Yu'er's father, and they couldn't recognize each other anymore. He wanted to reunite more...he really couldn't bear to break up.

Tan Zhao: ...Little brother, what are you imagining!Dali national screenwriter can't satisfy you anymore? !

"It's okay, cousin, don't worry, take Yu'er there."

"..." Little brother, if you don't become an emperor and a storyteller, you might be able to make ends meet.

Although it feels a bit wrong to say it, but Duan Yu walked with him, at least he has passed the bright road.On the second day, Tan Zhao walked away with a little kid in light clothes. If he really followed Duan Zhengming's specifications, what difference would it have with... going out with the prince in his clothes? !

"Does Yu'er really want Miss Sister to serve you?"

Duan Yu tilted his head, not quite understanding: "I didn't really think about it, but Yu'er has always been like this, isn't it right?"

"..." Well, there is nothing wrong with being born in a noble family, "Of course not, but if Yu'er wants to become powerful, he must start by taking care of himself first, right? Isn't it good to be like an uncle?"

System: ...It's so pitiful, like you, don't you want to be born alone?

[...you can shut up. ]

Duan Yu thought for a while, then nodded obediently: "Yes, Yu'er is fine."

...Why does it feel like you are bullying a child? !No, no, this must be his illusion.

After leaving Dali, Tan Zhao headed north directly because he wanted to take the Shaolin Temple. When he arrived in Henan, the little boy was already able to take care of himself independently, and even developed the habit of "getting up early and reading books at night". Habit.

Thanks to the Dali Royal Enlightenment School early, otherwise he might have to enlighten the children, which is a big headache to think about.

System: ...Actually, you can also leave someone in Dali, anyway, he doesn't know that you are his father. He is the King of Zhennan under one person in Dali. With Duan Zhengming and Jinlong Temple protecting him, he will never If you grow crooked, you won't be bullied, so why bother?

[...Probably because of guilt, all kinds of things, what to do if you worry about it, you know, I don’t like to think too much, since I want to do it, I do it. ]

System: So... you just bully people and children?

In this way, he felt like a beast. Tan Zhao touched his nose, pressed his conscience very calmly, and happily assigned today's homework to the child.

"I have to write big characters again today!" Xiao Duan Yu's eyes turned black, and he felt that life was hopeless.

"We agreed, as long as you beat uncle in chess, you don't need to practice martial arts and calligraphy, right?"

...That's right, I said it myself, a man can't break his promise, hey~

The little boy was about to wilt, and someone even said cruelly: "I have to get up early tomorrow, come on~"

"..." Uncle is indeed a devil, right?

However, although the brat often fights wits and courage with him, what he should do is still very serious. Boys, you can’t stop doing things because you are tired. If you are so soft, you will be beaten in the future. Bullying it.

This is not possible, at least they must have the ability to protect themselves, after all... Central Plains Wulin seems to be a bit brain-twitched.

Tan Zhao didn't teach much, and the boy didn't look like someone who would put his heart into learning swords, so what he taught was the Six Meridians Divine Sword Art given to him by Master Kurong last time.

It's useless to give it to him, it's better to "return things to the original owner", this sword formula includes internal skills and external moves, but he doesn't need to bother with other skills.

But... the progress of the little brat is too slow, Tan Zhao thinks he has already learned :).

After entering the Henan border, we soon arrived at the foot of Mount Shaoshi.

Tan Zhao is no stranger to Shaolin Temple, but he was forced to become a monk once, so he doesn't like dealing with monks very much.The main reason is that it is annoying. There are too many Buddhist rules and precepts, but somehow some people always feel that he is destined to be with the Buddha.

It's so cold to be bald, it's better to have hair.

System: A few days ago, you were sorry for the troublesome washing of long hair.

Tan Zhao pretended not to hear anything, and calmly took the little boy up the mountain to the Shaolin Temple. In order not to be kicked out, Tan Zhao also used the name of the world that he disliked very much—the genius doctor Duan Yizhi.

Shaolin Temple is a school of Jianghu, but it is also a Buddhist school. Buddhism is more particular. Tan Zhao will not be kicked out when he goes to the self-reported family.

But when entering the mountain gate, Tan Zhao met a sweeping monk.

The monk sweeping the floor is old and old, his long beard is white, and he walks very slowly, but the broom in his hand is very obedient, and even the fallen leaves under the broom are also obedient.

But after careful inspection, Tan Zhao didn't find that the other party had internal strength.

No, Tan Zhao frowned, and his intuition told him that was not the case.

"Grandpa, Yu'er, come and help you, Yu'er may have done it, definitely can..."

Tan Zhao raised his hand, but his tone was very relaxed: "You are a little devil, look at you, you are not as tall as a broom, you sweep it or it sweeps you."

The monk who had been focusing on sweeping the floor finally seemed to notice someone, and said: "Amitabha, the little benefactor is pure and innocent, and the benefactor is very blessed."

"That's right. Yu'er is angry. Uncle wants to apologize to Yu'er. He needs two candied haws."

"...Then you are really easy to coax." Tan Zhao put down the child, "Since Yu'er wants to help grandpa sweep the floor so much, then you go, after helping, uncle will take you to eat delicious food, how about it?"

Duan Yu was really easy to coax, he nodded happily, and walked towards the sweeping monk.

"Master, please take care of Yu'er, can you?"

The elderly monk looked at Young Master Yuxiu Tiancheng, then lowered his head and started sweeping the floor, but obviously, he had already agreed.

"Thank you, Master."

Tan Zhao left something on Duan Yu, and Shaolin Temple is a leader in righteousness, so he was naturally not afraid that someone would attack Duan Yu, so he followed the leading novice monk to meet the monk in charge.

The person who saw him was naturally not the head of the sect, but he was also the eminent monk Xuan Jing of the Xuan family.

"Greetings to Master Xuanjing."

"Amitabha, I don't know why Master Duan got up?"

Tan Zhao didn't play around with others, and said bluntly: "I don't know if there has been any theft of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion in your temple in recent years?"

Xuan Jing's heart skipped a beat, but her face sank like water: "What do Benefactor Duan say?"

"Master Xuanjing, I didn't intend to find fault. I understand the status of Shaolin Temple in the martial arts very well. Please read this letter before making a judgment, Master."

The other party came prepared. The Shaolin Temple stands tall above the rivers and lakes, so it is naturally a big tree that attracts the wind. Master Xuanjing has dealt with many people from the rivers and lakes who wanted to use the Shaolin Temple to make a name for themselves. But after he read the letter, his face finally sank. He thought He opened his mouth, but the other party spoke first: "Murong Bo, master, can you recognize him?"

"Benefactor Duan wait a moment, this matter is of great importance, please allow me to go and report to the brother in charge." Knowing Tan Zhao's intentions, Master Xuanjing was indeed much more solemn.

Tan Zhao nodded: "Naturally."

Xuanjing left quickly, Tan Zhao looked up at the compassionate Bodhisattva, and bowed respectfully.

The little boy outside has already got a small broom. This kid is used to acting like a baby. Even Tan Zhao can't hold it. Obviously, the sweeping monk can't hold it.

And this kid is also very good at pushing his nose to his face, and after a while, grandpa and grandpa yelled shortly.He often did this in Jinlong Temple. Master Kurong asked him to call him master, but he was not, it was also his grandfather who called people shortly. Obviously at this moment... the sweeping monk did not resist.

"Grandpa, isn't Yu'er very powerful?"

"It's been hard work, grandpa, do you want to take a break?"

Even if there was no response, the little brat was still chirping. Finally, the sweeping monk couldn't help it: "The one who went in just now was your uncle?"

"That's right, uncle is very nice, super nice~"

Naturally, the sweeping monk will not ask you why you are not with your parents but out to play with your uncle. He has been sweeping the floor in Shaolin Temple for so many years, and there are so many masters in the rivers and lakes who have come and gone.