Fast-passing system: female support, not serious

Chapter 187 Goodbye, Little Monk (12)

Song Wenzhu's eyes widened immediately, and then he stood firmly in front of the bed.

"Oh, could it be that there is something important under this bed?" The senior brother raised his eyebrows.

The younger brother of the senior brother was going to search, but the senior brother stopped him with one hand, and smiled unrestrainedly: "I'm curious, what is it that our senior brother Wenzhu values ​​so much."

As he spoke, he pushed Song Wenzhu away.

But this time, Song Wenzhu stepped on the ground with all his strength so that he would not be pushed aside.

But the mayfly couldn't shake the big tree, after struggling.

Song Wenzhu was still pushed aside, with boundless resentment welling up in his eyes.

He couldn't help swinging his fist, and quickly smashed at the senior brother.

The senior brother didn't react, he just got punched, and there was a bit of mockery in his eyes.

"I can't see that you are also fleshy."

"Brother, we will help you avenge."

Song Wenzhu looked at his senior brother coldly, "It's too much bullying, just fight back."

"Mayfly don't try to shake the tree, that's just an act of overreaching."

"It's useless to talk too much." As soon as the words fell, Song Wenzhu waved his fists to meet his senior brother.

This was his first hit, his first fight.

I'm afraid I'll be told by the abbot...

As long as Xiaobai is fine.

He can endure copying scriptures, carrying water, and cleaning Gong's house.

The senior brother leaned aside and easily dodged. Song Wenzhu was nothing to this kind of person who had been fighting since childhood.

Song Wenzhu quickly punched again, punching hard.

The senior brother tried his best to dodge, but still received a few punches, but instead of panicking on his face, he squinted his eyes in enjoyment.

"If you beat me, the title of the boss of Qingguang Temple will be handed over to you."

"Wenzhu doesn't care about the title you won with brute force." Sweat dripped from Song Wenzhu's forehead.

The next few punches were all dodged by the senior brother one by one.

While the senior brother adjusted his position, he also punched Song Wenzhu.

When his fist landed on Song Wenzhu's body, he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, and then became even more indomitable.

Wei Qianluo watched this scene motionless, a strange purple light flashed in her eyes.

The fingertips lengthened suddenly, and the eyes suddenly became fierce.

In a daze, Wei Qianluo controlled herself.

She thought to herself, maybe it was Can Yu's demon spirit that made her want to...

After reason came to power, Wei Qianluo traveled thousands of miles to the abbot.

"The abbot is not good, Song Wenzhu and brother Lu Wu fought in Song Wenzhu's house."

In the meditation room, the abbot who was transcribing scriptures heard someone's announcement, quickly put down his brush, and walked out the door. He didn't see the person but heard his voice.

He hurriedly walked to Song Wenzhu's room.

On the way the abbot hurried over...

Song Wenzhu gradually exhausted himself and gained the upper hand, while Senior Brother Lu Wu became stronger and more ruthless.

A punch hit Song Wenzhu's stomach, and Song Wenzhu took several steps back, and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of water.

Lu Wu stepped on Song Wenzhu's chest and kicked him to the ground.

When the abbot arrived.

Seeing Lu Wu's men punching and kicking Song Wenzhu, Song Wenzhu fell to the ground and hugged his head tightly.

Immediately, the eyebrows were erected, and he shouted: "Stop!"

The movements of the juniors stopped abruptly, they lowered their heads respectfully, and stood in a row.

It's like a primary school student who didn't do his homework and was scolded by the teacher.

"How is this going?"

The abbot asked with a calm face.

There was a stalemate.

After a while, the abbot looked at them, suddenly raised his voice, and said sharply.

"They all want to copy the scriptures, why don't they go into confinement?"

"Have you forgotten the dogma? You are not allowed to hurt fellow students. This sentence is copied [-] times. How about a long memory?"

Unexpectedly, the abbot would arrive suddenly, and all the monks were at a loss and anxious.

Just keep your head down.

(End of this chapter)