Shaolin monk

The 1000 taels in hand are all he can afford, and the one-month repayment deadline is coming soon, and there are still five days at most, and the creditor will come to his door.

When the time comes when he officially declares bankruptcy, the good times of the whole family will come to an end. Fang De looked down at the bank note in his hand, and smiled wryly, "Since the little master is in trouble, forget it, Fang De interrupted."

Seeing that he turned around to leave after finishing speaking, Ling Duoduo said softly, "Master Fang, some things cannot be controlled by money. In my humble opinion, you might as well have an open and honest talk with Senior Sister Miao."

Fang De paused, sighed, shook his head, and walked away.

From the beginning to the end, Fang De wanted to let Miao Cuihua live a comfortable life for the rest of his life. He would rather sing his own bad face than tell the truth to Miao Cuihua, but he never thought that what he gave might not necessarily be Miao Cuihua. What Cuihua wants.

"Husbands and wives are originally birds in the same forest, and when disaster strikes, they fly separately." This sentence cannot be applied to all couples. Judging from Miao Cuihua's current personality, she is definitely the type of good wife who can share adversity.

But Fang De also did this for Miao Cuihua's consideration, it's hard to say whether it's right or wrong, Ling Duoduo reckoned that the two people must have a happy ending in the end, so he didn't bother himself.

He hesitated for a while, and did not go to Miao Cuihua to investigate, but went back to the room to read the Buddhist scriptures quietly. Baimei's force value was too high, which gave him a great sense of oppression, so he should hurry up and enrich himself. Perfect yourself, the calm before the storm won't last long.

Ling Duoduo had originally made up his mind to devote himself to his martial arts and not to get involved in the troublesome things around him for the time being, but that night, he was sitting cross-legged and adjusting his breath when suddenly he felt a breeze blowing over him, and opened his eyes immediately , turned over and jumped out of bed, avoiding it.

This trick is not unfamiliar, Bai Mei used this throwing stone to ask for directions last night, Ling Duoduo wondered, even if Bai Mei was sleepwalking, why did he come to Fang's mansion every time?

Could it be that Fang's family's feng shui is not good enough to attract such psychopaths?What's more, it's broad daylight now. Could it be that Wudang sects are popular with the extremely unhealthy lifestyle of sleeping during the day and practicing martial arts at night?

But this time, Bai Mei didn't just slap his ass and leave after making a fuss outside, but jumped in from the window blown open by the palm wind, squinted at Ling Duoduo, and slowly smiled: "See you!" Is this seat not good enough?"

The visitor was not friendly, Ling Duoduo took half a step back calmly, and saw that his eyes were indeed open—it seemed that his previous guess with Fang Shiyu was completely wrong, and this person was not a sleepwalker.

He was vigilant, looked at the white eyebrows a few more times, and then said softly: "I don't know if the master needs this little monk to reiterate, although the Taoist priest is the head teacher of Wudang, the little monk is a disciple of Shaolin, and the two schools of Shaolin Wudang are today. It's nothing more than a 'salute', but I'm afraid it's not a matter of 'salting'."

When Ling Duoduo was talking, the whole person was on guard, and he was ready to fight with Baimei. Unexpectedly, Baimei didn't look angry, but smiled and said: "This is not in a hurry, you don't want to be polite today, it won't be long Heavens, I still have to be honored as 'Sect Leader'."

What do you mean, is it that Shaolin and Wudang are going to join together, or is it that the abbot of Shaolin and your Wudang head teacher are going to get married as in-laws?Ling Duoduo was baffled by what he heard, and always felt that Bai Mei's IQ balance was not enough, so he said softly: "If the Taoist priest wants to eradicate Shaolin, it will be easy, but if he wants to annex us, I am afraid it is just a dream."

"Why do I want to annex Shaolin?" Bai Mei raised his orchid finger and gestured towards him, "The bald donkeys in Shaolin, why do I want to come here? It's you, I really like you."

For a moment, Ling Duoduo felt bad all over, and the song "Mother" sung by Yan Weiwen that he heard in his first life suddenly sounded in his ears, and it kept repeating "Ah, this person is my mother~" this sentence.

He suppressed the tumbling in his stomach, gritted his teeth, and asked with a breath, "I don't know what Chang said?"

"My Wudang not only has the unique secret skills of four or two thousand catties, but also the encircling formation of the Fengxian Xuanwu Formation. Isn't it much better than Shaolin, which has come to an end?" Baimei conceived for him a bright prospect of joining the Wudang School, "With your qualifications , if you join the Wudang Sect, you will be my direct disciple, which is much more glorious than being a junior disciple in charge of a small discipline academy."

——It turns out that at this time, the Wudang faction can take out only Siliang Poqianjin and Fengxian Xuanwu Formation. Could it be that the Shenmen Thirteen Swords and the Zhenwu Seven-section Formation have been fed to dogs by the heads of your generation? ?

Ling Duoduo, the former head of the Wudang School, gasped in grief. He didn't have the nerve to tell Baimei that he knew much more about the Wudang School's kung fu than the so-called head teacher now, but he just smiled and said : "The Taoist priest is joking, the little monk is naturally dull, and he dare not extravagantly ask for the mysterious martial arts of the Wudang School, but rather wants to ask the Taoist priest for some Hunyuan boy kung fu."

This white eyebrow is really funny, your biggest reliance is my Hunyuan boy kung fu from Shaolin, you brag to me how much better the Wudang school’s martial arts are than Shaolin’s – it’s not that the Wudang school’s martial arts are really inferior to Shaolin’s , but you say this passage, no matter how ironic it sounds, this person is from the black today, right?

Bai Mei obviously sensed the irony in the other party's words. He hated people to say that he was a Shaolin disciple the most in his life, and he was extremely displeased. He endured it and said: "My seat is all because I practiced Hunyuan Boy Kung Fu since I was a child. It’s not good to give up halfway, and I have just practiced until now, otherwise I would have changed to learn Wudang School Kung Fu a long time ago.”

Ling Duoduo smiled and said: "That's a coincidence, the little monk, like the Taoist priest, also practiced Shaolin Kung Fu since childhood, how could he give up halfway? In order to avoid repeating the same mistakes, he should take the road of selling dog meat in sheep's clothing like the Taoist priest. Let’s eat fast and chant Buddha in Shaolin Temple.”

Bai Mei didn't expect that this person would directly use his words to block his own mouth, and took a deep breath: "My Wudang sect has more than tens of thousands of disciples, and our people are placed in every major city, not to mention others, responsible for guarding Gao Jinzhong, a Fujian military officer in Putian, Shaolin, is my disciple, how do you say Wudang compares to Shaolin?"

From this point of view, Wudang really colluded with the imperial court, and his previous guess was not wrong.Ling Duoduo took a fixed look at Baimei, and saw that this person didn't have the slightest sense of slipping his tongue, and said calmly: "I don't know what this means? Wudang has thousands of good things, and it seems that the same monk has nothing to do with it." connection."

Bai Mei smiled and said: "If you are willing to join my sect, I promise that after a hundred years of my life, you will be the head teacher of Wudang. This is much better than taking over a small Shaolin Discipline Academy—even if Zhishan wants to establish You are the head of the sect, so you have to think about it, how can those wastes in Shaolin compare with my Wudang disciples."

"The Daoist is really joking. As far as I know, the people who captured Master Li Bashan alive were Xiaoseng and Fang Shiyu, and the people who abolished Daoist Feng Daode's martial arts were Hong Xiguan. Regardless of the little monk, Fang Shiyu and Hong Xiguan are just Shaolin laymen. Disciple." Ling Duoduo replied with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

What's the use of having a lot of people, the two great elders were defeated by the disciples of the lower generation in Shaolin, especially the lay disciples, and they have the face to say it?No matter how many there are, what's the use? They're just a bunch of useless idiots.

Baimei's cheeks twitched for a long while, and finally he couldn't hold back, and waved the whisk in his hand.

Ling Duoduo made a wrong step and dodged to avoid it, only to hear a "bang", the wooden table between the two was broken by the internal force shot by Baimei.

It is quite in line with the simple and rude style of the Wudang faction that if there is a disagreement, Ling Duoduo gave a "tsk" in his heart and cheered up to fight him.

This battle should be said to be the first time in Ling Duoduo's life that he fought with all his strength. When he first came to Hangzhou and fought against Li Bashan, he was still very loose-minded. Only the physical exercise is not home, and some can't keep up.

But this time when fighting with Baimei, Ling Duoduo's mind became tense at a high speed, and he kept gesticulating various moves with both hands, only then barely glued together with Baimei, and did not lose the wind.

When he fought Li Bashan, he felt that he had exerted all his strength. This time he fought against Baimei, but within two sticks of incense, he was already physically and mentally exhausted, and he felt that his eyes were a little dark.

Not only is he incapable of strength, but Baimei's physical strength is also exhausted. As an old man over sixty years old, his physical fitness cannot be compared with that of young people.

Usually when Bai Mei fights with others, the winner is determined in an instant, such a long battle is really rare.He originally planned to take down Ling Duoduo in one go, but seeing that the little monk would not be able to solve it in a short while, he finally jumped out of the battle ring at a gap.

Ling Duoduo did not pursue, but still put on a defensive posture, staring at the white eyebrows and said: "The Taoist priest is a master, but the Taishan Beidou of the martial arts, how can the junior He De get the Taoist priest's favor?"

He wanted to know this question from the very beginning. His and Bai Mei's positions had been opposed to each other from the beginning. Why did Bai Mei suddenly have the idea of ​​accepting him after seeing him?

Baimei took a breath, narrowed his eyes slightly and looked him up and down: "Little monk, you remind me of the time when I was in the past. You are also such a talented Zhuo Lun, but you were deceived by Shaolin, and the pearl cast you in the dark." , is really pathetic."