Shaolin monk

Ling Duoduo looked at the formula Fang Shiyu wrote to him, and while wiping his hair, he muttered words in his mouth. Fang Shiyu went out to pour out the bath water for the two of them, and when he came back, seeing Ling Duoduo's reaction, he said anxiously: " Duoduo, don't rush to read it, you go to bed first, and then talk when you wake up."

Ling Duoduo was quite surprised by this, and raised his head to look at him more specifically. Seeing Fang Shiyu's expression was in a trance, he knew that it was not an illusion that he heard his tone just now, so he asked, "Shiyu, are you afraid of something?"

If it was different from usual, Fang Shiyu would not be so emotional. If he was in a good mood, he would always be "big wet" and "big wet" short, and it was rare to call him "a lot".

Fang Shiyu hesitated for a moment, closed his eyes, and then said: "Da Shi, I regret telling you this mantra... After I practiced, my whole body was very uncomfortable, and I felt as if I was dead... What if After you read it, you became like me... so what should I do?"

He stammered a word for a long time, but Ling Duoduo was very moved when he heard it, raised his hand and patted his arm, and said in relief: "Don't think too much, Shiyu, I just spent a little time trying to see more, my mind is still Very sober, if you are worried, I will not read it first."

"Well, I'll get you a glass of water to moisten your throat and go to bed early." Fang Shiyu breathed a sigh of relief and said softly, "Although that white shadow said he wanted us to die within seven days, he is just The first time I saw you, even if it was a ghost, it should be aimed at me, you are the one, don't think too much, go to sleep."

Ling Duoduo shook his head helplessly: "If he came after me, then I really don't care, but if he comes after you, it's very dangerous, and I'm sure I won't be able to sleep peacefully." of."

Thinking of the seven-day agreement, Fang Shiyu's heart was cold and he didn't have any score at all, but after hearing his words, he still felt warm all over his body. He bent down to get close to him, and tapped the tip of his nose with his fingers: "Dashi, I didn't say that." , you have been a monk for so many years, how can you speak these sweet words so proficiently?"

Laughing from ear to ear, obviously coaxed by the so-called "sweet talk", Ling Duoduo also smiled. Although he has been an emotional idiot for several lifetimes and has never really eaten pork, he has seen pigs running all over the ground. Naturally, he knew what to say at such a time, so he said calmly, "I'm speaking from the bottom of my heart. Of course, it's not sweet talk."

Fang Shiyu looked down at his toes, smiled, coughed, and pulled the paper full of formulas from his hand pretending to be calm: "After watching for so long, do you see anything? "

He was just looking for an excuse to change the subject. He had expected to see himself after taking a shower to get in the way. In less than half an hour, Ling Duoduo would not be able to see anything. here.

However, to his surprise, Ling Duoduo answered immediately: "I can see a little weirdness, but follow-up verification is still needed."

"Wow, so powerful?" Fang Shiyu also became interested after he survived. He sat on the bed next to him and asked with great interest, "What did you find?"

"This kind of martial arts can elevate a person's skill to an extraordinary high level, but during the process of practicing, he will enter a state of suspended animation. After waking up, his skill will be greatly improved." Ling Duoduo touched his chin and said made his own guess.

Fang Shiyu blinked his eyes, pondered for a while, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that the business would be profitable, so he said: "Master, according to what you said, wouldn't it be possible to obtain the ability to defeat Baimei just by feigning death once? "

With the enmity between him and Baimei, Fang Shiyu would be very happy to fake death ten times, not to mention one, so he said it cheerfully, with a hint of anticipation.

In his mind, he imagined the appearance of beating Bai Mei until he was invincible in martial arts, tearing and pooping, and couldn't help but laugh: "Is there really any good thing in the world?"

"Of course not. Don't think about it anymore. I haven't finished talking yet." Ling Duoduo saw that he was about to drool thinking about it, so he rolled his eyes and wiped the corners of his mouth for him. "Of course there is no Such a good thing, this martial art has obvious sequelae, it’s not as simple as feigning death once.”

Fang Shiyu heard the deep meaning in his words, I am afraid that this sequelae is really not simple, so he asked quickly: "What are the sequelae, is it really serious?"

"Actually, the seriousness is not very serious. Most of our guesses with Master Wumei were correct. It is estimated that Zen Master Xingyin is in the range of sequelae at this time." Ling Duoduo said softly.

After being reminded by him, Fang Shiyu vaguely understood, and asked tentatively: "You mean, this martial art will cause practitioners to lose their memory?"

"After waking up from the state of suspended animation, practitioners will lose part of their memory while greatly improving their skills, and may even forget who they are." Ling Duoduo couldn't help sighing slightly when he said this, amnesia is always the screenwriter Their hearts are good, and they never get tired of using it for nothing. Unexpectedly, they also showed their faces this time.

Fang Shiyu blinked his eyes and looked at him innocently: "How long will it take to recover the memory?" Thinking about the fact that Zen Master Xingyin has not heard from him for 15 years, could it be that Fang Shiyu is also like this, half human, half half Live 15 years in a ghostly place?

Ling Duoduo also thought of this, shook his head and said: "Shiyu, I didn't say that people's memory is really uncertain. If it goes well, it may take three days. If it doesn't go well, the time is really short." If there is no spectrum, it may not work in 30 years.”

Fang Shiyu pursed the corners of his lips: "Actually, if you can defeat Baimei, even if you have no memory for a while, I think it is completely acceptable."

Ling Duoduo raised his eyelids to look at him, and said with a smile: "Give me another year to prepare, it is not an easy idea to defeat Baimei, besides, you and the master will help me, everyone has worked so hard , it doesn't make sense that you can't even chew on a white eyebrow, so you don't need to make such a big sacrifice."

After a short pause, he said again: "Do you want to sleep with the corpse in the dry well in Yizhuang for ten or eight years like Master?"

This sentence suddenly reminded Fang Shiyu of the scene when he met Zen Master Xingyin for the first time. At that time, Zen Master Xingyin was in Yizhuang. He was facing the round moon that night and missed Ling Duoduo's bald head. Suddenly, a hand protruded from the mouth of the well, and there were still dead people and bones all around. The sight really scared people half to death.

Looking at his expression, Ling Duoduo knew that he was timid, and he did not forget to sigh deliberately: "What's more, amnesia is just a sequela reflected at the first time. Everything has gains and losses. This martial arts is so overbearing, who knows that it will be against it. What effect does it have on the body?"

This sentence is quite correct, Fang Shiyu nodded and said: "That's true. If practicing kung fu deprives me of ten years of life, wouldn't it be a great loss? Even if I don't do anything in my ten years of life, the light consumption can be enough." It killed Baimei."

"Hey, have you seen it? It's better not to provoke that martial arts casually. When you meet Master in the future, remember to plug your ears first. Don't practice the martial arts he taught you again." Ling Duoduo urged .

Speaking of his nominal master, Fang Shiyu lay down on the bed with his limbs paralyzed, and sighed sadly: "It's such a headache, as you know, the master always appears when I'm half asleep and half awake. He muttered aloud, and I felt as if I was hypnotized, and I remembered those few mantras clearly, and I couldn’t forget them even if I wanted to.”

Ling Duoduo didn't know how to alleviate the predicament at this time, so he could only help him pull up the quilt: "Go to sleep."

Ling Duoduo got up from sleep and looked at The sun was shining outside, and it seemed that it was time for lunch. I got up and took off Fang Shiyu's calf that was on his belly. Seeing that he was sleeping very soundly, he thoughtfully didn't disturb him, and walked lightly by himself. Get up and get dressed.

He has always slept very little, and in addition, he has not slept well in the past few months, and he does not sleep very little every day, so although his energy is not good, after a full morning of sleep, he has enough energy.

However, Fang Shiyu's situation is much more serious than his. It is estimated that he has not had a good night's sleep in the past few months, but this time he slept very soundly.

Shaolin Temple has always had a big pot of rice. Since coming here to settle down, it is natural to start with a big pot of rice. Ling Duoduo went to the entrance of the village to get two meals, and brought them back to wait for Fang Shiyu to wake up and eat together.

However, when he walked back with his rice bowl in hand, he saw Fang Shiyu sitting on the head of the bed with a pale face, staring ahead in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing that his expression was not right, Ling Duoduo hurriedly opened the door and went in: "What's the matter, Shiyu, did your master appear again just now?"

He was surprised in his heart, how long he had been gone in the clear sky, and Zen master Xingyin appeared unexpectedly, did he really see Fang Shiyu in the same eye?

Fang Shiyu threw the pillow in his arms to the ground, his lips trembled, and after a long time he said: "Dashi, something went wrong, I just heard that voice again - I don't know why, after listening to the formula, my body felt The internal force will automatically run Xiao Zhoutian, and there is no way to artificially control it."

"In other words, it can be said that the master is forcing you to learn this evil kung fu?" Ling Duoduo said in shock, "I have only heard of people asking others to teach martial arts, but this is the first time I have seen someone forcing others to learn martial arts. "

"I think so too. You said that this master even said he was our former abbot of Shaolin, so how dare you torture me like this?" Fang Shiyu was a little annoyed, and hammered the quilt beside him, "Is he acting like a ghost? The time is too long, and the heart is not balanced, so I am the same as him?"

Ling Duoduo shook his head: "I don't think Shigong is awake. I'm afraid he doesn't know what he did. He just hurt you, so he doesn't know what to do."

Fang Shiyu held his chin listlessly and said: "A few days after we came out of Shaolin Temple, I accidentally provoke him, and he followed me all the way. Look at the speed, even if I was galloping on horseback, You can't hide from him either."

Ling Duoduo poked his head over: "Have you already figured out how to solve it?"

Fang Shiyu gave him a thumbs up and said in admiration: "Dashi is Dashi, I just started this sentence, and you can hear it-it's not wrong. When I woke up, I found that I couldn't hide it. I have thought about that ghost, and I have thought about it a lot—since I will be forced to practice martial arts anyway, my memory will probably be gone, so it is better to minimize the loss. I took this great opportunity to go to Wudang Mountain to challenge Baimei !"

Thinking about it this way is a good way. Judging from the situation, it is likely that Fang Shiyu in the original book used this weird martial arts to defeat Baimei and win the final victory.

Ling Duoduo knew this well. If Fang Shiyu's fate was like this, he, a traveler, could change the details, but it was impossible to give up such an important plot that affects the fate of everyone.

He has long learned to conform to the plot instead of resisting the plot, not to mention that Fang Shiyu, as the absolute protagonist of this drama, will definitely be able to defeat Bai Mei, but it is a matter of time and there is no need to work hard to fight against the plot.

Of course Ling Duoduo was very worried that Fang Shiyu would lose his memory, but it was only amnesia, and he was not dead. He took a good look at the person, even if Fang Shiyu became a ghost like Zen Master Xingyin today, he was also a domesticated ghost. It's not like him to sleep miserably in the well of Yizhuang and compete with the real dead for territory.

He pondered and said: "According to my previous speculation, before a surge in skill, you will first experience a state of suspended animation—Shiyu. Is this because the master told us—in fact, it specifically refers to the hidden meaning that you will die in seven days. Meaning?"

Fang Shiyu jumped up and gave him a high-five to celebrate: "Dashi, the two of us totally want to go together, that is to say, we only have seven days to reach Wudang Mountain."

"The place we are now is the northernmost point of Fujian Province. If we go further north, we will reach Zhejiang Province. We have to cross Anhui Province to the west to reach Wudang Mountain in Hubei Province." Running, traveling day and night, sleeping less than two hours a day, was able to find Baimei within seven days.

Ling Duoduo made some calculations, frowned and shook his head, saying: "No, it's too rushed. In this case, even if we ran to Wudang Mountain, we would be exhausted long ago and have no strength to fight."

"It makes sense to say this, but there is no other way, we have to try." Fang Shiyu did not give up, but continued to analyze, "Otherwise, the two of us will not bring others, choose four good horses, and switch day and night , usually lead the horses with light work, and sleep on the two horses when they are resting, so that the manpower and horsepower will not be too tense."

It's a good idea, but it's still too risky. Ling Duoduo wondered if the crisis is directly proportional to the benefit, so he didn't say anything for a while.

Fang Shiyu was afraid that he would look forward and backward, and would not agree after thinking for a long time, so he rushed forward very actively: "I don't want the child to be caught by the wolf. Now I have to lose the child anyway. I have to try to see if the wolf takes the bait, otherwise I will sacrifice myself." Isn't it free?"

Ling Duoduo nodded slowly: "Okay then, let's try it together. If it's late, then we should go to Wudang to check it out."