You Jianghu people really know how to play

Knowing that Shaolin Temple sent someone again, Zhang Ziqiao didn't see him, so he turned around and hid in the forest.

Sitting on a high place, Shen Guangming saw a group of monks standing quietly, waiting for Tang Ou's reply.The leader was the imposing Zhaoxu. Shen Guangming took a few glances at him, and was inexplicably attracted by a person in the group of monks.

It was a middle-aged monk with a gray face, his brows were fierce, and his seal was faintly black.He was holding a thick cane and stood silently. The young monks around him seemed to respect him very much and did not dare to approach him.

Shen Guangming sat for a while, Tang Ou pulled him back.Shen Guangming saw Zhaoxu looking up at him with a calm and indifferent expression.

"Come every year?" Shen Guangming was dragged by Tang Ou to wash the rice, and asked while busy.

"I have been here for four or five years." Tang Ou said, "The first Master Xingyan in Shaolin Temple's torture hall was seriously injured by a Shaolin rebel monk six years ago. It took a lot of effort to save him. Afterwards, Shaolin Temple sent people to Ziyun Peak every year to discuss Qingyang's heart method with Master."

Shen Guangming thought for a while and said, "I just saw a haggard middle-aged monk among the monks, maybe it's the strict master."

Tang Ou stopped his hands: "No way?"

He dried his palms on his trousers and went out to check.He came back after a while, with a more solemn expression: "I didn't notice it. You continue to wash the rice and cook, and I will go to the master."

Shen Guangming didn't expect him to run so fast, Tang Ou disappeared before he said "I'll go with you", so he had to rub the rice resentfully.Thinking that those monks might also eat and sleep on Ziyun Peak, he scooped up a few more spoonfuls of rice.

As soon as the rice was cooked, Zhang Ziqiao came back.His complexion was extremely bad, his sleeves were whirring, and he rushed to the side of the mountain road and shouted at the monks: "I said that if you don't teach, you don't teach! Why, you brought him this year to force me to give you Qingyang!" Have a mind? No one will do it! You abbot will not do it either!"

Before Zhaoxu could speak, the middle-aged monk behind him spoke up.

"Zhang Ziqiao, with your appearance, there is no shadow of Patriarch Qingyang! Patriarch Qingyang has knowledge under the spring, and I will regret your indifference!"

Not to be outdone, Zhang Ziqiao said, "Strict nature, you are wrong. I am enthusiastic towards the benevolent and indifferent towards the unrighteous. Compared with my master, I am the best. He should be happy for me. But you, the master, see Time is running out, I really shouldn't be angry, but don't break this precept or that precept before passing away, and you won't be able to burn even a single pearl if you burn through, I'm afraid you will regret it in the spring."

Yan Yan's physique is weak, and he was so excited by his words that he couldn't breathe immediately, and the young monk beside him hurriedly supported him.

Shen Guangming was having fun watching the play. At this time, he noticed that Xingyan was coughing repeatedly and could hardly breathe, but the leader Zhaoxu didn't even watch it.

"Master Uncle Xingyan came with us this time because he had no other choice." Zhaoxu clasped his hands together and bowed his head in salute, "Hero Zhang, please look at your relationship with Shaolin in the past and help me out."

Zhang Ziqiao: "Walk, walk, if you don't teach, you don't teach!"

The expression on Zhaoxu's face remained unchanged, but his tone was a little more serious: "The abbot sent me this time, and he ordered me to bring the "Ten Difficulties" to show his sincerity."

Shen Guangming heard what he said seriously, but he didn't know what the "Ten Difficulties" were. Turning to look at Zhang Ziqiao, he found that he took a step back.

"...Your abbot is willing." Zhang Ziqiao finally stepped aside, "Then come up and talk about it."

Tang Ou and Shen Guangming stood aside, their sleeves were suddenly pulled.

Tang Ou: "?"

Shen Guangming: "Come, come, tell a story."

Tang Ou: "..."

"The "Ten Difficulties" belonged to Patriarch Qingyang." Tang Ou said while washing vegetables, "Patriarch Qingyang used to learn art in Shaolin Temple when he was young, but he escaped because he couldn't bear to be beaten and scolded. After his reputation as a chivalrous man After returning to Shaolin Temple, I hid a copy of the "Ten Difficulties" in the Sutra Pavilion. The "Ten Difficulties" recorded his Buddhism and Taoism, and also recorded a martial art called Ten Difficulties. This skill is very powerful, although There are only ten moves, but all the moves are powerful and have the power to move mountains and fill seas. Patriarch Qingyang used the second move and the sixth move at the martial arts league meeting back then, and everyone was shocked. Seeing that everyone in the Jianghu Interested in the "Ten Difficulties", Patriarch Qingyang told where the scriptures are hidden."

Shen Guangming laughed loudly: "This Patriarch Qingyang is too ghostly! Doesn't Shaolin Temple hate him even more now?"

"I blame him for hiding the "Ten Difficulties" in the temple, and blame him for telling this matter again, but Shaolin Temple has never been willing to hand over the "Ten Difficulties" in the past few decades." Tang Ou said, "Patriarch Qingyang is all The foundation of martial arts all originated from Shaolin. He was still young when he collected scriptures, and he may have the intention of revenge, but after all, these scriptures are his understanding of Buddhism, and he also has a superior martial arts. The benefits to Shaolin Temple outweigh the disadvantages. But those monks never admit it, It is only when we are arguing about the origin of Patriarch Qingyang that this matter will be put on the table for debate."

Shen Guangming thought for a while, and found it very interesting. He was smiling and suddenly remembered something: "But why have I never heard of ten difficult hands in the world? Haven't monks practiced it?"

"Of course not." Tang Ou smiled, "The Ten Difficulties must be based on the inner strength and mind of Patriarch Qingyang. Both my master and I can practice, but we cannot watch the "Ten Difficulties"; This scripture does not have suitable internal strength and mental methods, even if it is practiced, its power is far inferior to that of Patriarch Qingyang, although it can strengthen the body, but if it claims to be ten difficult, no one will believe it."

Shen Guangming nodded repeatedly.Only then did he understand why Zhang Ziqiao's attitude changed suddenly after Zhaoxu uttered the "Ten Difficulties".

He was a little gloating: Looking at Zhang Ziqiao's previous attitude, even if he had ten "Ten Difficulties", he would not pass on Qingyang's mind to others.

"Hero Tang." Shen Guangming called him obediently, "Your master is such a twisted person, how did you get accepted as an apprentice by him in the first place? Could it be that you have exquisite bones and are a rare martial arts genius who is rare in a hundred years. You won't let me go?"

"That's not true." Tang Ou said, "My father brought me here to be an apprentice. The master said why do you want me to accept your son's money, so my father took out a silver note of 5000 taels."

Shen Guangming: "..."

Tang Ou chops vegetables.

Shen Guangming: "No more? That's it? Didn't Daxia Zhang refuse?"

Tang Ou: "Why would you refuse? Master doesn't like to work. If he didn't have those banknotes, he wouldn't even be able to buy food and drink. There are so many lands around Ziyun Peak, and he hasn't cultivated any of them. When a tree waters a little, it feels great."

After thinking for a while, he added: "But I am indeed a martial arts prodigy. After the master squeezed my bones, he grabbed me and the silver ticket in front of him and didn't let him go."

Shen Guangming: "Don't, don't say it, don't say it. Give me some admiration for Zhang Daxia."

Tang Ou seemed to start talking: "I didn't admire him very much when I was young. He is so big, he pinched my ear and asked me to call him Master, and he even snatched books from me to read. My father brought me "Sun I don’t know how many times Master has snatched "The Story of the Deer", but he never gets tired of watching it."

Shen Guangming moaned, "Stop talking, Daxia Tang, let's cook your meal."

"When it comes to food, Master likes to eat bunny buns very much." Tang Ou said, "The buns he made look good, but they are not tasty. He steamed them and put them out for a long time before forcing me to eat them."

Shen Guangming ran out with Chai in his arms: "Stop talking! Daxia Zhang! Your stupid apprentice is slandering you!"

Zhang Ziqiao was talking with Zhaoxu and others in his courtyard, when he faintly heard Shen Guangming's shout, he frowned in dissatisfaction.

"The one surnamed Zhang, is there any help?" Xing Yan asked him.

Zhang Ziqiao withdrew his hand, pursed his lips and looked at Xing Yan.

"Master has not been able to practice martial arts in the past few years, and even his temperament has changed? Now you come to beg me, why don't you even understand the etiquette, and you are so rude. If I am not happy, I will not treat you." He smiled and said, "Oh, don't worry, bead, bead, you must always think about bead. After a hundred years, if there is no bead, who will remember you?"

The faces of the young monks behind Xing Yan trembled slightly, as if they wanted to laugh but did not dare to.

Zhang Ziqiao could see that these young monks had no respect for Yan Yan.Only Zhao Xu still maintained the calmness on his face, but there was no trace of concern.He sarcastically got the Dao relic, he thought that these people would be furious, but who knows that Shaolin Chongwu despised Buddha to this point, except for the strict nature, the rest of the people listened to it and didn't care.

Compared with this, he is more stern and cuter.

Zhang Ziqiao would not pass on Qingyang's mentality to him, but in the past few days, Shen Guangming's incident happened again, and his thoughts were hard to calm down.

Shen Guangming couldn't practice the Qingyang mental method, so he secretly asked Tang Ou to teach him some exercises to strengthen his body; Xingyan also couldn't practice this inner strength, but Zhang Ziqiao could heal his old injuries and reduce pain.When he thought of Zhang Ziyun, he regretted it, and he only wished to do more good deeds so that his blessings could benefit his brother.

"Your meridians have been severely damaged, and you forced to perform exercises after the injury, and your dantian has been damaged. I predict that you must have trouble sleeping at night, and your dantian is colic, isn't it painful?" Zhang Ziqiao said, "the teacher has strict training, and Qingyang's heart The law must be passed on from one teacher to another, and I cannot teach you. But I can treat you with a combination of internal and external methods. Although it cannot be cured, it will definitely improve."

Xing Yan's face darkened, very displeased.

"I only want Qingyang's mind." Xing Yan said, "If I don't, I won't leave."

"Aren't you going? I don't want you." Zhang Ziqiao sneered, "You're old and ugly, I'm afraid that making flower fertilizer will damage the root system, no way."

There were blue veins on Xing Yan's forehead, but when he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Zhao Xu: "Thank you, Mr. Zhang. Uncle Xing Yan has a quick temper, so I hope Mr. Zhang will forgive you."

Zhang Ziqiao looked at him.This young monk is about the same age as his apprentice, but he is much more cautious and complicated than his apprentice.Zhaoxu took out the "Ten Difficulties" from his bosom, and handed it to Zhang Ziqiao respectfully.

The other party punched with sincerity, Zhang Ziqiao immediately flipped through the book.After confirming that this was indeed the handwriting of Patriarch Qingyang, his expression eased a lot.

"Eat and rest first." He said, "I'll go prepare herbs and treat your uncle tomorrow. After three days, the colic in his body will subside."

He spoke sincerely, Zhao Xu quickly thanked him.

Zhang Ziqiao led Zhaoxu and the others to go out, and Yan Yan was the last one, walking slowly on crutches alone.

Shen Guangming just came to greet Zhang Ziqiao and the monks to eat, and suddenly saw Xing Yan staring at Zhang Ziqiao's back, his eyes were very dark.

He hesitated for a while, and ran over to Zhang Ziqiao: "Master Tang Ou, I'm going to eat."

"Let's go." Zhang Ziqiao said to him, "These are guests, you go and take care of that master."

Shen Guangming was absolutely unwilling, but surrounded by monks, he didn't know how to remind Zhang Ziqiao, so he had to stand beside Xing Yan, pretending to hold onto his crutches.Xing Yan didn't care about him at all, and at a glance he saw that this was an ordinary person who didn't know kung fu, so he spat heavily and walked straight forward.

Shen Guangming caught a glimpse of a cold light flickering in his arms, a thin streak like a blade.

The author has something to say:

Reissue a small theater where two people share the same bed.

Shen Guangming: Hero Tang, have you heard the sound of mosquitoes?

Tang Ou ignored him.

Shen Guangming: Oh, it's such a big moth, it touches my hand... Hey, it's a big moth.

Tang Ou: ... sleep.

Shen Guangming: Go to sleep, why are you so strong, don't grab my quilt.

Tang Ou: Are you finished, are you going to sleep? !

Shen Guangming: You haven't slept yet, so don't sleep.How much does Xinjiabao earn a year?Lord Xinbao, is his wife good-looking?Don't you think this hard bed doesn't match Lord Xinbao's style?Is he not welcome...

Tang Ou couldn't bear it anymore, he raised and lowered his hands, and still knocked him out.

The night was finally all right.