After a monkey boxing fight, the old Taoist priest was not tired at all, but was full of energy, only to see him look up to the sky and make an ape roar, and the sound shook Lin Yue for a long time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In response to him, there was a squeak outside the Qingyunguan Gate. The old Taoist priest put away his fists and feet, and his anger did not grow: "These monkey cubs are here to fight the autumn wind again." ”

Every winter, it is not easy for the monkeys in the mountains to forage for food, and the old Taoist priests often help them, often sprinkle miscellaneous grains such as budding rice grains in the Taoist temple. But now is the turn of spring and summer, and there is plenty of food in the forest, so he shouldn't disturb his old man's cultivation.

So I went out to check, and saw twenty or thirty monkeys squatting on a peach tree outside, jumping up and down, noisy and shouting, so lively.

The old Taoist priest's eyes were excellent, and he soon found that the monkeys were holding big red peaches and eating them very sweetly.

It's normal for monkeys to compete for peaches, but why do you always feel that something is wrong with this picture? The old Taoist priest didn't react for a while. However, the monkeys still have the consciousness of being thieves, and when they saw the figure of the old Taoist, they scattered in a hurry, and ran clean in the blink of an eye.

Peaches, this peach tree is about to die, where is the big peach? The old Taoist priest finally figured out the joints, but unfortunately, the peaches on the tree had been stolen by the monkeys, so it was a good trick for the monkeys to steal the peaches!

The peach is gone, but the peach tree is still there. The narrow peach leaves on the tree are lush and green, and it is not too much to say that the branches are luxuriant, how can there be a trace of old age?

The ancestor has appeared, and I should be happy! The old Taoist priest instantly realized that he hurriedly returned to the courtyard and prepared to offer incense. ran into Ma Fenghou head-on, and Ma Fenghou was just about to bow his head, but the old Taoist priest didn't pay attention to him at all and went directly to the main hall.

Ma Fenghou's blood cooled down instantly, and then he looked down at his injured arm, and involuntarily grabbed his cheeks with his claws: It's better to think in the long run.

Anyway, I woke up and went outside to sprinkle water. If I was used to nightlife, I found that I felt so good and full of energy when I went to bed early and woke up early.

I found a peach tree and soaked in urine, and after returning to the temple, I began to help Lao Dao with his work, Lao Dao was incense, he helped light the fire, Lao Dao made a fire to boil porridge, and he helped to carry water. It's a pity that the essence of Ma Fenghou is that he is a big young master, he is not diligent, he is not diligent, he does not divide the grains, what can he do.

Although there was a strong sense of frustration in his heart, Ma Fenghou kept gritting his teeth and insisting: everything should start from scratch. Yesterday's prosperity was regarded as a spring dream, and there was no trace, and the brand-new monkey life was the goal he was striving for.

All this fell in the eyes of the old Taoist priest, but it was normal: a hairy monkey, hairy hands and feet, it is good to have this intention.

So when Ma Fenghou lit incense and burned the sleeve of the old Taoist, the old Taoist laughed at it; When Ma Fenghou burned a fire and made a room of smoke, the old Taoist priest laughed at it; When Ma Fenghou poured tea for the old Taoist, and the hot tea was poured on the back of the old Taoist's hand, the old Taoist priest finally blew up the temple, blew his beard and stared at his eyes, and wanted to sweep Ma Fenghou out of the house.

As the saying goes, there is no nail in the mountain, and unconsciously, half a month has passed. Qingyunguan is as clean as ever, the only change is a few peach trees at the door, all of which are old trees with new flowers, lush and green, and back to their prime.

The old Taoist priest has not studied much in the past few days, and in the end it can only be attributed to the manifestation of the ancestor, and the precursor of Taoism to be carried forward.

Also found abnormalities were Ma Fenghou. Even he was more powerful than the old Taoist priest, and he actually discovered the mystery. Even he couldn't believe it, all this because he peed under these peach trees every day!

It's magical, at first, Ma Fenghou himself couldn't believe it. Later, he found a few other tree species on the mountain to experiment, and only then did he come to a more scientific and reliable conclusion: the monkey urine he spilled did have a certain inducing effect on plants.

At that moment, all the grievances that had gathered in his heart completely disappeared: God was fair, and although he was deprived of his right to be a human being, it gave him more magical abilities.

At this point, the little obsession in Ma Fenghou's heart completely dissipated, and he began to be a monkey with all his heart. And to be an ideal and ambitious monkey, the original goal is to become the master of this mountain. That's right, it's not the Monkey King, but the Monkey King who is entrenched in Huaguo Mountain.

On this morning, Xiao Qi led the big black dog to Qingyunguan again, and then saw Brother Monkey deftly climb to a peach tree, pick a peach with a bowl of mouth, and throw it down from the tree.

Xiao Qi opened his hands under the tree, held the big red peach in his arms, peeled off the peach skin and took a bite, and the juice flowed down the corner of his mouth: It's so sweet!

After taking a bite of the peach, Xiao Qi exclaimed: "Brother Monkey, your injuries are all healed!" ”

When he went to bed last night, Ma Fenghou thought that the splint on his arm was in the way, so he removed it, he felt to himself, the broken arm had long been recovered, and what hurt the muscles and bones for a hundred days was all a lie, and it was not applicable to this monkey at all.

But the concern from Xiao Qi still warmed his heart, so he squatted on the branch and bent his arms, and then made a double fist beating chest movement, which caused Xiao Qi to giggle. On the contrary, the big black dog stuck out his tongue and was a little depressed: Isn't it great to go to the tree?

Running down from the tree, Ma Fenghou held a big peach again. Although in the past few days, the monkeys have always come to Qingyunguan to fight the autumn breeze, but thanks to these peach trees being regarded by the old Taoist priest as a sign of the ancestor apparition, the hairy monkeys should not be defiled, so the monkeys were driven away, and there were dozens of big peaches left on the trees.

Entering the courtyard, the old Taoist priest was sitting idly drinking tea. Ma Fenghou turned in front of the old Taoist priest, fell to his knees, and held the peach high above his head.

What does it mean? The old Taoist priest was also a little blindfolded, took the peach with his hand, and then saw the little monkey kowtowing on the ground again. The old Taoist priest couldn't help but feel relieved, twisted his beard and said: "Your injury is healed, it's time to go, I also know your intentions, so it's good to do it, it's good to do it!" ”

Ma Fenghou was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks, and saw that Lao Dao was drinking tea just now, so he picked up the teapot and poured a bowl of tea for Lao Dao, holding it with two small paws, and brought it back to the old Taoist.

"This is—" If the old Taoist priest has any understanding, will he serve tea and worship the teacher?

Xiao Qi suddenly clapped his hands and laughed: "Grandpa Monkey, Brother Monkey wants to worship you as a teacher, is it okay for you to accept him, okay?" ”

Xiao Qiye, who knows me, Ma Fenghou nodded the monkey's head vigorously, then stretched out his claws and kicked his legs, and began to play monkey boxing. Actually, it seems to be the same, originally, monkey boxing is a pictographic boxing method, which is made of simulated monkeys, and Ma Fenghou is also back to basics.

The old Taoist priest shook his head again and again: "There is nothing to show for it, practicing boxing without practice, when the old is empty, there is no real way to exhale strength, and the little monkey will never touch the threshold." ”

Ma Fenghou bowed his head again, Xiao Qi also helped on the side, and the old Taoist priest sighed at the end: "Okay, if you have nothing to do, I will teach you, as for how much you can learn, it depends on your ability." ”

Marquis Ma Fenghou was so happy that he scratched his ears and cheeks, and waved at the old Taoist priest again and again; Xiao Qi was also surprised, and pointed to his little nose with his finger: "Grandpa Monkey, do you count me as one?" ”

"There is no class to teach." The old Taoist priest twisted his beard, quite found a little bit of the feeling that the ancestor had taught all things back then, and a master is a master.

But after really learning boxing, the hard days of Ma Fenghou and Xiao Qi really came. The monkey boxing of the old Taoist priest is not a routine at all with those monkey boxing outside that focus on performance. It is said that in the Ming Dynasty, there was an unknown Taoist priest in a Taoist temple in Mount Emei, who especially loved the monkeys on the mountain, and ate and slept with the monkeys, known as the monkey Taoist. It was this monkey man who created this monkey fist.

At the beginning, the reputation was not obvious, suddenly one day, a colorful tiger broke into the Taoist temple, the monkey Taoist lightly stretched the ape arm, three fists and two feet, knocked the tiger unconscious, and became famous since then. It's a pity that the monkey Taoist boxing method is not passed on to outsiders, but only the people in the same way have a little bit of it.

When Ma Fenghou listened to the old Taoist about the origin of boxing, he couldn't help but be fascinated: This is better than Wu Erlang, I want to learn, from now on there is no tiger in the mountain, and the monkey is called the king.

So he became more and more diligent, and despite all kinds of hardships, he gritted his teeth and held on. Maybe it's because he was a monkey, but he made rapid progress, and in less than a month, he was already able to break up with the old Taoist, according to the old Taoist, he had already obtained one or two points of his true inheritance, and the rest was that it took time to sharpen.

In comparison, Xiao Qi is worse, although Xiao Qi does not lack the will to endure hardships and stand hard work, but his talent is insufficient, and he has been left far behind by Ma Fenghou.

The little girl is not annoyed, she is still happy all day long, probably in her mind, this kind of day is a rare leisure and enjoyment.

I don't know how many years I have passed, and before I know it, Ma Fenghou has lived in the Taoist temple for more than three months, counting the days, and it has been a hundred days since he changed from a human to a monkey. Today's Marquis Ma Fenghou has also changed a lot from the beginning, his body is much stronger, and his palms and soles are getting thicker and stronger. Especially after showing the tips of the claws, the nails are as sharp as knives, which is really a sharp weapon for scratching people.

The change in body shape is still secondary, the key is that the change in his heart is even greater, the previous flower has completely disappeared from the bottom of his heart, from the outside to the inside, a complete transformation has been completed.

Just when he thought he had completely forgotten the past, on this day, a group of uninvited guests came to Qingyunguan, which once again disturbed Ma Fenghou's monkey heart.

It was the middle of an autumn day, and Ma Fenghou was following the old Taoist priest's ass to clean up the buds he planted. Behind Qingyunguan, there is a small wasteland, about twenty or thirty acres, except for planting some seasonal vegetables and the like, the rest are planted with buds. The old Taoist priest didn't eat much, mainly to keep it for the winter to feed the monkeys.

Ma Fenghou's hands and feet were nimble, and when he twisted his little paws, it was an ear of bud rice, and then he threw it casually, and it accurately fell on the pile of bud rice not far away. The old Taoist priest said, the fist does not leave the hand, and it is tempered everywhere and all the time. The only trouble was that some of the buds were too tall and he needed to jump to break them off.

With this helper, the old Taoist priest is also happy to be idle, mainly responsible for transporting the broken buds to the temple and drying them slowly. So far, he is still quite satisfied with this alien disciple, and he also attributes this little monkey whose wisdom is gradually opening to the ignition of the ancestor.

"Is there anyone in the view?" There was shouting from the front in the distance.

The old Taoist priest looked at the sun at noon, and beckoned the little monkey to call it a day, and returned to the temple to earn some incense money. Ma Fenghou was also sweating, but he felt very full mentally. He followed behind the old Taoist priest, standing on two hind legs, and limped to the temple gate, and then, he saw Lin Wan'er, who had been reduced a lot in the crowd, and suddenly, just like in front of the water curtain cave, the Supreme Treasure saw the Zixia Fairy for the first time.