Lin Chutian was completely forced to be anxious.

These ear scrapers are simply not beating him, but a naked insult.

"Old monk, eat my punch!" Lin Chutian rushed forward in a hurry, and his fist was beaten.

The old monk shook his head, turned around and walked away with his hands behind his back, "It's boring, don't fight." ”

Looking at the old monk's defenseless back, Lin Chutian's punch couldn't be beaten.

"I ...... Okay, count yourself ruthless! "Lin Chutian was completely defeated by the old monk.

"There are still steamed buns in the kitchen, go get them yourself." When the old monk was about to disappear at the end of the aisle, a sentence suddenly floated over.

Lin Chutian couldn't believe his ears, this old monk's mind was really not something that ordinary people could fathom.

But there's no time to worry about him, it's important to fill your stomach.

"This old guy didn't even tell me where the kitchen was!"

Although the temple is very dilapidated, it is not small.

Lin Chutian rummaged around, and searched several rooms in a row before he found the kitchen, and sure enough, there was still hot air on the stove.

Lift the lid of the pot, and there is a pot full of steamed buns, nearly twenty.

In the end, all of them were sacrificed to the Five Organs Temple by Lin Chutian.

After living here for a few days, I found that there was an old monk alone in the temple.

Through the past few days of recuperation, Lin Chutian's injuries have also healed.

On this day, Lin Chutian was more usual, getting up and washing up and came directly to the hospital.

He was about to say goodbye to the old monk, his injuries had healed, and it was almost time to go back.

The old monk sat on the bamboo chair as usual drinking rice porridge, and Lin Chutian sat opposite him, grabbing a steamed bun unceremoniously and nibbling it.

The old monk didn't stop him this time, he just cared about eating his own.

"Master, thank you for taking care of me these days, it's time for me to go." Lin Chutian nibbled on a mouth full of steamed buns and said.

The old monk looked at Lin Chutian expressionlessly, his shirtless upper body, a long scar had completely scabbed, and it looked like it had almost healed.

"You are also a strange person, with a horizontal practice of kung fu, you can actually compete with Kuaidao and King Kong." The old monk was also a little surprised by Lin Chutian's recovery ability.

A few days ago, Lin Chutian had already told the old monk about his injury without hesitation, so the old monk also knew Lin Chutian's basic situation.

The old monk smiled and said, "But looking at your recovery ability, it's not surprising, you kid must have a big opportunity." ”

Lin Chutian finished the steamed bun in two bites, and said with shame: "That's for sure, otherwise you wouldn't save me, wouldn't you?" ”

Through the contact in the past few days, Lin Chutian has already seen it.

This old monk has a strange temper, he is not a kind monk. That night, he must have seen that Lin Chutian was so seriously injured and could run so far, so he was curious and rescued him.

"Speaking of which, you haven't told me who your master is? You don't have any effort in your body, but you have two blows under your feet, but when you really fight, you will only rely on brute force, which is really out of order. ”

There are too many incredible things about Lin Chutian, and even a hidden master like an old monk has a strong interest in him.

Lin Chutian grabbed another steamed bun and said slowly: "No one taught me, what's wrong with just relying on strength?" There is a master who once said that one strength is enough to reduce ten meetings, and those martial arts masters are not defeated under my hands. ”

The old monk laughed when he heard this, "Ridiculous! Who is misleading people's children? ”

"If that's what you say, how could you lose to Swift Knife? He's not as strong as you. Martial arts masters are also graded, the strong are like gods, and the weak are like ants! ”

Lin Chutian suddenly fell into deep thought, and for the first time had some doubts about what Cheng Daofeng said.

But Cheng Daofeng can't lie to himself?

couldn't understand this, Lin Chutian simply said it honestly, "This is told to me by a grandmaster, his name is Cheng Daofeng, I don't know if you know the master?" ”

The old monk put down the dishes and chopsticks and said with a smile: "Junior, no wonder, at his level, it is not surprising to say such things." ”

Lin Chutian was a little unhappy, he had always respected Cheng Daofeng, and when he saw the old monk ridiculing him, he couldn't help but be angry.

angrily gnawed off the steamed bun, and reached out to grab the last steamed bun on the table.

The old monk shot as fast as lightning, and grabbed the steamed bun in front of him, "What, still not convinced?" ”

Lin Chutian didn't want to pay attention to it, got up and said, "Farewell!" ”

The old monk laughed, "Don't you like me saying Cheng Daofeng?" Okay, give you a chance, grab the steamed bun in my hand, and I'll apologize! ”

He held the steamed bun flat like this and put it in front of Lin Chutian.

When did Lin Chutian suffer this kind of anger, just for the sake of the old monk who saved him, so he endured it everywhere.

Now that the old monk has taken the initiative to do it, Lin Chutian will not mind.

gathered his fingers into claws, and grabbed the steamed bun in the old monk's hand.

The old monk did not move like a mountain, stretched out his hand with one hand behind his back, and the hand holding the steamed bun dodged in an instant, which seemed unpleasant, but it was impossible to catch.

In such a close situation, Lin Chutian's speed of shooting was not slow, but he couldn't catch the steamed bun in the old monk's hand anyway.

Gradually, Lin Chutian noticed a hint of abnormality.

It seems that he has been being led by the old monk, and wherever he lets himself go, he grabs himself!

In order to verify his conjecture, Lin Chutian gave up grabbing steamed buns and attacked the old monk's face door with one move.

"Wrong, it's not here!"

The old monk took a step back on one leg, stretched out a foot to hook Lin Chutian's left foot, and took a step into the diagonal stab.

"You ......" Lin Chutian suddenly felt that a mouthful of steamed buns was stuffed into his mouth, and he couldn't speak anymore.

The old monk turned around abruptly, leaning his back against Lin Chutian and hooking his feet on his legs.

Lin Chutian just wanted to come back and beat the old monk with his fists, but he held his arms again.

"Mighty Bull Demon Fist, First Style: Bull Demon Top Horn!"

Lin Chutian was driven by the old monk like this, and punched out.

He was shocked to find that this was exactly the same order of punches as when he grabbed the steamed bun just now.

It's just that at that time, his feet were standing still, and at this moment, Lin Chutian was hooked by the old monk and stepped out step by step.

"Second Style: Bull Demon Iron Back!"

This move is no longer a palm technique, but a use of the back arch to hurt the enemy.

Lin Chutian only felt that the world was spinning for a while, he completely gave up control of his body, and was at the mercy of the old monk, while he tried his best to write down all the order of moves.

"The power of the bull and the devil, access to heaven and earth, Zhou Tian circulation, unimpeded body fusion, qi return to the dantian, and the success of the law is ......"

A set of simple mental formulas slowly came out of the old monk's mouth, and Lin Chutian reined in his mind, and while memorizing it, he ran according to the mental formula.

"Third Style: Brute Bull Charge!"

The old monk suddenly withdrew, and Lin Chutian, who had lost control, maintained his last posture and stopped.

Hunched over and pouting, he really looked like a cow.

At the same time, his mind was already working.

The old monk kicked him in the ass, "Get out!" ”

The bull rushes and launches suddenly!

"Hey......!"

Lin Chutian found that his body was not controlled at all, and rushed straight forward.

In front of him was the courtyard gate.

Seeing that he was about to crash the courtyard gate, the old monk suddenly flashed and quickly came to the door.

When he opened the courtyard door, Lin Chutian also happened to bump into him.

"Let's go, don't send it!"

Poof!

tripped over the threshold, Lin Chutian directly fell out of a dog eating.

There was a "squeak", and the courtyard door was also closed at this moment.

"Phew!" Spit out the soil in his mouth, Lin Chutian patted the dust and stood up.

After thinking back to all the moves and mental techniques just now, he was sure that he had memorized them completely.

These three tricks "Mighty Bull Demon Fist", he can be regarded as having learned.

Although it has not yet been used in actual combat, he can clearly feel that the power of the Mighty Bull Demon Fist is several times more powerful than his simple punch!

Looking at the closed courtyard door, he was a little confused.

Poof!

Lin Chutian knelt down and kowtowed three times.

Anyway, the old monk saved his life and passed on three tricks to him, which can be regarded as his benefactor.

Lin Chutian is like this, although he has entered the Demon Dao, he will not forget this point.

After choosing the right direction, Lin Chutian ran in the direction of the city.

After more than an hour, he finally came to the road.

After waiting for a long time, he finally waited for a taxi, Lin Chutian waved frantically, and the driver drove faster and drove away directly in front of him.

"His uncle's!"

Lin Chutian scolded, but when he saw that he was dressed like this, wearing a pair of jeans, his upper body was naked, and there was such a long scar on his chest, no wonder the taxi didn't dare to do his business.

Subconsciously took out his mobile phone, only to find that it had long been turned off without power.

The old monk didn't even have a charger.

"Gotcha, run!"

At the critical moment, you have to rely on your own legs.

Anyway, I was exercising at that time.

Lin Chutian took a step and ran along the highway towards the city.

Occasionally, when pedestrians on the road saw Lin Chutian, they all stopped, avoided a little and stopped to watch, and when Lin Chutian left, they dared to continue to move.

Some women who liked gossip also gathered together and pointed at Lin Chutian's back.

Lin Chutian didn't care, since he entered the Demon Dao, this cheek was indeed a lot thicker.

It wasn't until almost noon that the back gate of the school finally appeared in front of me.

He has long been a popular figure in school, and as soon as he appeared, he immediately attracted the attention of his classmates.

Especially the long scar on his chest, which is really scary.

To minimize the impact, he quickly made his way into the dormitory.

When the roommates saw Lin Chutian, who had disappeared for several days, come back, they all closed their mouths, and no one spoke.

Lin Chutian didn't pay attention to it, took out the mobile phone charger and started to flush it, picked up the basin again, and went to the water room to take a cold shower.

After freshening up, I went back to the dormitory to dry myself and found a set of clean clothes to put on, so I had time to check my phone.

It didn't matter if he saw it, only to find out that he had dozens of missed calls.

There were a few calls from Cheng Zhiran, but the most were Qin Yue's missed calls.