The three of them were in high spirits, and Xue Taisui saw that the man in black in front of him was actually an old man in his sixties, his eyebrows were extremely white, but his body was too weak, but the height of a thirteen or fourteen child could be described by the word thin and withered.

Suddenly, the belly of the black clothes gurgled, and he smiled embarrassedly: "I haven't eaten for a month, and this belly is really not angry." ”

Xue and Qiu were also embarrassed, but the man in black took out the pots, stoves, dishes and chopsticks from under the shrine in the Buddhist hall, and sighed: "I haven't visited for forty years, Brother Wenjue's belongings are still there, it's not easy, it's not easy." Then wash it with the water of the Li Spring. He went to the back kitchen of the temple to find a lot of chili, mustard, and salt, and picked onions and garlic from the backyard, as if it was his own home.

Qiu Ba swallowed and foamed: "Senior, although there are cooking belongings, there is no meat meal, how can we cook it?" ”

The man in black pointed to the outside of the temple: "Isn't there good wolf meat?" How do you and other juniors know that the meat of this coyote is comparable to dog meat, and the coyote's cultivation is not weak, but eating its flesh and blood can greatly replenish it, and young people don't have to be polite. ”

Qiu Ba secretly slandered to himself: "Fucking nonsense, if you can eat coyote meat, the two of us will be chased by wolves in this temple, the old man is blowing nonsense." ”

The old man in black took out the fire sickle, "snapped" a few times, and the bonfire was lit.

Xue and Qiu didn't know what tricks he was playing, and watched quietly.

Suddenly, a bird called in mid-air, and a lark flew by, and before he could cross the sky, he saw that the old man in black suddenly raised his left index finger, pointed to the sky, and shouted: "Fall!" ”

The bird seemed to have been stricken, its limbs stiffened, its wings stagnated, its whole body lost its mobility, and it fell straight from the air with a "horn".

Qiu Ba's eyes widened: "I'll rub, what kind of spell is this, let's talk about it!" ”

Xue Taisui's eyes were shining, and he said inadvertently: "Volley holes." ”

The old man in black glanced at him in amazement, and muttered: "Buddhist classics, it is really extraordinary, it's a pity, it's a pity." "There seems to be endless remorse.

Qiu Ba opened his neck: "Xue Tou'er, don't talk nonsense, who can hit the hole from the ground to the sky with a volley?" ”

Xue Taisui ignored Qiu Ba's indiscriminate shouting, got up and ran to the ground, and picked up the fallen lark.

Touching his internal organs, he had already broken and stopped breathing.

The old man picked up the lark, and with a slight force in his right hand, it seemed to blow the wind and electricity, and the feathers around the lark were shaken to pieces, and he instantly became a bare-ass bird.

The index finger of the old man's left hand is like a knife, and with a slight stroke, he instantly cuts open the chest of the lark, disembowels and plucks the heart, and cleans up the internal organs.

Xue Taisui sneered on the side: "Senior, I'll do this barbecue bird meat." ”

Qiu Ba hurriedly echoed: "Let Xue Tou'er come, he is from the head of the gang and has excellent cooking skills." ”

The old man twisted his hair and smiled: "That's it, depending on you and other juniors, the internal force to ripen the bird meat will inevitably be as sweet as the fire." ”

On the tree branches, Xue Taisui roasted bird meat, and bursts of cigarette smoke filled the air.

The old man took a deep breath, pushed his right palm, and it really had the potential to overwhelm the mountains and seas, and the cigarette fluttered out with the wind in his palm.

The wolves outside smelled the aroma of barbecue, squeaked and squeaked, as if they were discussing with each other, after a while, several bold coyotes could no longer hold back, three fat coyotes, lined up in a T-shaped formation before and after, cautiously towards the Liquan Temple.

Qiu Ba was in a cold sweat, and the handle of the ring head knife in his hand was sizzling.

Xue Taisui seemed to be quite confident in the old man's strength, and just stared at the entrance of the temple quietly.

The old man didn't care, and restrained his breath, as if he was pretending to sleep.

The three coyotes slowly approached the temple, squeaked, opened the door, stared at the three people in front of them and the roasted lark on the bonfire, and slowly approached.

The leading one, with a bang, jumped up in the air and swooped straight at Qiu Ba, Qiu Badao had not yet left the sheath, and the coyote was close in front of him.

The old man suddenly opened his eyes, popped out a finger on the middle finger of his right hand, and screamed "down" and "snap" in his mouth, and a finger-wide blood hole was drilled in the middle of the coyote's skull, and he immediately fell to the ground and died.

The other two coyotes had already opened their minds, and when they saw that the situation was not good, they turned around to escape, and the old man pointed out two fingers in the air, and with two "poof" sounds, the two coyotes fell to the ground, and there were two blood holes in the back of their heads, gurgling blood.

As soon as the three wolves died, the wolves suddenly felt a sense in their hearts, and they no longer dared to entrench outside the temple, howling again and again, and fled in the wilderness.

Qiu Ba carried the corpses of three coyotes and sneered: "Senior, old man, what kind of kung fu are you?" It's so powerful, teach me well, and when the time comes, I'll learn to catch monsters and beasts for you every day, and honor the delicacies. ”

The old man twisted his hair and smiled: "This is the old man's self-created gun point, it's easy to learn, take it yourself and see it." ”

After that, the old man took out a thin blue codex from the treasure bag on his waist, and wrote the two big characters "gun finger" on it.

Qiu Ba didn't expect the old man to be so easy to speak, so he hurriedly picked up the codex, opened it and read it aloud: "First exercise the finger muscles and bones with the secret method of iron sand palm piercing the sand for ten years, and then use the method of breathing internal breath to regulate the muscles and veins, and use the true power of the whole body to mix the elements on the fingertips, those with high understanding can achieve it in forty years, and those with poor understanding can achieve it in eighty years. ”

Qiu Ba rolled his eyes: "I'll wipe it, it will take at least forty years, forget it, I still don't practice." ”

The old man sneered and took the codex: "Immortals are also made by mortals, but mortals are not strong-willed, and they have no fate, no fate." ”

On the side, Xue Taisui looked at the word "gun finger", seemed to be thoughtful, and his brows were tightly wrinkled into pimples.

Qiu Ba shouted: "Old man, there is meat, but there is no wine, it's a pity, it's a pity." ”

The old man smiled and said: "The old man walks the rivers and lakes, how can he be without wine, waiting." ”

After that, he took out a palm-sized white jade wine jug from the treasure bag around his waist, and carved several golden plum blossoms on it.

The old man unscrewed the lid of the pot, pointed his right hand in the direction of Liquan, and shouted: "Get up!" ”

The water of the Li spring seemed to be inducted, turned into a line of water, made a half-bend in the air, and went straight into the wine jug, as if endless.

After half an hour, Qiu Ba shouted: "Enough, enough, even the weight of ten people is enough, but drinking this water has no taste." ”

The old man ignored him, pointed a little golden plum blossom on the wine jug with his left thumb, and drank in his mouth: "Brew!" ”

Suddenly, the wine jug seemed to be boiling on fire, the plum blossoms on it emitted bursts of light, and the lid of the wine jug exuded a burst of wine aroma.

The old man laughed: "The immortal family aged jade pot spring, not a tribute, treat the two, thank you for my poetic friendship with the monk Wenjue, do it!" ”

On the side, Xue Taisui frowned, he had already roasted the coyote, and the aroma of wine was accompanied by the aroma of meat, and the aroma was overflowing for a while.

The old man unscrewed off a piece of wolf meat, chewed it in his mouth, overflowing with saliva, and couldn't help but praise: "Good skills, crispy and rotten, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, your kid's practice or martial arts is half of this barbecue kung fu, and the old man is going to ask you for a lesson or two today." ”

Qiu Ba hurriedly said: "You are right, my Xue Tou'er, martial arts are average, and entering the martial arts is just a third section of the open pulse, but this cooking skill, the male crown Dayu, hahaha, the first in the Huotou Army." Xue Taisui's old face flushed, and Qiu Ba next to him took a sip of wine and cheered loudly: "Good wine, no loss of Xianjia aging, soft in the mouth, a line of throat, and endless aftertaste."

The three of them ate meat and drank wine, boasted, and expressed their hearts directly, so unhappy.

[The story is good, thank you for the collection]