Out of the martial arts arena, the happy smile on Fang Haoran's face became a lot more bitter. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoBecause Wang Jin is secretly making trouble, he has no teacher to worship. What he lacks most now is a master who can guide him to the basics.

Fang Haoran knew a lot about the martial arts in his previous life, but how much was the difference between the martial arts in his previous life and the martial arts of this world, and what the difference was, Fang Haoran didn't know at all.

For example, Fang Haoran knew very little about the internal force, and the specific cultivation methods were only learned from Fu Lin's mouth, he thought that he could learn from a teacher in the Xinping Martial Arts Academy and learn some basic things, but now it seems that it will not work, and he must think of another method.

"Forget it, go back to the dormitory to tidy up your things first, and then find a way to study after finishing your things."

Fang Haoran walked towards the dormitory with small steps, and he didn't meet anyone along the way, probably going to the martial arts arena to learn martial arts.

I turned a corner and was about to walk to the door of the dormitory, when I was suddenly stopped.

"Hi ~ that kid!"

An old voice sounded behind Fang Haoran, and Fang Haoran turned around and looked over.

An old man with a short stature, a gray beard, and a coarse linen robe stood on the path, his rosacea nose wrinkled, "Boy, why don't you go to learn martial arts, why did you come to the dormitory early in the morning?" ”

Fang Haoran was slightly stunned and said, "The kid's qualifications are dull, and no gentleman is willing to teach me, so I'll come back first." ”

The old man tugged at his beard and stared at Fang Haoran for a while, "Qualifications are dull? Skip class, skip class, why do you talk so nicely. ”

Fang Haoran shook his head slightly, to be honest, people didn't believe it, so he could only shrug his shoulders and continue to walk towards the dormitory.

"Boy, stop for the old man."

Fang Haoran didn't want to deal with this old man who suddenly appeared, and frowned: "What are you doing?" ”

The old man stared at Fang Haoran and said with a smile: "You kid is also idle, why don't you go and help the old man carry water and chop firewood?" ”

Fang Haoran was stunned for a moment, in the Xinping Martial Arts Academy, where he was learning martial arts, an old man suddenly appeared and said that he wanted you to carry water and chop wood? Could it be a hidden big boss, such as the legendary Shaolin sweeper?

Would you like to give him a try?

As soon as he thought of this, Fang Haoran suddenly jumped up, turned into a fist with one hand, and smashed a straight fist into the old man.

Boom!

Fang Haoran punched and smashed firmly on the bridge of the old man's nose, knocking the old man to sit on the ground with a bang, and the nosebleed flowed out.

The old man sat on the ground and was stunned, and then his old face turned red, and he raised his finger and pointed at Fang Haoran angrily, "Okay, you stinky boy, even the old man beats him, who are you?" Now, the old man must ask him to expel you from the Xinping Martial Arts Academy. ”

Fang Haoran saw that the old man really didn't know kung fu, and he was beaten to the ground with a punch from himself, and his nose bleeds for a long time, and his appearance was quite miserable, so he hurriedly stepped forward and raised a pair of arms of the old man.

Nosebleeds are generally raised, and when you raise your arms, the nosebleeds stop quickly. This is what Fang Haoran learned from a doctor by chance.

"Old man, the kid lost his mind for a while, and he regarded you as an enemy, so he took action. I'm really sorry. ”

The old man was raised by Fang Haoran with a pair of arms, and the nosebleed gradually stopped.

The old man looked at Fang Haoran angrily, "The old man has been in the Xinping Martial Arts Academy for more than ten years, and even the dean is polite when he sees the old man, you dare to beat the old man, you wait for me." ”

Fang Haoran didn't know the identity of the old man very well, and apologized: "Your boss doesn't remember the villain, and the kid also missed for a while, so don't worry about the kid." ”

The old man still didn't give up, and snorted: "The old man must ask the dean to expel you, a guy who doesn't know how to respect the old and love the young, and has no martial virtues, from the Xinping Martial Academy." ”

Fang Haoran looked at the old man's posture, and it was clear that he was relying on him, and after thinking for a while, Fang Haoran gritted his teeth and said, "What do you want to do with the old man?" ”

The old man glanced at Fang Haoran, then lowered his head, snorted in his nose and said, "If someone can help the old man carry water and chop wood, the old man will probably be in a better mood." ”

Now, Fang Haoran can be sure that this old man definitely came out to find a coolie, but unfortunately he bumped into him.

Fang Haoran has no burden to carry water and chop firewood, and he has no successful apprenticeship, so he has plenty of time every day. And Fang Haoran also knew that he could also practice by carrying water and chopping wood.

For example, Shaolin masters practice arm strength and balance by carrying water, and some knife techniques are practiced by chopping wood.

Fang Haoran's body has just recovered now, and if he wants to recuperate his body to the best condition, he needs these exercises. Originally, Fang Haoran was going to get some fitness equipment such as dumbbells, but now it seems that they can be left.

Fang Haoran gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "I can help you carry water and chop wood, but I can only help you for a month at most." ”

The old man lay on the ground and snorted: "A month is too little, the old man's nose was smashed by you, and it will take a year and a half to cultivate." ”

Fang Haoran couldn't wait to throw the old man to the ground, it would be good if his nose was broken for seven days at most, this old man was actually embarrassed to say that it had been a year and a half.

"Three months at most!"

"Three months?" The old man deliberately raised his voice, and said with a look of resentment: "Old man, I am weak, and if I am beaten by you like this, I may even break my muscles and bones." Three months is too little, at least half a year. ”

Fang Haoran put down the old man's arms, stared at the old man, and said viciously: "It's a big deal, I'm not here in the Xinping Martial Academy. But when I'm expelled from the Xinping Martial Arts Academy, I'm sure I'll beat you up again. ”

The old man's eyes widened, "You dare to threaten the old man, you stinky boy actually dare to threaten the old man?" ”

Fang Haoran had an expression on his face that the dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, "It's a threat to you, three months at most." After three months, I will beat you up, and then I will leave the Xinping Martial Arts Academy. ”

The old man's eyes gurgled, he thought for a moment, and then staggered up from the ground, "Okay! Then it's decided, from now on, you have to help the old man dive and chop wood for three months. Not a day less. Otherwise, the old man will go to the dean. ”

Fang Haoran saw the old man get up from the ground, and he also compromised, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He was really afraid that the old man would lie on the ground and not get up, so he would let him try again. At that time, it really became difficult to ride a tiger.

Fang Haoran was finally admitted to the Xinping Martial Arts Academy, but he didn't want to be expelled because of the old man in front of him. The cruel words to the old man just now were also pretended.

But now it seems that the old man is paralyzed on the ground and does not move, and he is also suspected of pretending, and putting the old man in the world where he used to be is definitely the originator of the porcelain world.

"Why are you still stunned!" The old man wiped the blood from the ground of his nose and said to Fang Haoran: "Come and follow me to fetch water and chop wood!" ”

Fang Haoran shrugged his shoulders and followed the old man's footsteps towards the place where he was carrying water and chopping wood.

The old man took Fang Haoran and walked around in the Xinping Martial Arts Courtyard, and finally stopped at the position of the backer.

The Xinping Martial Arts Temple is built against the mountain, so the backyard of the Martial Arts Academy is a mountain forest.

On the side of the mountain, there is a large courtyard, and there is a plaque hanging at the entrance of the compound, on which are written the words "room".

As soon as the old man took Fang Haoran into the door of the room, he met a person who looked like a chef and walked out of the room.

"Old firewood, have you found the person who carries water and chops firewood?"

When the old man saw the person who looked like a chef, he grinned, and his face seemed to be blooming with a chrysanthemum, "Master Tian, the person has found it." That's this kid. ”

Chef Tian glanced at Fang Haoran, frowned, and said, "This kid doesn't have two taels of meat all over his body, can he pick up water and chop firewood?" There are more than 200 people eating in our martial arts courtyard, can this kid do it alone? ”

Lao Chai Tou smiled bitterly and said: "It's not that those guys who carry water and chop firewood are all afraid that the monthly money is too little, and they are all gone." It's just that this kid is still an old man, and it took me a lot of effort to call him. ”

Seeing that Chef Tian was still frowning and looking at Fang Haoran, Lao Chai Tou stepped forward slightly, leaned into Master Tian's ear and said, "Don't look at this kid who is thin and capable!" The most important thing is that this kid doesn't want monthly money. ”

Chef Tian raised his eyebrows, "Really? ”

Lao Chai Tou smiled, "Old man, can I still lie to you?" ”

Chef Tian nodded and said, "Then let this kid try it first!" ”

Fang Haoran stood behind the two of them, and he heard everything they said, even the sound of the two biting their ears in his ears.

By now, Fang Haoran finally realized that he had been deceived. However, he did not choose to back down, but quietly acquiesced to the matter.

Because on the way here, he already had a judgment in his heart, and with his current physical condition, he was not suitable for cultivating too complicated kung fu. The foundation of this body is too weak, so he has to lift himself up from the foundation.

Think about Qiao Feng back then, born in Shaolin Temple, with a solid foundation, facing opponents, some simple routines and kung fu, can still easily subdue the enemy who uses divine skills.

Thousands of high-rise buildings rise from the ground, and the foundation is the most important thing.

"Let's go! Boy, go with the old man to see where you will work in the future. After Lao Chai Tou finished chatting with Chef Tian, he turned around and continued to walk back with Fang Haoran.

Fang Haoran followed Lao Chai Tou and bypassed the room, behind the house, there was a small courtyard, and there was a simple wooden house in the small courtyard, looking at the furnishings, it should be where Lao Chai Tou often lived.

In the small courtyard, there are three firewood sheds, only one of which is full, and the remaining two firewood sheds are empty, which should have been used up.

In addition to the firewood shed, the most eye-catching thing is the ten large water tanks neatly placed in the yard.

It was four feet wide and five feet high, with green skin and hemp edges.

"Where is the barrel, go around the road from the back mountain, walk down for a while, there is a pool, just pick up water from there."

Lao Chai Tou drove into the small courtyard with a familiar car, pointed to a pair of wooden buckets on the edge of the courtyard, and then pointed to a path in the back mountain.

Fang Haoran raised his eyes and looked over, he was a little stunned, he was too familiar with the two wooden buckets, the round barrel body was tied with three iron hoops, and the bottom was a pointed, funnel-like bucket bottom.

For a moment, Fang Haoran had the feeling of being in the Shaolin firewood room.

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