"I'm going to Luoyang with Master Mustard."

Early the next morning, outside the gate of Sumeru Zen Temple, the mustard monk sat in the carriage specially sent by the Heluo Gang to pick up and drop off, while Qingqing was outside the carriage, talking to Xiao Tie.

She said to Xiao Tie:

"You land on the piano platform, you must pay attention to safety.

The senior brother said that he would be half a month as fast as he was and a month as slow as he was slow, and he would definitely rush back to Suzhou.

You and that Zhang Lan just need to wait for him to come back.

In the piano platform, there are also the masters of the Mo family, as well as the Nirvana warrior monks sent by the mustard seed master to help, if something really happens, Xiao Tie, don't rush forward one by one. ”

Qingqing said to Xiao Tie worriedly:

"You have to protect yourself, don't even care about that Zhang Lan. He himself is very good and can always escape. ”

"Don't worry, Qingqing."

Xiao Tie carried the wide sword box on his back and said to Qingqing with a smile:

"Don't worry about me, I took the initiative to tell my eldest brother that I wanted to stay, my martial arts are special, and I must keep fighting to make progress.

I wish those demons would come over so that I could fight.

Also, Qingqing, if there is something, use the crested eagle to contact. ”

Xiao Tie made a strange whistle, and after a while, a black shadow fell from the sky and landed on his shoulder.

The wave-breaking eagle was still as lazy and lazy as before, but judging by the blood stains on its hooked beak, it was probably still feasting on it just now.

"Hehe, Xiao Tie, you wave breaker is very greedy."

Qingqing covered her mouth and smiled.

Her own two crested eagles could also fly, hovering high above.

Probably because of a mother's compatriots, these crested eagles have an intimate relationship, and they have been playing in the Zen courtyard for a few days, and they are also familiar with each other.

The four eagles of the three of them were led by Shen Qiu's largest Shocking Beast.

Shen Qiu's female eagle was already a circle larger than the male eagle, and it took a day to knock over the remaining three crested eagles before they could be suppressed.

"Xiao Tie, then I'll leave."

Qingqing got into the carriage, and she was going to leave Suzhou with the mustard monk and go to Luoyang, who was going to the White Horse Temple to give a lecture and happened to be walking with Qingqing.

This girl learned the piano from the mustard monk, so she can be regarded as the apprentice of the mustard monk, and the two get along quite well.

"You have to get some rest."

Qingqing waved her hand at Xiao Tie, and she said:

"Look at your dark circles, you can't get down all day."

Xiao Tie touched his dark circles and laughed, and after Qingqing and the mustard monk's carriage left the Zen courtyard, Xiao Tie also pulled out a sturdy horse.

Turned over and got on his horse and hurried in the direction of the Falling Moon Qintai.

And in the carriage heading towards the wharf outside Suzhou, a mustard monk in monk's robe spins a rosary while listening to Qingqing stroke the strings in the wide carriage.

Although this girl's first-hand piano skills are still a little young, she already has everyone's demeanor.

"Yes, I did pay attention."

After Qingqing finished playing a song "Yangguan Three Stacks", the mustard monk opened his eyes and said to Qingqing with a kind face:

"If I continue to work hard like this, if I have more time, I will definitely be a generation of piano music masters."

"Hehe, Uncle Mustard praised it."

Qingqing put away the piano and said to the mustard monk:

"It's all taught well by Uncle Mustard, I grew up with Sister Yaoqin since I was a child, I know how difficult it is to practice the real piano, and I am not as talented as Sister Yaoqin, and I can't be famous all over the world.

This piano art is just self-cultivation, Uncle Mustard, don't be angry with me for saying this. ”

Qingqingpan sat in the carriage and began to breathe his luck while saying to the mustard seed monk:

"I still have to go to the rivers and lakes in the future, just like my senior brother."

"Jianghu, what is there to go."

The mustard monk pronounced the Buddha's name, and with a little helplessness to dissuade him:

"My apprentice is a good child of a good family, and it is only right to find a good husband in the future, have children, and live a stable life. I've also talked to your brother.

This is also what your senior brother is looking forward to. ”

"Senior brother is causing trouble everywhere, how can no one help him?"

Qingqing closed her eyes and said:

"I have to work hard to practice martial arts, and protect my senior brother in the future, just like my senior brother protects me."

The mustard monk knew that he couldn't be dissuaded.

He turned the beads, as if thinking, and after a while, he said to Qingqing:

"If I want to learn martial arts and strengthen my body, I have to do it.

If the apprentice doesn't dislike it, he can also teach you some martial arts as a teacher, and it must not be worse than what your senior brother secretly taught you, these demon martial arts. ”

"Huh?"

Qingqing's eyes widened violently, she looked at the smiling mustard monk, and she said:

"Uncle Mustard, how did you see that my exercise is a demonic martial art?"

"Hehe, your master and I have also experienced in the rivers and lakes."

The mustard monk chuckled and said:

"You're a beginner again, how can you not see it?

That phantom footwork is indeed suitable for women's practice, and it doesn't matter, it's just that this fish intestine skill is too murderous. ”

The lay monk of the Nirvana Temple shook his head disapprovingly, he stretched out his hand to open the Buddhist scripture in front of him, and while watching, he said:

"Martial arts that are too lethal will make people upset, and they will be violent and hurt people when they encounter something.

There is a secret technique for the teacher, called 'Dragon Binding Gong'. If you want to learn, I will teach you as a teacher. ”

Qingqing was a little moved.

She reached out and poked her cheek, thought for a moment, and said:

"But Uncle Mustard, didn't everyone say that the martial arts of Nirvana Temple are not suitable for girls to practice?

I heard that I can practice and my whole body is full of muscle bumps. ”

Hearing this, the mustard monk turned his head and showed a terrifying smile to Qingqing.

But with mildness in his eyes, he said:

"This dragon binding skill is not the martial arts of Nirvana Temple. As a teacher, you can't teach the Nirvana Temple to you without the permission of the abbot.

This kung fu was acquired by the teacher a few years ago when he traveled to the hometown of Yanjing.

Its cultivation method is peculiar, and ordinary people can't learn it if they want to, but as a teacher, my apprentice is pure in nature and full of aura, so he can definitely learn it.

It's just that, apprentice, if you want to learn the kung fu of being a teacher, you have to promise to be a teacher. ”

"Uncle Mustard, you say."

Qingqing looked at the mustard monk with great interest.

The latter sighed lightly and said:

"When you arrive in Luoyang, you take ten days a month to come to the White Horse Temple to teach you martial arts for the teacher, and also to teach your piano skills. Also, this time it's about Yaoqin's female benefactor...

You are not allowed to participate!

Presumably your senior brother also told you before leaving, can you agree? ”

Qingqing was a little entangled.

When Shen Qiu left with Sister Yaoqin first, he specially told her that she was not allowed to participate in the next thing.

Qingqing also knew that Sister Yaoqin was facing a demon sect giant like the Holy Fire Sect in front of her.

This matter is quite dangerous, the senior brother is to protect her, and the master who learns the piano, Uncle Mustard, does not let her participate in it, but also to protect her.

"Okay then."

Qingqing nodded and said to the mustard seed monk:

"I won't participate, but if something happens, can I take Sister Yaoqin and Shiyin to the White Horse Temple and ask Uncle Mustard to shelter one or two?"

"Absolutely."

The mustard monk pronounced the Buddha's name, and he said:

"Saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, if something really happens, I will come to find the master in vain, if the master can't resist it, the master still has the master."

The mustard monk winked at Qingqing, and he said with a sly expression:

"The master who is a teacher is also a master of the heavenly list.

Okay, come, for the teacher, I will pass on your mantra of dragon binding skills.

Qingqing needs to remember.

When practicing this exercise, we should focus on meditating on our own mind, maintaining a dusty state of mind, not being invaded by external objects, visualizing the dragon in our hearts, walking against the wind, and traveling the world. ”

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On the other side, the Falling Moon Qin Platform, outside the Yaoqin boudoir.

Near this pavilion and water pavilion, there are two Nirvana warrior monks wearing gray monk's robes walking and patrolling.

These two warrior monks came to protect the "Yaoqin girl" at the request of the mustard monk.

One of them was the Kongwu monk he had seen in the Zen monastery before Shen Qiu, the one who had a good relationship with Zhang Lan and was known as Tie Niu.

Although he is young, he has just passed the weak crown.

But he is the best of the younger generation of warrior monks in Nirvana Temple.

Although he and the mustard monk have no master-apprentice status, when he entered the Nirvana Temple when he was a child, he was not a warrior monk, but a miscellaneous novice, and by chance, he learned a Buddhist stunt from the mustard monk.

Therefore, Tie Niu also regarded the mustard monk as a true master.

"Senior Brother Kongjian, you go and rest for a while."

Outside the Yaoqin boudoir, the monk Kongwu performed a Buddhist salute to his companions and said:

"In the Qintai kitchen, I told you to prepare some simple vegetarian food for the two of us today, and that vegetarian meal this morning is too luxurious and too wasteful."

"Senior brother, this big family in Suzhou is like this."

Monk Kongmi is two years younger than Kongwu, it is the age of eighteen, some jumpy, and a little greedy.

He whispered to Kongwu:

"I used to go to Suzhou with Uncle Yuan to give lectures, and the fasting food sent by those rich merchants is called eating flowers.

Besides, senior brother, you have made the family accustomed to cooking big dishes, and specially cooked some simple meals for the two of us, which is causing trouble for others. ”

"Well, that's what my junior brother said."

The monk thought about it, and then let it go.

Anyway, if the warrior monk has to boil his strength, it's not that he can't eat meat.

Just be careful.

He sent the monk Kongjian to rest, while he continued to inspect, and when he walked to the side of the platform, he saw the "Yaoqin girl" sitting on the edge of the pavilion, holding a green jade fishing rod and fishing.

Kongwu pursed his lips and was about to turn away.

But I didn't think about it, just a few steps away, a gust of fragrant wind hit.

"Yo, Brother Tie Niu, if you haven't seen you for a few days, you'll be divided?"

Zhang Lan, who was wearing a veil and pretending to be Yaoqin, pinched her orchid fingers, grabbed a beauty fan, covered her mouth and chuckled:

"What? Looking at my brother's dress, a little surprised? ”

"Amitabha."

Monk Kongwu hurriedly took a step back, and did not look at Zhang Lan, who was dressed in women's clothes, he folded his hands and said:

"Don't be like that.

Since you promised Master Mustard to save the master of this place, how can you be so careless? If this is looked at by others, it will be terrible. ”

"Nobody can see it."

Zhang Lan snorted, he raised his finger charmingly, and said:

"It's really boring to pretend to be a woman, and when I think about it, I feel depressed when I think about it... It just so happened that I recently got a good fingering course, and when I first learned it, it was itchy hands.

Why don't you have a fight with me? ”

"The donor should do something to help."

The Kongwu monk pulled the corners of his mouth, he looked at Zhang Lan, who was dressed more like a woman than a woman, and felt goosebumps rising.

And he hastened to confess, saying,

"The little monk remembered that he hadn't prepared for tonight's evening class yet, so he went first."

After speaking, Kong Wu took up his light skills and left the pavilion in a flash.

Seeing him fleeing in a hurry, Zhang Lan covered his mouth and sneered several times, and he returned to the pavilion and continued to fish.

The four picturesque beauties dressed as maids around them returned to this gorgeous place from the bitter Zen courtyard to this gorgeous place of the piano platform, which was naturally chattering and lively.

Tie Niu escaped from Zhang Lan's "claws", so he hurriedly returned to the wing room where he lived, planning to recite the "Diamond Sutra" twice more to get rid of the spiritual pollution brought by Zhang Lan.

As soon as he returned to the courtyard, he saw the iron benefactor dancing his sword in the courtyard.

The heavy sword style is strong and powerful, every move and style really has a man's style, and the tendons and flesh under the sun are as perfect as sculptures.

This kind of masculine martial arts is secretly in line with the Buddhist kung fu of Nirvana Temple.

Tie Niu saw that the hunt was happy, so he stepped forward, said a word to Zhetie, and took out the heavy Buddha stick he used from the room, and the two muscular men were in the courtyard, banging and banging.

Xiao Tiewu lifted the heavy sword, and the sword style of the sea flowed out, and the Nirvana warrior monk in front of him who made the Dharma stick method fight vigorously, both of them used fierce martial arts, and the fight was hard, and the end was extremely exciting.

Even the monk Kumi, who was resting in his room, was alarmed.

This junior brother moved a small horse and sat outside the door, watching with great interest as Senior Brother Tie Niu and Xiao Tie Shi learned martial arts, and shouted hello from time to time.

Xiao Tie will be in good spirits.

He felt that the giant in his hand was becoming more and more comfortable, and his understanding of the Canghai Sword Technique seemed to have deepened a lot.

There is also a hint of unpredictable feeling between the changes.

From time to time, a clever change of trick can force the Kongwu monk back a few steps, and the dragon and tiger battle qi in his body also roared, as if there was a sign of a breakthrough.

This made Xiao Tie more and more joyful, and the gloom in his heart disappeared.

He has been haunted by strange dreams all these days, but after waking up, he can't remember the memories in the dream, but every day he wakes up, his whole body aches.

It's like sleepwalking in the night and getting into a fight with a tiger.

But last night, after Shen Qiu left, Xiao Tie rarely slept peacefully, and had no dreams all night.

And just now I made up for a nap, and there was still no strange dream invasion.

"Master Mustard's decoction really works."

Xiao Tie swung his sword to block the attack of the Buddha stick, and at the same time thought in his heart:

"The evil is gone, and I sleep much more steadily.

My hands are no longer sore, and my sword dance is also strong, so I'm going to drink a few more big bowls later!

It's just that...

What did I do in those dreams that I couldn't remember? ”