Sure enough, as soon as I went to work on the second day, many students pointed at Dusk, and even many girls came up to talk, but they were rejected by Dusk's righteous words. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's just that no matter what dusk says or worse, it can't stop the students' curiosity about him, and there are constantly people taking pictures and videos with their mobile phones, as if dusk has become an Internet celebrity figure unconsciously.

Even the rat came over to inquire about the wind, and was kicked away by the tireless dusk.

In reality, there are many troubles, and twilight in the game is even worse.

A few days after the farce at the South Gate, I accompanied Mu Nianci and returned to Songshan at dusk.

The same as that night, Mu Nianci was sent to the grass house where Yang Tiexin and his wife lived not far away at dusk, and they did not come forward.

Unlike that night, Dusk didn't agree to Ji Ting's invitation because he was in a hurry, but he didn't agree to Mu Nianci's invitation that seemed to be the last to stay, because Dusk had no face.

The moment Mu Nianci turned to leave, he seemed to see a crystal teardrop at dusk, quietly sliding down in the sunlight, quietly shattering on the green weeds, fleeting, and disappearing.

I don't know if this teardrop really exists, or if it's my own hallucination, but when Mu Nianci entered the grass house and disappeared, a sigh was scattered in the wind...

After leaving Shaolin for a few months, and returning to this temple where he grew up, Dusk still sighed in his heart for the new words.

The sudden return of dusk made the Shaolin Temple a burst of chickens and dogs jumping... uh, people are turning on their backs...

After a few words with a few senior brothers, he hurriedly escaped from the encirclement and suppression of the senior brothers at dusk, walked through the layers of paths, and came to the abbot's courtyard.

The time to leave is not short, but the characters of the abbot's courtyard are still the same, stepping into the hall, the master Wubai is still the same as yesterday, cross-legged and closed, reciting the Heart Sutra with a pious face.

If you don't already know what kind of virtue your master is, Dusk will really be deceived by the appearance of the master, a high-ranking monk.

The regular footsteps broke the Zen atmosphere in the hall, opened his eyes, and helplessly looked at the apprentice who deliberately stepped on heavy steps, and the abbot said with a smile: "It's Kongming, why did you come back so early!" ”

"Isn't this thinking about you, master!" casually on the futon, dusk said insincerely.

"Hehe..." The corners of his mouth grinned, and the abbot glanced at Dusk in vain, and did not answer.

Zen incense lingers in the beam, Zen drifts in the room, the two look at each other, smiling silently.

As Abbot Wubai expected, Dusk saw that he didn't speak for a long time, so he had to raise his hand in surrender, and couldn't help but open his mouth to explain his intention.

"Okay, this time, in addition to looking at you, master, there are a few other questions I want to ask!" didn't blush at all, dusk sneered twice, and said.

"Say it!" Putting down the Buddha beads in his hand, the abbot Wubai changed to a more comfortable position and half-lay down, and said lazily.

"Master, do you know the five uniques in the rivers and lakes!" Dusk asked.

"You mean that the East Evil and the West are poisonous, the Southern Emperor and the Northern Beggars have magical powers, and there are five of them!" Gohaku asked.

"Of course!" Rolling his eyes, Dusk looked at the master who was pretending to be confused, and said unhappily.

"Yes!" Abbot Gobaku said with a smile to the dusk that was a little angry.

"I really know!" Dusk hurriedly sat up straight and asked eagerly.

"Of course!" Raising his eyebrows, the abbot smiled freely, and a trace of gangsterism appeared in the hall: "When Wang Chongyang's old way raised troops to resist Jin, Lao Tzu... ”

"I'll go, it's really fake..." Dusk was stunned, and immediately asked: "It is said that when Chongyang Zhenren raised troops to resist Jin, our Shaolin Temple had already closed the mountain, master, where did you help him..."

"Uh..." was asked by Dusk's question, Abbot Wubai's eyes flashed, and before he could think of how to explain, he saw Dusk and said with a wicked smile: "I know, master, you must have sneaked down the mountain by yourself!" ”

"This..."

"Hmph, as the abbot of Shaolin, you actually ignored the admonition of the mountain closure and sneaked down the mountain, what crime should you be guilty of, master!" Standing up suddenly, Dusk asked awe-inspiringly.

"I'm not alone..." In the middle of the conversation, Wubai suddenly reacted, waved his hand, and an afterimage passed by, and he felt a pain in his head and body at dusk, and fell to the ground with his buttocks.

"You stinky boy, you actually deceived your master, your ass is itchy!" Wubai glared at Dusk fiercely and scolded with a smile.

"Yes, master, you go on!" Dusk rubbed his head, his mouth was sore and grinning, but in his heart, there was an indescribable sense of excitement, I went, according to the master, it seems that he is not the only one who secretly went down the mountain, then it seems that they are four brothers, I'm afraid none of them can run away.

"Hmph..." Snorted coldly, nodded with satisfaction, Wubai shifted the conversation back to Wang Chongyang, and said with a slight sigh: "Speaking of this Wang Chongyang, although he is one round younger than his teacher, his strength is not weak at all. What's more, after the failure of the army, he was weak-minded and secluded from the world, but his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, and he was one step ahead of his teacher, and half a foot stepped into the void realm. If it weren't for his early death, it would not be impossible for him to go further in his lifetime and come into contact with the supreme realm of martial arts..."

Swallowing his saliva, Dusk stared at the abbot master in disbelief, and his head was buzzed by the master's simple words.

What terrible information did I hear, what was the master talking about, according to what he meant, didn't it mean that his cultivation back then was only slightly inferior to Wang Chongyang at his peak, and now I am afraid that he can already compare with Wang Chongyang, who is the first in the world. I'll go, my master turned out to be a super master of the Condensation Realm and even the half-step Void Realm, just kidding!

Not paying attention to his apprentice's frightened expression, Abbot Wubai spoke slowly, and continued to sigh: "It's a pity, if Wang Chongyang can live to this day, there is no doubt that he should be a real Void Realm master, and among the four of our senior brothers, only the senior brother can suppress him!" ”

"Uh..." was completely stunned by the information revealed by the abbot's master, his face was dull, and Dusk asked cautiously: "Master, you said that the master Bota... ”

"Of course, Senior Brother is the most talented and hardworking of the four of us, and it is not an easy thing to enter the void!" Abbot Wubai said casually.

"Okay, master, you continue..." wiped the cold sweat on his head, and Dusk, who didn't know how to speak, could only say.

"Rare and strange..." seemed to be angry with the young man's unproductive appearance, the abbot glanced at the young man in vain, and then continued: "Hey, speaking of Wang Chongyang, I have to mention Sister Lin, it's a pity, trapped by love, and finally both went back and became an outlaw mandarin duck, God is jealous of talent!" ”

sighed twice, and the abbot Wubai said: "But Wang Chongyang has a little junior brother, and his talent is also extraordinary, but his personality is too jumpy, if he can calm down, he will practice seriously over the years and catch up with Wang Chongyang's cultivation back then, it is not a difficult thing!" ”

Sister Lin, the old naughty boy Zhou Botong, you know a lot of master, it seems that you have been walking down the mountain all these years!

Hide the horror in your heart, and complain in your heart at dusk.