Chapter 7 Teachers go out of the same school
Mr. Peng's brain "buzzed" and exploded: Lin Tang! Li Lintang!
"Huzi! Harvest! Mr. Peng didn't think twice and stopped drinking. This tiger heard it clearly, but now it is on the string, and it has to be sent!
I saw a ball of blood light gushing out from under the flag array, diffusing half of the courtyard, and faintly seeing white bones looming and flesh and blood scattering! In a hurry, Mr. Peng didn't care about anything else, and rushed into the flag formation with his feet up!
Huzi struggled to pull out the Miao Dao from the ground, and looked at the flag formation with a blank faceβnow that the formation has begun to run, it is no longer something that Huzi can controlβhow did his master and the monk all go in?
"Master!" Huzi shouted in a panic, and he couldn't hear the movement of the first two people in the formation at all! Huzi was panicked this time! Carrying a knife dangling around the outside of the formation, scratching his ears and cheeks.
Just when the tiger was at a loss, a little black faintly appeared in the churning blood, cruising in the air waves. There was a crisp explosion in the array, and with this sound, the blood in the array was like boiling oil that had been splashed into the water, and it boiled violently in an instant!
Seeing such an abnormality, Huzi took a few steps back slightly, and raised his knife to protect his head and face. A long howl suddenly sounded in the array, and I saw a black shadow rushing out of the formation, pointing straight to the sky. The black shadow soared into the air about ten zhang high, stretched out in the air, and it was actually a strange python with horns!
The strange python circled twice in the air, lowered its head and hissed towards the talisman array, and then fell sharply, right in the middle of the match! Huzi was startled when he saw this scene, turned around and took three steps and made two steps out of the temple gate, hiding behind the courtyard wall. Huzi had just dodged out, and his heels were not steady, only to hear a loud noise in the courtyard, which shook Huzi's ears for a while and only a noisy "buzzing" sound.
When the sound calmed down, Huzi returned to the courtyard to check - the surging blood was gone, the talisman in the sky was scattered, the sound of gongs and drums and ghosts crying wolves was gone, and the Five Elements Banner that was originally flying around the air was also scattered and fell. Monk Tieda and Mr. Peng all sat on the ground in embarrassment, pinching their necks and coughing.
Huzi didn't dare to slack off, took two steps forward, raised the Miao knife steadily with both hands, and pointed the blade between the chest and abdomen of the great monk. In this posture and at this distance, if there is any change in the Tie Da monk, Huzi only needs to move his wrist to stab him through.
"Senior brother, it's me." Monk Tie Da ignored Huzi, just looked at Mr. Peng, and took off the mask on his face, "I haven't seen you for ten years, senior brother, you taught a good apprentice to come out." The little things that were small back then can now play with knives! β
The face under this person Sun Wukong is not as hateful as Huzi imagined, but it can be said to be thoughtful. This iron monk has a first-word face, one-word eyebrows, Danfeng eyes, a high nose bridge, red lips and white teeth! If it weren't for that bald head and tendon meat, I am afraid that some people would believe him if he was a scholar and literati.
Mr. Peng thought to himself: That's right. Why doesn't this great monk show his true face? Why don't you use the stick boxing you know well? Why can you always anticipate the opportunity to be familiar with Mr. Peng's path? Why is a monk using Taoist techniques? It's all because this person is Mr. Peng's own brother who grew up with him since he was a child - Li Lintang!
Mr. Peng's eyebrows jumped, he stood up and said angrily: "Li Lintang! You're fooling around! β
"I haven't seen you for ten years, just kidding with my brother." Tie Da Monk - or Li Lintang - propped himself up while shaking off the dust on his body, "Let's play with knives and sticks together, I feel itchy when I come to see you, and I want to have a few tricks with you." You weren't in the temple, so I broke the lock and came in and waited, but unfortunately the mask, which I bought at the market for the tiger to play, was broken. β
Mr. Peng leaned over and picked up the big iron rod and handed it to Li Lintang, and he didn't take a stubble, just looked at him. Li Lintang didn't speak, just looked at Mr. Peng and smirked.
Huzi thought to himself: No matter how this monk looks at it, he is an old acquaintance with the master, and it doesn't seem like he wants to fight for his life again. Huzi couldn't understand how a monk could become his uncle, and he didn't know what kind of dumb riddles his master and this great monk were playing, but he knew that there should be nothing to do with himself, so he put the knife on his shoulder and stood aside to watch the excitement.
"You are ruthless, not like you are fighting with the same family, but like you want my life." Mr. Peng said coldly.
"If you die at my hands so easily, you are not my senior brother." Li Lintang hugged his arms and said nonchalantly.
"There's a tiger to help me." Mr. Peng said.
"Without him to help you, you wouldn't be more than that." Li Lintang said.
There was another moment of silence, and the two just looked at each other. Huzi was at a loss for the monk on the side.
"Poof, hehe......" Li Lintang didn't hold back his laughter at first. He laughed out loud, and Mr. Peng laughed too.
"Hey, hahahaha......"
In Huzi's eyes, these two people who had just fought to death were now smiling like two fools!
"Huzi, come!" Mr. Peng beckoned and took out more than a dozen eldest sons from his purse, "Go to the east of the village to change two packed rabbits, and let's open meat tonight!" β
Huzi stretched out his hand to take it, left the Miao knife in the courtyard and was about to go out. Mr. Peng patted his head: "Huzi!" Wait a minute, what about the saber? β
"I threw it in the backyard when I came in over the wall, what's wrong?"
Mr. Peng thought for a while and said, "You ask the carpenter in the village to make a knife holder, and turn around and enlarge the back of the hall to make offerings." β
"Okay." Huzi agreed, and then turned around and went out.
There is a village on the Sun Mountain, which is so boring, it is called "Sun Mountain Village". People say that they rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, and the water is draught, and the forests of Sun Mountain are dense, and half of the people in the village can get a good dog that can chase rabbits and pheasants. Now in the early summer, it is the rabbits on the mountain that blow up the nest, and a dozen copper plates can be exchanged for two stripped and washed rabbits.
But out of the temple gate, the tiger is still thinking: can the monk really eat meat? Speaking of which, this small temple of the Sun Temple, after so many years, has really come to a monk.
Seeing Huzi go out, Li Lintang patted Mr. Peng's shoulder and said with a wry smile: "Old, senior brother, you are old." β
"Each other," said Mr. Peng, "you're not the same 'Tiger Fist' you used to be, are you?" Monk? You actually became a monk! Hahaha~"
Li Lintang's face turned bitter and waved his hand: "These things, I'll tell you in detail when I go back, I've caused a lot of bad luck!" β
"Don't stand here, come with me to the back room." Mr. Peng raised his hand and pointed and walked in his head. Li Lintang stretched out his hand and grabbed Mr. Peng's shoulder, and said, "Senior brother, there are some things I shouldn't have said, I saw you enlarge the pot in the hall." β
"Well, and then what?"
"You're really a good person! What kind of teacher are you and I? β
Mr. Peng pushed Li Lintang's hand away and said, "Senior brother, I am different from you. You're a naturally good person, I'm not. But I don't want to hurt God for the rest of my life. β
"But you raised that child," Li Lintang spread his hands, "You didn't put your mind to it, raising him was to do good deeds and accumulate virtue?" Do you dispel the evil spirit of those lonely souls and ghosts to do good? If he learns a little from you now, he can kill me!" Don't you think he's a scourge? β
"He is my apprentice and your nephew." Mr. Peng said, "He is a disciple of the ghost family who has bowed to the patriarch's tablet three times and nine times. I know his nature, and he can't be a scourge. β
"He didn't deserve to live."
"He's alive now."
"If he doesn't enter my ghost house, he will grow into a demon! You can't chain him. β
Master Peng raised his head and smiled: "You go to the East Chamber, you go to the East Chamber, I left in a hurry in the morning, and the bowl hasn't been brushed yet." β
In the evening, the gentleman chopped up the two rabbits a few times, cooked them with wild vegetables, and stir-fried a few side dishes. Mr. Peng opened a new jar of wine, saying that he wanted to get drunk with his junior brother.
I didn't eat breakfast well, and after a day of tossing inside and out, Huzi was also hungry enough. As soon as the dish was served, the dishes and chopsticks were not yet placed, and he reached out and grabbed a piece of rabbit meat and put it in his mouth, so hot that his neck was shrinking.
Mr. Peng had already changed into the long shirt he was wearing, walked in with chopsticks, and patted the back of Huzi's head: "The elders haven't served yet, there are no rules." Huzi had a piece of hot meat in his mouth, and he couldn't swallow it or vomit, so he barely made a grimace, and he didn't make a compensatory to Mr. Peng.
Mr. Peng was amused by Huzi's strange appearance, put the dishes and chopsticks on the table, and said, "Okay, sit down and eat." β
The three of them sat down for the first time, and Mr. Peng put the wine jug and an empty bowl in front of Huzi, raised his hand and pointed at Li Lintang, and said, "Huzi, I will formally introduce this person to you." His name is Li Lintang, the successor of kung fu outside our ghost family, and his own disciple who was taught by a master with me. He'd seen you, but you were too young at the time, and this time you're getting to know each other again. Serve your uncle wine. β
As soon as Huzi heard this, he poured a full bowl of wine, knelt down in front of Li Lintang with a "plop", raised the wine bowl above his head, and said: "Peng Huzi, the sixteenth generation descendant of the ghost family and a disciple of the sect, has seen my uncle, and I will say hello to my uncle." Uncle Shi, drink. β
Li Lintang sighed lightly, took the wine bowl and took a sip, and turned his head away from Peng Huzi. Huzi kowtowed three more times, and he recognized his own uncle.
Huzi was just about to get up when Mr. Peng coughed. Huzi hurriedly knelt down honestly, thinking in his heart: What did you say wrong just now?
"Do you know why I didn't let you get up?" Mr. Peng asked.
"I don't know." Huzi said.
Mr. Peng turned to Li Lintang and said, "Lintang, my nephew is also half an apprentice, today you drank wine and recognized Huzi." What he does to me after this fight, he has to do to you. If he has any fault, you should beat or scold, I will never stop him, if he has any problems, please ask you, and you can't hide your secrets. This is the rule of our ghost family. β
Li Lintang put down the wine bowl and hugged his fist at Mr. Peng: "Senior brother, don't worry." β
"In that case," Mr. Peng said with a smile, "I have to give our tiger a kiss gift." β
Li Lintang was stunned for a moment - he didn't think about his senior brother's words, so he continued to be on his own here. He smiled bitterly, touched the monk's robe for a long time, took out a small oval silver cake, threw it into Huzi's hand, and said: "The scattered silver flowers are gone, and the copper can't be taken out, so it's cheap for you stinky boy." β
"Silver bills!" Huzi was stunned when he got into this thing, and he felt five taels up and down, and it looked like it was a tangible and qualitative cast silver.
Huzi stood up and bowed deeply: "Thank you, uncle!" β
Li Lintang waved his hand and motioned for Huzi to sit down, without stubble.
Mr. Peng frowned when he looked at the silver coin that Huzi had tucked into his waist buckle, put the wine bowl on the table, and said, "You are too expensive to give the child's money." β
Li Lintang smiled disdainfully: "Senior brother, I'll open your eyes!" β
When Mr. Peng was puzzled, Li Lintang stood up, took his blanket in the corner of the wall, untied the strap on one side, and opened a small opening to show Mr. Peng. Mr. Peng was startled, and he saw at least three "big yellow croakers" in such a sweep! Li Lintang hurriedly closed the mouth of the blanket again, and threw it on the kang casually, with a "bang" sound, which sounded quite heavy.
Mr. Peng took a sip of wine and sighed: "I haven't seen you for ten years, and I have come all the way from Shandong to come to me to catch up, how long do you plan to stay with me?" β
Li Lintang smiled: "Senior brother, I won't hide it from you." Ever since you sent me a letter saying that you have lived in this small city, I have always wanted to go to you. When Master passed away for more than four years, we were separated, and now that it's been so long, I miss my brother and won't leave. β
"Well," said Mr. Peng, "let's talk about it." β
"Say what?"
"Tell me why you left Shandong, where you got so much gold and silver, why you became a monk, and who you provoked."
Li Lintang picked up the wine bowl: "Let's do this glass first." β
"Okay." Mr. Peng raised the wine bowl and touched it with Li Lintang, raised his head and drank it all.
After drinking this bowl of wine, Mr. Peng wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "I'm not afraid that you will affect me, you just provoked the king of heaven and Lao Tzu, and I will carry it with you, because you are my own junior brother." But you can't let me carry it in vain, you can't lie to me about this kind of thing, because you are my own junior brother. β
Li Lintang didn't say anything, but turned to Huzi, who was working hard, and asked: "Huzi, do you know why your master's fist and foot kung fu is not as good as mine, but am I still afraid of him?" β
Huzi nibbled on a rabbit's foot and shook his head blankly.
"I'll tell you, Huzi," Li Lintang said, "Your master is five years older than me, and my eldest brother is like a father, and I was taken care of by your master." What's more important, you know? He was ten when I was five years old, he was fifteen when I was ten years old, and I had no room to fight back when he beat me! Huzi, think about it, your master ......"
"Enough!" Mr. Peng slapped his chopsticks on the table, "I can't get over the gag, I haven't settled the account with you that hurt my lung meridian!" To say or not to say? β
Li Lintang scratched his head, poured himself a bowl of wine, and scolded: "Do you have the face to say? You almost let this little rabbit slaughter me! Say! I said......"