Wang Wei has never studied ancient Chinese poetry, and he is even more of a layman for pairs. Zhu Ziliu's pair is not only suitable for the situation, but also caters to himself, which is quite difficult to match, and Wang Ji's own level naturally can't be right. But Wang Ji has read the original work of "Shooting the Condor", and this pair is not difficult for him at all, Zhu Ziliu's voice just fell, he pointed to the free scarf worn on Zhu Ziliu's head and said: "Okay, my next link is: 'Frost withered lotus leaves, one-legged ghost wears a free scarf'." ”

There is a small temple on the flat ground opposite the stone beam, there is a lotus pond in front of the temple, some lotus leaves have withered in it, the lotus stalk supports a withered lotus leaf, very much like a one-legged ghost wearing a scarf. Wang Ji's next link is also a reflection of the situation, and some characteristics of Zhu Ziliu's body.

Zhu Ziliu was not angry when he heard Wang Ji ridiculing him as a one-legged ghost, laughed out loud, and said: "Wonderful, wonderful! Not only neat, but also agile. ”

Wang Wei smiled slightly and said, "Please ask Mr. for the third question." ”

Zhu Ziliu thought to himself: "Ordinary pairs will definitely not be difficult for him, I can come up with an absolute." "I suddenly remembered that when I was studying in the school when I was a teenager, the teacher had said an absolute, no one could be neat for decades, and I couldn't say it, so I had to make it difficult for him, so I said: "I still have a couplet, please ask Your Excellency to make a couplet: 'Qin Se Pipa, the head of the eight kings'." ”

Then, he added: "This joint is extremely difficult, and I am not sure about it. But let's talk first, since Your Excellency can't say it, you have to ask back. ”

But as soon as he finished speaking, Wang Ji smiled and said, "What's so difficult about this? My next link is: 'The four little ghosts have their own intestines'. ”

Zhu Ziliu was shocked, stood up, waved his long sleeves, slammed Wang Ji to the ground, and said, "Bow down." ”

Wang Ji returned the salute and said with a smile: "Can you let me go to see the Venerable Master now?" ”

Zhu Ziliu snorted, turned around and crossed the small gap, and said, "Please." ”

To be honest, Zhu Ziliu's three questions are quite difficult, and under normal circumstances, Wang Ji would not be able to answer them. However, how can these three questions from Zhu Ziliu be exactly the same as the questions given to Huang Rong in the original work, for Wang Wei, who has read the original work, he already knew the answer to his question before Zhu Ziliu asked the question, in this case, Zhu Ziliu is in vain no matter how difficult the question is.

On the surface, the three questions that Zhu Ziliu gave to Wang Rong are exactly the same as the three questions given to Huang Rong in the original book, which is Wang Ji's luck, but in fact, it is not. Any behavior of any person is not accidental, but is inevitably affected by his personality, thoughts and other factors.

Under similar conditions, a person will always make similar choices. For Zhu Ziliu, the situation he is facing now is similar to the situation of Guo Jing and Huang Rong when they came to seek medical treatment in the original book, and in almost the same environment, it is reasonable for him to ask the same three questions as in the original book.

Wang Ji raised his breath and jumped over the gap, settled a little at the place where Zhu Ziliu was sitting before, and jumped over the last small gap.

Zhu Ziliu saw Wang Ji walking on the stone beam, and he was also impressed in his heart, he led Wang Ji to the temple on the flat ground, and asked casually: "I see that Your Excellency's martial arts are extraordinary, I don't know where Your Excellency is taught?" ”

Wang Ji was stunned when he heard this, and thought: "You can ask me, how can I have any teacher?" But if I tell him the truth that there is no Master, he is afraid that he will not believe it. has simply copied Huang Rong's answer, it is better to copycat her teacher together. So he spoke: "Family teacher Hong Qigong." ”

Zhu Ziliu was shocked when he heard this: "It turned out to be a disciple of the Nine-Fingered Beggar, no wonder the martial arts and literary talents are so extraordinary." Did your master send you? ”

Wang Ji was about to take a bite to respond, but when the words came to his mouth, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly changed his words: "No, it was another senior who asked me to come." ”

"That's it!" Zhu Ziliu nodded quietly on the surface, but secretly put his mind at ease.

Zhu Ziliu knew that Hong Qigong was a fair and upright person, if he sent someone, he would never be so mysterious and secretive, and he would not let anything be clear. If Wang Wei had just responded and said that Hong Qigong had sent him, then Zhu Ziliu would immediately think that he was lying, and he must have bad intentions when he came to find a lamp, and he would have to prepare in advance.

Zhu Ziliu asked like that, also with the intention of temptation. And Wang Wei quickly sensed the trap in his words and was not fooled.

"By the way, you came up from the bottom of the mountain, have you ever seen my three senior brothers?" Zhu Ziliu suddenly asked again.

"I've seen it. It's just that I have offended the three of them, and I hope they don't get offended. Wang Wei said in a relaxed tone.

Hearing that Wang Ji's tone was not heavy, Zhu Ziliu thought that Wang Ji just had a little misunderstanding with the three of them, so he said: "My three senior brothers are all generous people, and they will never hold a grudge against Your Excellency because of a little misunderstanding." ”

Wang Wei laughed in his heart: "I hope so." ”

While talking, the two walked into the temple, and Zhu Ziliu invited Wang Wei to sit in the east chamber, and a little novice served tea.

Zhu Ziliu said: "Your Excellency wait, wait for me to go and tell the family teacher." ”

Wang Ji said: "Sir, please." ”

Zhu Ziliu immediately walked out of the wing.

About another hour of tea, a little novice walked in, folded his hands, bowed, and said, "Donor, please come with me." ”

Wang Wei entered with Xiao Shami.

The temple may seem small, but it is very deep. The two walked through a bluestone paved path and a bamboo forest, only to feel that the greenery was forested, extremely quiet, and the vulgarity disappeared.

There are three stone houses hidden in the bamboo forest. Shami gently pushed open the door of the house, let him aside, and bowed down to invite Wang Ji into the house. Seeing that the little novice was polite, Wang Wei smiled at him and thanked him, and then walked into the house.

I saw a stove of sandalwood lit on a small table in the room, and a monk sitting on each of the two futons on the side. A dark-skinned, high-nosed and deep-eyed person is a native of Tianzhu. The other was dressed in a coarse cloth monk's robe, with two long white eyebrows hanging down from the corners of his eyes, his face was kind, although there was a hint of sorrow between his eyebrows, but a graceful and noble look was evident at a glance. Zhu Ziliu stood behind him.

Seeing this scene, Wang Wei still didn't understand that this long-eyebrow monk was a master of a lamp. He stepped forward and saluted, "Disciple Wang Ji, I have seen Master Yilan. ”

Master Yideng smiled slightly, stood up, stretched out his hand to help him, and said with a smile: "Seventh brother has accepted a good disciple, my inferior disciple said ......" said and pointed to Zhu Ziliu, "The virtuous nephew's literary talent and martial arts are far better than my inferior disciples, haha, congratulations." ”

Wang Ji said: "The master praised it falsely. ”

Master Yideng said: "I haven't seen your master for more than ten years, is he okay?" ”

"My master eats well every day and sleeps soundly, which couldn't be better."

Yideng laughed and said, "That's good, that's good." Then he said: "I have been in the meditation for three days and three nights, and I came back just now, have you been here for a long time?" Have you eaten fast? ”

Wang Wei said: "Master Lao is worried, and the disciple has just arrived. Before going up the mountain, the disciple had already eaten. ”

Yideng nodded and said, "On weekdays, few people come here, only me and a few disciples are here, it is rare for you to come, you must stay for a while." By the way, I haven't asked you what happened to you going up the mountain this time? Did your master send you? ”

Wang Ji shook his head and said, "My visit this time has nothing to do with my master, but someone else asked me to send something to the master." ”

Master Yideng said: "Oh, what is the East ......" As soon as he said the word "East", he slammed coldly, and Wang Ji hit his lower abdomen with both palms.

This change came suddenly, and although the depth of one's martial arts has reached the highest state of doing what you want and being unsatisfactory, how could you have expected that this disciple of Hong Qigong, who was still soft-spoken and smiling just now, would suddenly attack him? Unguarded, he ate all the palm power of this palm.

After Wang Wei got Qiu Qianren's skill, his martial arts were only one line worse than a lamp, and he shot with all his strength, and he was about to be seriously injured by a lamp. I saw a lamp sit on the ground and spurt out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Zhu Ziliu and the Tianzhu monks were also stunned when they saw this change. That day, the Zhu monks did not know martial arts, and they could not come forward to help each other. Zhu Ziliu reacted immediately, and exclaimed: "Master......" jumped over, stretched out his right index finger, and pointed at Wang Ji.

Wang Wei sneered, clenched his fist with his right hand, and met it with a fist.

Wang Wei's punch is a martial art on the "Nine Yin True Scripture" that he has newly practiced in the past few days, called "Great Demon Fist". This punch is solid and powerful. Although Wang Wei is only a beginner and is not proficient, it is still a little insufficient to deal with masters of the same level, but it is more than enough to deal with Zhu Ziliu, whose martial arts are far from him.

As soon as Wang Ji punched, Zhu Ziliu knew that it was not trivial, and he couldn't take it hard, so he hurriedly retracted his fingers.

Zhu Ziliu's practice of "One Yang Finger" is really a magic skill that is not weaker than the "Great Demon Fist", and it is practiced to a high depth and even above the latter. But Zhu Ziliu's kung fu practice has not yet reached home, but he has no power to fight back in the face of Wang Ji's "Great Demon Fist".

Since empty-handed hands are not opponents, then use the blade. I saw Zhu Ziliu take out a bamboo pipe from his sleeve, draw a few imaginary circles in the air, and show his unique kung fu "Yiyang Finger Book", and slashed it towards Wang Ji's face.

Wang Wei turned his head sideways to avoid it, but seeing that the opponent's body was light and his tricks were peculiar, he didn't dare to attack at the moment, so he had to see the number of his martial arts first, and then decide on countermeasures.

After a few moves, Wang Wei only felt that the other party's move was unbelievable. But seeing the other party's brush shaking, the pen is hooked diagonally in the air, as if writing, but the pen is pointing, but everywhere is the human body's big holes. There is a point in the calligraphy, and there is calligraphy in the point, which is really a silver hook and an iron stroke, and it is sharp and sharp. And there is a beautiful bookish atmosphere in the majesty.

Although Wang Ji's martial arts are already the best in the world, he has never been able to find the other party's moves.

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