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Meng Qi was shocked and angry, and struggled hard, but Zhenguan's strength was not small, although he was moved, he still firmly pressed Meng Qi, and the strength of his hands did not weaken.

After the initial panic and struggle, Meng Qi suddenly realized that although his breathing was difficult, it was far from suffocating, and Zhenguan's hands seemed to be "trapped" by his own muscles and skin, and it was difficult to effectively interrupt his breathing.

That's right, I'll be in an "iron cloth shirt"! Meng Qi's slightly dizzy head suddenly flashed this thought.

Since he didn't practice it himself, in the crisis just now, he actually forgot that he would be an "iron cloth shirt"!

And the "iron cloth shirt" itself does not increase much in strength.

After making it clear that he was not in danger, Meng Qi gradually stabilized his panicked feelings, concentrating on driving the dantian, and a warm current slowly rose.

The internal force was running, and Meng Qi's waist and abdomen and hands were all in unison, directly lifting the true view out and slamming it into the wall.

Zhenguan staggered, but he still struggled to get up, his eyes were red, and he kept shouting words such as "kill you" and "rob me of the opportunity to enter the martial monk's temple", and rushed towards Meng Qi frantically.

"Crazy!" Meng Qi had already turned over and stood on the bunk at this time, full of anger, not dodging or dodging, a punch from the top step, and the habitual "Black Tiger Heart" hit Zhenguan's chest hard.

And Zhenguan's waving hands hit Meng Qi's body, but it was like tickling him.

Bang, the true view slammed into the wall again, making a dull sound.

He covered his chest with his right hand and struggled to stand up, but Meng Qi's punch almost used all his strength, no matter how hard he tried, his body was in pain, and he was weak and weak, how could he still stand up!

"Kill, kill you!"

"You beasts, deceitful bald asses!"

"I want revenge, I want revenge......"

He muttered to himself as if he were mad, tears streaming down his eyes.

At this time, both Zhenguan and Zhenhui had been woken up, and one was blank and the other was dumbfounded looking at this scene.

Meng Qi saw Zhenguan's heartless and crazy appearance that he couldn't wait to jump over and devour his own flesh and blood, and thought that if he hadn't exchanged the "iron cloth shirt" in the "reincarnation world", he was afraid that he would have died just now, and suddenly his anger surged, and he jumped off the shop, waving his fist and about to hit Zhenguan.

Poof, Meng Qi's fist failed to hit Zhenguan, but hit a yellow cloth that suddenly appeared, weak and weak, and made a light sound.

"Stop!" Xuan Xin put away his sleeves and snorted.

Meng Qi did not lose his mind, and when he saw Xuanxin appear, he immediately shouted: "Uncle Xuanxin, Zhenguan is crazy!

And Zhenguan also stared at Meng Qi and Xuanxin viciously quite "cooperatively", constantly chanting words such as "kill you".

Xuan Xin looked at Zhenguan angrily, pouted and said, "Who can you kill like this?"

He took a few quick steps, flew up with a kick, and kicked Zhenguan so badly that he couldn't speak.

"What are you looking at? Why don't you go back to sleep! Do you want to switch to using an iron bucket to carry water tomorrow?" Xuan Xin roared at the miscellaneous monks who appeared at the door, and blasted them back who had woken up to see the excitement.

"These wastes!" Xuan Xin turned his head and muttered to himself, and the expression on the floor became more and more gloomy.

After speaking, Xuan Xin looked at Meng Qi, and miraculously changed from anger to a smile in a second: "Master Zhending, what do you think should be done about this matter?"

Meng Qi is also a person with considerable social experience, and his anger has almost been vented, and he has not been substantially harmed, so he glanced at Zhenguan and said: "Yi Qiqi is at the disposal of Uncle Shi, but he has lost his mind and gone crazy, and if he changes someone else, I am afraid that he has already committed a murder." ”

Xuan Xin coughed and motioned for Zhenhui to close the door of the meditation room.

Zhenhui watched Xuanxin kick Zhenguan intently before, as if the story of the rivers and lakes was playing out in front of his eyes, and he was a little excited, so he responded at this time, jumped off the shop, ran to the door, closed the door, and then continued to stare at Xuanxin and Meng Qi with a pair of eyes.

"After all, this matter is a matter of our miscellaneous courtyard, and it is not beautiful for everyone to know, so it is better to do this, Uncle Shi, I will find another reason tomorrow to expel Zhenguan from Shaolin. Xuan Xin said with a smile on his face.

Meng Qi finally understood, if the matter was big and was taken over by the Discipline Academy, he, the deacon monk in charge of the Miscellaneous Servant Academy, would have to take some responsibility.

Just as Meng Qi was thinking about whether to take this opportunity to make friends with Xuan Xin and facilitate his future actions, the door was pushed open, and a yellow-clothed monk walked in, wearing a string of brown-red Buddhist beads on his right hand.

"Senior Brother Xuanxin, if it weren't for Senior Brother and I happened to patrol nearby and heard the movement, you would be afraid that you would have concealed this matter. "This precept monk is about his early thirties, his eyes are slender, and he is quite ruthless, and he is talking to Xuan Xin without smiling at this time.

Xuan Xin's face changed a few times, and he walked up quickly, and said with a smile: "Isn't it that I don't want to cause trouble to you, Senior Brother Xuankong?

He took something out of his arms and stuffed it into Xuankong's hand covertly.

Xuankong weighed it, and his smile was a little warmer: "No one was killed, and no one was injured, it's really a trivial matter, but this madman can't stay." ”

"Don't worry, it won't be difficult for you, senior brother. Xuan Xin patted his chest and promised.

Meng Qi was dumbfounded, it turned out that this monk's temple was not a clean place, at least not the miscellaneous courtyard, it was also "sophisticated".

Xuankong looked at Zhenguan, who was struggling to stand up, and then turned his head to look at Meng Qi: "This junior nephew is a good kung fu practitioner. ”

Meng Qi subconsciously touched his neck, touched a few deep finger marks, his thoughts flew in his mind, and he said in a thoughtful tone: "Back to Uncle Xuankong, the disciple had been in contact with a lot of family martial arts before he became a monk. ”

"Hehe, don't be nervous, we all know. Xuankong said with a slight mockery, "If it weren't for this relationship, how could the heirs of the Sword Washing Pavilion and the True Martial Sect speak for you?

So that's what they thought...... Meng Qi quietly breathed a sigh of relief, although he did not rule out the possibility that he could speak and make the two heirs really satisfied, but this explanation was more acceptable, and it could better cover up his true relationship with Zhang Yuanshan and Jiang Zhiwei.

The corners of Xuankong's mouth curled, and he said with a smile: "But my Shaolin disciples never look at the origin of the disciples, if you make a mistake and bump into the hands of my Discipline Academy, we will not be merciful." Hehe, I am good friends with Senior Brother Xuanku, and his attitude is my attitude. ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked outside the house, leaving a sentence lightly: "Senior Brother Xuanxin, remember to deal with it." ”

"Fuck, these turtle grandsons in the Discipline Academy can't see others being tough in front of them!" When Xuankong left, Xuanxin, who was very vulgar, cursed bitterly, without any consciousness of breaking the precepts, "Zhending, are you talking back to them?"

Meng Qi pursed his lips: "If I sit up straight, will I be afraid of them?"

"Tsk, that's the attitude, they hate it the most. Xuan Xin glanced at Meng Qi up and down, "Only a person like you who is not afraid of having no way back can be so tough, I said, where are you?"

How do I know!Meng Qi pretended to be unfathomable and said: "The troubles are gone, the red dust is far away, no matter which one it is, it has nothing to do with the little monk and me." ”

Xuan Xin spat out, completely disbelieving Meng Qi's words, since this period of time, he is also quite precocious, and his speech and demeanor are not like children, so he doesn't ask more, looks at Zhenguan and sighs:

"It's also pitiful, born in a merchant family, and he doesn't have to worry about food and clothing, but he didn't know that his family was on the way to business, and he met the ruthless seventy-two bandits of Helian Mountain, and no one survived, and since then he has become an orphan from the young master, and later, he joined my Shaolin for revenge, but he was full of hatred where he could hide the bitterness, and was sent to our miscellaneous office. ”

"Since you don't accept Senior Brother Zhenguan as an apprentice for this reason, why do you still give him a glimmer of hope?" Meng Qi frowned.

"Hehe, Xuan Ku is such a person, he left the true view, he wanted to use the sound of the Buddha in the temple to resolve the hatred in the heart of the true view, eliminate a period of killing karma, Amitabha Buddha, the Dharma is boundless. "The irony of Xuanxin's recitation of the Buddha's name is full.

"Hehe, why didn't he personally persuade the seventy-two bandits to put down their butcher knives and become Buddhas?" Meng Qi said with a little anger.

Xuan Xin sighed: "This also has to be able to beat him." ”

He turned his head to look at Zhenguan, who was slowly calming down: "Hey, Zhenguan Master and nephew, you will go down the mountain tomorrow, hurry up and find another faction, maybe there will be a chance to practice advanced martial arts." ”

"Going down the mountain?" Hearing these words, Zhenguan suddenly came to his senses, covered his face with his hands, and whispered in pain, "Father, mother, the child is not filial! The child is not filial! Five years have passed, and he has not been able to ...... a thief."

Meng Qi sighed, he didn't stop Xuan Xin from letting Zhenguan go down the mountain, he had no hope of staying here.

And this strengthened Meng Qi's determination to learn martial arts well, and he didn't even have the ability to avenge others in the future.

............

"You?" Zhende and the others, who were standing in the ranks of the newly promoted warrior monks, watched in astonishment as Meng Qi and Zhenhui appeared at the front of the team.

Didn't you say that no one in the Miscellaneous Servant House had become a warrior monk for a long, long time?

A slippery boy and a fool can even become a warrior monk?

This made them, who were proud of the Warrior Monastery, subconsciously reject Meng Qi and the others.

When Meng Qi saw their expressions, he laughed secretly in his stomach, and he wanted to say out loud, and I Hu Hansan was back.

Xuan Idiot looked at the warrior monks who had entered the temple in the past year, and said to Meng Qi and Zhenhui: "From today onwards, you will follow them to learn martial arts, and it is really wonderful to teach monks." ”

It's wonderful? Meng Qi looked sideways at the young monk next to him, it was him? He was also a real character, and he and the others were still in the stage of accumulating qi and forging their bodies, and he had actually become a monk!

Zhenmiao was wearing a yellow monk's robe, looking like Sven, but standing there, she had a bit of a sense of Yuezhiyuan.

He nodded without a smile: "You guys are at the end of the line." ”

Meng Qi and Zhenhui had no opinions, and hurriedly found a place to stand.

"Today is still practicing Luohan boxing, I will also demonstrate, be sure to see clearly. After sending the idiot away, he waved the placket of the monk's robe with his right hand, tied up the horse, and first demonstrated the style of "worshipping the Buddha towards the mountain".

"Practice this style first. The way to practice martial arts is to lay a solid foundation, and don't be greedy and rash. "It's wonderful to tell the monks to practice boxing.

Meng Qi and Zhenhui have both learned Luohan boxing for several months, and they can still keep up with the progress, so they punch again and again, from the first style to the eighteenth style, gradually, sweat is like rain.

"Stop!" Suddenly, Zhen Miao walked up to Meng Qi and looked at him sternly, "There are many irregularities in your Luohan boxing, how do you usually practice it? Now you haven't reached the stage where you can do whatever you want, if you lose the rules, you will bury hidden dangers!"

Meng Qi knew that his Luohan boxing relied on reading the boxing book and Zhenyong's occasional guidance, and there must be a lot of problems, so he said sincerely: "The little monk is practicing according to the boxing book, and I also ask the senior brother for guidance." ”

"If you practice like this, it's better not to practice, and you need to put more effort into it to change it back. Zhenmiao frowned and looked sideways, "Zhende, you come out and practice with him, and let him know what the harm of irregular moves will be." ”