The unique wound medicine of Shaolin Temple really lived up to its reputation, and only a day later, most of the blood on Zhou Yu's body had already dispersed, and the pain had subsided a lot. In this way, one day his body will be restored to its original state.

Not long after Zhou Yu had breakfast with Feng Yue's "help", Zhiqing knocked on his door again and said, "Is the donor feeling better today?" The poor monk came to greet him. ”

Zhou Yu personally opened the door and welcomed Zhiqing into the house. Before he sat down, Zhiqing handed the bottle in his hand to Zhou Yu and said: "This is my Shaolin's secret medicinal wine, which has the effect of strengthening the body and rejuvenating the muscles and bones. ”

Zhou Yu also understood that Zhiqing was a gift, and hurriedly thanked: "Thank you Master Zhiqing, it's just that it is useless, and your temple has given me such a big gift, which makes Xiao Ke a little ashamed." In this way, I will go to the lobby in a while and donate 500 taels of incense money to show my gratitude! ”

"The benefactor has a good intention, and the poor monk understands it. However, the little monk came to give wine because of the master's intention, not for the donor. Monks should abandon wine and wealth, this medicinal wine gift to the donor is caused by fate, if it becomes a transaction, it will inevitably lose love! Zhiqing declined Zhou Yu's idea of donating.

"The people in Shaolin are really broad-minded, and I admire them!" Since he can get this bottle of good wine with wonderful use without spending money, why not Zhou Yu?

"Amitabha, the donor praised it. It's just that this wine can be drunk at most one glass a day, and drinking too much is harmful to the body, donors should remember! Zhiqing reminded.

"Thank you, Master Zhiqing, keep it in mind!"

After talking about the wine, Zhiqing opened his mouth again: "Yesterday's competition between Zikong and the donor, Zikong had some experience and wanted to ask the donor for advice, I don't know if the donor is convenient......"

Good guy, Zhou Yu knows that there are no free gifts in the world, so he still has a request for him!

"Convenience is convenience, but I was the loser in yesterday's competition, and I had almost no power to fight back in the whole process, why did Master Zikong ask me for advice?" Zhou Yu was puzzled.

"This Zikong has never told the poor monk, if the donor is willing, I will let Zikong come to the door in the afternoon to ask for advice!" Zhiqing said.

"How dare a guest house in the lower district bother Master Zikong to come to the door? I see that the scenery of the back mountain of Tanhua is unique, why don't you invite Master Zikong to meet in the back mountain together, what does Master Zhiqing think? After all, he took other people's things, and Zhou Yu couldn't refuse other people's requests again.

"That's great, but there are a few cliffs in the back mountain, and if you don't try to get close, it's not very dangerous. It's just that there are a few heart-devouring trees growing on this cliff, and there are some purple-red heart-devouring fruits on the trees, which are the medicinal materials needed for the antidote prescription in the temple, and the donor must not pick and eat them, otherwise he will be confused, and the consequences will be unimaginable! Zhiqing changed his previous gentle tone, and his expression became serious.

"I remember!" Zhou Yu also understood that this was not a trivial matter, and hurriedly responded.

"But there is a son empty, so he naturally knows about it. But just in case, it is better for the poor monk to inform the donor in advance. ”

"Master Zhiqing has a heart!"

"Amitabha, the donor, please take it, the poor monk has retired!"

"Master Zhiqing, go slowly!"

After Zhiqing left, Zhou Yu came to the room of the two girls.

"Do you see Big Brother? He went out in the morning and never looked like he had ever come back. Zhou Yu asked.

"Who knows where he went? Since hitting the mountain, he is like a rabbit spreading joy, every day the dragon sees the head and the tail, I don't know what he is busy with! Feng Yue also felt a lot of headache for her own brother.

"Harm, maybe the eldest brother is just walking around, feeling the customs of this Shaolin Temple, and maybe enjoying the scenery on the mountain! Sister, don't worry too much......" He Shuiling persuaded Feng Yuedao.

"If he is safe, I won't be worried. It's not that you didn't see him last night, there is only vegetarian food in the temple, but he just shouted for those monks to give him some meat. All the people were staring at us, and I wanted to find a crack in the ground! He Shuiling persuaded like this, Feng Yue became even more angry, and the fuse was Feng Liang's outrageous operation at dinner yesterday.

Zhou Yu didn't go to the dining room yesterday, so naturally he didn't know how many people had such a thing.

"Big brother really did something wrong, Xiaoyue, don't be angry. Well, I'll talk about him when he comes back! Zhou Yu comforted Feng Yuedao.

But before he finished speaking, Feng Liang's complaint came from outside the door: "What kind of person is this, the monk in this temple is really slamming the door!" ”

Yes, Cao Cao Cao arrived. Zhou Yu hurriedly opened the door and pulled him in, Feng Yue immediately asked, "Brother, who are you talking about?" ”

"Who else? This temple is full of monks, I must be talking about monks! Feng Liang was obviously still angry, and he didn't know who had provoked him again.

"Big brother, what's going on? Why are you so angry? He Shuiling asked.

When He Shuiling asked, Feng Liang was finally able to calm down and replied: "Just now I was walking around outside, and I saw a monk stuffing food into his arms, I said let him give me a little taste, but he said no." I asked a few more questions, he still ran faster and faster, do you say that this person picks the door or not? Feng Liang blamed the monk who didn't give him anything to eat.

If Feng Liang could explain the location of his wandering, or describe the appearance of the food, Zhou Yu would definitely warn him to stay away from this thing. Because the place where Feng Liang was active just now was the back mountain, and the thing in the arms of the monk he met was the dangerous medicinal herb that Zhiqing reminded Zhou Yu to stay away from-the Heart Devouring Fruit!

It's a pity that maybe Feng Liang himself felt unreasonable, and omitted more key information when talking about this plot, causing Zhou Yu and others to think that he might have taken a fancy to something like a tribute taken by others, and it was reasonable not to give him food.

But it was this small detail that was not mentioned that made Feng Liang's life trajectory change dramatically.

Since you live in someone else's house, you have to follow their rules. You can't eat what you want, people have to follow your temperament, right? You, Feng Liang, are not the emperor of Wenguo!

So Zhou Yu and Feng Yue teamed up to reprimand Feng Liang. However, He Shuiling has been comforting Feng Liang, saying that after arriving in the capital, he asked Li Erniu to cook him big fish and meat for three days, and Feng Liang was relieved.

Although this anger was gone, he didn't eat that thing, and Feng Liang was still not very satisfied in his heart. Still a little depressed, he came to the back mountain again to pacing, and happened to see the heart-devouring tree growing on the side of the mountain, how could there often be monks passing under the tree, and his idea of secretly picking a few was not put into action.

Seeing that he couldn't get it for a while, Feng Liang decided to come back first, and then make a deal after lunch.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yu made an appointment with Zikong to exchange experiences in the back mountain in the afternoon, which made him even more afraid to act rashly. If it is night, after the sun sets, even the road to the back mountain is pitch black, and it is not realistic to think about it again, I am afraid that I will have to wait until tomorrow.

Somehow, Feng Liang seemed to insist on eating the fruit, perhaps because he believed that the fruit was the treasure of the Shaolin Temple and could not be eaten by outsiders, so he had such a rebellious mentality.

But Zhou Yu didn't know all this, at this moment he was sitting on the back mountain with Zikong to discuss kung fu.

"Master Zikong's boxing skills are exquisite, and his martial arts are shallow, so it stands to reason that I should ask Master Zikong for advice!" Zhou Yu said.

"The donor is too humble, yesterday's donor's punch was extremely strong, and the little monk was just lucky to win. But the little monk has something unclear, and I hope the donor will give him advice! Zikong said with sincerity on his face.

"Master Zikong, please speak!"

"The donor's punch yesterday was almost from the waist, and the distance was so short, why did it have such a huge power?" Zikong asked.

"It turns out that Master Zikong wants to ask the secret of this punch! To be honest, I don't know how to explain it, but even if the distance is shorter, even if my hand is on you, it can theoretically be very powerful. Zhou Yu replied.

"What's the point?" Zikong was a little confused.

"To be honest, I learned this technique in another place many years ago, but after months of practice, I didn't see any results. Only yesterday when I was in danger, I had no other choice in my heart, only to fight against the water, this is a punch, I didn't expect this miraculous effect. Zhou Yu also told the truth.

The boxing technique that Zhou Yu said is called inch boxing, which is the move he focused on practicing when he was learning Jeet Kune Do in his previous life. Jeet Kune Do retains most of the excellent characteristics of Wing Chun, while absorbing the advantages of Western boxing and integrating it into a more practical boxing method.

It is a pity that although Zhou Yuyong in his previous life had practiced many times on iron wood and stone, no one was his sparring partner. After entering the university, various papers and topics have struck, and Zhou Yu's hobby of martial arts has gradually been marginalized, and it is no longer mentioned.

After hearing this, Zikong immediately asked Zhou Yu to take him as his opponent and punch him again, so that he could find out the mystery of this punch.

Zhou Yu saw that he was persistent, so he agreed. Zikong was ready to resist the attack, but Zhou Yu tried several times in a row, but it didn't have the same effect as yesterday.

Let the other party suffer so many punches in vain, Zhou Yu said with some reluctance: "I'm really sorry, maybe it was really a chance to fight at that time!" ”

Zhou Yu's words seemed to wake up Zikong, he was stunned at first, and then nodded and agreed: "Yes, many things in the world depend on chance!" If the donor finds the method of this fist one day, and then goes to the temple to teach the monk in his spare time, the little monk should be grateful! ”

Zhou Yu could see that Zikong was also an obsessive martial arts addict, so he immediately agreed to his request.

In further exchanges, Zhou Yu also learned that Zikong had escaped into the empty door for more than four years, but it was only in recent months that Master Huiyin had been approved to practice martial arts. Zhou Yu asked why this was the case, and Zikong only said that Zhiqing had told him that this was to temper his mind and get him rid of worldly disputes.

Zhou Yu didn't know much about their Buddhism, so he could only nod his head in cooperation.