Chapter 1: The Book of Books (9)
"Bah, bah, what about the Dharma King? Wouldn't you just run faster? Hurry up, teach me, teach me your light skills. ”
"I don't teach." Wei Yi smiled and shook his head.
"No, if you eat me and drink mine, you have to teach me light skills." Zhu Wenyu took out the means of pestering the guards to teach kung fu.
"Where did I eat yours and drink yours?" Wei smiled and glared at the triangular eye.
"Wasn't that snack just now?" Zhu Wenyu is reasonable.
"This ......" Wei Yi couldn't laugh or cry, but he didn't really compare with Zhu Wenyu, otherwise he couldn't even touch his shadow when he got up, and most of the time he was still playing with Zhu Wenyu, a child: "Then I can't teach you." ”
"What can't be taught? It's a shame that you're still so big, with such a long beard, such messy hair, so small eyes, and such a crooked mouth......"
"Stinky boy, you still hurt me like this!" Wei Yixiao slapped him again, and Zhu Wenyu shrank again.
"That's it, old boy, who told you not to teach me." Zhu Wenyu smiled slyly.
Wei Yixiao was so angry that he almost held his breath, and he couldn't take this kid, so he had to be patient and explain: "It's not that I don't want to teach you, I think your internal skills are not the same thing as mine at all, you are still a little chick, you can't learn my light skills." ”
"What then? You say I'm a wild man, I haven't learned it. ”
"There's another way." Wei Yi said with a deep smile.
"What's the solution? Say it. Zhu Wenyu suddenly rekindled hope.
"Although you and I have different internal skills, you can't learn my light skills, but I see that your internal skills are Taoist ways, although they are still far away, it is simply the same as nothing, but I also know a little bit about the light skills of this way, so I will teach you two tricks, although it is not necessarily comparable to those famous schools, but if you practice, it is not impossible to practice light skills to the first-rate masters, but if you want to be a top light master, then I can't teach it." Wei Yixiao has wandered around the rivers and lakes in the past few years, his clothes are ragged, he is casual, few people can look at it, and naturally he has no friends, and occasionally meets Zhu Wenyu such a doll as a half size, but he is also a casual person, but he feels a little fateful, it is rare to be so serious, and he pondered it carefully.
"Okay, okay, just teach it, old boy, I'll bring more good snacks to honor you in the future, it's interesting enough, right?"
"Stinky boy, a few small snacks will send me away? I want to ...... back then"
"Don't think about it back then, it's good to have a little heart, old boy, be content." Zhu Wenyu grinned with a salivating face.
"Stinky boy!" Wei Yixiao pointed at Zhu Wenyu and couldn't laugh.
Since then, the blue-winged bat king Wei Yixiao began to teach Zhu Wenyu light skills.
This Wei Yixiao's light skills can be said to be the first in the world, firstly, thanks to his unique path with a little evil smell, and secondly, it is also related to the innate special physique, otherwise how can he practice the light skills so like a shadow and charm unparalleled in the world? But its own fist and foot martial arts are not very clever, the rivers and lakes are second-rate, compared to the five scattered people of the Ming Sect back then, I am afraid that they are all a little worse, and the martial arts moves of the will may not even be compared to the hodgepodge of Zhu Wenyu. It's just that this old and a small two, one is disrespectful and free for the old, and the other is a half-old naughty boy who is playful and willful, Wei Yixiao can only teach some tricks on Zhu Wenyu's internal strength, one day is not a day, one is making do with teaching, the other is making do with learning, almost two or three months of learning, only a little successful, according to Wei Yixiao's statement, it turns out that Zhu Wenyu is the same as climbing, and now he can finally make do with it and can be called running, but if he wants to fly like electricity, it is still far away. But then again, in the eyes of the light skill of the Blue Winged Bat King Wei Yixiao's solo martial arts, the word "run" is almost equivalent to the light skill of a first-class master in the martial arts. But for Zhu Wenyu's internal skills and moves, it is not much better, and it is still the same old way, at most it is much lighter.
Zhu Wenyu was not idle, he followed the bat master Wei Yixiao to learn light skills, every time he secretly brought some snacks from the palace, good wine and good dishes came out, the things made in the palace kitchen are extraordinary, the ingredients are all top good things, and the craftsmanship of the master in the palace is also very selective. It's just that Wei Yixiao is still worried about looking for Zhang Wuji, and he walks around every once in a while, traveling while searching, and he can't find it and then come back to continue teaching Zhu Wenyu's light skills, and take the opportunity to earn some delicious food and drink to get over his addiction.
After more than a year like this, one day and night, Zhu Wenyu ran to the wild hillside as usual, and the bat master didn't come for more than two months, and he didn't know where to play, so he really missed him a little. Just thinking about it, there was a wild hillside in front of me, and I just entered the forest, but I saw a person sitting under the tree where I usually practiced.
"It's deserted here, it's the middle of the night, except for the old boy, I've never seen half a person, where did this monk come from?" After all, Zhu Wenyu is young, it is said that this monk came to this sparsely populated place in the middle of the night so strangely, there must be something strange, maybe there will be some evil intentions, but Zhu Wenyu did not have the slightest intention of guarding against people, he just felt strange.
Zhu Wenyu was thinking to himself, only to see that the middle-aged monk saw someone coming, opened his eyes and bowed slightly: "Dare to ask if the person who came is Zhu Gongzi?" ”
Zhu Wenyu is even more strange, this monk came here in the middle of the night to look for himself, but his mind was racing, he knew that it must be the bat master, but he didn't know what the hell this bat master was doing, he didn't come, but he sent a monk to look for him.
"The kid is Zhu Wenyu, may I ask the master...... Although Zhu Wenyu is lazy by nature and does not taboo everything, he still has to have some respect for the monks, and he can't smile like he did to the bat master.
"The poor monk came from the Pure Heart Temple, and an old benefactor named Bat Ye wanted to invite Zhu Gongzi to the Pure Heart Temple to meet."
"Why didn't Master Bat himself come?"
"The old benefactor was seriously injured, and the poor monk came over to ask the donor to come over to see him for the last time."
"What? The old boy is injured? How did it get hurt? Is it heavy or not? Where is the Pure Heart Temple? Take me there. Zhu Wenyu was so shocked that he didn't notice that it was the "last side", and asked repeatedly.
"The Pure Heart Temple is three or four miles east of here, please follow me...... Ah" Before the monk finished speaking, Zhu Wenyu was no longer in front of him. Zhu Wenyu has learned light skills with Bat Ye for more than a year, and he has also achieved a little success in practicing the internal skills of Yi Qi Health Preservation Technique, although he is not a first-class skill in the rivers and lakes, but he is also very fast and abnormal, the monk is not a person who learns martial arts, and it looks like he is naturally a ghost.
Zhu Wenyu dropped the monk and ran wildly, but after a meal, he had walked out of the road for four or five miles, and saw that there was a small temple in the middle of the mountain, and when he looked closely, the temple door was the plaque of "Jingxin Temple", but the temple was small and broken, and the grass was overgrown in all directions, and it was obvious that the incense was not prosperous, but it was just a small temple that was not famous.
The temple door was not closed, I am afraid that the temple is small and even the thieves disdain to patronize it, Zhu Wenyu hurriedly rushed into the temple and shouted loudly: "Lord Bat! Lord Bat! Old boy! The bat master ----" is particularly loud in the empty night.
A dilapidated meditation hall in front of him pushed open the door with a "squeak", and an old monk with a white beard walked out, and said to Zhu Wenyu: "Amitabha, dare to ask if the donor is Zhu Gongzi?" ”
"It's Zhu Wenyu, dare to ask the master, where is the bat master?" Zhu Wenyu asked repeatedly.
"Amitabha. The old donor was seriously injured in the chest and was severely poisoned, and was resting in the meditation hall, waiting for the little donor, the little donor, please come in. The old monk said busily.
Zhu Wenyu rushed into the meditation room, only to see a bloody breath in the room, and there was a person lying on the couch, who was the bat master he hadn't seen for a long time.
"Old boy, Master Bat, what's wrong with you?" Zhu Wenyu hurriedly went over, only to see Wei Yixiao lying motionless with his eyes closed, with a large patch of blood on his chest and clothes, Zhu Wenyu was shocked, rushed over and grabbed Wei Yixiao's hand, and shouted while shaking: "Bat Master!" Lord Bat!! Wake up! What happened to you? As soon as he took a sniff, he only felt that Wei Yi was angry like a gossamer, and he only had half a life left.
"Don't shake it, shake it to death!" Wei smiled and said in a faint voice.
Zhu Wenyu hurriedly stopped, didn't dare to move, and shouted: "Master Bat, who hurt you?" What do you think? ”
"It's okay, I had a fight with a masked man, I guess I'm going to return to heaven today. If I hadn't met this old monk, I was afraid that I would have seen Hades earlier. Wei smiled miserably.
Zhu Wenyu was stunned, originally hearing Wei Yixiao can speak, he thought that the matter was not big, but who knew that it was so bad: "Who did it?" Tell me, I'll go to him! ”
"It's useless." Wei Yixiao smiled lightly and shook his head slightly: "I don't know who he is, I borrowed some silver from the Prime Minister's Mansion, and I saw him come out of the Prime Minister's Mansion with a mask, thinking he was a thief, who knows that it was still a hard idea, and he was accidentally planted in the hands of a nobody, grandma's, stinky boy, that kid's martial arts are not low, even if you know who it is, you can't beat him." ”
"Then you also tell me, I will find him to avenge you in the future." After more than a year of getting along, although he has been fighting back and forth without giving in, he has been very close in his heart, and this bat master has taught himself light skills, although he is not really an apprentice, but it can be regarded as a master and apprentice, Zhu Wenyu has already regarded the bat master as a relative, and shouted.
"Forget it." Wei Yixiao smiled slightly: "You beat me and I beat yours, it's too troublesome, my bat master has been walking the rivers and lakes for thirty or forty years, there will always be such a day, anyway, I have had enough to play, I have eaten enough, and I have eaten enough, it is not short-lived." Stinky boy, you haven't walked the rivers and lakes, you know that these are useless, and you don't have to think about revenge. Later, Master Bat and I die, you and the old monk can just find a grave and bury me, anyway, I haven't found the sect leader after looking for more than ten years, and it's faded. ”
"Amitabha." The old monk sighed behind him.
"That'...... Then I'll find the sect leader for you......" Zhu Wenyu didn't know what to say.