"Who?!"

Zheng Jirong snorted coldly in the direction of speaking.

A few words of strangers suddenly appeared in the deep mountains and old forests, and the voices were quite terrifying.

Seeing that no one responded, Zheng Jirong held Long Jiu's thigh with one hand and lifted it up, and three flying knives appeared between his fingers with the palm of his other hand.

He stared at the bushes on the left, and deliberately opened his mouth to scare: "I'll count to three, and if I don't come out, I'm welcome." ”

"Three!"

The throwing knife instantly shot into the jungle where he spoke before!

"Wait!"

A little child jumped out from behind the tree, not only caught the thrown knife in the air, but also instantly knocked the flying knife back to Zheng Jirong's direction with a twist in the air.

Seeing this, Zheng Jirong kicked the ground with Long Jiu's heel, and flew seven or eight meters upside down in an instant, and at this time, the flying knife was shooting deeply on the ground where he was standing before.

"Who are you!"

A small bald head who looked to be only five or six years old, wearing monk's robes, stretched out his arms and posed to Zheng Jirong and asked.

Seeing this little monk Zheng Jirong suddenly knew in his heart, he glanced at the flying knife on the ground, and secretly sighed that this little ghost had started practicing since he beat his mother's womb?

His own flying knife can't be caught by ordinary people's masters, but as a result, this little ghost can not only catch it easily, but also beat it back easily.

Well, Zheng Jirong nodded secretly, it seems that this little guy is a one-in-a-million martial arts wizard like himself.

"Ahem", Zheng Jirong coughed lightly and said, "Little master, we are tourists climbing the mountain. ”

"Tourists?"

The little monk said with a face full of disbelief: "How can tourists make flying knives?" ”

"Little master doesn't know, my former profession was a butcher who killed pigs, and it is reasonable to bring a few flying knives when traveling, right?"

"Eh" The little monk touched his head and nodded blankly: "What you said seems to make some sense." ”

At this time, Long Jiu whispered in Zheng Jirong's ear: "This kid is not an ordinary person, you should be careful." ”

Zheng Jirong nodded slightly, can a child who can leap several meters in the air be an ordinary person?

With a gentle smile on his face, he said to the little monk, "What about the little master?" ”

When the little monk heard this, he looked into the bushes behind him, and then there was a child's voice over there,

"Senior brother, let's go out, big brother and big sister are not bad people."

"Huh", the old master shook his head, and said with a serious face: "The rivers and lakes are sinister and have to be guarded against, let Xiaolong take the lead, let's withdraw~"

He pulled Xiaowen and was about to return to the temple first, but as soon as he turned around, he found a tall figure blocking in front of him.

The old master was stunned, and after a few seconds, he raised his head and said with a smile: "Wow, this gentleman is really tall and mighty, we just happened to pass by"

"Big brother, don't hit me, I didn't see anything just now."

"Yes, we monks never lie."

"Hahaha", looking at the two monks in front of him, one old and one young, Zheng Jirong smiled heartily: "Where did the two masters say this, from your neat uniforms and kind eyes, I can completely feel your sincerity." ”

"yes, hey, hey."

Looking at the middle-aged monk in front of him who was three points similar to Ada, the corners of Zheng Jirong's mouth rose: "I don't know what a few masters call yet?" ”

"Oh, this gentleman can just call me old master, this little fat man is Xiaowen, the one who flew out just now is Xiaolong, we are all monks from the Oolong Academy on the mountain."

"It turned out to be the old master", Zheng Jirong pretended to be surprised and stretched out a hand from behind his back and said: "Under Zheng Jirong." ”

"Oh, it's Mr. Zheng, look up for a long time."

"I'm glad I will."

"Lucky will be lucky ~"

"Long admiration, long admiration~"

"That's right", after Zheng Jirong shook hands with him tightly, he shook Long Jiu, who had watched the play for a long time behind him, and introduced: "This is Miss Long Jiu, she accidentally broke her foot just now, so I carried her on my back, master, don't misunderstand, we are innocent." ”

"Oh~" After the old master nodded to Long Jiu with a smile, he turned to Zheng Jirong and asked, "Mr. Zheng, where are you going, why are you still walking up the mountain." ”

"If you don't mind, the master will call me Ah Rong, I can't hide it, the master's appearance is very similar to one of my friends in life and death on Hong Kong Island, and I feel very kind when I see you."

"Is it", the old master was surprised, "there is anyone in the world who can be as handsome as me?" Another day, I must go to Hong Kong Island to see and see. ”

"Haha, the master is really free and easy, speaking of which, Ah Jiu and I are going to visit the Oolong Courtyard on the mountain, since we can meet you all of you, why don't we go together?"

"Well, that's it." Just when the old master was hesitating, Xiaowen beside him was the first to refuse: "No, our master said that the Oolong Academy is now in seclusion and refuses to allow any tourists to visit." ”

"What! Is there such a thing? ”

Zheng Jirong said regretfully: "That's a pity, I originally brought more than 100,000 Hong Kong dollars to donate to the Oolong Courtyard to add sesame oil money, but I didn't expect it"

After speaking, he took out a large stack of banknotes from his arms and looked straight at the old master, Xiaowen and others.

Xiaowen pulled the old master's pants and whispered: "Senior brother, this big brother is so rich, if he donates to the Oolong Academy, won't we have to go down the mountain every day to make a fortune?" ”

Xiaolong on the side also echoed: "Yes, I have never seen such money when I am so old, I must not let him go!" ”

When the old master heard this, he hated iron and said, "You guys are really useless!" Have you forgotten how the master usually taught us?! ”

As soon as the words fell, his right hand stretched out like electricity, and took out the banknote in Zheng Jirong's hand and stuffed it into his arms, and raised his hand to lead the way: "Two donors, please." ”

“.”

On the way up the mountain, Xiaowen asked strangely, "Senior brother, is this how the master usually teaches us?" ”

The old master patted the banknote in his arms and said, "Yes, you don't take advantage of it." ”

The top of Datun Mountain.

Zheng Jirong finally saw the Oolong Courtyard that he had been thinking about after coming to Bay Island.

How to say it, it's quite big, but it's just that there are some thatched and wooden houses, and there is not even a big hall, to say that the most valuable thing in the entire Oolong Courtyard is estimated to be the big bell in the pavilion, compared with the Shanyuan Villa that I have been to before, it is simply a heaven and a place.

"This is the Oolong Temple?"

The old master nodded and said, "Yes, I'll take you to meet the master first." ”

"Don't be in a hurry first", Zheng Jirong shook Long Jiu behind him again: "You find me a place, I'll put my companion down first." ”

"Oh, I almost forgot if you didn't say it, don't worry, we have a women's dormitory dedicated to receiving female guests, and I'll bring you a bottle of medicinal wine later."

Under the guidance of the old master, Zheng Jirong followed him into the courtyard, and after turning crookedly for seven or eight times, he finally saw the women's dormitory by a stream.

After Zheng Jirong put Long Jiu on the bed, he looked at the antique environment around him and sighed: "This room can be regarded as an antique, and the thatched houses in front of it are not at all a grade compared to this." ”

"Yes, our Oolong Courtyard has always been very good to female guests, you sit down first, and I'll go get the medicine and wine."

After the old master went out, Long Jiu moved his ankle and couldn't help but speak: "The people here are weird, and not only the little monk before, that old master also looks quite unusual, I didn't see how he made a move just now, and the banknote in your hand has already reached his arms." ”

Zheng Jirong smiled and said nothing after hearing this, although there are only a few monks in the Oolong Academy, almost all of them are masters, even Xiaowen, who usually looks the most unreliable, has an iron head skill, as far as he knows, the old master does not use a bell pestle when he rings the bell every morning, but Xiaowen's head!

"Don't worry, I know it."

"But speaking of which, what are you here for? It's not just for sightseeing, right? ”

Zheng Jirong shrugged his shoulders and said with feeling: "Frankly speaking, in fact, I don't do anything, if I really want to say a reason, it is that I want to meet a few more good friends." ”

When Long Jiu heard him say this, his face was a little strange and said, "I don't think they are like good people, they are all money fans, I don't know where you can see that they are good." ”

Zheng Jirong chuckled and said, "You policemen look like bad people." ”

He walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, looked into Long Jiu's eyes and asked, "Do you think I look like a bad person?" ”

Long Jiu glanced at Zheng Jirong deeply, and after being silent for a while, he spoke: "As the eldest brother of the largest community on Hong Kong Island, of course you are a bad person, but if you put aside this identity, you are actually not bad. ”

"Huh", Zheng Jirong waved his hand in disappointment, "In the eyes of the citizens of Yau Tsim Wang, my image is better than that of you royal police, if Hong Kong Island could also elect legislators, I would have become a parent official for the people." ”

Long Jiu frowned and was about to refute him when he heard this, when the door opened, and the old master walked in with a bottle, "I brought the medicinal wine." ”

Seeing the two people staring at each other in the room, he said confusedly: "What's wrong with you guys, are you quarreling?" ”

"Thank you, give me the potion and wine, you guys go out."

"Oh, yes."

The old master put the medicinal wine next to Long Jiu's bed, and after seeing Zheng Jirong glaring at him, he hurriedly ran out with him.

"Ah Rong, why are you running so fast?"

"If you run slowly, you'll be smoked to death by athlete's foot."

"No, this Miss Long looks so temperamental, she can have athlete's foot?"

"What about temperament, even if it's a fairy, you have to eat and."

"It's really rewarding to hear you say that."

Under the opening of money, the relationship between Zheng Jirong and the old master quickly became familiar, and after a while, he was already hooked up and called brothers.

"Speaking of which, the people of our Oolong Courtyard are not very prosperous, except for senior brother, no one else has been here?"

"No," the old master shook his head and said, "Since something happened a few years ago, the master no longer allows others to enter the courtyard to visit or anything at will. ”

"Oh, I'm lucky."

"But some time ago, a person from Shaolin Temple came to visit the master, and that guy thought about how to carry forward Shaolin Kung Fu all day long, and went down the mountain in a few days."

"Shaolin Temple, his martial arts must be very good."

"yes, this guy's mighty legs look pretty bluffing."

(End of chapter)