"Oh, Ah Rong, I don't know how much you ask, that strong King Kong leg has only been there for two days in total, how do I know where he ran after coming down the mountain."

Zheng Jirong sighed regretfully after hearing this, it was a pity that he passed by this master among the masters.

In front of a thatched-looking house, Zheng Jirong met Master Changmei, the director of the Oolong Academy, who was sitting cross-legged on a futon with his back to them.

Zheng Jirong was about to step forward to say hello, but was stopped by the old master raising his hand, he said with a serious face: "Ah Rong, if it is not expected, the master should be studying the supreme secret method of this sect - [Boruo Prajna Secret Heart Sutra], the power of this method is not trivial, a careless radius of ten miles will turn into powder, for the sake of safety, let's leave first." ”

“.”

Zheng Jirong was stunned, what kind of thing turned into powder, your house is all flour, right?

But after thinking about it, he thinks it's okay to withdraw first, the reason is reasonable, he is really a little afraid of these funny characters.

After the two of them looked at each other, they both slowed down and turned to leave slowly, when a sudden snoring sound came from behind them.

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"Senior brother, are you sure that the master is practicing the [Boruo Prajna Secret Heart Sutra] and not the [Sleeping Arhat Fist]?"

"Well, the master must have been overworked these days, so I'm going to wake him up."

Seeing the old master swaggering towards the futon, Zheng Jirong quietly took a few steps back, and sure enough, a minute later, the old master with a blue nose and swollen face was thrown out, and the door of the thatched hut was tightly closed.

Zheng Jirong hurriedly stretched out his hand and stepped forward to catch it, but a huge force instantly spread to his arms, and he held the old master and retreated straight for more than ten meters before he stopped.

"Whew"

Zheng Jirong let out a breath of turbidity, this master of Changmei's martial arts is really unfathomable, and he can force him back more than ten meters if he throws someone out, and it is estimated that the king of Dongying's killers, Tears and Seven Dragons, is not enough for the master to fight with one hand.

After dusting off his clothes and arranging his collar, Zheng Jirong paced forward and arched his hand outside the house: "Hello Master Changmei, I am a junior of martial arts from Hong Kong Island who came to visit you. ”

Seeing that there was no sound coming from the house, Zheng Jirong curled his brows and continued: "Master, your Oolong Courtyard is really a good place with beautiful mountains and rivers, but I see that these thatched houses seem to be a little dilapidated, I want to donate hundreds of thousands to our courtyard, you see."

Syllable!

The door of the house opened instantly, and an old man with a stiff face walked out of it, and after making eye contact with Zheng Jirong, he grinned and laughed: "Donor, you have a light on your forehead, a spiritual light in your eyes, the reincarnation of an immortal, a god descending to earth, I finally waited for you!" ”

Zheng Jirong looked at the only one front tooth he had lost, and said with a smile: "The master is polite, I'm just a butcher, where did the gods come from." ”

At this time, the old master, who was lying on the ground and pretending to be dead, dodged to the master's ear and didn't know what to whisper, and when he was halfway through, he also showed the master the Hong Kong dollar in his arms.

Words and deeds all show four words: fat sheep, quick slaughter.

After a while, the master and apprentice stared at Zheng Jirong with glowing eyes and said, "Since the donor is here to visit, let's start now, shall we?" ”

"Okay."

Five minutes later, Zheng Jirong smoked a cigarette and smiled at the five people in the Oolong Courtyard who were counting Hong Kong dollars in front of him, saying that they were visiting, but in fact, there were only a few houses in total, and in the past five minutes, the group of people in front of him took him back and forth several times, but one of them was a scripture pavilion, but they didn't let themselves go in.

After they finished counting the money, Zheng Jirong snuffed out his cigarette butt and said, "Master, can I stay overnight for a few days, and after staying in the high-rise buildings on Hong Kong Island for a long time, I can't help but want to breathe a few more breaths of fresh air in the mountains here." ”

After hearing this, Master Changmei nodded with a smile and said, "Of course OK, Ah Rong can live as long as you want." ”

The senior brother next to him also echoed and said, "Yes, Ah Rong, what do you want to eat, I'll go and cook it for you now." ”

"Haha, senior brother, just do it, I'm not a picky eater."

"Good! I'm going to make you a special trick for you today! ”

After the senior brother left, Xiaolong came over and pulled Zheng Jirong's pants and said, "Brother Rong, can you teach me how to use a flying knife, your flying knife is so cool." ”

Zheng Jirong crossed his head twice, so he acted as a question: "Xiaolong, it's not that Brother Rong doesn't want to teach you, it's just that my flying knife is the only one in the family, and it is passed on to men and women. ”

After hearing this, Xiaolong exclaimed pity: "Then won't I never be able to learn?" ”

"Xiaolong, you are so stupid", Xiaowen on the side came over with his little short legs and said: "Don't you think Brother Rong is a family when he is his father?" ”

Zheng Jirong secretly praised this little fat man, but he still refused: "This matter must not be done, how can we recognize our father for no reason when we are peers?" ”

"So be it!" Zheng Jirong crossed a small bald head in each hand, squatted and said to them: "You two recognize me as the eldest brother, and the eldest brother will share any good things with you in the future, Xiaowen, do you want to go to the big city of Hong Kong Island to eat delicious food and have fun?" ”

"Yes!"

Xiaowen immediately agreed, shook Zheng Jirong's arm and said, "Big brother! You are so rich, you will not starve. ”

When Zheng Jirong heard it, he playfully flicked his fat little face, you little chubby dun looks like you've been hungry.

He turned his head to look at the frowning little dragon, and continued to bewitch: "Little dragon, you don't know, the flying knife in my family's martial arts is just a small skill, and there is also a kung fu that uses qi to control the sword, that is the absolute learning in the peerless learning, as long as you practice to a high depth, no matter how hard he is, he can cut it to a mess with a knife, and after practicing Xiaolong's martial arts talent, he is absolutely invincible in the world!" ”

"Big brother!"

"Yes, good."

Zheng Jirong proudly coiled the two little bald heads, and successfully won over these two little guys, this trip was not in vain.

The senior brother is not lying, his craftsmanship is really good, and the table full of fasting looks full of color, flavor and flavor, but this raw material is a little

Roasted tofu with broccoli, stewed tofu with tomato, Dongpo tofu, fragrant dried tofu.

After Zheng Jirong glanced at the table full of tofu, he couldn't help but whisper to the old master: "Senior brother, is it that senior brother he can only make tofu?" ”

The old master shook his head and said, "No, the senior brother can cook a lot of dishes, but two days ago, the master took pity on the old man who sold tofu, and bought two large buckets of tofu at once, so only tofu can be eaten these days." ”

"Uh, okay."

Seeing that Zheng Jirong seemed to be a little dissatisfied with the meal, the old master patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, Ah Rong, there will be a big dish specially made for you later!" ”

"Really?"

Zheng Jirong glanced at the old master suspiciously, he didn't believe that he could make an exception to eat meat for him, and a few minutes later, the senior brother came over with a stove in one hand, and there was an iron pot on the stove.

The old master raised his hand and introduced angrily:

"This is the famous dish of our Oolong Courtyard - pickled cabbage and tofu!"

"I'm damn it~"

Following.

At the foot of Datun Mountain, Zheng Jirong threw the car key to Long Jiu, "I won't send you, you can drive my car back." ”

Long Jiu glanced at Zheng Jirong, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he said that he would not send it, but he sent himself directly to the bottom of the mountain.

"You should be careful on the mountain, this barren mountain and old forest, if you disappear, I won't be able to find you when I look for you."

"Crow's mouth, I won't be missing if you disappear, let's go, I'm going up the mountain."

Long Jiu crossed his arms and teased: "Do you like to eat tofu in the temple so much?" ”

"yes, do you want me to eat your tofu?"

"Hmph", Long Jiu glared at Zheng Jirong and turned around and left without looking back, looking at her back, Zheng Jirong touched his chin, it seems that this trip to the Oolong Academy has brought her a lot closer.

When he returned to Dao Oolong Courtyard, he was surprised to find several middle-aged women waiting in a long line at the gate of the courtyard, not knowing what they were doing.

Zheng Jirong walked to the side of the team and asked curiously, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Apply."

"Apply?"

Zheng Jirong took a few steps back, looked at the dark-skinned woman with a big gourd face in front of him, and then suddenly realized: "Oh, auntie, you came to apply for the chef's job, right?" ”

"Phew! Who's your aunt? The old lady is only eighteen this year, and she came to apply for a wet nurse. ”

"Ah, you have at such a young age?"

"My mother just gave birth, can't I?!"

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When he entered the Oolong Courtyard, he learned from the old master's explanation that because Xiaowen had been depressed during this time, the dean was worried that he would suffer from jade disease if he continued like this, so he specially issued a recruitment revelation to find a nurse for Xiaowen who could make him happy.

Nurses are recruited inside the temple

This is also too nonsensical.

And according to Zheng Jirong's relationship yesterday, he didn't find out where Xiaowen's fat dun had a tendency to get jade disease.

The old master beside him squeezed Zheng Jirong with his shoulder at this time and said, "Ah Rong, how about you look at the one you went in just now?" ”

"Not good."

"Hey, Ah Rong, don't ask for so much."

"It's not that I'm demanding, I don't even know where you pulled these old shallots."

"It's good luck to find such a thing in the barren mountains and mountains."

Just as he was talking, a kite fell from the sky and landed right at Zheng Jirong's feet.

The old master looked at the kite on the ground, smashed his mouth and said, "Hey, why is this kite so familiar?" ”

"No, senior brother, no one is stealing this thing from you, so you can take it if you like."

"No, Ah Rong", the old master picked up the kite and said, "It does look familiar, by the way!" ”

He suddenly said with excitement on his face: "This kite is Ah Zhen." ”

"Ah Zhen?"

The old master was about to explain, when he suddenly looked at a woman who walked in from outside the door, and he muttered stupidly, "Ah Zhen."

Zheng Jirong followed his gaze, and a woman in a white dress suddenly came into view, the woman was exquisite-looking, with a pitiful face, and the difference was that there was a clear and sparse between her eyebrows and eyes, and her temperament was very cold.

At this time, Zheng Jirong suddenly recalled this plot, this woman was the evil master who came to the Oolong Courtyard to steal the [Washing the Marrow Sutra] - the witch Ah Zhen!

(End of chapter)