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Zheng Jirong is teaching Xiaolong to practice flying knives in the back mountain.

I have to say that this little guy's martial arts talent is simply appalling, and the little ghost who is only five or six years old has been able to do it for two days of practice, although he is limited by age, his speed and strength are a little worse, but Zheng Jirong is definitely not as good as him at Xiaolong's age, after all, he doesn't know what the original owner was doing when he was four or five years old.

Shout!

The little dragon leaped into the air, twisted in the air, and shot three throwing knives in each hand, the tip of each knife tightly inserted into the bull's-eye drawn on the tree.

"Wow!"

The old master, who had watched for a long time, applauded and exclaimed: "Xiaolong, you are really powerful, every knife is inserted so accurately!" I think you're completely out of school! ”

"No", Xiaolong shook his head and said: "I don't have the strength of my eldest brother, he can shoot the entire blade into the tree every time, and I only have the tip of the knife to shoot in." ”

"Hey", the old master glanced at Zheng Jirong and said disdainfully: "Why do you want to work so hard, it's better to pick up dung with great strength!" ”

"Oh, senior brother, you're arguing to death, can you not disturb me and my eldest brother to practice."

Xiaolong impatiently hammered the old master twice, although he was young, he was an out-and-out martial idiot, and he had a great interest in facing flying knives that he had never been exposed to before.

Zheng Jirong crossed Xiaolong's bald head and said to him: "I've been practicing all morning, let's rest for a while, Xiaolongling will go to the front yard to pour a cup of tea." ”

"Okay big brother!"

When Xiaolong heard this, he immediately ran to the courtyard, looking at his bouncing back, the old master muttered unhappily: "I don't know what ecstasy soup I poured into it, so I listen to you." ”

Zheng Jirong smiled, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and threw it to the old master, he held it up and pretended to be disdainful: "What are you doing, you want to please me?" ”

"Hahaha", Zheng Jirong stepped forward and hugged the old master's neck and smiled: "Yes, you are my senior brother, shouldn't I please you." ”

"Don't scream, the master said that your secular identity is too complicated, and only accept you as a lay disciple, but I am the official second senior brother of the Oolong Academy, which is different from you."

After Zheng Jirong heard this, he deliberately said with a straight face: "Yes, senior brother, so you are putting up a fight for me?" ”

"No, you can call it if you want."

"Tell me, what the hell is it for?"

"For what?"

Zheng Jirong's hand around his neck tightened, "Obviously, I called me Brother Rong yesterday, and said that if Xiaowen farts again while sleeping in the future, you will go to Hong Kong Island to seek refuge with me, but the next day you will give me a look, senior brother, you still say that there is nothing wrong?!" ”

"Oh, it hurts, Ah Rong, your arm is lighter."

After Zheng Jirong let go of his arm, the old master scurried back seven or eight meters, and after estimating a safe distance, he pointed at Zheng Jirong and said bitterly: "You still have the face to call me senior brother!" You know I like Ah Zhen, but why do you force her to wash your clothes?! Don't you know that the eldest sister-in-law is like a mother? Would you ask your mom to do your laundry? ”

“.”

"You don't have anything to say!"

Zheng Jirong spread his hands and said, "That's it?" ”

"Isn't that enough?"

"Alas", Zheng Jirong beckoned to the old master, "Senior brother, I'll tell you when you come over." ”

"No!

The old master immediately shook his head and said, "What if you want to beat me when I pass, let's keep a little distance." ”

Seeing him look like such a scoundrel, Zheng Jirong was helpless, this guy has practiced light skills for decades, and his escape methods can be called the first-class among the first-class, compared to it, even the senior brother can't catch up with him.

"Okay, then you just stand there, tell me how Ah Zhen told you that I forced her?"

"Okay, listen"

It turned out that when he got up in the morning to release the water, he happened to see Ah Zhen holding a wooden basin out to dry clothes, he originally wanted to peek at Ah Zhen's underwear, but after secretly following up, he found that it was all Zheng Jirong's clothes!

It's no wonder that he can tell it at a glance, after all, a few men in the courtyard, Zheng Jirong is wearing a leather jacket and sweatshirt, which is completely different from their monk's clothes, he was so angry that he was about to rush to Ah Zhen's room to arrest him, a female godman, but was bumped into by Ah Zhen, after hearing the old master's question, Ah Zhen said that she saw that Zheng Jirong couldn't wash his clothes and helped him wash them.

How can the old master believe this nonsense, I still don't know how to wash my underwear, why don't you wash it for me.

So he was sure that Zheng Jirong forced Ah Zhen to do this, so he came to show him his face.

After the old master finished speaking, Zheng Jirong raised his palm and rubbed his forehead, such a simple thing was so complicated by this old boy.

He glanced at the old master who was still sulking, this guy was miserable and fell in love.

With his current state, even if he directly told him that the witch of Ah Jin was to lower his vigilance against her so that she could steal the [Washing the Pulp Sutra] of the Sutra Pavilion, he would not believe it.

So Zheng Jirong thought about it and put his hand into his pants pocket.

The old master, who had been paying attention to him, said in a panic when he saw this: "No, Brother Rong, I am also your senior brother, you won't shoot me with a knife, right?" ”

Zheng Jirong glared at him angrily, took out a large stack of banknotes from his pocket and shook it, "Don't you want to ask Ah Zhen why he is willing to wash my clothes, that's why." ”

"Money?!"

"Yes!" Zheng Jirong nodded and said: "She can stay as a wet nurse not because the salary we give her is high enough, this woman is very greedy for money, she found me yesterday and said that she could let me help her wash her clothes, but a thousand yuan a piece, anyway, I can't spend enough money, so I promised her." ”

The old master frowned and nodded when he heard this, it seems that this is indeed the case after dealing with Ah Zhen in the past two days, it seems that he may have really misunderstood Ah Rong.

Thinking of this, he instantly walked towards Zheng Jirong with open arms with a smile on his face, "Ah Rong, I knew that I misunderstood you, don't be angry, senior brother will open a small stove for you at night, please eat something good." ”

"You don't come", Zheng Jirong pushed him away, "It's either tofu or dried tofu, and I can't find some cabbage if I want to eat it." ”

After hearing Zheng Jirong's complaint, the old master whispered in his ear with a smile: "I caught a pheasant last night, and when the master and they all slept in the evening, we roasted it." ”

"Senior brother, you really have a hand, by the way, aren't you a monk?"

"yes."

"How can you be a monk to eat meat, where is the pheasant, you take it out and give it to me, I secretly released it alone."

"Hey, although wine and meat are the intestinal poison of our monks, and chicken, duck and fish are the enemies of life and death, but the so-called enemies are very red when they meet, so I must destroy it fiercely tonight!"

At night, in the bamboo forest behind the Oolong Temple.

The old master was brushing the roast chicken sandwiched on the fire with honey, Zheng Jirong took out a few cans of beer from his arms and put them on the ground, pulled open the pull ring and poured it into his mouth, and urged: "Okay, senior brother, aren't they all cooked, why do you still need to brush honey." ”

"Hey, Ah Rong, you don't understand, after brushing the honey and baking it for a while, it will taste fragrant~"

Seeing that he was about to drool, Zheng Jirong said with disgust: "You brush it back, don't drip saliva on the roast chicken." ”

"Don't worry, it's not the first time I've made roast chicken."

“.”

After a while, Zheng Jirong couldn't wait to tear a chicken leg off the grill, and after taking a bite, the taste was so good that he couldn't believe it.

The skin is crispy and the meat is tender, and the oil is fragrant.

After a few bites, Zheng Jirong tore off another chicken wing, and praised while gnawing: "It's a pity that you don't want to be a cook with this skill, senior brother, if you want to open a store to find me in the future, I will invest in you." ”

"Okay, after that, I'll open a roast chicken restaurant on Hong Kong Island."

"Senior brother, you really want to be vulgar."

"I didn't think about it before, but after seeing Ah Zhen, I had such an idea.

After Zheng Jirong heard this, he threw away the chicken bones in his hand, rubbed his hands and said to the old master: "Senior brother, tell me honestly, what do you like about this Ah Zhen?" Don't say anything like her character, this woman is lazy and cunning, and her personality can be said to be useless, don't say anything about love at first sight, although she is very beautiful, but compared to Ah Jiu who came with me last time, she looks similar to her, but I haven't seen you like Ah Jiu, so where is she so attractive to you? ”

After listening to Zheng Jirong's words, the old master silently poured a sip of beer into his mouth, and after being silent for a while, he slowly spoke: "A few years ago"

After he finished speaking, Zheng Jirong nodded, it turned out that a few years ago, there were two famous killers in the rivers and lakes who came to their Oolong Courtyard to steal martial arts cheats, one of them was called Red Lemon is a disguise master, she deliberately approached the old master after changing her appearance, and the two of them have a good impression of each other over time, although Red Lemon is an aunt who can only be said to be delicate when she is not disguised, but this does not affect the old master's feelings for her at all, but unfortunately something happened in the end, and Red Lemon still left him.

And coincidentally, this Ah Zhen's appearance is exactly the same as that of the red lemon after his disguise!

Zheng Jirong asked the old master: "So you don't like Ah Zhen, just because her face reminds you of the red lemon you used to have?" ”

"Maybe, forget it, don't think about it so much."

After the old master finished speaking, he wanted to tear another piece of chicken from behind the grill, but now the grill was already empty, looking at the chicken bones under Zheng Jirong's feet, the old master said with a bitter face: "Ah Rong, you are too insidious, tempting me to speak, but you are eating hard!" ”

"Atmospheric brother, after I go down the mountain, I will ask the employees of my company to send a large number of food and drink to the master and brother every month, and you can eat roast chicken every day!"

"Cut, who knows when your kid will come down the mountain."

"It's almost over, I have a lot of things to do on Hong Kong Island, when the time comes, you can go down the mountain with me, and I will build you an oolong courtyard on Hong Kong Island."

At this time, there was a sudden sound of fighting in the Oolong Courtyard in front, Zheng Jirong and the old master glanced at each other, kicked the soil under their feet to the charcoal fire, and then hurried to the courtyard.

Inside the Pavilion of the Scriptures.

The senior brother formed a claw-like hand, grabbed Ah Zhen's wrist, and sneered at her: "I didn't expect you to show your original form in just a few days, it's really impatient!" ”

"Get out of the way, old bald donkey!"

Ah Zhen kicked the senior brother away, and before he could react, he threw a poisonous needle at him, the senior brother hurriedly turned around and dodged, Ah Zhen took the opportunity to jump out of the window in a hurry, but as soon as he landed, he met the old master and Zheng Jirong who rushed over!

Seeing this, Zheng Jirong jumped up on the ground, slid out a short knife from his sleeve, and slashed at Ah Zhen in the air.

The long sword in Ah Zhen's hand swung and flirted, blocking the blade at the same time as the blade also went towards the opponent's neck, Zheng Jirong twisted his waist to dodge the sword, and the true qi poured into the blade, and he rushed towards Ah Zhen from the bottom up, but this inevitable blow was blocked by her holding the sword steadily!

Grass!

How are they all masters!

Zheng Jirong scolded secretly, relying on the blessing of super sense, he attacked Ah Zhen without any intimidation, and the courtyard was filled with swords and swords in an instant.

At this time, the senior brother also jumped out of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, he rushed to the battlefield of the two with claws in both hands, with his help, Zheng Jirong, who was about to be unable to support it, was instantly liberated, he stepped on the ground and took a few steps back and shot more than a dozen flying knives at Ah Zhen!

Ah Zhen faced the fierce attack of the senior brother dragon claw hand and beware of the sinister villain who fired the hidden weapon, and he was defeated before he knew how to do it, and was grabbed by the senior brother and pressed to the ground with both arms.

Zheng Jirong shouted to the old master who had been watching coldly: "Senior brother, come and check if she is wearing a disguise mask, and see if this woman is the red lemon you have in mind!" ”

After hesitating for a moment, the old master gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! ”

He stretched out his right hand and walked towards Ah Zhen on the ground, and said as he went:

"Tonight, let me use my flesh to test her true body!"

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