Mao Fang opened the door, saw the housekeeper waiting outside the door, and said,

"The housekeeper is polite, just come in directly, why wait outside the door. ”

Di Shoudian narrowed his eyes, bowed slightly, and bowed slightly, and said,

"Sir, you're joking, the rules can't be abolished. ”

Mao Fang glanced around the door, and then dodged to let Di Shoudian in.

After entering the door, Di Shoudian closed the door of the house, and the two walked towards the house.

"Master, you must always remember that you are now the owner of this manor, in addition to the adult, you are the biggest, the lord must have the bearing, you did a good job of getting rid of Zhang Wuming last time, as long as you don't forget that there is another adult above us." ”

Mao Fang paced behind his hands, listened to Di Shoudian's words, glanced at him, and said lightly,

"That's it?"

Di Shoudian was stunned for a moment, and Mao Fang continued,

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Di Shoudian was not angry but happy, and said with a smile,

"Yes, yes, the children can be taught, and the old man's hard work is not in vain. ”

Mao Fang ignored Di Shoudian, sat down by himself, lifted Erlang's legs, and opened his mouth slowly.

"The butler came late at night, but what mattered. ”

Di Shoudian did not sit down, his body bowed slightly, and said,

"There are indeed some important things, I have to discuss with the master, it is related to the arrangement of the adult, and I can't be lazy, so I disturbed the lord's rest in the middle of the night, please forgive me. ”

Mao Fang jumped down from the chair, sat down with Di Shoudian's arm, poured him another cup of tea, and then said,

Mao Fang will never forget the grace of the housekeeper for the rest of his life, and in order to follow the housekeeper's teachings, Mao Fang is a little presumptuous in his words, and he asks the housekeeper not to mind. ”

Ji Shoudian nodded, took a sip of the teacup, nodded and said,

"Sit down, the old man has lived for most of his life, and he is still very accurate in looking at people, you can do what you want, don't waste the old man's hard work, otherwise you and I can't afford to spoil the adult's plan." ”

After Mao Fang sat down, he asked Shoudian in a low voice,

"What the butler said, I don't know what the adults have arranged?"

He said,

"In Pingnan City, there are a lot of adults, I will tell you first, you have to contact them more in the future, in addition, you have to remember that we are the core and most secret place of adults, those people in Pingnan City do not know that we are here, so when you go to contact in the future, do not reveal our details. ”

Mao Fang nodded, and Di Shoudian continued,

"The old man went out a trip before, and went to Songguo Mountain to see a person, this person is a person in the Zhennan army, or the guard of the guard general Lu Yiping, named Wang Ji, this person will be an important chess piece in the adult's task in the future. ”

Hearing that there were adults in the Zhennan Army, Mao Fang only felt that he was following a big man with his hands and eyes.

Mao Fang asked,

"The housekeeper wants me to connect with that Wang Ji? It's just that in my identity, I'm afraid it's not appropriate. ”

Ji Shoudian nodded and said,

"Before, the lord arranged for Zhang Wuming to give Cao Renwei, the eldest disciple in the Yunde Martial Arts Pavilion, a sum of money, so that he could leave the Yunde Martial Arts Pavilion and set up his own door, this Zhang Wuming is dead, and you will go to him in the future. There is no silver money given for free in this world, and he Cao Renwei dares to accept it, and we have a plan. When I find an opportunity, I will accompany you, and you will be Zhang Wuming's son-in-law, as for who Miss Zhang is, you can choose one of your favorite maids among the maids. But the old man wants to tell you first, the husband has made great achievements, don't always indulge in the love of children, those of us who do things for adults, if we attach too much importance to the family, we will be timid, so it is okay to marry a wife, and have children is temporarily exempted. ”

Mao Fang's face flushed, and she snorted,

"So, is that a marriage that can't be touched?"

Di Shoudian glanced at Mao Fang strangely, and when he thought that this was still a junior brother, he said,

"There are a lot of green buildings in Pingnan City, you go and taste the meat first, and I don't need to teach you the rest."

After speaking, Di Shoudian emphasized another sentence,

"Remember, don't go to Shochikukan!"

Di Shoudian got up, Mao Fang got up to send him off, and Di Shoudian said,

"What I said tonight, only you and I know, if there is something important to discuss in the future, the old man will find time to come, you and I can meet as master and servant on weekdays, the old man stays, and the small one retires. ”

Mao Fang looked at the departing housekeeper, thinking in her heart that she should go to Pingnan City first.

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Seven hundred miles west of Xiliang City, is Shikun City.

Fifty miles south of Shikun City, there is a mountain, named Shikong Mountain.

Huo Qiji rode fast all the way, and after staying in Shikun City for one night, as soon as it was dawn, he drove his horse to the foot of Shikong Mountain.

Tethering the horse to a tree, Huo Qiji walked up the steps along the mountain path.

The road is a bluestone pavement, which is very clean and free of fallen leaves and weeds.

As far as the eye can see, the winding bluestone road goes up the mountain, and under the bluestone slab, there is a drop of sweat on the back stone up the mountain.

Down-to-earth, foot-climbing.

The morning dew rolls, the grass is clear, there are pheasants chirping, fluttering edges flying, and hares squirting in the grass, quietly foraging.

Huo Qiji, who once called himself a mountain dweller, remembered the time of Tianyu Mountain.

I didn't expect that I could live in seclusion in a mountain for 13 years with a child.

In the prime of life, with the green mountains and beasts, how many people know it, and how many people can do it?

Raising his head to the sky and roaring, startling a flock of birds. He couldn't help but groan,

"The white hair hangs down three thousand feet, and he laughs at everything in the world. I see how charming Qingshan is, and I expect Qingshan to see that I should be like this. Affection and appearance, slightly similar.

Those who seek fame in the world do not know the wonderful principles of turbid mash. Looking back, the clouds are flying and the wind is rising. I don't hate the ancients, I don't see them, I hate the ancients and I don't see them. Those who know me, the second and third sons. ”

After groaning, he flicked his sleeves, the tip of his shoe lightly touched the stone surface, if a person flew Hong, and like a swimming dragon, a few ups and downs, and then flew dozens of feet.

There was a rustle, and the sound of a bamboo broom sweeping the floor came from the front.

Huo Qiji stopped his body, stood with his hands in his hands, looked in front of him, and then continued to raise his feet and slowly climb the mountain.

An old man, dressed in a monk's robe, wearing a monk's hat on his head, holding a broom in both hands, swept the stone steps one by one, the old monk's face was clear, his beard was gray, and his blue-gray robe had been washed white.

Hearing that someone was going up the mountain, the old monk stopped and turned sideways, leaned on a broom, and looked at the people coming down the mountain.

Huo Qiji walked to the old monk, stopped, faced the elders, and bowed, the old monk returned the salute, and Huo Qiji resumed climbing the mountain.

The old monk continued to sweep the floor, but said slowly,

"Sweep the floor, sweep the heart, sweep the heart, and sweep the floor!"

Huo Qi heard the sound, stopped and turned around, saluted the old monk again, and said,

"Master Xie!"

The old monk turned sideways, regarded as a half-salute, and said,

"The layman is polite, the master doesn't dare to be, the old man is just an old monk, he sang a verse casually, and the layman is polite. ”

Huo Qi Dao,

"The master is the master in my eyes, and the old monk is the old monk in the heart of the old monk!"

The old monk's eyebrows moved slightly, standing with one palm on his chest, and performing a Buddha salute.

"Amitabha, the layman's Buddhism is exquisite, and it is the old monk who has taken a look. ”

Huo Qiji returned the salute, didn't say anything, and slowly went up the mountain.

The old monk looked at the visitors who were climbing the mountain, sang a Buddha name, and continued to sweep the floor slowly.

Halfway up the mountainside, there is a magnificent temple built here, the main gate hangs a plaque, and there are three big characters on the book "Shikong Temple".

According to the historical records, the "temple" was originally the name of the official office of the former dynasty, and then there were Tianzhu monks who took the Moteng and Zhu Flange to lead the white horse camel scriptures from the Western Regions to the Central Plains, and temporarily lived in the Honglu Temple where the foreign guests and the court were in charge of the ceremonial festival.

Later, the emperor ordered people to build a monastery, in order to commemorate the White Horse Camel Sutra, named "White Horse Temple". After that, the monastery was mostly named after the "temple", and now the "White Horse Temple" is still the place where the incense of Luoyue City is prosperous.

At the beginning of the establishment of the Great Jin Dynasty, the warrior monk was sent to Shikun City in Liangzhou by Sima Chonghuo, the founder of the Great Jin Dynasty, and released Kong Mountain.

And the three words "Shikong Temple" were written by Sima Chonghuo himself.

The interpreter comes from the name of the Buddha, and the emptiness is also the realm of the Buddha.

Shikong Mountain is named after Shikong Temple.

The square in front of the temple is not small, and there are warrior monks practicing martial arts here.

Looking at the number of people, there were about hundreds of people, all of whom had shaved their hair and received ordination, and were dressed in monk's robes.

Huo Qiji frowned slightly, why do there are so many disciples in this Shikong Temple?

However, in his eyes, it is clear after a few glances that these warrior monks practice all moves, and they do not have internal strength, but with momentum alone, the disciples of Shikong Temple are not bad.

Seeing that a guest was coming, a little novice stepped forward, folded his hands and asked,

"May I ask if the layman comes to the Shikong Temple to offer incense or to visit?"

Huo Qiji looked at this small novice, but remembered his disciple Yuan Xi, and he said,

"I want to see the abbot of your temple, can you easily introduce me?"

The little novice said,

"If the layman does not want to wait here, he can enter the temple with me and wait. ”

Huo Qi said quickly,

"There is a pass from Master Lao, and you said that the mountain monk asked to see the abbot master of your temple, and I will wait here. ”

Xiao Shami performed a Buddha ritual and entered the temple to preach.

Huo Qi had nothing to do, so he watched the monks practice martial arts from afar.

Kong Wen carried a martial stick, patrolling back and forth in front of a group of disciples, which disciple's movements were not in place, he was a stick in the past, the movements were in place, and the flesh hurt and remembered for a long time.

Glancing at the person from afar, he only felt familiar, and in a trance felt that it was him, but he hadn't seen him for more than ten years, and the former handsome son seemed to have a lot of vicissitudes, so he didn't dare to confirm it.

When the man turned his head to see the group of warrior monks practicing martial arts, his eyes passed through the figures of the warrior monks, and he heard a "chuckle" in his heart, it was indeed him.

After a glance, he withdrew his gaze, and Kongwen walked back and forth, continuing to beat the disciple.

Xiao Shami walked out of the temple gate, his steps were a little fast, he trotted to Huo Qiji, and Huo Qiji, who heard the movement, turned around and looked at Xiao Shami, who was a little hurried.

The little novice was a little panting, but he didn't forget to perform a Buddha salute, took a breath, slowed down a little, and said,

"Let the monk wait for a long time, that, that, the abbot master doesn't know which guest the mountain monk is, so, so ......"

Huo Qiji smiled, I'm afraid this little novice has only been up the mountain for a short time, but it's quite cute, but it's just so clever, almost.

Suddenly, Xiao Shami's face was shocked, his mouth opened wide and he couldn't speak, while Huo Qiji shook his sleeves and turned around, protected Xiao Shami behind him with one hand, and slapped forward with one palm.

fists collide,

The hair danced, and there was a strong force between the arms, Huo Qijian did not move, his arms were slightly bent, and he pushed forward, and the person on the opposite side jumped up and made a palm, but after being stopped by his palm, he flipped back for two weeks to unload the palm power, and knelt on the ground with one hand.

He seemed to be unsatisfied, laughed twice, shouted "come again", and continued to step forward.

He had taken the opportunity to dodge away from Xiao Shami, so as not to be injured by mistake, Huo Qiji didn't want to make another move, but he didn't expect the monk to attack again.

Kongwen looked up, Huo Qiji looked at it, it turned out to be an old man, and it seemed that it would not be possible to fight well.

Xiao Shami, who was protected by Huo Qiji, had his mouth half open, a little stunned.

Xiao Shami has only been in the temple for half a year, his real name is Xing Yunqi, and the abbot master gave him a law name, called Wu Forget.

He was a poor child, his father died of illness in the family, his mother remarried, he was sent to the mountain, and unlike the group of warrior monks who practiced martial arts, he could be said to be a person in the gate of Shikong Temple.

It's just that he himself knows that it is the abbot master who has a good heart and gives him food.

He has no qualifications to practice martial arts, except for the disciples who have come up the mountain specifically to practice martial arts, only the disciples who worship the master are qualified to practice martial arts.

The temple is full of masters, but there is no master of his.

The person he admires the most is the head of the Warrior Monk Hall, Master Kongwen.

Young and dreamy, in the dream, he has a stunt, beating the bully who oppressed his family to the point of bleeding, holding his head and running away, kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy.

It's just that the bully is still a bully, crying and kneeling and begging for mercy, it was a poor little boy, and that time his father was seriously injured and has been sick ever since.

Later, he lost his home.

He craves power, but he doesn't have the money.

In fact, when he had time every day, he went to secretly look at those warrior monk disciples, and then in the dead of night, he quietly compared one or two.

In his eyes, Master Empty Wen is omnipotent.

It's just that I don't know why today, this empty master would attack this layman without saying a word.

Could it be that this layman is a bad person? No wonder the abbot master did not see the guest, and asked him to send him away, and he also instructed that no one who came to see the abbot could see him, and that he should be more clever in the future.

But at the moment when this layman stood in front of him, Little Master Wu only felt that his back was so tall and safe.

Through this layman, Wu Forget felt the palm of Master Kongwen, but the monk did not take half a step back, but the master of Kongwen that he admired was forced to retreat by this layman's palm.

While he was thinking nonsense, Master Kongwen had already exchanged hands with this layman again.

When the warrior monks and disciples saw their own sect leader and people making moves, they stopped what they were doing, after all, it was rare for a master to make such a move.

In their eyes, this Kongwen Master is like an angry King Kong, every move is infinitely powerful, and there is the power of Mount Tai, and the stranger seems to be very empty, so empty that every move of Kongwen Master is in vain.

Empty tiger eyes are round, the left arm is drawn in a semicircle, the right hand is clenched into a fist, two steps are grabbed, and the head is smashed, which is the tiger seal in the big mudra of the King Kong of the Liberation Gate.

It's just that Huo Qiji is not a tiger in the mountains, but a fairy in the clouds. He didn't collide with Kongwen, but dodged sideways, slapped it with a palm, and went straight to Kongwen's armpit.

Kongwen's left arm uses his elbow as a weapon to block the palm, and his right arm changes his move, and when he turns around, he wants to make another dragon tail mark.

At this time, Huo Qiji's original hand that attacked his armpit was long gone.

Kong Wen secretly said that it was not good in his heart, turned his toes, jumped up with his legs, protected his body with both arms, flipped around in the air, landed and opened his fist, and looked at the old man two feet away from him.

Huo Qiji looked at Kong Wen with a smile and said,

"The Ming Wang Jue of Shikong Temple really lives up to its name, this King Kong mudra really has the Arhat body, the power of subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger, Brother Kongwen, I haven't seen you for a long time, is this to greet me?"

Kong Wen snorted coldly and said,

"Senior Brother doesn't dare to be, or Senior Brother Huo's skills are superior, he was defeated by Senior Brother Huo back then, Senior Brother Huo doesn't have to be modest, your faction's Taixuan Gong is the technique to suppress the martial arts, and the exercises of the mighty rivers and lakes. ”

The last time the nine major factions jointly held a martial arts competition was fourteen years ago.

That year, the leader was Huo Qiji, the Xuanmen family.

and Kongwen ranked third.

Kong Wen once thought that the first place won by Xuanyi Sect did not match the truth, after all, Xuanyi Sect originally became the head of the Nine Great Sects and had a great relationship with the royal family.

And his kung fu is due to the lack of ornamentation, if it weren't for the majestic momentum of his big handprint, which attracted many audience cheers, I am afraid that he would not even be able to enter the top three.

Moreover, in the competition at that time, in order to avoid accidental injury, the internal strength was less than fifty percent, and his Vajra mudra was greatly discounted.

And the disciple of the Xuanyi Sect, the competition is like dancing, but he won a championship, but I am afraid that those in high positions in the judges do not understand the way of martial arts, but only understand the rules of officialdom.

After all, the deputy head of Xuanyi is the national teacher of the dynasty.

The one named Huo Qiji, the palm method he beat was called Xuanhu Palm.

Kong Wen sneered in his heart, just this palm technique, it looks like he doesn't even have any strength, it's really quite mysterious.

Because of the suspicion of Xuanyi in his heart, he was not very happy to be in the top three.

On the way back, he couldn't hold it back, so he complained to the master who led the team, Master Shi Huai, the deputy abbot of Shikong Temple at that time.

Master Shi Huai smiled and told him about some things about the Xuanyi Sect.

According to Master Shi Huai, the unique internal strength of the Xuanyi Sect is too Xuangong to be underestimated, and he has had the honor to fight with the master of the Xuanyi Sect.

Kongwen asked the master, how about winning or losing?

Master Shi Huai shook his head and said to him,

"Idiot, practicing martial arts is not to fight for winning or losing, losing is winning, winning may be losing. Studying martial arts is just a mutual corroboration. ”

At that time, when the master of Xuanyi Sect and Master Shi Huai, who had become a master of Ming Wangjue, confronted the internal force, he did not fall behind, Master Shi Huai only felt that the other party's internal strength was like the sea, and he couldn't test the depth of the other party at all.

So he told Kong Wen not to underestimate the martial arts of any sect in the world.

As for the unique martial arts of the Xuanyi Sect, it is not a Xuanhu palm technique, but it is called a palm of the hand.

When I heard this name, I was stunned.

Master Shi Huai smiled and talked to him about the martial arts inheritance of Xuanyimen.

The Xuanyi Sect is different from other sects, each disciple is taught his martial arts by his master, and this martial art is fed by the master to the disciple, according to the characteristics of the disciple, tap their potential, and let them embark on their own martial arts. Therefore, the founder of Xuanyi Sect casually said a name and took it with a palm.

Later, the nine major sects jointly held the World Martial Arts Competition, and the disciples sent by the Xuanyi Sect asked themselves to ponder a set of boxing techniques to participate in the competition, and the ranking did not matter what it was, just enter the top three.

Only then did he know that the people of the Xuanyi Sect should not be underestimated, but after all, hearing was false, and he wanted to find an opportunity to consult with the master of the Xuanyi Sect.

It's just that after that, because the dragon chair changed hands and all the states in the world became independent, this martial arts conference was no longer held, and their session became the last one.

Empty news has never forgotten the person who is the leader, Huo Qiji.

Unexpectedly, after many years, he actually saw him at his doorstep.

I regret it for many years, and it is a skill itch, if you open your mouth to learn, in case the other party does not allow it, you will forcibly make a move and lose the gift of the empty temple, so he took advantage of the fact that he did not enter the temple gate, and he did not say hello.

As soon as Kong Wen made a move, he used seven successes, after all, he shot from behind, and it was for competition, but in order to let the other party go all out, he didn't care about the rules of the rivers and lakes.

Sure enough, Huo Qiji's internal force was really strong, and his domineering seal was taken over by him, and then the palm burst out with even more force, forcing him back.

In the next competition, Kongwen knew that he had fallen behind and lost his skills.

The last moment of his own, he was a little in a hurry, if he didn't feel wrong, the other party seemed to have a palm swept to his waist.

I just don't know if it's a missed palm, or if it's intentional.

Kongwen is a straight person, and if he loses, he loses, after all, in his own territory, he doesn't lose face.

Turning back to the disciples and drinking,

"Look at everything, what is the matter with all the practice, if I finish the practice and go down the mountain tomorrow, I have nothing to teach. ”

He walked up to his stick, kicked it with his foot, and then held it in his hand, and held it on the ground, shouting,

"I see who has itchy flesh and wants me to help him scratch it. ”

The disciples hurriedly continued to practice.

With one hand, Kong Wen nodded at Huo Qijian and said,

"Can you learn the blade?"

Huo Qi laughed,

"Brother Kongwen, the blade is exempt, I went up the mountain empty-handed, and did not bring any weapons, I came today, I have something to ask to see the abbot master of your temple, and I am suitable to report the name of a mountain monk, and the master avoids it, I am afraid that I will be regarded as a charlatan. ”

Kongwen was curious about the name of the mountain dweller, but he didn't ask much, and said,

"Senior Brother Huo wants to see the abbot, I will take you into the temple. ”

After speaking, he beckoned to the little novice in the distance.

Wu forgot to be surprised, and was thinking about where this layman was from a distance, and he heard that the master was still fighting with him, why did the two of them stop fighting now, and they were still able to talk with good words?

Wu forgot the sharp eyes, as if he saw that the master seemed to be slapped by the layman at the end, but the master was fine, I was afraid that he was empty.

Hurriedly ran over, respectfully performed a Buddha salute, and shouted,

"Master Kongwen!"

Kongwen said,

"Wu forget, you work hard again, go and tell the abbot master that the master of Xuanyi Sect visits the temple, and he is not a charlatan. ”

Wu forgot to say yes, turned around and trotted.

Kongwen performed a Buddha ritual and said,

"Amitabha, Senior Brother Huo, the little monk is rude, and I still look at Haihan, please follow me into the temple. ”

Huo Qiji nodded and returned the salute and said,

"There is Senior Brother Lao Kongwen. ”

The empty news was in front, Huo Qiji was behind, and the two walked into the temple gate.

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Dong Xianglin walked on the street beautifully, and went to the teahouse to find Xu Yibai and Liu Yuanqing.

After that night, he sent someone to make an appointment with the two of them, and they met at the teahouse the next day.

He finally confirmed that he had nothing to do with the female devil, so he thought about going to Shochiku with his friends to meet the chief of the Shochiku Curator.

whistling into the teahouse, Xu Yibai and Liu Yuanqing were already waiting for him there, and when they saw him go upstairs, they beckoned him over.

These three sons are frequent customers of the teahouse, although the three of them are not flamboyant, but they do business, who does not have a heart, and the frequent customers in the store, which one does not inquire clearly.

The son of the city lord's family, the other two are also the sons of the official family, and they can come to the teahouse to drink tea, and the shopkeeper is not happy.

Dong Xianglin and the others didn't know that they often came to this teahouse to drink tea, and they had been publicized by the old shopkeeper.

What is the identity of the three sons, what tea have they never drunk? Why do they like my teahouse? It is that our tea is good, and the water is better.

In fact, the reason why the three of them fell in love with this place to drink tea has little to do with his family's tea, but his family's teahouse is closer to the pine and bamboo house, and the three of them want to hear more stories in this teahouse.

The three of them got together and chatted casually, and Liu Yuanqing's voice was slightly louder and said,

"A few days ago, I read "University" and I was confused, and today I want to ask the two virtuous brothers for advice. ”

Dong Xianglin and Xu Yibai immediately said,

"Brother Liu is talented, I can't talk about advice, let's communicate together. ”

When the surrounding tea guests heard it, they were the children of the official family, singing poems and books, and talking about scriptures.

But this thing really didn't have anything to hear, so he continued to talk about what he had seen and heard, and listened to the gossip of others.

At this time, Xu Yibai whispered,

"Xianglin, are you sure you can go? Don't look back, you will be scolded, and confess to the two of us. ”

Dong Xianglin said,

"This Songzhu Pavilion has two elegant and vulgar halls, we just went to Yamen for a long time, as for the vulgar museum, I really don't dare to go. ”

When they were muttering, they didn't hear the surrounding tea guests chatting about the Jin Wei Martial Arts Pavilion.

Jin Wei Martial Arts Hall made a big fanfare, and wanted to open and accept disciples.