Jing Fa thought that the raptor couldn't suppress the head snake, so he had to swallow his anger for the time being, anyway, his purpose was not really to be a monk, as long as he was in the Shaolin Temple, he could find an opportunity to sneak into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, so he nodded and agreed, and let the two lead him to the subordinate temple.

But this time, he went directly out of the Shaolin Mountain Gate and came to a vacant lot halfway up the mountain.

There is a small temple here, very small, with only one door, a small courtyard, a small Buddha hall, and four small rooms.

On the gate is written four words: "A small temple".

The door of the small temple was opened, and the two monks walked in directly with Jingfa.

"Isn't the serious old man here? Hurry up and come out to greet the new apprentice. When he came to the courtyard, one of the monks shouted loudly.

"It's coming. As soon as the voice landed, an old monk with white eyebrows, white hair and white beard ran out of the Buddha hall with a smile on his face.

"Yo, Senior Brother Kongyue and Kongri, what gust of wind blew you into a small temple? As he spoke, the white-eyed old monk took out two stools and placed them in front of the two monks.

Kong Yue and Kong Sun glanced at the stool in front of them, and when they saw that the stool surface was black, they suddenly showed disdain, and snorted: "No time, we still have important things to return to the main hall, come, this is the new disciple of this year, and the boss explained that you have not entered the newcomer here for several years, so it will be assigned to you, and you will discipline it well." ”

After saying that, Kong Yue and Kong Sun quickly left a small temple and went up the mountain without looking back.

The serious monk sent the two to the door, smiling until they were out of sight.

Then, he came to Jingfa, looked around him carefully, and nodded: "Well, boy, do you know how much shit luck you have walked to be able to worship under my door, quickly, kneel down and kowtow to the master three times." ”

Jing Fa frowned when he heard this, looked at the serious monk with a stunned expression, and was angry in his heart: "His grandfather's, he really regards himself as a master?"

Songshan, because of the existence of Shaolin, a thousand-year-old temple, slowly emerged in the long river of history, large and small temples of all sizes, once messed up the Buddha of the entire Songshan.

Later, a certain Shaolin host, in order to make a positive Songshan Buddha spirit, make a big hand, in one fell swoop, integrated all the small temples, so that they all became Shaolin's sub-temples, under the unified management of Shaolin.

Just like some powerful powers will subjugate a group of vassal states around them, although nominally everyone is a member of Shaolin, but the difference in status between them and the disciples of the main hall of Shaolin is 108,000 miles, so Kong Yue and Kong Yang are still arrogant in front of a serious old monk who can be his grandfather at this age, and the serious monk is also very interested in bowing his head.

As soon as he thought of this, when he heard that the serious old monk was going to kneel down and kowtow to him by himself, Jing Fa looked unhappy, thinking that if I kowtowed to you, wouldn't the two guys who saw the empty moon and the sky and the sun fall to the ground in the future? No, absolutely not.

"Lao Tzu is here to apprentice in Shaolin, not to be a little monk here!" Jing Fa was angry, turned around and was about to leave a small temple, just walked to the gate of the courtyard, only to hear a snap, the door in front of him actually closed by itself.

At this moment, he felt a chill down his spine, and slowly turned around, seeing a pair of vicious eyes of the serious monk shooting straight at him.

Catching up with this look, Jing Fa only felt that his whole body trembled unconsciously, his feet were weak, and he almost fell to the ground.

"You...... What do you want to do!" As he spoke, Jing Fa wanted to pull out the broken sword from his waist, but when he touched it, he found that in order not to be discovered by the Shaolin monks, he had already found a secret place to hide the broken sword before going up the mountain.

But this is a second thought, it is really inexplicable that an assassin in his own house is afraid of an old monk.

So he also widened his eyes and responded to the serious monk with sharp eyes without fear.

But as the serious monk approached step by step, he only felt that the pores on his body were erect, as if the other party's eyes were like a sharp sword that could penetrate all things, constantly piercing in and out of his body, stabbing himself inside and out.

But he didn't feel a trace of pain, but it seemed that in the eyes of the other party, he couldn't hide a trace of his secret.

When the serious monk came to Jingfa, Jingfa's underwear was all soaked with cold sweat, and he wanted to stretch his legs and retreat, but found that the muscles of his whole body had already tensed involuntarily, and he had been tense for too long, frozen in place, unable to move.

He opened his mouth to shout for help, but found that something was stuck in his throat and he couldn't make a sound.

At this moment, the serious monk stretched out his right hand and rewarded Jing Guangliang's head with a heavy hairy chestnut.

Losing the cover of his hair, Jingfa's hairy chestnut eats very crisp and loud, just like a wooden stick hitting a wooden fish.

The pain came from the top of his head, breaking the stiffness of his body in an instant, and the pain was so painful that Jing Fa hurriedly reached out to cover his head, and before he could scold, he saw the serious monk reach out and grab his ear, almost lifting the whole person up.

"It hurts, it hurts, it's going to fall off!" Jingfa cried out in pain.

"If you kneel, you don't kneel, you can't hear it, then let the master and I wash your ears well. ”

As he spoke, he didn't know where the serious monk took out a thin and soft hair, stretched it into Jingfa's ear, and spun it quickly.

"Hahaha, hahaha, quick, hahaha, stop!" Jing laughed loudly, laughing until his face cramped, laughing until his face was distorted, and laughing until he burst into tears.

Finally, after a long time, until Jingfa no longer had the strength to laugh, the serious monk stopped his hand, let go of Jingfa's ears, hugged his chest with both hands, and said to Jingfa with a serious face: "How is it? Now your ears are much more comfortable, right? Your mind is clear, right?"

As soon as the words fell, he heard a plop, and Jingfa's five bodies fell to the ground, his head was like a rattle, and he kept knocking on the ground, knocking dozens of heads in a row.

"Well, isn't this like a word, after kowtowing, you will officially become the fourth apprentice of my serious master, come, follow the master and I will meet your three senior brothers. ”

Hearing the words of the serious master, Jingfa lay on the ground and did not move again.

The serious master nodded in satisfaction, turned around, and took a few steps forward, ready to wait for Jingfa to follow.

However, after waiting for a while, there was no shadow of Jingfa at all.

The serious master turned his head to look, only to see that Jingfa was still lying on the ground motionless.

The serious master's white eyebrows slowly wrinkled together, like two white snowflakes, crystal clear.

"Roar!" the serious master suddenly opened his mouth and roared, only to hear an ouch sound at the same time, and Jingfa's figure somehow appeared on the courtyard wall, falling straight to the ground from the air.

And the figure that was lying on the ground slowly disappeared.

Immediately after, there was another miserable groan, and the serious master twisted Jingfa's ears and dragged him into the house.

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