Excited, excited, let Ping'an walk quickly, ignore the laughter and ridicule of Wang Du and other friends behind him, Lao Tzu has no time to pay attention to you now, and will avenge this frightening revenge another day.

Ping'an quickly descended the mountain, and unconsciously came to the large bamboo forest in front of the town, he squatted on the ground and took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and recalled the feeling before the flying knife sprayed out just now, and then Ping'an silently thought about the golden gourd in his heart, and said with a spell in his mouth at the same time:

"Baby turn around! baby turn around! baby turn around! baby turn around ......"

In my mind, the picture of the golden gourd is clearly visible.

But this little bastard just didn't listen to him, he didn't move, he didn't move no matter how he urged, and there were some flying knives spewing out to destroy the withering and decaying.

"Could it be that the way it was opened was wrong, and the spell was mispronounced?"

Ping An carefully recalled the situation at the time, yes, the spell seemed to be missing a word, and immediately corrected: "Please baby turn around! Please baby turn around!"

There was not a single movement.

Read again!

No result.

"Baby, you're numb, turn around, ahhh

“o(╯□╰)o”

Ping'an's whole little face collapsed, so angry that he didn't want to, pouted and held his chin, and sat on the ground in a daze, I don't understand this truth, why didn't the flying knife spray out of the golden gourd?

I don't know if it's his delusion, but when he tossed the golden gourd peacefully, he found that the golden edge the size of a needle tip in the gourd was much darker, as if its power had been consumed a lot just now.

Could it be that the Immortal Slashing Flying Knife squirts out once and consumes mysterious aura?

Ping'an often hears the old people in the town say that horses have no night grass and no fat, dogs have no bones and do not care about their families, and people have no money and are not brave enough.

He wants the Immortal Flying Knife to squirt out of the golden gourd, so he has to continue to feed him golden beans?

"It's possible. ”

Ping An figured out the problem, and was muttering, when a vigorous and powerful voice came from behind him: "Ping'an, what are you doing squatting on the ground, do you want to draw a circle to find ants?"

There are three respected old men in Xima Town, one of them is the old man in front of him who always likes to wear long robes, the children in the town call him Shi Taigong, and people like Ping Zhongjing call him Grandpa Shi.

Ping'an once heard his grandmother say that Shi Taigong is an old birthday star who is older than her, he participated in the Red Army when he was young, and only returned to his hometown after liberation.

However, Shi Taigong is a person with real skills, his medical skills are very good, and he can treat major and minor diseases, so the people in the town respect him very much, and they will give him gifts every New Year's Day.

Ping An remembered that he had diarrhea when he was a child, and it was useless to take medicine and injections, but Shi Taigong cured him with silver needles, and since then he has been very close to the Ping family, and he will go to Ping'an's house every three or five times to eat, and they are very familiar with each other.

The fundamental reason why the bear children in Xima Town can be invincible in the school is that they learned some boxing and foot kung fu from Shi Taigong, often picking two at a time, and beating the children in the township to cry and call their mothers.

So Ping An can pat his conscience and say that most of the sins committed by him and his friends must be counted on Shi Taigong's head.

And at this moment, the "sinful" Shi Taigong was wearing a cyan robe, holding a long cigarette pouch and pot in his mouth, swallowing clouds and spitting fog and smiling like an old fairy and joking about peace.

Ping An is strange, there was obviously no one nearby just now.

From the change of mood, to the realm of reading, Ping'an's perception is abnormally sensitive, and the subtle voices of insects hundreds of meters away can be heard, but how did Shi Taigong appear so quietly and silently, this is simply a silent light work on TV.

It seems that Shi Taigong is really a person with real skills, but he hides too deeply, and now the fox's tail is exposed.

"No, I'm just tired of walking, so I'll sit here for a while. Ping An replied, with great respect for the old man.

Shi Taigong smiled and said, "That's playing with mud." ”

"Embarrassment"

Ping An was speechless.

It's so numb, isn't it just squatting on the ground to study my immortal flying knife, it's none of your business at all, you go away, it's not as striking as you.

Playing with mud, playing with your sister, I'm twelve years old, not a three-year-old kid.

Ping'an wants to spray him a few words, he respects this old man too much, so he has to go home and see if Pingzhongjing is a fart, so as not to be counted down by him.

"Tsk, I haven't seen you for two months, how can the little ghost become more and more spiritual! Go, go to the grandfather's place and sit down, I'll give you something to eat." ”

"No, I'm going home to do my homework...... Ping'an was not fooled, and decisively refused: "By the way, my dad is still lying in bed, I have to go back to take care of him, he hasn't eaten breakfast, I guess he will be very hungry ......"

"So much nonsense from there, come with me. ”

Before Ping'an finished speaking, Shi Taigong drank in a deep voice, and then laughed, his voice was loud and energetic, he moved, and pulled Ping'an away.

Ping An opened his mouth to speak, but as soon as his mouth opened, he was immediately poured a gust of wind, and his voice immediately turned into a whining sound, and in his ears, a gust of wind suddenly blew, and the bamboos in front of him were rapidly retreating, and then he was stunned

Because, Ping'an saw Shi Taigong's footsteps lightly stepped, and stepped forward, which was five or six meters away, and the wind seemed to be under his feet, moving forward rapidly, no slower than the shuttle bus to the county seat.

Ping An grunted and swallowed his saliva wildly, only to feel that his mouth was dry and his head was buzzing.

Master, the peerless master of martial arts is still in the world, Wang Dull Lion friends, come and see Taigong playing light skills!

"Xiao Ping'an, do you want to learn? If you want to learn, Taigong will teach you!"

After only this moment, Shi Taigong walked almost a kilometer with Ping'an and came to his door.

Peace doesn't seem to have recovered from that astonishing scene.

"Yes. ”

After a long while, Ping An came back to his senses, holding that he would not take advantage of the bastard, he nodded decisively.

"If you want to learn, come in with me. ”

Shi Taigong clicked the smoke pot and walked into his home with his head held high, as if he was sure that he would not leave.

After seeing Shi Taigong's light kung fu, the fool would leave, and Ping'an followed him into the house.

Shi Taigong's home is located in the southernmost part of Xima Town, backed by a big mountain, surrounded by either bamboo forests or mountain forests, very remote, except for people who look for him to see a doctor, few people usually come to his house.

The house is a wooden tile house from decades ago, very dilapidated and shabby, giving people the feeling that it is about to collapse when the wind blows gently, and it looks very shabby compared to the brick houses in the town.

Shi Taigong, like the other two old people in the town, is a five-guarantee household, well, the five-guarantee household is an old bachelor who has no children, no family, no property, no land, no relatives, and one person feeds the whole family and is not hungry.

In a word, Shi Taigong has nothing, and relies on the money earned from medical treatment to maintain a basic life.

In the middle of the spacious and large main hall, there is a huge table of eight immortals, and on both sides of the table are two benches, and on the wooden wall above the table, there is a one-meter-and-five-long incense offering case, and in the middle of the case, the six big characters of "Heaven and Earth Monarch Prince" are written with a brush.

This is almost exactly the same as the incense offering of the Heian family.

The only difference is probably that there is a very simple and exquisite copper incense burner on the incense offering case of Shi Taigong's house.

As soon as Shi Taigong entered the house, he sat on the bench on the left side of the Eight Immortals Table, adding dry tobacco to the smoke pot, while looking at Ping An from head to toe, as if he was knowing him for the first time, and said in a snorting voice: "The last time I found you unconscious in the mountains and forests with everyone, I felt that you had spirituality in you, I haven't seen you for the past two months, you are full of aura, it's really strange every year." ”

"Taigong, what is spirituality?"

Ping was dumbfounded, but he knew in his heart that the spirituality that Shi Taigong said must be related to the aura in his body, especially after he read wisely and knew his realm, Ping An himself felt different.

"What is spirituality?"

Shi Taigong pondered the words for a moment, and said with a dry smoke: "Spirituality refers to a person's wisdom, perseverance and understanding of things, and it is also a talent. ”

"It's like a clever child is often the first to complete the same task than a stupid child, and then step by step, pull away, and ride the dust. ”

Again, this is a sign of stupidity and cleverness. ”

"So children who can read are not necessarily spiritual, but children who can't read are even less spiritual. A lantern is a piece of paper, and to put it bluntly, spirituality is a person's gift......"

Shi Taigong said a lot of things, but Ping An didn't have a sense of it in one go, and his eyes secretly looked at Shi Taigong's house.

There are not many decorations on both sides of the incense in the main hall, except for the wooden walls on both sides of the door, where two cabinets, one large and one small, are placed.

The big one knew that it was used by Shi Taigong to put herbs, and there were some messy books on the small cabinet, could it be ...... Shi Taigong's treasured martial arts secrets, right?

Thinking of Shi Taigong's light body kung fu that seemed to fly just now, Ping An became energetic, and with the agility of Ping An's eyes now, at a subtle glance, the books on the small cabinet were clearly visible.

It is all "Compendium of Materia Medica", "Treatise on Typhoid Fever", and "The Essence of Traditional Chinese Medicine", none of which are medical books of this kind that are the secrets of martial arts that he expects.

For medical books, Ping An is not interested in it, and he is disappointed.

"Ping'an, do you like Chinese medicine?" Shi Taigong's eyes lit up, as if he had found a soulmate.

Ping An shook his head very simply and said, "I don't like it." ”

"Also, you are a tiger-headed bear child, you haven't played enough with knives, guns, bows and crossbows, so you will calm down and learn medical skills. ”

Shi Taigong sighed faintly, as if he was sad that he had not found a successor, and sat on the bench and swallowed the clouds and spitted out the fog, and the smoke was entangled, like the picture of the monster in "Journey to the West" that he watched safely.

I don't know why, after seeing the realm from reading wisely, Ping An hates the smell of cigarettes very much, and is often poisoned by Ping Zhongjing, inhaling his second-hand smoke, and can't vent his depression.

Just like now he was choked by Shi Taigong's dry smoke, so he hurriedly said: "Taigong, you were outside just now, and you used light skills to walk?"

He held back this question for too long, and looked at Shi Taigong with an expectant face, for fear that his old man would come up with a sentence, "Your doll has poor bones and bones, and if you don't have the understanding to practice martial arts, the arduous task of saving the world and all mankind cannot be handed over to you."

Fortunately, Shi Taigong replied very simply: "Of course it's light body kung fu." ”

"Then can you jump dozens of battles, fly the eaves and walk the wall like the heroes on TV, cross the river with one leaf, and pick flowers and hurt people?" Ping'an felt the image of Taigong in his heart, and suddenly rose from the ground, looking at Shi Taigong's eyes were shining starlight.

Shi Taigong said proudly: "It's too far to jump dozens of battles, but it is still possible to fly the eaves and walk the wall, cross the river with one leaf, and pick flowers and hurt people." ”

Ping'an was excited: "Taigong, do you have any martial arts secrets, can you send me a few baskets home to practice?"

"How many baskets?"

Shi Taigong laughed angrily: "You should be a cabbage in the field, there are mountains all over the place, and you want to use baskets to load them?"

Ping'an also felt that his request was a bit excessive, and said cautiously: "That Taigong, what kind of kung fu are you practicing? "Nine Yin True Scripture"? "Eighteen Palms of Descending Dragon"? "Dugu Nine Swords"? You wouldn't have practiced "Sunflower Treasure Book", otherwise why didn't you marry a daughter-in-law and have children?"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem, ......"

Shi Taigong was very angry, and he was choked by the dry smoke, and his heart was in chaos, whose bear child is this, quickly take me away and take it back to draw circles......