Chapter 12: Two Months of Penance

In the blink of an eye, two months have passed......

On the back hill of Shaolin Temple, a **** boy with his upper body and big pants is doing strange movements, and he has not moved for more than an hour. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Mom, why don't you see the meat after eating it for so long? Wouldn't it be easy for people to bully people when they go out with this little arm and leg, and now I'm unlucky to practice this "Mixed Yuan Gong" (called Mixed Yuan Gong in the future) to make my skin white and beautiful, it seems that I don't have to worry about running out of money to spend in the future, just my appearance, I have the potential to be a little white face, if I used to, I could make a fortune by selling this hue...... Zhao Ming stopped what he was doing, wiped his sweat with a towel, and complained as he looked at his smooth and delicate skin.

Zhao Ming wiped it slightly, put down the towel and sat on the stone next to him.

"It's almost time to go, otherwise I may not be able to get there in a month with my foot strength. Ay...... This Shaolin is too picky, and even the company will reimburse the fare for business trips in the future, but such a big Shaolin is not to mention the horse, and even the road expenses are so picky......"

Zhao Ming got dressed, and then carefully put a small gray cloth bag next to the stone into his arms.

"Let's go to the vegetable garden to fight the autumn breeze first, the old guy has been running out for three days, and he must know where there are many girls... Bah... Where is the news, I have to go to his place to inquire, I don't know if he still has chicken legs, every time he goes, he hides it, this time he has to vomit out......" Zhao Ming walked towards the vegetable garden while planning the way out after going out.

At this moment, the fat monk was lying comfortably on the recliner, touching the wine gourd placed next to him from time to time to take a sip, and there was a plate of sauced beef next to the gourd.

"Huh...... It's a very comfortable day, and if it weren't for the unfortunate vanity, it would be even more comfortable......" He picked up the gourd and took another sip.

It was really said that Cao Cao Cao had arrived, and just when the fat monk was thinking about the pain that Zhao Ming had brought him in the past two months, Zhao Ming's roar came from outside.

"Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi, are you here......" Before Zhao Ming could reach the broken gong, his voice had already shouted.

"It's not good, the unlucky one is here again, hurry up and ......" As soon as the fat monk heard Zhao Ming's voice, he reflexively wanted to jump up, but who knew that on his stomach, the carp didn't stand up for a long time.

"Hehe, Uncle Shi, what are you going to do here?" As soon as Zhao Ming entered the courtyard, he saw the fat monk dangling there, and the recliner under him had become a rocking chair.

"I... I'm doing exercise, I've been eating too much meat lately, and I've had too much oil and water, isn't this preparing to lose weight, it's good for physical and mental health, haha......" The fat monk said this, and twisted his ass and shook the recliner under him.

"Oh...... It turned out that I wanted to lose weight, it seems that Uncle Shi is very conscious now!" Zhao Ming looked at the fat monk with a sudden realization.

"That's, who made me your uncle, I can't guarantee the rest, I don't have to say anything about it when I realize that it's your uncle......" The fat monk floated up instantly when he was blown by Zhao Ming.

But he lay there and didn't see the sinister smile on the corner of Zhao Ming's mouth when he heard what he said.

"Since Uncle Shi's consciousness is so high, it seems that this wine and meat are all prepared for the nephew, Uncle Shi is really good to the nephew, you will prepare this wine and meat for the nephew before the little nephew comes. After speaking, Zhao Ming picked up the plate of sauced beef and ate it, and muttered while eating: "Uncle Shi, you really have a vision, where did you buy this sauced beef? ā€

The fat monk stared at Zhao Ming and instantly ate and wiped off his plate of sauced beef that had not yet started, and suddenly felt the urge to burst into tears.

"Hey, what's wrong with you, uncle, why are you so red? Uncle, the green tendons on your forehead are popping up, it seems that your weight loss exercises are very effective!" Zhao Ming said as he put down the plate that had been looted by him, and picked up the wine gourd again.

The fat monk saw that his flesh was gone, and he couldn't even keep it, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

"You little rabbit cub, you you put down my gourd, I finally saved up money to get a gourd, it's easy for me, you can't respect the old and love the young. ā€

After speaking, the fat monk lined up on the ground next to him with one hand, and with the force of the next shot, he made a 360-degree rotation in the air, and instantly landed next to Zhao Ming, but he was not a vegetarian, although he was surprised that the fat monk's sturdy body could make such difficult movements, but the movements on his hands were not ambiguous at all, you must know that these two months have not been in vain.

I saw Zhao Ming make a mistake and threw the gourd in his hand into the sky, which instantly made the fat monk catch the air.

When the fat monk saw that Zhao Ming had thrown his wine gourd into the sky, he immediately jumped upward, and a **** smile appeared on his face.

The fat monk is still quite confident in his light skills, at least for Zhao Ming, who has only been practicing for two months, he is very confident.

But often the best people who laugh are not the ones who laugh last, I saw Zhao Ming raise his hand and grab the fat monk's trouser belt and pull it back, the fat monk's lewd smile was not confiscated, and a dog ate, and his mouth was full of mud in an instant.

Zhao Ming caught the gourd unhurriedly, pulled out the stopper, and took a sip hard.

"Wow, what wine, you old fellow will hide the good things and eat alone secretly. After speaking, Zhao Ming poured another sip into his mouth.

"Phew... Bah... You're unlucky, it's not good to see you, and I haven't had a good day since I first met you. ā€

"Eh, uncle, you can't say that, at least you still have a good opinion!"

"Well, what's a good thing?" the fat monk was momentarily puzzled.

"Hehe, uncle, didn't you notice that your current figure is much slimmer than before you met me?" Zhao Ming said to the fat monk with a serious face.

"Are you lifting your body with me, believe it or not, Lao Tzu copied the guy and fucked you?" The fat monk stood up and patted the dust on his buttocks, squinting his eyes and looking at Zhao Ming slantingly.

Zhao Ming was looked at by the fat monk, and suddenly felt a chill rush to his heart.

"That's... That one... What, uncle, I'm not helping you taste whether this is pure enough, if those damn restaurants are mixed with water, how can it reflect your noble status!" Zhao Ming hasn't found out at the moment, how obscene his appearance can be, and how **** he can be.

The fat monk couldn't stand it when he saw Zhao Ming's **** expression at this moment, although he had been with Zhao Ming for two months, he still couldn't stand his obscene temperament.

The fat monk took the wine gourd, sat back on his chaise longue, took a sip slowly, and asked without raising his head: "What are you doing this time?" I don't have any meat anymore, I have been exploited by you for two months, and even the landlord's family has no surplus food. ā€

"Hehe, Uncle don't think of me so badly, I don't have no way, you said that the entire temple except Uncle Shi who has you as capable and methodical!"

"That's right, but you don't have to slap me on the back anymore, I won't agree to you no matter how much you slap me this time. After speaking, the fat monk took another sip of wine, not at all shaken by Zhao Ming's words.

"Hehe, uncle, don't worry, this time it's not to you on credit, what, my nephew and nephew I'm not going to go on a long trip, you also know that my nephew and I grew up in Shaolin since I was a child, and I don't know much about the outside world, isn't this asking the well-informed uncle for advice." Zhao Ming said the purpose of his trip with a smile on his face.

"Where are you going? Didn't you just start practicing martial arts, and even if there was something in the temple, I shouldn't have sent you there, you ...... Hehe, it doesn't seem to be qualified!" The fat monk said with a disdainful look on Zhao Ming's body.

Zhao Ming instantly felt despised (and it was).

"What's wrong with me? Who said I can't do it? Have you ever seen someone who has cultivated internal strength in just two months?" Zhao Ming looked at the fat monk with an arrogant face.

"That's because you haven't seen the world, there are so many geniuses outside, you are nothing, and besides, you started cultivating when you are so old, and people are already famous when you are so old. The fat monk didn't reduce his contempt for Zhao Ming at all, and even spit on the ground......

Zhao Ming suddenly couldn't stop yelling, his head was full of green tendons, if it weren't for Zhao Ming knowing that he was still asking for a fat monk at this moment, it is estimated that he would have taken a thirty-eight yard big foot to the forty-two yard face of the dead fat man at this moment.