The old monk smiled, "What a strange boy, it may not be a good thing not to want to know some things, wouldn't it be unjust to die a confused death at that time?"

"What did you promise me?" The girl looked at the old monk who was smiling strangely, and thought of something, and said in horror, "You... You're going to kill people, I... I'm the eldest lady of the Song family, and my father is..."

"Even if Song Da Dart wants to get a piece of the pie, he is too high of himself." The old monk glanced at Wu Yifan, and said confidently, "Guess what, in the face of absolute strength, all cleverness is ridiculous, do you know, the greatest joy in life is to look at the little jumping worm that struggles in the palm of his hand but can't be changed, tell the truth, die happily, don't say, the two of you are just a pair, hehe..... If you die together, how can Song Dadart gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes, and you, you are so young, it is not cost-effective to die with a secret that is not a secret. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The woman's face turned blue, and she said angrily, "Despicable, you are also a famous figure in the rivers and lakes, what is the difference between your methods and beasts." “

The old monk flipped through the Heart Sutra and preached with deep meaning, "Maybe Master Wu has already thought of a way to get out, isn't it, Master Wu." ”

Wu Yifan smiled bitterly, he exposed the old monk's conspiracy too early, and he couldn't find a flaw at all, how could the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion as a temple be so negligent, or was he deceiving me? ”

The woman listened to these two dumb riddles, simply ignored them, and went directly to the bookshelf to flip through the scriptures, maybe she could find what she was looking for.

Seeing the woman leaving, the old monk closed the scriptures, looked at Wu Yifan carefully, his eyes showed a trace of kindness, and he asked cautiously, "Master Wu, the poor monk has a small request, I don't know if I can agree to the poor monk?"

Wu Yifan felt that the monk's eyes were full of a strange ambiguity, he had heard that some masters of eccentricity in the rivers and lakes had some quirks, and he didn't expect that the temple would also use this kind of person, his heart trembled, and he said, "You.... What do you want to do?"

"Hehe, don't be afraid, I just want to ....."

"You don't think about anything, I don't think about anything. ”

The old monk rubbed his hands, raised the Heart Sutra of his hand, and said with a strange smile, "Your internal injuries are gone, a small request, poor monk, I can also teach you authentic martial arts, aren't you impressed? Many people begged me back then, but I ignored them." As he spoke, he pinched Wu Yifan's arm, touched his face again, and said in his mouth, "Not bad, much better than the previous ones, fortunately, the poor monk believes that God will give me a better one, if I want to live well, won't I lose a lot." ”

Wu Yifan's heart was furious, this was completely confirmed, this crazy monk was definitely an alternative hobby, he looked at the woman, and concentrated on reading the scriptures, this cleverness killed people for a while, but this crazy monk was obviously a master, how could he escape his own level, and said with a sad face, "Master, the junior is still young, the junior...."

"It's not small, the poor monk is a martial arts master!"

"That, this.... I..... Senior...."

"Don't get excited, the poor monk asks you, are you willing to be the son of the poor monk?"

"Son?" Wu Yifan's mouth twitched, he didn't have the consciousness of being a son, a crazy monk, and thought to himself, I said that he was a little different, it turned out to be normal and excessive, and all this was caused by himself, he was just clever and clever, so he wouldn't punish himself like this as a son.

"How is it? The poor monk will show you a trick first, how is it? The old monk clasped his hands together and said a few words silently, and suddenly his hands opened, Wu Yifan suddenly felt a powerful force hit his chest head-on, and he took a few steps back, and was shocked, "How about it, the poor monk only used one point of strength, amazing." ”

Wu Yifan was about to speak, the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was suddenly pushed open, and five or six monks came in, looking at the costume, it must be a warrior monk, or a powerful character, the warrior monk immediately surrounded the old monk, one of the warrior monks asked, "This benefactor, please go with the little monk to see the abbot, junior brother, you can go too." ”

"Just go, the poor monk is still afraid that the old monk will not succeed!"

Wu Yifan looked inside the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the woman was looking at him with a smile on the beam, with a look of 'not allowed to betray me', he sighed, this thief should be decided, but I don't know how the abbot punishes himself, thinking that the monks are all kind people, he shouldn't embarrass himself, after all, the scriptures have not been lost, and he is really healing internal injuries, and he doesn't know if he can get away with his words, thinking of this, he looked at the old monk angrily, and the old monk seemed to feel that he was watching, and said calmly, " Don't be afraid, you are my son, and the old monk still has to give this little bit of thin noodles. ”

The warrior monks looked at him, and he really wanted to slap the mad monk to death at this time.

In the abbot's room, the abbot clasped his hands together and said solemnly, "This benefactor, trespassing into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of this temple, can you find what you need?"

"I haven't read it, the abbot master, the junior is a pilgrim, I can't find the toilet in a hurry at night, and I accidentally broke into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and I was curious to go in and take a look, and I bumped into this crazy monk. Master Abbot, this monk is crazy, disturbing Qing Xiu, ruining the reputation of your temple, and scaring pilgrims. ”

"Donor, the old man just asked, but was questioned by the donor, the temple opened the door of convenience, and the temple has been in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for decades, and there have never been pilgrims preaching, donor, you can't break into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of this temple, you can speak the Tao, the old man is not as good, however, you have harmed the sick criminal, can you have a rhetoric?"

"Old monk, he is my son, use you to discipline. "Anyway, a palm hit the abbot's chest, the abbot did not move, but the monk's robe swayed slightly, but the shock retreated a few steps, the upside down was furious, even a few palms, the palm force overlapped and hit the abbot continuously, the abbot said "Amitabha" actually turned the palm force into invisible, and the hand was very fast to grasp the abbot's heart, if this was caught, I was afraid that the heart could be pulled out, only to see the abbot stretched out with one hand, grabbed the arm, it was like a steel hoop hand, the hand could not move at all, the abbot saw that the madness was getting worse and worse, and said, "Sin" With a slight touch of his hand, he fainted.

"Donor, it's just a temporary suppression, and I hope that the donor will lend a helping hand, heal the upside and then leave. ”

"Abbot, this ....."

"Donor, because of you and crazy, you planted the cause, by you but the effect, the old man thinks, with a benevolent heart, will be able to resolve the force, the bruises in the donor body is not a day, I Buddha mercy, I hope the donor will not refuse. ”

"Abbot, how could Master Lidian get sick?"

"It was ten years ago at the door of the temple, the old man saw that this person was very serious, my Buddha was compassionate, who knows, he forced the Buddhist martial arts, you need to know that the Buddhist martial arts to the Buddhist scriptures to assist, after that, the crazy crazy, the old man was afraid that he would scare the pilgrims, so he locked in the firewood room, one day after breaking free and broke into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he actually studied and read the scriptures by himself, the old man observed many times, the strength of the body slowly decreased, simply let him take care of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, who expected, the donor let the efforts of the Tibetan Pavilion. ”

"Master Abbot, the younger generation made an unintentional mistake, so the younger generation stayed to take care of Master Dian's master for a while. ”

"Amitabha, Amitayus Buddha! Donor's mercy is a blessing for him!"

Wu Yifan sat in the meditation room, looking at this mysterious person, ready to learn some kung fu from the abbot, although the abbot's martial arts are better, I have heard that the monk's martial arts can not be practiced overnight, this halfway monk, a strange martial arts, there must always be something suitable for him.

woke up, crazy, one moment asked Wu Yifan to find his mother, one moment crying that he was sorry for his son, and the other time he played inexplicable tricks. It looks soft and soft, without any strength, Wu Yifan is in a hurry, he has to find a way to make a move, who knows that as soon as he makes a request, the crazy man suddenly refused, "No, you don't even call your father, I don't teach." Crying and fussing as he spoke, "My son doesn't want me anymore, who do I pass on my martial arts to, I might as well die." Wu Yifan thought to himself, anyway, he was already crazy, even if he called him a father, he was crazy, crazy like this, it was quite pitiful, what really moved him was martial arts, so he shouted "Dad!"

Wu Yifan imitated in surprise for a long time, only to have a little like the look, hit the tree, the small tree shook, the hand still hurt, and coaxed a few palms, I don't know if I have no talent and internal injuries caused by internal injuries can not use the internal force freely, it is completely like the image, there is no power, he practiced for a few days, only to find that he really could not understand the mystery of this palm, and begged to teach him the other, which opened his eyes, and grabbed the tree with his hand, and actually grabbed the bark at once, and even the trunk inside fell off a large piece, and he finally realized the true meaning of this claw gong in several daysAs soon as he grabbed the bark, he was a little proud, and he was scolded by the stink. said that this claw skill is a first-class kung fu, which made him completely out of taste for learning.

"Come here, let's see how Daddy's claw skills are doing against people. ”

Wu Yifan thought to himself, he will, although it is a little worse, it will not affect the power, this time he will let this crazy monk taste the hardships once, in order to repay the torture of the crazy monk these days, so, on the surface, he said, "Dad, you should be careful, I have seven or eight points of fire." ”

"Look at it, don't think that you will come out to bluff people if you learn a little fur, if you are a master, your claw skills are a little trick, see clearly. After that, the hand grabbed it very quickly, and Wu Yifan also used the same move, however, his claw skill was brought back by the claw skill of the upside down, and the claw skill locked his throat, he was afraid, he learned so badly, if he met a master, wouldn't it be suicide, he didn't understand, and asked rhetorically, "Dad, what is the key to this claw skill?"

He smiled and said, "To temper, keep tempering, it took me ten years to have such skills." ”

"Ten years?" Wu Yifan thought to himself, ten years, ten years at every turn, you should have the lifespan of the turtle king eight, practice for ten years and eight years, aren't you learning two kinds of martial arts, and you can't learn them until you die. Suddenly, he thought of the Book of Heaven on his body, since it was a book of martial arts, there should be a shortcut, and he decided to find a time to read the Book of Heaven.

On this day, he was called over by the abbot, Wu Yifan was alone in the woods, and took out the book of heaven from his arms, and the first page was the internal force method. This second page, there is no word, what is this broken book, no pictures and no words, it is also called the Book of Heaven, and this can still cause martial arts disputes, just thinking, there is a person behind him, upside down, look at the scroll on the ground, immediately grab it and look at it, surprised, "It's the Book of Heaven!"

"Oops!" Wu Yifan immediately snatched the scroll, shook his palm, pushed it with palm force, and hit Wu Yifan's chest, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, "Dad!"

"Son, son!" shouted, holding his head and twitching together.

Wu Yifan's blood splashed on the book of heaven, and suddenly, the white page of paper slowly appeared with a picture, he just glanced at it, and he had the same headache as the one, and twitched on the ground.