"You...... How do you know?" Uncle Liu's expression was solemn, and his face was full of doubts.

What do you mean?

Xiao Qi smiled, and had to say, "Guess ......"

Uncle Liu didn't ask again, even if he thought about it with his knees, he knew that this was nonsense.

A little guy who has never been out of the village or read a book can guess the source after listening to the mental method that he may not understand at all...... What's more, although the [Bodhicitta Method] is a seventy-two stunt, there is still a gap between it and those famous martial arts, and its reputation is not obvious, even the monks in the temple have rarely heard of it, and you will come as a child when you open your mouth......

But thinking about the black bowl in this child's hand like a monster, I don't care.

Uncle Liu hesitated a little and asked, "Then you still need me...... Explain?"

Hearing this, Xiao Qi's pounding heart immediately calmed down, and he changed to a strange look......

He is empty-eyed, and you treat me as a little monster that you were born to know?

There are teachers who teach who still teach themselves, and the fool refuses!

"Yes!"

So, Uncle Liu put aside all his doubts and patiently began to explain in detail from the beginning......

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......

Laifu Restaurant, the shopkeeper's bedroom.

"Get up!

The proprietress of Hedong who made up by the window roared, and Hu Laifu, who was sleeping soundly, immediately opened his eyes, didn't let go of a fart, and began to get dressed, the round body was very efficient, and in less than three minutes, after wearing, folding the bed, and washing his face, he stood next to his wife with low eyebrows, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

"I ask you, what about the one hundred taels?"

The proprietress asked casually as she drew her eyebrows.

"This ......"

As soon as Hu Laifu remembered the strange feeling at that time, he felt panicked in his heart, and continued to accompany him carefully: "Daughter-in-law, you also saw it at that time...... I...... This...... It's ......."

The proprietress glared at her: "Then forget it? That's a hundred taels of silver! Our half-month procurement fee is enough for that little meal to eat and drink for half a year! I'll tell you...... You can swallow this breath, but I can't swallow it! What do you say?"

Although the business is fair and the reputation is very important, these two are obviously not good at stubble.

Only from a radius of dozens of miles, only one of their restaurants can be glimpsed.

Hu Laifu pursed his lips secretly, and said in his heart: "At that time, no one was scared and screamed, I slept for a while, but I remembered this stubble again......

He was afraid of trouble, but at this time he had to be tough, otherwise he would not be allowed to go to bed at night......

After thinking about it, he quickly had an idea, and replied: "In a month, it will be Qingming, your brother will return to his hometown to worship his ancestors, and when the time comes, he will talk to him and say ......"

Huh?

The proprietress was very surprised, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

turned around and pinched the fat face happily, but I didn't expect to say it casually, this dead fat man had a good trick.

Merely......

"My brother's martial arts are absolutely fine, but that black bowl is not easy to move......"

At that time, Zhao Sansheng's stick that stopped on Xiao Qi's forehead is still vivid, as if it ...... It's like a demon law!

Hu Laifu behind him was more and more transparent, and reminded with a smile: "Don't forget what is the most powerful thing about our brother, it is ...... 'poison'!"

At this moment, the proprietress reacted completely, turned around and hugged the fat face, and kissed it fiercely!

"Haha...... Let him be free for a few more days, and then the bowl will be ours, and his life will be ours!"

"Yes yes yes ......"

Hu Laifu's voice should be yes, with a dog-legged look.

"Hmm...... The old lady wants to put on makeup, get out!"

Hu Laifu answered, opened the door and walked out of the house, until the moment the door was closed, his waist straightened.

......

......

"Xiao Qi, do you understand?"

"Uncle Liu, I really understand!"

“...... Xiao Qi, you can't be specious in cultivating martial arts, especially if you are practicing for the first time, and you can't be sloppy at all, can you still remember the route of martial arts? Don't forget the eight points I said...... Well, I'll tell you again......"

After saying that, I thought about myself......

Xiao Qi opened his mouth and looked at Uncle Liu who was talking in front of him blankly, and was speechless for a while.

Already...... Seven times......

Seven times!

Could it be that after his identity was broken by Xiao Qidao, Uncle Liu's hidden "Tang Seng" attribute was also opened?

Seeing that Uncle Liu was immersed in his own world and couldn't extricate himself, Xiao Qi slowly closed his eyes, and while reciting the mantra silently, he sank his mind into it.

Uncle Liu closed his mouth and looked at him quietly.

Half an hour later, there was a warm breath in the dantian.

Xiao Qi was even more excited, and Uncle Liu was completely relieved and turned around to chop wood.

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......

The following days gradually got on the right track, and Uncle Liu's meticulous care for Xiao Qi also made Xiao Qi feel at ease with him, and even dared to look at the system in front of him, so he didn't have to shy away from it. Although Uncle Liu can't see the "light curtain", he has already learned that as long as Xiao Qi suddenly looks at a certain place with a dull gaze, it is time for Bacheng to "get sick" again, because the next development is nothing more than two kinds, sometimes it is a sudden outburst, pointing to the sky and scolding his mother, and swearing words are endless......;

After a short period of contact, Uncle Liu still didn't know anything about Xiao Qi, but Xiao Qi had changed his way to get all the news he wanted to know from Uncle Liu's mouth.

The most valuable thing is that he finally knows where this world of martial arts is rampant......

"Uncle Liu, according to what you said, you are a disciple of the abbot's lineage, how promising you are, why did you go to the small mountain village to cut wood?"

Xiao Qi blinked his eyes and asked "cutely".

Uncle Liu took a step back without a trace and sighed: "Alas...... It's hard to put into words. ”

"What's so hard to say?" Xiao Qi was puzzled, "It's just a precept offense! Uncle Liu, what kind of precept are you committing? What I want to ask is actually this question, right...... Monks are not allowed to lie~~"

Uncle Liu sweated on his forehead, and Ai Ai said, "This ...... This ......"

"Killed, set fire, or ...... Or is it that or that?"

What's that?!

Uncle Liu is on fire!

Am I that unbearable!

Amitabha, disciple sin......

Although he has been vulgar for many years, Uncle Liu has always demanded himself with the rules of Buddhism, but since he met this bear child, he has repeatedly violated the precepts...... Well, the Anger Ring.

Uncle Liu sighed again, but he didn't hide it, and said directly: "Murder ......" After speaking, he added: "Innocent people ......"

Xiao Qi frowned: "What the hell is going on? Uncle Liu, you can't do such a thing......"

"That year, I was a martial arts Xiaocheng, received the master's order, traveled far away, and met the demon Ding Chunqiu in an inn, this person actually tested the poison with a living person, I believed in Bodhi Xiaocheng, not afraid of ordinary poison skills, and saved people, but I didn't know that I was already highly poisoned, and I had a phantom in my brain, and I killed a person by mistake...... He just wanted me to break my vows and destroy the 'Buddha' that I believed in...... The master didn't punish me, it was because I couldn't pass myself...... The common surname is Liu, and the name has been forgotten...... Later, he lived and made a living by chopping wood. ”

Uncle Liu said that it was sad, but Xiao Qi listened carefully at first, but later he was obviously distracted.

"Ding Chunqiu...... Poison, is this ...... Draco?"

Xiao Qi was stunned for a moment, then excitedly grabbed Uncle Liu's arm, and asked urgently: "Uncle Liu, is your master the abbot of Xuanci?" Is there a South Murong and a North Qiao Feng on the rivers and lakes? Is there Dali in the south and Xixia in the west?

In an excited mood, Xiao Qi was incoherent.

Uncle Liu didn't know the reason, but he still replied sentence by sentence: "My master is the abbot of Xuanci, Murong is from the Jiangnan family, Qiao Feng has heard Uncle Xuanku mention a few words, it seems that he has become his lay disciple, how can it be compared with the family? Of course, the south is taken care of, and the west also has Xixia, and the six-vein divine sword vaguely remembers that it is the martial arts of the Duan family of Tianlong Temple, but I don't know who the Tubo monk you are talking about......

Although Murong does not refer to a family, even if it is a family, Qiao Feng's role alone is almost the same!

The Tibetan monk is Gu Mozhi, a villain!

But now is not the time to think about that.

After hearing this, Xiao Qi sat on the ground and said in disbelief: "It's really ...... Tenryu Babu ......"