Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 108 Apprenticeship
But the drunk Taoist shouted from the side: "Don't you even meet your parents? Then how did you go to Shaolin Temple?" I took it to Shaolin Temple and heard from his old man that my home used to be in a small village in the north, and then a group of horse thieves came and killed all the old and young in the village. My parents also died at the hands of horse thieves. Uncle passed by later and found me lying in the arms of a middle-aged woman, because the middle-aged woman was covering me tightly with her body, and I was in a deep sleep. left with property.

I don't know if that middle-aged woman is my mother, but she treats me like this, even my mother is nothing more than that. If I find out those horse thieves in the future, I must ask them for clarification! "As he said, a black light shot out from his eyes, revealing his evil spirit.

After hearing this, Mr. Ximen secretly blamed the drunken Taoist for his talkativeness, and hurriedly said, "Brother Fang, if your parents were really killed by horse thieves, it is only natural for you to avenge them, but this has to be done." Take your time, there are so many horse thieves in the world, it is extremely difficult to find the murderer, now we are here for the 'Tianhe Baolu', I hope Brother Fang can win the treasure, learn to become a peerless master, he will take revenge easily .By the way, Brother Fang, I have a request, I wonder if you can agree to it?"

Fang Jianming said with a smile: "Mr. Ximen, don't be polite. If you have anything to say, just say it. As long as the younger generation is able to do it, you will definitely do it." There is no successor, I see that my brother is very qualified, and I intend to pass on this unique skill to you. I am old and I will not live long. If you learn this unique skill, it will not cause it to be buried with the old man. Of course, this is not Accepting you as an apprentice, you already have a master, I can't be your master no matter what, it's our meeting gift, I wonder if you are willing to learn this unique skill?"

Hearing these words, Fang Jianming was both surprised and delighted. This meeting gift was too great. Fang Jianming was hesitating when the sick scholar said coldly: "Boy, what are you still hesitating for? This kind of good thing is rare in a hundred years. Ximen Even the old man can’t figure out the reason for his disguise, you learn it, and you will benefit endlessly in this life, do mother-in-laws still look like a man?”

Fang Jianming hurriedly fell to the ground, kowtowed to Mr. Ximen, and said: "Master, please accept my disciple's worship." Mr. Ximen was extremely surprised, and hurriedly pulled him up, saying: "Didn't you say that? I can't be your master!" Fang Jianming said: "Master Ximen, the ceremony just now was a gift for disciples to teach you skills, now I call you Master Ximen, although I don't directly call you master, but in the hearts of disciples I have already regarded you as a master, and I still look at Master Ximen!"

Mr. Ximen laughed, and said: "How can I blame you, I'm too happy to be happy!" Only the Taoist drunk said with a smile: "Ximen, you can be regarded as fulfilling your wish. Now you have no worries about learning and learning, so that you don't have to be around me all the time." Nagging in your ears, you have accepted a good apprentice, don’t you want to show it?” Mr. Ximen said with a smile: “Didn’t I invite you to dinner? The food in your hand was bought by me with money. The old man really has money to buy food, he didn't ask me for money that time, hehe..."

But I heard a laughing old man's voice from outside the door, saying: "Ximen, you are still thinking about your money, isn't it just eighty-eight thousand fifty-four taels, I will make a fortune some other day, and I will pay you back twice, so as to save money." You speak ill of me again!" Following the words, the laughing old man walked past the door, holding a washed hairless squirrel in his hand, glanced into the main hall, and turned into a room, Probably looking for something to hold squirrel meat.

After a while, he came in with a pot in his hand, Fang Jianming hurriedly got up to help, but the old man smiled and said: "Come on, go and pick up two big stones for me, remember?" If you can stew meat over a fire, don’t do anything else.” Fang Jianming ran out quickly, picked up two big stones and came in, laughing at the old man, put the two big stones away, put the pot on top, and smoked the burning pot The firewood was put under the pot, and a few more firewood were added. The Qilin Mouse was sitting next to the big fire to keep warm. Seeing that the old man had started another fire, he jumped over and lay down in front of the pot to warm up.

Seeing this, the drunk Taoist laughed and scolded: "This kid didn't like the kind that I killed it before, but now he's fighting around the pot. I'm so mad!" Fang Jianming laughed and said: "Senior, it's not a squirrel. , it is an ancient strange beast named Qilin Rat, which probably has some relationship with squirrels, but it is not a squirrel." The drunk Taoist heard it, and said "Oh", "So that's how it is."

At that moment, the laughing old man was sitting in front of the pot stewing meat, the Qilin rat was lying beside him, while Fang Jianming, the drunk Taoist, and the sick scholar were warming up around the big fire and chatting some gossip.When Fang Jianming mentioned that his adoptive father was the God of Swords, both the old man and Mr. Ximen looked surprised. They didn’t know that Fang Jianming had another adoptive father. When Mr. Ximen heard the news, he felt even more happy. Turned upside down.

Although he is not a master of the heaven or earth rankings, his martial arts are catching up with his heaven and earth ranking masters, and he is also a rare master in the world. In human's opinion, in terms of aptitude, he is no less than that sick scholar, but he prefers disguise technique, and puts martial arts second. Otherwise, with his aptitude, he will practice martial arts seriously, and he will definitely have a place among the masters on the list. .

That laughing old man is not a master of the heavenly list or the local list. The reason why he is not famous is because, like Mr. Ximen, he has a stronger hobby than martial arts. His luxury is delicious food. He ate all the delicacies in the world. Similarly, he ate a lot and became a culinary expert. He learned how to make a variety of dishes and created several ways to eat them. Of course, his special skills are not easy for everyone to eat. Yes, only a friend with whom he has a very close relationship, he will personally do something for a friend.It's ridiculous that Fang Jianming didn't know where these two old guys came from, and he thought they were masters on the heaven or earth list.

Seeing the setting sun, at dusk, the pot of stewed squirrel meat that the laughing old man was about to come out of the pot, the laughing old man ran back to the house, took out several large bowls, and handed them to the other four. Where did you get it? Seeing that there was no place for it, the Qilin Mouse screamed anxiously, looked at Fang Jianming very aggrieved, laughed at the old man, laughed, patted his forehead, walked back, and brought a big bowl Come over and put it in front of the Qilin Mouse, the Qilin Mouse turned from worry to joy, happily shook its long tail, and squeaked at the laughing old man. Fang Jianming smiled and said: "Senior, it is thanking you!" Laughing The old man smiled and said, "Oh, really, can you understand its cry?"

Fang Jianming said: "I can not only understand its cry, but also understand its temperament very well, but it is also very powerful, and can understand our words!"

The drunk Taoist listened to it and shouted: "Is it really so magical? Okay, let me try it. Since it can understand what I say, then I will tell it to roll, Qilin Mouse, give me a roll." Take a look!" The Qilin Mouse stared at him and didn't move. The drunk Taoist said a few times, but the Qilin Mouse still didn't move. Fang Jianming secretly laughed in his heart and said: "Senior, you tell it to roll, that's a contempt. It, it is not happy, you tell it to go to the room, just jump, Mao, but listen to the senior, don't play your temper!"

After hearing this, the drunken Taoist pointed to the big bell and said to the Qilin Mouse: "Jump to the top, can it be done?" At the top of the bell, the speed was so fast that it was nine points faster than a hidden weapon. The four of them were shocked. The sick scholar opened his eyes and looked at Fang Jianming, saying: "Boy Fang, you have become more and more mysterious. Growing up in Shaolin, you worshiped Shaolin monks as your teacher, and the sword god is your adoptive father. The blue tide flute is on your body, and you carry an evil sword of unknown origin on your back, and now there is such a light kung fu that is not inferior Master Qilin Mouse, it seems that your fate is really not shallow!"

Fang Jianming chuckled and didn't speak.Seeing the lightning-like speed of the Qilin Mouse, the drunken Taoist shouted: "My dear, you actually run like a ghost shadow. It seems that it really deserves to be called an ancient beast. I can't underestimate it." The smiling old man sniffed it. Sniff, he was overjoyed suddenly, and said: "That's good, that's good, the ever-changing squirrel meat I stewed by myself is ready, come here, I'll serve it to everyone."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to pick up the pot. The pot had just come off the flame, and he held it in his hand as if nothing had happened. When he opened the lid, a strong fragrance came out, and the main hall was instantly enveloped in this fragrance. At the beginning, this fragrance had some sweet smell, and later it turned into a sour smell. As soon as the sour smell hit the nostrils, it smelled deep in the nostrils, but it turned into a faint floral fragrance, which was very pleasant.

Just smelling this fragrance, one's index finger would move, let alone eat it.The laughing old man served a bowl of squirrel meat for everyone, and said to the unicorn: "Although this squirrel meat is delicious, you are of the same kind as it anyway, so you don't want to eat the meat, drink the soup, this soup is also very delicious." Delicious food!" He poured a bowl of soup for the Qilin Mouse.

Fang Jianming put a piece of squirrel meat in his mouth, took a bite, and felt that the taste was something he had never tasted before. The scent was sweet, spicy, sour, bitter, and just tasted a taste, it changed again After eating it, after eating it, it was full of lingering fragrance and endless aftertaste. The five people quickly ate and drank the squirrel meat and soup, and the refreshment in their hearts was really indescribable.The laughing old man took their bowls and poured a large bowl of wine for each of them. The drunk Taoist had already opened the paper bag in his hand and spread it on the ground. There was a lot of delicious food in it. The drunk Taoist drank the bowl He untied the gourd from his back, tore off a piece of chicken leg, chewed it, and drank it. His wine gourd was so strange. Fang Jianming saw that he drank a lot of wine, but he didn't finish it.

(End of this chapter)