The descendants of Taiwu are very famous

Chapter 10 The Infatuated Nightmare

As usual, Xiang Dangdang was ecstatically looking at Shaolin cheat books when suddenly, he found someone gently pinching his shoulder.

Turning his head, Dang Dang found that Xin Chi was clinging to his back.

"Benefactor Taiwu, you have read the book for a day, your neck should be a little sore, let me pinch it for you."

Xiang Dangdang didn't think much about it, she just felt that Zen Master Jian Zhuan was caring, afraid that she would be tired from reading, so she even sent his disciples to relax her.

"Oh, that's a troublesome senior brother. Don't tell me, after sitting for so long, my neck does feel a little sore."

Xinzhi squeezed for a while, and handed over a cup of tea in his hand, "Master Taiwu, this cup is refreshing tea, you can drink it."

Resounding because of her good impression of Shaolin Temple, she didn't become suspicious, picked up the cup, and poured it down in one gulp.

Seeing that Xiang Dangdang drank the tea, Xinzhi suddenly showed a secret joy on his face. He walked to the door, closed the door gently, and then sat by the bed, fidgeting and waiting for something.

While waiting, Xinzhi chatted with Xiang Dangdang, "Master Taiwu, where do you plan to go after you finish your Shaolin studies?"

"Where else can I go? Of course I went to find my adoptive father. I don't know where the old man went."

"It seems that you have a deep relationship with your adoptive father." Xinzhi slightly pulled back the brown monk robe on his body.

"Naturally, although he is said to be out of tune all day long, he still has nothing to say to my adoptive daughter. I was brought up by him, and I still have feelings."

"Huh?" The infatuated suddenly froze, righteous daughter? !What righteous daughter? ?

At this moment, Dangdang stood up suddenly, "Oh, it's not the dog days yet, why does it feel so hot?"

Xinzhi looked at the agitated bang in front of him, and said with disbelief in his eyes: "The adopted daughter?? You just said that you are the adopted daughter of your adoptive father??"

Dangdang threw away the Shaolin cheats in his hand, turned around, his face flushed as if he was drunk.He said in a rough voice: "Why, what's wrong with me being my adoptive father's adoptive daughter."

Seeing the loud and shiny bald head in front of him getting closer and closer, he stepped back half a step with cold sweat on his head, and then slowly moved towards the door, "Tai... Taiwu benefactor, you learn slowly, Poor... The poor monk just thought that there are still some miscellaneous things--"

Before he finished speaking, Dangdang suddenly stretched out his arm, and pushed Xinzhi's chest hard, with a "bang", Xinzhu was thrown heavily on the big bed.

Just when Xiang Dang's eyes were red and he rushed directly, the frightened madman who was about to fly away from marriage, quickly performed Shaolin light kung fu, gecko's wall-swimming kung fu, and flew towards the only exit, the window, stepping on the wall.

Seeing that Xinchao had leaned his upper body out of the window and was about to escape from the sky, a pair of big iron-like hands pulled his ankles and pulled them into the room forcefully.

Desperate tears kept falling on Xinzhi's face, and his arms were tightly hooked to the window, "Sister Dangdang!!! I was wrong!! Sister Dangdang, please forgive me, I will never dare again!! Forgive me !! Be a sister!!!”

However, listening to the infatuated screams and the loud panting, Dangdang was completely indifferent.The veins in her two thick arms suddenly burst out, and she grabbed the infatuated ankle and pulled it hard,
"Zizizi" sounded harshly, and his trembling hands left eight desperate scratches on the wooden window frame. "No!!!"

Then, in the resounding house, there was a despondent scream.

Half an hour later, the effect of the medicine wore off, and Dangdang came to her senses. She was stunned for a moment when she saw the infatuation with her naked face underneath her. "Huh?? What's going on here??"

Immediately afterwards, what happened just half an hour ago came back to her mind. Not only was she not angry, but her face was beaming with joy, "Wow!! That feeling is very comfortable, brother infatuated, let's do it again!!"

Lying on the bed, Xinfan's eyes were empty, and the tears on his face were still wet, like a soulless doll being played with by Dangdang at will.

In the Shaolin Temple where the sky was getting dark, the angry Ning Shuning walked home muttering something.

When she just walked near the door of the house, she saw the monk called Xinzhi, wearing a tattered monk's robe, slowly moving towards this side with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Ning Shuning quickly ran up to him, pointed at him vigorously with her flamboyant hand, and shouted: "You are a big liar!! There is no troupe at all, you are a liar!! I just said, how could someone I will invite the theater troupe in the temple, and I searched around your Shaolin Temple, but I didn’t even find the Daxiong Hall!!”

Looking at Ning Shuning who was furious in front of her, she suddenly let out a wow and cried loudly. The voice was so miserable that it really made those who heard it feel sad and those who saw it shed tears.

Ning Shuning was so shocked by the scene in front of her, she didn't know why the monk was crying so badly after being scolded by herself.

Seeing that the madman was crying more and more sad, Ning Shuning said softly with some helplessness: "Forget it, I don't blame you, monk, don't cry, you are playing tricks on me, and you still cry so loudly, I didn't What do you say?"

Ignoring the girl in front of her, she slowly moved towards her bodhi hall while choking with sobs.

When Ning Shuning came to her home with her head in a daze, she unexpectedly found that her sister Dangdang, who was not reading those martial arts cheats, was actually humming and washing the quilt with a big wooden basin.

"Sister Dangdang, why didn't you practice today? Have you finished studying those books?"

Dangdang shook his head, "You don't know, I just discovered something more interesting than practicing martial arts and eating."

"What's the matter?" Ning Shuning looked curious, clasping her resounding arms with both hands.

Dangdang gently rubbed her big wet hands on her small head, then turned around and continued washing the clothes in his hands. "Hey, you're too young, I'll tell you when you grow up."

In the following month, Xin Chi found that his nightmare was coming, no matter at any time, as long as the resounding witch wanted it.

No matter where she was, no matter what she was doing, she would suddenly appear, tie herself up in an empty woodshed and humiliate her at will.

And I can't refute her interest, if I don't cater to her, she will really beat someone.

Every time he saw that shiny bald head rising and falling on his body, he felt like dying. He never thought that he would have such a day.

Since then, the sky in Shaolin Temple is always green.

What's even more sad is that I can't go to the abbot to complain about this kind of thing, so I can only hold back the grievance in my heart, and let the witch humiliate me at will.

(End of this chapter)