Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 162: Things to do in the Qingjing Courtyard
Chu Pingsheng patted Fan Chong on the shoulder and blinked: "Don't worry, I will be fine. There are so many masters, how can it be possible for me, a person who has been poisoned by the fatal cold poison, to see as much as me?"

It was okay if he didn't say it. When he said that, Fan Chong's face became even more bitter.

Comparatively speaking, Dong Zhao was even more heartless. He pointed at the fence and saw the two people approaching. He trembled, but was unable to break free from the hemp ropes. The three monkeys were so anxious that they screamed and said: : "Junior brother Chu, why did you capture them and bring them to the firewood courtyard..."

Chu Pingsheng said meaningfully: "Kill the chicken to scare the monkey. Let's see if this scar-faced monkey dares to bully the junior fellow students in our men's academy who go up the mountain to collect firewood."

After saying that, with a flick of his finger, a piece of firewood as thick as his little finger flew out and hit the monkey king's crotch accurately. The squeaking sound stopped suddenly, and after two breaths, it turned into a miserable wail, which had to be repaired by the wooden fence. Soon, the peg was inserted very deep, otherwise it would have collapsed long ago.

Dong Zhao shivered and subconsciously tightened his legs.

In the few years since Chu Pingsheng started, he was often bullied by the monkeys on the mountain. They would pull his clothes, suddenly jump out to scare people, and grab the dry food in the package... Many disciples have experienced similar things, but few people go to bully them after learning Qinggong well. Own monkey revenge.

Only this kid, an animal bites him and he needs a piece of firewood for "a piece of firewood", let alone a human being. When combined with Cao Qing's experience, he always feels that the phrase "killing chickens to scare monkeys" does not only refer to tying someone to the fence. three monkeys grilled chicken in front of them.

"Eat, eat, it's delicious."

Chu Pingsheng endured the heat and pulled off a chicken leg and handed it to Fan Chong. The other five generations of disciples stayed away after knowing what happened in the afternoon, for fear that he would harm them. Only Fan Chong and Dong Zhao came to visit. Regarding this, He was still a little moved.

Fan Chong and Dong Zhao looked at each other and found it difficult to understand his operation, but they still nodded and agreed, thinking that the most they could do was to get scolded. In this way, they could do their best and be worthy of Junior Brother Chu.

Chu Pingsheng had a sarcastic look on his face. He had a damn talent for cooking. He had learned it through his work-study program at a barbecue stall during the summer vacation when he was in college. He could roast chicken, duck, mutton, etc., so let him be the chef? I can make nine meals of instant noodles in three days.

"what?"

"Junior brother..."

Fan Chong hesitated for a moment, knowing that his persuasion was useless, so he could only take the chicken leg, put it to his mouth and took a bite.

Fan Chong said seriously: "Junior brother, please tell me, as long as we can do whatever we can."

Dong Zhao didn't eat either. He looked hungry and subconsciously licked his lips.

Fan Chong was stunned for a moment: "Please Master Chu teach you the Emei Nine Yang Kung Fu?"

Dong Zhao reminded from the side: "Junior Brother Chu, you are not the direct disciple of Uncle Chu. Logically speaking, he cannot teach you Emei Nine Yang Kung Fu, and now you have made the leader so angry that he vomited blood... The matter with Uncle Ji is still unclear. There is no result, this request... I'm afraid it will be difficult. "

But he also knows that in the world of martial arts, it would be too much to be scientific in everything.

A plump roast chicken was given to them three times and five times divided by two. Dong Zhao couldn't get enough of it, so he patted his belly and said, "Junior brother Chu, your skills are much better than those incompetent guys in the kitchen. All year round, The few dishes we tossed over and over, boiled chrysanthemum, braised tofu, pickled radish, and occasionally some shredded pork were given to the fourth-generation uncle and uncle. If we, the fifth-generation disciples, wanted to eat something good, we had to make our own meals."

"cough……"

Chu Pingsheng chuckled: "You just want to be lobbyists. Success or failure is determined."

Chu Pingsheng said: "I would like to ask you to go to Master Chu and ask him to teach me the Emei Nine Yang Kung Fu."

He coughed lightly and glanced at the monkey on the fence that had given up its struggle: "The chicken has been eaten, and the words have been spoken. Two senior brothers, I have a favor... I would like to ask you to help me."

The three of them chatted for a while about what happened on Wudang Mountain. Fan Chong and Dong Zhao said goodbye and left. They argued for a while on the road and did not choose to go to Uncle Chu the next day. They knocked on the door of the master's dormitory that night to beg for mercy. The tone revealed Chu Pingsheng's thoughts.

In order to be able to eat delicious roast chicken in the future, Fan Chong also complimented: "I didn't expect that Junior Brother Chu, in addition to his enviable swordsmanship talent, is also a good hand at roast chicken."

To their surprise, Chu Xingui did not refuse on the spot. Instead, he asked Ji Xiaofu to pass on the Emei Nine Yang Kung because the boss had not yet given a decision on the matter of Ji Xiaofu having an affair with Chu Ping and giving birth to a daughter out of wedlock. Because it was too early, the two of them went back to wait for news.

He tore off another chicken leg and handed it over. Dong Zhao didn't hesitate, took it in his hand and devoured it. The food was much uglier than Fan Chong's, but the key point was that he was biased, which made Chu Pingsheng wish he could slap him twice.

The plump chicken entered his mouth with heat and oil. The tender texture and salty aroma captured his taste buds. He instantly forgot all those worries. The more he chewed, the better it became. He kept nodding his head and making moans and groans of praise.

Chu Pingsheng thought the two of them were quite funny. Old nun Mie was advocating a clean life, and Mount Emei also followed the Qing Dynasty from top to bottom. Is it possible for people who practice martial arts not to eat high-protein and high-calorie foods? I can't stand it.

This attitude is quite ambiguous.

If the two parties in the conversation were of equal status, this statement could be said to be a polite rejection that did not want to break up. The problem is that the status of the two parties was unequal. Chu Xingui could have acted more forcefully to dispel their wishful thinking.

Is it possible that... Mr. Chu has ever thought of passing on the Emei Nine Yang Technique in his life?

The two of them were confused by this result, and found that they couldn't understand the situation at hand.

...The night breeze is gentle and the moon is bright in the sky.

Compared with the situation in Wugou Villa, Qingjing Villa is much quieter, because the fifth-generation female disciples don't know how injured Master Miejie is, so they are all waiting for news with peace of mind.

At the end of Haishi, Ding Minjun dragged his exhausted body back to the courtyard where the lay female disciples were. Bei Jinyi, Li Mingxia, Zhao Lingzhu and others heard the footsteps and came out of their respective rooms to ask about Master Miejie's situation.

Previously, Master Jingxu had driven away all the fourth-generation female disciples who were waiting for news outside the quiet room except Ding Minjun. After all, she was the senior sister among lay disciples, and her identity was there.

Now that she walked back to the courtyard, she would certainly attract the attention of her junior sisters.

"Senior Sister Ding, you are back. What did Senior Sister say? How is Master's injury? Are you okay?" Zhao Lingzhu's mouth is usually like a machine gun, but at this moment, the speed of his speech is beyond the reach of Bei Jinyi and others.

Ding Minjun smiled and said: "Master is fine, so he got angry and attacked his heart. The movement of Qi went wrong. Now with the help of Senior Sister Jingxuan, he has adjusted his emotions and Qi. However, he needs to rest for a while before he can regain his previous skills."

After hearing what she said, several people breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Mingxia said bitterly: "Thankfully Master is fine, otherwise Ji Xiaofu would never be able to atone for her sins by dying."

Zhao Lingzhu said: "Shouldn't the most hateful one be Chu Pingsheng? Master has long said that the men's academy is accepting more and more disciples, but the good and the bad are mixed. Either the qualifications are so poor that you can't see, or the intentions are evil, huh, if you don't see it, For the sake of Uncle Gu Hongzi, Wugou Villa should have been banned long ago, especially this Chu Pingsheng, we must not let him off lightly, don’t you think so, Senior Sister Ding?”

Ding Minjun nodded and said, "Yes, Junior Sister Zhao is right, we cannot let him off lightly."

Bei Jinyi said: "Senior Sister Ding has been waiting outside the quiet room for a long time and hasn't eaten dinner. She must be exhausted. If we have anything to say, we can talk about it tomorrow. It's better to let her go back to her room to rest early."

Li Mingxia, Zhao Lingzhu and others nodded and went back to their rooms to rest with relief.

Ding Minjun also walked to his room. When he was young, he entered the room, closed the door, took out the fire stick, shook it, and lit the candle on the table.

The dim light dispelled the darkness. Just when she was about to take off her coat and go to bed to rest, she suddenly noticed a shadow on the ground and turned around in shock.

At this moment, a palm fell and hit her hard on the face.

Snapped……

Ding Minjun staggered and fell to the ground. When she looked up with humiliation, anger and fear, she saw a face illuminated by candlelight, her expression was stunned.

"You...how did you get into the women's college?"

Chu Pingsheng smiled coldly: "Four generations of female disciples with good skills are gathered outside the master's Zen room. Do you think the few remaining kittens can notice me?"

This is true. Chu Pingsheng has absorbed 90% of her skills. Fourth-generation disciples like Li Mingxia and Zhao Lingzhu are no longer his opponents. The Qingjing Courtyard is in chaos because the leader is angry and vomiting blood. Familiar Given the terrain, it wouldn't be difficult for him to sneak in here.

Ding Minjun touched his burning face and gritted his teeth and said, "Aren't you afraid of me calling someone?"

"Shout, I dare to be tough in front of you. Do you think I will be afraid of you shouting?"

Chu Pingsheng stepped forward and slapped him again.

How could Ding Minjun escape with her current meager skills? Pa, she received another real slap, which made her hair disheveled, eyes flying, and she was completely confused. What happened in the afternoon made her mentally and physically exhausted, and she didn't eat. After dinner, after these two slaps came down, I felt so weak that it was difficult to get up.

laugh……

Chu Pingsheng suddenly used force and tore the gauze skirt she was wearing to pieces: "It's in vain that I thought you were pitiful when you cried before I went down the mountain. I thought I'd be nicer to you in the future. After all, you are my woman, but what can I do?" I never expected that you would team up with Hu Fengying to stab me in the back."

! ! ! ! !

Only then did Ding Minjun understand that the reason why Chu Pingsheng slapped her twice when they met was because she was blamed for Hu Fengying's revelation that Ji Xiaofu had a daughter in front of Master Jue.

From Chu Pingsheng's point of view, it was reasonable to feel angry, and it was normal to want to retaliate against her.

But in this matter...she was wronged, okay?

"You thought...uh..."

She turned her face and was about to speak out to defend herself when a strong hand grabbed her neck, and the force was "just right", making her speechless and suffocating, but not enough to strangle her to death.

(End of this chapter)