Five hundred and fortieth chapters lose the bet five
The two girls felt very strange when they saw the four monks calling the young monk "Uncle Master" and performing the ceremony with great respect. For a moment, they saw his eyes in a daze, staring at the green man.
Even for an ordinary man, it is extremely inappropriate to be so rude, let alone a monk. The girl in green blushed and turned away, while the girl in blue had an angry look on her face.
Fang Yu was unconscious and thought to himself: "Why did she turn her head? Her face was so slightly red, even a hundred little girls standing together in Lichun Courtyard did not have a single eyebrow as good-looking as hers. Every time she smiled
, I will give her ten thousand li of silver, which is well worth it.”
Fang Yu thought again: "Miss Fang, the little princess, Mrs. Hong, Jian Ning, Shuang'er Yatou, and Miss Zeng who played dice, all these people together are not as beautiful as the fairy in front of me.
My little treasure doesn’t want to be the emperor, the leader of the Shenlong Cult, or the chief rudder of the Heaven and Earth Society. I don’t care about being a high-ranking official in a yellow mantle with three eyes and flamboyant feathers. I have to be this little girl’s husband.
.
No, Shuang'er is my perfect match, Shuang'er is the best. This girl can be an equal wife at best, that's right!"
In an instant, countless thoughts passed through his mind, and he made the determination to go through fire and water without giving up, but the look on his face was a little weird.
When the four monks and two women saw him, they suddenly smiled and gnashed their teeth, and they seemed to be going crazy.
Jingji and Jingqing shouted several times: "Master's uncle, Master's uncle!"
Fang Yu seemed not to have heard anything. After a while, he woke up from his fantasy and let out a long breath.
The girl in the blue shirt initially said that he was lecherous and frivolous, but then she saw that he looked different and thought that the young monk was probably an idiot. She asked funnyly: "Is this young monk your great-uncle?"
Jingji hurriedly said: "Girl, please be more polite with your words. These eminent monks, whose Dharma names are Hui and Ming, are one of the two eminent monks of the same generation in this temple, and they are the junior disciples of the abbot and abbot."
Both girls were slightly startled, then found it even more funny, and shook their heads in disbelief.
The girl in green said with a smile: "Senior sister, we won't be fooled by his deception. How can this little... little mage be an eminent monk?"
These few words were crisp, charming, and gentle. Fang Yu was so frightened that he couldn't help but learn: "This little... little mage, how come he is such an eminent monk?"
As soon as this sentence was read, Fang Yu's frivolous and scoundrel intentions were clearly revealed. The two girls immediately darkened their faces, and the four monks of the Jing generation also felt that this young master's great uncle Taiye was rude and felt ashamed.
The blue girl snorted and asked, "Are you an eminent monk from Shaolin Temple?"
Fang Yu said: "A monk is a monk, but he is not an eminent monk. Look at me, I am so short. I am just a dwarf monk."
The girl in the blue shirt raised her eyebrows and said loudly: "We heard someone say that the Shaolin Temple is a collection of martial arts from all over the world, with seventy-two unique skills that are unfathomable. My two sisters are envious in their hearts and came here to pay their respects.
I didn’t expect that your martial arts skills are mediocre, and the monks in the temple are unruly and slick, just like street gangsters, which is very disappointing. Let’s go!” He turned around and left the pavilion.
Jingqing stopped her behind and said, "The female benefactor came to the Shaolin Temple and attacked people. Even if she wants to leave, she must leave her name as a revered master."
When Fang Yu heard the words "beating someone," he thought: "So they have beaten someone before. No wonder Jingqing and the others are arguing."
I saw that both Jingqing and Jingji had red palm prints on their left cheeks, showing that they had received a slap each.
He chatted with the monks in the temple and knew that the martial arts of these Zhike monks were among the least popular in the temple. The abbot sent them to receive the benefactor who came to the temple to celebrate the occasion because they were very articulate but their martial arts were very low.
Shaolin Temple has been famous in the martial arts world for more than a thousand years, and countless martial artists come to the temple every month to receive instruction. The monks who know the guest have low martial arts skills and cannot fight with others.
Otherwise, the Shaolin Temple will become a place for violent fights, which will not only hinder the pursuit of purity, but also violate the Buddhist meaning of compassion and non-controversy. It will also be inappropriate and make people laugh.
The girl in the blue shirt obviously didn't know the reason. She just hit two Shaolin monks with one move. She was very proud and said: "With your little effort, you also want the girl to leave the name of master. Huh, you are worthy."
Not worthy?"
Jingji had just suffered from her and knew that with the five of him, he could not stop them. The two girls went down the mountain to spread the word, saying that they had come to the Shaolin Temple and beat up two monks and walked away, but the other party kept coming.
I don’t know where I came from, so where should I put the name of Shaolin Temple?
Jingji then said: "We four monks are responsible for receiving the benefactor. Our martial arts are extremely low. Monks are based on harmony. How can we rashly fight against others? Since you two want to learn martial arts from our temple, please don't stay. I'll invite a few monks."
Master, uncle, please come and let the two of you meet." After saying that, he turned around and ran towards the temple.
Suddenly the blue shadow flashed, and Jingji shouted angrily: "You..."
There was a snap, and he fell into a somersault. It turned out that the girl in the blue shirt grabbed him and stretched out her foot to hook him.
Jingji jumped up and said angrily: "Female donor, how can you be so rude!"
The girl in the blue shirt laughed and punched out with her right fist. Jingji hurriedly raised her right arm to block. The girl in the blue shirt made a click with her left hand and detached the joint of Jingji's right arm.
There were only clicks, ouches, and rattling sounds. In an instant, she broke the wrist bones of the remaining three monks, or dislocated the arm sockets. The four monks retreated to the side, no longer able to resist. Jingji turned around.
Then he ran back to the temple to report the news.
Fang Yu was so frightened that he didn't know what to do. Suddenly, his collar tightened and he was grabbed by someone. The grab was connected to the key point on the back of his neck, and his whole body was so weak that he couldn't exert any strength.
Seeing the girl in blue shirt standing in front, the one grabbing his collar was naturally the girl in green shirt. He was ecstatic and shouted: "Wonderful, wonderful!"
Now that she has been caught like this, it is not a waste of time to live in this world. It is best for her to kick her a few more times and punch her on the head. Even if she is killed immediately, it will still be a lot of fun, Yanfu.
Not shallow.
At this time, he smelled a faint fragrance in his nose, and Fang Yu exclaimed: "It smells good, it smells good!"
The girl in blue shirt said angrily: "This little thief is very bald, sister, you cut off his nose."
Fang Yu only heard a charming voice behind him saying: "Okay! I'll gouge out his dirty eyes first." Then he felt a soft and smooth fingertip pressing on his left eyelid.
Fang Yu shouted: "You dig slowly, don't go too fast."
The girl wondered: "Why?"
Fang Yu said: "It's best if you hold me like this for the rest of your life and never let me go."
The girl said angrily: "Little monk, you are about to die, and you are still talking to me?"
Fang Yu felt a sudden sharp pain in his right eye. The girl actually wanted to dig out his eyeball. In shock, he bent down and lowered his head, and his amorous feelings were immediately thrown out of the sky.
He raised his hands back, hoping to get rid of her hand that grabbed his collar. But the girl punched him in the back.
Fang Yu shouted: "Oh, my God!"
Fang Yu turned his hands around and danced wildly, and unknowingly used the half-move "Di Qing Subdues the Dragon" taught by Master Hong. Suddenly, the soft palms of his hands actually grabbed the girl's chest.
This move was supposed to force the enemy behind him to shrink back, then do somersaults and ride on the enemy's neck. Little did he know that the girl had no experience in facing enemies, so she was not careful and Fang Yu grabbed her chest. The consequences of the move were completely different.
, the second half of the move "Di Qing Subdues the Dragon" cannot be used either.
The girl was frightened and ashamed. She pushed her hands in from the outside in, hugged Fang Yu's arms, and broke the joints of his arms with a click.
This move "Breast Swallow Returns to the Nest" was actually a killing move in the "Splitting Muscles and Crossing Bones Hand". It followed by a flying kick and kicked Fang Yu out of the sky. The girl was so angry that she pulled out the lancet from her waist.
He slashed hard at Fang Yu's vest.
Fang Yu hurriedly rolled and rolled under the stone table in the center of the pavilion. The girl slashed the ground with her knife, sparks flew everywhere, and kicked out Fang Yu with her right foot, kicking Fang Yu out from under the table.
The girl in blue shirt shouted: "Junior sister, don't kill anyone!"
The girl in green shirt seemed oblivious, and struck Fang Yu hard on the back with another knife.
Fang Yu shouted again: "Oh, my mother!"
The girl in the green shirt slashed twice more, which only caused Fang Yuqi pain to his bones. Fortunately, he was protected by his precious clothes, but was not injured.
The girl in the green shirt is waiting to be chopped off, the girl in the blue shirt is
The child pulled out the knife, made a clang, held her steel knife, and shouted: "This little monk will not survive, let's leave quickly!"
She wanted to kill the monk in the Shaolin Temple, which was a big disaster. The girl in green shirt was greatly humiliated, and she thought she had killed the young monk. She was shocked and ashamed, and suddenly tears rolled down her cheeks and her arms trembled.
Bend, swung the knife and wiped it off his own neck.
The girl in the blue shirt was frightened and hurriedly stretched out her knife to block her. Although she deflected the blade, the tip of the knife still scratched her neck, causing blood to flow out.
The girl in the blue shirt was shocked: "Junior sister...you...what are you doing?" The girl in the green shirt's vision went dark and she fainted on the ground.
The girl in blue shirt dropped the steel knife, hugged her, and just screamed: "Junior sister, you... you... can't die."
Suddenly I heard someone behind me saying, "Amitabha, please help me quickly."
The girl in blue shirt cried: "Save...it can't be saved."
I saw a hand reaching out from behind, moving its fingers together, tapping the acupuncture points around the wound on the neck of the girl in the green shirt, and saying, "It's important to save people, girl, don't blame me."
With a hissing sound, the man tore off his shirt, wrapped it around the girl's head and neck, and leaned over to pick her up.
The girl in the blue shirt was at a loss. She stood up and saw that the man was an old monk with a white beard and drooping chest. He hugged the girl in the green shirt and ran quickly towards the mountain.
In panic, she had no choice but to follow him. When she saw the old monk rushing into the gate of Shaolin Temple with his junior sister in his arms, she immediately followed him in.
Fang Yu got out from under the stone table. His arms had lost all feeling and hung limply by his side. He thought to himself: "This... this girl is so cruel. Why did she commit suicide? What if she really died?"
I...I better run away the hell?"
But when he thought of the girl's peerless appearance, his heart became hot and he made up his mind: "You can't escape, you have to go and see her."
Fang Yu's arms were in severe pain, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead like soybeans. He supported himself up the mountain. After only walking more than ten steps, more than a dozen monks from the temple rushed out and helped him and the three monks of the Jing family back to the room.