Fang Yu turned to look at the girl, and saw her frowning, with a sad look on her face. He couldn't help feeling pity, picked up the wooden fish hammer, and walked to her side.
Fang Yu said softly: "My little treasure owed you a debt in the past life. In this life, I am not afraid of heaven or earth. I am only afraid of your little girl. Now I surrender to you and I am not trying to take advantage of you. I am not trying to take advantage of you.
"
As he spoke, Fang Yu untied her monk's robe and gently poked the inside of her left knee with the wooden fish hammer a few times.
The girl rolled her eyes at him and shut her mouth tightly.
Fang Yu poked a few more times and asked, "What do you think?"
The girl said: "You... you just know how to talk hooligans, but you don't know anything else."
Cheng Guan had deep inner strength, and with a single finger, he penetrated the acupuncture points. Although Fang Yu's wooden fish hammer poked at a precise location, he could not open the sealed acupuncture point. When he heard the girl's sarcastic remarks, he could not control his anger, and he stabbed the wooden fish hammer hard.
A few times.
The girl said "Ah", Fang Yu was startled and asked: "Does it hurt?"
The girl said angrily: "I...I..."
Fang Yu went to poke the crook of her right leg again, but he started softly. After a few pokes, the girl trembled slightly. Fang Yu said happily: "It's done. The Shaolin School originally only had seventy-two stunts. From today on,
There are seventy-three in total. This new unique skill was created by the eminent monk Huiming Zen Master. It’s called...it’s called the "Wooden Fish Hammer to Resolve Acupuncture Points", hehe..."
Just when he was feeling proud, he suddenly felt a pain in his waist and eyes. He was stunned for a moment. The girl turned over and sat up, reached out to grab his dagger, and thrust the sword straight into his chest.
Fang Yu shouted: "Ah, murdering my husband..." and sat down on the ground.
The girl grabbed the lancet lying aside, opened the door, and rushed out. Chengguan stretched out his hand to stop him and said in shock: "Female donor, you...killed...killed...my uncle...then...
……That……"
The girl handed the lancet in her left hand to her right hand, and slashed three times in a row. Cheng Guan's robe sleeves were fluttered out, and the girl's legs were sore and numb, and she fell to the ground.
Cheng Guan rushed to Fang Yu's side, flicked the middle finger of his right hand, and sealed the acupuncture points around his wound, saying, "Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate."
He grabbed the handle of the dagger with three fingers and gently lifted it out. Blood seeped out from the wound.
Cheng Guan saw that there was not much bleeding, so he hurriedly untied his clothes. He saw that the wound was about half an inch deep and the opening was not very big. He chanted a few more times: "Amitabha."
Fang Yu was wearing protective clothing. If the dagger hadn't been extremely sharp, it wouldn't have been able to hurt him at all. Although the dagger passed through the clothing, it had no power and penetrated the flesh only slightly.
But when he saw blood bleeding from his chest and severe pain from the wound, he just thought it was difficult to survive, and murmured: "Murder your husband... ahem, murder your husband..."
The girl fell to the ground and cried: "I killed him, old monk, please kill me quickly and give him... just give him his life."
Cheng Guan said: "Well, my uncle gave you a hint. The female benefactor is obsessed with it, so that's it. It's too much to commit murder...to kill someone like this."
Fang Yu said: "I...I'm going to die, cough, murder my relatives..."
Cheng Guan was startled, rushed out of the room, took the golden medicine, applied it to his wound, and said: "Uncle, you are so kind and compassionate, and you can enlighten the stubborn. Your blessings are not exhausted, and you will not pass away. Besides,
, your injury is not serious, it doesn’t matter.”
When Fang Yu heard him say that the injury was not serious, he felt refreshed. He realized that the wound was actually not very painful, and said, "Come here, ah, I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"
Cheng Guan bent down and put his ear to his mouth.
Fang Yu whispered: "You untie her acupuncture points, but you can't let her leave the room. After she has finished using all her martial arts, then... then..."
Cheng Guan said: "What is this?"
Fang Yu said: "That's when...that's when..."
He thought to himself: "Even then, I can't let her go."
Fang Yu continued: "Just...just do as I tell you...quickly...quickly...I'm going to die, and I can't die any more."
Cheng Guan listened to his urging. Although he didn't know what he meant, he turned around and opened the girl's sealed acupuncture points with a snap of his fingers..z.br
The girl saw Fang Yu say to Cheng Guan
As I spoke, I was sneaking around, thinking that this little evil monk was full of tricks and tricks. Before he died, he must have arranged a vicious plan to punish me. Otherwise, why would he let me go?
The girl immediately jumped up, but the acupuncture points had just been released, the blood flow was not smooth, and her legs were numb and soft, so she fell down again. Cheng Guan looked at her blankly and kept chanting the Buddha's name.
The girl was even more frightened and shouted: "Quickly beat me to death with one slap. You are not a hero if you torture others."
Cheng Guan said: "My junior uncle said I can't let you go at this moment, and of course I can't kill you."
The girl was shocked, her face turned red, and she thought: "This little evil monk said that he would marry me no matter what, otherwise he would die in peace. Could it be that...could it be that before he died, he wanted...to marry me?"
...What are you doing...what wife?"
The girl turned sideways and picked up the lancet from the ground, and slashed it hard on her forehead.
Cheng Guan brushed out his robe sleeves, rolled up the blade, and brushed his left sleeve towards her face. The girl felt a strong wind blowing against her face, so she had no choice but to let go, withdraw the knife, and jump back.
Cheng Guan flicked his sleeve, and the lancet shot out, and with a pop, it was nailed into the roof beam. When the girl saw him looking up at the knife, she stepped out with her left foot and ran out from his left side. Cheng Guan stretched out his hand to stop her.
The five fingers of the girl's right hand grabbed his eyes. Cheng Guan turned over and took her right elbow and said, "The clouds and smoke pass through the eyes. This is the martial arts of the Jiangnan Jiang family."
The girl kicked him in the lower abdomen with a flying kick. Cheng Guan bent down slightly, kicked the ball in the air, and said: "This move "Empty Valley Foot Sound" originated from Jinyang, Shanxi, and is a martial art of the Shatuo people. It is nothing like the Shatuo people.
The Tuo people must have another name. I am ignorant and have searched all over to find out. Does the female donor know the original name of this trick?"
The girl paid no attention to him. She was punching, kicking, poking and elbowing, and her moves were endless. Cheng Guan identified them one by one, but she was so quick in making the moves that she had no time to speak, so she had to dismantle them casually and remember them one by one in her mind.
The girl made dozens of moves, but he was able to break them effortlessly. Seeing that it was difficult to escape, in panic, she couldn't turn around in one breath, staggered a few times, and fainted to the ground.
Cheng Guan sighed: "The female benefactor is greedy for multitasking and has learned exquisite tricks from various sects, but she has no internal strength. It will be useless to fight for a long time. In my opinion, the right way is to practice internal strength all over again."
You have lost all strength from the beating at this moment. If I save you, you will inevitably suffer internal injuries if you fight again. It is better to lie down and rest for a while. What does the female donor think?
But you must not misunderstand me and think that I am standing by and watching, letting you faint and ignore me. Oh, I am confused, you have already fainted, naturally you can't hear me, but you are still talking non-stop."
Cheng Guan walked to the couch and took Fang Yu's pulse, but he felt it was steady and strong, not dangerous at all, and said, "Uncle, don't worry, it doesn't matter if you are injured a little."
Fang Yu smiled and said, "Do you remember all the tricks this little girl used?"
Cheng Guan said: "I remember that it is very difficult to deal with it with simple and easy-to-learn techniques."
Fang Yu said: "Just remember her tricks. As for how to deal with her, think about it later."
Cheng Guan said: "Yes, yes, my uncle pointed me to it."
Fang Yu said: "After she has finished using her fists and kicks, let her use the sword and remember the moves."
Cheng Guan said: "Yes, you should also remember the moves on the weapon. But there is one problem. Her willow leaves have been nailed to the beam. I'm afraid she can't jump that high and can't get it."
Fang Yu asked, "What about you? Can you jump up and take it off?" Cheng Guan was startled, then laughed and said, "My nephew is really confused."
His smile immediately woke the girl up. She put her hands on her feet, jumped up, and rushed out of the door.
Cheng Guan flicked his left sleeve sideways and pushed the girl sideways. The girl stumbled and hit the wall. Cheng Guan then brushed out his right sleeve and blocked her in front of the wall. He gently supported her body and the girl immediately stood firm.
When she was stunned, she realized that her martial arts skills were far different from that of the old monk, and that if she continued to fight, it would be in vain to be teased by him. She immediately took two steps back and sat in a chair.
Cheng Guan asked curiously: "Hey, you don't want to fight anymore?"
The girl said angrily: "If I can't beat you, why bother?"
Cheng Guan said: "If you don't take action, how will I know what moves you know? How can I think of ways to defeat your martial arts? Just try to trick the imperial master?"
The girl thought to herself: "Okay, so you tempted me to take action because you wanted to know my martial arts skills, but I didn't want you to know."
Suddenly the girl jumped up, punched her fists up and down, punched her wildly, and kicked her feet randomly, generally in an unorganized manner.
Looking at the great wonder, he shouted: "Hey, ah, weird! Weird! Hey! Phew! I don't understand! Weird! Weird!"
But I saw that every move she made was something I had never seen before. Occasionally, there were a few moves that were similar to moves in some sects, but they were slightly the same but very different.
For a moment, Cheng Guan's mind was in chaos, and he felt that the martial arts he had practiced so hard for decades had suddenly changed, and all the rules that he had regarded as natural principles and golden rules were destroyed in an instant.
Little did he know that what the girl used was not a martial arts move at all, just random kicks.
She knew that no matter how she acted, the old monk would never harm him. The most she could do was hit his acupuncture points and leave him lying on the ground unable to move.
If he wants to control himself, it's just a matter of effort. Even if he uses the most exquisite martial arts, the result will be the same. It's better to just kick and kick randomly. You want to find out my martial arts moves, but I just teach you that you can't.
Cheng Guan is familiar with the martial arts of all sects in the world, but he never imagined that there are thousands of people in the world who have never learned any martial arts. When fighting, they punch and kick. What boxing and kicking skills do they know, and what are the correct and wrong moves?
But when I saw the girl's various strange moves, all of which were unprecedented in my life, I couldn't help but feel panicked.
He grew up in the Shaolin Temple all his life and has never left the temple since his tonsure. There are people in the Shaolin Temple who use their fists and kicks, so naturally every move is well-founded.
Someone mentioned that various martial arts schools naturally have exquisite and unique moves. Everyone has seen many of these children's random kicks, but Master Cheng Guan, who is the head of the Prajna Hall of Shaolin Temple and has profound martial arts knowledge, has never seen it before.
, and no one has ever heard of it.
After seeing more than ten moves, he couldn't help but be stunned. He couldn't even utter the exclamation "It's so strange." All kinds of moves came one after another in front of him.
Cheng Guan said: "This seems to be Wudang Changquan's "Ride the Dragon" backwards, but the closing position is wrong. Could it be derived from the Kongtong School's "Yunqi Longxiang" move? Huh?
This kick was even more weird. It went straight out and was grabbed by someone's ankle. However, in martial arts, skill cannot overcome clumsiness, and there must be some extremely powerful changes hidden in it.
Ah, with this move, she grabbed both hands to grab my hair, but I clearly have no hair, so this is a false move. Martial arts emphasizes that there is reality in reality, and virtuality in reality. Why is she grabbing the monk's hair? The profound meaning must be carefully considered.