Seeing Abbot Jiekong standing alone, Xiao Zizai walked up with some confusion.
After a long while, he looked at the thin old man with a calm face, and then said with complex eyes: "Master."
The Shaolin monk in front of him was the master who taught him all the unique Buddhist skills, and the reason why the other party's realm was abolished was also inseparable from him.
Thinking of this, the look of guilt on Xiao Zizai's face became even stronger.
Faced with the greeting from his former beloved disciple, Monk Jie Kong just opened his eyes slightly and said slowly: "Are you still abiding by the agreement we made?"
Xiao Zizai lowered his head and said: "Self-defense, extermination of demons, other than that, I haven't killed more innocent people."
Monk Jiekong nodded slightly and said nothing more to him. Instead, he turned his old eyes to Zhang Taichu, who was standing on the suspension bridge with his hands behind his back. He said slowly: "Master Zhang, this time I will go down the mountain." Bao Jing follows you, why bother and worry so much."
The words fell.
Xiao Zizai trembled. He didn't expect that until now, the master would still recognize him as his disciple.
Zhang Taichu's face also lost a trace of impatience and became calmer. He smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, Pindao will take good care of him."
"Thank you very much." Jie Kong said slowly, then turned around and walked down the mountain.
Xiao Zizai, who stayed where he was, looked at the old man's leaving back, his eyes trembling and his thoughts complicated.
He still remembers the time when he was unable to restrain his murderous thoughts. By chance, he was accepted as a disciple by Master Jiekong, who wanted to find a way to suppress his murderous thoughts.
But the other party, in order to help him get rid of his "self-attachment", actually overcame everyone's opinions, led him on the path of spiritual practice, and even taught him the unique skills of Shaolin!
However, at the beginning of his training in the Shaolin Temple, he could still restrain the murderous intention in his heart. However, as time passed, his inner demons became suppressed and became increasingly difficult to restrain.
And after mastering Shaolin martial arts, the powerful power amplified the "greed" in his heart, catalyzing his bloodthirsty heart all the time.
Finally one day.
He couldn't help but went crazy and lost his mind. He turned to cause trouble in the Shaolin Temple and even attacked a group of brothers.
In this regard, the master monks couldn't bear it and did not want to kill him in the pure land of Shaolin. At the critical moment, it was Master Jiekong who still took action, only defending but not attacking, and withstood the attack when he went crazy, and also Finally awakening him from his inner demons.
After that night.
He left Shaolin, and his master, Monk Jie Kong, abandoned his martial arts and took over the matter for him, giving Shaolin an explanation.
Since then.
He has been hiding deep in his heart the guilt he felt towards his master, and he did not dare to face the sin he committed that night in the Shaolin Temple.
Until today, when I saw my former master again, Xiao Zizai's memories couldn't help but be brought out, and my heart was filled with mixed emotions and complicated thoughts.
And at this time.
A burst of conversation brought his thoughts back to reality.
"Ahem, I mean, junior brother, next time you face those guys you don't like, just name them and criticize them. Don't scold them as "ten guys". After all, you, senior brother, and I are also among the ten guys. ." Zhang Zhiwei stroked his beard, looking a little embarrassed.
Zhang Taichu just cursed him, but he was also scolded.
When Zhang Taichu heard this, he raised his eyebrows and said cheerfully: "Okay, I'll pay attention next time."
"By the way, senior brother, you are quite unworthy, and you have joined this ten-man guild."
The two of them were chatting and heading towards Wudang Mountain, not paying attention to what had just happened.
But Wang Ai, who was suppressed in the air by the golden light, was detained in the air and moved with the crowd.
His face was swollen and he could hardly breathe. He could only widen his old eyes and look at the people in Longhu Mountain who were calm and treated him as air. He felt extremely aggrieved, and a sense of fear arose in his heart. He was worried that Zhang Taichu would really Let’s kill him today!
After reacting, Zhang Lingyu and other juniors also swallowed their saliva and followed behind their two bosses.
Until we reached the center of the suspension bridge.
Zhang Taichu then stopped and pretended to be surprised: "Hey, I forgot, there is still someone who needs to be whipped."
As he said that, he turned around and looked at Wang Ai, who was detained in mid-air with his eyes rolled back and almost suffocating. Then he waved his sleeves and loosened part of the restraints, allowing the other party to breathe.
"Hoo-ho-!"
Wang Ai was finally able to breathe, her chest was rising and falling, but she couldn't even say a word. She only focused on adjusting the breath in her body.
Seeing him like this, Zhang Taichu sneered: "Old Wang, wild dog, didn't you want to teach me how to do things before? Why don't you talk now?"
Wang Ai did not respond, but tried hard to adjust his Qi breathing. When his numb limbs finally regained some consciousness, and when he finally calmed down, the emotions of humiliation and anger surged crazily in his mind. came out, making him tremble all over and become furious.
But what came next was the instinctive fear of death.
He knew that Zhang Taichu was crazy, but he didn't expect that the other party would be so arrogant!
Ten people coming in person would encounter such a shame and humiliation!
When I thought of this, when I thought that Zhang Taichu had dispersed everyone but left him alone, I couldn't help but feel a little bit in my heart and became extremely uneasy.
With this thought in his mind, he pretended to be calm and said in a deep voice: "Zhang Taichu, you have humiliated us like this today, haven't you considered the consequences?"
He said this in the hope that Zhang Taichu could weigh the pros and cons again and calm down.
He didn't dare to say anything more extreme, and he didn't even dare to speak too harshly, for fear that if the other party wasn't happy, he would kill him!
But Zhang Taichu had a joking look on his face and said indifferently: "Consequences? What will be the consequences? Do you want me to reward you with a few more big mouths?"
"Wang Ai, you dare to come to my door today and take the initiative to provoke me. Compared with decades ago, you are really promising. Are you here to die?"
As soon as the words fell, the golden light in Zhang Taichu's eyes lit up. In an instant, an extremely domineering energy burst out and locked directly on Wang Ai in front of him.
As for the oppressed latter, his thinking seemed to have stagnated at this moment, and his old face that was originally red turned pale in an instant.
At the moment when she was targeted by Zhang Taichu's murderous intention, Wang Ai felt that her whole body was cold and she could not even control her Qi Hai. Her mind, which had gone through ups and downs for decades, was crushed to pieces by that powerful Qi Qi at this moment. broken!
Immediately afterwards, his old face trembled, but he felt a coldness in his lower body, and a warm current flowed out uncontrollably along the numb passage!
But in the eyes of everyone, there was a trickle of water between Wang Ai's crotches, flowing down the hem of his robe!
? ? ?
The juniors looked confused. Their first reaction was that Wang Ai was so frightened that she sweated. However, when they looked at the source of the "sweat", they fell into collective silence.
Their expressions were strange and the corners of their mouths twitched. Although it was hard to believe it, a conclusion popped up in their minds.
One of the ten men, Wang Ai, the talkative person of the Wang family, was scared to death?
When they thought of this, everyone's expressions suddenly became extremely exciting, or the corners of their mouths twitched, or their eyelids trembled, and there was even a touch of pity in their eyes when they looked at Wang Ai.
But Wang Ai, who was targeted by Zhang Taichu's murderous intention, couldn't care about it at all at the moment. This was the first time in decades that he faced the pressure unleashed by Zhang Taichu!
At this moment, he was in a state of confusion, his sanity was almost crushed, leaving only instinctive fear occupying his brain!
"Brother Wang, could it be that he was scared to death?" Wudang leader Zhou Meng muttered to himself, feeling his head buzzing.
He stared straight at Wang Ai's crotch, sizing it carefully, and couldn't help but lick his dry lips, thinking to himself how far Zhang Taichu had cultivated, and he could make a ten-year-old man lose his temper without taking action. Reason has become like this.
Zhang Taichu, who noticed Wang Ai's sudden change, also frowned with a strange look on his face and twitched the corners of his mouth: "Grandma, Taoist Master, I haven't even done anything yet, but Wang Lao's wild dog is peeing everywhere. It's really dirty." My eyes."
Seeing the trickle-like yellow liquid staining the golden light barrier and gathering into a small pool, Zhang Taichu turned his eyes slightly and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
"See no evil."
As Zhang Taichu said this, he took out the 80-megapixel mobile phone from his pocket, took random photos of Wang Ai, and then put it away.
Everyone who saw this scene felt like there were ten thousand grass and mud horses running past, and they just felt very grassy. Looking at Wang Ai's eyes, Yan became more and more pitiful.
Zhang Taichu, who had recorded the evidence, coughed twice as usual. Looking at Wang Ai, who was so frightened that his eyes were dull, he raised the corners of his mouth and said, "Old wild dog usually speaks so forcefully, I didn't expect him to be so bold. My son is so small."
As he spoke, he waved his hand and directly threw Wang Ai, who was bound by the golden light, high into the air. The yellow urine gathered in the barrier also began to move freely, stirring back and forth and getting wet. He looked at Wang Ai's old face.
"The old wild dog has rough skin and thick flesh, so it won't be a problem if he gets hit by a few more big mouths." Zhang Taichu chuckled and thought.
I saw streaks of golden light suddenly transforming high in the sky, turning into slaps, passing through the golden light barrier and slapping Wang Ai's old face.
There was a loud bang, bang, bang.
But after hearing Wang Ai's screams, the old face suddenly became covered with blood-red slap marks. The whole person was woken up, blood oozed from the mouth and nose, and it became swollen in the blink of an eye. Like a pig's head!
He wanted to use his true energy to fight, but the golden slaps one after another did not give him a chance to react, and they slapped him hard!
The previous companions only received one slap, but here, they were slapped like a storm, and they almost fainted!
(End of chapter)
