After half a stick of incense.
Shuiyuean.
Xiangji Kitchen House.
Nuns in blue robes, white robes, and yellow robes gathered together. Even the governor of Wutang, Master Nipujing, and the concubine Puming, who were in golden cassocks, were alarmed.
"You said that strongman calls himself Hungry Wolf Village... Sky Cannon?"
Pu Ming, a monk, was a bit embarrassed to speak of such a vulgar bandit name as "Sky Cannon". He first glanced at the messy tofu plate and steamer, and finally looked at Huixin.
"Yes!" Huixin's wound has been bandaged, but her face is pale, "That's what the strong man calls himself, and he is very sure of it."
"You said his sword skills are very difficult? But he is not a good person? He didn't use his mental skills when he defeated you?" Master Puming asked again.
"Yes!" Huixin said with a hint of flinch in her eyes, "The sword technique has reached the realm of transformation, but the realm is definitely not advanced, and she didn't use the mental technique, but she defeated me with one move!"
Master Puming looked at Master Pujing aside, looking for answers. Losing some food in the nunnery is not a big deal, but the person who steals it is so weird and scary, so it is worthy of caution.
"Each sword technique has six levels of artistic conception, namely entry, Hinayana, Mahayana, entry into the subtle realm, transformation, and tongxuan. Those who use the state of transformation can unite humans and swords, and those who have access to xuan can summon gods and ghosts."
Ni Pujing, the supervisor of the martial arts hall, had a strange look on his face, "Martial arts in the world are so difficult to practice. It is not difficult to practice a martial arts attack to the Mahayana level. If you want to enter the subtle or even advanced realms, you must practice one alone, you must practice it for more than thirty years, and you must A stunningly talented and beautiful person, all three are indispensable!
Since he is such a genius, why has he not entered the rank? Without the blessing of the mind, how could he defeat the ninth-level Huixin with one sword? This statement is inappropriate! "
"Master, I don't dare to lie, this is absolutely true." Huixin felt a little aggrieved. She was clearly defeated cleanly.
"I want to ask you this, poor nun." Master Pu Jing said solemnly: "What is the name of the sword technique? Has that person given any clues about it?"
All the swordsmanship techniques in the martial arts world that have reached the realm of enlightenment are famous and spread far and wide.
"...I once asked, and the man said that he had rough and cunning dog-like sword skills." Huixin answered honestly.
All the nuns blinked blankly, is this a serious sword technique?
Master Pujing was also startled: "How old is that person?"
Huixin thought carefully and then realized: "That strong man has waist-length black hair, bright eyes, and a clear voice. He must be just a teenager!"
"Absurd! Absolutely ridiculous!"
Master Pu Jing scolded her too hastily. This completely broke her knowledge of martial arts that she had practiced for decades. How could she believe it?
Huixin's eyes turned red, she lowered her head and was speechless.
"This person is by no means a strong man from the Hungry Wolf Village!" Master Puming suddenly said.
The crowd of nuns looked around and saw Master Puming walking to the table, picking up the piece of paper with the ugly handwriting, and saying softly:
"I sit in the clouds and wander around the world, and I don't have a bottle of alms bowl to carry with me. If I don't talk about human affairs when I meet people, I mean that there is nothing in the human world. Master, just follow me, right?"
The room was filled with silence. This poem... the first part is good, but the second part seems not very serious.
"Wonderful! It's really wonderful!"
Only one old nun was touched by his heartstrings and was extremely excited: "Although the whole poem did not mention even a single word of Zen, it was full of Buddhist words. He devoted himself to the Buddha, did not touch the fruits of the mortal world, saved all living beings, and dared to overcome the causes of the earthly world. Rebirth and entry into the world leap out, Amitabha, this man must be an enlightened monk!"
All the nuns in the hall looked at each other.
This seems even more ridiculous. Submerged products, transformational sword skills, teenage children, eminent monks?
Human?
Also, the last sentence, "Master Tai followed me," is obviously a dirty word.
"This strong man is not a mountain bandit. Mountain bandits definitely don't have the literary talent and force. He must be a member of the Qiugong Pavilion. He lied about his identity to confuse the public. He didn't intend to deliberately smear his handwriting, but it was self-defeating. There is no silver three hundred here. Two!"
Master Puming put his palms together and concluded: "The Qiugong Pavilion actually has such an amazing and talented descendant. The Qiugong Pavilion is very popular. We should inform the nunnery master and meet the Qiugong Pavilion master for a while!"
"Good!" All the nuns clasped their hands.
Nun Huixin was completely confused!
So why do people like this come to steal food from our nunnery?
…
Crushed and deformed steamed buns, vegetable buns, tofu and other items were neatly placed on the dusty table.
The quantity is large and sufficient!
Cui Ying'er, Huang Dagui and other five bandits stood in a row with blank expressions.
Even if they try hard, they still can't figure out how the little boss does it?
Have those ferocious group of Shuiyuean protector nuns who treat mountain bandits like bugs lax enough? impossible? The nuns who are fine during the day and fine at night are full of energy.
Looking at the pensive and indifferent expression of the little boss, a bold idea jumped out——
There is adultery!
The young boss is handsome, but it is inevitable that he will meet some pretty nuns who are not clean. The two sides are entangled in the fire, burning, and tossing.
No wonder the little boss insists on going alone!
Reasonable!
Then the eyes he looked at the little master became more and more weird.
Xin Zhuo sat on the stone slab, folded his arms, looked down at the ants moving, and his thoughts returned to the confrontation with nun Huixin just now.
That nun is good with a sword, but she doesn't seem to be able to understand her own skills, and she actually shows a bit of contempt and contempt? As a result, he was defeated by one of his own moves.
In other words, have you never encountered someone from this world like me [rude and cunning dog-like sword skills]?
Non-mainstream knife skills?
Steamed buns, steamed buns, and tofu are cooked in one pot, with some coarse salt and Sichuan peppercorns. It is surprisingly delicious. Moreover, the bandits from Hungry Wolf Village did not attack this morning, which adds to the leisurely atmosphere of gathering together to eat.
The five thieves sat in the courtyard with a bowl each, and the sounds of snoring and chirping could not be heard. While eating, they glanced at Xin Zhuo from time to time, with pictures in their minds and a sparkle in their eyes.
Xin Zhuo took a small bowl and took a sip. Looking at the thieves, the famous scene of the aunts at the entrance of their hometown in the previous life who worried about the harmony of other people's families inexplicably appeared in his mind.
Cui Ying'er looked much better when she was eating. At this time, she looked at Xin Zhuo with unclear meaning and asked, "Why doesn't the boss eat?"
I’m too full and not hungry, I’m sorry to say.
"Life needs a sense of ritual, eat slowly!" Xin Zhuo said.
"A sense of ritual?"
This new word touched upon the bandits’ knowledge blind spot.
Huang Dagui, the third master, wiped the dregs from his beard: "Is it the kind of gentleness that noble men say? Yo-yo, wonderful, the first master is a talent, I am afraid he will stand out in the future, but..."
"However, some things cannot be ignored..." The fourth master's white-tip hand holding the chopsticks raised his orchid fingers, "It is too morally corrupt. How will we explain to the old master in the future? If we have a future, we must serve the great people. It is better for the head of the family to marry a young lady from a wealthy family. No one understands those young ladies better than me, and they are more nourishing than Xiao Ni."
Xin Zhuo didn't understand, but refused to continue the conversation.
To get ahead, bandits may have to conquer the country, and it's best if they don't get wiped out along the way.
A lady from a wealthy family? "Wealthy family" had better not be a check-box name.
…
The life of a bandit is boring, especially since he cannot go down the mountain to rob and seek the excitement and gain of the moment.
Xin Zhuo, who was bored, was thinking about the situation of the five sacrifices to the spirits in the moon-watching well after practicing the secret book, but he could only wait until the moon rose at night.
In the afternoon, it was Huang Dagui and Cui Ying'er's turn to go down the mountain to defend, while Han Qiniang and the others rested.
Xin Zhuo thought about lying down for a while longer. As soon as he walked to the bamboo strips chair, he heard a strange and piercing cry from the distance: "Smash your teeth, kill me!"
This is?
Before he could react, Bai Jianxi and Han Qiniang had already rushed out with the guy in hand:
"Son of a bitch, here you go again, there are quite a few people!"
