Volume 1 Chapter 3 Crazy Master

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For several days, there was still no trace of Master. So, Hongkun put forward his idea for that night again. Although Hongpeng was a little reluctant, he couldn't get over his senior brother's wishes in the end, so he had to go out to find someone new according to his idea. Hongkun stayed at home and stared at Yibing. Just in case the master suddenly arrives.

Seeing that Hongpeng was about to go out again, he felt reluctant to part with the cake. Ever since Senior Brother Peng brought home the letter, he had given up the idea of ​​running away. Every day, apart from sleeping until I wake up naturally, I would study what to eat with Senior Brother Peng. After a few days, the two of them got along very well, unlike that senior brother Kun who kept making faces all day long and even slapped him twice from time to time.

Time flies, and half a month has passed in the blink of an eye. Seeing that it is the first day of the new month next month, Senior Brother Kun can't help but start to feel a little restless. The last date I agreed with Master was the first day of the Lunar New Year, but the old man said he didn't come. He thought he missed the month, so he probably should have come on the first day of the Lunar New Year. Junior Brother Peng, this idiot, has been eating and drinking outside for half a month, and he hasn't brought back a single hair! Paper birds passed around messages all day long, saying that they should find a good one first, but their families disagreed. Later I found another one who said he was too stupid and couldn't tell the difference between his left and right hands. That's not stupid, that's stupid! I said that I had found seven or eight, but none of them seemed suitable. In the end, Senior Brother Kun unconsciously thought that Junior Brother Peng did it on purpose. But Junior Brother Peng is very reasonable. He said that one piece of cake at least created an impossibility, that is, weight does not affect speed! If what you find is not even as good as a piece of cake, then it is not as good as this piece of cake. With no choice, Senior Brother Kun had no choice but to tell him to look for him as quickly as possible. If he couldn't find him, he had to come back before the first day of the new year. Otherwise, it would be too scary for him to face that crazy master alone!

Fortunately, the day before the first day of the new year, Hongpeng came back with a bang. The disciple didn't find anyone, but he was eating so well, especially Bai Jin'er, that people couldn't believe that he was looking for someone in the wind and sun all day long.

"Senior brother, these are vegetarian chicken legs made of tofu!" Hongpeng pretended not to see Brother Kun's suspicious look and ignored him.

"Huh? You kid, you're still teasing me!" Having said that, it was a big bag. Senior Brother Kun immediately forgot about all the troubles, grabbed it and ate it eagerly. To be honest, Junior Brother Peng is not around this time, and he doesn't know how to cook. Not only does he eat the food every day, but he also has to swallow it. He really has suffered enough.

"Where's a piece of cake?"

"sleeping!"

"Still sleeping? I'll call him!"

"No need! The food I cooked was so bad that he could even get up after smelling it. It's such a fragrant thing! No need to scream..." Senior Brother Kun quickly stopped Hongpeng with a smile. Over the past half month, he has come to know this little bastard quite well.

"What smells so good?" Before he could finish his words, a piece of cake rolled over with his eyes closed.

"Tch! Your senior brother Peng brought it back!" Senior Brother Kun glanced at the cake with disdain.

"Wow - Senior Brother Peng, you are back! I haven't had enough to eat these days... Wow -" One end of the cake jumped into Senior Brother Peng's arms, almost knocking him to the ground. .

"Fart!" Senior Brother Kun couldn't help but kicked him.

Early the next morning, Hongkun and Hongpeng got up early. They didn't even think about practicing. They simply made two bites of breakfast and began to wait in the room with their necks stretched out. But until midnight, there was no sign of the master, so the three of them went back to their rooms to rest.

Unexpectedly, before dawn, a loud noise suddenly came from the yard, and Yibing, who couldn't even wake up from thunder, sat up from the bed. Immediately, a man started yelling in the yard: "Kun'er... Peng'er... you two bastards, why are you moving this pond! Grandma's!"

"Master...Master...we don't have..."

The sound of "Papa!" was so frightening that the cake shook involuntarily.

"It didn't move? It didn't move. Why do I fall in every time?!"

"Master...every time you descend, can't you look down?"

"Pop" was another slap in the face.

"I am such a big god, looking down? When it sees me coming down, it should take the initiative to get out of the way!"

"Okay... let's fill it in today!"

"No! If you fill it up, I'll have to break your legs! I don't believe it anymore, I fall in every time! Next time..." This master is quite stubborn.

"Master..."

"By the way, where is the apprentice you asked to find?"

"He's in the house...sleeping. I'll call him right away!"

"No need! Lead the way from the front!"

Yibing, who had already put on his clothes, quickly stood up nervously. The door suddenly opened, and a short middle-aged man walked in. Although he was dressed a little nondescript and seemed Taoist but not Taoist, he looked like a Taoist, and he was dripping with water. Taking a closer look, this person can be considered to have beautiful features and four strands of eyebrows. . right. . . Not a three-strand beard! The strand in the middle was obviously divided into two strands on purpose. The most unusual thing is that, probably because the beard is too long, the four strands of long beard are still tied together.

"Hahahaha..." Yibing couldn't help it anymore. Hongkun, who had sneaked in at some point, was so angry that his nose was almost crooked. He stepped forward and gave him a piece of cake and a kick: "Kneel down quickly! Call Master!"

"Hee hee... Master... Hee hee..." One piece of cake fell to his knees on the ground, which shocked the master so much that he almost bounced off the ground. His face turned pale with fright, and he nervously circled the pancake, round and round, and the sweat on the foreheads of the brothers from the Hong family broke out. Sure enough, the master stepped forward and gave them both a slap in the face.

"You bastards! I asked you to find disciples, not fat people..." The master's beard was fluttering.

"He's... he's... extraordinary... he can catch rabbits..." Hongpeng stuttered a little.

"Just him?" Master said, looking at the cake, his mouth turned aside.

"Really, Master... Oops..." Master slapped Hongpeng on the face again.

"You... take me out here, don't you laugh at people's big teeth? Have you ever seen any disciples who are so fat? Behind them are fairies, but behind me is a round fat man, and she can't laugh Damn me..." Master said while scratching his head.

"Her?" The brothers looked at each other involuntarily.

"Oh! Little fat man, what were you laughing at just now?" The master suddenly turned his head and looked at Yibing fiercely.

Yibing's big face instantly drooped: "You're not smiling at all... Your beard is very beautiful..." Hongkun's face turned green!

"Really?" Master actually looked excited.

"Hmm..." Yibing nodded his big head in confusion. Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, the master slapped him: "Nonsense! You are laughing at me! You are laughing at me! They are all laughing at me... They are all laughing at me..." As he spoke, he looked out the window absentmindedly. , the lips kept trembling.

"Master, please don't do this..." Hongkun's eyes couldn't help but get wet.

"You... you... are all laughing at me..." Master suddenly lowered his head with a sad expression.

"No, Master, we don't have one... Let's find another apprentice for you!" Hongpeng's face turned red with anxiety.

"Looking for it again? What do you mean? Are you afraid that I can't teach you? Ah?!" The master suddenly stared at Hongpeng with blazing eyes. Hongpeng was so frightened that he hid behind Hongkun.

"Master, Master, whatever you say will be done!" Hongkun immediately stepped forward to help the master. Unexpectedly, the master kicked him to the ground: "Can you do whatever I said?! Lie to me... Just Will lie to me..."

"Master..." Hongpeng, who was suddenly exposed in front of his master, couldn't help but panic. Unexpectedly, the master looked at him and did not take action. Instead, he turned around in despair.

"Little fat man, do you really want to become my master?" The master looked at Yibing with a look of resentment. The two disciples behind him were so anxious that they rushed to Yibing and nuzzled their mouths. Hongkun even made a show of pulling out the sword from his waist.

"Master...I...I...I mean it sincerely!" Yibing said while looking at the two senior brothers with anxious faces.

"Really?" Master still stared at him in disbelief.

"Really! Master, I swear to God!" As soon as Yipian finished speaking, the two senior brothers covered their faces in pain, and Yipian was almost covered in pain.

"Swear to God! He is a piece of shit... Why should I swear to him..." The master really seemed to have stepped on his tail.

"...Master, I swear to you!" Yibing had a quick mind and quickly changed his words and shouted.

The master was stunned for a moment: "Hey... a kid can be taught..." He turned his head and looked at Brother Hongkun: "This little fat guy is pretty good!" Brother Hongkun immediately nodded like he was pounding garlic. head.

"Little fat man, what's your name?" The suddenly amiable master made Yibing's hair stand on end. This is a bit like the big bad wolf!

"I'm calling..." Just as Yibing was about to speak, Hongkun rushed over: "He called out for Yibing! Big pie's pie!"

"I'm asking him!" Master glared at Hongkun, and he quickly retreated.

"...Yes, my name is Yibing..." Looking at the two senior brothers who were winking at him, Yibing could only nod.

"Are you literate?" Master interrupted Yibing's answer.

"I don't know much about it! I taught it all from Mr. Liu in private school..."

"Who is Mr. Liu?!" Master's expression immediately changed again.

"Mr. Liu is a poor scholar from his village. He only knows a few words! He is not a god!" Hongkun quickly stepped forward and kicked him.

"Oh, what a poor scholar! I thought..." The master's expression softened.

"God?" Yibing was so surprised that he could hardly close his mouth. Hongkun came up and gave him another cake and a kick: "Master is master, what kind of god! Don't make wild guesses!"

"You..." Yibing was so angry that his mouth started to tremble.

"Master, Master, what are you going to teach him today?" Hongpeng, who had been hiding behind, suddenly jumped out at this time.

"Teach what? Didn't I teach him yesterday?" The master suddenly looked directly at Hongpeng. Hongpeng froze in fear.

"Master, this is the fourth one. This is not the other three... Look at his size..." Hongkun knew that Master was confused again.

"Yes, yes!" The master raised his hand and gave himself a slap in the face: "Go in first, go in first..." As he said this, he took out a stack of scriptures from his arms and casually took one from it. A piece of cake was handed to him.

"Master, let's go out first..." Brother Hongkun ran out impatiently before Master could answer. They didn't dare to go far, so they just sat on the steps outside the door and waited. Despite this, the two of them still felt a lot more relaxed, at least they no longer had to guard against the master's slap.

Unexpectedly, before the two of them could sit still for half an hour, Master's shouts and slaps came from inside, followed immediately by Yibing's earth-shattering cry. Hongkun couldn't help but sigh, and sure enough, the master rushed out after a while.

"Go, go, get some food quickly!"

"...Are you hungry?"

"Bullshit! This damn fat man can't recite the sutras when he is asked to do so. He howls as soon as he is beaten, saying he is hungry! Hurry up, he is crying like a wolf..." Master simply didn't even enter the house.

"Yes, yes, master..." Hongkun snickered and ran towards the kitchen.

Probably because I ate two steamed buns, I didn't scream again until noon. Taking advantage of Hongpeng's opportunity to make lunch, Hongkun secretly opened the crack in the door and looked inside. If you don't look at it, Hongkun can't help but almost laugh out loud.

Inside, the master and apprentice were sitting cross-legged on the ground facing each other. Yibing held up the scriptures with both hands and tried to carry them while shaking his head. The master held the steamed bun in his left hand, and hit Yibing's big face with his right hand from time to time. But whenever Yibing grinned and wanted to cry, the master would immediately stuff the bun into Yibing's mouth.

After lunch, Master didn't forget to take two sesame seed cakes. Sure enough, the whole afternoon was uneventful. It was not until dusk that Brother Hongkun saw his master pushing open the door and coming out.

"Well...this fat man..." Master couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

"Master, please sit down and drink tea!" The senior brothers have already set up refreshments in the yard.

"You two bastards! Looking for such an apprentice, do you want to tire the master to death?" The master said while giving each of them a kick.

"Are you too stupid? No, let's find someone smart!" Hongkun quickly slapped his master on the shoulders, and Hongpeng couldn't help but roll his eyes at him.

"I'm not stupid enough. I just keep crying when I'm hungry and cry when I'm not given food! As soon as I'm given food, I carry it in two or three times! Damn it..." Master said this, but his face was full of confusion. I don't mean to be angry at all.

"Master, you can't curse!" Hongpeng quickly corrected him.

Before the master could speak, Hongkun raised his hand and slapped him: "Master, this is not a curse, this is just some words..." The master glanced at Hongkun and thought to himself: "This kid really knows how to talk."

"Master, this kid may have eaten it!" Hongpeng said aggrievedly while rubbing his face: "Don't look at him being so fat, he is so fast when chasing rabbits!"

"Rabbit?!!!" Master's eyes immediately widened.

"It's not Master..." Hongkun's face changed drastically. Just as he was about to explain, he saw Master shouting and flying away in the clouds.

"Crazy again... crazy again..." Hongpeng stared blankly at the sky where his master flew away.

"I blame you, what are you talking about?" Hongkun raised his hand angrily.

"What's wrong? Oh! That's right..." Hongpeng took a long time to react and couldn't help but stick out his tongue.