Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 104 Middle-aged Scholar
Fang Jianming shook his head, expressing that he didn't know, smiled at the old man and said in a low voice: "They are from Flying Eagle Castle, and that middle-aged man is the deputy castle master in their castle. His martial arts are not bad, but he is not very good. , when they go downstairs, they will definitely catch up with that Wacha man and make friends with him!" Fang Jianming heard this, and hurriedly asked: "Why is this? Don't they dare to risk the world's dissatisfaction?" The laughing old man just Smiling, he giggled and said: "Don't talk about state affairs, don't talk about state affairs!" Without going on, he yelled for Fang Jianming to drink and eat.

Fang Jianming had a strange feeling about this smiling old man. He felt that he was a master of martial arts, but seeing his appearance and movements, he didn't look like a master at all. When he went upstairs just now, Fang Jianming didn't see what he was doing. The man in black at Flying Eagle Fort was repulsed by him. He was obviously not an ordinary person. After thinking about it for a long time, he still couldn't figure out the identity of this person.There are countless masters in martial arts, there are dozens of famous ones, I am afraid there are no famous ones, I don’t know how many there are, these people are not known by the world because they don’t like to show off, or have hidden secrets, you can’t help but It is said that someone is a master, as long as he has the ability!

After drinking for a while, the young man in white robe said goodbye to the two of them with a smile and went downstairs. When he got up, he took out a slender bamboo from his leg and walked in front of him. Fang Jianming saw him Although his eyes are inconvenient, under the guidance of the bamboo, he arrived at the stairs without any mistakes, and went downstairs slowly. When his figure disappeared at the stairs, he saw Kong Haishan and Linghu Le Er People are already laughing and eating with those Wudang sect members, their eyes look at the members of the Demon Cult from time to time.

After a while, the members of the Devil's Cult also threw down the money, paid for the food and drinks, and hurried downstairs. Before the beauty left, she took a deep look at Fang Jianming. Seeing that they were about to leave, Fang Jianming also turned his gaze Looking at them, Fang Jianming was stunned for a moment when his eyes met those of the beauty, and he muttered to himself: "I seem to have seen her somewhere before, why is she so familiar! Weird, weird!"

As soon as the people from the Devil's Cult left, many people from the rivers and lakes came up immediately, and they started to make noises. Fang Jianming was also full of food and drink. He looked at the old man and laughed. After a long time, he couldn't come up with a penny, and he was still grinning on his face. Fang Jianming saw that he had taken out a penny for a long time, but he didn't take out anything, so he secretly smiled and said, "He said he bought me a drink, and he didn't have any money on him. Don't say it." Invite me to drink, even if you don't have any food and drink expenses, if I don't have some money on me, people will still think that we are here to eat for nothing!"

But he laughed out loud, and said: "Senior, this meal is my treat. It's not too late to invite me to drink another day. Anyway, I'm sure I'll drink this meal!" Fang Jianming said so, It was because of his age that he didn't want to embarrass the old man's face. It was clearly agreed to be a treat for the old man, but in the end it was Fang Jianming who paid for it. How could a thick-skinned person not blush.The old man laughed when he heard this, and said, "Oh, I'm so sorry that I didn't bring money with me when I went out today. It was originally my treat, but I asked you to spend money instead. Okay... okay, since my brother is so straightforward, I will definitely give you money next time." Brother, please go to the Misty Rain Building in the south of the Yangtze River and have a good meal!"

Fang Jianming didn't know what Yanyu Building was. He just laughed when he heard the words, and the two of them went downstairs together and walked out of the hotel gate. Fang Jianming asked, "Sir, you've been here for a few days, so you should be familiar with this place. I don't know which inn is more convenient to live in?" The old man smiled after hearing this, scratched the back of his head with his hands, and said, "To tell you the truth, I don't live in an inn these days." Fang Jianming said in surprise: " Where do you not live in a hotel?"

The old man smiled and said: "There is a ruined temple on this mountain, no one lives there, I live in it, and I don't need to spend money, and I don't get angry with the waiter in the inn, why not do it!"

Fang Jianming listened and looked at him carefully, only to find that his clothes were extremely simple, much worse than his own clothes. Fang Jianming was wearing a blue shirt now, Nai Wen The clothes that Ruowang wore back then have not been changed since he came out. When he encountered river water on the way, he took them off to wash them, and dried them with internal strength. It only took half a moment to finish. He lowered his head and thought for a while, and said : "Senior, do you want to stay here and wait for Tianhe Baolu to appear?"

The old man smiled and said: "Yes, I have been here for several days, so I can't make a trip for nothing!"

Fang Jianming said with a smile: "It's boring for me to live in the inn alone. I don't know if the fairy house of the senior can accommodate the boy." The old man laughed loudly after hearing this, and said: "When I saw you, I knew you were not spoiled. My son, it really is the case, since you don’t dislike the coldness and desolation of the old man’s ruined temple, how could I refuse.” After speaking, he took Fang Jianming out of the town, walked up the mountain path, and spared a few small hills. , Climbed halfway up the mountain, and saw that there was indeed a temple in an inconspicuous corner of the mountain.

When I walked closer, I saw that the temple was dilapidated. There were no things that should be there, but there were things that should not be there. There were a lot of chicken bones and broken wine jars on the ground. This temple is not big, only the courtyard and two. rooms and a main hall.

The old man smiled and asked Fang Jianming to look around. He ran into a dilapidated house by himself, saying that he was cleaning the room for Fang Jianming.Fang Jianming had no choice but to stay outside. The Qilin Mouse had no idea where to go to play when he arrived here. This is in the mountains, and there are many novel things waiting for the Qilin Mouse to discover!
Fang Jianming looked at the courtyard and saw that there were some chicken bones and broken wine jars on the ground. He found a rotten broom in a corner of the courtyard and swept these things into the corner. The courtyard looked very clean immediately. He laughed at it. The old man hadn't come out yet, so he had to walk into the main hall alone. In the main hall, in a corner on the left, there was still a big clock, and there were a few futons on the ground, and those futons were cleaned up. It seemed to be used for entertaining guests. Fang Jianming was very surprised when he saw it. There are still people visiting this ruined temple. Who the hell is this laughing old man!
Fang Jianming was looking at the situation in the main hall, but he heard someone behind him say coldly: "

Who are you?Where is the old man laughing? "Fang Jianming was startled, and turned around abruptly. This person came behind him, but he didn't notice that this person's martial arts were too high. If someone wanted to harm him, he was almost certain to be able to escape. Come out! Fang Jianming asked in surprise: "Who are you?How did you get in? "

Looking at the other party carefully, I saw a middle-aged scholar standing like a pine tree at the entrance of the main hall. The man had long eyebrows, big eyes and a high nose. There was a stern look between his eyebrows. His hands were behind his back Behind him, standing outside the gate of the main hall, he will naturally have the air of a king. Standing by the gate, even if there are thousands of troops in front, no one can force him back!Fang Jianming's heart skipped a beat, and a super vigor pushed him past him. He hastily summoned Tian Chan's true power and walked around in his body. His eyes flashed black, and he met the opponent's eyes coldly. Without the slightest fear.The two energies met in mid-air, only a slight vibration was heard, Fang Jianming's body took one step, two steps, three steps... a full seven steps back, just to the edge of a futon.

The middle-aged scholar did not move, looked at Fang Jianming with a pair of cold eyes, and suddenly said lightly: "Your kung fu still needs a lot of practice. Nowadays, the martial arts world is full of wind and clouds, and young masters are coming out in large numbers. To lead the way, you still need your own diligence and experience! Otherwise, it’s like sailing against the current, if you don’t advance, you will retreat!”

Fang Jianming's heart lighted up when he heard this, he bowed and said: "The boy has been taught!"

He had just finished speaking when he heard the middle-aged scholar tremble and cough violently. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and stuffed it around his mouth. He walked in while coughing. Fang Jianming saw that he seemed to be Looking seriously ill, he hurriedly asked: "Uncle, you..." But the man raised his head and said, "What do you call me? Uncle? Young man, don't ask anything, go get me some wood Let’s start a fire here, it’s getting cold!” As he spoke, he didn’t look at Fang Jianming, instead he found a futon and sat down, as if he knew Fang Jianming and wanted to listen to him.

Fang Jianming chuckled, and when he arrived outside the main hall, he secretly looked at the room the old man entered just now, but there was no movement inside, Fang Jianming was surprised, these martial arts people are really strange, and their actions are often unbelievable, he didn't bother to look at the old man Whether he was in the house or not, he walked more than a mile outside the ruined temple and came across a small forest. He picked up a lot of wood in the woods, carried him back to the ruined temple, and entered the main hall. The middle-aged scholar sat on the futon, closed his eyes, and sat quietly. When he heard the sound of him coming in, he opened his eyes.

Fang Jianming piled the wood next to the big clock, took a third out of it, and set it up in the center of the main hall. When he was about to light the fire, he found that he didn't have a fire pocket on him, and looked at the middle-aged scholar embarrassedly. Seeing this, the middle-aged scholar took out a fire pocket from his pocket and handed it to Fang Jianming. Fang Jianming lit the fire and returned the fire pocket to the middle-aged scholar.The middle-aged scholar approached the burning fire, saw that Fang Jianming was still standing, and asked, "Why don't you take a futon to sit on?"

Fang Jianming said with a smile: "These futons are used by the seniors to greet guests, how dare you be more polite!"

The middle-aged scholar sneered and said: "Stupid, since you are here, you are his guest, can't you sit? Besides, even if you are not his guest, what can he do with you if you sit on his futon?" !"

(End of this chapter)