Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 334 Ah Zi: I am Daddy’s little cotton-padded jacket

Chu Pingsheng looked at the water surface, his face not red and his breath not out, and he said: "That's right."

"I thought that my uncle was only gifted in martial arts, but I didn't expect that he was also talented in music. Guangling admires him."

After coming down from Piaomiao Peak that day, Wuyazi, Su Xinghe and others stayed in a nearby town. The next day, they were hesitating whether to send the Eight Friends of Hangu up the mountain to inquire about the follow-up matters. Fu Minyi from Lingjiu Palace came to them with two female disciples and asked them if they knew where Monk Kongxu had gone.

After asking carefully, Wuyazi and others learned that Monk Kongxu and his disciples went to Li Qiushui to ask for the secret formula of White Rainbow Palm Power. As a result, Li Qiushui left Suzhou in the early morning and went to Xingqing, but Monk Kongxu did not return to Piaomiao Peak and left without saying goodbye.

The problem is that Wu Xingyun has been poisoned by a cold due to his strong practice of the Eternal Spring Technique. The pain is unbearable. If he leaves, what will happen to the cold? Who will detoxify him?

It is true that Wuyazi possesses the Beiming Divine Art and can absorb people's internal energy, but he is helpless in facing the Xuanming True Qi that has been entangled with the Changchun True Qi, because if he wants to absorb it, he must absorb it together. If the Xuanming True Qi is gone, the Changchun True Qi will also be gone, and Wu Xingyun will have to wait for his power to dissipate.

So the answer to the problem is still the same: the person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it.

Su Xinghe knew that Monk Kongxu lived in Xiaojing Lake, so he asked Kang Guangling and Shi Qinglu to go ahead. If Monk Kongxu returned to Song Dynasty, he would tell him about Wu Xingyun's current situation and ask him to go back to Piaomiao Peak to help with the treatment.

As a result, the two of them came to Xiaojing Lake and met their uncle who had returned from Xingqing Prefecture. When they asked him the question, he was told that the Double Ninth Festival was only two months away. He had boasted in front of the other heroes that he would make Shaolin Temple look bad by then. How could he have time to go back to Piaomiao Peak to treat Wu Xingyun? Just wait.

That’s right, they were dismissed with just a “wait.”

Originally, the two were going to go back to Leigushan to report the matter, but no one knew what was wrong with the monk's mind, so he let Shi Qinglu report alone and asked him to stay in Xiaojinghu to teach him the skills of playing the zither.

From the perspective of the Eight Friends of Hangu, a young monk in his early twenties suddenly became their great-grandmaster's uncle, and he felt more or less unhappy. He thought it would be nice to laugh at his great-grandmaster's uncle, after all, having a high talent in martial arts does not mean one is also good at music.

However, God knows what kind of monster this monk is. In less than half a month, not only could he play the piano quite well, he could also compose his own music. Although it was very strange that he hummed opera lyrics while playing the piano, it was undeniable that the music itself was quite excellent.

Chu Pingsheng said: "Guangling, thank you for your hard work these days."

"Not hard, not hard."

"This one……"

Chu Pingsheng picked up the Buddhist beads and put them on his wrist, then took out a small square box from his sleeve: "After all, I am your great-grandmaster, and I cannot take advantage of the younger generation. There are ten pills in here that can regenerate flesh, remove decay, relieve pain and detoxify. Take them."

Kang Guangling hurriedly declined, "Uncle Master... this is too expensive."

He knew very well how miraculous Monk Kongxu's medicine was. His master Wuyazi was already able to walk with small steps, and a few days ago Duan Yu told him that Li Qiushui's face had returned to normal.

Now his uncle-master has rewarded him with ten pills, which is roughly equivalent to adding ten lives. This tuition fee is totally worth it.

"Just keep it if I tell you to. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

"In that case, I will respectfully obey your command."

"Ah."

……

Two other people heard Chu Pingsheng playing the piano.

"You Tanzhi, can't you walk faster? Dad is waiting for me to praise his piano skills."

Ah Zi was wearing a purple blouse, boots that were tight on her calves, and a black leather whip hanging around her waist. She was clearly dressed as a heroic female warrior, but her lips were covered with two petals of thick rouge, and it seemed that she had taken advantage of the owner of the gouache shop.

You Tanzhi was carrying two large sacks on his shoulders and had a U-shaped bag tied around his waist. The bag was bulging with something unknown, but it looked heavy. Every step he took left a deep footprint.

"Sister... don't... don't rush me... I carried these things from the city... all the way here. I told you to hire a carriage, but you... you said you lost the money. Just now... I clearly saw you... when you ran, the purse fell... fell to the ground."

"Hmm...what do you know? Senior sister, I am supervising your training. You have seen my father's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. It is powerful and fierce. Xiao Feng's should be similar. Practicing internal skills is very important. External skills are equally important. Only in this way can you withstand beatings, right? He hits you twice, and you also hit him twice. You have a good physique and you just spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and he dies. Then you are the winner, right? Senior sister, I have thought of a good name for it, called the Tonggui Combat Method. See, am I good to you?"

"Okay, okay... Senior Sister, you are... so good to me."

"Then do you still feel tired?"

"No... not tired anymore."

"Since you're not tired anymore." Ah Zi untied the whip, swung it violently, and the tip of the whip broke through the air with a snapping sound.

"Hurry up, Dad asked me to supervise your practice, I won't let you go."

The corner of You Tanzhi's mouth twitched. Perhaps he had suffered from being whipped before, so he dared not be negligent. He quickly exerted his internal strength, turned his head to the side, put his hand through the sack, went around his neck and grabbed the collar, and ran away in a very strange and twisted posture.

Carrying a heavy load all the way, walking from Xinyang City back to Xiaojing Lake, You Tanzhi was already exhausted physically and mentally. At this time, A Zi woke him up and half-practiced the postures of the Shenzu Sutra. There was actually Qi flowing in his meridians. Although it was not as sufficient as the daily practice, it was a trickle, enough to make up for the loss. "That's right, you must remember to practice all the time, so as to live up to your father's expectations of you." She said these words with deep meaning, but whipped You Tanzhi's feet: "Now you are a mule to help me pull the goods, hurry up, and faster."

She was whipping him from behind while You Tanzhi was running in front. When they were almost reaching Xiaojing Lake, they heard a delicate shout from the side. The sword flashed and the whip, which was supposed to hit You Tanzhi's back, was deflected and the tip of the whip flew into the air.

"Who was it? Who cut off my whip?"

Two girls walked out from behind a big willow tree on the left, which is so big that an adult can hug it. They look very similar, probably twins, but one is wearing black clothes with a red collar, a cloak on her shoulders, and a high ponytail on her head tied with a red rope that reaches her chest on the left side. The other is wearing black clothes with a blue collar, and also wearing a cloak, but the high ponytail is on the right side of her head, and her headband is blue.

A Zi touched the top of her head, which was tilted to one side. There was only a three-inch long braid, and it felt like she was wearing the same clothes as someone else.

"Are you looking for death? You dare to cut off my whip. Do you know who my father is?"

The girl in black with a red collar asked casually, "Who is your father?"

"You'll be scared to death if I tell you." Ah Zi said proudly, "My father is the monk Kongxu who is invincible in the martial arts world, can reach the moon in the sky, and pick stars with one hand. He is known as the Mahayana holy monk."

The two girls looked confused. Wasn't the nickname of Kongxu Monk Demon Monk, Lustful Monk, and Evil Monk? When did he become a holy monk?
Little did they know that Miss A Zi was Ding Chunqiu's favorite student. Although her poison skills were average, her ability to curry favor with others was unparalleled and unmatched.

"Let me ask you, is that Little Mirror Lake ahead?"

Ah Zi said: "Yes, it is Xiaojing Lake."

"That's right."

At this time, You Tanzhi realized that A Zi did not catch up, so he turned around with his bag on his back, and happened to meet the gaze of the twin girls. Both of them had very strange expressions.

"Senior sisters? They are..."

Ah Zi was about to ask the two about their origins and why they were at Little Mirror Lake when the twin girls turned around and said, "Master, Little Mirror Lake is just ahead."

As soon as the words fell, a figure fell from the sky.

A Zi and You Tanzhi looked carefully and found that it was not one person, but two women, one big and one small. The older one was in her early thirties, with phoenix eyes, crescent eyebrows, and was quite pretty. She was also dressed in black, but the patterns on the cuffs and front were more gorgeous. The younger one was only seven or eight years old, wearing a white dress, with a rosy face, red lips and white teeth, and was very cute.

"You said you were the daughter of Monk Kongxu?"

"Yes." Ah Zi raised her little face and said proudly, "Who are you? What do you want to see my father for?"

The woman with phoenix eyes said in a tone that was neither hateful nor angry, but almost resentful: "Let's settle the score with him."

She glanced at the girl behind her and said, "Take us to find him."

Ah Zi frowned and thought quickly, thinking that there were three people on the other side and two on her side. You Tanzhi's martial arts were good, but he lacked combat experience, so it was hard to tell who would win if a real fight broke out. This place was only a few hundred meters away from Xiaojing Lake, so it would be better to lead him to the monk father and let him worry about it.

"Then you guys just follow me."

She took two steps forward with a wary look on her face, then left You Tanzhi and ran away.

The three women in black looked at each other and quickly chased after him.

……

"Mother, mother..."

Ruan Xingzhu was threading needle and sewing shoe uppers in the house. When she heard A Zi's voice, she shook her head and didn't take it seriously.

"Mom, my father's lover has come with his daughter to recognize her as his relative."

When Ruan Xingzhu heard this, her hand trembled, the needle pierced into her fingertip, and a drop of blood flowed out.

Squeak.

The sound of a door opening was heard from the next room, and it was obvious that Mu Wanqing also heard A Zi's scream.

She didn't have time to treat her wounds, and hurried to the outside of the wooden house, where she saw Ah Zi running towards her, with three other women and a girl chasing after her not far away.

Ruan Xingzhu ordered Ah Zi with a bitter face: "Quick...quickly go and call Duan Yu."

She took it for granted that the visitor was Duan Zhengchun's mistress.

(End of this chapter)