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Chapter 217 The poor monk also knows some marksmanship!
"Stop wandering around and come back to sleep with me!"

After Sun Jianping saw off Zhang Ziyi, he picked up the old cat who was squatting on the wall and looking around. The old cat rolled its eyes and meowed, showing a hundred and eighty reluctance.

"Be good, or I'll beat you up!"

He carried the cat into the house. At this time, Monk Zabu and Lao Cao were already lying on the bed, tilting their heads and listening to the radio.

Sun Jianping also took off his clothes and got into bed. The old cat's eyes were sharp and his claws were quick, and he suddenly occupied a good position. He put his little head on the pillow, squinted his eyes, and stretched himself comfortably!
Seating successfully!

Meow meow!

"Go to sleep!"

After listening for a while, the old monk felt sleepy and yawned. Under the dim light of the oil lamp, Sun Jianping saw him. He flexed his fingers and flicked out. With a popping sound, he put the oil lamp on the window sill. Destroyed!
Sun Jianping's eyes widened in shock!

The old monk is still at least three meters away from the horse window sill!
And just popping out a burst of air, just...

This old monk not only has great merits, but also great cultivation!
He turned over excitedly, how about learning one and a half moves from him tomorrow?

In the future, I will go up the mountain to hunt a chicken or something...

Uncle Cao's thunderous snoring sounded. Sun Jianping tilted his head and listened, only to find that the old monk's breathing was extremely long. He counted his pulse and found that a normal person's heartbeat is around ninety to one hundred beats per minute, and his breathing is sixteen. to twenty times, and the old monk’s breathing interval was simply terrifying!
At most three times a minute!

Moreover, he exhales for a long time, and his cultivation is absolutely top-notch!
The old cat tilted its head and looked at the old monk next to it. Under the dim starlight, it turned around and saw that Sun Jianping was not sleeping either. He stared at the old man and meowed softly.

This person is so strange!

"right!"

He squeezed the cat's paw and expressed his deep approval.

Early the next morning, Monk Zabu got up early. When he saw Sun Jianping getting up early to brush his teeth and wash his face, he smiled and said, "Young man, how old are you this year?"

"eighteen."

Sun Jianping grabbed a towel and wiped the toothpaste from the corner of his mouth, with a curious look on his face, "Master, can you teach me how you flicked out the oil lamp last night?"

Monk Zabu smiled and shook his head, "Young man, times have changed. How can fists and kicks be as good as muskets?"

"That's true!"

He nodded with deep understanding. Although the musket was accurate and fast,...

"I can teach you how to shoot."

"Master, can you also shoot?"

"Young man, you are joking. I can read Buddhist scriptures, practice boxing and kicking, and I also know some marksmanship."

Yes, this old monk is so versatile!

Sun Jianping hurriedly ran back to the house, turned out his shuttle box cannon, and handed it to the old monk. The old monk grabbed it, weighed it in his hand, and asked him to point dots on the wooden fence, and then held them in front of him. He didn't even take aim, he raised his hand and shot!
boom!
Hit the bullseye!

It seems to be exactly the same as Uncle Zhang’s shooting skills!
"Master, how did you practice?" Sun Jianping asked curiously as he ran to the wooden fence, took out his dagger and dug out the bullet head that was deeply nailed into the wood.

"Without him, it's just that the minds are connected." The old monk smiled and handed the box of cannons back to him. "It's almost time. It's time for me to leave."

"Master, where are you going? It's time to have breakfast!"

Li Xiuzhi came out carrying a basket of dried eggplants dried in autumn. Seeing that he was about to leave, she hurriedly stopped him.

"No, I'll go to Jijia Oil Shop to see old friend Xia." The old monk patted Sun Jianping on the shoulder, "Young man, we are destined to meet again."

After saying that, he threw his legs aside and walked to the gate in just a few steps. Sun Jianping hurriedly chased him out, only to see that his steps were flying, and he disappeared on the small bridge by the river within a moment!
"This person..." Sun Jianping turned back with a depressed look.

"Jianping, guess how old he is this year?" Li Xiuzhi also laughed. That's what the old monk is like. He comes and stays for a night whenever he wants, and no one can stop him from leaving. They are all used to it.

"About fifty years old?" Although the monk had no hair, judging from his black beard, he was probably about this age. Li Xiuzhi smiled and shook her head, "The old man is over ninety this year!"

"ninety?"

"You don't believe it, and I don't believe it either, but it's just age. I heard your Uncle Cao say that this old man looked like this when the plague hit before liberation. It's been so many years now and it hasn't changed at all... Come and help my sister-in-law hold some pockets... This person is very ambitious if he wants to live a long life, just like him..."

Li Xiuzhi picked out the dried eggplants and put the good ones back into her pocket to eat later. She picked out the bad ones and soaked them in a basin to stew potatoes for dinner.

"A few years ago, the temple was demolished, and a group of young men hung it from a tree and beat it with iron rods. They were beaten until their bodies were covered with injuries and they vomited a basin of blood. Your brother Bao Tu and the others sent him to our house overnight. After lying on the kang for two months, he was able to go to the ground... If this was left to those petty-minded people, they would have died of suffocation."

"Well, people live with a mentality!"

Sun Jianping became more and more interested in this monk.

"I'm telling you, don't look at people from our poor country, but there are capable people, and there is a blind man named Xia. He is not as good as him... Dad, you are back. The old master just left. Didn't you touch him?"

"We ran into him. He said he would go to Xia Xiazi's place and have a look. Let's pack up and eat. We have to clear the fields."

Lao Cao walked slowly into the house with his pipe in his mouth. Sun Jianping wanted to ask about Xia Xiazi's legendary past, but Li Xiuzhi was already busy cooking porridge and preparing breakfast for the family.

"By the way, Jianping, we are about to arrive at the spring plowing field. Look at your second uncle's side..."

Lao Cao is eagerly waiting for his second uncle’s good seeds!
"I'm also thinking about going to the commune to send him a telegram later!" Sun Jianping drank up a bowl of porridge and wiped his mouth, "I'll go first then!"

"Go, go, take your time on the road." Lao Cao also finished his meal in threes and threes. When he saw Cao Chungui sitting at the table, chewing slowly, he raised his hand and slapped him, "Quickly run away, this ink mark! Today's I can’t do any more work!”

"Well, listen!"

Cao Chungui snorted, "This old man is in a hurry!"

"Seeing how hard you work makes me angry!"

Li Xiuzhi smiled and teased her husband, "Hurry up and put on your shoes and go to the ground, dad is already out."

"You two, eat quickly and don't waste time!"

Cao Chungui rubbed his neck and glared at the two little ones.

"Dad got beaten up, hehe..." Xiao Yueyue smiled so hard that her big eyes narrowed into slits.

"Yueyue, Xingwen, get in the car, brother, let's take you to school!" As he spoke, Sun Jianping had already rushed the carriage to the door. The two children cheered and ran to the car quickly, "Brother, let's go quickly, or mother won't let you go. !”

"These two brats!"

Li Xiuzhi chased her out, "Jianping, don't buy snacks for them!"

"understood!"

Sun Jianping shook his whip, and the black horse ran up the team with brisk steps!
As soon as he left the village, Sun Jianping took something out of his coat pocket, including candy, apples, cakes, soda...

"Eat quickly, don't let others see!"

The two children nodded their heads, watching this dear "big brother" pull out a lot of delicious food from his coat pocket like magic, their mouths watered with greed!

When he got to the team, he first sent Xiao Xingwen to school. When Teacher Xiang Shuzhen saw him, he didn't forget to wave to him as a greeting.

Sun Jianping turned the horse's head and continued walking towards the commune. He suddenly remembered that Blind Man Xia lived in Jijia Youfang. Could he meet that magical monk later?
I can’t say for sure!
Xiao Yueyue sat in the carriage with her legs crossed, eating apples and pastries until she burped.

Another soda!
Beautiful!
The season is approaching Grain Rain, and all production teams are busy with spring plowing and production. The fields are full of commune members holding plowshares and driving horses to grind the ground. The supply and marketing cooperative is no less generous, and there are people crowded inside to buy. Farm supplies folks.

As soon as he arrived at the commune, he saw a charcoal-red horse tied to the hitching post. Although it was slightly inferior in size and appearance to his black horse, he could tell at a glance that this was another good horse. horse!
"Whose horse is this? It looks good..." Sun Jianping liked these big animals. Just when he was about to get closer and take a look, he saw a short, fat man with a potato seed coming out of the supply and marketing cooperative!

Enemy road is narrow!

When Wulongma saw this man, he became furious. He struggled against the shaft of the car and wanted to rush over and bite him hard!
(End of this chapter)