Chapter 46 Master and apprentice are @Youyou Princess
White Paper Fan The stainless steel folding fan in Luo Qingyu's hand has a fan surface made of special materials that are neither gold nor silk and will not be damaged easily.
Therefore, it was hit by the clear yellow Buddhist beads that broke through the air. When the two intersected, the Buddhist beads and the metal fan bones made a clear sound, and there was an explosion-like compressed energy wave, which could not destroy it, but the tyrannical
The force forced the white paper fan to fly back a few steps, and the hand holding the fan couldn't help but tremble.
I turned around and saw the footsteps of four or five people coming from the enemy's direction, approaching quickly.
Seeing the reinforcements coming, the white paper fan no longer wanted to play tricks on me. As soon as the folding fan turned, it rushed up and tried to kill me.
I didn't know this guy's ruthless thoughts. Even though I was completely weak, I still took a strong breath in my chest and stumbled back and forth. The white paper fan came first, and the sharp blade on the fan bone was about to blow.
I was cut apart, and the reinforcements had already rushed out of the forest. Whoosh, whoosh, and several sharp sounds broke through the air. The white paper fan turned its wrist and easily blocked three red silk flying knives.
I saw that the flying knife user who was leading the way turned out to be my old black-faced instructor Ba Zhigang. There were several people behind him. The only ones I knew were Zhu Ke, who was in charge of logistics at Baihualing, and
Two young men with unfamiliar faces. Finally, I saw Jia Tuanjie, who looked majestic, striding out of the dark forest with a string of Buddhist beads in his right hand.
When I saw this group of people filing out, I breathed a sigh of relief. The reinforcements from the base were not always late like the notes on TV. They were just here to collect the corpses. But when I saw them
With these few people, I knew that reinforcements would be available in time, but their arrival would be limited.
It seemed that Huiming had no choice but to lead the team himself and fight here.
I staggered, turned around, and found that the white paper fan did not run away immediately, but quickly retreated to the edge of the pool. With a brush, I opened the folding fan that was stained with a lot of my blood, and slowly fanned myself.
.Look at this demeanor, this magnanimity, he is such a handsome young man in troubled times, coupled with his exquisite and picturesque two-stroke beard, it is really a martial arts landscape painting.
Seeing me looking like a bloody man, Zhu Ke stepped forward, supported me, and asked Lu Zuo urgently, are you okay? Are you okay?
As he asked, he took out the powder for stopping bleeding from his arms and applied it on me skillfully. Meanwhile, Ba Zhigang next to him held up several throwing knives with both hands and asked me with a dark face: "Where are the others? Why are you the only one?"
?I pointed in the direction of Wang Xiaojia, Lao Zhao and the others and told them to go quickly. They were struggling there and I didn’t know what was going on...
Bazhi just turned around and looked at Huiming. The old monk had a sullen face and scolded you as a coward with disdain. Look at your potential. His words seemed to be scolding me, which made me feel angry. The old monk glanced at me.
After taking a look at the scene in the field, he snorted and said it was just a white paper fan. I thought it was Zhang Daqiang. You all go over and help. I will deal with it here.
Bazhigang and others looked at the scene around them and did not dare to refute. They nodded in agreement. Zhu Ke supported me and I pushed him away and said I was fine.
Zhu Ke glanced at me worriedly, patted my shoulder and said take care, then he picked up his sword and followed Ba Zhigang and others.
Huiming walked slowly past me, gave me a very rude look, and cursed softly: "Useless trash..."
The sound was slight, but it penetrated my ears clearly. I was so angry that I suddenly became furious. I felt that all the pain in my body was incomparable to these few words - Damn, as the chief instructor of the training camp, I was killed by the enemy.
I infiltrated this trial base and didn’t even know that my reaction was so slow. How could you still have the confidence to call me a waste?
Who are this group of people? They are the most powerful branch of the Evil Spirit Cult. You, an old monk in his 70s or 80s, can't handle it. Why are you talking to me?
However, I didn't even reply to him. As a person who has been in society for many years, I have enough experience and vision, and I also know when to stand up and when to hide my glory and argue in front of a strong enemy.
, it is simply the rhythm of seeking death.
In the dark forest, countless battles were going on fiercely, and the ghost-faced robe brother association and the big bosses from the training camp were facing each other at the edge of the black water pool that was constantly rolling and bubbling.
Although he saw the reinforcements coming from the dense forest, Bai Zhifan was not afraid. He happily greeted Huiming and said, "Master, we haven't seen each other for more than ten years since our quick farewell in Nanchong in 1995.
How have you been?
My eyes suddenly widened and I was stunned. My mind suddenly went blank and I didn't know what to say.
Huiming looked livid and said, Luo Qingyu, you bastard. Ever since you caused the zombie incident that spread throughout Nanchong and made the whole country uproar, I no longer have you as my apprentice. Stop having anything to do with me.
.If you really think about my gratitude for teaching you, then just go ahead and capture me. You can’t escape anyway.
The white paper fan turned to Huiming respectfully and said: "Master, you don't recognize the disciple, but the disciple cannot deny the master. Although most of my abilities were developed later, the foundation was laid by you."
.Besides, you don’t recognize me, but my wife and senior sister treat me kindly. Even in planning this operation, my wife is probably behind it. In order to avoid your reputation being damaged, it’s better to let me go and let me go.
To withdraw with the remnants? Oh, by the way, the boy behind you is the head that Master’s wife has designated - he killed Senior Sister Jia Wei, and the only way to escape is through death, do you think so or not?”
Hearing the white paper fan calmly speaking, Huiming's face was uncertain, and he slowly looked back at me with a meaningful look.
Seeing that Huiming was a little moved, the white paper fan immediately raised his eloquent tongue and said, "Master, everything I have done is to avenge my senior sister who died tragically in Miao territory. You must understand my painstaking efforts. This
The matter has become such a scene, and you are also involved with the teacher's wife. In the final analysis, it is all because of your own inability to supervise and neglect your duties. If the superiors investigate, you will be in danger after all. In this case, good birds choose trees to roost, you
Why don't you join our Brother Pao Club? The place for worship has been filled for a long time. If great things happen in the future, you will also have a good background..."
The white paper fan said a lot of words, and my heart gradually became cold.
I have said something before, this world is so big, but this world is also so small.
I never expected that the second-in-command of the self-established Ghost Face Pao Brotherhood in Fengdu Honglu, Xichuan, is actually the disciple of the old monk Huiming. What’s even more surprising is that the person who leaked the training camp information turned out to be
The wife of the chief instructor, the old lady named Ke - I can believe that she only played a role as a trigger, but with so many people dead, Jia Tuanjie has been forced to go to jail.
So, is he willing to annihilate his relatives out of justice, take up the blame, and shoulder the responsibility for this murder?
From what I know about him, it's really difficult.
For five minutes, White Paper Fan Xiaozhi persuaded Huiming with reason, emotion, and inducement, and then stopped talking and waited for his master's decision.
During the whole process, Huiming didn't say a word, his eyes seemed to be closed, and he listened quietly. When the white paper fan made his mouth dry, he opened his eyes, revealing a bright light like a light bulb: "Luo Qingyu, ten
Four years ago, what you learned was only 30% of what I learned. Today I will consider you first to see if you have made any progress over the years!"
After he said this, he straightened his body and his whole waist was as straight as a javelin, and he was full of momentum.
Bai Zhifan's brows jumped, and his originally respectful expression immediately turned into arrogance.
Seeing Huiming's attitude, he knew that the old monk couldn't let go of the face he had accumulated over the years and would not follow him into the water. He immediately stopped pretending to be a filial son and a virtuous grandson. He raised the corner of his mouth and said, Master, when I studied with you, you
Let me study the Avatamsaka Sutra written by Nagarjuna Bodhisattva, as well as the One-vehicle Teachings Divided into Chapters, and the Perfect Enlightenment Sutra, all of which are state-of-the-art. As for the specific cultivation techniques, they are really like the way of Rigpa.
You were only willing to pass it on to my senior sister, which made my first thirty years almost in vain. Later, I learned the wonderful method of refining corpses and raising elixirs, but you wanted to drive me out of the house. I have been separated for more than ten years. I really should report to you.
Study, so that you will know that the talent is better than the talent.
Huiming wrapped the string of Buddhist beads on his wrist around his right hand, and while walking forward slowly, he said: "Luo Qingyu, you are a genius, a rare genius. People like you may not be able to appear in Xichuan for decades.
Get one. In the past twenty years, I have used Buddhist scriptures to cultivate you. I want to sharpen your mind so that you can achieve great achievements. Otherwise, you will eventually fall into the devil's path. Unfortunately, I was wrong. Your heart is too hasty!
"
The white paper fan unfolded the stainless steel folding fan of Toushan, and finally revealed a ferocious face: "Fuck you, mother, are you pretending to be such a big-tailed wolf? Others don't know, don't I know that you practice Tantric Prajna?
Is the 'Empty-Happiness Double Luck' in Zen a happy Zen? Fuck..."
As soon as he finished cursing, the folding fan flew up, and the eight ghostly monkeys got up from the surrounding soil and flew towards Huiming.
Huiming crossed his hands and gently rubbed the yellow beads on his right hand with his left hand. The speed was several levels faster than the Japanese Golden Finger Kato Eagle, and soon red marks were rubbed out. His expression was relaxed, and he faced the flying
The ghostly monkey sneered.
This sneer made his serious face look very funny, as if he were crying.
Four ghostly monkeys jumped up and grabbed Huiming, who was walking slowly, with their sharp claws from different directions.
"dart……"
Huiming uttered the truth, swept forward with lightning in his right hand, and brushed the ferocious monkeys with his fist with Buddhist beads. For a while, all the monkeys slid down like sand sculptures and disappeared into thin air.