Chapter Five Hundred and Fifty Three: Mysterious Evil Without Precepts
Xuanxie slept for a whole morning.
The young monk lay beside the bed and looked at Xuanxie who was snoring like thunder on the bed. He frowned and said, "Master, why doesn't Uncle Xuanxie wake up? Is he sick?"
After hearing this, Xuan Zheng glanced at Xuan Xie helplessly, then got up and ran towards the door.
"Master, what are you doing?" the young monk shouted quickly after seeing Xuan Zheng leaving.
"It's okay!" Xuan Zheng whispered back.
A moment later, Xuan Zheng walked in with a basin of cold water. Before the young monk could speak, Xuan Xie directly poured the cold water in his hand onto Xuan Xie's face.
"ah!"
Xuanxie screamed, then sat up from the bed, stared at Xuanzheng in front of him, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "What are you doing? I'm sleeping!"
"Stop sleeping and take Wu Jie to practice martial arts quickly." Xuan Zheng put down the basin in his hand and said expressionlessly.
"I haven't been allowed to sleep well this whole day." Xuanxie stretched out his hand to wipe his big face with a helpless expression, then turned to look at Wujie, curled his lips and said, "Why are you laughing?"
After Wujie heard this, he quickly covered his mouth.
Xuanxie walked down from the bed, wiped his cheeks with a towel, then turned to the young monk and said, "Don't look at it, I'll take you to the back mountain to practice martial arts!"
"good!"
When the little monk heard this, he quickly agreed and then ran outside the house.
Xuanxie sighed helplessly and slowly followed the pace of the young monk.
"Come back before dark." Xuanxie whispered.
"I know." Xuanxie agreed reluctantly, and then walked out of the thatched house.
After the little monk came out of the thatched hut, he was still in a very good mood, because he finally got rid of Xuan Zheng's shackles. The little monk who usually followed Xuan Zheng could not do anything. He could only face the wooden man beating him back and forth every day.
Now that he can not only leave the courtyard, he can also learn martial arts from Xuanxie, so the little monk must be in a very good mood at this time, and he is jumping up and down all the way.
The little monk was in a good mood, but Xuan Xie couldn't be happy anymore.
The monk is stupid as hell.
"Master Xuanxie, why are you unhappy?" the young monk asked Xuanxie with a smile.
"Is there anything happy? There is no wine to drink and no meat to eat. It is really boring in Qingshan Temple." Xuanxie replied with a curled mouth.
"I think it's pretty good. At least I don't have to fight with that wooden man anymore, and there's still someone to talk to." Wujie said with a smile.
After Xuanxie heard this, he was stunned for a moment, curled his lips and said, "Don't your master usually talk to you?"
"Don't tell me, I have too many questions, and my master can't answer many of them, so he doesn't like to talk to me very much." The young monk shook his head.
"I also think you have more questions." Xuanxie nodded.
"Really?" Wujie reached out and scratched his head and then looked at Xuanxie and asked, "Uncle Xuanxie, what are we learning today? Are you going to teach me the five boxing techniques?"
"Well, I will teach you five boxing techniques today." Xuanxie nodded, then glanced ahead, pointed to an open space in the distance and said, "Let's go there!"
"Okay." The little monk nodded in agreement, and then walked quickly towards the grass in front of him.
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Xuanxie knew that the young monk was relatively stupid, so when he taught the young monk this boxing technique, he did not rush for success, but chose to teach it to Wujie bit by bit. He thought that although Wujie was stupid, he still had extraordinary talent in martial arts.
It was different from ordinary people, but it wasn't until after he was taught that Xuanxie realized that the little monk was really not that stupid. No matter how much Xuanxie taught him, he could not learn or remember a few moves.
"You really can't remember?" Xuanxie frowned and asked Wujie.
Wujie reached out and scratched his head, and whispered: "This boxing technique is too complicated, I can't remember it."
"How come this boxing technique is so complicated? There are only a few moves in total. Oh my God, why are you stupider than me? I think I am already stupid enough, but you are actually stupider than me!" Xuanxie covered his head.
The big head really didn't know what to say, his eyes were wide open and his face was very broken.
"I really can't remember..." Wujie reached out and scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed.
Xuanxie turned to look at Wujie, sighed helplessly, and whispered: "Now I understand why your master asked me to teach you martial arts. With your brain, it is really not something that ordinary people can understand."
"Then what should we do?" Wu Jie asked with his lips curled up, imitating Xuan Xie's accent.
"How to straighten it, how to straighten it, you know how to straighten it!" Xuanxie cursed speechlessly, then reached out and picked up a branch from the ground, looked at the little monk and said: "Now I will give you what I just taught you.
Do you understand that your fists are drawn on the ground and you practice boxing while looking at the drawings on the ground?"
"I understand!" The little monk nodded.
Xuanxie turned to look at the young monk, sighed helplessly, and whispered: "I have never seen such a stupid monk like you, you are so stupid!"
The young monk smiled and said nothing.
After a while, Xuanxie drew the boxing technique on the ground, then lay down on the haystack and squinted at the little monk beside him.
"Go ahead and practice boxing. I'll take a nap first. I'm sleepy." Xuanxie yawned and waved his hand towards the little monk.
"Okay!" the little monk agreed, then ran to the little people drawn by Xuan Xie and began to practice boxing according to the appearance of the little people.
Xuanxie glanced at the little monk briefly and found that the little monk was still able to show some appearance, so he did not continue to pay attention to the little monk, but lay down on the ground and began to sleep.
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I don't know how much time passed, but Xuan Xie opened his eyes again and found that the little monk was no longer practicing dancing at the same place. Xuan Xie quickly sat up straight and searched around the place without finding the little monk.
"Wujie!" Xuanxie shouted anxiously.
But after shouting, no one responded at all.
"What did this kid do?" Xuanxie shouted helplessly, and then he moved to look for Wujie when he suddenly found something near his feet. Xuanxie lowered his head and saw Wujie sleeping soundly.
quit.
"Oh, you scared me to death!" Xuanxie shouted with his eyes wide open, then reached out and patted Wujie's head and shouted helplessly: "Don't sleep, get up!"
Wu Jie opened his eyes drowsily and smiled at Xuan Xie.
"Why did you come here to sleep if you didn't practice boxing well?" Xuanxie asked Wujie helplessly.
"I'm tired from practicing..." The little monk smiled honestly.
"Have you practiced well?" Xuanxie asked.
"No." The young monk shook his head.
"You haven't practiced yet and you're still sleeping! This is the first time I've seen a child like you!" Xuanxie reached out and touched his big head, his tone a little helpless.
"I originally wanted to practice boxing, but I felt sleepy after I saw you sleeping, so I thought about taking a rest and practicing boxing, but I fell asleep as soon as I fell asleep. I'm going to practice boxing now." The little monk hurriedly said
He stood up and ran forward.
Xuanxie frowned, looked around, and whispered: "It's already dark, why are you still practicing? Come back with me for dinner!"
"No need to practice anymore?" the young monk asked in surprise.
"No more practice, no more practice, let's talk about it tomorrow. If you keep practicing at your current pace, you may not be able to practice tomorrow morning, so just go back!" Xuanxie sighed helplessly.
"Okay then!" The little monk nodded helplessly.
Xuanxie turned to look at the young monk and whispered: "Don't tell your master about the two of us sleeping when you go back. Just say that you have been practicing martial arts and I have always been by your side to teach you. Do you hear me?
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"I heard it!" The little monk nodded quickly.
"As long as you heard it! Don't let it slip to me! If you let it slip, we two won't be able to come out tomorrow, you know?" Xuanxie looked at Wujie and threatened.
"I know, don't worry, I won't tell anyone!" The little monk nodded quickly.