Chapter 162: Unclean things in the Qingjing Courtyard
Chu Pingsheng patted Fan Chong on the shoulder and winked: "Don't worry, I will be fine. There are so many masters, how can you follow me?" A person who has been poisoned by a fatal cold is just a person."
It's okay if he doesn't say it. Fan Chong's face becomes even more bitter when he says it.
In comparison, Dong Zhao was even more heartless. He pointed at the fence and saw the two coming over, and trembled. However, he was tied up with a hemp rope and couldn't break free. He was so anxious that he couldn't break free. The three monkeys who screamed said: "Junior brother Chu, why did you capture them to chop firewood in the small courtyard..."
Chu Pingsheng said meaningfully: "Kill the chicken to scare the monkeys. Look at this scar-faced monkey. Do you dare to bully our junior fellow students who go up the mountain to collect firewood?”
After saying that, with a flick of his finger, a piece of firewood as thick as his little finger flew out and hit the monkey king's crotch accurately. The squeaking sound stopped suddenly, and after two breaths, it turned into a miserable wail, which had to be repaired by the wooden fence. Soon, the peg was inserted very deep, otherwise it would have collapsed long ago.
Dong Zhao shivered and subconsciously tightened his legs.
In the years when Chu Ping was just starting out, he was often bullied by the monkeys on the mountain. They would pull his clothes, suddenly jump out to scare people, and grab the dry food in the package... Many disciples have experienced similar things, but few have After learning Qing Gong well, he goes to seek revenge on the monkey who bullied him.
Only this kid, a beast bites him for "a piece of firewood", let alone a human being. When combined with Cao Qing's experience, he always feels that the phrase "killing chickens to scare monkeys" is not just Refers to roasting a chicken in front of three monkeys tied to a fence.
“Eat, eat, it’s delicious.”
Chu Pingsheng endured the heat and pulled off a chicken leg and handed it to Fan Chong. The other five generations of disciples stayed away after knowing what happened in the afternoon, for fear that he would harm them. Only Fan Chong and Dong Zhao came to visit. Regarding this, He was still a little moved.
"Junior brother..."
Fan Chong hesitated for a moment, knowing that his persuasion was useless, so he could only take the chicken leg, put it to his mouth and took a bite.
The plump chicken entered his mouth with heat and oil. The tender texture and salty aroma captured his taste buds. He instantly forgot all those worries. The more he chewed, the more delicious it became. He kept nodding his head and making um and um. of admiration.
Dong Zhao didn't eat either. He looked hungry and subconsciously licked his lips.
Chu Pingsheng thought the two of them were quite funny. Old nun Mie was advocating a clean life, and Mount Emei also followed the Qing Dynasty from top to bottom. Is it possible for people who practice martial arts not to eat high-protein and high-calorie foods? I can't stand it.
But he also knows that in the world of martial arts, it would be too much to be scientific in everything.
He tore off another chicken leg and handed it over. Dong Zhao did not hesitate, took it in his hand and devoured it. The food was much uglier than Fan Chong’s. The key was that he was still biting. Chu Pingsheng wished he could slap him. Two slaps.
A plump roast chicken was given to them three times, five times and two times. Dong Zhao couldn’t get enough of it, so he patted his belly and said, “Junior Brother Chu, your skills are better than those in the kitchen who are not good at it. The food is much better, and the only few dishes I keep turning over all year round, boiled chrysanthemum, roasted tofu, pickled radish, and occasionally some shredded pork are all given to the fourth-generation uncle and uncle Sheng. We, the fifth-generation disciples, can only eat something good. Do it yourself."
In order to be able to eat delicious roast chicken in the future, Fan Chong also complimented: "I didn't expect that Junior Brother Chu, in addition to his enviable swordsmanship talent, is also a good hand at roast chicken. ”
Chu Pingsheng had a sarcastic look on his face. He had a damn talent for cooking. He had learned it through his work-study program at a barbecue stall during the summer vacation when he was in college. He could roast chicken, duck, mutton, etc., so let him be the chef? I can make nine meals of instant noodles in three days.
"Ahem..."
He coughed lightly and glanced at the monkey on the fence that had given up its struggle: "The chicken has been eaten, and the words have been spoken. Two senior brothers, one of them has I'm busy...I want to ask you to help me."
Fan Chong said seriously: "Junior brother, please tell us, as long as we can."
Chu Pingsheng said: "I want you to go find it. Uncle Chu, please teach me the Emei Nine Yang Kung Fu.”
"Ah?"
Fan Chong was stunned for a moment: "Please ask Master Chu to teach you the Emei Nine Yang Kung Fu?"
Dong Zhao reminded from the side: "Junior Brother Chu, you are not Master Chu's direct disciple. , Logically speaking, he cannot teach you Emei Nine Yang Kung, and you are now so angry that the leader is vomiting blood... The matter with Uncle Ji has not yet been resolved, so this request... I'm afraid it will be difficult. "
Chu Pingsheng chuckled: "You just need to be lobbyists, success or failure will be determined."
Fan Chong and Dong Zhao looked at each other, it was difficult to understand his operation, but they still They nodded and agreed, thinking that the most they would receive was a scolding. In this way, they could do their best and be worthy of Junior Brother Chu.
The three of them chatted for a while about what happened on Wudang Mountain. Fan Chong and Dong Zhao said goodbye and left. They argued for a while on the road and did not choose to go to Uncle Chu the next day. They knocked on the door of the master's dormitory that night to beg for mercy. The tone revealed Chu Pingsheng's thoughts.
To their surprise, Chu Xingui did not refuse on the spot. Instead, he requested that Ji Xiaofu be in love with Chu Ping and give birth to a daughter out of wedlock. He asked the two of them to go back and wait for news because it was too early to do the Emei Nine Yang Gong.
This attitude is quite ambiguous.
If the two parties in the conversation were of equal status, this statement could be said to be a polite rejection that did not want to break up. The problem is that the status of the two parties was unequal. Chu Xingui could have acted tougher to dispel their wishful thinking.
Is it possible that... Master Chu had the idea of passing on the Emei Nine Yang Kung in Chu's life?
The two of them were confused by this result, and found that they couldn't understand the situation at hand.
......The night breeze is gentle and the moon is bright in the sky.
Compared with the situation in Wugou Villa, Qingjing Villa is much quieter, because the fifth-generation female disciples don’t know how injured Master Miejie is, so they are all waiting for news with peace of mind.
At the end of Haishi, Ding Minjun dragged his tired body back to the courtyard where the lay female disciples were. Bei Jinyi, Li Mingxia, Zhao Lingzhu and others heard the footsteps and came out of their respective rooms to ask about the situation of Master Miejie. .
Previously, Master Jingxu had driven away all the fourth-generation female disciples who were waiting for news outside the quiet room except Ding Minjun. After all, she was the senior sister among lay disciples, and her identity was there.
Now that she walks back to the courtyard, she will certainly attract the attention of her junior sisters.
"Senior Sister Ding, you are back. What did Senior Sister say? How is Master's injury? Are you okay?" Usually Zhao Lingzhu's mouth is like a machine gun. At this moment, the speed of his speech, Bei Jin Yi and others are far behind.
Ding Minjun smiled: "Master is fine, so he got angry and attacked his heart. There was something wrong with the flow of Qi. Now with the help of Senior Sister Jingxuan, he has adjusted his mood and Qi, but he has to rest for a while before he can return to his former self. Skill."
Hearing what she said, several people breathed a sigh of relief.
Li Mingxia said bitterly: "Fortunately, Master is fine, otherwise Ji Xiaofu will never be able to atone for her sins."
Zhao Lingzhu said: "Shouldn't the most hateful person be Chu Pingsheng? Master has long said that the men's hospital The number of side disciples is increasing, but the good and the bad are mixed. Either their qualifications are so poor that they cannot be seen, or they have evil intentions. Huh, if it weren't for the sake of Uncle Gu Hongzi, Wu Guo Courtyard should have been banned long ago, especially this Chu You will never let him off lightly in your life, don’t you think so, Senior Sister Ding?”
Ding Minjun nodded and said, “Yes, Junior Sister Zhao is right, we must not let him off lightly.”
Bei Jinyi said: "Senior Sister Ding has been waiting outside the quiet room for a long time without eating dinner. She must be exhausted. If you have anything to say, let her go back to her room to rest early."
Li Mingxia , Zhao Lingzhu and others nodded and went back to their rooms to rest with relief.
Ding Minjun also walked to his room. When he was young, he entered the room, closed the door, took out the fire stick, shook it, and lit the candle on the table.
The dim light dispelled the darkness. Just when she was about to take off her coat and go to bed to rest, she suddenly noticed a shadow on the ground and turned around in shock.
At this moment, a palm fell and hit her hard on the face.
Packing...
Ding Minjun staggered and fell to the ground. When she looked up with humiliation, anger and fear, she saw a face illuminated by candlelight, her expression was stunned. .
"You...how did you get into the women's courtyard?"
Chu Pingsheng smiled coldly: "Four generations of female disciples with good skills are surrounding the master's Zen room. Do you think the few remaining little ones are Cat, can you notice me? "
That's right. Chu Pingsheng has absorbed 90% of her power. Fourth-generation disciples like Li Mingxia and Zhao Lingzhu are no longer his opponents. Qingjing Courtyard And because the leader was so angry that he vomited blood, it was not difficult for him to sneak in here because he was familiar with the terrain.
Ding Minjun touched his burning face and gritted his teeth and said, "Aren't you afraid of me calling someone?"
"Scream, I dare to be tough in front of you, do you think I will be afraid?" Are you calling someone?”
Chu Pingsheng stepped forward and slapped him again.
How could Ding Minjun escape with her current meager skills? Pa, she was slapped again, until her hair was disheveled, her eyes were flying, and she was completely confused. What happened in the afternoon also made her confused. My mind was exhausted and I hadn't eaten dinner. After these two slaps, I felt so weak that it was difficult to even get up.
Scoff...
Chu Pingsheng suddenly used force and tore the gauze skirt she was wearing to pieces: "It's a waste that I thought you looked pitiful when you cried before I went down the mountain. I thought about treating you in the future. Better, after all you are my woman, but I never expected that you would team up with Hu Fengying to stab me in the back!"
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Only then did Ding Minjun understand that the reason why Chu Pingsheng slapped her twice when they met was because she was blamed for Hu Fengying's revelation that Ji Xiaofu had a daughter in front of Master Jue.
From Chu Pingsheng's point of view, it is reasonable to feel angry, and it is normal to want to retaliate against her.
But in this matter...she was wronged, okay?
"You think...uh..."
She turned her face and was about to speak out in defense when her neck was pinched by a strong hand, and with such force, "Just now Okay." She was speechless and felt suffocated, but it wouldn't strangle her to death.
(End of this chapter)