Not long after su LAN and Qin Keqing left, uncle bird came back.

    Along with him was a bald boy wearing ragged monk clothes and dirty all over, but he was very beautiful.

    "Monk?"

    Jun Wuxie was stunned. He was a monk who had not been disciplined

    I have to admire that uncle bird can really blow. Even the monk is fooled.

    After climbing the mountain, the bald boy dragged the bowl in one hand and stood up in front of his chest in the other hand. The whole man was dull.

    Jun Wuxie saw that his face changed rapidly from white to dark in an instant.

    "This is what the elder said about the scenic courtyard, sitting on the beautiful scenery of Linshui?" he pointed to the woods behind the house and said, "that''s the private garden, the secret place of health preservation?"

    "Little monk, I have a mansion in my heart. Where is there no mansion in the world?" Uncle bird said to the old God: "little monk, no wonder you can''t stay in Buddhism and Taoism. It seems that you lack wisdom."

    "Senior." the little monk turned to look at Uncle bird, raised the bowl in his hand, announced the Buddha''s name, and said, "can I beat you, little monk?"

    "Of course not. Impulse is the devil." Uncle bird turned to the hall and began to introduce the 100 meter corridor, which was unlocked by one click sliding.

    Jun Wuye came to the little monk''s ear and said, "younger martial brother, I tell you, uncle bird is very talkative and has a super good temper. If you''re really angry, give him a head?"

    "Really?"

    The little monk showed his heart.

    "Of course it''s true. Can senior brother deceive you?" Jun Wuye looked at Uncle bird, who was facing them with his back and introducing one button sliding unlocking and carefully polished every place, and whispered to the little monk, "I was deceived by him too. I''ve wanted to beat him for a long time!"

    The little monk turned his eyes and said quietly, "why don''t I count one, two or three and let''s do it together?"

    Jun Wuxie immediately raised his chest, nodded to him and took a sneak attack attitude.

    one

    two

    Three!

    The little monk whispered and counted, and the sound of Trinity fell. He looked at the bowl to be smashed out, suddenly retracted from the middle of the way, and then looked at Jun Wuxie who had rushed behind uncle bird with a cheap smile.

    As a result, Jun Wuxie seemed to rush behind uncle bird, but in fact, he made a fierce turn, immediately walked around behind the little monk, and slapped him on the wrist.

    The bowl flew directly to the back of Uncle bird''s head.

    When I heard you.

    The unsuspecting uncle bird stumbled, rushed forward for several steps, and was dizzy for a while.

    "You!"

    When Uncle bird turned around, his eyes were still in circles and pointed at the little monk. He was leaning around and almost couldn''t stand stably.

    "Senior, I didn''t do it!"

    The little monk was so angry that his face turned red that he pointed to Jun Wuxie, who stood beside him with a stunned face, and said, "it''s him!"

    "Well, you little monk!" Jun Wuye immediately became angry and said, "do you understand the least respect for teachers? Unexpectedly, he secretly attacked the senior of the school and didn''t talk about martial ethics! It''s shameless to want to throw the pot on me!"

    "Come on, come here. I''ll teach you today. What is impulse? It''s the devil!"

    Uncle bird slowed down and hooked his fingers at the little monk.

    The little monk''s face turned green. He glared at you and ran away.

    Jun Wuye went to the hall and sat down. While waiting for the wine master to treat Yueyao, he watched uncle bird running all over the mountain after little bald head.

    After a short time, the little monk came back.

    With two dark blue eyes and two wisps of nosebleed on his upper lip.

    Seeing Jun Wuxie sitting in front of the hall, he looked at him righteously and didn''t fight at all.

    "I said, little monk, we will be martial brothers in the future. What''s your layman''s name?"

    "Little monk has no common name."

    "Law number?"

    "Emptiness."

    "Emptiness?" Jun Wuxie was stunned, looked at him up and down, and said, "are you lonely?"

    The little monk patted the bowl in anger.

    At this time, another man came down the mountain.

    Soon, he came to the hillside, stared at the dilapidated buildings in front of him and said, "excuse me, this is zongwang college? Did you come to the wrong place?"

    "Welcome to zongwang college."

    Jun Wuxie''s words broke the little Taoist''s fantasy.

    The little Taoist immediately became anxious, and his face was loveless.

    "Well, everyone is here now." Uncle bird came over and said, "let me introduce you."

    "This is the cultivation of both body and sword. I am the eldest disciple of the king''s college. Your eldest martial brother is from Qingyang City of the great Zhou Dynasty. Those who practice body and sword have reached the realm of the master."

    "Body cultivator? Kendo master?"

    The little monk and the little Taoist were surprised.

    At this time, uncle bird pointed to the little monk and said, "the Dharma name is empty, which is also his current secular name. I am the second disciple of Wang college. I come from the distant western regions and have golden Zen blood. Generally speaking, it is the Vajra blood of Buddhism. I am good at power and defense."

    Jun Wuye was surprised and had to re-examine the little bald head. He looked beautiful. Was he the body of King Kong?

    You can''t judge a man by his appearance.

    "The little Taoist Xu Daoling is born with Yin-Yang pupils and wind spirit. He is good at finding tombs, exploring acupoints and speed. He comes from the far north."

    Jun Wuye has a strange expression and is good at looking for mausoleum and acupoints?

    Isn''t this tomb robbing?

    ……

    He is a little speechless. Uncle bird is looking for someone.

    But the blood of these two guys is not simple.

    Such talents, many zongmen should be eager to be. How could they be fooled into coming to zongwang college?

    "Let''s do this today. When we arrive at Houshan tomorrow morning, I have formulated different cultivation methods according to your different characteristics."

    Uncle bird said, his eyes swept around the three and said, "by the way, who of you can cook?"

    "Senior, little monk... No... disciples will have fortune."

    Emptiness weighed the bowl in his hand.

    "I will... Dig graves!"

    The little Taoist said confidently.

    "It''s all a group of losers!"

    Jun Wuxie twitched at the corner of his mouth. As a senior brother, he even wanted to be a suckling father for them?

    He got up and went to the dilapidated kitchen. After a while, the pots and pans were rusty. How long has it been since he cooked?

    Looked at the rice jar, suddenly speechless.

    There are a few grains of rice and a few mouse droppings in it. Make a fart meal!

    "Uncle bird, there''s no rice. Don''t you know?"

    Jun Wuxie threw the pot ladle away and quit.

    "Well, zongmen is a little short of money recently. You can do something about this rice yourself."

    Jun Wuxie:

    He really doesn''t want to talk.

    Zongwang college is too poor to afford rice

    He walked around the mountain. He wanted to make some game, but he didn''t see the shadow of the game.

    When I asked, I knew that all the game here had been cooked by Uncle bird and the wine master.

    really

    In his opinion, there is no hair here worthy of the name.

    "What evil did I suffer in my last life? I got on this thief ship."

    He went to the little Taoist priest and the empty little monk and said, "we are all people of zongwang college now. The door is broken like this. It doesn''t block the light in sunny days, it still leaks in rainy days, the pots and ladles are rusty, and there is no rice in the jar. You, do everyone pay some money, and we will repair here, and add some daily necessities, fuel, rice, oil and salt?"

    "Elder martial brother, you are right. I am a monk and regard money as dirt."

    The little monk said that he generously touched the broken monk''s clothes for a long time. Finally, he turned over his sleeve pocket and jingled out three copper plates.

    "Beautiful!"

    You have no evil spirit and your teeth are itchy. There are only three copper coins on this goods. They also pretend to be generous. What do you say that money is like dirt!

    "You should have a tomb robber, don''t you?"

    He turned his eyes to the little Taoist Xu Daoling.

    The little Taoist priest gave him an embarrassed and polite smile. After a while, he deducted a string of copper coins from his crotch for a long time.

    "I......" Jun Wuxie refused to accept the string of coquettish copper coins and said contemptuously, "are you the tomb robber? A string of copper coins are hidden in your crotch?"

    "Eldest martial brother, this is not ordinary copper money. It is used to ward off evil spirits. The Yang in the crotch is heavy. It''s easy to smoke."

    Jun Wuxie:

    What are these two wonderful flowers?

    I thought that these two guys had such extraordinary blood, and they didn''t want to treat his sister, and their cultivation cost a lot. How should they have a lot of savings.

    As a result... Poorer than him!