Chapter 156 Tonight, let me use my body to test her true body!
The next day.
Zheng Jirong is teaching Xiaolong to practice flying knives in the back mountain.
What I have to say is that this little guy's martial arts talent is simply astonishing. After two days of training, the little guy who is only five or six years old can already hit any target with perfect accuracy. Although he is limited by his age, speed and The strength is a bit inferior, but Zheng Jirong is definitely not as good as Xiaolong at his age. After all, he doesn't know what the original owner was doing when he was four or five years old.
call out!
Xiaolong jumped up in the air, twisted his body in the air, and fired three flying knives from each hand. The tip of each knife was firmly inserted into the bull's-eye painted on the tree.
"Wow!"
The old master, who had been watching for a long time, applauded and exclaimed: "Xiaolong, you are so awesome, you insert every knife so accurately! I think you have fully mastered it!"
"No," Xiaolong shook his head and said in despair, "I'm not as strong as my elder brother. He can shoot the entire blade into the tree every time. I can only shoot the tip of the knife."
"Hey", the old master glanced at Zheng Jirong and said disdainfully: "Why do you need so much strength? It's better to pick up dung if you are too strong!"
"Oh, senior brother, you are making so much noise, can you please stop disturbing me and my elder brother from practicing?"
Xiaolong impatiently hammered the old master twice. Although he was young, he was an out-and-out martial arts fanatic. He was very interested in flying knives that he had never touched before.
Zheng Jirong cupped Xiaolong's bald head and said to him: "We've been practicing all morning. Let's take a break. Xiaolongwen went to the front yard to get a cup of tea."
"Okay big brother!"
After Xiaolong heard this, he immediately ran to the courtyard. Looking at his bouncing back, the old master muttered unhappily: "I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup was poured into me, so I listen to you so much."
Zheng Jirong smiled, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and threw it to the old master. After catching it, he raised his head and pretended to be disdainful: "Why are you trying to please me?"
"Hahaha", Zheng Jirong stepped forward and hugged the old master's neck and said with a smile: "Yes, you are my senior brother. Isn't it my duty to please you?"
"Don't scream nonsense. The master said that your secular status is too complicated, so he only accepts you as a lay disciple. I am officially the second senior brother of Wulongyuan, and I am different from you."
After Zheng Jirong heard this, he deliberately said with a straight face: "Really, senior brother, are you trying to put on airs for me?"
"Well, that's not the case. You can scream if you want."
"Tell me, what is it for?"
"What for what?"
Zheng Jirong's hand around his neck tightened, "Obviously yesterday, he called me Rongge, and said that if Xiaowen farts again in his sleep, you will go to Hong Kong Island to seek refuge with me. But the next day, he gave me a bad look. Senior brother, you still said nothing happened?!"
"Ouch, it hurts, Ah Rong, please be gentle on your arm."
After Zheng Jirong let go of his arm, the old master ran back seven or eight meters. After estimating a safe distance, he pointed at Zheng Jirong and said sadly: "You still have the nerve to call me senior brother! You know I like Ah Zhen, but why do you You force her to wash your clothes?! Don’t you know that your elder sister-in-law is like a mother? Will you let your mother wash your clothes?"
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"You have nothing to say!"
Zheng Jirong spread his hands and said, "That's it?"
"Isn't this enough?"
"Hey," Zheng Jirong waved to the old master, "Senior brother, come here and I will tell you."
"no!
The old master immediately shook his head and said: "What if you want to hit me when I'm over? We'd better keep a distance."
Seeing how rogue he looked, Zheng Jirong had no choice but to do anything. This guy had practiced light kung fu for decades, and his escape methods were the best among the best. In comparison, even his senior brother couldn't catch up with him.
"Okay, then just stand there and tell me how Ah Zhen told you that I forced her?"
"Okay, listen"
It turned out that when he got up in the morning to put out the water, he happened to see Ah Zhen coming out to dry clothes in a wooden basin. He originally wanted to take a peek at Ah Zhen's underwear, but when he followed him secretly, he found that all the clothes he was drying were Zheng Jirong's clothes!
No wonder he could tell them apart at a glance. After all, among the men in the courtyard, Zheng Jirong was wearing a leather jacket and undershirt, which was completely different from their monk robes. He was so angry that he was about to rush to Ah Zhen's room to catch him, the female slave. After hearing the old master’s question, Ah Zhen said that she saw that Zheng Jirong didn’t know how to wash clothes, so she washed them for him.
How could this old master believe this nonsense? I don’t know how to wash my underwear, so why don’t you wash it for me?
So he was sure that Zheng Jirong forced Ah Zhen to do this, so he came to show his face.
After the old master finished speaking, Zheng Jirong raised his palm and rubbed his forehead. Such a simple thing was actually said by this old boy in such a complicated way.
He glanced at the old master who was still sulking. This guy was miserable and fell in love.
In his current state, even if he was told directly that Witch Ajin was trying to lower his vigilance towards her so that she could steal the [Marrow Cleansing Sutra] from the Sutra Pavilion, he would not believe it.
So Zheng Jirong thought for a moment and put his hand into his pants pocket.
The old master who had been observing him panicked when he saw this: "No, Brother Rong, I am also your senior brother after all. You won't shoot me with a knife, right?"
Zheng Jirong glared at him angrily, took out a large pile of bills from his pocket and shook it, "Don't you want to ask Ah Zhen why he is willing to wash my clothes? This is the reason."
"money?!"
"Yes!" Zheng Jirong nodded and said: "The reason why she can stay as a wet nurse is not because the salary we offer her is high enough. This woman is very greedy for money. She came to me yesterday and said that she could let me help her wash clothes, but after a while One thousand yuan a piece, I have more money than I can spend, so I agreed to her."
After hearing this, the old master frowned and nodded. After dealing with Ah Zhen for the past two days, it seemed that this was indeed the case. It seemed that he might have misunderstood Ah Rong.
Thinking of this, he immediately walked towards Zheng Jirong with open arms and a smile on his face, "Arong, I knew I had misunderstood you. Don't be angry. Senior brother will cook a small stove for you in the evening and treat you to something good."
"Don't come here." Zheng Jirong pushed him away. "It's either tofu or dried tofu. If you want to eat some cabbage, you can't find it anywhere."
After hearing Zheng Jirong's complaint, the old master smiled and whispered in his ear: "I caught a pheasant last night. When the master and the others fell asleep at night, we roasted it."
"Brother Xi, you are really good at it. By the way, aren't you a monk?"
"yes."
"How can you, a monk, eat meat? Wherever the pheasant is, take it out and give it to me. I will release it secretly by myself."
"Well, although wine and meat are poisons that penetrate the intestines of us monks, and chickens, ducks and fish are enemies of life and death, as the saying goes, enemies are extremely jealous when they meet, so I must destroy it fiercely tonight!"
At night, in the bamboo forest behind Wulong Courtyard.
The old master was brushing honey on the roast chicken that was placed on the fire. Zheng Jirong took out a few cans of beer from his arms and placed them on the ground. He opened the tab and took a sip into his mouth. He urged: "Are you ready, senior brother?" If it’s already cooked, why do you still need to apply honey?”
"Hey, Ah Rong, don't you understand? After brushing the honey and roasting it for a while, it will taste delicious"
Seeing that he was about to drool, Zheng Jirong said with disdain: "You just brush, but don't drool on the roasted chicken."
"Don't worry, it's not the first time I've made roast chicken."
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After a while, Zheng Jirong couldn't wait to tear off a chicken leg from the grill. After taking a bite, the taste was so good that he couldn't believe it.
The skin is crispy, the meat is tender, and the oil is rich in aroma.
After taking a few bites, Zheng Jirong tore off another chicken wing and praised while chewing: "Brother, it's a shame that you don't become a cook with your skills. If you want to open a shop in the future, come to me and I will invest for you."
"Okay, then I will open a roast chicken restaurant on Hong Kong Island after I return to secular life."
"Senior brother, you really want to return to secular life."
"I never thought about it before, but after seeing Ah Zhen, I had such an idea.
After Zheng Jirong heard this, he threw away the chicken bones in his hand, rubbed his hands and said sternly to the old master: "Brother, tell me honestly, what do you like about this Ah Zhen? Don't talk nonsense about liking her character, this woman She is lazy, slanderous, and can be said to be useless in terms of personality, let alone love at first sight. Although she is very beautiful, she is almost the same in appearance as Ah Jiu, who came with me last time, but I don't see you liking her either. Go to Ajiu, so what is it about her that attracts you so much?"
After listening to Zheng Jirong's words, the old master silently poured a sip of beer into his mouth. After a moment of silence, he slowly said: "A few years ago."
After he finished speaking, Zheng Jirong nodded. It turned out that a few years ago, two famous killers came to their Oolong Courtyard to steal martial arts secrets. One of them, Hong Mengmeng, was a master of disguise. After she disguised herself, she deliberately After getting close to the old master, the two of them began to like each other over time. Although Hong Lemon was a pretty aunt when she was not in disguise, this did not affect the old master's feelings for her at all. It was a pity that something happened in the end. Red Lemon still left him.
And coincidentally, this Ah Zhen looks exactly the same as the Red Lemon disguised one!
Zheng Jirong asked the old master: "So you don't like Ah Zhen, but because her face reminds you of the red lemon?"
"Maybe, forget it, don't think about it so much."
After finishing speaking, the old master was about to tear another piece of chicken from behind the grill, but now the grill was already empty. Looking at the chicken bones on the ground under Zheng Jirong's feet, the old master said with a bitter face: "Ah Rong, you are too insidious. You try to tempt me to talk, but I’m just hunkering down!”
"Be more generous, senior brother. After we come down from the mountain, I will ask my company's employees to send a large amount of food and drink to you, master, brother, every month. Then you can eat roast chicken every day!"
"Tch, who knows when your kid will come down the mountain."
"It's coming, it's coming. I have a lot of things to do on Hong Kong Island. When the time comes, you can come down the mountain with me. I will also build an oolong courtyard for you on Hong Kong Island."
At this time, there was a sudden sound of fighting in the Wulong Courtyard in front. Zheng Jirong and the old master looked at each other, kicked the soil under their feet onto the charcoal fire, and then hurried into the courtyard.
Inside the Sutra Pavilion.
The senior brother's hands were like claws, and he grabbed A Zhen's wrist and sneered at her: "I didn't expect that you would show your true colors in just a few days. You are really impatient!"
"Old bald donkey, get out of here!"
Ah Zhen kicked his senior brother away, and before he could react, he threw a poisonous needle at him. The senior brother quickly turned around to avoid it. Ah Zhen took the opportunity to jump out of the window in a hurry, but as soon as he landed, he ran into someone rushing towards him. The old master and Zheng Jirong!
Seeing this, Zheng Jirong kicked off the ground and jumped up. A short knife slipped out of his sleeve and struck Ah Zhen in the air.
Ah Zhen swung the long sword in his hand, and while deflecting the blade, the blade also went towards the opponent's neck. Zheng Jirong twisted his waist to avoid the sword, and filled the blade with his true energy, and thrust it towards Ah Zhen from bottom to top, but This inevitable blow was blocked steadily by her sword!
Grass!
Why are they all masters!
Zheng Jirong cursed secretly, and with the blessing of his super sense, he started to fight with Ah Zhen without any fear. In an instant, the courtyard was filled with the light of swords and shadows.
At this time, Senior Brother also jumped out from the Sutra Pavilion. He held claws in both hands and rushed towards the battlefield between the two. With his help, Zheng Jirong, who was about to be unable to support himself, was instantly liberated. He stepped on the ground and took a few steps back. Hit A Zhen with a dozen flying knives!
While facing the ferocious offensive of his senior brother's dragon claw hand, Ah Zhen also had to be wary of the insidious villain who fired hidden weapons. He was defeated without any effort and was caught by his senior brother with both arms and pinned to the ground.
Zheng Jirong shouted to the old master who had been watching coldly: "Brother, come and check whether she is wearing a disguise mask and see if this woman is the red lemon you have been longing for!"
After hesitating for a moment, the old master gritted his teeth and said, "Okay!"
He stretched out his right hand and walked towards Ah Zhen on the ground, saying as he walked:
"Tonight, let me use my body to test her true body!"
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