The Ximen brothers and sisters rushed back to the mansion to clean up and beckoned the family to help by the way, the weapons of the disciples of the dream monk were all whistle sticks, so naturally they didn't need to prepare anything, Duan Shaojun didn't even have a chance to prepare, and in the residence, except for two sets of clothes, there was nothing at all.

Some are probably two packs of hydrated lime on their bodies, and a dagger about half a foot long, and these things are naturally for self-defense. Duan Shaojun knew very well how high the hatred value of those ruffians and hooligans in the gambling stall that day was, and he was not a little guarded, in case he really encountered it, could he still grab his chest and placket, shouting indecent at the top of his voice?

"That, Shaojun, there shouldn't be any danger on this trip, so let's borrow something from you for the time being." When the great monk saw Duan Shaojun sitting beside him, he shook his head helplessly, and then gave his disciple a look. After a while, the disciple brought a sandalwood box about three feet long.

Duan Shaojun looked at the Great Monk of Dream Confusion with a puzzled expression, got up and took the sandalwood box, and set his eyes on the Great Monk of Dream Confusion.

Dream confused carefully rested the sandalwood box on the desk and opened it, took out a long silk cloth bag from the inside, and after untying the silk cloth bag, revealing a sword with a simple style and a black and purple scabbard.

Meng Yu reluctantly stroked the scabbard, turned around and handed it to Duan Shaojun. "This sword is a famous cut flower, it is one of the seven famous swords left over from the previous dynasty, temporarily borrow your body, I hope you protect it well, don't let it be damaged."

Duan Shaojun received it in his hand, drew his sword out of the sheath, and a cold light that soaked people's hearts suddenly appeared. Looking at this sword, which was textured like fish scales, but always exuded aggressive dazzling cold light, Duan Shaojun couldn't help but gasp, although he was not a lover of cold weapons, but just by looking at the ornamentation of this sword, as well as its self-evident edge, Duan Shaojun knew that this thing was definitely not ordinary.

put away the sword, happily held it in his hand and gestured twice, suddenly remembered what the great monk said, and suddenly said angrily: "You let me protect this sword?" Please, can this sword protect me, do you still expect me to protect this thing? ”

"You!" When Meng Yu heard Duan Shaojun call the sword a thing, his white eyebrows trembled with anger, and he let out a long breath and glared at this guy for a long time. "What the old man means is that when the sword can be unsheathed, try not to unsheath it, and if you can really meet a tiger, just take out the sword and cut it. If it's just flowers, flowers, trees, and rocks, don't mess around...... Besides, this is a good sword, not for you to use as a crutch. ”

"Oh, you said it earlier." Duan Shaojun was embarrassed to lift the sword up, and it took a long time to hang this valuable sword on his waist. Then he stood with his hands in his hands, and raised his eyebrows very arrogantly at the dream monk. "How's that, am I handsome?"

The big monk of the dream had dark eyes, almost threw himself on the soft couch, glared at this guy who was out of tune, made a few noises about the Buddha horn, turned his face and drank tea, and decided not to talk to this guy anymore, saving his lungs from blowing up.

After showing off for a while, Duan Shaojun sat on the couch, and after seeing the old guy's face return to calm, he asked with a smile. "What, great monk, are there any other conditions other than shaving your head as a monk, maybe I can consider it."

The acupuncture technique of the great monk still made Duan Shaojun's eyes very hot, of course, if he exchanged his lifelong happiness and sexual blessings, it would be impossible to drop, but if it was other conditions, Duan Shaojun could really consider it.

"Impossible." The great monk of Dream Confusion glanced at the sword hanging on Duan Shaojun's waist, and regretted it a little, he just had a hot brain, so he took out his beloved saber and handed it to this guy who never left virtue on his lips, although it was only a temporary loan, but the great monk of Dream Confusion was still very afraid that he would damage this sword that had followed him for decades.

However, since the words have been spoken, they naturally cannot be taken back.

Seeing Duan Shaojun's appearance, the big monk who was angry pursed his lips. "If you have the ability, you can eliminate harm for the people first, in that case, the old man can consider it."

"Really?" Duan Shaojun's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked.

The corners of the monk's mouth curled slightly, and he nodded: "Of course it's true, but you still have to worship Lao Wei as a teacher." ”

Duan Shaojun blinked, and almost raised his middle finger at the old man in anger. "I'm not a monk."

"Lao Gao's disciples can also not be monks." When Meng Yu saw Duan Shaojun's expression, he finally took revenge on this kid, and his heart was very happy.

"You mean lay disciples?" After thinking about it, Duan Shaojun understood the meaning of dreaming of this great monk. I can't help but light up my eyes, lay disciples, which naturally means that Buddhist disciples who don't need to be monks, in short, they are girls who are bubbles and dance.

"Yes, how's that? The old man's concession is big enough, right? Seeing Duan Shaojun's surprised face, the great monk was a little unhappy in his heart, but when he thought that his acupuncture method combined with Duan Shaojun's surgical techniques was definitely more clumsy than hiding it himself, and it would allow more ordinary people to have a chance to live, so he was relieved.

Duan Shaojun stood up with a solemn face, and respectfully bowed deeply to the great monk of Mengfu: "Master, please accept the apprentice's salute." ”

Dream was stunned for a moment, and then smiled with satisfaction. "Shaojun, don't forget, you haven't eliminated the harm for the people, and the old man has to make it clear, and it depends on whether you have the ability to learn the old man's acupuncture technique, if not, your gift will be in vain."

"It's okay, just a tiger, there are so many people out of the horse, I will definitely be able to catch it, as for whether I have the ability to learn acupuncture, you will know when the time comes." Duan Shaojun said confidently.

Dream shook his head speechlessly. "Well, then the old man wishes you success."

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Soon, the Ximen brothers and sisters led six powerful and heavily armed family members with swords and bows on their backs to the pharmacy. In particular, the Simon siblings both rode on the mounts of tall steeds, and two family members drove an ox cart.

And the county lieutenant Xu also had twelve officers with waist knives and spears, and three of them were carrying bows and arrows. plus the eleventh brother's disciple who dreamed of the great monk.

As the old saying goes, Wangshan runs a dead horse, although Duan Shaojun is not a horse, but Wenyan Mountain is nearly thirty miles away from Lanting City, which is also nearly fifteen kilometers away, fortunately, Duan Shaojun is a senior donkey, so after thirty miles, he arrived at the foot of Wenyan Mountain.

Wenyan Mountain is not a small hillside, but a beautiful scenery and a continuous mountain range surrounded by clouds. The mountain streams are babbling and flowing, and the mountain beasts and birds are singing in harmony, which is quite fascinating. Duan Shaojun stood by the stream, looking up at the mountain, breathing in the moist and fresh air, and couldn't help but feel refreshed.

"Thirsty, aren't you? Drink some water. A slender white hand handed over an animal skin water bladder from the side, and the watery eyes were as clear as a clear stream.

Duan Shaojun took the water bladder from Chu Chu's hand and poured a big mouthful, and the clear water ran down his throat and into his abdomen, which eased the anxiety and fatigue along the way a lot. "Thank you."

"What's polite, I haven't seen you polite to me when I rented the house for you." Chu Chu wrinkled her delicate nose cutely, and her lovely eyes were full of sparkling brilliance, which were fragments of the warm sunlight reflecting the reflection of the stream.

Hearing this, Duan Shaojun couldn't help but think of the scene when the two of them first met, like out of the water, oh no, it was Ximen Chuchu like a hibiscus in the water, at that time, at first glance, it was a kind of stunning, and there was a poignant beauty.

"At that time, you wouldn't have been so good to me." Duan Shaojun couldn't help but smile when he looked at Chu Chu's delicate face.

Chu Chu also thought of the scene when the two first met, and remembered that he was sitting like that, dressed in monk's robes, but his eyebrows fluttered and he roasted the brown and crispy grouse there, and couldn't help but smile. "Whoever makes you bad, even your identity has to be disguised."

"You have a sharp blade in your hand, and you are murderous towards me, if you tell you that I am your savior at that time, maybe you will be driven away by the Hidden Dragon Temple." Duan Shaojun touched his nose awkwardly and smiled bitterly.

Chu Chu couldn't help but be graceful, the picturesque eyebrows were slightly bent, and a pair of autumn eyes were also bent into a string moon like ink jade, crystal clear and bright.

A beautiful and unparalleled pretty face, as well as the tall and proud ****, Tingtingyu stood beside her, in her affectionate eyes, the charming sweetness, so that an ambiguous atmosphere swirled between the two, as if cutting the space, between heaven and earth, only you and me.