Monkey Sun Is My Younger Brother

"Master, this disciple is Master Ah Zi's disciple, and Ah Zi is also a disciple of Vulture Palace, so it is reasonable and legal for my disciple to call you Master."

Hearing the name Ah Zi, Jin Si was in a daze for a while.

"When did Ah Zi go?"

"The master died at the age of ninety-six, when the disciple was twelve."

"She can live quite well." Jin Si curled his lips: "So you inherited Ah Zi's mantle?"

"Yes."

"You're crazy, don't you just pretend?"

"The disciple is not really pretending, it's just that his brain is good and bad."

"Then you've seen me? Why did you recognize me as soon as you saw me?"

"Master has your portrait."

As Ouyang Feng said, he lowered his head and subconsciously avoided Jin Si's gaze.

"My portrait?" Jin Si squinted his eyes: "Didn't Ah Zi throw a throwing knife at my portrait?"

"Ah... no, no, how could it be?"

"Where is she buried? I'll dig her out and whip her corpse." Jin Si said angrily, "This girl who doesn't know what's good."

However, the name Ah Zi could be heard again.

Always memorable.

In the beggar gang, it has been five or six generations.

But Ouyang Feng is only one generation away, which is really embarrassing.

"There is a wooden house in the woods, you can go and live there, I will teach you some martial arts, and then I will cure you of brain disease."

"Master, can you cure my madness?"

"Old recipe handed down from the ancestors." Jin Si nodded and raised his fist at the same time: "Those who have been treated by me will either recover or die."

"Σ(っ°Д°;) っ" Ouyang Feng.

In fact, there was nothing wrong with Ouyang Feng's illness, to put it bluntly, he was just stimulated.

Coupled with practicing the Nine Yin Manual.

Straighten out the qi, basically the disease is half gone.

The remaining half depends on Yang.

What Jin Si was worried about didn't happen.

Ouyang Feng also took advantage of the situation and stopped.

However, things still happened as Jin Si feared.

Every time he saw Yang Guo and Xiao Longnu flirting, Jin Si felt like being fed.

"Jing Jing, you have already mastered martial arts, pack up your things, and roll down the mountain with your adoptive father... No, it's going down the mountain to practice."

"??" Yang Guo was confused.

Accomplished martial arts?

What about the three-year minor success we agreed upon, the five-year major success, and the ten-year consummation?

I have only practiced for half a year, and you tell me that you have achieved great martial arts.

"It's because you are a genius of the sky, do you understand the genius of the sky? It means that others use it for three years, but you only need three months."

At this moment, Ouyang Feng walked in with a radiant face (with a bruised nose and swollen face).

"I also think what the master said is very true, Guoer, pack up your things, and we will go down the mountain."

Ouyang Feng didn't want to stay at the back of Zhongnan Mountain any longer.

If he stayed any longer, he would really be beaten to death by Jin Si.

Yang Guo said that he didn't want to go down the mountain at all.

I feel that if I work harder, my aunt will come to my bowl.

Why go down the mountain.

"Master, I think my martial arts are not enough..."

Yang Guo euphemistically expressed Lao Tzu's idea of ​​not wanting to go down the mountain.

"Do you think martial arts are not strong enough? Well, let's stay for a while. I will take advantage of this time to teach you another set of martial arts skills. As long as you master this skill, you will be unmatched in the world."

"Master, what kind of martial art is it?"

"This set of martial arts is called "Sunflower Treasure Book". It is extremely powerful and easy to practice. It can be said that a fool can practice it."

"Is there such a good thing?"

"Well, the only thing that is needed is to practice magic skills and swing a knife from the palace...Of course, it is also possible for others to do it for you. When do you plan to start?"

"Master,

I suddenly felt that it is impossible to reach the top of the list through hard training. What the disciples lack now is experience, so the disciples can start down the mountain as soon as they plan. "

...

"Her eyes are like aunt's..."

There is no doubt that Yang Guo's scumbag nature is obvious, even a girl would be shocked.

"Ahem..." Ouyang Feng coughed, reminding Yang Guo that he had gone too far.

They met the lame girl Lu Wushuang on the road.

Lu Wushuang happened to be hunted down by a group of martial arts people.

Yang Guo immediately decided to rescue him. On the one hand, there was a tall and thick man, and on the other hand, there was a pretty and lovely girl.

No need to say who is right and who is evil.

Girls are justice!

"Girl, are you okay?" Yang Guo's bright smile melted Lu Wushuang.

"It's okay, thank you two for your help."

"Girl, who are those people? Why are they hunting you down?"

Lu Wushuang lowered his head and pondered for a while, then said: "They are acting out of interest, and when they see me alone, they become malicious."

"Death is more than enough." Yang Guo snorted softly, "Miss, where do you live, I will take you home."

"The little girl and the master got separated, and there is no where to stay."

"I'm going down to Yang Guo, and I happen to be going down the mountain to practice. If the girl doesn't dislike it, I'll go with you, and I'll also find out the whereabouts of your master for the girl."

"Is it so convenient?" Lu Wushuang looked at Yang Guo, then at Ouyang Feng.

Now that Ouyang Feng has recovered from his madness, after tidying up, he looks like a dog.

"This is my adoptive father." Yang Guo introduced.

"Little girl Lu Wushuang, I met my uncle."

"You're welcome, there's no village shop around here, we'd better set off quickly, don't miss the hour." Ouyang Feng didn't act like a little girl.

The three hurried on their way, but after all they failed to enter the city at nightfall.

They can only live in a ruined temple outside the city.

Ouyang Feng brought some wild game to roast and distributed them to Yang Guo and Lu Wushuang.

At this moment, there was a melodious flute sound in the distance.

Ouyang Feng frowned: "Huang Laoxie!"

Ouyang Feng stretched out his body and leaped several feet away.

"Father!" Yang Guo immediately chased after him, but his skill was still weak, so he couldn't catch up to Ouyang Feng at all.

Lu Wushuang was even slower.

Ouyang Feng jumped a few times, like a roc spreading its wings.

Under the moonlight, a figure in a green shirt landed on the rock.

The man in the green shirt wore a bronze mask, looking quite hideous and terrifying.

"Huang Laoxie!" Ouyang Feng raised his hand and slapped that person.

The man was shocked, he didn't know where Ouyang Feng appeared, he turned around and slapped him.

puff--

The man in the blue shirt was directly thrown away by Ouyang Feng.

Ouyang Feng didn't pursue him any more, but stood still and showed suspicion.

"You are not Huang Laoxie!"

Shhhhh——

Suddenly, Ouyang Feng heard the sound of breaking through the air, and his body moved.

Two stones passed by his side and hit the opposite stone wall.

Another man in blue shirt appeared in front of Ouyang Feng.

Flick of the fingers! This skill must be Huang Laoxie without a doubt.

"Haha... Huang Laoxie, let's see how much progress you have made in the past twenty years!"

Ouyang Feng laughed and rushed towards the man in green shirt.

The figure in the green shirt was nimble, and he was not head-on against the overwhelming Ouyang Feng.

He supported Ouyang Feng's palm with dexterous strength, and then used his strength to jump backwards.

But the next moment, the mask of the man in green shirt appeared in Ouyang Feng's hands.

The visitor's face was thin, he looked only in his early forties, and his temples were gray, but he couldn't hide his free and easy air.

One can imagine how handsome he was when he was young.

"It really is you, Huang Laoxie."

"Ouyang Feng, I really didn't expect you to come out of the rivers and lakes again." Huang Yaoshi stood on the branch of the peach tree, the branch was no more than the thickness of a finger, but it could support Huang Yaoshi's weight, which shows that Huang Yaoshi's lightness kung fu has reached its peak.