Panther Commando

The little monk heard the scolding from the master, he stood in front of Xiaoya and Lingling in a daze, lowered his head and choked and said, "Master... Master, I... I can't take off my military uniform, I... I... ...I just want to be with you and my senior and second seniors, you... can you... let... let the apprentices... stay with you for a few more days!" Tears welled up in the eyes of the boy as he spoke.

When the old master saw the little monk's tearful appearance, he couldn't bear to raise his hand and pull the little monk to him, he looked down at the boy and said, "Jingheng, you are reluctant to bear the master and the two brothers, because the teacher understands your mind."

He followed and patted the little monk's head again, and said earnestly: "Men and men must aim in all directions. Now that you are a soldier, you must obey the orders of the army. Children and children will not have great prospects. Remember, you Every move in the army not only represents you, but also represents the reputation of being a teacher and Lingyi Temple!"

At this time, Jingheng's two senior brothers walked out of the small stone house with smoke from the cooking. The two saw the little monk with tears on his face, and hurried over. The senior brother took the little monk's arm and asked, "Jing Heng, what's wrong?"

"Master...Brother, Second...Senior Brother." The little monk raised his small face full of tears and called out in grievance. Seeing the tears on the little monk's face, Master Chang Tian raised his hand to wipe away the tears on the boy's face. He looked at his two apprentices and said, "Jingkong, Jingxin, your junior and senior are about to leave. A fasting meal is prepared for the benefactors."

Jingheng's two senior brothers were stunned. The two of them glanced at the wounded who were limping from the backyard, and they already understood the whole story in their hearts.

Jing Xin grabbed the younger brother's arm and pulled him in front of him. He looked at the master and said in a low voice, "Master, can you let the benefactor Wan and the others leave first, please let the younger brother stay for a few more days?"

Jing Heng's senior brother Jing Kong also grabbed the little monk's arm, with tears in his eyes. Both of them looked at their master anxiously, and their powerful big hands tightly grasped Jingheng's little junior brother's arm.

Master Chang Tian looked at the reluctance of his two apprentices, he also waved his hands sadly, turned around and pulled Wan Lin towards the courtyard.

It was extremely quiet in the Lingyi Temple in the early morning, except for the swaying branches and leaves of the trees outside the courtyard wall, there were bursts of crisp birdsong. Seeing the sadness of the two senior brothers Jingheng, Wanlin and several others silently lowered their heads and did not speak.

Everyone understands that the little monk grew up with Master Changtian and his two brothers since childhood, and there is an inseparable family relationship between them. Whether it is Master Changtian, or the two brothers of Jingheng, they I was reluctant to leave the little monk as soon as he came back!

Master Chang Tian took Wan Lin to the courtyard, he turned around and looked at the two disciples who were following the little monk tightly, he sighed and said, "Jingkong, Jingxin, Jingheng is different from you, he is now It is a soldier. This time, the donors can come back to visit us with your junior and senior brothers in their busy schedules. This is already a great favor. How can we monks have long love for their children? Go and prepare fasting meals for you.”

When Jingkong and Jingxin heard the master's instructions, they quickly let go of the little monk's arm and bowed and replied, "Yes, Master." The two of them took a deep look at the little monk and turned around and walked back.

After everyone finished their breakfast, Wan Lin glanced at everyone who kept their heads down and remained silent. He looked at Xiaoya and asked in a low voice, "Where are Xiaohua and Xiaobai?"

Xiaoya quickly replied: "When I woke up in the morning, Xiaohua and Xiaobai took Huzi to the mountains. They should be hunting for Huzi, a new friend."

When Wan Lin heard Xiaoya's answer, he raised his head and let out a loud leopard roar, summoning the two leopards who had run to the mountains outside to return as soon as possible.

He followed and looked at Master Changtian and the two senior brothers who were pulling the little monk's instructions, and said with a smile: "Old senior, two senior brothers, don't be sad, we will bring Jingheng back to visit you in the future."

Wan Lin said, looking at the surrounding comrades in arms and ordering: "Everyone help to pack up, and then we are ready to go. Jingheng, you also prepare." "Yes." Everyone stood up and replied, they followed and bent He picked up the bowl and chopsticks, turned and walked towards the stone house behind him.

The little monk also bowed his head and answered with red eyes. He stood up from the master, turned around and ran towards the meditation room. The kid ran out of the meditation room with an assault rifle on his back, fully armed, and holding a leather bag tightly on his chest.

Feng Dao looked at the leather bag that the little monk was holding, he stood and walked over and asked, "Jingheng, there is everything in the army, what do you take?" The little monk looked up at Feng Dao and shook his bald head, followed by another He glanced at Wan Lin furtively.

The little monk immediately raised his right hand and rubbed his red eyes. He replied in a low voice: "Feng... Master Feng, please be quiet, you... don't let the leopard head know. I... I will give Master and ... and my two brothers, brought some gifts, I... I'm leaving, and soon... it's too late to give them."

Before he could finish his sentence, Bao Ya limped over, stared at the leather bag the little monk was holding, and asked, "Little monk, let me see what you are holding. ."

The little monk heard Bao Ya's questioning, he quickly hid in front of Feng Dao, frowned and looked at Bao Ya and whispered: "Bao... Master Bao, what are you yelling about, don't... don't let me Leopard head heard ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ At this time, Wan Lin had already seen the little monk sneaking, he came over and looked at the leather bag the boy was holding and asked, "Jingheng, what are you doing in secret? "What are you holding in your hand?"

When the little monk saw Wan Lin approaching, he was so angry that he quickly hid the leather bag behind him, then glared at Bao Ya and shouted, "Bao... Master Bao, what are you calling you... you move the leopard's head... Recruit... come on, just... it's up to you!"

Feng Dao and Bao Ya couldn't help laughing when they heard the boy's cry. Wan Lin came over and asked with a smile, "Jingheng, show me what you have in your hand."

The little monk walked out of Feng Dao. He peeked around and took the leather bag hidden behind him to him. He opened the bag reluctantly, lowered his bald head and said in a low voice, "Leopard...Leopard head, I...I don't know if I can... come back this time, no... I didn't prepare gifts for Master and Brother Shi. , I... I don't have any money, nor... I can't buy anything, I... I don't... I won't buy it either."

The boy said, with tears in his eyes, he turned his head to look at Master Chang Tian who was talking to Xiaoya and Lingling, and he followed by holding the leather bag to Wan Lin.

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