Chapter One Hundred and Eighty Three

"There are only so few people?"

"what?"

I blurted it out naturally, because according to my opinion, although this manor or temple or Taoist temple is not very luxurious, but it also covers an area of ​​a few acres. Personally, isn't this a bit unreasonable...

Immediately, I said my question together, and Liu Qing's answer simply surprised me. According to him, the origin of the entire Changxian Temple is because our master once helped a great king when he traveled down the mountain. Later, he built this Changxian Temple as a reward with the great king’s appreciation. How much has happened since Jiazi. After that, our master went out for the last time, and he summoned two disciples and asked them to hand over the Changxian Temple to them. Originally, Master and Shishu thought that Shizu would return after traveling for a while, but they did not expect to see him so far. As a result, Master and Uncle unanimously believed that, in fact, Master had already known the time for his righteous path to return to the truth in advance, and thus had a later entrustment. In other words, our Master was no longer in the human world, but in heaven...

I suddenly said: "What kind of society is this, you still believe in feudal superstition, there are no gods in this world, and there are no immortals..."

Just as I blurted out, Liu Qing suddenly rushed up to cover my mouth and said, "I don’t understand what you said before, but I understand what you said later. Xiaoyu, you can remember that. Don't say it, don't say it any more, don't say it was passed into Master's ears, even if you were accidentally heard by Master Uncle, you will only be expelled from the mountain gate."

At this moment, a completely unfamiliar voice sounded. "Who said I didn't hear it."

When I looked sideways, I saw a woman wearing a Tsing Yi robe and holding Buddha dust. Although there were traces of age, there was still a young and tender woman walking up the steps, followed by two equally dressed women. , But a girl with a charming face. She locked her gaze on me, and slowly said, "Tie this unfilial person to you, before taking the portrait of Master Zu."

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At this moment, after hearing the cause and effect, Master Zhou Xianren's face was extremely gloomy. Suddenly, he saw an extra long whip with his empty hands.

Snapped.

With a fierce whip, directly on my body, what I can feel is an unprecedented pain of tearing flesh. While I was screaming, Liu Qing knelt in front of the portrait and begged to face Master Zhou Xianren: "Master, Master, please forgive the younger brother."

Master Zhou Xianren said: "The disciples who are so rebellious and deceived to deceive their ancestors will not be severely punished. Who is the disciple of the eternal immortal to calm down his anger, and where is the face of the eternal ancestors of the eternal immortal?"

Snapped.

It's another whip. This time the strength is three points heavier than just now. It hurts so much that I almost want to roll on the spot, teary eyes and whispered to this so-called Master Zhou Xianren...

"Playing inferior people, gritted their teeth, but don't regret it, get the whip again."

Snapped.

Although I praised Master Zhou Xianren for being a childlike face and hefa, but he is always strong. However, after receiving three whips in a row, all I have is hate. I hate him endlessly. If it weren't for the pain in my back, my back was unbearable. , I even couldn't help grabbing the long whip from him, and slammed three whips and thirty whips at his skinny body...

Master Zhou Xianren saw that I was still gritted teeth, still not begging for mercy, and was about to take another whip. Liu Qing hurriedly stopped, crying and begging: "Master, you can't beat him anymore. You may beat him again. He really killed him. Master, have you forgotten that Junior Brother’s head was injured, and now let alone you, Master, even if I lived with him for ten years, he still can’t remember Get up. Master, think about it, how could he be a disciple who deceived his master and eliminated his filial piety, because he used to behave like a man in the past."

Hearing this, Master Zhou Xianren paused, looked at the so-called uncle standing next to me, and said, "Junior Sister Yue, I completely believe what you said, but I am also very confused. A few days ago When I was picking medicine in the back mountain, I accidentally fell down from the mountainside. If the sky opened his eyes and let him fall into the pool under the back mountain, I would definitely die. Can't save his life."

Uncle Yue took a look at me and said, "That's just his good fortune, what can I do with this thing now?"

Master Zhou Xianren hurriedly said: "There is something to do. This kid fell into the pool and was hit on the head by the pebble of the pool. He suffered a memory disorder. Just as your nephew said just now, let alone you and my elders, just He didn't even know Qing'er, who had lived with him for ten years. Therefore, today's things are unobstructed. Although they are contradicting the Master and the immortal, they have their own reasons, and they have their own reasons. Can you please..."

Uncle Yue looked at me again, looking up and down for a long time, but at this moment, I looked at her and the Zhou Xianren who hit me was completely the same, and my heart was full of anger. In order to avoid this kind of battle between water and fire, I simply looked at my two senior sisters behind Yue Shishu. Then, according to my observation at this moment, among these two people, one of them stares at me with close eyes, while the other is watching a lively joke...

Uncle Yue said to Master Zhou Xianren: "Is it true?"

Master Zhou Xianren hurriedly said: "Take it seriously, how can I lie to you. Just look at her right forehead, this is a new wound just healed, and there is still a scar."

In terms of generation alone, Master Zhou Xianren and Uncle Yue are of the same generation, and they are still worshipped by the same master. They are brothers and sisters of the same discipline in the true sense. Since the brothers have said so, and it is still true, then, according to common sense, Uncle Yue will naturally not have the slightest suspicion. However, when Master Zhou Xianren finished speaking, Uncle Yue leaned straight towards me, and then grabbed my wrist to get the pulse. After a while, she finally let me go.

Immediately he said: "Although things are not false, today's things are also true. Memories can be cured, but insulting the ancestors is really unfilial... Well, it depends on the fact that he has memnesia, and he will be punished to go to the mountain. Ten dans of water, it’s just past noon. If you can’t fill the tank with ten dans before dark, don’t eat dinner. Brother, how?"

Master Zhou Xianren thought for a while, but after a while he actually nodded with a shy face and said, "So. Xiaoyu, you can hear what Yue Shishu said. Before dark, you must fill up the five-mouth water tank with ten loads of water, otherwise, Your dinner is gone."

Liu Qing hurriedly said: "Master, Master Yue's words are justified. But my junior brother received three lashes just now, and his old wound has not healed and three more lashes. How can I make it."

Uncle Yue Shi did not respond, and rushed to say: "Even if you have a memory disorder, punish him, you still have to convince him. But in my opinion, it is divided into psychological punishment and physical punishment. In short, you must not Talk more, no matter how much you talk, you and him will be punished."

Liu Qing's courage finally retreated and said: "I see, Uncle Yue."

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I grew up stray and lonely? …………

I grew up because of Liu Qing's parents adoption? ...

Together with Liu Qing, I worshipped Zhou Xianren and entered the Changxian Gate, and came to the Changxian Hall? ...

I was born with obliteration of the eight channels of the strange meridian, imperfect, no talent at all. Although I became a disciple of the Zhou Xianren, but it can only be regarded as a name, chopping materials and carrying water all day, doing some handy duties? ...

My name is Song Yu?

My name is Song Yu? Am I really called Song Yu? Why don't I even believe this name myself?

From time to dinner time, everyone else was eating dinner in the so-called dining room, and at this time I was still biting the head and carrying water from the mountain to the foot of the mountain. I have already picked up eight burdens. Even if I have good physical strength, I have suffered from Master Zhou Xianren’s three-stripe skin and flesh. The unwrapped skin on the back seems to be completely split every time I climb the mountain. generally.

This kind of pain seems to be a pain in the flesh, but it is my heartache, and it has already entered my bone marrow.

"Master, you can spare Junior Brother. He is already the eighth burden. Look at his back now, can you really bear this heart?"

"Don't beg me, save you Uncle Yue."

"Uncle Yue..."

"Don't beg me, humiliate the ancestors, you should be punished, if you have finished eating, then go back first."

I poured the eighth load of the second bucket of clean water into the water tank, and I had already filled the fourth water tank full. However, at this time, I can’t even get my breath out, and it’s almost half an hour before it gets dark. I want me to pick up two more burdens in such a short period of time, even if my body is intact. Under the circumstance of full physical strength, it is absolutely helpless.

Hungry, very hungry, dizzy and dizzy, I suddenly found that all I saw when I opened my eyes were sparkling stars...

Liu Qing suddenly appeared next to me, and took out an object wrapped in cloth from his arms vigilantly. I was not interested, but at the moment when he unfolded the cloth bag, my attention was completely focused on his. Hands. That turned out to be two white and tender buns...

"Although you were a little foolish in the past, once you get serious, you will become as stubborn as another person. However, the young man knows that you can bear everything, but this meal can't bear it for a while, so , When I was eating just now, I secretly kept some for you while Master and Uncle were unprepared. You eat first, and I will do the rest for you." Liu Qing handed me the buns as he spoke. Immediately, he was ready to stir up the bucket.

I took two bites, and quickly stopped him and said, "What are you doing?"

Liu Qing said, "I will fill the remaining two burdens for you."

I said, "Don’t waste your energy. What the uncle Yue Shi said is to deliberately bully me. Besides, it's me."

Liu Qing said: "I know it by myself, so..."

I was about to speak, and suddenly there appeared the senior sister who I thought was pleasing to the eye. She took out two steamed buns from her sleeves and handed them to me, "I heard what I said just now. Eat this first. Brother Liu and I will carry the last two burdens for you. As long as the five tanks of water are full before the darkness falls, your punishment will end, and the injury will be healed at that time."

I was obviously a little surprised. Firstly, it was because I had never talked with her, and secondly, since she was a disciple of Uncle Yue, then why did she help me. "Are you not afraid of your master?"

She ghostly smiled and said, "Don't worry, the master has finished eating and returned to the residence."

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