Not long after Su Lan and Qin Keqing left, Uncle Bird also returned.
Following him was a bald youth in tattered monk robes. His entire body was dirty, but he looked very delicate and pretty.
"A monk?"
Jun Wu Xie was startled. A monk who had not taken the precepts?
He had to admit that Uncle Bird was really good at bragging. He even managed to trick a monk.
After the bald youth climbed up the mountain, he held the alms bowl in one hand and placed the other in front of his chest. He was completely stunned.
Jun Wu Xie saw his face turn from white to black in an instant.
"Is this the scenic courtyard that senior mentioned?" The bald youth pointed at the forest behind the house and said, "Is that the private garden, the secret realm of health?"
"Little monk, if you have a mansion in your heart, where in the world would there not be one?" Uncle Bird said calmly, "Little monk, no wonder you can't survive in Buddhism. It seems that you lack wisdom."
"Senior." The little monk turned around and looked at Uncle Bird. He raised the alms bowl in his hand and chanted, "Can I hit you?"
"Of course not. Impulse is the devil." Uncle Bird turned around and pointed at the main hall. He began to introduce the hundred-meter-long corridor.
Jun Wu Xie moved closer to the little monk's ear and said, "Little brother, let me tell you, Uncle Bird is very easy to talk to. He has a very good temper. If you really can't stand it, why don't you hit him on the head? "
"Really?"
The little monk was tempted.
"Of course it's true. Why would I lie to you?" Jun Wu Xie looked at Uncle Bird who had his back turned to them as he vividly explained the intricacies of the One Click Unlocking System and said softly to the little monk: "I was also tricked into coming here by him and I've wanted to beat him up for a long time!"
The little monk rolled his eyes and whispered, "Why don't I count to three and we attack together?"
Jun Wu Xie immediately puffed out his chest and nodded at him. He assumed a sneak attack posture.
One.
Two.
Three.
The little monk counted through telepathy. As soon as he finished speaking, the alms bowl that was about to be thrown out suddenly retracted halfway. Then, he looked at Jun Wu Xie, who had already rushed behind Uncle Bird with a sly smile.
In the end, Jun Wu Xie appeared to have rushed behind Uncle Bird, but in reality, he suddenly turned around and instantly circled behind the young monk, slapping him on the wrist.
The alms bowl flew towards the back of Uncle Bird's head.
There was a clang.
Uncle Bird, who was caught off guard, stumbled a few steps forward and felt dizzy.
"You!"
When Uncle Bird turned around, his eyes were still spinning. He pointed at the little monk, his body swaying left and right, almost unable to stand properly.
"Senior, I didn't do it!"
The little monk was so angry that his face turned red. He pointed at Jun Wu Xie, who was standing at the side with a stunned expression, and said, "It's him!"
"You little monk!" Jun Wu Xie was furious. He said, "At the very least, you should respect your teacher. Do you understand? You actually sneaked an attack on a senior of your sect. You have no morals! You even want to push the blame to me. How shameless! "
"Come, come over here. Today, I'll teach you what it means to be impulsive!"
Uncle Bird recovered and hooked his finger at the little monk.
The little monk's face turned green and he glared fiercely at Jun Xie before he ran off.
Jun Wu Xie walked to the main hall and sat down. As he waited for Lord Alcohol to treat Yueyao, he admired Uncle Bird chasing the little baldy around the mountain.
Not long after, the little monk returned.
He had two dark circles under his eyes, and two streaks of blood were dripping from his nose.
When he saw Jun Wu Xie sitting in front of the main hall and looking at him righteously, he was furious.
"Little monk, we will be brothers from now on. What's your secular name?"
"I don't have a secular name."
"Dharma name?"
"Empty."
"Empty?" Jun Wu Xie was taken aback. He sized him up and said, "Are you lonely?"
The little monk was so angry that he slapped the alms bowl.
At this moment, another person came from the foot of the mountain.
Soon, he arrived at the mountainside. He stared at the dilapidated building in front of him and said, "May I ask if this is the Sōgō Gakuin School? Did I come to the wrong place? "
"Welcome to the Sōgō Gakuin School."
Jun Wu Xie's words shattered the little Daoist's fantasy.
The little Daoist immediately panicked and looked like he had nothing to live for.
"Ahem, now that everyone is here." Uncle Bird walked over and said, "Let me introduce you."
"This is Jun Wu Xie. He cultivates both sword and body. He is the eldest personal disciple of the Sōgō Gakuin School. He is your eldest senior brother and comes from the State of Zhou's Qingyang City. He is a body cultivator and his sword intent has reached the Grandmaster realm. "
"Body cultivator? Grandmaster swordsman? "
The little monk and the little Daoist were shocked.
At this moment, Uncle Bird pointed at the little monk and said, "His Buddhist name is Emptiness, which is also his current secular name. He is the second personal disciple of the Sōgō Gakuin School. He comes from the distant Western Regions and has the Golden Zen bloodline. In layman's terms, it is the Vajra bloodline of the Buddhist sect. He is good at strength and defense. "
Jun Wu Xie was shocked and had to reevaluate this little baldy. Looking at his delicate features, he actually had the Vajra bloodline?
You really can't judge a book by its cover.
"This little Daoist is Xu Daoling. He was born with Yin-Yang Eyes and the Wind Spirit Body. He is good at tomb searching and speed. He comes from the distant Northern Regions."
Jun Wu Xie's expression was a bit strange. Good at tomb searching?
Isn't this just tomb raiding?
...
He was a bit speechless. What kind of people did Uncle Bird find?
However, these two guys' bloodlines were not simple.
Many sects would fight for such talents. How could they be tricked into coming to the Sōgō Gakuin School?
"That's all for today. Come to the back of the mountain tomorrow morning. I have already formulated different cultivation methods according to your different characteristics."
After Uncle Bird finished speaking, his gaze swept over the three of them and said, "By the way, which one of you knows how to cook?"
"Senior, I... no... I know how to beg for alms."
Kong Xu weighed the alms bowl in his hand.
"I know how to... dig graves!"
The little Daoist said self-righteously.
"You're all a bunch of good-for-nothings!"
The corner of Jun Wu Xie's mouth twitched twice. As the Eldest Senior Brother, he actually had to be their stay-at-home dad?
He got up and walked to the dilapidated kitchen. After fiddling with it for a while, the pots and pans were all rusty. How long had it been since he last cooked?
He looked at the rice bowl and was speechless.
There were a few grains of rice and a few pieces of rat feces inside. How the hell was he going to cook!
"Uncle Bird, there's no more rice. Don't you know?"
Jun Wu Xie threw the ladle to the side and gave up.
"Cough, the sect has been a bit tight recently. You guys find a way to get this rice yourselves."
Jun Wu Xie was speechless.
He really didn't want to say anything.
Sōgō Gakuin School. They were so poor that they couldn't even afford to buy rice...
He circled the mountain and the foot of the mountain. He wanted to hunt some wild game, but he didn't see any.
After asking, he found out that all the wild game here had been eaten by Uncle Bird and Lord Alcohol.
It was true.
He felt that this place was truly deserted. There wasn't a single strand of hair.
"What sins did I commit in my previous life to be on this pirate ship?"
He walked in front of the little Daoist priest and the little Monk Kong Xu and said, "We are all members of Sōgō Gakuin School now. This sect is so dilapidated. It doesn't block the light on a sunny day, and it leaks when it rains. The pots and ladles are rusty, and there's no rice in the bowl. "Shouldn't all of you fork out some money for us to renovate this place and add some daily necessities like firewood, rice, oil, and salt?"
"Eldest Senior Brother's words make sense. I'm a monk and treat money like dirt."
As the little monk spoke, he very generously rummaged through his tattered monk robes for a long time. In the end, he flipped his sleeves and three copper coins fell out.
"Beautiful!"
Jun Wu Xie was so angry that his teeth itched. This fellow only had three copper coins in total, and he was still pretending to be generous. What did he mean by treating money like dirt!
"You should have at least one tomb raider, right?"
He cast his gaze at the little Daoist priest, Xu Daoling.
The little Daoist priest gave him an awkward but polite smile. After fiddling for a while, he dug out a string of copper coins from his crotch for a long time.
"I …" Jun Wu Xie refused to accept the string of copper coins that were filled with a coquettish aura. He said disdainfully, "Tomb raider, do you have to do this? You hid a string of copper coins in your crotch? "
"Eldest Senior Brother, this is not an ordinary copper coin. This is used to ward off evil spirits. The Yang energy in your crotch is strong. It will only work if you smoke it."
Jun Wu Xie was speechless.
What kind of weirdos were these two?
He originally thought that these two fellows had extraordinary bloodlines. They didn't have to treat his sister's illness like him, and their cultivation consumed a lot of energy. They should have a lot of savings.
In the end … they were even poorer than him!
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