Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 1 The Great Monk and His Laity Disciples
Shaolin Temple.

Millennium ancient temple.

The head of the nine martial arts sects.

On the back mountain of Shaolin Temple, a fat monk was giving a lecture on the benefits of martial arts to a seven or eight-year-old child.

The child looks lazy and absent-minded, and his eyes are fixed on a big caterpillar with little finger on the grass.

"Disciple, why don't you listen to Master Wei?"

"No."

"Then what are you doing?"

"I'm listening to Master speak."

"Disciple, you said you were listening to Master Wei. Then Master asked you, what did Master say just now? Can you tell Master?"

"Master, I know you are testing me again. You just said that our Shaolin Kung Fu is the most powerful martial art in the world. Wudang School, Emei School, and Tianshan School are no match for our Shaolin Temple. Master wants me to practice hard Martial arts, in the future, will bring glory to the master, the vast number of masters, right?"

"Well, since you understand the painstaking efforts of being a teacher, why do you have to sleep all day long? Other brothers get up early and practice martial arts late at night, but you, eat and sleep, and sleep and eat. Do you think that you just eat, eat and sleep? Can you improve your martial arts?"

"Oh! Master, I didn't say that you can increase your kung fu by doing this. Master, don't you know? I found a secret book of martial arts in the back mountain. I named it 'Great Sleeping Magic'. That book is still in my arms. According to what is said above, people practice a hundred times more when they are asleep than when they are awake!"

"Oh, idiot, idiot! My teacher tells you to throw away that broken book, but you just don't listen... No, my teacher can't let you be destroyed by evil books!"

The great monk stepped forward, stretched five fingers of his left hand, and reached into the child's arms.

The child smiled "hehe", stepped back cleverly, and dodged away.

The great monk shouted: "Okay, as a teacher, I want to see what you have learned from that broken book! If you can accept the three tricks of being a teacher, the teacher will no longer embarrass you, and you will have to tell me Master, give you more free space, let you sleep all day, what do you think?"

The child lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head, with a pair of big round eyes flickering, and lazily said: "Master, just figure it out!"

The great monk said: "If you are caught by me within three strokes, so what?"

The child said: "Leave the master to deal with it."

The great monk said: "Okay, let's see the trick!"

With a movement of the body, the first form of "Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand" "Dragon Going to the Sea", the right hand grabbed the child's shoulder.

Regardless of the child's young age, he has stayed in Shaolin Temple for six or seven years. Although he has never studied and practiced Shaolin Kungfu diligently, he is still very familiar with many martial arts moves in Shaolin Temple.

He understands this, that is, knowing more martial arts moves will give him more ways to fight against the enemy.

He could imagine the movement of the move of "Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand" with his eyes closed. Seeing this, he grinned, twisted his waist, turned over and fell down, propped his hands on the ground, and jumped ten feet away, with ease. Dodged the monk's first move.

"What kind of kung fu is this? Did you create it yourself? I didn't expect that my disciple would also create his own martial arts, Amitabha! As a teacher, I have taken in a good disciple in this life, so I should burn incense and worship Buddha more often!"

I don't know if he is speaking the truth, or if he is satirizing the child's tricks and weirdness.

While speaking, the second move "Dragon Playing in the Water" was quickly launched, and the child's figure swayed, almost caught by the master, but fortunately, he jumped three feet away in time with agility.

"Hey, I didn't expect you to escape this trick! Boy, don't be complacent, this last trick is the master's skill."

After finishing speaking, he clasped his hands together, opened them, and flew towards the child.Seeing that the child was about to be grabbed by the collar, who knew that the child would not panic in the face of danger, unhurriedly rolled up his small body, and rolled out of the way like a rubber ball.

With both feet on the ground, he turned his head and looked at Master with a "hee hee", and said with a smile, "Master, you should have nothing to say now, right?"

The great monk opened his eyes wide and looked at this usually lazy disciple in disbelief. He couldn't figure out where he learned this kung fu. The martial arts of Shaolin Temple did not have this trick.Besides, although the great monk has not used his kung fu, he has tried this kung fu on many younger disciples of Shaolin Temple, and he has never failed once. How come it is not good when he comes to Tuer?

The great monk knew that his apprentice was the smartest among the fourth generation of Shaolin disciples, otherwise the master would not have given this disciple special preferential treatment.But no matter how smart he was, he didn't usually practice kung fu, and his skills were not that high, so how could he escape his trick?

"Disciple...you...tell me, when and where did you learn this skill?"

"Hehe, Master, I won't hide it from you. I realized this in the 'Great Sleeping Art'."

"Fart!" The great monk couldn't help but cursed a curse word, and said, "Isn't it true that I haven't read that broken book of yours? I have read it from beginning to end. I have never seen any martial arts moves that make people sleep. It’s a fallacy. If you sleep upside down, it’s not uncommon for you to be a teacher. But if you say that you learned the kung fu just now from that broken book, you won’t believe what you say as a teacher!”

The child rolled his eyes and said, "Master, I think you didn't understand what I said. I didn't say I learned it from books, I said I learned it from books. When I was sleeping, Thinking about the change of moves at any time, the master's move could have caught the apprentice, as long as the master walked over step by step, the disciple would definitely be doomed. Because the master came so fast, I didn't expect the disciple to have such a move, so hurriedly In the meantime, let the apprentice escape. If you don't believe me, the master can come again."

"Forget it, forget it, the master master of the sect always said that you are a very smart person, and you are only a little smart when you are a teacher. Who knows that in terms of martial arts, you are the master of the master. Let's go, Let's go back to the monastery, the teacher is not a dishonest person, so I will give you a few words of kindness to the master master, so that you can sleep more and eat more, so that you can comprehend even more amazing martial arts!"

The great monk pulled the child and went to the temple.

The great monk led his disciples into the meditation room, and suddenly saw a person in the room with his back to them, and was taken aback.Just as he was about to take a closer look, the man had already turned around.

"Eldest brother, why are you here?"

The great monk asked in amazement.

"Fourth Junior Brother, where have you been? I've been looking for you for a long time!"

The great monk chuckled and said, "Eldest brother, I'm sorry, I'll make it easy for you to find. I and I went to the back mountain to practice martial arts early in the morning, and we just came back now. What's the matter? Eldest brother, what's the matter?"

The person who came was a thin monk, dressed in a blue monk's robe, with a big nose, his appearance looked a little funny, I saw his nostrils moved, and said: "It's a big deal! Don't you know? Mr. Tang from the Tangmen of Sichuan Today I want to bring my disciples to visit the Master Master. They say they are here to learn martial arts and make friends through martial arts. I came to ask you to arrange some things with me. Everyone is very busy, and you two are quite leisurely. .”

The great monk smiled embarrassedly, touched his bald head, shook the fat all over his body, and said with a smile: "Okay, senior brother, I have nothing to do these few days. It's boring. What's the matter? Eldest Brother, just do what you say."

The big-nosed monk looked at the child standing aside and said with a smile, "Minger, do you want to find something to do? It's fun." The child named "Minger" blinked and said, "Master, What kind of fun is it? If it’s comparable to eating and sleeping, I’ll think about it tomorrow.” The big monk listened, and before the big-nosed monk said, “You kid, why are you so sleepy and delicious? The master asked you to do something, of course there are important things to arrange, how can you not go?"

Ming'er opened her mouth and said: "Master, why are you playing tricks? Didn't you say that you wanted to say something nice to the master Zubo and let me be more free? Now why are you asking me to do things again? In fact, I also It’s not that I’m lazy and don’t want to do anything, but I feel that if I do something, I will gain something, and if I get nothing from doing something, it’s better to sleep, uncle, you are right.”

The big-nosed monk laughed and said, "You little brat, you don't know what's on your mind. Well, it's nothing serious. You just sleep in the room and wait for a while to eat. Your master and I Go outside, Mr. Tang will be here at noon."

Saying that, the great monk walked out of the meditation room, and before they went out, Ming'er said something that made the great monk almost fall down.

"Master, don't play tricks, I have the best news. If I know that you haven't spoken well to the master's uncle, I won't make 'oolong soup' for you next time!"

The great monk had a chubby face, and muttered in his mouth: "Really, I'm going to threaten to be my teacher again." He followed the big-nosed monk and walked out.

As soon as the two of them left, Ming'er cheered and said, "What Sichuan Tangmen? Is it the Tangmen who is the world's number one hidden weapon kungfu? What's so interesting here? I heard that Sichuan is a place with beautiful mountains and rivers and outstanding people. I just want to run to Coming here, I really don't understand what these martial arts people think, I might as well sleep for a while and wait for dinner."

As Minger said, he fell headlong on the bed, closed his eyes, and after a while, the voice of "huh...huh..." was heard, and this kid fell asleep. It really means that he can fall asleep when he sleeps, no wonder What kind of "great sleep magic skill" is he going to practice, it seems that he has a deep connection with this magic skill in his bones.

"Hey, why did I come to this place again?" Ming'er's voice was heard far away in the air, and he was the only one who heard it.Ming'er somehow came to a valley in his sleep, this valley is full of flowers and plants, unknown towering trees pointing to the sky, from time to time there are wild beasts walking in the valley, when they saw Ming'er, they all screamed for joy , To show their goodwill, Minger also greeted them, and went to the depths of the valley, where there was a cave with a height of one foot and a width of eight feet.Ming'er walked lightly into the cave, and he took a look at the situation in the cave.He whispered in his mouth: "It's still the same as last time. The wooden man is sleeping there again. I don't know if he will let me enter the innermost part of the cave this time."

(End of this chapter)