C91 (1/2)
All of the little Shame surrounded Farmer Ming and said with tears flowing, ”The elder broke his promise and sat on our throne. He agreed to become abbot and changed his mind overnight. You're obviously trying to trick us into leaving us behind. Once you're gone, we have no hope. ”In a few days, the Japanese raiders will come back and ask for money. Since we don't have any money to give them, they will definitely beat us up.” Some of them tightly held onto Farmer, while others tightly surrounded him, shouting out, ”Don't let Elder leave!” Elder, don't go! ” Farmer turned around, unable to do anything.
Farmer coaxed them, ”Children, it is not that the elders are dishonest, and it is not that they are leaving you behind. I will chase after Yuan Ming who left here the day before yesterday. Catch up to him, then I'll come back. ” Hearing that, Xiao Sha Mi said, ”Elder, please don't chase after him. We don't want him to be our elder even if we have to chase after him.” He's really too small. ”
Farmer said, ”You misunderstand. I had something else to do with him. Monk Yuan Ming is from our temple, I want to find him and bring him back to the temple. I am not asking him to be your Elder. ”
”We don't believe what you say,” he said. I won't let you go! ” Farmer said helplessly, ”There will be an Elder coming from the east.” Little Shamei shouted, ”We don't want more, that's all. This elder is the best.”
Seeing that he had not left yet, he put down his things and said, ”You also didn't ask where I came from, so you decided to acknowledge me as your Elder. There are still elders controlling me. ”I was ordered by the elders of our temple to come out and look for someone. What if I make a mistake?”
Little Shamei said, ”We can't let her go, we can't let her go! As soon as you leave, we lose hope. Before he died, Elder Fa Hui told us: if there are any elders from the east, we must stall them. We were expecting you to avenge him. ”
They all knelt down and said, ”We are all counting on you! Please be merciful, and don't think about leaving! You're leading us here! There are many temples here, and we work hard to honor the elders. Let the elders eat fat, beautiful, and rich blood. ”How good would that be!”
When Farmer heard this, he grumbled inwardly, ”This is bad! This is bad! How could he chase after Yuan Ming? ”Oh my god, how can you let me catch up to something like this!”
They were all staring at him with innocent and adorable expressions. Impatient, Farmer said, ”All of you, get up! His Master stopped chasing after Yuan Ming. After eating, I will train your martial arts. ” All of them surrounded Fa Ming happily while cheering excitedly. Elder is so good! It's great, elder! ” The three big ones should immediately start a fire to cook. Du was happy to go back and forth in a hurry.
After the meal, Farmer had organized them together and paid tribute to his memorial tablet. He then brought them to the training field and said, ”Master will now check what skills you all know. I'm here. You will do what you have learned all your life, one by one. And then I'll teach you how to defeat those four prodigals. ”
All of the young Shamei's were overjoyed as they rushed to say, ”Master, please let me practice first.”
”Let me train first!” They fought endlessly. Seeing that this would not do, Farmer stopped arguing and said, ”All of you, stand in line first. No one wants to fight. Everyone has a chance. ”
Then, Farmer divided the small Shamei into three teams, each team had six people and each team had a big senior brother standing in front of them, forming three sides. Farmer started calling out names from the south, ”You have to train widely first.” Seeing Zhang Guang enter the arena, he pulled back his kickboxing style and punched all the way. Farmer shook his head, ”Too bad, too bad. ”His moves are not fast, and he lacks a masculine aura.” It also caused Zhao to end up like this. The elephant that he had seen was like a drunken fist, his body weak and powerless; it was like a monkey fist that did not roll on the ground. Occasionally, it would sway, then it would move quickly.
Farmer shook his head again, ”What kind of martial arts are you talking about? Clearly, he had mixed the movements of the Drinking Fist and Monkey Fist together. ”It can be seen that you don't usually practice.” And let them know the outcome. What he saw was the true form of the Drinking Fist. His foundation wasn't too solid, and he was average.
Farmer said, ”This punch of yours is seriously lacking in power. It doesn't hurt to hit. You can't kill the enemy when you fight it.” He began to let Little Shamei practice again. He saw how lively and vigorous Little Shamei was. Just as he was about to get on stage and shout out, he flipped over and entered the field to practice. Some practiced their fists, some practiced their palms, and there were even some who joined hands. Having practiced them one by one, Fa Ming said, ”The juniors are well-versed in the ways of jumping and jumping, but they are lacking in impact force. This is related to age and low weight. If you continue to train like this, you will all have good martial arts skills after a year. ”
The training equipment was missing from the field. Then, he led his three senior brothers to arrange sandbags, dig sandpits, bury wooden stakes, install hoops, and set up quincuncial piles and other training equipment. Farmer taught them a lesson, letting them have a good time, getting better and better, and then taking a team to practice alternately. For the next few days, Little Shamei practiced more and more diligently, and also listened to the words of its three senior brothers.
As soon as the practice began, Farmer said, ”Among the weapons, the rod type is the fiercest. With a well-trained pole, even a small number of people would be able to defeat a strong soldier. Once the staff was mastered, the weapon, halberd, and the like would be automatically mastered as well. I want you to use this to defeat the four Rangers. In a little while, I will pass on to you all my skill in training the State Protecting Staff. ”
Hearing this, the little Shame was overjoyed and began to fight for the stick. Some were playing around with sticks, while others were performing with sticks. Seeing that they had some foundation, Farmer was also very happy. Farmer focused everyone's energy and gave them a performance of the national temple stick. Little Shamei was so happy that she cheered loudly. As he explained, he taught them the ways of the State Protector's Staff. Then, Farmer separated them and let them practice.
In just a few days, little Shamei's martial arts skills had improved greatly. They were taught by Farmer to be well-behaved, and the temple was managed in an orderly manner. Fa Ming urged his three senior brothers, ”You three must be diligent in your own ways and avoid any shortcomings from the past. You must first practice your martial arts well and set an example before you can lead your junior brother.”
The three of them obeyed Farmer's orders and repeatedly said yes. In addition, Farmer led them to arrange the Eighteen Arhat Formation, specifically designed to deal with the four Japanese Rangers. Within a few days, the Arhat Formation was practiced to perfection. Since he was worried, Farmer checked them all one by one to see if they were still practicing their staff. All the little Shamei dancers had a strong impact on their opponent, giving off a strong wind. Familiar with the routine, practiced with vigor. Each of them picked up their sticks, their spirits raised. When he saw this, he was very happy and asked, ”Are you guys still afraid of the four scum coming?”