"..."

In front of the green bamboo building, a short and fat man wearing a yellow uniform looked in front of him, only a little higher than his knees. He raised his head and stared at him with a pair of round black eyes, holding a cup in his mouth.

The little monk with a pacifier had facial muscles twitching uncontrollably.

The short, fat man endured the discomfort in his facial muscles and forced out what he thought was a kind smile: "Kid, where are your adults?"

"I'm not a kid! I'm an adult!"

Kong Kong's brows and nose were pulled together, probably to show his unwavering seriousness.

But her little bean-like appearance, and her immature and vague voice because of the pacifier in her mouth, made her look unseemly.

"Little master..."

The short, fat man had to change his name.

"I'm not young!"

Kong Kong solemnly took off the pacifier and wrinkled his face again to emphasize.

After saying that, he immediately took it back.

This treasure was given to him by his senior brother, and it feels so comfortable to hold!

"master……"

"I am not a master! My master is the master! Master said that my practice is not enough."

The young monk raised his face and said seriously.

"..."

The short, fat man said he was going crazy.

This conversation went on for more than ten minutes.

"Then ask your master to come out!"

He thought that this young monk was the disciple of the true master he was looking for.

Although I have never heard of this man having an apprentice.

"My master is not in this world."

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"ah!?"

"Lord Buddha is dead?!"

The short and fat man was startled, and immediately felt that something was wrong, it was impossible!

Who can kill such a perverted person?

"My master is not dead!"

Kongkong took off the pacifier again and stared at the short fat man fiercely.

This is a bad guy!

"Haha, Minister Hai, Buddha is the senior brother of this little master."

A voice came from behind the bad guy Humpty Dumpty.

"Director Liu, why are you here too? Isn't it a coincidence?"

The short fat man turned around and frowned slightly when he saw the person coming.

He didn't have much trouble dealing with this person.

Because essentially, they are the same kind of people.

Of course, he himself would not admit it.

"What? Minister Hai can come, but I can't?"

Liu Dingzhong strode over.

There was a smile on his face.

"Hmph, could it be that you heard something about it from somewhere, and your old habit has returned, and you want to take a bite of it?"

The short and fat man sneered: "Master Governor, you can't bite everything. Are you so good at teething? Do you dare to make up your mind about this master?"

Liu Dingzhong chuckled: "What did Minister Hai say? What can't be bitten is not a dog. Besides, even if Minister Hai doesn't mind, I don't want to compete with a dog for food."

"Liu Dingzhong! You...!"

The man surnamed Hai was so choked by his words that one Buddha was born, two Buddhas ascended to heaven, and he almost lost his breath.

"Okay, why don't you look at where this place is? It's not a good idea to cause trouble in other people's places, right?"

Liu Dingzhong won the game and was satisfied. He didn't want to give him a chance to counterattack and come back. He turned directly to Kongkong and said: "Little master, please tell me, Liu Dingzhong wants to see Master Tripitaka."

"Hey, you are so humble. When did the dignified Commander-in-Chief of the Chongguang Army learn to be so polite and ask for help when meeting someone?"

The man named Hai sneered.

Although he said this, he was actually very surprised in his heart.

I didn't expect that this old boy would have such a side. As he said, he was really a bit groveling.

"My senior brother has gone out and is not at home."

Kongkong said crisply at this time, the pacifier bouncing up and down in his mouth.

"Going out?"

"I wonder when Master Tripitaka will return?"

Liu Dingzhong frowned.

The man named Hai next to him also frowned.

Isn’t this guy named Liu sick?

Why did your speaking style change like this?

It’s not the present, it’s not the past.

"I don't know. It could be as short as three or two days, or as long as twenty or thirty years."

Empty and serious.

What he said is indeed true, but it's not sure which world this time is in.

"..."

"..."

Neither the man named Hai nor Liu Dingzhong took these words seriously.

The former regarded it as a child's nonsense, but the latter regarded it as someone's rejection.

"Little Master, Liu has made an appointment with Master Tripitaka in advance. He will visit you in the next few days to discuss the matter of accepting disciples in Shaolin. I wonder if Master Tripitaka has given an explanation?"

Liu Dingzhong's brows were still frowning.

Kongkong sipped his pacifier, raised his head and said, "Oh, my senior brother said that everything in Shaolin will be decided by Kongkong. If you have anything to say, just tell me."

"..."

If he hadn't seen this little monk's amazing skills before, Liu Dingzhong would definitely think that Chen Yi was deliberately playing tricks on him.

However, ability is what matters, teaching disciples is another matter.

A five- or six-year-old milk baby becomes a master?

What's more, his purpose is not just to get the Buddha to accept disciples.

"Ha ha ha ha."

When the man surnamed Hai saw his stifled expression, he laughed happily.

"Okay, then I wonder where the 'Shaolin' is? Master Tripitaka once left a sutra, and he made it clear that as long as someone can memorize it, he will put it on the wall and teach martial arts. Since the little master can make the decision, why not

Please tell me that Liu will send him there right away."

Liu Dingzhong didn't care about him. In this case, he simply took the opportunity.

Regardless of whether this young monk is reliable or not, those are not members of the military yet.

Throw them out, and if they are done, they will naturally join the Governor's Mansion and become members of the Chongguang Army.

If not, at least it can help him explore the truth.

He wanted to see if there was another Shaolin besides the one in Songshan.

After this time, that Buddha won't be able to fool him again next time, right?

People have to have some face, right?

Kongkong said casually: "If you can't find anyone from Shaolin, just send them here."
To be continued...