Volume 1 Chapter 91 The Monkey Returns to the Mountain
Walk a few steps forward and turn the corner to find the martial arts hall.
It is a courtyard that is very consistent with Chinese tradition. The houses on all four sides surround the courtyard in the middle. The courtyard is not big but can accommodate a hundred people. This is where the students practice boxing daily.
The surrounding buildings are all two-story and serve as student dormitories and classrooms.
Behind the last building directly opposite the courtyard, there is a small backyard, which can be reached by walking up stairs.
The building is very dilapidated. It is an old house that has not been repaired for decades.
The old and dilapidated martial arts hall is small in scale, but it has charm and is full of vitality because it is filled with the power of martial arts.
It is a professional martial arts school!
At that time, there were only about eighty students of all ages in the museum, the oldest was in his teens and the youngest was only seven years old.
But there are quite a few coaches and teachers, more than twenty in total.
There are several martial arts coaches who are responsible for martial arts teaching in three time periods every day.
There are several Chinese culture teachers who are responsible for the children's cultural courses, as well as Chinese culture courses such as music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
There are also several life teachers who are responsible for the daily life management of the children, purchasing ingredients every day, making fire and cooking in the canteen, and decocting Chinese medicine.
Those who work in the martial arts gym are all martial arts practitioners, with the same attributes as Quan Zhisui, and are also her senior brothers.
There is also a head coach and a director who are not currently in the museum.
The five metaphysical arts of mountain medicine, fortune-telling and divination are not taught. This is a tradition. If a student has a chance to become a Taoist disciple, he will be taught by the master.
But Quan Zhisui's master, the museum director Fan Shiliu, has not accepted any disciples for many years.
When Wei Shixu walked in, he happened to see students practicing boxing in the open space in the courtyard. Both college students and elementary students were doing it very well.
The punches are full of wind, vigor and momentum!
On the two-story corridors of the buildings on both sides, several long-haired Taoists in training uniforms were running. They should be the coaches and teachers of the martial arts school, Quan Zhisui's senior brothers.
At this time, they were running and shouting to convey the message.
"The monkey is back!"
"Hide the delicious food quickly, and swallow the food you haven't swallowed yet!"
"Where's the kitchen? Kitchen! Go and lock the kitchen door!"
“What about the students?”
"Yes, yes, yes! Let the students evacuate!"
"And Master! Tell Master to come back immediately!"
"Ahhh! Why isn't Senior Brother here?"
"Level 1 alert! Level 1 alert!"
"The monkey returns to the mountain!!!"
“…”
Upon hearing this, the students who were practicing martial arts dispersed immediately.
The older ones ran very fast, especially the teenagers, who were extremely panicked, as if they had encountered some ferocious beast. Some of them were so anxious that they didn't even go out the front door, but broke the window and ran back to their rooms to hide.
The younger kids who had just arrived stood there in confusion, not knowing whether they should continue boxing.
They are still young and don't understand the meaning of the word "naughty monkey" in the martial arts hall.
But no matter what, it is undeniable that the martial arts gym became a mess as soon as Quan Zhisui returned!
Zhuge Ying looked at the chaotic scene and was shocked: "This is too exaggerated."
Kong Mingze: "The monkey they are talking about, could it be Quan Zhisui?"
Wei Shixu laughed and stepped in.
At this time, Quan Zhisui had already rushed to the second floor, caught a fellow student and started punching him: "Zi Ling! Why are you running!"
Zi Ling was the martial artist whom he met at the fork in the road at the beginning. He risked his life to run back, but was still caught up by Quan Zhisui, who locked his throat with his elbow and refused to let go.
"Junior brother, let's talk nicely! Let go first. My throat! Throat!" He struggled with his hands and feet.
Why do you think he was running? Run back and report the news!
Look how scary you are. You scared everyone.
Zi Ling was Quan Zhi's sparring partner before he was ten years old. They had been fighting since they were young, and she was used to beating Zi Ling.
At this moment, Quan Zhisui suddenly reacted, rushed to the wooden railing of the corridor and looked down.
I saw Zhuge Ying and Kong Mingze standing downstairs, looking up with stunned expressions.
Wei Shixu looked as if he had expected it.
Quan Zhisui immediately let go of the hand that was holding Zi Ling.
Zi Ling quickly jumped to the side and ran away screaming.
Quan Zhisui awkwardly explained to his three classmates: "I really don't have violent tendencies."
Wei Shixu nodded calmly: "Indeed, he said he would beat me up every day."
Zhuge Ying looked at the courtyard which had suddenly become deserted, with a complicated look in his eyes.
Kong Mingze shook his head and said, "I don't believe it."
Quan Zhisui suddenly felt even more embarrassed!
Several people were very curious about the place where Quan Zhisui grew up and started to visit it.
The buildings on both sides are dormitories for the students, the main house in front is where the seniors live, the upper floor of the main entrance is the classroom, and the side rooms of the main building are the canteen and Chinese medicine pharmacy.
During this time, they came to a bulletin board, which was covered with many papers, all of which were constantly updated notes on the martial arts school.
Kong Mingze was stunned: "Why are there so many versions of the precautions in your martial arts school?"
Quan Zhisui stared straight ahead in a daze, not saying a word.
The three of them were curious and walked over to take a look.
[Martial Arts School Notes, 11th Edition Revised]
1. Don’t provoke the monkey! Don't provoke the monkey! Don't provoke the monkey!
Second, if the monkey starts to act violently, run away immediately. Don’t even think you can win. Run to the backyard and the curator can save you.
Third, please definitely refuse the monkey’s challenge! Don’t fall into the monkey’s language trap! It's not just her fighting power that's high!
4. If the monkey invites you to go into the mountains or go out to challenge others, refuse immediately and hide! She can come back safely, you will be lost or end up in the hospital!
5. If a monkey asks you for food, just give it to her (crossed out). If you meet a monkey, give the food in your hand to her (crossed out). If you meet a monkey, don’t worry about the food, just run away!
six,……
At a glance, all you see is something about monkeys.
Kong Mingze exclaimed: "Now I know why they ran so fast. They must have been traumatized by the beating! And you also like to snatch food!"
Zhuge Ying looked over in confusion: "Sui Sui, are you the King of Destruction?"
Quan Zhisui tried to explain: "These are versions from several years ago. I'm not like this now, really!"
Wei Shixu then pulled out the latest one: "This is the sixteenth edition, let me see what's written on it..."
"Alright! Alright, alright, alright!" Quan Zhisui snatched it away and tore it into pieces.
Wei Shixu looked at her with a smile in his eyes.
So cute.
The martial arts hall was not big, so they finished the tour quickly. They walked around to the backyard behind the main building, where there was a small flight of stairs.
"I live in the backyard." Quan Zhisui was very excited and jumped three times as he walked up the stairs.
Wei Shixu lowered his head and smiled, then followed her.
Zhuge Ying was very curious and asked, "Can we go see your room?"
“Sure!” Quan Zhisui nodded with a smile in his eyes: “But my room is small and there are still miscellaneous things. I put all the clothes that were outgrown and the toys that were broken together.”
Kong Mingze: "Collecting addiction?"
Quan Zhisui: “I just can’t bear to throw it away.”
Wei Shixu smiled again, and his smile was warm and calm.
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