Tan Yanshou couldn't help it. He asked Li Bingrong, "Yi Fukui is your best friend. He and Yang Dezhong set up a cloud altar in Dongmao Lane. What is it all about?" Li Bingrong sighed and said, "This is their nonsense!"! But Yi Fukui, they are actually bad in that matter. Over the past few years, I have repented of my past behavior. I have written down a few paragraphs of their retribution for pretending to be ghosts and ghosts. I will write them out in a small book and send them to you later. The night ended happily. After a few days, Fu Jizu received the approval of the governor of civil affairs, called Luo Desheng and Hu Hansheng to the province, shot to finish the case. Xiu zhuxuan scanning, OCR old rain building exclusive launch reprint, please keep this information www.xiaoshuotxt.,com Chapter 20 Li Bingrong's own account. txt? Novel /\ Tian, Tang Li Bingrong, a native of Dongxiang, Liling, was very naughty when he was a child and often made trouble outside. His father was so angry that he locked him up in a room with a clay window outside of which was a huge white fruit tree with a hole the size of a teacup in which a pair of woodpeckers had made their nest. Li Bingrong had heard that woodpeckers could draw amulets. If he had learned the amulet, he would have let the door be sealed firmly. The amulet was everywhere, and the door would naturally open. This year, when the ginkgo was ripe, one of his children who watched the cattle often went to the backyard to pick up the fallen ginkgo. Li Bingrong asked the child, "Do you want to learn the law?" That child asks: "How to learn a law?" "Easy," said Li Bingrong. Pointing to the hole on the fork, he taught the child: "Cut a cork to plug it. If the cork falls down by itself tomorrow, you can learn the method." The child was so happy that he ran to cut a cork and got it. He climbed up the tree to plug the hole and went to see the cow. Li Bingrong thought twice about guarding the window and waiting for the woodpecker to come back. After waiting for about two or three hours, the woodpecker came back and could not get into the nest,deep draw stamping, so it flew down to the ground, jumped a few steps, and drew a few pictures on the yellow mud with its long beak. There was a whoosh, and the cork shot straight into the grass three feet away like a crossbow arrow. The woodpecker spread its wings and swept the ground twice, sweeping the traces of the painting, and then flew into the cave. Li Ping-jung paid attention to the way it jumped and drew, but couldn't remember all of it. The next day he taught the child to plug it. After waiting for five or six days in this way, Li Ping-jung learned it and walked out of the locked room. His father was a little surprised. When he went to look at the house, the door was wide open,die cast light housing, and there was no sign of damage inside or outside. The lock was unlocked and fell to the ground. He beat Li Bingrong and asked him how he got out. Li Bingrong refused to tell the truth, saying only that the door suddenly opened, thinking that his father had specially released him, so he came out. His father didn't know why, but it was Li Ping-jung's naughty way of being a child, and from then on he never came back. He was single-minded and loved to learn the Dharma, but suffered from the lack of a master. A few years later, when Li Bingrong was fourteen years old, he happened to walk on a long ridge and became thirsty. When he couldn't find any water, he found a wild jujube tree by the side of a dry stream. It had some half-ripe jujubes on it and climbed up to eat them. Suddenly a gust of wind passed, and a white-headed tiger as big as an ox jumped across the ravine from the valley on the other side of the ravine. With a man jumping out of the valley, he flew down and landed right in front of the tiger. The tiger immediately fell to the ground, and the man stroked the tiger's head with his hand. The tiger, like a cat, turned over and held the man's hand with its two front paws. Li Bingrong was both surprised and envious. When he looked at the man carefully, it turned out to be an old nun, with two white eyebrows hanging down from the corners of her eyes, DIN screw plug ,Magnetic Drain Plug, three or four inches long, and a charitable look on her face. At that time, Li Bingrong only wanted to worship the old nun as his master, so regardless of anything, he slipped down the tree, ran forward and knelt down to call the master. The old nun took a look, then sighed and said, "You are a little bit of a child. It's a pity that your heart is too wild to cultivate.". I am not your master, I guide you to worship a master! Five years later, when you go to Guizhou, someone will naturally accept you as an apprentice. Li Bingrong was willing to stop and just kowtowed and begged. The old nun thought for a moment and said, "All right, I'll pass you some water to cure the disease.". But I have to abide by my three commandments: First, do not withdraw money, send money or not and how much to send, let others. Second, don't be lazy. No matter in the morning or in the evening or on a hot or cold day, if you have something to occupy your hands, as long as someone asks you to go to see a doctor, you must go to see a doctor. Third, no bragging! You should know that when a disease is cured, it is because someone's life should not be cut off. If it is not cured well, it can only be said that our kungfu is not good enough. Our intentions should be like this. After Li Bingrong received the commandment, the old nun passed the incantation again, took out a thin copy book from her sleeve and gave it to Li Bingrong. She patted the tiger on the head, and the tiger jumped across the stream with a "whoop". The old nun also jumped away. Li Bingrong kowtowed a few times and went home to practice Fu Shui quietly. A year later, he became famous in Liling. Later, after living in Changsha for some time, when he was already 19, he obeyed the old nun's orders and went alone to Kweichow. He met Shao Hsiao-shan at Yuping Mountain, where he worshipped his master. After following him for ten years, he learned to be good at boxing and sticks, and became a direct descendant of Zhu Youke. Shao Xiaoshan also said that Li Bingrong was not good enough to talk about the study of body, mind and life, and no longer taught, so he had to say goodbye to his master and go home. Passing by the Hong River, he met a nameless hero of the Black Mountain Sect and began to fight. Li Bingrong's kungfu was too shallow to resist. Shao Xiaoshan suddenly came over and stopped the man, saying, "Although he is my disciple, Aunt Gou asked him to come and worship me as a teacher. You can't harm him." The man left in a huff. Only then did Li Bingrong begin to ask questions, and only then did he know that the old nun was the second daughter of Gou Wenrun. After escaping from Zhengyi Hall, she practiced Buddhism on Changling Mountain, and Shao Xiaoshan was also the nephew of Gou Ergu. Originally, the White Lotus Sect was assigned from Gou Wenrun, one was the Black Mountain Sect, the other was the Heavenly Sect, and Shao Xiaoshan was the founder of the second generation of the Heavenly Sect. When Li Bingrong returned to Liling, he knew that his ability was not high, so he trained hard for more than ten years before he came to Changsha. Kung Fu is very skilled, so temporarily invincible! When he became the leader of the Changsha platoon and division, he was very proud of himself and refused to do evil. Unexpectedly, in the case of Peng Li-ho, because of pity for fellow teacher Hu Han-sheng,metal stamping parts, he did not dare to come out to make trouble, so in another matter from Nan Weizhao, Kuan Ta-hsiung ran out and threw him a somersault. autoparts-dx.com