"Big man, I heard that they gave you a magic number called Sanmu. They said that you have three eyes, so they gave you this name. Will I call you Sanmu Brother in the future? I don't have a brother yet!"

By a small stream in a mountain, Zhang Xiaoyue sat on the bluestone, holding a few wild fruits in the stream, and washed them in the stream, biting half of one wild fruit in one bite, and then chewing it while handing the remaining wild fruit to the monk Sanmu: "Come on, try these fruits, sour, sweet and delicious!"

Since she learned that the man rescued by her father became a monk, Zhang Xiaoyue couldn't help but feel curious, wanting to see what the tall man would look like when he became a monk. Therefore, she went to the gate of Shaolin Temple to sneak a look at the monk who went out to chop wood and carry water, but she really encountered Sanmin.

Although Sanmu is a little stupid, the little girl still likes it very much. She feels that she can tell anything to Sanmu, and there is no need to worry that he can tell others about her daughter's family's concerns.

Moreover, Monk Sanmu is extremely powerful and is a good at carrying water and cutting wood. Sometimes when Zhang Xiaoyue comes out to chop wood, she will ask Sanmu to help her, which will be done quickly, and she can also help her carry dry wood into her house.

After a while, the little girl had a crush on such a stupid monk, so she went to Sanmu to help her work from time to time. Her house was at the foot of the mountain and she was very familiar with the monks from Shaolin Temple. Moreover, Sanmu was saved by their family and helped their family work. Naturally, the monks from Shaolin Temple had no objection.

At this time, a load of dry firewood had been cut, so Zhang Xiaoyue led her eyes to the stream to rest.

"Brother Sanmu, yesterday the matchmaker in the village next door wanted to match me, saying that he was the son of Zhang Dahu's family nearby. Humph, I have seen Zhang Dahu's son. I wear a long gown every day and don't even look at our village house. I don't want to marry him!"

After Zhang Xiaoyue handed the fruit in her hand to her eyes, she sat on the bluestone with her legs in her arms: "Why do you think you have to get married when you grow up? I don't want to get married, I just want to stay at home, want to eat and drink, but no one said to me. I heard that after getting married, my mother-in-law was more fierce than the other, and one of my cousins ​​was hanged by her mother-in-law. It was so scary!"

He turned a deaf ear to his ears, ate the wild fruits in his hands one by one, and still sat by the stream.

Zhang Xiaoyue walked to Sanmu, stretched out her little hand and gently stroked Sanmu's face, and said softly: "Brother Sanmu, it would be great if you were a smart person who could speak. If you were a smart person, I... Maybe someone would want to marry you!"

She whispered: "Well, don't be too smart either. People who are too smart don't want to stay in the village. They all want to make a lot of money and become high-ranking officials! But I heard that the wife of Wang Linsheng's family in the neighboring village is not happy either, because Wang Linsheng said that he would marry a wife when he is rich. Now his wife scolds the streets every day."

While talking, Zhang Xiaoyue threw the small stone into the water. Layers of tiny ripples rippled out of the surface of the stream, and then gradually calmed down.

"Brother Sanmu, can we play fishing?"

Looking at the ripples on the water, Zhang Xiaoyue was in high spirits, pulled the monk Sanmei's arm, rolled up his trouser legs, and went to the stream together: "Don't look at the shallow water of this stream, there are actually many small fish inside, including crabs and mountain catfish. What a delicious food... Oh, I forgot that you are a monk, you monks do not kill animals..."

Bang!

Just as Zhang Xiaoyue spoke, the three-eyed monk suddenly slapped the stream, splashing the water, and then a few small fish flipped out of the water with their white belly.

Zhang Xiaoyue cheered, bent down and threw the little fish to the shore, shouting: "Photo a few more, and then a few more!"

Her eyes lit up excitedly and she said happily: "Let's make fish later!"

Although the monk Sanmu's eyes were always in a state of confusion, his five senses and six consciousnesses were far from ordinary people. Standing in the stream, he could shake several small fish out of sight with every slap.

These little fish are not big, the largest one is just the size of a palm, but they can't help but catch many monks, and they were soon thrown out dozens of them by Zhang Xiaoyue.

"Okay, OK, don't shoot anymore, enough for us to eat!"

She stopped the Three-Mind Monk from continuing to harm creatures and said, "We will make these fish at home together. Can you go back to the temple after eating?"

She found several dog-tail grass, passed these little fish through her gills, and strung several strings, and then asked the monk Sanmei to help her carry the firewood and jumped toward the house.

"Oh, why did you bring him into your house again?"

After just returning home, Zhang Guangyuan saw Monk Sanmu and Zhang Xiaoyue, he looked helpless: "This big man has such a big appetite and will eat up our rice jar in a few days!"

Zhang Xiaoyue brought a few strings of small fish to her and said with a smile: "We caught a lot of fish today. Dad, let's eat small fish today!"

Zhang Guangyuan looked at his daughter and saw her smile on her face. His satisfaction was beyond words. He couldn't help but shake his head: "What's the delicious food of this little fish? This big man's meal is enough for us to eat for three days!"

When he said this, his eyes suddenly lit up and his body approached the monk Sanmu: "Sanmu, do you want to learn hunting? You can eat meat if you know how to hunt. Do you want to learn?"

Zhang Xiaoyue said: "Dad, he is so stupid, how could he hunt? Aren't you making trouble for him?"

Zhang Guangyuan glared at his daughter: "He can catch fish but can't hunt? How can he know if he doesn't try it?"

Zhang Guangyuan can't say he likes Monk Sanmu, but he can't say he hates it. Recently, the work of carrying firewood and water at home was done by Zhang Xiaoyue and Monk Sanmu. Even the few acres of thin fields in the house were farm work done by Monk Sanmu. If Monk Sanmu was not a fool, he really wanted to take Sanmu's wife.

In this era, when farmers look for son-in-law, they are all looking for strong and capable people to work, and they look second to them. No matter how good they look and can’t do farm work, they are just waste.

Only rich or powerful people pay attention to appearance, while lower-class farmers value physical strength and hard work.

As a hunter, Zhang Guangyuan was not very capable in hunting. Now that he saw that Monk Sanmu actually helped his daughter catch fish, he immediately had an idea in his mind, wanting to see if Sanmu could help him hunt. With such a great deal of strength, he could fight even if he encountered a tiger. At least he was very safe.

Thinking of this, he said to Zhang Xiaoyue: "Tomorrow morning, you bring the three-mes over and let's hunt together!"

Zhang Xiaoyue defended: "Dad, he is a monk and does not kill!"

Zhang Guangyuan laughed: "Don't you kill? He caught these fish, right? Besides, this kid is not a real monk. We rescued him. I don't know his background yet? Okay, go and make fish!"

When the monk Sanmu returned to the temple with dry firewood, it was already afternoon. As soon as he entered the temple, Yanwu walked over, grabbed his hand, and shouted: "Why didn't you go to the martial arts hall today? I'm waiting for you for a long time, but I couldn't find you even when I went out to find it... Huh? What's the smell on you? Have you eaten fish?"

Yan Wu stretched out his nose and sniffed the monk Sanmu. He was surprised and happy and cursed at Sanmu Ji: "I don't even want to eat meat! I'm not so kind to you!"

He looked around sneakily and whispered: "Where did you eat? Are you at the girl's house at the foot of the mountain? Tsk tsk, it's really good to have girls, and you can also have meat! If you eat meat again next time, I'll bring some for me!"

Although these three eyes are usually stupid, for some reason, neither Yanwu nor Zhang Xiaoyue nor others regard him as an idiot. They subconsciously regard him as a normal person. Sometimes when they think about it, they feel strange.

If this were not the case, they would not speak to an idiot. In their subconscious, it seemed that these three-mesh monks could really understand what they said.

Yan Wu mumbled to the three eyes for a while before he pulled Taihe into the martial arts hall and said, "I have been practicing the golden bell cover for more than 30 years. Not to mention being invulnerable to swords and guns, but at least I am not afraid of ordinary swords. The fists and feet of ordinary people can't hit me at all. But I still can't stand it if I get thrust by your fists!"

He said with great interest: "I will teach you the tips of the Golden Bell Cover cultivation now. If you can practice successfully, hehe, I guess a guardian Vajra will really appear in my Shaolin Temple!"
Chapter completed!