July is the day of the year, so I deliberately let other people not have to send each other, the best way is to perform their duties, but also told Chen Tao to be busy for a while to go back home, after all, last time he took the initiative to invite Ying over, the hotel at home was picked to his parents and wife, and he didn't go home for almost a year.

In the car, Zhou Qingqing was asking Ye Qianming about the outside world full of curiosity, just like the small circle and Xiaoyuan who came out of the mountain back then, but I looked out the window and remembered the small circle in my mind.

There was a prompt sound on my phone, and I clicked on it and saw a message from Liu Dan: "Miss me." ”

I hesitated for a moment, then replied with an 'um' and a smiley face.

Liu Dan didn't go back, and in the place where I couldn't see, she closed the office door, lying in the office sad and shed tears, probably for her, this kind of love experience is also more special, only a few days ago to give her body to a man, psychologically in love, but the time did not get along too much, the man was so far away from himself, reluctant and sad mood intertwined, unconsciously wanted to cry.

I waited for a while, put my phone back in my pocket, and looked forward to seeing each other next time.

Leaving from the township, there was no chasing soldiers and hidden dangers when I came, and I was inexplicably relaxed, I watched Ye Qianming and Zhou Qingqing chatting on the opposite side, and simply covered my face with a hat, and then hugged my hands in front of my chest, and began to close my eyes and recuperate.

With the bumps, I faintly felt sleepy, I don't know how long it took, as if I felt that there was more person in the seat next to me, so I subconsciously took off the hat I was covering, and first saw Ye Qianming and Zhou Qingqing, who were sitting opposite, leaning on each other and falling asleep.

Turning his head, a vicissitudes of life appeared beside him, his hands folded towards me, 'Amitabha', looking at his eyes and a bronze bell in his hand, I suddenly felt a different temperament emanating from him.

"Master, what's the name of this magic weapon?" I asked, smiling, pointing to the bronze bell in his hand.

"Amitabha, this is the Demon Bell!" the old monk smiled at me, there seemed to be a strange light in his eyes, and said, "All kinds of evil in the dust, all ...... avoid."

I don't think so, but when my eyes fell on the ten knuckles of his palm, I frowned slightly, because as long as it is a person who practices martial arts, especially when the outer door kung fu is immersed, the knuckles will be different from ordinary people, if you fight freely, people who can win a certain regional championship will generally have obvious knuckles swollen and hard calluses on the index finger, middle finger and ring finger of the right fist, because of the long-term violent hitting, the strength of the fist will be urged, and the strength training for the right fist will definitely be far better than the left fist.

But in my eyes, the old monk's index finger knuckles are all covered with thick fist calluses, the swollen knuckles look extremely weird, like a sweet potato that has not yet grown, the bottom and middle section are extraordinarily hypertrophied, and the tips of the knuckles appear deformed, and there is a layer of white calluses on the fist bones, and the skin and bone have long been abnormal.

This discovery made my mind subconsciously awe-inspiring, and when I looked at the old monk's smile again, there was an inexplicable chill, and his temples seemed to be bulging unusually, and his eyes were like electricity, as if they could emit a kind of fine light.

"Master...... Where did it come from?" I asked with a smile, and a warning sign had already been born in my heart.

"The poor monk came from Fanjing Mountain. The old monk continued to chant Amitabha.

I frowned and said, "Qiandi is thousands of miles away, why didn't the master travel thousands of miles to Nanguan?"

"There is a Dharma event in the mountains, and transcending sentient beings will go to bliss...... One of my apprentices ......" The old monk still stared at me with a smile and asked, "Where does the donor want to go?"

"Go back to Yangcheng!" I replied with a sigh, and suddenly I had an answer in my heart, full of vigilance.

"Yangcheng is also far ......away," the old monk looked at Ye Qianming and Zhou Qingqing on the opposite side and smiled, "The two donors are also the same donor?"

I frowned and hesitated, "The monk of Fanjing Mountain, do you want to kill?"

"The Buddha sits ...... in his heart," the old monk smiled.

"That's killing?" I said, with a complicated look in my eyes.

"It's just a doom. ”

"That's the one who came to kill me?" I stared at him with a complicated look in my eyes, "Master, didn't the monks escape into the empty door, and the six roots were pure?

"Thirty years ago, I was forced to go up the mountain to become a monk, at that time the world was not good, and the outside was also bitter, and then the enemy became more and more powerful, and I dared not go down the mountain, but I had a son, but now he is also dead. The old monk's eyes were like electricity, exuding endless killing intent, staring at me and sneering, "I originally thought that I could ignore the previous hatred, but there is no way, as long as people live, they will have vulgar thoughts, you must die!"

The car was about to cross the bridge.

I suddenly shouted: "Master, please stop the car!"

The driver was surprised, but the bus between the towns and villages stopped when it was said to stop, and the car 'squeaked' and stopped on the side of the bridge, Ye Qianming and Zhou Qingqing woke up in a daze, and saw me get up and wanted to get out of the car, Ye Qianming asked with a slight dazed look: "What are you doing?"

"You go to the station and wait for me first, I suddenly remembered that there was something else!" I glanced at Ye Qianming with sharp eyes, and quickly got off the train.

The old monk got up almost after I got up, shouted a few words of 'Amitabha' with a smile and got off the bus, and the bus restarted and drove out for a while......

Without saying a word, I began to gallop along the green rice fields.

In my imagination, the old monk went up the mountain thirty years ago, even if he was twenty years old at the time, now he is a fifty-year-old man, looking at his momentum, I instinctively feel that I may not be able to get benefits from him, as long as I run, he may not be able to catch up, as long as I can get rid of him, it is naturally safe.

"Amitabha—"

Who knew that it was like seeing a ghost, the voice of the old monk sounded not far behind me, and while I was running, I took the time to turn my head and take a look, and I was stunned.

The old fellow was no slower than I did.

At this time, a cry suddenly came from among the rice fields that made me feel a splitting headache: "Lin Xiu, where are you?"

Made!

I couldn't cry or laugh, Ye Qianming, how stupid is this girl, didn't she understand my eyes just now?

The moment I was surprised, the old monk stopped at the same time, and before I could react, he instantly turned around and hurried away in the direction of the sound, I was suddenly horrified, while gritting my teeth and chasing the figure of the old monk, I roared loudly: "Ye Qianming, run————"

It's too late.

The old monk's speed was too fast, I chased after him, watched him run in front of Ye Qianming, whispered 'Amitabha', and the bronze bell in his hand pushed straight towards Ye Qianming's chest.

Ye Qianming's 'ah', his eyes were stunned, and he was shocked!

The bronze bell hit her chest in an instant, and the sound of bones breaking was almost heard, Ye Qianming burst out of a mouthful of blood, the corners of her white skirt flew up, and the whole person flew out of the field like a broken kite, knocking Zhou Qingqing behind her unconscious to the field, overwhelming a piece of rice.

I was stunned, and with an 'ah' sound, I roared and threw a punch that smashed into the old monk's back like a cannonball.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

The annoying voice sounded, and the old monk just turned around and took my punch hard, but he only took a step back, and at the same time, his punch also hit me in the chest!

Almost silent.

But I felt a stuffy pain in my chest, and the overwhelming force crashed over, and I took seven or eight steps backwards before I could stand firmly, and the seemingly old body continued to chase after me in great strides at this time, and the fist wind was like lightning!

In an instant, I realized the fact that the old monk's kung fu is definitely above me, and the so-called fist is afraid of being less strong, and in the eyes of some masters who have really crossed the threshold of the grandmaster, it is no longer the threshold of shackles and strength, and this old guy from Fanjing Mountain has even surpassed me in the tempering willfulness of the muscles and bones!

His fist came, and I turned and walked away without hesitation, reaching into my pocket almost at the same time, crushing the 'golden spine of the snake'...... It's July, and I'm afraid of a lot of snakes all over the mountains!

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Mountains.

Chen Changan pushed open a door, and a woman looked at the strange man in surprise, and asked with a friendly and bright smile in her eyes: "Are you ...... Looking for Aaron? He just went out to see off a friend. ”

"Well, I saw him go down the mountain, wait for him here for a while, are you Wang Lang's wife?" Chen Changan stared at the woman in front of him and smiled, and praised him gracefully, "Wang Lang is so blessed, you are very beautiful......"

"Where...... Sit down for a while, I'll pour you water!" Juanzi smiled politely, turned around to look for tea, and didn't notice that Chen Changan's eyes were scanning the whole room and her back, his gaze was like a knife.

"I heard that you just entered the mountain, right?" Chen Changan said with a smile, "Are you still used to the days in this mountain?"