Although the catkins were in a hurry, it was too late to go to the back mountain that night. Shaomu Mountain was also a place of continuous war, eighteen stick monks rescued the Tang King, blood drops twice burned the mountain gate, countless people died; at night, it is inevitable that the yin qi is heavy, which is not good for the patient. In fact, Zhou Yi is not afraid of this, but the woman's family is careful, and she has already considered the front for Ailang, and would rather endure it for one night.

Listening to the sound of the twilight drum and the bald Sanskrit singing, Zhou Yi felt much better, since the divine injury, he could not speak or act, nor could he fall asleep, this taste was not pleasant;

Early the next morning, Liu Wu fed him breakfast, and as when he went up the mountain, four warrior monks acted as mountain pickers, put Zhou Yi on the soft bed, and walked all the way to the back mountain.

Today's Zhou Yi has been raised for more than half a month, because the mental trauma caused by the 'Little Thunder Tribulation' is actually slowly recovering; when the catkins are fed porridge in the morning, they can already faintly feel the warm feeling of the spoon's entrance, and at this moment, even the body gradually has a sense of touch, and can feel the ups and downs of the mountain road, as if walking a rugged path. It's a pity that I can't speak, let alone use my mental power to leave a message in the human brain, so I can only smile bitterly, this time I let the surnamed Yan catch it, if Liu Wu waits patiently for ten days and a half months, he will probably be able to heal himself, what is this

It is said that this Mr. Yan's temper is very strange, the most disgusting and noisy, so Liu Wu did not let Cheng Dong and Chen Daoping go together, although the two were curious, they did not disobey the will of the chairman's wife, so they had to wait sullenly in the temple. Without these two ordinary people to accompany them, Liu Wu and the others walked extremely fast, leaving the Duolin Hou Temple just a tea time, they had already walked out of more than ten miles of mountain roads; Not only can you walk side by side with the catkins calmly, but also don't forget to talk about the scenery and attractions along the way, which are places that ordinary tourists can't reach.

Liu Fu and Chang Xianggu glanced at each other, and they were secretly surprised in their hearts, this Duolin abbot is not as obsessed with martial arts as he seems on the surface, and the two of them can't even see the martial arts realm of others, which shows that Shi Yongcai is far beyond the level of Huajin, and is a contemporary hidden who is deeply hidden and mixed in the media and social occasions all day long. The thousand-year-old temple of Dolin is really not to be underestimated.

"After this Qinglong Pond, through the bitter bamboo forest. This is where Mr. Yan lives."

Shi Yongcai smiled bitterly: "There are large areas of towering stone walls in this area, there are countless hidden holes on the wall, when the ancestor of Bodhidharma faced the wall for nine years, the legend is on the west foot of Songshan Oh Wuru Peak, in fact, it is not, the 'edge hole' here is the place where he finally participated in the enlightenment avenue and became a Buddha. ”

"This Mr. Yan lives in the edge cave facing the wall of the Bodhidharma Patriarch?" "Liu Wu didn't feel any surprise, the thirteen limits of the Miao Mansion of the 'Wangqi Courtyard' were actually a hole in essence, but it had been expanded and changed in the later period. ”

"It's hard to say. This 'Wentian Cliff' is known as the front of a hundred caves, among which there are dozens of caves suitable for people, this old Mr. Yan has been operating for a hundred years, and he likes to exchange for living in these caves. It's very hard to find, and the old man doesn't know which cave he lives in, so he can only look for it slowly. ”

Shi Yongcai seemed to be very suspicious of this Yan Juren, and he lowered his voice when he spoke. It seems that if the voice is loud, it will be heard by Old Man Yan and jump out to find trouble with him. The catkins looked very strange. The heart said that no matter how strange this Yan Ju person is, he still lives in Duolin, and the dignified abbot of Duolin needs to be so careful?

"The sunrise is in Songshan Pass, the morning bell startles the birds, the stream in the forest is murmuring, and the grass is green on the slope"

While speaking, everyone has walked through a long stone beam, crossed the Qinglong Pond, in front of them is a large upright mountain wall, the wall faintly visible cave distribution, there are grass and trees at the mouth of the cave; in front of this mountain wall, there is a piece of land that stretches up, grass has grown on it, some wild goats run to chew food, see people coming, do not know how to dodge, raise their heads and look at everyone, as if to distinguish whether these people are dangerous.

A burst of singing came, but it was the popular 'shepherd's song', which should have been sung by a graceful and heroic shepherd girl on a sunny hillside;

"Mr. Yan, what a Yaxing. ”

Shi Yongcai pinched his nose, forcibly held back the discomfort, and praised it, and his voice echoed in the valley for a long time, it was a first-class internal kung fu, and he was not afraid that the other party would not hear it. This Yan Juren was called a 'medical monk' by the ancient Taoist and others, but in fact, he didn't agree with it, even when the abbot of Duolin Temple arrived, he also called him sir.

"Hehehe, the little monk is here, why did he bring someone here, and he didn't disturb the Yaxing of this layman, it's really annoying. Two dolls, go quickly, this is not the place for you. ”

"Whoosh"

There was a sharp sound in the air, but it was a few bamboo leaves shot from between the opposite mountain walls, the target was Liu Fu and Chang Xianggu, when he saw the two of them, he paused slightly in the air, and unloaded his strength, it seemed that he was going to pout on the faces of the two of them, this old man really lived for more than a hundred years in vain, not only rude, but also quite frivolous!

Shi Yongcai frowned, his face was very ugly, how could he say that the guest was also brought by himself, the head of the contemporary Duolin, wasn't this a slap in the face? He was about to grab these bamboo leaves, but he saw a flash of brilliance in front of him, and a few bitter bamboo leaves had disappeared, and Mrs. Zhou still stood with a smile, as if she had never seen these bamboo leaves.

"Flying sword! This Mrs. Zhou is not as simple as it seems on the surface?"

At the banquet last night, Shi Yongcai saw that Liu Wu and Chang Xianggu were both good hands, but at most they were a chemical strength, and they couldn't get into his eyes, just now he only felt that the sword qi was slightly whistling, and he was only a stone's throw away from him, and he cut the bamboo leaves with his sword, and he didn't even see clearly how people took out the sword and collected the sword, such a technique, what is it that is not the legendary flying sword?

Shi Yongcai, who was shocked in his heart, secretly said that he was confused, that Chairman Zhou was so rich and powerful, if it wasn't for an extremely intractable strange disease, how could he find Duolin? Not to mention that this old Mr. Yan is not known to everyone, he is really dark under the light, and he actually neglected this. From his wife and husband, it can be seen that this Dong Chou is by no means an ordinary person, he only calculates some immediate interests, but he missed the opportunity to form a good fate with this Dong Chou, and he really regrets it.

Shocked and regretful in his heart, Shi Yongcai titheed at the distant mountain wall, and said in a long voice: "Mr. Yan, the patient who came today is the chairman of the Zhou Group, and he has a deep relationship with our temple. "I asked for 100 million yuan from the Zhou Group, and there are future advertising opportunities, now the monk's intestines are repentant, and the matter is irreparable, and now I can only say a few more words for this Dong Chou, do my best, and hope to form a good fate.

"Chairman? Could that be the chairman's wife just now? Hehe, use a flying sword well, if the old man is not mistaken, it should be from the hand of the contemporary famous craftsman Ou Yeye? And he still has the guidance of a famous artist, it seems to have something to do with the Zhongnan faction? Interesting and interesting, since I am a Taoist person, it is different, have you brought a meeting gift?"

He was very polite, and asked for gifts when they met, completely ignoring his face.

As soon as the words fell, I saw a figure flickering on the mountain wall far away, like a frightened big bird, a hurry, that is, five or six meters away, but in a few minutes, I crossed the Lixu Mountain Road and landed in front of the catkins, but it was an old man who was as thin as a monkey, and his eyes looked at the catkins and Zhou Yi carried by the four warrior monks without blinking.

"Isn't this the chairman? It's really a tricky disease, it's not the old man, no one in the world can cure it."

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