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"When, when, when." Eighteen bells rang from the Dahai Temple in Xiaohan Mountain, and in the early morning in the mountains, they passed far away, and the echoes were infinite.

Yang Fan was burying his head in the mountain and descending the mountain, when he suddenly heard the bell from the mountain, he silently counted eighteen sounds, and was greatly surprised, "Could it be that which master passed away?"

Yang Fan has been copying scriptures in the past few months and understands some of the rules of becoming a monk.

Since it was eighteen rings, it must be for the eminent monks, so Yang Fan did not hurry, he folded his hands, stood erected next to him and recited a few Buddhist scriptures, and waited until the bell no longer echoed, and then continued to hurry.

"Senior brother, you are like suffering. Li Fan held Master Kong's hands and burst into tears, "I'm just jealous of your talent, and I don't mean to kill you." ”

For a while, Lifan remembered that when he was a child, he and Kong, who became a monk together, chanted scriptures together, played together, were naughty and punished together, and practiced together.

The experience of the two growing up together as a child flashed back to Fan's mind like lightning.

After a long time, Master Lifan got up and said: "Wuzhen, from today on, you are the host of the Great Sea Temple, you have to follow your last wish of Uncle Kong, rectify the Great Sea Temple, and don't let the world blind this place again." ”

"Master, you?" Gojin quickly knelt down.

"Brother Likong is right, I have indeed fallen into the devil, and from now on, I will practice the Dharma in one line and ignore the worldly things. Amitabha. After saying this, he didn't care about anything else, but went into the house without looking back, and began to practice facing the wall.

Putting down the Dahai Temple for the time being, Yang Fan quickened his pace along the way, and went down the mountain again in less than two hours.

At this time, the team that was following him had just discovered the traces he had left on the mountain, so a large group of people rushed to Xiaohan Mountain.

At this time, Yang Fan had turned to the highway, the sky was just dawning, and the police had not yet deployed on the road, so Yang Fan easily picked up a big car, and after walking for more than an hour, Yang Fan got off the car, and then asked the route to Lingnan, just like that, he picked up the car all the way to Lingnan City.

After entering Lingnan City, Yang Fan made a sneaky observation, trying to find out if the police had begun to want him, but after some observation, he didn't see a nervous image, so he walked along the path to his home with his memory.

Just as Yang Fan was passing through a small intersection and entering a small road, he suddenly heard a familiar voice coming.

"Brothers, I am a small business, I haven't opened today, I don't have any money for you at all, brothers raise your noble hands, let me go." ”

Yang Fan felt that the voice was very familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while, so he stepped back and checked the familiar voice.

I saw three or five big men around a stall of roasted sweet potatoes, and the man selling sweet potatoes was carrying Yang Fan on his back, Yang Fan couldn't see clearly, but he could see him standing with crutches and struggling, and his right trouser leg was empty.

Behind the man selling sweet potatoes was a boy of five or six years old, who cried and cursed loudly: "You villains, bully my father, come to ask for money every day, and you have robbed us of all the money we make from selling sweet potatoes." ”

"You little rabbit, you don't want to live, do you? The first man with a snake tattooed on his right arm shouted and cursed.

"Big brother, the child is small and ignorant, you adults have a lot, don't say that children are generally knowledgeable. The man selling sweet potatoes stretched out his arms and tried to protect the child behind him.

"I heard that you used to be a big brother in the underworld, where is your prestige, you came and cut me with a knife?" the other man laughed.

"Just him, a waste, or a big brother. The companion shouted arrogantly.

The man selling sweet potatoes tried to suppress the anger all over his body, he opened his red eyes, and held the crutches with both hands to prevent himself from having a seizure, if it was before, he could pounce on it desperately, even if his legs were broken, but for the sake of the child behind him, he couldn't have a seizure, so he had to endure it. "A few big brothers, you guys are laughing, how can I be a sweet potato seller?"

"Big brother of the underworld?" Yang Fan was even more curious, he walked over from the side and saw the middle-aged man with white sideburns, "It seems to be a little familiar, but I don't know him." ”

Sensing someone approaching, the five hooligans and the man selling sweet potatoes all turned their heads to look at each other.

The man selling sweet potatoes and Yang Fan had a pair of eyes, and Yang Fan immediately recognized this man.

As if he couldn't believe his eyes, "Xiaofan, is that you?" Xiaofan, are you out?"

"My good brother, you're back. The man selling sweet potatoes stretched out his hands and wanted to hug Yang Fan, but he forgot that his right leg had been broken, so he couldn't stand on his feet and fell to the ground all of a sudden.

"Brother Hao, Brother Hao, why are you?" Yang Fan didn't finish speaking, and tears had already flowed. When he saw Brother Hao falling, he immediately stepped forward to support Brother Hao.

"Dad, do you want to be important, does the fall hurt?" The child next to Brother Hao immediately threw himself into Brother Hao's arms.

"Xiao Fan," "Brother Hao".

Brother Hao and Yang Fan didn't expect to meet under such circumstances, so the two hugged and cried.

When he saw his father crying, the child next to him also cried loudly.

Brother Hao hurriedly let go of Yang Fan and coaxed the child.

"Is this your child?" asked Yang Fan, touching the child's head.

"No, it's a horse's face?" Brother Hao said lovingly while holding the child.

"Brother Ma?" Yang Fan took a closer look, he was not a child with a horse face, he had a long horse face, and he was a horse test when he was a child.

Thinking that Ma Yan died for himself, Yang Fan suddenly became angry, and his eyes turned red.

Yang Fan stood up with a brisk step, and said coldly to the men: "You came to ask for money just now?"

"Yes, we're here to ask for money. The man with the snake tattoo on his right arm said loudly.

At this time, a man next to him looked Yang Fan up and down, as if he recognized it, so he crawled into the ear of the man with the snake tattoo on his right arm and muttered quietly.

The face of the man with the snake tattoo on his right arm immediately changed, and he laughed: "Wrong, wrong, we recognized the wrong person, it's not him, it's the sweet potato seller on the opposite street." Sorry, we had to go beforehand. ”

After saying that, he wanted to slip away.

"What do you recognize the wrong person, you often come here to ask for money. Pony Face cried.

"Don't go," Yang Fan said.

But the man with the snake tattoo on his right arm turned around and ran, but as soon as he ran two steps, he saw Yang Fan's right hand flick, and a stone flew out, directly hitting his right leg and ankle.

"Gollum. The man with the snake tattoo on his right arm fell to the ground with one heel.

"Didn't you hear what I said, and if you dare to run one more step, I'll break your legs. Yang Fan's voice was like a voice in hell, full of cold.

"Big brother, I'm sorry, we don't dare anymore. The man with the snake tattoo on his right arm immediately crawled to the ground and begged for mercy.

"Who let you come. Yang Fan stepped on his hand with one foot.

"Huh?" the man with the snake tattoo on his right arm screamed in pain, but he didn't dare to resist, but explained: "No one instructed us, we just don't have money to spend, and we want to get two dollars." ”

"Xiaofan, forget it. Brother Hao shouted from behind.

"I tell you, if anyone dares to come and ask for money again today, I will definitely cut off his hand, no matter where he runs?" Yang Fan exerted some more strength on his feet.

"Understood, understood, never dared again. Beads of sweat rolled down the head of the man with the snake tattoo on his right arm.

". As soon as Yang Fan raised his foot, several people next to him hurriedly picked up the man with the snake tattoo on his right arm, and ran away without looking back.

After dealing with this matter, Yang Fan returned to Brother Hao's side.

"Xiaofan, how long have you been released, where have you been all these years, and how can I not find where you are locked up?" Brother Hao said eagerly.

Yang Fan smiled bitterly, "It's not that I've been released, it's that I've escaped from prison." ”

"Ah!" Brother Hao couldn't help but snort, he looked around, saw that no one was paying attention here, and hurriedly said, "Go, follow me home." ”

So Yang Fan helped Brother Hao pack up his things, and then pulled the cart selling sweet potatoes to the place where Brother Hao lived.

Brother Hao lives in a dilapidated yard near the railway, and there are three families living in the small yard, and Brother Hao only rents a small house, which is full of messy things.

As soon as he entered the house, Yang Fan immediately smelled a musty smell.

I saw that the house was dirty and messy, and it was not as clean as the inside of the prison.

"Xiaofan, make do, I have bad legs and feet, and my house can't be cleaned up. Brother Hao smiled apologetically.

"You and I still need this. Yang Fan patted Brother Hao, and then sat down.

"Uncle, uncle, how did you just defeat that bad guy, can you teach me?" Before the two could speak, the pony's face wrapped up.

Yang Fan and Brother Hao looked at each other and smiled, and then Yang Fan lowered his body and said, "Okay, but it's very hard, you tell Uncle Sù, what do you want to do with kung fu?"

"Once I've learned kung fu, I'm not afraid of bad guys, and if anyone comes to bully my dad again, I'll beat them away. The child clenched his fists.

Brother Hao listened to the child's words, and immediately turned red, and he turned around and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Good boy, so good. Listening to the child's words, Yang Fan's heart is also sour, the hardships of life have made the child realize the difficulty of life early.

"Brother Hao, what's the name of this kid. Yang Fan asked.

"Jun Hao, Ma Jun Hao. Brother Hao replied.

"Come, Jun Hao, come here, I'll teach you how to tie a horse first. Yang Fan stood up, then took a horse step, and then punched left and right, hitting Ma Junhao to see. "Got it?"

Ma Junhao nodded.

"You try. Yang Fan motioned to Ma Junhao.

So Ma Junhao began to tie up the horse according to Yang Fanjiao's movements.

"That's right," Yang Fan came over and corrected Ma Junhao's mistakes, and then asked him to go outside the house to practice.