"Boy, don't stare at me with big eyes, you can't go in if you say you can't go in! Not to mention seeing our young lady! You're just blind and these eyes are useless!"

After the torch was extinguished, the intersection in front of him was gone, but a ball of light suddenly appeared on the wall on Zhou Qingli's right hand, and a familiar picture appeared on the ball of light, an ignorant young man, standing in front of the big iron gate, staring at the tiger, and the gate did not have an old man in the age of a sixtieth year hunched his waist, looking at the young man through the iron gate. It was evident www.biquge.info the young man wanted to go through the iron gate and meet some people in the grand garden, but the old man stopped him.

The young man glanced at the old man, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he stopped talking.

"I said you kid, you're really stubborn, how can you be the same as when I was a child!" the old man looked at the boy, shook his head and sighed. The child didn't know where it came from, and kept saying that he wanted to see a girl in Tsing Yi who lived in this garden, of course, the old man who guarded the door immediately gave him a closed door, but this child has a kind of perseverance spirit, once he didn't succeed, then he came the second time, the second time he didn't, then the third time, and so on and so on, this is the eleventh time he stood in front of this garden. The old man who was guarding the door was about to have nothing to do with him.

"Uncle, I, I just want to see her!" the boy stood there and fought for a while, and finally said this to the old man in a pleading tone.

"If you say no, you just can't!" the old man shook his head and rejected him again.

"It's okay if I don't go into this compound, you just let me hide in this bush, and when she goes out, I'll take a sneaky look, one glance is enough?" This time, the boy's tone changed to pleading.

"You, child, I'm just an old man guarding the door, I can't be the master of this, and I don't want to embarrass you as a child, and you don't want to make it difficult for my old man, hurry up and go home! Don't come again!" the old man shook his head again and rejected him.

"I ......," the boy began, but he didn't know what to say, his vision blurred.

"Master, you're here!" At this time, the old man guarding the door suddenly looked behind the little boy, and said this respectfully.

The little boy immediately turned around, only to find an old monk in an old robe, standing behind him at some point.

The old monk glanced at the little boy, smiled slightly, and let the old man who had already opened the door and walked out without speaking.

"That's the old man, this little boy doesn't know whose child came to us to see Miss, it's useless to persuade me, it's been a few days, I'm a bad old man can't do anything to such a child, right? Master, you came just in time, hurry up and tell him, let him go back!" The old man who guarded the door saw that the old monk was asking him for the reason, so he opened his mouth and told the old monk the truth roughly.

"I don't know why you have to see this little girl?" the old monk asked, after listening to the old man guarding the door, he looked down at the little boy.

"I, no, for no reason!" said the little boy, who lowered his head and hesitated for a moment.

"There's no reason, then I won't see her!" said the old monk in a deep voice.

"I, I dreamed of her in my dreams, in my dreams, in my dreams she asked me to come to her, I, I want to protect her for the rest of my life!" said the little boy through gritted teeth after a battle between heaven and man.

"Oh, then, you will do anything for her!" the old monk asked, not in a tone of question, but in a tone of affirmation.

"Hmm!" the little boy nodded resolutely without hesitation.

"Very good! The old man just has something to do, so the little donor will take you into this garden, not only so that you can see the girl, but maybe you can also stay with him, so that the cold can protect her! Seeing the little boy nodding, the old monk opened his mouth and said.

"Great, is this true?" Hearing the old monk's words, the little boy was overjoyed.

"Monks don't speak!" said the old monk with his hands folded.

"What does the master command?" said the little boy, looking up.

The old monk slowly squatted down, and then whispered something in the little boy's ear, and in the process of speaking, the little boy's face changed suddenly, becoming gloomy and preoccupied. In the end, the old monk got up, and the little boy fell into the battle between heaven and man, and it was obvious that what the old monk asked him to do was not easy.

"I'll go!" said the little boy in a deep voice after the battle between the heavens and the humans, and then turned to leave.

"This child's back is really a bit like you when you were young!" Looking at the little boy who was gradually moving away, the old monk spoke, and this was naturally said to the old man who was standing behind him.

"It's all a stubborn donkey!" said the old man at the gatekeeper, laughing to himself.

"Stubbornness has the benefit of stubbornness!"

"But sir, let a little child do this, okay?" said the old man at the door.

"Are you older than him when you first did something?" asked the old monk rhetorically.

"Yes!" the old man at the gate suddenly realized, "Look at this kid, he is also a good material, polish and polish, and he can become a talent!"

"What's the matter, do you want to take in apprentices?" the old monk asked, turning to look at the old man guarding the door.

"Accept apprentices? Hey, over the years, take one and die another! I'm afraid! Don't harm others, and don't waste such a good piece of material!" The old man at the gate sighed and said helplessly.

"What if I can promise to help you save him?" said the old monk in a deep voice with squinted eyes.

"Really?" asked the old man at the gate, too, narrowing his eyes.

"What do you think?"

"Then I'll thank you first!" said the old man at the door, and the two old men looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

The old man pushed open the gate, and the old monk walked into the huge garden, where a little girl in a green dress and with a strange appearance had been standing there waiting for some time.

"Big bald head, can that kid really protect me?" After seeing the old monk, the girl in Tsing Yi immediately asked.

"If he comes back alive, there is a glimmer of hope!" replied the old monk.

"Will he come back alive?" asked the little girl again.

"God knows!" said the old monk with a smile, and then led the girl in Tsing Yi slowly to the castle high in the garden.

The old man in the garden gatehouse watched the old monk and the girl in Tsing Yi go away, and then secretly left the garden he had guarded for many years. Over the years, this is the second time he has left his post without permission, the first time for a girl in Tsing Yi, and this time, for his only apprentice who has any hope of survival.

"Master, if it weren't for your old man's action, I might have died fifteen years ago!" The picture came to an abrupt end, and Zhou Qingliang, who was standing in front of the light curtain, couldn't help but sigh. That dusty memory resurfaced in my mind. (To be continued.) )