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Everything in front of you can only be explained by these two words.

I can't care so much, what I'm thinking about now is to hurry back to find Muyang, only by staying by his side, maybe I can have a sense of security.

"Whoa! Crash! ”

I was waiting for the car, there was a sound behind me, I turned my head suspiciously, and an old monk with a smile on his face appeared behind me at some point.

The monk was dressed in a robe, with a white goatee hanging from his mouth, his face was wrinkled, and he looked a little sloppy, and he looked like he was sixty or seventy years old. He held a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and it was from this bead that the sound came out.

Seeing that he turned his head, the corners of his mouth turned slightly, and the skin around him was raised, revealing a strange smile.

"Amitabha, this benefactor, the old man's name is Guangren, and the Dharma name is Mengshen, who came from Wutai Mountain and traveled to the West."

The old monk's voice is very special, although he is old, the voice in his voice is like a magnet, soft with a little fortitude.

"Courteous! I don't know what Master Guangren has to do? ”

I followed the appearance of a monk on TV, turned into a palm knife with one hand, and bowed slightly.

Although I don't know if this monk is real or not, or what his purpose is, basic politeness must be there.

"This benefactor, forgive the old man for being blunt, the old man sees that your Yin Tang is black, your eyes are godless, your lips are cracked, your tongue is scorched, and your spirit is scattered. There will be a bloody disaster within a few days, it is better to listen to the old man's words, only 800 yuan of merit fee, the old man will definitely be able to help you turn evil into good fortune. ”

Guangren smiled slightly, from beginning to end in one go, without napping.

"! You have only been blackened, and within a few days there will be a plague of blood. ”

I gave him a blank look, what is the world now, and he came out to cheat money, besides, this should have been the mantra of the Taoist priests in the rivers and lakes, but now it is actually used by the old monk as an excuse to cheat money.

"Amitabha, the monks don't speak, the ancestors have been enlightened for three generations, how can they deceive you."

When Hirohito heard my words, he didn't get angry, but laughed even harder.

"Come on, I don't have any money, you can find someone else!"

I waved my hand, turned my head and was about to leave, but this guy was one step ahead of me and stood in front of me first.

"Listen to me, the old man doesn't mean to cheat you out of money, so why are you stubborn?"

Guangren's face changed, and seeing that I didn't believe his words, he was obviously in a hurry.

"It's you who is stubborn, I said I don't have any money, you want money and you can find someone else."

I glared at him angrily, this kind of charlatan, of course, can't give him a good face.

Guangren was stunned, shook his head slightly, and continued to sigh.

"No matter what, no matter what, meeting is fate, since we met today, then the old man will not accept the donor's money, you give your wrist to the old man, and the old man will help you take a look at the bad luck?"

The old monk was still stalking, and after thinking about it, the car didn't come anyway, so there was nothing wrong with showing him.

"Don't you really want money?"

I asked tentatively, for fear that he would blackmail me afterwards.

"The old man guarantees his personality and will never take a penny from the donor."

Guangren said categorically.

"Okay, look."

Seeing what he said righteously, I couldn't shirk it anymore, so I stretched out my arm in front of Guangren.

Hirohito rubbed his hands together, holding the sleeve of his shirt in one hand and placing the other hand flat on my wrist.

When his hand touched my wrist, a warm current hit, and a wave of heat spread into my body little by little with his hand.

The heat wave gradually grew larger after entering my body, completing a large cycle of weeks in my body, and slowly returning to my wrist.

"This monk really has some skills."

I couldn't help but look at the same Hirohito.

It's just that his expression is a little complicated now, his brows are furrowed, and the already wrinkled brows are stacked together at this time, looking very ugly.

"Hiss~"

The old monk took a sharp breath of cold air, his eyes instantly widened at the boss, and the expression on his face became more and more complicated, and finally he suddenly withdrew his right hand and took two steps back.

"What are you...

Before I could speak, Guangren took the lead in asking, his tone was very excited, and his eyes stared at me a little panicked.

"What am I? I'm just me, fireworks of different colors. ”

I replied casually.

"It's different, it's different. A different kind of pyrotechnic ....."

Guangren muttered to himself, his emotions as if he was extremely excited. In the end, he simply put his hands together and bowed his hands.

"My Buddha is compassionate, three hundred years, I didn't expect that the old man would be lucky enough to meet the golden cicada boy in his lifetime. Amitabha, Amitabha. ”

Guangren wiped his tears and muttered to himself, and what he said was the Tao, which made me stunned.

"What gold is not gold, and children are not children?"

"Zhang San, I thought you kid died!"

While I was stunned, a familiar shouting came from across the road.

When I looked closely, it was Muyang, this kid.

I told him that I got off work at ten o'clock in the morning, and it was almost twelve o'clock now, and I hadn't gone back yet, so he must be in a hurry, so I came over.

"How are you?"

This sentence was exhaled by Muyang and Guangren in front of me at the same time.

Surprised, I saw Muyang's face change, and then strode over and stared at Guangren for a long time.

"Why are you here?"

Mu Yang's face was gloomy and he spoke coldly.

"Amitabha, no wonder the magpie is the head today, and the old man can actually meet two nobles here, which is really a blessing for three lives!"

Guangren smiled and bowed slightly to Muyang.

"You know?"

I walked up to Mu Yang in confusion, why is this old monk so weird, and what does it mean that Mu Yang and I appeared at the same time? The day before yesterday, even the black and white impermanence said the same! Could it be that there is really something between me and Muyang that I don't know?

"If you have time, you must ask Muyang."

I thought to myself.

"Lao Qu had a relationship with the Muyang donor in Wutai Mountain, so he can be regarded as acquaintance!"

Guangren said lightly.

"I wonder what Master Hirohito is doing here?"

Muyang glanced at Guangren and spoke in a slightly slower tone.

Guangren looked around, saw that there was no one, and lowered his voice and said, "About the Nine Lives Cat Demon!" ”

"Nine-Lives Cat Demon?"

Mu Yang was obviously a little taken aback and looked around.

"Master Guangren, let's say it in another place!"

Mu Yang waved his hand, stopped a taxi, and rushed to school.

More than ten minutes later, when I arrived at the school dormitory, I poured a cup of tea for Guangren, and Guangren still politely said thank you.

"Master Guangren, that cat demon ran away?"

After Mu Yang sat upright, he asked, not wanting to avoid me at all.

"Yes, a few days ago, there was something wrong with the seal of the Demon Refining Palace, and the demons and monsters in the hall took the opportunity to escape, but they have all been recovered, only the cat demon escaped here, and I hereby come to subdue the cat demon in the name of Yunyou."

Guangren said, took a sip of tea, and his expression was a little solemn.