Chapter 388: The Man Who Trusts
Master Huineng didn't say that he was in the Great Jin Dynasty, and even in several surrounding countries, he was quite famous, and such a high monk praised by everyone was actually the one who trapped the old man here for fifty years?
"It seems that the old monk hasn't changed his name, you all know him." The old man smiled.
In fact, when the old man said that he was a monk at the beginning, Mu Zi was still speculating, could it be that the person was afraid that the old man would be counted? Robbed them of their monk's work?
But that person is Master Huineng...... Mu Zi instinctively felt that this senior monk could not be such a stingy person.
"You...... What is the relationship with Master Huineng? Mu Zi asked cautiously.
"We're very good friends." The old man said, with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes, "He died...... Oh, the monk is called Yuanli, and the **** of his Yuanshan faintly felt it, pinched his fingers, and knew that he was no longer there. ”
"Although I have never counted numerology for myself, but at first, it was too boring, and I often counted him." The old man regained his old cheerful appearance.
Speaking of this, the smile that had just been put on his face quickly dispersed again, and his voice was lonely and sad, "I obviously calculated that he would live a hundred years old, and I counted countless times, and I said that he would live a long life, yes, and then I calculated that he died, and I suspected for the first time that my arithmetic was wrong." ”
It turns out that they are such good friends? No wonder Master Huineng can calculate the old man exactly the same points.
Xue Jincheng already vaguely knew the answer in his heart.
For example, today, whether it is the court or the rivers and lakes, I am afraid that no one can compete with the old man in terms of mechanical skills, if he had not hid in this deep mountain, I am afraid that he would have been co-opted by several forces.
Xue Jincheng understood the role of organs in the war too well.
Once a new weapon is developed and the wolf smoke rises again, what will happen to the people?
With such a skillful craftsman, Hui Hui could not watch him become the blade of any force, and could not bear to offend these forces and end up not being good, so he simply made a bet to see him trapped in this small world.
"After he passed away, I thought a lot, he should have deliberately not let me appear in front of everyone, he should be protecting me." The old man's voice was low, and there was a faint flash of water in his eyes.
"Didn't you set a time for this bet in the first place?" Mu Zi felt a lot of emotion in her heart, could it be that such a master worthy of being praised for thousands of years would really be trapped in this cave until he died?
Although the layout here is much more beautiful than the outside world, he is the only one after all.
"Nope." The old man smiled, remembering the flamboyant energy of his youth, "At that time, I was very confident that I would only need a day or two at most, I would be able to open this box, and then I would be free to roam the rivers and lakes, and occasionally when I was in a good mood, I could also pretend to be a tricky warlock and be free!" Where did you ever think that this time, fifty years have passed! ”
"However, he must have a reason for not letting me out. When I was younger, I was frivolous and didn't have many friends, but he was the person I trusted the most! The old man reached out and stroked the texture of the box, as if to greet an old friend.
When Xue Jincheng looked at the box just now, Mu Zi also sat aside and looked at it, and neither of them found anything suspected of having an opening.
Becoming more and more curious about this box, Mu Zi hesitated for a moment and asked, "Senior, you never thought of sawing open this box to see what was inside?" Maybe it's a letter from Master Huineng? ”
(To be continued.) )