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Zhao Yuan replied: "The Buddha Hall is a city for all living beings, and the master will come in." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a monk wearing a hat and a tie and holding a tin staff walked in. The brim of his hat was pressed low, and he couldn't see his face clearly. But judging by his size, he should be a young man in his early twenties.

The monk walked up to Zhao Yuan and Yunyang, clasped his hands together, and bowed, which was regarded as gratitude. After thanking him, he turned and walked to the opposite wall, crossed his legs, and sat down.

Zhao Yuan saw that he didn't have any particularly abnormal behavior, and the vigilance in his heart was lowered a little. But he also understands that the whereabouts of first-class masters are haunting, and unless there is something important, they will not appear in such a wilderness.

Of course, at this time, he can only hope that the important things of this master have nothing to do with him.

The first is not to let the monk doubt his identity. So Zhao Yuan did not return to the fire like just now, but sat down beside Yunyang.

He tucked the cloak on Yunyang's body, then gently took Yunyang's hand and put her hand in his arms to warm it - just like all loving couples make small gestures when they are intimate.

How could Yunyang have expected him to make such a move, and blood gushed on his head when he landed. She wanted to pull her hand out of Zhao Yuan's arms, but Zhao Yuan's hand was tightly clamping around her like a big iron tongs. No matter how she struggled, Zhao Yuan's side didn't move at all.

Not only that, but his face kept moving forward. When he almost touched Yunyang's nose, Zhao Yuan quickly glanced at the monk next to him, and then gave Yunyang a look.

Yunyang immediately understood what he meant: "This person is a master, and the two of us have to pretend to be a husband and wife who go out to visit relatives, so as to hide people's eyes." ”

With the last adventure in the inn, Yun Yang can be regarded as having some understanding of the ability of this so-called "master", and he also knows that Zhao Yuan's caution is not unreasonable.

So she nodded lightly and leaned obediently on Zhao Yuan's shoulder. But his eyes couldn't help but peek at the monk. I saw him sitting with his hands on his knees, his eyes closed, silent, motionless, I don't know whether he was asleep or settled.

Suddenly, Yun Yang felt Zhao Yuan's body lean forward slightly, and the hand he was holding tightened suddenly, and his eyes looked at the door.

He sensed another person coming from outside the temple gate.

Sure enough, after a while, there was a sound of heavy and dragging footsteps from far and near, and it could be heard that the people who came this time were very tired.

I heard a "bang", a thick wooden stick came in first, and then a chubby figure came in in the moonlight: "There is still fire here?" I'm in luck today! ”

The person who came was a middle-aged man, with a foreign hat on his head, a gold silk suit, and a shy general's belly, like a businessman who went out to run goods.

When he came in and saw the people in the Buddhist hall, he immediately smiled and saluted with fists: "Thank you for letting me stay overnight!" ”

The meditating monk naturally ignored him, and Zhao Yuan and Yunyang had no expression. The man wasn't annoyed, he still walked back in with a grin, and his eyes swept around Yunyang's face as he walked.

Coming to the fire, the man greedily took a breath of hot air, put down his bag, and stretched out his hands to roast beside the fire.

Zhao Yuan turned his head and looked in the direction of the temple gate again, but this time his body did not react nervously.

There was a sound of small, messy footsteps, and two elderly women walked in with each other's arms.

They were all dressed in dark coarse cloth and wore hairpins on their heads. The oldest ones are in their sixties, and the younger ones are forty-five or sixteen years old.

But I heard the younger woman say, "Mother-in-law, go to the fire and roast." It's too cold tonight. So saying, he leaned over the fire with the old woman in his arms.

When the fat merchant saw them coming, he stepped aside, arched his hand with a smile, and said, "Sister-in-law, why did you two women appear in this ruined temple at night?" Are you also a trader? ”

The older woman replied, "I won't tell you anything, our mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are going to the grave of my son who died in a foreign country." Before coming here, there was no shop in the village, and there was no place to stay, so I walked here. ”

Then, she bowed to the others in the Buddha hall and said, "I hope that all good people will not dislike our mother-in-law and daughter-in-law." ”

What expressions did the monk and Zhao Yuan have, Yun Yang looked at her and smiled and nodded.

Seeing that no one spoke, the fat businessman made a round: "What do you dislike, they are all sleeping in the open air, who dislikes whom!" His voice suddenly changed: "However, it is very dangerous for you two women to walk at night." It's been a lot of trouble here lately! ”

"I heard that there is a ringing horse thief who is haunted in this mountain. Many people were robbed, not only were their belongings robbed, but in the end, even their own lives were robbed, and no one was seen alive or dead. I just don't know where to go! ”

Listening to the fat merchant's words, the two women's expressions changed in fright, and they hurriedly said, "We don't usually go out, so we don't know about such things. If that's the case, you'll be looking for a place to stay before it's dark. ”

Yunyang listened to his words and couldn't help but gasp when he remembered what happened to him in the carriage. She turned her head to look at Zhao Yuan, and said, "Look, there is a horse thief, I'm not wrong!" ”

Zhao Yuan glanced at her, raised his sword eyebrows, and raised his eyes to stare coldly at the young monk.

Judging from the pace when he entered the door just now, the fat businessman's footsteps were heavy, and it seemed that he had some martial arts skills, but it was just some rough boxing techniques that did not need to practice internal skills.

Not to mention the two women, who were scattered in their steps and did not know anything at all.

But the monk, the more he looked at it, the stranger it became. Although he sat there motionless, Zhao Yuan could feel that he had been breathing his internal strength, not like he wanted to rest, but as if he was waiting for something.

At this time, the fat merchant was chatting happily with the two women, and the stars were flying wildly: "I heard that those horse thieves are ruthless, and it is said that hundreds of people have been robbed, and they all do not know where to go." ”

"Some people say that they were killed and buried on the spot, but they can't find blood, and most of them were buried alive."

When the woman in her forties heard this, she felt very cruel, and she couldn't help but let out an "oops" in her mouth.

The fat merchant didn't care about her, and continued to talk to himself: "Some people say that they fed the wolf with eight pieces, but what do you say that the wolf is so powerful, and he can't even see the bones in one night......"

After he said this, Zhao Yuan felt that the monk's aura had changed, and his originally closed eyes also opened, and he glanced at the fat merchant with some disgust.

Just this small action made Zhao Yuan vigilant: "This monk ...... What does he want to do? ”