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Two people sit opposite, a man and a woman, the man has a round face and big ears, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, wearing a yellow-brown robe, looming the Buddha's light and treasure, he is a monk who has attained the Tao, he pinched a white chess piece with two fingers, and did not move for a long time.

The woman, dressed in a light gray short-dressed gown, wears a hat of the same color, holds a whisk in her hand, and has a serious face, sitting upright like a still stone.

The man of Jade was a young man, with a clean face, long hair tied back at the back of his head, and only a withered branch as a hairpin.

The wind on the cliff mountain is fierce, but it can't blow the corners of the clothes of these three people. They stared at the chessboard, not caring about the visitors.

There is no intention to fight on the chessboard, but there is also a suspicion of secret competition, in which the black and white are evenly matched, the layout of the two sides of this game of chess is exquisite, and those who have such chess power are afraid that they will not be able to play for a while.

This is what Zheng Guanzhi saw, but as soon as she finished thinking in her heart, she heard the sound of the falling son, but this son did not fall on the chessboard, but fell in the chess box, and then heard the monk sigh slightly, "Today is the Jingyue master who won." ”

Although he sighed, he did not hear regret or unwillingness.

Hearing this, Zheng Guan was greatly impressed in his heart, it seemed that the two of them had already seen the defeat of the sunspot, and such a strategic strategy was beyond her reach. She subconsciously went to see how the young man reacted, but saw that he bowed his head slightly, his face was slightly thoughtful and confused, and he seemed to be relieved, and it seemed that he had also come to the reason for the defeat of this high monk.

This person must not be underestimated, Zheng Wan thought to himself.

Master Jingyue was slightly silent, swept the dust, and the black and white pieces on the chessboard returned to the chess box, and then shook the dust, got up and rode the wind.

The senior monk turned his head slightly at this time, his eyes fell on Huzi, then on Zheng Guan, and then back on Huzi, smiling kindly, nodding incessantly.

Huzi looked at Gao Borrow's smooth head strangely and reached out to touch it.

The monk didn't dodge, and smiled and let the tiger touch and see enough.

Huzi finally touched his head again, laughed a few times, and in an instant, strands of hair on his head fell out.

Zheng Guan was shocked.

The young man on the other side was similarly shocked.

Unexpected again, Huzi knelt down at the monk and kowtowed three times, each with a loud sound.

The monk smiled with a smile on his face, and his voice was kind, "Good, good, good!" ”

Huzi smirked, as always.

At the right time, a gust of wind blew, and the remaining hair on his head disappeared without a trace.

"There is a way, there is a way...... the monk continued to praise.

Huzi responded with a simple laugh.

"Those who are silent, those who are silent, are precious." The monk continued.

"Heaven and earth have a way, and they are silent." He set his eyes on Zheng Guan, "Tan Yue worked tirelessly to bring him from thousands of miles, and he has his own fate." Now he worships my door, and I hope that Tan Yue will let go of this fate. ”

Zheng Wan smiled, she and her mind, she couldn't have taken Huzi to go down like this, but now that Huzi had found a home on her own, she had nothing else to ask for him. Moreover, this high monk is not an ordinary person, and following him, he is also a creation of the tiger.

Glancing at Huzi again, the faint affection formed by decades of getting along gradually dissipated in her eyes, she bowed her hand deeply, and said respectfully, "Master Lao." ”

"Master", a young voice came from afar, and before long, I saw his figure, it was a monk, his face was very young, he seemed to be no more than fifteen or sixteen, but when he saw his body, he was a young man.

When he looked at it again, Zheng Guan felt a little familiar, this was not the little monk who asked him to give him the storage bag in the Bitter Sea Secluded Stone Land, and it was one of the four holy monks of the White Horse Temple.

Since he called this high monk as his master, then this high monk thought that he was the Yayoi master of the White Horse Temple.

Thinking of this, Zheng Wan hurriedly saluted and said: "The younger generation is clumsy, and when he saw Master Yayoi, he didn't realize it. ”

Master Yayoi smiled kindly, "Tan's more courtesy." ”

As he spoke, Zheng Guan felt a gentle force lift her up.

At this time, the holy monk had already approached and muttered, "Master, the third senior brother is going to beat me again, you return the dragon falcon to me, so that I can escape." ”

"Qingxiang", Master Yayoi called out earnestly, "Don't worry about playing, you should learn from your third senior brother to be quiet." ”

Qingxiang's expression suddenly withered, but his eyes beaded, and he became playful again, and asked, "Master, then can you let the third senior brother learn my empathetic way of speaking?" ”

Master Yayoi coughed, his eyes swept around.

Qingxiang saw it but didn't know what it was, "Master, can you agree?" The third senior brother must listen to what you say, his mouth is really unforgiving, I can't stand it anymore......"

Master Yayoi's kind smile immediately showed to the greatest extent, and his eyes were full of kindness, which made people feel a little false and a little cunning.

When Qingxiang saw it, he immediately closed his mouth, he knew that whenever the master showed this kind of expression, it was a precursor to getting angry, so he hurriedly wanted to run: "Master, I still have something, I'll go first." ”

Master Yayoi beckoned, and the clear face that was about to go away seemed to be frozen in place, and he was thinking about how the master would punish him, but he heard the master say in a casual tone: "You take ......"

When he spoke, his eyes looked at Huzi, and then he thought for a moment, "There is a way in the surname, and the name is silent." You take Dao Bu to the treasury hall to find a set of monk's robes, and arrange a place for him to live. ”

Seeing that the master did not want to be punished, Qing Xiang immediately responded with great respect.

"Your third senior brother is waiting for you in the mountain gate hall, you take these two Tan Yue over, and let your third senior brother take them around the temple." Master Yayoi said again.

When Qingxiang heard the third senior brother, his face immediately became embarrassed, but he still respectfully responded.

Master Yayoi's words fell, and the figure immediately disappeared in place, and when it reappeared, it was on the edge of the cliff dozens of zhang away, where it was connected to the opposite mountain peak, and he was stepping on the rope, walking steadily. The peak at the other end of the rope is where the glazed pagoda of the White Horse Temple is located.

After Master Yayoi left, Qingxiang collapsed a face, swept the three people in front of him, and the focus of his eyes fell on the person who was named by the master, who was silent, extremely ordinary, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, with a silly smile on his face, he seemed to be very strong, if he did things in the firewood room, he would be very effective, this was his first thought, and then he thought about what the master cared about about him, so he would name him.

Youdao was silent and saw Qingxiang staring at him, smiling even more brightly, so he saw the broken tongue in his open mouth, and then his gaze was slightly deeper, and he muttered a few times in his mouth, "Silent, silent, there is a way, there is a way......" He seemed to be thinking, scratching his head and frowning from time to time, as if he couldn't understand.

After a moment, he sighed slightly and said, "Silent, two Tan Yue, please come with me." “

As he spoke, Qingxiang's gaze swept over the man and Zheng Guan like a dragonfly.

Zheng Guan smiled lightly.

Qingxiang's body that had just turned around suddenly turned back, his eyes were puzzled, and he fell on Zheng Wan again, his voice trembling a little, "But Zheng Tanyue?" (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. )