Hearing my proposal, the old ghost couldn't help but roll his eyes, and said Do you really think that all the demons and monsters in the South China Sea can be accepted?

If I say no, then why are our masters called demons, demons, ghosts, and monsters?

Look at me more seriously, the old ghost couldn't help laughing, and said Then do you think it's better for you to accept him as an apprentice, or for me to accept him as an apprentice?

I said don't look at him being made like a dog by that fat monk Yes, but he is actually very strong. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The old ghost said that I can naturally see it, if it is compared. You and I may not be this man's opponent.

Did I say yes?

The old ghost smiled slightly, and said that he didn't know, and that he would have to wait for everyone to try it.

The two chatted casually, drove all the way, and stopped the car in the morning, the blind old man's RV was very powerful, and the kitchen stove was all available, so we enjoyed a hearty breakfast during the trip.

And while we were having breakfast, the blind old man discussed with us what was going to happen.

If we rush to the Hanging Temple in such a stunned way, and tell them that someone is going to come and deal with them, and that we are going to take away the black relics that the Hanging Temple is responsible for suppressing, I am afraid that they will think that we are all crazy and mentally ill.

Or they will capture us, just like the Zen master Wu did with a blind old man.

This is called self-casting.

The blind old man Wang Donglai talked to us about the Hanging Temple, saying that the original Hanging Temple was in the northwest area, which was well-known, and was the first chair of Zen Buddhism, and also broke out of the many religions of Tibetan Buddhism, shamanism and Islam, with many believers and several masters, very confident.

However, all this was shattered by an incident ten years ago.

There were some people in the Hanging Temple who were involved in the Huangshan Dragon Python incident. Most of the people were buried in that accident - this is nothing, after all, I don't know how many people died in the rivers and lakes at that time, the key is that a disciple of the Hanging Temple really offended the Maoshan Sect, and also offended the black hand Shuangcheng that was in full swing.

Although later, the Maoshan Sect did not make much trouble with the Hanging Temple. But with the monk Nazhihan being captured alive from Southeast Asia by the Black Hand Twin Cities and sentenced to death in public, the situation of the Hanging Temple became a little embarrassing.

First of all, that is, the people in the rivers and lakes don't look down on the Hanging Temple, and they think that these monks eat fasting and chant Buddha all day long, but they don't do anything good, and they actually raise a beast like a monk Zhifan.

Then there is the distancing.

originally had a good relationship, but gradually there was less contact; And those who didn't have any contact in the first place regarded the Hanging Temple as air, or avoided it.

Gradually, the number of new monks in the temple became fewer and fewer, and they became more and more alienated from the outside world, deviating from the mainstream society.

It's like growing old and dying in despair and loneliness.

The most typical example, it stands to reason that the Hanging Temple, as a former famous family in the rivers and lakes, is absolutely impossible to mix with big thieves and villains like the Wilderness Dart and Mao Yima, because of disdain.

And now that Zen Master Wu is actually in the same league with this group of people, he can feel that the Hanging Temple is willing to fall.

Regardless of whether the Hanging Temple itself knows about this matter or not, it must be on the table if it is not used for supervision.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that Huang Yanggui and Cheng Cheng will set their sights on the Hanging Temple, because even if something happens to them, the rivers and lakes will not have much to do with this matter.

Anyway, in everyone's impression, the Hanging Temple is not a good place to go, and something happened. Isn't it well deserved?

I don't know how many people would have such thoughts.

The old ghost and I are also a little helpless about this matter.

In fact, compared to the blind old man's worries about the Hanging Temple, the focus of my attention and the old ghost fell on Huang Yanggui.

Our goal. is to find this person, and then force me to find out the whereabouts of my master's South China Sea Sword Demon.

Whether it is dead or transferred, you have to give an explanation.

Other than that, we don't care what kind of damage and loss the Hanging Temple will suffer in this incident.

I asked the blind old man what his opinion was, and he was silent for a moment, and then said to us, "Zen Master Huijing has an apprentice, and when I was practicing under the Zen Master's seat, he used to be with me, and we had a little friendship. Now that he is in charge of the kitchen of the Hanging Temple, he is also a character, and my idea is to get in touch with him while he is out shopping......"

I was stunned. Did I hear it wrong, what is he in charge of?

The blind old man said seriously: "You heard it right, he is now in charge of the kitchen of the Hanging Temple, and is in charge of the food of the entire Hanging Temple......

The old ghost touched his nose. Speaking of the kitchen, doesn't it sound like a big shot?

The blind old man said: "Now the abbot of the Hanging Temple is the younger brother of the Huijing Zen Master, the Huineng Zen Master, this Zen Master's heart is not very wide, his cronies and disciples are in charge of all the important positions of the Hanging Temple, and the children of other side lines basically have no way to ascend to the throne......"

I coughed my throat and said I really didn't expect that there would be so much in the temple of a broken monk?

The blind old man said that the Hanging Temple has been inherited for thousands of years, although it has fallen in recent years, but in the entire temple, there are more than 300 monks practicing, and the teeth and tongue will still bump and bump, so many people are together, it is inevitable that there will be some discord.

I mean, the question is, what can a chef do?

The blind old man said that there were many things he could do, such as getting us to the monastery and waiting for the guys to arrive. Kill one of them by surprise.

The old ghost clapped his palms and said that's good, just do it.

I didn't go with him, but asked a question: "There are more than 300 people in the Hanging Temple, if the precautions are tighter." So what else is the threat of the gang of yellow ghosts? Why do I think it's them to be scared? ”

The blind old man said that although the number of people was three hundred, not everyone in the Hanging Temple was a cultivator, and even if it were, it might not be able to produce many masters......

I nodded. Got it.

After breakfast, we continued our journey and finally arrived at a place called Utu Miren.

Utu Meiren is a Mongolian word meaning "long river".

The blind old man's RV was a bit dazzling, so he found a place to stop. Then got into our buggy.

In the distance, there were endless grasslands and mountains, and the blind old man pointed to the highest peak in his field of vision, and said to us: "There is a White Wolf Valley over there, and the Hanging Temple is built on the mountain wall of the White Wolf Valley, although the Hanging Temple is not famous in the northwest nowadays. But because many families in this neighborhood have children who practice on it, it is best not to mention the Hanging Temple in front of people, so as not to cause more trouble. ”

We nodded, said okay, and asked what happened next?

The blind old man said that Mandu Ratu was responsible for the food of the entire Hanging Temple, and although there was a large amount of flour and barley in the temple, he would occasionally come out to purchase some daily necessities, as well as vegetables and fruits; He was not well received in the temple, and he was very depressed, and I think he would have figured out to breathe......

I said are you sure?

The blind old man grinned and said that this depends on our luck, what do you say?

The car drove all the way into the village, and under the guidance of the blind old man, we came to the house of a man named Bagan.

He knocked on the door, and a large man with a beard and a beard dressed in traditional Mongolian clothes walked out. When they saw him, they called out "Marsan" and hugged him tightly.

We drove the car into the yard, and then the host got mare's milk tea to entertain us, and I asked. Only then did I know that the blind old man had saved his life for this Bagan.

It is precisely because of this origin that he came here directly.

The blind old man must have been familiar with this bagan, and soon after he sat down, he talked to him about wanting to see Mandu Latu, and asked him if he would see him in the next few days. Help him pass a message, saying that Wang Donglai wants to see him, and asks if he is willing to come to see him.

Bagen is a simple man, and after hearing the order, he nodded hurriedly and said okay, he will definitely do it.

He told his son, who was thirteen or fourteen years old, to run to the market and keep an eye on it, and then beckoned his mother-in-law to arrange the food, and asked his eldest daughter to help us tidy up the place where we would rest at night.

Bagan's eldest daughter was called Qiqige, which means flower. It's a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl with a spring in mind.

When she saw the tall and handsome old ghost, her cheeks immediately turned crimson, giving birth to many girlish feelings, and she also showed the unique enthusiasm of Mongolian girls, which made the old ghost a little unbearable.

We stayed at Bagan's house that day. The dinner was actually roasted whole lamb, which shows how much importance Bagen attaches to the arrival of the blind old man.

We stayed at Bagan's house for two days, and when everyone was going crazy, the second boy of Bagan's family came back from the market and said that he had seen Mandu Latu. And he has already brought the words, but whether he will come or not, I don't know.

The blind old man said how did he reply to you?

The young man took a sip of snot and said that the Zen master said he knew.

The blind old man frowned and said he didn't say anything else?

The boy shook his head.

The blind old man asked again, "Is there anyone else beside him?"

The boy said that there were two apprentices, they were buying vegetables in the market, and there was a boss bargaining......

Seeing that he could not ask anything else, the blind old man waved his hand and let him go, and then said with some confusion, "Why is this so?" ”

His granddaughter said Grandpa, don't people remember you?

The blind old man smiled bitterly and said that after practicing together for five years, how can he say that he will forget if he forgets such affection?

His mood was a little depressed, until in the afternoon, there was a knock on the far door, and someone asked in a low voice outside: "May I ask Wang Donglai, is Brother Wang here?" ”

When I heard this, I hurriedly went out of the window and saw a middle-aged monk walking slowly into the courtyard.

This man is Mandu Latu?

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