When Hou Shan and the old monk walked towards the pavilion, they found that there were several people standing at the entrance of the pavilion, glancing into the pavilion from time to time. They are the ones who are waiting for the house, and their task is to pay attention to their surroundings and keep an eye on Miss Qiu's situation.

So, what's the situation now?

Qiu Bao himself wanted to know.

When she returns to her body, her first task is to investigate her surroundings. Unfortunately, she found nothing, as if her anomaly was an illusion. After searching several times in a row, and using her divine sense to investigate around, she really couldn't find anything abnormal, so she had to sneak back to the pavilion as an ordinary person.

On the gazebo, several people from the waiting family were anxiously probing their brains, and they were relieved to see her come back, and only after learning that there was nothing wrong with her did they exit the gazebo and return her to peace. However, out of nowhere, a monk dressed in red and yellow clothes appeared, no, it was a lama who wore such clothes.

This lama seems to be forty or fifty years old, as tall as Qiu Bao, with a strong and rugged figure, but his demeanor is indifferent, and his eyes are warm and kind.

Seeing Qiu Bao, he muttered a bunch of words. Unfortunately, his dialect is more difficult to understand than the bird language of the little sparrow. Including those who were waiting for the house, they came over with a look of confidence, left dejectedly, and called the next helper with a headset to come to the rescue.

In the end, the three parties were out of line, trying to keep chattering on the side in the hope that the other party would understand. Qiu Bao, who was pulled out of half of the Divine Soul Fighting Method, was extremely tired, and began to doze off when she listened, so she simply leaned on the pillar of the pavilion and closed her eyes to recuperate, anyway, she didn't understand, and they communicated casually.

It's just that the lama is a well-thought-out person. Seeing that the target person ignored him, he himself did not want to waste his lips and tongues with the unfathomed, and meditated on another railing, muttering scriptures that others could not understand.

The lama chanted the sutras at a fast pace, and the tone was flat and undulating. I don't understand, so the listener has no intention, Qiu Bao is really a little drowsy and difficult to stay awake when listening to the song.

It wasn't until Hou Shan and the old monk entered the pavilion that the lama stopped chanting. Luckily. The old monk and the lama knew each other, and it seemed that they had a good relationship, and the two spoke in their own familiar language, and talked happily.

When Hou Shan's two came over. The sleepy-eyed Qiu Bao had already regained his consciousness and glared at the two of them vigilantly. She knew what the details of these two people were, and she was worried that they would team up to farm monsters.

"Baby? You okay? Hou Shan stretched out a hand to her, his eyes clear and peaceful.

Not perceiving the danger, Qiu Bao's heart was relieved. Yawned and subconsciously grabbed his hand, stood up and shook his head, "It's okay, what about you?" Done? "Try to concentrate on the boy's body.

Whip, her whip...... Where are they hidden? I can't feel the slightest breath, and he also has mustard seeds on his body? Then it's troublesome, and you have to find an opportunity to search for it.

Hou Shan hummed, remembering the pitiful appearance she had in her brain just now, and couldn't help but feel a burst of amusement. I had already told him that it would take a long time, so let her go back first and not listen. It is reported. This kind of laity who want to sleep when they hear the scriptures are the laity who have no wisdom roots.

The laity are good, and the smell of fireworks makes people feel at ease and feel safe. It's just that it's hard for her, and she can't even sleep peacefully.

The two of them came to the two monks and prepared to leave and go home.

Unexpectedly, when the lama saw Qiu Bao walking with a limp, he pointed to her feet and whispered again.

The old monk smiled and translated for the two: "The two donors are not strange, this is an intelligent master from Tibet, and he is Lao Na's best friend. He spoke the ancient Tibetan language. I can understand Mandarin, but I can't speak it. "He's too, so it's fate!

Hou Shan raised his eyebrows, there are many people in his family who can understand Tibetan dialect. The ancient Tibetan saying is unheard of, so it's no wonder everyone is at a loss.

The two young men hurriedly saluted the lama and exchanged friendships.

Then, the old monk said: "He said that if he can let him see the foot injury of the little benefactor, maybe he can cure it, and he should make a good fate." ”

Hou Shan knows the details of the old monk. Since the lama is a good friend with him, maybe the path is the same, and it would be best if he could cure it. Every time I saw her walk with a limp, I wiped the medicine and wine at home and didn't see any effect, I was worried that he would die.

Qiu Bao's thoughts were the opposite of him, and it was precisely because she knew that the old monk was powerful that she didn't dare to let the other party see it. However, before she could refuse, Hou Shan had already pressed her to sit on a stool in the pavilion with a roar, and squatted down to push her trouser legs higher, exposing half of her calf for the master to see.

At this point, it would seem strange to refuse again, and Qiu Bao could only be secretly vigilant.

There were no obvious scars on her calves, and there were no bruises or anything like that, just pain.

Strangely, the lama didn't even ask her why, and pressed the spot where she was injured by the whip very precisely, causing Qiu Bao to shrink in pain.

The master glanced at her apologetically, lowered his eyes, and pressed his right palm in the air against the wounded person, without touching the skin; The left hand made a gesture in front of her chest, and the words began to be muttered in her mouth, and the right hand gently rubbed three strokes in the air on her calf.

Qiu Bao felt a wave of warmth pass over her calves, and then saw the master stand up with his hands in satisfaction, and smiled slightly at her.

"The guru said it was okay." The old monk translated.

That's it? OK?! The two young men looked at each other incredulously.

Qiu Bao touched his calf suspiciously, as if it didn't hurt anymore.

"Get up and take a walk." Hou Shan encouraged her.

That's what it means! Qiu Bao got up and took two steps gently, it didn't hurt; Jumped twice more vigorously, hey! It doesn't hurt at all! simply kicked a few legs and somersaulted in the middle of the field, but it really didn't happen at all.

"It's really good!" She jumped back into the pavilion and looked in surprise at the two smiling monks.

This lama is so powerful! The point is that they didn't see the cause of her injury, which is great! Qiu Bao was secretly happy in his heart.

"Thank you, Master, for your kind help!" Hou Shan hurriedly thanked the two powers.

He is worthy of being a high-ranking monk outside the world, not only has a wide range of knowledge, extraordinary ability, but also a compassionate heart.

Qiu Bao also hurriedly came over to thank him, but the old monk translated for the master and said, "Actually, the master and this female benefactor hit it off at first sight......

Hou Shan's smile stiffened slightly, his eyebrows jumped, and he was familiar at first sight? I don't think it's one-sided, right? She was clearly sleeping.

Sure enough, there is no such thing as a free lunch.

The old monk continued: "...... He said that the female benefactor has a deep relationship with my Buddha, and intends to invite the female donor to participate in the grand event of the first ****** of the little living Buddha, I don't know if I would like to be invited? ”

Little Living Buddha? The first ****** event?

Qiu Bao twisted his eyebrows, his father in his previous life liked to take his family to various pujas the most. She was young at the time, it didn't matter, she slept everywhere, she had never tried to participate in a sober way, and it was in vain to go, not to mention that she may not be able to enter now.

However, the monk healed her leg injury, and since he had invited her, she could not go there. Going away at the invitation is fulfilling her promise, and it is not her fault that she eats behind closed doors.

If she can't get in, she will come back and be a tourist...... (To be continued.) )

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