With the fire branch thrown by the old monk, between the light of the fire, the three thieves in black suits could see it at a glance. was discovered, Zhang Xusheng was not stunned, and directly pulled the young man forward, and Zhou Hehong hurriedly followed.

"Ho, today is the temple little Bodhisattva Doha, this is coming wave after wave, who are the few of you? I always felt restless, and thought it was because of the burial of the gods, so I walked carefully all the way, and waited until I left the area to rest, or the dog who was not at ease, with his super sensitive sense of smell carefully investigated and groped for a long time, only to find that there was a small bug, actually was followed all the way, originally wanted to withdraw immediately, but after thinking about it, it was more terrible than death, and it was nothing?

"You old monk, you're still such a scoundrel. The shadow worm is indeed what I am waiting for, but I just want to go to the Difenkun area together, so please explore the way. This old monk estimated that it was about the same. Zhang Xusheng said slowly, not caring at all, the tense atmosphere on both sides. On the old monk's side, he was still kind and kind-eyed, and he looked like he had no quarrel with the world, but the little monk beside him, when he saw a black-clothed young man coming from the opposite side, he beckoned very kindly and strangely.

"Haha, what Zhang Shizhu said is wrong, the old monk I am doing right, sitting upright, how can I have such an unbearable means. It's not like some thieves who steal chickens and dogs. I can't see the daylight. The old monk's breezy and gentle words made the wrinkled old man's face suddenly change, and the middle-aged man next to him also changed angrily, and when he wanted to rush up and beat the monk, the old man next to him hurriedly grabbed him.

"Ha, your old bald donkey is really enough, why don't you stay at ease in your Heavenly Burial Temple to eat fast and recite Buddha, why did you run out and provoke Hongchen. Do you want to return to the Tao again?" The old man who grabbed the fourth junior brother was not lenient in his mouth, and directly said the details of the old monk.

And the dog master who watched the two groups of people arguing on the side was not happy, although the Heavenly Burial Temple was famous, but he couldn't care about the Dark Night City, these two didn't seem to take him seriously. Just when the dog master wanted to break the net. The old monk, who had a strong mouth with the old man in black, looked at him and said lightly.

"You Black Devil Army are also going to join the team, what about the leading Black Yama?

In a few words, he directly scared the dog master who was about to do it, looking at an unfathomable old monk, and seemed to be very familiar with Lord Yama between the words. So, the dog master pressed his mind, grabbed a few subordinates next to him who were waiting to use the knife, and said respectfully: "This master, you have an old relationship with my Lord Yama?

Looking at the black evil army's deferential servant appearance, Zhang Xusheng, who had long been unaccustomed to this old monk, said sarcastically: "What master, he just can't learn the Tao, and he can't enter the Heavenly Burial Temple to chant scriptures with green lanterns." Also masters, bullshit. It's a comparison with Xuanqing Sect's idiotic behavior of chanting Buddha and can't stop killing intent. ”

"Zhang Shizhu's words are inevitably too mean, the grievances between the poor road and you stealing the door are not something that will be clear for a while, as for the black army and the black Yama, he is familiar with it, but I don't know if he dares to admit the poor road. ”

"Hmph, grievances? I can't tell you for a while, and you are embarrassed to say that at the beginning, you, the idiot, got acquainted with the three of my masters, and experienced the world together, but because of a woman, the three of them parted ways. One is also vulgar and has entered the Tao, raised the killing knife, and wants to come to the Tao with killing; the other closes his heart, cuts off the relationship, and only cares about the affairs of the sect; and you, what is the fate is unreachable, the Tao cannot be obtained, it is better to enter the empty door. The three of them have not been together for more than a hundred years. This bullshit is a bit of a thing, you guys can actually remember it for more than a hundred years. I still remember the grudge, and you've been chanting the scriptures to the bullshit every day. ”

"You thief just can't spit out ivory, what do you remember if you don't remember this, you are old, and there are not many things you can remember. The holy thief in your family, who claims to be the holy hand of love, 'Mo Hand in Hand', is not the same as closing his heart, the poor monk saw through it, and escaped directly into the empty door, and he was a hundred. The one in your family saw through the relationship, but he was reluctant to enter the sect, did not enter the empty door, closed the door of his heart, what is the difference between it and the poor road. It's just 50 steps and 100 steps of laughter. ”

"Master, can you stop bickering, since meeting is fate, it's better to lick your face, sit down together, drink wine and eat meat, and mention what past grievances. "The dog master of the Black Evil Army saw that this old monk really knew his own Black Yama, so he directly invited the monk to sit down with the black-clothed thief. As for the Heavenly Burial Temple, a well-informed place like Night City, naturally knows his identity, the seven major temples of Buddhism in the world, the Heavenly Burial Temple can enter the top three, as a monk who enters the Buddha from the Tao and holds the position of the Heavenly Burial Temple, he is at least at the same level as Lord Yama, and at this time, even if this mission fails, he can be punished less; The dog master who wanted to make a match licked his face and invited the old monk to sit down; it would be easier to steal the door here, and gave the old man the shadow insect he had caught before, and said two innocuous jokes, and invited the old man and the middle-aged man to go over.

The old monk listened to the words of the black army, and did not say too much, anyway, this line of work, it was rubbing the smell of meat and wine, so he walked directly through the bonfire, came to the place where the dog master was sitting, sat cross-legged, and pulled the little monk next to him to sit down, from the wild goat roasted on the bonfire, tore off a large piece of meat, and gave it to the little monk next to him who had been smelling the meat for a long time. The old man in black on the other side ignored everyone, and directly pulled the pale-faced young man to sit opposite the old monk, and the middle-aged man followed. Seeing that the two groups of people were not arguing, the dog master sat down peacefully and said to his subordinates.

"Brothers, take out all the good wine and meat, and invite this master and the brothers who steal the door to taste it. After speaking, some of the armor soldiers of the Black Evil Army took out a jar of good wine from the Qiankun bag, and some took out a large piece of barren ox leg from the Qiankun bracelet, and got busy, while watching this scene, Zhou Hehong, who was a foodie, was hungry to death, and really envied that this group of people came to the God Burial Mountain and prepared so well. So, the middle-aged man didn't see anything but picked up a piece of wild beef leg, put it on the bonfire, skillfully took out oil, cumin, dogwood, fine spices and other seasonings from the dipping pile on the side, and brushed while dipping the sauce. The young man beside him also took the goat meat handed to him by the old man and feasted on it like a little monk.

"Monk, what are you doing this trip? Why are you willing to come out of the Heavenly Burial Temple? The master of my family has not left for decades with the obsessive old ways of the Xuanqing Sect. The old man who was talking to the old monk opposite while eating meat couldn't help muttering in his heart at this time. The old monk can't do it, Xuanqing is stupid, and he is not a thousand sorrows, and a hundred years ago he was also a handsome man, and he was in the limelight, and the three of them led the way. But in the end, it ended up in such a situation.

"Poor Dao was invited, but you stole the door, when the robbery was coming, how could you also hit the idea to the Divine Burial Mountain, you are not afraid that 61, 62, 63 will trouble you?"

"Heh, those few are okay with me, and I am not the one who robbed the door and the dog. Coming to the god burial mountain is naturally an important matter. It's you, when did you have an extra apprentice. ”

After listening to the words of the wrinkled old man opposite, the old monk looked at the little monk next to him who was grimacing with the black-clothed young man opposite. Touched his bald head. Said kindly: "Haha, the old monk is so old, there is not much time left, so I have to find someone to pass on the mantle." The disciples can't count on it, so they have to count on the disciples. But when did you steal the door and have such a small thief?"

Seeing that the old man was tearing the meat on the bonfire for the black-clothed young man, the old monk looked surprised, he had known each other for a long time, and Xiang Laohan, a person who had been alone for a long time and had no heirs, would never bring a young man who was not related to him to this sacred burial mountain.

"Haha, as long as your old monk has a mantle, can't I be an old man?" Listening to the monk's words, the old man said with a disdainful face.

The old monk didn't mind the words of the old man opposite, but with the help of the burning bonfire, the old monk began to seriously look at the black-clothed young man opposite. His face was pale, his face was bloodless, his eyes were blank, and his hands were white as if he had never seen the light. Looking at his face again, he looks at it with the art of Buddhism, but how he looks at it and how he feels wrong. So, the old monk couldn't help but whisper to the old man opposite:

"Master Zhang, you don't have to be poor, you also know that although the essence of Buddhism in my Heavenly Burial Temple is not the deepest, the art of contemplating physiognomy is still one or two. The poor monk looks at this young man, he is definitely not a person in your door, and he has no blessing, no kinship, and no cultivation for him, and there is no blessing for you to steal the door. Since he saw that this young man was not a thief, the old monk no longer counted him down with the words of a thief.

After listening to the words of the old monk, the old man and the middle-aged man couldn't help but be stunned, the physiognomy of the Heavenly Burial Temple is almost not as bad as the Tianji Pavilion, but now these words come, the young man he met halfway, his life experience and fate are too miserable, and they follow each other all the way, and the two who are already good-hearted still have some feelings for the young man.

"You old monk is talking nonsense, you know what a fart. The old man who concealed his inner thoughts drank in his mouth, but his tone was not as strong as before.

The scene suddenly became embarrassing again, and he continued to flip the grill on the side, but his mind was no longer on the leg of the barren cow, and he was also thinking about the words of the old monk in his heart, the young man was met by them from the Divine Burial Mountain, and there is no need to say whether he has cultivated for this, the young man's body is as empty as a wilderness, and the middle-aged man has used Dao Qi to probe several times, but it is like a cow entering the wilderness, and he can't find the path of qi at all, and the dantian that precipitates the sea of qi. And the kinship, he and the old man also asked, but the young man didn't know anything, didn't understand anything, usually knew something, and when he asked him again, he pointed directly to his head, as if he was born to know. As for saying that there is no blessing, Zhou Hehong feels that it is inappropriate in his heart, this way, he knows that he has been with the boy for the longest time, if it is not for the young man's intuition, the two of them will be even more bumpy and difficult.

"Master, this young man in my family can't speak, but his spirit is extremely keen, and this way, thanks to his care, otherwise my senior brother and I wouldn't be so easy to come here, this is not like the unblessed appearance you said. No longer flipping the grill, he handed it to the second-rate Xuanyi armorer who was drinking wine on the side, and the middle-aged man bowed his hand to the old monk.

"How can there be a definite physiognomy, just like the existence of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, I don't dare to assert where the heavenly machine falls, not to mention this ever-changing physiognomy. As the saying goes, one life, two fortunes, three feng shui, four merits, five cultivations. In the eyes of the poor Dao, this word will also deceive the ordinary people, as for the cultivators of my generation, when they embark on the path of cultivation, they are earning their lives with the sky, if they can determine their lives by relying on fate, then they can also cultivate a fart line, and they should not fight for the heavens. As for the face of this young man, what I see is what I say, and how many changes there are not I can exhaust in one word. Otherwise, how can it be said that there will be 'fifty heavenly ways, forty-nine self-derivation, and the rest of the one escapes', this thing that changes one's life against the sky does not exist, this son, I can only see through one or two, how can there be a word to determine the ability of life and death. ”

"Can the master help me take a look at how my young man's health is, why can't he speak?" The middle-aged man no longer thought about anything else, thinking that every time the young man wanted to say something, he could only say 'woo', so he looked at the old monk with an earnest face, the holy hand of Buddhism, who had a unique insight into miscellaneous diseases.

Zhou Hehong dragged the young man over, and the old man didn't stop him, as for the Black Evil Army, everyone should also listen to the story and watch the play, in a place like Dark Night City, where there is no law of freedom and the law of the jungle, the relationship is greater than money, and strength is greater than status. If this old monk really has an old relationship with Lord Yama, as long as he is familiar with him, he will mention it in front of Lord Yama in the future, if Lord Yama really knows this person, maybe he can save his life at a critical moment.

When the young man and the middle-aged man walked to the little monk's side, the little monk enthusiastically gestured to the young man, pulled him to sit beside him, and then, handed over the goat meat in his hand, the young man shook his head, and the little monk was not reluctant, and he ate happily again. After the middle-aged man on the side saw the young man sitting down, he also sat down on the side and bowed to the monk again. At this time, the old monk smiled, and then his eyes widened, and he looked at the pale boy motionlessly. If someone looked closely, they could still see a ray of golden light in the old monk's eyes that were open and motionless. It is said that Buddhism is secret, there are thousands of techniques, and his heart is clear, the eyes of the sky are clear, the ears of the sky and other secret methods are continuous, and it is wonderful. Now I saw that the old monk was carefully looking at the young man, and the people around the campfire did not disturb, those who should drink drank wine, and those who should eat meat still ate meat, but the voices between each other were quieter.

After half a cup of tea, just when the young man was stared at by the old monk motionless for a long time, and his heart was stunned, the old monk closed his eyes. As he closed his eyes, the middle-aged man next to him who had been concerned for a long time was about to ask each other, only to see that the old monk who had just closed his eyes shed a line of tears at this time. Surprised, the panicked middle-aged man didn't wait to ask, and the old monk spoke.

"It's been a long time since I've tried the taste of tears in the world, and I don't want to shed tears today. Zhang Shizhu, as well as this donor who stole the door, this young man can't speak, all because there is a lump of qi in his chest, and he is depressed in his heart, when this lump of qi disappears, this young man's mind will be opened, and it will not be difficult to speak. ”