The buildings, vehicles, and pedestrians on the road are not much different from those in China, and in this era called the global village, it seems that the whole world is almost the same, of course, referring to the international metropolis, and in some small cities still retain the unique customs of the local people.

Mi Zixuan looked through the car window and lost interest, the real scenery is not much different from Huaxia, he simply closed his eyes and recuperated, Qiu Bingzi hates him to the bone now, it is impossible to deal with him, this can't help but make Mi Zixuan feel that he is making people, just a few days ago he was talking and laughing with Qiu Bingzi, but now that? But he became an enemy, for which Mi Zixuan sighed, life is like this, never know what it will be like in the next second.

The black business car drove through the streets of the United States, drove out of the noisy urban area, and entered the mountains, Mi Zixuan did not ask Qiu Bingzi where he was going to take him, it didn't matter where he went, the important thing was to meet that person.

Qiu Bingzi, who had rested all night, looked a little better, but his face was still full of frost, and he didn't give Mi Zixuan a good look.

At ten o'clock, the car finally stopped, and Mi Zixuan got out of the car and saw the scene in front of him is stunned, temple? Is that person hiding here, really having ideas and creativity, and he is sick like this, even if he is not in the hospital, he should stay in his own home and lie in bed to receive treatment from a private doctor, and go to this place to ask the Buddha and ask God, hoping that these illusory gods and Buddhas will cure his illness? If so, it's really a rush to the doctor.

The temple is not big, a big hall, a few partial rooms, anyone can see that this temple is still very dilapidated, the courtyard wall made of loess has collapsed in many places, not to mention adults, seven or eight year-old children can jump from the collapsed place, the wall has long lost its effect, and there are some simple wooden tools in the collapsed place, which should be used by the monks in the temple to repair these collapses.

There are several towering trees standing in the temple, and the dense foliage allows the temple to be sheltered from it, giving people a sense of tranquility.

The vermilion lacquer on the wooden doors of the temple has long since fallen off, and the temple door is open to reveal a road paved with rubble leading to the main hall, which is also in disrepair.

It stands to reason that such a quaint temple should appear in China, but it appears in the United States, giving people a sense of disobedience.

Qiu Bingzi stood aside and quietly looked at this quaint and somewhat dilapidated temple, with a sad and nostalgic expression.

More than 20 men in black suits stood quietly in front of the temple gate, no one spoke, all of them had solemn expressions, for fear of breaking the silence here.

After a long while, Qiu Bingzi exhaled deeply and walked in, Mi Zixuan followed her, and in the temple where the two of them entered, the only sounds they heard in their ears were insects and birds, and there was no sound.

Qiu Bingzi took Mi Zixuan around the main hall and came to the back of the monk's house, three simple monks' rooms made of loess appeared in front of Mi Zixuan, which made him even more surprised, that person is high and powerful, the most important thing is money, now he is seriously ill, even if he lives in the temple to hide people's eyes, but this condition is too simple, right? How can he treat such an environment? Is there a cave here, and there is a modern private hospital underground?

Qiu Bingzi didn't speak, continued to move forward, and took Mi Zixuan through the corner gate, not far from a vegetable field, an old man in a coarse gray monk's robe squatted in the field and was waiting for the green vegetables, the old man did not shave, with silver hair, looking at the figure was very thin, as if a wind could blow him away.

Mi Zixuan was stunned again, feeling that something was wrong.

The old man picked up a blackened scoop that had been used for an unknown number of years, took out a scoop of water from the wooden barrel and called it under the emerald green vegetables in front of him, and he suddenly sighed and said, "You are still here." ”

Qiu Bingzi's expression instantly became excited when he heard this, and shouted: "I can't watch you die and do nothing, I brought him here, he can cure your illness, really." Speaking of this, Qiu Bingzi suddenly said angrily: "If he can't cure you, I will kill him and bury him in the vegetable field as fertilizer." ”

Mi Zixuan immediately looked at Qiu Bingzi, and it was only at this time that Mi Zixuan discovered the difference between Qiu Bingzi and the past, in the past, she was a big star and a cold fairy sister in the hearts of hundreds of millions of men, but these are just illusions, Qiu Bingzi at this time is the real her, ruthless, resolute, and regards human life like a mustard.

The old man stood up slowly, turned around, and saw how he was ten years old, with a dark complexion, and his face was covered with deep wrinkles like knife carvings, and his face was almost like a skeleton, just wrapped in a dull and rough skin.

The old man's eyes were very cloudy, but there was a look in his eyes that made Mi Zixuan's heart palpitate, this emaciated old man who seemed to be blown away by a single wind was very dangerous.

The old man looked at Mi Zixuan, and then at Qiu Bingzi, a look of love appeared in his cloudy eyes, he walked over with a long sigh, and the monk's robe swayed and swayed with his movement, maybe the monk's robe was too fat, or maybe he was too thin.

The old man came to Qiu Bingzi's side, stretched out his hand and rubbed Qiu Bingzi's long black hair dotingly, and said lovingly like a grandfather who saw his granddaughter: "Why are you doing that? There is immortality in man. ”

The old man's words made Mi Zixuan feel a sense of vicissitudes, this is an old man who has already seen through life and death, death is a relief for him, he is not afraid of death, but has some expectations.

Who is this old man who is dying?

Qiu Bingzi's expression was a little crazy and extreme, and he pulled the old man's sleeve and said, "You won't die, you won't die, I won't let you die." When he said this, he threw himself into the old man's arms and began to cry.

The old man patted Qiu Bingzi's back dotingly and smiled: "Silly girl, I told you a long time ago, life and death depend on life and wealth in the sky, the word wealth and nobility have long been a passing thing for me, and I have realized the words of life and death, from the day I was born, I am destined to die, death is not the end of life, but another starting point, sooner or later you will understand my words." ”

Qiu Bingzi gently pushed the old man away, came to Mi Zixuan in a few steps and grabbed him by the collar, like a lioness who was injured and wanted to approach her, and roared frantically: "Mi Zixuan, I agreed to your conditions, now you immediately fulfill your promise, otherwise I will cut off your dog's head." ”

Mi Zixuan looked at Qiu Bingzi, his head hurt badly, he had already guessed that he had made a mistake, the old man in front of him who was dying could not be that person, it could never be, how could that person see through the words life and death? He doesn't want to die, he wants to live, and in order to live, he can do anything.

This Nima is a big oolong, I think Qiu Bingzi is close to him, it is a spy sent by that person, I will plan it, what is Qiu Bingzi, what is this Nima? Why did you become a beast for a while, forcing a woman's beast?

Mi Zixuan is a principled person, he will not force women, but because of the task, he really did it, and now Mi Zixuan is so depressed that he wants to hit his head to death, his heart is extremely awkward, looking at Qiu Bingzi who looks like a mad man in front of him, Mi Zixuan is a head three big.

It's already like this, Mi Zixuan is entangled in his heart, and he can't help but say that the woman in front of him is crazy, if he really doesn't do anything, just wait to fight with those guys in black suits outside.

Mi Zixuan let out a long sigh and said, "Don't get excited, I'll show him." ”

Qiu Bingzi grabbed Mi Zixuan's collar and gritted his teeth and said, "You'd better cure him, otherwise I will really kill you." ”

Mi Zixuan scratched his head and said, "I'll do my best, you let go first." ”

The old man didn't say a word from beginning to end, just quietly looked at Mi Zixuan and Qiu Bingzi.

Qiu Bingzi let go and took two steps back, with an extra gun in his hand as if he was juggling, Mi Zixuan wanted to explode when he saw the gun, where did you get it?

The old man looked at Mi Zixuan and said, "Young man, come here." ”

This is already the case, Mi Zixuan can only walk over, and just as he was about to speak, the old man suddenly slapped a palm on Mi Zixuan's chest, and the movement was very slow, as if it was a slow-motion shot in a movie, but Mi Zixuan not only did not dodge, but was actually hit upside down by a palm and flew out, fell to the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Mi Zixuan looked at the old man in a daze, his face was full of shock, he was actually beaten out by this thin skeleton-like old man's fluttering palm, how could this be possible?

The old man looked at Mi Zixuan and smiled: "There is more than enough fierceness, but there is not enough flexibility, and it is just a husband." ”

Speaking of this, the old man suddenly said sharply: "Take him down and lock him up, womanizer, damn it." ”

Mi Zixuan's heart immediately chuckled, he knew everything? How is this possible?

Before Mi Zixuan came from the shock, and he didn't know that the two little monks who ran out of there, set him up and left, Mi Zixuan wanted to resist, but the hands of these two little monks on him were very strange, and with a little force, Mi Zixuan couldn't use any strength, just like taking cartilage.

Soon Mi Zixuan was locked up in the firewood room, this place was so simple that the wind leaked everywhere, and the broken wooden planks could be kicked off by a child, but Mi Zixuan was not even as good as a child now, let alone kicking and breaking these broken woods, he couldn't sit up, he could only lie on the ground like a paralyzed patient.

On the other side, Qiu Bingzi hurriedly said: "Grandpa, you can't kill him, only he can save you." ”

The old man's cloudy eyes suddenly burst out with a ray of fine light, which frightened Qiu Bingzi to retreat again and again, and the old man looked at her and said, "Bingzi, why can't you see through that?" Unexpectedly...... It turned out to be ......"

The old man couldn't go on, but Qiu Bingzi knew that her grandfather knew about it, and she exclaimed like Mi Zixuan: "Grandpa, how do you know? ”

The old man let out a long sigh and said, "What's the use of a womanizer like him?" Kill the best, huh! ”

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