"I'm dizzy, you two come closer, let me take a good look." Monk Peng waved to Wen Xuan and Mu Chong.

Wen Xuan glanced at his father with some confusion, but after seeing Wen Xianzhong also smiling, he relieved himself and squatted down in front of the fat monk.

After Mu Chong saluted, he stood in place in a daze, motionless.

Monk Peng grinned and said to Wen Xuan: "Come, stinky boy, call Uncle Peng." After speaking, he grabbed Wen Xuan's earlobe and dragged him to his side.

Wen Xuan could have thought that a monk would behave like this, and he was suddenly dragged by him, and almost fell, so he had to reluctantly move forward.

After getting closer, Monk Peng suddenly pinched Wen Xuan's cheeks with his dirty hands left and right, and said impatiently: "Don't scream yet!" ”

Wen Xuan wanted to dodge, but after hearing his father's loud laughter, he moved half a step forward, and even his forehead was almost fixed on Monk Peng's face, and he shouted with a bitter face: "Uncle Peng." ”

Well, in order to make my father happy, I put up with this meeting for the time being...... But is this man really a monk? Why is he so disrespectful to the old and has no appearance of a monk?

"Hahaha, good boy, this uncle won't let you scream in vain!" Monk Peng laughed wildly and then grabbed his hands quickly towards Wen Xuan's shoulders.

Wen Xuan subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but Monk Peng's big chubby hands had already clasped his shoulder bones, and then quickly touched down his two arms.

This is...... Touching the bones? Wen Xuan realized that he had no malicious intentions, so he sat down cross-legged and let him fiddle with it.

After Monk Peng pinched each of Wen Xuan's fingers, he suddenly slapped a palm on Wen Xuan's shoulder, causing him to change direction, turning his back to himself, and then stretching out his thumb and pressing it along his spine section by section.

After completing this series, Monk Peng gradually stopped smiling, and his face became extremely solemn.

Wen Xianzhong rarely saw his old friend show such an expression, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Monk Peng squinted his eyes and asked, "Is he really your son?" Is it the species of the Wen family? ”

Wen Xianzhong pursed his lips, squinted his eyes and said, "Nonsense, he has hardly left me since he was born!" ”

Although Monk Peng was old, his expression was like that of a child, and he muttered in his mouth: "If you don't explain, I still think this kid is the bloodline of the Emperor of the Zhao family......"

Wen Xianzhong's pupils shrank after listening to his words, and he said with a gloomy face: "The surname is Peng, this kind of thing can't be said nonsense." ”

Monk Peng glanced at Wen Xianzhong disdainfully, touched the big belly of Maitreya Buddha and said, "That is, you have a good life and gave birth to a good son." ”

"What you said is true?" Wen Xianzhong was overjoyed.

"Am I making fun of you?" Monk Peng rolled his eyes, showing no appearance of a monk, and muttered, "But there is one thing that is very strange......

"What's strange?"

Monk Peng scratched the top of his head, and said with a puzzled face: "This kid is obviously a short-lived ghost from the point of view of his face, but he is standing in front of me vigorously." ”

After hearing this, Wen Xianzhong raised his eyebrows, pointed at Monk Peng's nose and scolded: "Why do you have to curse my son, you thief bald donkey? ”

"What are you anxious about? I'll be done. Monk Peng's expression became a little solemn, and he asked in a condensed voice: "Let me ask you, what strange things have he experienced recently?" ”

"Strange things? There is indeed a ......," Wen Xianzhong then told Wen Xuan about the causes and consequences of losing his soul.

"......I see," Monk Peng explained, "Since the soul is lost, the number of lives will naturally change, and this kid can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, and he happened to avoid this fate." ”

"That's right!" Wen Xianzhong's complexion softened and nodded lightly.

The speaker has no intention of listening, and the conversation between Monk Peng and Wen Xianzhong shocked Wen Xuan's heart into a monstrous wave!

Touching the bones? Who is this fat monk who has such a clever ability? Short-lived ghost, life changes...... He said it so accurately! Wen Xuan felt that this Monk Peng seemed to see through him at a glance, and he couldn't help but be impressed by him in his heart.

After Monk Peng and Wen Xianzhong finished discussing, they turned their heads and looked at Mu Chong slowly, and said softly: "It's me who is sorry for the Mu family, sorry for the Mingjiao ......" After finishing speaking, he lowered his head in shame, with a remorseful expression on his face.

Mu Chong, who was standing in place, had red eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "It's better to keep these words for Hall Master Peng to tell my father and them in person after a hundred years!" ”

"Amitabha, after the old man dies, he will definitely fall into the hell of Abi, but they have already passed away in bliss, and it is impossible to meet again, and these apologies can only be accepted by you." After Monk Peng finished speaking, he clasped his palms together and bowed deeply towards Mu Chong.

Mu Chong hesitated, but still dodged sideways, and said coldly: "Such a big gift juniors can't stand it. ”

Seeing this, Wen Xianzhong persuaded loudly: "Chong'er, it has been a full ten years since the matter in Yuanzhou, and the hatred in your heart should be let go." What's more, I am also responsible for this matter, and I can't blame all the faults on Hall Master Peng's head. ”

It seems that this Hall Master Peng is the culprit ten years ago, no wonder Mu Chong reacted like this...... Combined with everyone's memories of the incident in the past two days, Wen Xuan has gradually sorted out the context of the matter.

Mu Chong was silent for a moment and then shook his head, and said with a sad face: "Wen Bo, I'll go out and wait for you." ”

After saying that, he quickly retreated from the conference hall, and did not look at Monk Peng again during the whole process.

"Sin, sin." Monk Peng's face was very painful, and he was no longer the uninhibited appearance he had before.

"If I hadn't insisted on going my own way back then, I wouldn't have made a big mistake and killed Sect Master Han and so many brothers."

Wen Xianzhong sighed deeply, not knowing how to comfort this old friend......

After all, Monk Peng is a person who has experienced strong winds and waves, and after the tea time, he recovered his mood, looked at Wen Xianzhong and said, "Don't you have something important to wait for Xuan'er to arrive?" Now let's talk about it. ”

"This matter is very important, it involves the future of the entire Ming Sect, and it is also related to whether the anti-Yuan plan can be carried out smoothly." Wen Xianzhong's voice was extremely solemn, "No matter what, we can't let more than one person know!" ”

Monk Peng and Wen Xuan naturally took each other seriously, and did not dare to be careless.

Wen Xianzhong was just about to speak, when a melodious bell suddenly sounded very clear outside.

"It's the Sound Bell!" Monk Peng's face changed suddenly, and he exclaimed.

Before the three of them could react, the bell rang five times in a row!

This time, even Wen Xianzhong couldn't sit still, and hurriedly stood up and exclaimed: "Shengwen Liuton! Not good, something big is wrong! ”