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"Buzz."

Li An turned the phone to vibrate, and as soon as the phone rang, he knew that it was the little monk calling.

Sure enough, news came from the little monk, and the person who connected with the withered bamboo came.

Li An motioned for the little monk to drag the other party, then went to Yaya's house to take a look, and after making sure that Yaya was still asleep, he closed the door and left the house.

Late at night, it's hard to get a taxi.

Ang Lee had to "borrow" a car on the side of the road.

In the small temple on the mountain, a mysterious person will come to meet with the dry bamboo on the fifteenth day of every month, and today is no exception.

The strange thing is that after the people who met him today, he did not see the withered bamboo, but saw a small monk adopted by the withered bamboo.

"Amitabha."

The little monk shouted a Buddha horn to hide his inner tension.

The visitor was wearing a black sweatshirt, black sneakers on his feet, and a black hat on his head.

This kind of costume is very similar to the man in black in a costume drama, the only difference is that he is not masked.

As soon as he saw the little monk, he didn't say a word, turned around and left.

"The donor stays, and the family teacher has something to say to the donor." The little monk said.

The man in black stopped, but did not look back, just stood there listening to what the little monk said.

The little monk breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he had hardly done anything else in the past two days, and he had thought about the scene of his meeting with the man in black over and over again, and he had already made up his words.

"The tutor was in a bit of a hurry to go out, and I explained it when I was leaving.

If the donor comes, please come and sit in the house and wait a while for the tutor to return. ”

The man in black frowned, thinking about something in his heart.

The little monk was afraid that the man in black would leave, so he walked two steps quickly to the man in black, put his hands together and shouted the Buddha's horn.

"I don't know what taboos the donor has, is it afraid of the teacher's words, or is it afraid that the little monk will hurt the donor?"

A cold snort of disdain came from the black-clad man's nose.

The strength of the withered bamboo is clear to the man in black, and the person who thinks he can hurt him here can say that there is none, as for the little monk, he thinks that he can slap him to death with one palm.

What really makes the man in black taboo is that what happened today is different from what happened in the past.

According to the agreement, if he came here and didn't see the withered bamboo, he would leave immediately.

Provoked by the little monk's words, he changed his mind.

"The donor only needs to stay for ten minutes." The little monk turned to the door as he spoke, "Please also invite the donor to rest in the house." ”

The man in black glanced at the little monk, thinking that it was only ten minutes, and there was nothing to delay for him.

However, the man in black did not follow the little monk into the house, but went to a paulownia tree in the courtyard and sat down.

The little monk didn't force it, went back to the house and brought a cup of hot tea and some pastries.

These pastries were left by a pilgrim during the day, and the little monk himself was reluctant to eat them, just to cope with the moment.

"Donor, please use some." The little monk placed tea and food beside the man in black.

The man in black just glanced away and didn't move.

First, it was because of vigilance, and secondly, those high-end pastries in the eyes of the little monk were really not very good in his eyes.

The little monk didn't say anything, the other party was meditating cross-legged under the tree, and he waited aside, for fear that the man in black would leave before Li An arrived.

Ten minutes was not a long time, but it was extremely difficult for the little monk, and he was thinking about what excuse he would use to leave the man in black if Li An hadn't shown up in ten minutes.

"It's time." The man in black opened his eyes and looked at the little monk.

The little monk stretched out his hand and scratched his head, and said with a puzzled look, "I don't know why Master hasn't come back yet."

Maybe it's because of something delayed on the road, the donor drinks some tea and waits for a while. ”

The man in black snorted coldly, with a hint of anger on his face.

"Ah, by the way, the master left something for the donor.

He said that if he didn't come back, he would let me give the things to the donor to take away. ”

The little monk made the appearance that he had just remembered, turned around and ran into the house.

The black-clothed man's eyelids sank, and he muttered to himself in his heart, wondering if something had happened to the withered bamboo, otherwise how could he leave something for himself to take away.

There was the sound of rummaging through the cabinets in the house, and the man in black waited outside for a few minutes without anyone coming out.

Seeing that the man in black was about to lose his patience, the little monk walked out with a piece of yellow cloth wrapped in his hand.

"Amitabha, let the donor wait for a long time."

"Nonsense, hurry up and get the stuff." The man in black shouted a little uncontrollably.

"Oh, with you." The little monk walked over slowly, trying to delay as much time as possible.

"Hmph."

When the little monk was still two steps away from the man in black, the man in black reached over and grabbed the yellow cloth wrap, and the little monk instinctively took a few steps back.

When the man in black saw such a move, his eyebrows tightened, and he immediately opened the yellow cloth in front of the little monk, and inside was a book with the words "Diamond Sutra" printed on it.

"Boy, you dump me?"

The man in black shouted angrily.

"Master, your old man is finally back!" The little monk suddenly stared at the back of the man in black and shouted.

The man in black instinctively glanced back, but saw nothing, and when he turned back, he found that the little monk had run back into the house and locked the door.

The man in black's face was gloomy to the extreme, how could he not see that there was fraud at this point, and he couldn't care about the little monk, so he turned around and ran, and used the method of light body to the extreme.

Before the man in black could run out of the courtyard of the temple, he saw a figure float out of the darkness and knock the man in black to the ground with one palm.

"Ahh

The man in black had only time to let out a cry of pain before he fainted to the ground.

When the little monk heard the cry in the room, he had the courage to go to the crack in the door and look out, and then shouted with great joy: "Donor, you have finally arrived, if it is any later, I really don't know if I can keep him!" ”

It was Ang Lee, who came in a hurry, who knocked the man in black to the ground.

Li An didn't have time to deal with the little monk, but focused on the man in black, and took off the hat on the top of the other party's head and completely fell into his eyes.

"Huh?"

Li An's eyebrows tightened, this man in black he saw yesterday, and he turned out to be one of the two thugs who followed Dong Mingrui, and he still had a clear ring scar on the top of his head.

"He's also a monk!?" The little monk ran to Li An's side and shouted in surprise.

"Don't tell anyone about today."

Li An confessed and threw a pill to the little monk.

The little monk thought it was an antidote, hurriedly stuffed it into his mouth, nodded and replied, "Yes." Don't worry, I can swear to the Buddha that if I tell you what happened today, I will go to the eighteenth level of hell. ”

Li Ang didn't say anything more, and left when he mentioned the man in black.

After the little monk waited for Li An to walk away, he turned to face the temple where he had lived for many years, shook his head and sighed. "Looks like I'm going to have to get out of here too."

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