The hungry Tang Seng put down the Zen staff in his hand, took off the robe on his body, sat on the ground and ate sweet potatoes, and asked while eating: "Dare to ask Dao Chief, the life of the poor monk was saved by the hunter benefactor?" ”

"Well, yes, but he's not a hunter, he's just wearing a hunter's clothes."

"Dare to ask the chief, what happened here after the poor monk fainted, who killed that white tiger?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, listen while eating, and the poor Dao will tell you slowly." As he spoke, the old Taoist priest took out another sweet potato from the fire and stretched out his hand to Tang Seng. Then he told Tang Seng from beginning to end. Of course, the fact that the first figure is out of the body can never be said, that is a leak!

Xiantu's head over there was buzzing, his heart was chaotic as if he was in a busy city, countless eyes and ears seemed to grow on his body, and the sound of chirping made him close to the brink of collapse. What is the reason for this, it can't be that the white tiger will be stupid first, right?

With an "ah", Xiantu sat up. When the eyes opened, a yellow light emitted, and suddenly the eyes became extraordinarily bright, as clear as a stream.

After the old Taoist priest and Tang Seng who were sitting next to him heard Xiantu's shout, they looked at Xiantu with their eyes. They didn't open their mouths to speak, but Xiantu heard their voices coming, Xiantu looked at the two of them curiously, and a wave of fear welled up in his heart.

Xiantu thought to himself, could it be that he had a problem with his ears, why did he still have auditory hallucinations, did this problem exist in the Tang Dynasty?

"Sir, is that you?" Tang Seng's cry of surprise completely disturbed Xiantu's thoughts, and in an instant, Xiantu was afraid and wanted to find a place to hide. It's terrible, it turns out that there is no problem with my ears, it seems that I have a mental problem. What can I do? Could it really be that tiger spirit who broke his head? Thinking about it first, he sat motionless on the ground and was stunned.

"Sir, what's wrong?" The voice of doubt came into Xiantu's ears, this voice was Tang Seng's, but he didn't open his mouth to speak, what was going on?

"You're Tang Seng, you just asked me what's wrong?" Xiantu said it word by word, for fear that Tang Seng would say that he didn't say this sentence just now.

Patiently waiting for Tang Seng's reply, but he looked at Xiantu in surprise, and then asked puzzledly: "Sir, how do you know what the poor monk wants to ask?" ”

"I don't know what you're asking? But didn't you just ask me what's wrong, didn't you ask? As he spoke, his eyes widened, and his surprised look could be fully reflected in his face.

"Sir, the poor monk just called out to you in surprise, and when he saw that you didn't answer, he thought in his heart what was wrong with the sir, and before he opened his mouth to say the sir, he understood what the poor monk was going to say? Sir, you don't have a fever, do you? Saying that, Tang Seng walked away and then stammered in a panicked tone, and said nervously: "You, you, you, what's wrong with you?" How can your forehead be so hot, hotter than a fire on the ground? Sir, what is wrong with you? ”

Hearing Tang Seng say this, Xiantu also put his hand on his forehead curiously, it didn't matter if he let go, Xiantu almost jumped up. This is too hot, it's almost eighty degrees without one hundred degrees, and the normal body temperature of a person is only thirty-six degrees, and his forehead can actually burn and swell his hands.

The old Taoist priest nibbled on the sweet potato and looked at the two fussing young men over there, and said lightly: "It'll be fine in a while, what are you surprised about." ”

As soon as the two of them heard this, they thought to themselves, this old Taoist priest must know what was going on here, otherwise he would not have said such a sentence.

Xiantu pounced, ran to the old Taoist priest who was eating sweet potatoes at a fast speed, and said nervously: "Grandpa, what's wrong with me?" Why did you wake up not only mentally and mentally, but also physically different from ordinary people, what is going on? Grandpa, tell me quickly? I'm so scared! ”

A series of questions made the old Taoist squirt out the sweet potatoes in his mouth, and the beard full of sweet potato residue said to Xiantu: "What do you call Poor Dao?" Grandpa? Is the poor road that old? ”

Xiantu was shocked at first when he heard the old Taoist priest say this, and then glanced at the white-haired and white-bearded old man in front of him, shaking his head, he couldn't understand why he was so old, why he didn't admit it.

In order to find out what happened to him, Xiantu had to change his name and asked: "Uncle, the kid is clumsy first, and he didn't see that the uncle is still young. After speaking, Xiantu respectfully saluted the old Taoist priest to express his apology just now.

The old Taoist priest glanced at the first picture, and thought happily in his heart: "I didn't expect my medicine king to become an uncle in front of Wuqu Xingjun, if Xingjun knows that he won't pull out his beard, then he will take advantage of Xingjun." ”

Although Xiantu can hear what others think, but the old Taoist priest is already a person in the fairy world, and he can't hear a word of Xiantu just now, and Xiantu, a magic skill that can hear what others think in their hearts, is the legendary "mind reading".

Yes, that's right, Xiantu did let him get through the mind-reading ability by chance because of the power of the Divine Bead, which can read the thoughts of a weak-willed or average-willed person. If that person has cultivated or has super strong willpower, or is a god or demon, there is no way to read what they are thinking. However, there are exceptions, but they are very few and negligible.

"Dare to ask uncle, what's wrong with me, why is my forehead so hot, and my own spirit seems to be wrong, I always hear others talking, but others don't say anything. What the hell is wrong with me, what the hell just happened? Please also tell me in detail. ”

Xiantu's question made the old Taoist priest come back to his senses, and said to Xiantu with that puzzled gaze: "Little brother, don't call Poor Dao uncle, according to the identity of the little brother, you can call Poor Dao Sun Zhenren." ”

"Sun Zhenren? Your surname is Sun, can you know Sun Simiao, the king of medicine? Xiantu asked curiously.

The old Taoist priest stroked Bai Huahua's beard and said with a smile: "In Xia Bucai, it is the medicine king Sun Zhenren." ”

"Great, I've finally found you." Xiantu rushed up and hugged Sun Zhenren, and tears of excitement flowed out.

Xiantu hugged Sun Zhenren tightly and said: "I finally found you, my godfather is saved, my godfather is finally saved." ”