Hearing the voice, Liu Ziang and Xu Ling hurriedly took one of Ling'er's small hands and walked out from behind the statue.

I saw two people standing at the main entrance of 'Yizhuang'.

Male!

People are ordinary people!

But when they saw them, Liu Ziang and Xu Ling couldn't help but be stunned.

Just because the two people who appeared at the door were really a bit strange in combination.

One old and one young.

The old man was about seventy or eighty years old.

Wear a shabby tunic, perhaps picked up, or given by someone else.

He also wears a hat on his head.

The old face was full of ravines.

On the chin is a sparse beard.

Old man seemed to have robbed him of most of his vitality.

He was hunched on his back, and in his hand he held a branch that had been used as a crutch.

Although he is old, his eyes are bright.

Naturally, there is nothing strange about him alone!

Beside him, there was a young man in his twenties.

The eyebrows are clear and the eyes are beautiful, and the facial features are upright. The body is slender, about 1.8 meters tall.

On the body is a more common set of leisure villages, but they are also older.

But!

He was a shiny bald head.

Songshan is a mountainous area with a wide range of mountains.

Now the mountain village where they are located is just a mountain peak in the mountains.

In Songshan, in addition to the most famous thousand-year-old temple in the country, there are also many famous temples between the continuous mountain cliffs.

Or it is quite famous, or it is hidden in the mountains.

Therefore, in this area, the way of the Buddha family also has a long history.

There are also many people who believe in the Buddha.

Therefore, it is not surprising to see a monk here.

But the weirdness is the weirdness, and the little bald head around the old man is not only clear-eyed.

You can also see that he is carrying a guitar case behind his back!

The little bald head was already eccentric, but now it has appeared with the old man.

This combination of the old and the young, the monk and the layman, made Liu Ziang and Xu Ling stunned for a while.

The two people at the door also looked at Liu Ziang and the three of them strangely.

This mountain village is not big, and Liu Ziang and the three of them can recognize it as outsiders at a glance.

It seems that the identity of this outsider alone is enough to make this old and young strange.

In particular, Liu Ziang is also carrying a 'wooden box' that is taller than others behind his back.

That's it, you look at me, I look at you, staring at you with big eyes.

"Daddy!" In the end, it was the sound of the bell that came out.

She looked at the little bald head strangely, and raised her hand to touch her little head, "That person, why is he bald at such a young age?" Is it sick? ”

As soon as these words came out, the other four were stunned. Then he smiled involuntarily at the same time.

When chuckling, Xu Ling and Liu Ziang both looked at Ling'er strangely.

Ling'er probably hasn't seen a monk before, so it's strange.

But she was able to say the word 'bald', which was really funny.

And the word 'bald' must be something that no monk wants to hear.

Fortunately, the little master was not angry because of Ling'er's abruptness.

When he laughed, he raised his hand to touch his head, and the sound of his laughter was very hearty.

The embarrassment of entering the house without telling the Lord is also invisibly resolved in this.

After Xu Ling laughed, he hurriedly took the initiative to step forward and greet the two people at the door.

"Hello, we are visiting the village. My name is Xu Ling. ”

Liu Ziang also led the bell to greet him at this time.

Xu Ling immediately pointed to the two and said, "This is my husband, his name is Liu Ziang." This one is our daughter, named Ling'er. ”

When I entered the village, I was mistaken by the villagers for a family.

Besides, just now Ling'er called Liu Ziang's father.

If you don't use this identity as a cover-up, Xu Ling is afraid of causing some trouble.

Of course, they're not here to do bad things.

Even after the follow-up exploration team arrived, they were able to come up with proper geological exploration documents.

I'm not afraid of 10,000, I'm afraid of what happens.

Listening to Xu Ling introduce himself, Liu Ziang was stunned at first.

Immediately, he straightened up, revealing the profoundness he had always liked to pretend.

After nodding lightly to the old man and the little master, he spoke: "The villagers at the bottom of the mountain said that only here can stay overnight, so they came up first. ”

Hearing this, the old man also smiled and nodded.

"That's right, the people in the mountain village are not hospitable these days."

As he spoke, he walked in through the door.

Liu Ziang and the three hurriedly turned sideways.

The little master also walked in.

After entering the door, the old man smiled at Liu Ziang and the others again. "But this Yizhuang is simple, and I hope you don't dislike it."

"Where, where!" Xu Ling hurriedly shook his head, "We came here to travel to be close to nature." ”

Xu Ling's voice fell, and the old man raised his hand and pointed towards the apse.

"The transept to the right of the apse is an empty room with a bed and a bunk."

"There was a futon in the cupboard in the house. However, they are usually reserved for overnight elementary school students, and the size may be ......! ”

The old man smiled slightly embarrassedly.

Seeing this, Xu Ling hurriedly waved his hand, "I'm already very grateful to have a place to spend the night." ”

After speaking, she quickly changed the topic and asked the old man, "May I ask what the old man should call him." ”

"The people in the village call me Lao Zhangtou."

"Then we'll call you Uncle Zhang." Xu Ling looked at the little master again and asked, "Then ...... this little master?" ”

As she spoke, she looked at the little monk again.

No way, he looks so weird.

Even Liu Ziang couldn't help but look at him again with Xu Ling for a while.

The little master did not salute like a monk, nor did he write in a crepe.

said to Xu Ling bluntly: "My name is Wuming." ”

"Master Wuming!" It was Xu Ling who took the initiative to put his hands together towards Wuming and bowed his waist.

Seeing this, Wu Ming smiled, "This is not only my Dharma name, but also my common name. ”

"And I'm just a little novice, don't call me master!" He scratched his head a little embarrassedly.

"Little Master, are you interested in music?" Then, Liu Ziang's strange inquiry came out.

The guitar case that Goming was carrying looked so weird.

From the mouths of the people in the mountain village, it can be known that Wuming should be what they say, the child that Uncle Zhang picked up more than ten years ago.

According to the people in the mountain village, Uncle Zhang can barely survive by relying on the help of the people in the mountain village.

So how can Wu Ming have spare money and spare effort to learn guitar?

Besides, he's a monk! Who would be interested in the guitar.

And the more he looked at this enlightenment, the more Liu Ziang felt that he was not simple.

Living in this small place, there is no trace of a hard life on his face.

Although the clothes on his body are old, his temperament is extraordinary.

And when you get closer, you can see that his skin is very good.

What is like a child from a poor family?

As for Wuming, after hearing this, he hurriedly smiled at Liu Ziang, "I'm just slightly interested." ”

After that, he pointed to the wooden box that Liu Ziang was carrying.

"Brother Liu, what's in your box? It's definitely not light! ”

Liu Ziang glanced at the wooden box, and then said: "Don't look big, but there are actually only our travel clothes inside, and they don't weigh much." ”

"Oh!" Wu Ming sighed.

In the next second, I don't know if it was a weak heart or something, Liu Ziang and Wuming both smiled.

While laughing, both of them stole a glance at what the other was carrying.