The sun was a little big, and even the wind that blew it became a little hot. Tan Mo wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead with his hand, the beads of sweat rolled down like beans, and after a while, he collapsed his eyebrows, at this time he was already soaked, and the whole person seemed to have been fished up from the river, and his monk's robe exuded a strong smell of sweat.

Sweat is dried, and then sweat is soaked again, and so on, and so on, and it is extremely uncomfortable.

This made Tan Mo can't help but miss the days in the cave under the Lotus Temple, although he has been faint for a few days, but the place is cold and very comfortable.

If there are no evil spirits lurking in it, it may be a good summer resort.

What happened in the cave that day, Tan Mo never mentioned a word after he came out.

Because in his opinion, since Master Lotus arranged for him to go in, Master Lotus should be very clear about the situation in the cave. In that case, it is good to remain silent.

Say more and say more wrong, less right.

He didn't want trouble to come out of his mouth, besides, the entire Lotus Temple didn't seem to be very decent, and it was normal for this artificial spiritual root method to follow a crooked and evil path.

Thinking so crankily, Tan Mo's gaze swept to his side, where it was sparkling, it was a river, and there were canopy boats shuttling back and forth in the river, stirring the turquoise water up and down.

The streets of the town are built next to the two rivers that crisscross the town of Luowan. But it's not a cross, it's an upper glyph.

The most powerful mayor of Luowan Town is on the extra side.

The mayor's surname is Yu, and everyone in the town calls him Master Yu.

There have been two Master Yu in Luowan Town, and the first Master Yu is the eldest brother of the current Master Yu. When he was alive, that old man Yu did a lot of good things, running a righteous school, repairing a medical hall, digging wells to get water, and putting up fences around the two rivers in Luowan Town, so that no drunken or naughty children would fall into the river and drown.

However, that Master Yu didn't work long before he died.

It is said that he fell into the river and drowned.

But everyone in Luowan Town knows that Master Yu is not a landlubber. In his early years, when he went out to study, he encountered pirates, and he jumped into the sea and swam for a day and a night to escape back, how could such a person fall into the water and drown?

Tan Mo can know so clearly because in the memory of the Tan family's little novice, his father Tan Shaohe may be one of the murderers.

At that time, the weaving factory of Xiao Shami's father, Tan Shaohe, poured waste water directly into the river in the town, causing many people to have diarrhea after drinking the river water, and accidentally killed two elderly people who were in poor health.

That Master Yu came to the door and ordered Tan Shaohe to close the door. It was also thanks to that old man Yu who turned his head and died, so that Tan Shaohe's weaving factory could continue to open.

When he learned that Master Yu was dead, Tan Shaohe seemed to be a little carried away, and laughed wildly in front of the family, and said: This is really retribution! It doesn't matter if you want to do good deeds and be famous, but you must not stand in the way of other people's wealth!

Tan Shaohe's words undoubtedly show that even if he is not the murderer who killed the old man Yu back then, he is also an insider.

Now the mayor of the town, Master Yu, and the old man Yu back then, although they are brothers, everyone in the town knows that the two brothers do not deal with each other, and they quarrel endlessly when they meet, completely tearing their faces and not covering them up.

When he heard that his eldest brother died, this old man Yu set off firecrackers for a day and a night to celebrate, which was extremely exaggerated, and he wished that the whole world would know about the great joy of his eldest brother's death.

"Senior Brother Abbot, are we going to Master Yu's house?" Tan Mo asked, that Master Yu's admiration for Buddhism is well known, and the Master of Lotus who can be invited to let him go down the mountain in person is the only one who is the mayor of the town, Master Yu.

After officially entering the inner courtyard, Master Lotus asked Tan Mo to call him senior brother from then on, not minding Tan Mo's current age, it seemed to be only a fraction of him.

"The relationship between Master Yu and the poor monk is actually not good, if he can invite the poor monk, then he doesn't have to go all the way to invite the bald donkey to come over and give a lecture. However, his deceased eldest brother was good with a poor monk during his lifetime. It's a pity, the poor monk once persuaded him, but it was useless, he insisted on going his own way, and the final outcome was like this, the poor monk had already expected it, and there was nothing to be done, everyone has everyone's choice, and this choice is often everyone's life. ”

Answering Tan Mo indirectly, Master Lotus seemed to be reminded of the past, sighed and sighed, and then pointed to the teahouse on the side and said, "Let's go, let's go and take a break from herbal tea first." It's too much of a toss on this day, and if you go on, you won't be able to hold on. ”

When he said these words, Master Lotus looked at Tan Mo's gaze and appreciated it very much.

Coming out of the Lotus Temple, all the way down the mountain to here, crossing most of Luowan Town, Tan Mo didn't shout or say a tired word, even if it was too hot, the expression on his face did not change much, this perseverance and endurance made him very optimistic about Tan Mo.

The path of cultivation is very difficult.

The aura entering the body is like a knife cutting an axe and chiseling, ordinary people, but they can't bear it.

Moreover, in the past few years of penance, the performance of spiritual energy cultivation is often similar to that of a person who has practiced for a few months, which makes people more likely to become discouraged.

This is also the reason why some disciples of the masters, once they go down the mountain, completely give up their cultivation and blindly chase glory and wealth.

In the eyes of Master Lotus, Tan Mo is only eight years old, and he has this state of mind, plus that is rare, it is a white bone heart that no one in the evil way dares to cultivate, Master Lotus feels that Tan Mo's future achievements, at least not under him, can break through that layer of shackles and become a person in the Six Emperors.

Bai Guxin, in fact, Master Lotus didn't tell the truth to his several junior disciples, even if he followed him for the longest time, he didn't know the white bones that could be counted as half a son, and he only knew that he could improve the probability of success in sacrificing the White Bone Lotus.

However, if it only increases the probability of success in sacrificing the White Bone Lotus, it will not even dare to cultivate those lawless and arbitrary evil path people.

Desperate, no relatives and friends, a body of demon bones, this is the complete interpretation of the white bone heart!

"If I can go further, my Lotus Temple will be promising." At this moment, Master Lotus had high hopes for Tan Mo. However, on the way to make Tan Mo grow, he must use Buddhism to suppress the demonic nature brought by the white bone heart. Otherwise, their Lotus Temple is raising a human demon!

And I don't dare to say anything else, for using Buddhism to suppress the demonic nature of the white bone heart, Master Lotus thinks that he is very sure.

The reason why his master calls himself a monk is because his master is a white bone heart.

Great monk!

Great Demon Monk!!

A homonym is used to disguise it.

Being looked at by Master Lotus, Tan Momu walked into the teahouse honestly with a wooden face.

It's too hot on this day, and if he goes on, he really won't be able to hold on.

Finding an empty table, he straightened the bench for Master Lotus and wiped it briefly, before he walked to the other side and sat down.

When Master Lotus saw Tan Mo's move, he couldn't help but smile between his eyebrows, and after he sat down, he said to the "Doctor of Tea" who came over: "There is a pot of your signature herbal tea." ”

The "Tea Doctor", who was holding the long spout teapot, nodded, and said with a smile on his face: "Master Lotus, please wait a moment, I will serve you tea." ”

"Thank you." Master Lotus clasped his hands together.

"It should be, it should be."

Hurriedly speaking, "Dr. Tea" hurriedly went to drink tea.

After the tea was served, Tan Mo drank it all, patted his belly, and felt the instant coldness, as if he had drunk a bottle of cold drink, which was extremely comfortable.

Master Lotus couldn't help but shake his head slightly when he saw that Tan Mo was a cow drink, he took a sip slowly, then put down the teacup and looked outside the teahouse.

It was too hot for a day to see few pedestrians on the street outside the teahouse.

But at this time, a few catchers hurriedly walked in, and were about to beckon the "Tea Doctor" to serve tea, and one of them turned his head to see Master Lotus, so he hurriedly stepped forward, hugged his fists, and said: "I didn't expect to see the master here, but that Lord Zhang asked the master to do things?" ”

Master Lotus nodded, "Master Zhang has just arrived, and he has suffered another defeat and lost his territory, so he wants to find a poor monk to do a Dharma and give him a bad luck." ”

When the catcher heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, and sighed: "I originally wanted to ask the master for help, but now it seems that it will not work." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, the poor monk is going down the mountain one day in advance, and he has plenty of time."

The catcher immediately looked happy, and was about to speak, but saw Master Lotus stretch out a hand, then put his index finger and thumb together, rubbed it, and asked softly, "Is there any reward?" ”

There was no discoloration on the face of this catcher, and when he heard Master Lotus's question, he quickly nodded, then stretched out a hand, withdrew two fingers, and pressed three fingers on the table.

"The above only gave fifty taels of silver as a reward, the master is merciful, the old rule, how about taking thirty taels?" Catcher whispered.

"The monks are compassionate, but the monks also have to eat, and the arrival of that Master Zhang has made the silver in this place worthless."

"Master, thirty-five taels, no more."

"The heart of the benefactor bodhisattva."

"The merits of the master are immeasurable."

Tan Mo made a wooden face, poured himself a cup of herbal tea, then raised his head, and drank it, so that he didn't have to continue to watch the two businesses blowing each other.