Tanchun monk should have gone to the back door of the Flower Buddha Temple, and when I chased it, I didn't see anything, only saw a big arch on the wall, the iron door was closed, this door was enough for his carriage to rush in, and the monk who did not prescribe seemed to be a liar.

I honked the horn more than a dozen times, but no one paid attention to it, I got out of the car and kicked the bronze door, yelling: "Open the door!" Otherwise, I'd crashed into it with my car. ”

There was still dead silence inside.

Although I said so, if I really hit it, I was still worried about crashing Qingqing's two million luxury car, in this open place, it was inconvenient to have no car, and I was going to climb over the wall to get in.

This wall is almost five meters high, and there must be something wrong with a broken temple building such a high wall. I stepped back ten meters, rushed over and jumped up, just put my hand on the wall, my fingertips were bitten by something, the pain was unbearable, and when I looked closely, the wall was full of centipedes wriggling, as thick as a little finger.

Hurriedly let go of his hand, hurriedly shook off the centipede full of hands, trampled to death with a few feet, and died of disgust.

I turned on the light in the car and looked at my right hand, I was bitten several times, and the so-called ten fingers connected to the heart, the severe pain made me very annoyed, and I reversed the car more than ten meters behind, ready to hit it with a foot on the accelerator.

Just as he was about to release the brakes, someone knocked on the car window, and the old man Wen Dao stood outside the car window with Zhang Peng on his back. I was taken aback, it stands to reason that this is only ** day, he can't be so fast, but I'm still very happy, I'm not familiar with life here, it's easy to suffer, Zhang Peng is back, so I have a number in my heart.

He put Zhang Peng in the back seat first, the kid hadn't woken up yet, there was a pool of blood on his chest, and he hadn't changed his clothes, Wen Dao got into the car and said, "Go home." ”

"No, I just saw a woman robbed in."

"Go home!" Wen Dao yelled solemnly.

At this time, the voice of the unquit monk suddenly sounded inside, "Wen Dao, I let you live in the fairy tale village, you can practice honestly, it's better for the Buddha and the Tao to be safe and sound, don't make trouble, take care of this kid who doesn't know the height of the sky, if the flower Buddha is angry, with your Taoism, can you deal with it?" ”

Wen Dao hurriedly smiled and said: "Don't quit the monk, this kid has nothing to do with me, it's just a friend of my son, let's leave immediately." ”

It seems that even Wen Dao didn't dare to provoke the monk, this time it was troublesome, I hurriedly drove away, after all, Zhang Peng was still in the car, and his hand was bitten again, according to Wen Dao's style, if I am in danger, he will be the first to run away, or wait for Zhang Peng to wake up, and then come to find out.

"Old man Wendao, there is a woman who has been taken captive." I reminded.

"Is that woman Liu Ling?"

"It's not." I'm still sure of that.

"Then you don't care about it, so many people die every day in this world, why don't you care?" Wen Dao said angrily.

He didn't want to care at all, so I had nothing to say, I could only comfort myself, he was right, I was just an ordinary person, how could I manage so many injustices, I had read a report before, saying that two people die every second in the world, and those immortal gods who are worshiped by people every day do not stand idly by.

Hey, I sighed deeply, the girl who was taken captive must have the same fate as Nasha.

When I opened out of the Flower Buddha Temple, I really saw that the grass house street was in full swing, it seemed that it was all selling food, hanging two rows of lanterns, not even a single electric light, lifeless during the day, and so lively at night? It's freezing on this day, what kind of name is it, it's a little weird. Natha's door seemed to be occupied by a kebab stall.

The Flower Buddha Temple is very good at doing business, selling sacrifices during the day and holding a night market at night, charging double rent.

Old man Wendao slept in the car, and I wanted to ask Zhang Peng how he was, but when he got to the foot of the mountain, he woke up and said to me: "Carry Zhang Peng on your back." ”

"Will it tear his wounds open?"

"I've memorized it all, it's fine."

"How did you get back? Is it really boating? ”

"Go home and talk about it, you see the snowy mountains."

I watched it for a long time, but I didn't see anything!

The old man Wendao fumbled in his pocket for a long time, and actually took out the green bamboo raft, which became less than the size of his mobile phone, he threw the bamboo raft to the mountain, and said helplessly: "The doppelganger has opened the way!" ”

The bamboo raft became bigger and bigger, the green light shone, and it turned into countless fine green arrows, flying towards the snowy mountain, and suddenly there were strange screams in the snow, and I carried Zhang Peng behind Wendao and ran towards the mountain, this Peng was much heavier than Nasha.

The old man of Wendao was holding a bamboo pole, I was holding a sword in one hand and Zhang Peng in the other, I was really tired of being a dog, and there were all kinds of small animal corpses under my feet, including centipedes, geckos, lizards, toads, scorpions, white ice snakes, mice, not large in size, but large in amount.

"Aren't they afraid of the cold?" I asked, how can there be snakes in this weather.

"Animals will always adapt to their environment, and those who can't survive will die, and those who can't die will survive."

Wen Dao was talking nonsense, while running faster than a rabbit, the bamboo sword formation followed him, I could only speed up my pace, when I was Nasha, I felt that it was difficult to move an inch under my feet, and now there is danger, I can climb fast, and the potential of people is forced out.

Zhang Peng didn't say a word, he didn't know whether he was dead or alive. Finally arrived at the entrance of the cave, Wen Dao was not happy when he saw it, and yelled at me, "Who is inside?" ”

"Qingqing." I replied.

"How did you get in?"

"Nasha brought us here."

After hearing this, Wen Dao slapped Zhang Peng on the back of the head and scolded: "You unfilial piety, you actually told Nasha the password." ”

"You're sick, he hasn't woken up yet, why are you beating him?" I scolded.

Wen Dao quickly rotated the Tai Chi copper door lock, and I saw through the bright light of the flashlight that something was arching everywhere in the snow, swimming towards us intensively. The Tai Chi bronze door finally opened, I pushed away the old man Wendao, and hurriedly rushed in, after all, he was old and almost rolled down the snowy mountain.

"I'm back!" He shouted as he knocked the stone with his bamboo pole, and the bamboo swords gathered together again and returned to him as a small bamboo raft.

I turned my head to look at the old man Wen Dao, a little puzzled, "Why do you sigh every time you cast a spell, and you have no energy?" ”

"It's not fun to live, it's not fun to work hard." Wen Dao sighed and closed the bronze door.

"You don't do anything every day, fishing and cheating money, why is it not fun?"

"Is that fun?" He asked rhetorically.

I didn't bother to pay attention to him, and carried Zhang Peng back to the room, Qingqing was looking at a painting hanging on the bedside, which was painted by Mr. Unknown, I don't know when it was pasted on the wall, I was not in the mood to appreciate it, I put Zhang Peng down first, looked at his wound, it was actually scabbed, and there was no inflammation and tetanus or anything, this guy has a good physique.

The old man walked in, looked at the room like a thief, then stared at the brush on the desk, and asked, "You actually brought ghosts in." ”

"This is a good old man, and I already know him well."

"You stinky boy, can you tell the difference between good and bad?" Wen Dao asked.

I pushed him away and put the tip of my pen in my pocket, for fear he would take it. "My eyes are bright."

"So do you think I'm a good guy or a bad guy?" He asked.

"Neither good nor bad, because you don't deserve to be human."

Wen Dao nodded, and actually replied: "You are really a little smart." ”

I scratched my head, I didn't know how to answer, I thought he was going to scold me, he didn't play cards according to the routine, praised me for being smart, it seems that he himself thinks so, what has this Wendao old man experienced, his attitude towards life is so negative, and Zhang Peng is very different.

"I saw that just now...... His eyes moved. Qingqing looked at me and said, her face full of horror.

I hurriedly walked up to Zhang Peng, observed for a long time, and didn't move, I also reached out and tried it, and my breathing was still even. Qingqing patted me on the shoulder and said, "It's not Zhang Peng, it's a painting." ”

"Painting?" I looked up at the painting on the wall, Nasha was dancing in Tibetan costume, but her eyes didn't move! "It's not moving!"

"I really moved just now." Qingqing said with certainty.

"You're dazzled!"

"This painting is so beautiful, it is 10,000 times better than the spring palace picture, and this dead old man can also draw some good things! It's a pity that it's black, if only it were colorful. Qingqing said.

Mr. Unknown's ink painting is naturally pitch black. Before I could speak, a voice sounded in my pocket, "It's okay, Jiang Shuisheng, go outside the door and grab some snow." ”

"What are you doing with the snow?"

"Go!"

This unknown gentleman is really good-tempered, who dares to say what the shortcomings of Mr. Big Zatou's song are, he will definitely tell you without raising his eyelids, don't force it if you don't understand, I didn't pull it to you.