"Master Yulin!

An old monk in a red and yellow robe folded his hands, nodded slightly, and walked briskly into the hall.

"Master Yulin, you're here!" Yuting's mother walked forward quickly and greeted with great respect.

"Donor, don't come unharmed!" the old monk also nodded in greeting.

"The master heard that my father's condition was not very good, so he rushed over!", a burly middle-aged man followed the old monk in, nodded slightly to Yuting's mother, and immediately shouted: "Yuting, come and meet your life-saving benefactor!"

"Hello master! Thank you for the magic medicine given by the master!" Yuting obediently came to her mother's side and immediately bowed and greeted.

"Don't say that, speaking of which, it was the old donor who saved my life first!" The old monk raised his gray eyebrows, looked at Wang Yuting lovingly, and laughed softly: "You have grown so big, the last time we met, you were still a little doll!"

"Master, please come inside!" Yuting's mother hurriedly went to the hall.

"You're welcome, let's meet the old donor first!" the old monk waved his hand, his tone a little gloomy.

"In that case, master, please here!" Yuting's father respectfully led the old monk to the side room, and Siyun and the others also saluted the old monk with interest and followed quietly.

The old monk saw the old man Wang lying on the bed from a distance, his brows immediately furrowed, and his steps hesitated slightly, but he still walked firmly towards the big bed.

"Damn! such a domineering!" Ye Xu walked out of the hut with a stomach full of resentment, and the middle-aged doctor just now asked all the materials he needed like interrogating a prisoner, and asked the young nurse to supervise all the way. If it weren't for the old man's somewhat dissatisfied urging outside, I'm afraid he would still be under the scrutiny of that person right now.

"Nerves!" Ye Xu scolded fiercely, and after coming out of the hut, he had to pretend to be smiling, and when he saw the old man nodding, he walked out the door. Unexpectedly, they almost collided with a bald head with a sad face, and the two looked at each other and froze in place at the same time.

From Ye Xu's point of view, the monk's bald head was extremely bright, and the two rows of ring scars were arranged very neatly, just like a painting, looking at the bald head, Ye Xu suddenly had a strong urge to reach out and hit it.

"Amitabha!" The old monk on the other side hesitated slightly, and then exclaimed in surprise. Ignoring everyone's strange expressions, he reached out and grabbed Ye Xu's arm, and looked up and down carefully.

Ye Xu immediately wanted to shake off the old monk's outstretched claws, but the dry and fleshless palm tightly controlled his arm like an iron hoop, not giving him a chance to break free at all. Ye Xu shook it twice, and seeing that he couldn't shake it, he had to cast a look of help to a few people behind the old monk.

"Master, he is Yuting's classmate, and he came to help today!" Yuting's mother hurriedly introduced.

"Little donor, you have a relationship with the Buddha!" the old monk looked at for a long time, and suddenly said amazingly.

"Damn!" everyone behind the old monk fainted.

"Master, I don't want to be a monk!" Ye Xu was stunned for a moment, and immediately firmly refused.

"Since there is fate, how can the benefactor go against the will of heaven!"

"I don't agree, what can you do with me!" Ye Xu unconsciously learned the old monk's way of speaking.

"Little benefactor!" The old monk wanted to persuade again, and the old man lying on the bed suddenly laughed and scolded: "Old bald, you are in such a hurry to pull people out of the house, is there no one who wants to be a monk now?"

"Don't worry about it! Little donor, you really have a relationship with the Buddha! But you are willing to travel far away with the old man, and the old man guarantees that you will be willing to take refuge in my Buddha, and you will definitely be able to jump to the floating slaughter." The old monk's face turned red, completely forgetting the purpose of his coming, and devoting himself to the inducement of Ye Xu.

"You, you nerves, you let go of me!" Ye Xu scolded halfway, and suddenly saw a few people behind the old monk, and immediately changed his words.

"Master, master, let's slow down the affairs of Buddhism first!" Yuting's father helped pull away the old monk and nodded apologetically to Ye Xu.

"Little donor, haven't you noticed that ray of spiritual light?" Although the old monk was persuaded to leave, he continued to tempt in his mouth: "Now that there are fires everywhere, a catastrophe is coming, is it difficult for the little donor not to think about the world?" As soon as these words came out, almost everyone looked at the old monk with the eyes of a madman, but fortunately, Grandpa Yuting immediately broke the siege: "You juniors, don't stay here, I have something to say to Yulin!"

"He wants to stay!" The old monk's eyes kept staring at Ye Xu, for fear that he would disappear mysteriously, and he didn't appreciate the old friend's solution at all, and he looked like I would follow him wherever he went.

"Or, or you just stay? Don't worry, I'm here, he can't use force!" Grandpa Yuting saw the old monk like this, and he was helpless, after all, both of them were old, and they had to take care of their own identities, and now the old monk didn't care at all, and he had no choice but to ask Ye Xu's consent.

"Old bald, speak well, this child is my guest, don't scare people!" Seeing that everyone was interested in leaving, the old man immediately took the initiative to remind the old monk.

"Rest assured, the old man will explain our Buddhism to the little donor, but now the situation is critical, please also ask the little donor to focus on the common people in the world!"

"You can't be serious, right?" Grandpa Yuting frowned, no matter whether Ye Xu was related to the Buddha or not, based on his interactions with the old monk over the years, he could be sure that if there was no conclusive evidence, Yulin would definitely not be so straightforward in front of everyone. Although others regard his words as "crazy words", they will never do so, even if these words do sound like "crazy words".

"How have the monks ever spoke?" The old monk of Yulin also frowned, shook his head slightly, and said, "Now whether it is a monk or other sects, there is a consensus on the great difficulty, and they are all doing their best, desperately trying to attract all kinds of talents, hoping to steal a glimmer of life in the great disaster." ”

"Could it be related to the recent frequent earthquakes and tsunamis and other natural disasters?" Although Grandpa Yuting was weak, his thinking was very clear.

"Amitabha!!! By the time everyone in the world notices that something is wrong, I am afraid that the catastrophe will be unstoppable. The old monk pronounced the Buddha's name, looking helpless.

"Who are you here this time?" Grandpa Yuting was slightly stunned, and then asked with a smile.

"Amitabha, you and I are also very friendly, and if I had a cure for you, I wouldn't let you delay until now. Seeing that he was so free and easy, the old monk simply told the truth: "I came here this time to see you for the last time!

"I knew that you old bald donkey didn't have any good intentions when you came suddenly!" the old man became relaxed when he heard such an answer, and his yellowed face suddenly became a little red, and the way he spoke that was a little out of breath just now became smooth.

The old monk also had a smile on his face, stretched out his hand and pointed at Ye Xu and said, "Old thing, now that he has him, you can't die if you want to!" There was no restraint on the monk's face at all, just two old friends laughing and talking to each other.

"Me?" Ye Xu was listening curiously, and suddenly saw the old monk pulling the topic to himself again, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Master, I really don't want to and can't be a monk! I have a seventy-year-old grandfather, and I have a below,"

"What's next?" the old monk asked with a smile.

"There is a child who has not yet been born!" Ye Xu said seriously.

"Old bald, if you want to pull him in, don't involve me, he is my granddaughter's classmate, if you let her know that you are using my illness to blackmail this child, believe it or not, she is much more savage than me. Grandpa Yuting suddenly interjected, with an expression that saw people's hearts clearly.

"Amitabha! How many times has the old monk said that monks don't speak!" The old monk folded his hands together, bowed slightly, and said, "I don't know how you can have such good luck, just about to travel west, you can encounter such an opportunity." ”

"You don't talk nonsense!" Grandpa Yuting looked at Ye Xu and said, "Boy, don't listen to this old bald nonsense, you go out first!

"Yes!" Although I was very curious about what this great tribulation was, especially the one who fell from the sky a few days ago, he said the same, but in the face of the old monk who had always wanted to make him a monk, he still had to run as far as he could!

sideways to avoid the old monk's possible attack, but fortunately, the other party just looked at him with hope and did not move. It was easy to walk to the door, when he suddenly heard a long sigh from the old monk behind him, and asked in a deep voice: "Little donor, are you not interested in Huigen at all?"

"What Huigen?" Ye Xu finally didn't hold back his curiosity, turned his head to look, but what caught his eye was a thick middle finger, and a small ball of light on the fingertip was exactly the same as E.T's light and shadow effect.

Although he saw that the situation was wrong and wanted to get out immediately, the light spots on his fingertips seemed to have some kind of demagogic dazzling, which made people's minds involuntarily fall into it. In a trance, I saw the old man lying on the bed as if he was shouting something, but the face of the old monk in front of him gradually blurred, and a Buddha horn sounded word by word from the mouth of the old monk, and every word was like a giant hammer slamming into Ye Xu, which instantly shocked him dizzy. It was easy to wait for the Buddha to stop, and Ye Xu, who was still a little stunned, suddenly felt a little cold, and when he saw his body standing in place again, he really wanted to cry out sadly: "Come again, don't you know that it's dangerous to do this?"