"So, you have a way to destroy?" As soon as I heard that there was something in his words, I asked. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"I don't, but I can show you somebody, maybe he has," the monk just whispered a word and walked towards the place where I had come.

"How much credibility do you have?" I quietly followed, but not too closely.

His eyes caught eye on me, and it only took him a second before he said a word and quickened his pace.

"You can turn around and die, or you can gamble, but for you, it doesn't seem to make a difference"

The monk, who was originally more amiable, now said such things that I couldn't believe, and I had to express my approval and speed up to keep up.

He is right, if I go to the west, it will be a death, and if I follow him, if I am deceived by him and lose my life, it will also be a death, so it is better to gamble.

He took me around a lot of alleys, not more than the center of the city, all of which were broken houses, and it was hard to imagine anyone living here, after all, it was not even a shelter from the wind and rain.

But strangely, this place is not only remote, but also looks lifeless, like a place-

A place full of resentment?

When I thought of this, I hurriedly looked up, and the monk was still leading the way, and did not make any other movements, but I always felt that his back looked a little frightening.

Could it be that I have experienced too many bad things and my nerves are too sensitive?

Anyway, I didn't let go of my tense body, and once things changed, I thought I could try to escape.

"Arrived"

He stood in front of a half-hidden dilapidated room and turned to me.

I shivered at the wooden door swaying in the wind and the gust of wind coming out of the room, and instead of rushing in, I asked him, "...... Won't you come in with me? ”

"Me?" The monk pointed at himself in surprise.

"Yes," I pointed at him again, "you."

He suddenly laughed, walked up to me, patted me on the shoulder, showed a smile with light, and said: "The task of the poor monk is to bring you here, and he did not have an order to let the poor monk in, so the poor monk is still waiting for you outside the door."

"This ......," I didn't know how to answer him, and before I could react, he went to the door, held out his hand, and motioned for me to enter.

"Okay" I took a deep breath and stepped into the messy house defensively.

As soon as I entered the door, a musty smell came, and there were a bunch of cobwebs on the top of my head, but fortunately I reacted quickly and lowered my head in time to escape, and then walked into the room, a simple bed, covered with a damp fishy smell.

"What are you doing?" I didn't see anyone in the house, and my first reaction was that the monk had played tricks on me.

I stomped my foot angrily, trying to rush out to settle accounts with the guy, but as soon as I turned around, the half-half wooden door suddenly "snapped" shut, and then a dark wind blew on my face, blowing my eyes painfully, and closed uncontrollably.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw a man I will never forget in my life.

"Old ...... Old man ......"

I was surprised, my mind was in a mess, my face was flushed, there seemed to be no words to describe my mood now, but I always felt that everything in front of me seemed so unreal.

That old face, with a cheap cigarette hanging from his mouth, and his falcon-like eyes staring at me as if sparks had collided.

His face didn't move, he didn't smile, because I knew that it would wrinkle the flesh on his face, and I wouldn't have a good impression of him.

I reached out and pushed my chest, which looked extremely thin, but I was still unmoved, and the feeling of weakness disappeared for a few moments.

"Phew, Rausch"

He took a sip of his cigarette and then reached out and hugged me into his arms, already unsuspecting.

Before I could resist, I was interrupted by his sudden words.

"Little hairy, hahahahaha, I haven't seen your grandfather for a long time," he rubbed my head mercilessly, and said in a tone of laughter, "Surprised?" Not surprised? ”

Only then did I react, pushed him away, and then patted my shirt in disgust, and replied, "You old immortal, don't take advantage of me"

"Eh, I haven't seen you for so long, and I still can't speak" The old man patted my head and said with a smile, "How do you talk to the elders, do it again"

"It's the same a few more times," I said, glaring at him with long eyes, slightly angry, "Do you know what I think when I see you?" ”

"What?" He was stunned.

"I'm wondering," I took a breath, "are you the only fucking guy who appeared in my dreams, couldn't see people when I needed them, and came up when I didn't, ...... Alas"

I couldn't think of anything to scold him, so I sighed hatefully.

"And you now," the old man whistled, "do you need Lao Tzu, huh?" ”

When I heard this, I looked up at him, as if he had never changed his appearance, with a little spirit, and the words he said always had a joking smile.

At this moment, I felt a little tired.

I looked at him, looked at his narrowed eyes, and could only say helplessly: "There are still a lot of things waiting for you to deal with, a lot of people waiting for you to save, don't joke with me here"

"I know" He suddenly put away his smile, lit another cigarette, turned to the door and said, "Zen Yi, you come in"

"Yes"

The monk's voice came from outside the door, and he walked in with his palms folded and bowed to the old man.

"It turns out that his name is Zen Yi," I nodded, this monk's Dharma name is very good.

After Zen entered the door, he just closed his eyes slightly, bent his body slightly, and stood respectfully in front of the old man, without saying a word.

"Your little brother?" I asked the old man if he said this just to lighten the mood, but what I wanted to know more was his identity.

"I saved a life, and I wandered, I can be regarded as half a helper" The old man didn't explain too much, just mentioned it casually, and then changed the topic to me, "I almost understand the situation, what do you think of the next road?" ”

He gave me the right to speak at once, which made it a little difficult for me to answer.

I touched my chin and thought about it, this is not a joke, and after thinking about it, I decided to say, "It should be...... Destroy the Yin Lands to the west, right? ”

"How so?" The old man asked with a puff of smoke rings.

"My guess is that most of the masterminds behind the scenes are the people who took away Youlian, Ah Gong and the bandits, and the purpose of taking them away is most likely to not let us come into contact with the Yin Land," I said carefully, "So, as long as we show that we want to eradicate the Yin Land, maybe we will fish him out?" ”