I heard the clay figure say that there was a great power in me. I couldn't help but be nervous and excited. I couldn't believe it and said, "Mighty power? My parents are ordinary people, and I am very ordinary. Where does the great power come from? ”

The clay monk nodded: "I know." You are also an ordinary person now. It's just that the wind and clouds will meet, and the times will create heroes. ”

I was thrilled by what he said and asked, "What the hell is going on?" What do you know? ”

The clay figure monk smiled slightly and said, "I don't know anything. It's just that the old monk has been practicing meditation here for more than a thousand years. I can just see things clearly. Cause and effect, coincidence, young man, someone chose you. ”

I asked, "Who chose me?" Why? What fruit? ”

However, the clay figure just shook his head, and there was no more substantive answer.

I scratched my head and asked him about the empty house, what the true dragon son is, and what will happen during the Double Ninth Festival. But the clay monk shook his head and said he didn't know. I saw that he looked sincere, not like he was pretending, and I didn't pay attention for a while.

Mr. Lu dragged me aside and whispered, "Some high-ranking monks have been cultivating for many years. It can predict good luck and bad luck and know the fate of people. Perhaps the clay figure monk has reached this realm. ”

I sighed and whispered, "What's the use of saying a few words about the clouds and mountains and fog covers?" ”

Mr. Lu smiled and followed the clay figure monk in front.

The Tibetan monk was still guarding the gate of the courtyard. He saw that the clay figure monk not only came to life, but also moved freely, slowly coming out of the courtyard. I couldn't help but be surprised and admired.

The clay figure monk bowed and said with a smile: "Hello, old neighbor." Ten years ago, it was you who recited the scriptures in front of me. Ten years later, you don't come often, but you are replaced by your junior brother. Hey, the old monk sat in meditation, motionless, and could hear the sound of your chanting, and his heart was very happy. ”

The Tibetan monk's hands trembled a little, and he said, "It turns out that you have never died? ”

The clay monk smiled and nodded, and said, "Can you give the old monk a bowl of water to drink?" ”

The Tibetan monk nodded again and again: "Okay, okay, okay." ”

Then he panicked and let the clay figure monk in. Prepared a lot of food. But the clay figure monk didn't move, just picked up the water and drank it slowly.

I thought to myself: he has not eaten or drunk for decades, I am afraid that his internal organs have shrunk, and it is not easy to be able to drink water.

After drinking the water, the clay figure monk looked much more energetic than just now. He moved his hands and feet and said, "Let's leave it at that." ”

The Tibetan monk looked at us dumbfounded. Then he asked, "Where are you going?" ”

The clay monk replied lightly: "Central Plains." ”

As we walked through the small village, we were greeted by countless villagers. The clay figure monk turned a blind eye and walked slowly past.

By this time it was getting dark. Night is here again. I walked on the mountain trail for a while, and gradually I became a little out of breath. That's when I realized that the clay figure monk was definitely not as weak as it seemed.

His movements are slow, and the distance of his limbs swinging is small. But from the beginning of the rush to the present, I have not rested once.

I gritted my teeth and followed. By the time we finally got down the hill and found the driver of the black car, I was already in shock.

The rest of the story was much smoother. We bought train tickets and got on the bus.

When on the bus, although the passengers are crowded, they all consciously give way to the circle. No one dared to huddle with the clay monks.

I asked a young man strangely, "Are you worried that you will squeeze him out and lie to you?" ”

The young man shook his head, and then nervously whispered in my ear, "He doesn't look like a living man." ”

Although the voice was small, it still reached the ears of the clay monk. The clay monk smiled at him and said nothing.

The young man remained uneasy, and after a few minutes fled to another carriage.

I looked at the clay figure monk and said to Mr. Lu, "No wonder everyone is afraid of him." How can anyone come out with grass growing on their body? We should let him take a bath. ”

Mr. Lu smiled and shook his head, and said, "I can't wash it." The dirt was already part of his body. After taking a bath, not only the dirt is gone, but the flesh and skin will also fall off. Do you think it would be easy for someone his age to maintain this body? ”

I nodded slightly.

When we got off the bus, it was probably late in the evening. I was so tired that I called Secretary Wang.

Secretary Wang is now running forward and backward without complaint, and soon drove the car to pick us up. When he saw the clay figure monk, he was also a little surprised, and asked me nervously: "Brother Zhao, is this old guy dead or alive?" How do you feel like you've just dug out of the ground? ”

I smiled and said, "Alive." It's just a little dirty. ”

Secretary Wang took us to the empty house, and then went back to pick up Xue Qian.

The clay figure monk walked around the empty house, nodded incessantly, and said, "Not bad, not bad." The place is good. ”

I asked, "What's so good about this place?" ”

The clay monk said, "Feng Shui is good. ”

I smiled and said, "Do monks also talk about feng shui?" ”

The clay monk laughed twice: "When the old monk was young, he learned a lot of things. ”

The two of us were playing haha, and Secretary Wang sent Xue Qian back. Xue Qian held the big knife and looked around vigilantly before walking in.

When he saw us, he said anxiously, "Why are you only coming back now?" I've been suffocating at the police station for the past few days. And I have to make up nonsense to lie to my mother. ”

I scratched my head and said, "It would be nice to be back now." ”

Xue Qian pointed to the clay monk: "Who is this?" ”

Mr. Lu said: "This is the helper we have hired. He helped us deal with the demon monks. ”

Xue Qian looked at the clay figure monk with a suspicious expression. I quickly winked at him, and finally made him hold back his words. Array?

The clay monk looked at the sky and said, "Soon it will be dark." You go get something to eat first. ”

The three of us nodded, bought some food nearby, and hurried back.

The clay figure monk walked around the street. Then he walked back tremblingly. He looked at the three of us and said, "When you're done, stay in this room." Don't come out. ”

Xue Qian stretched out her hand and handed over the big knife and asked, "Do you need this thing?" ”

The clay figure shook his head slightly.

As time passed, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road.

The clay monk sat cross-legged at the door of the empty dead house, and he became the old monk again.

I looked at him with some concern: "He just moved his hands and feet, and now he is sitting down again." Will you be able to stand up after a while? ”

Xue Qian asked Mr. Lu: "If the demon monk doesn't come tonight." What to do? ”

Mr. Lu shook his head and said, "The demon monk will definitely come, I already feel him." ”

As if to corroborate his words. As soon as Mr. Lu's words fell, the sound of bells came from all directions.

The sound clearly surrounded us. I couldn't help but feel a little nervous. But when I saw the clay figure monk sitting in front of the door, as if he had taken root, my heart gradually became more steady.

A few minutes later, several people appeared in front of the door of the empty house.

I saw that they were dressed in ordinary clothes, and they seemed to be clean. It's not like a dead man. It's just that their eyes are glazed, as if they are sleepwalking.

Mr. Lu blurted out: "The demon monk actually refines the living? ”

As soon as Mr. Lu's words came out, a voice immediately answered, saying, "You have cut down all my dead people, of course I have to refine the living." Taoist priest, if you think this matter is hurtful, then repent, you are the culprit. ”

Mr. Lu said angrily: "What nonsense. ”

We didn't know where the demon monk was, but we could only hear him say in a loud voice: "I really didn't expect that a few of you would dare to come back?" Hehe, don't think I don't know where you've been these days. What do you think? Have you seen my nephew? Does he dare to come and kill me? ”

I thought to myself, "No wonder the demon monk is so rampant, it turns out that he knows that no one can control him anymore." ”

Mr. Lu said lightly: "If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, and there are many people who can kill you." Your nephew can't do it, there are other people who can. ”