Looking at the scene in front of him, Ren Song felt bad in his heart, but he was afraid that he would enter the illusion of that formation again at this time, and hear the old monk Jueming ask. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info moved in his heart, turned his head and asked: "I almost forgot, the master turned out to be the reincarnation of the famous white python in Luozhong, but it was disrespectful......"

"Nan no Shizun...... How does Childe know about Lao Wei's past life? This time it was the turn of the old monk to be surprised, and his face was full of surprise.

"It's the time-space travel phantom array just now!" Ren Song replied with a smile, he didn't know the name of this big array, but when he saw that the old monk Jueming asked, he made one up.

"Time travel? How can this be, that is a magical power only a great bodhisattva can have......" It seems that the old monk is no stranger to this term, and the surprise on his face is even stronger.

The cowardly on the other side grinned, and continued: "Yes, I also think it's impossible, but just now when I was in this formation, I traveled to 1936 and saw the demeanor of the great monk in your previous life. ”

"What?" The old monk Jueming was even more shocked when he heard this. Stared at Ren Song tightly and said, "Childe...... What exactly do you see? ”

"Hey, hey!" Ren Song saw that he was nervous, and immediately said with a smile: "Old monk doesn't need to be so nervous, just watched the process of your ascension in your previous life......" As he spoke, he told Venerable Jueming everything he had just seen in the illusion.

"Huh?" After listening to his words, Master Jueming was first shocked and then puzzled, and finally just bowed his head and remained silent, as if he was recalling something.

Seeing him like this, Ren Song didn't want to ask again, just looked at the illusion around him and secretly wondered, looking at this appearance should be in the fifties and sixties, although I don't know what will run out this time, but it is obvious that the level of the guy in the formation should not be enough, otherwise the first illusion array will not be broken so easily, he thought about it carefully, the more he felt sure.

The phantom array just now was not dangerous at all, but he just watched a real legend, and after saying a few words to Master Jueming, he broke out of the formation, which shows that the skills of the person who arranged the array are really poor. However, this illusion is repeated again and again, maybe it is the kind of incremental effect, and the illusion array of the latter layer will be much more powerful than the previous layer......

He was guessing to himself, but he saw Master Jueming next to him suddenly open his eyes and sigh, "Amitabha, good...... Oh, it was really dangerous just now! He was in a hurry, and began to shout again, but this time, although he had already found out, he did not care to correct his mistake.

"Master Ren, when you just said that the illusion was at the end, you once asked me: 'It is wrong to do good and cultivate immortals, is it impossible to do evil and cultivate demons?'" The old monk turned his head to look at Ren Song and asked, seeing him nodding yes, he couldn't help but sigh: "It's really dangerous, if it weren't for the donor's words to help, the old monk would be really troublesome this time!" ”

"Help?" Ren Song, who was on the side, was a little surprised when he heard this, and asked, "Old monk, don't say it's okay to keep half of it, what do you mean by that?" Looking at Venerable Jueming, who was shaking his head and sighing to himself, he hurriedly urged: "What is the situation, why can't I figure it out?" ”

"Good...... Wonderful! The old monk sighed, turned his face and said to Ren Song: "Master Ren, what you experienced just now was not a phantom array at all, but an old man's dream......

"What?" Ren Song, whose eyes were already staring at him like copper bells, was about to be broken at this time, looking at the word "Chuan" squeezed out of the wrinkles on the old monk's forehead, he said for a long time: "You mean, I was actually in your dream just now?" Hearing the words of the old monk Jueming, this cowardly goods finally suddenly, no wonder it will be worn for three or six years, but it turns out to be the memory of this old monk's previous life, and it is no wonder that Master Jueming is not in that illusion The eyebrows are black, it turns out to be his dream!

"Shame, shame! When this dream was still alive, he often started before the age of fifty, and then he had to be enlightened by the master, and after seeing through himself, he stopped dreaming, and today he suddenly entered this dream again, and he still felt strange in the dream, why was the donor present? Later, the scenery was shattered and the dream came out, but I forgot all the things in the dream...... It wasn't until the donor mentioned it just now that I remembered what I had just dreamed of! ”

When the old monk said this, he saluted Ren Songhe and said: "Good, good, I have to thank the donor, if it weren't for your words to save me, with the old man's thoughts just now, I'm afraid that I will also fall into the devil's path, so dangerous...... It's dangerous! When Ren Song saw him say this, his eyes were full of fear, it seemed that the situation just now might be really dangerous, and even Venerable Jueming, a Buddhist disciple who has always been calm and indifferent, would be panicked.

Although he didn't figure it out, he just asked casually, why he was instantly renamed from "childe" to "donor", but Ren Song didn't bother to ask, just looked at the scenery in front of him and said: "If the illusion here is the same as just now, don't ask, this must be the dream of that Aunt Jin!" ”

"There is no place to hide in the south, and the donor's words are reasonable!" The old monk next to him, the Sichuan character on the top of his forehead is deeper, he accepts the old woman Zhao as an apprentice, and knows the details of it naturally, the old woman herself was transferred to the Luozhong Qin Opera Troupe when she was young, and she has not left for decades, and the age of the scenery in front of her is obviously very close to when she was young.

It's just that what Venerable Jueming doesn't understand is why there is no one on the entire street at this time? He took a closer look at the commissary around him, it was empty, and then beckoned Ren Song to rush to the pharmacy and steamed bun restaurant in front of him, and walked a few steps to see that the cowardly goods were still in the same place, and when he turned around to greet him, he saw that he was stuffing the big front door in the cigarette cabinet of the commissary, Sanmenxia and other unchewed cigarettes into his pocket.

"Donor, this is a dream, how can the items in it be real!" The old monk sighed lightly and opened his mouth to persuade.

"Really? I'll try! Ren Song, who was on the other side, opened a pack of big front doors when he heard this, took out one and lit it with a lighter, took a sharp breath, and then spewed out a second-hand smoke plane and flew over the old monk's bald head, before he smiled: "The dream is fake, but this cigarette is real, not bad, the cigarette that I didn't chew before is energetic!" ”

"Good!" The old monk sighed softly, and walked towards the steamed bun restaurant again, and hurriedly followed with the cowardice of the big front door in his mouth. One after the other entered the steamed bun restaurant. The situation made the two more puzzled, and the steamed bun restaurant was already empty at this time, but it could be clearly seen that it was in a state of business.

The kitchen at the back is steaming and filled with all kinds of cooked and raw xiaolongbao. In the front hall, there are several tables with chopsticks and buns, one of which is obviously halfway through the meal, and one of the dipping dishes still has half-bitten buns. It's as if everyone here has disappeared in an instant.

Looking at the situation in front of him, Ren Song, who was a little confused, scratched the back of his head vigorously, turned his head to stare at the old monk and said, "Master, what do you think of the current situation?" ”

(To be continued.) )