In the temple of the four faces of Thailand, the breeze blows gently outside the house, the fallen leaves on the ground roll in front of the courtyard, several warrior monks are practicing martial arts outside the courtyard, and the white-eyed old man wearing a yellow monk's robe sits under the old tree and closes his eyes and meditates.

Xiao Meng supported me, slowly walked out of the house, and when she saw the white-eyed old man, Xiao Meng bowed slightly: "Abbot Kushu." ”

It turned out that this was the abbot of Kushu who had never been masked, and I saw that his face was full of ravines, and he looked dozens of years older than his junior brother Kulai, as if opening his eyes was a particularly laborious thing, and I was really worried that he would suddenly go west when he was talking to us.

Abbot Kushu slowly opened his eyes, but there were only whites of his eyes and no pupils, and I knew that Abbot Kushu was a blind man. Although he couldn't see it, he still found my exact position, his white eyes looked at me as if he was a god, and his voice was very vicissitudes: "Awake? ”

I nodded: "Wake up, I've seen Abbot Kushu." ”

"I have offended a lot before, please forgive Mr. Han Shui." Abbot Kushu apologized to me as soon as he opened his mouth, I think he was referring to the fact that Kulai did not help because of the underpants monk two years ago, but let Xiaomeng be seriously injured in the Ten Thousand Poison Forest.

"It's been two years since the incident, please don't mention it again, and the juniors don't mean to blame." I bowed my head slightly.

Kulai walked in from the side courtyard, saluted the abbot of Kushu, and nodded to me: "The mourning state is outside, do you want to invite them in?" ”

"Let them in, meet the hero."

The hero in Kushu's mouth is naturally me.

Two years ago, in order to prevent the rain from causing disaster to the world, I resolutely stayed on Liu Daohong's ship, and burned Yang Chun and Yin Yu to death with karmic fire at the last moment, and my body also disappeared in that explosion.

Everyone thought I was dead, and even Kushu shook his head at Xiaomeng.

In that battle, because of my delay, we won a big victory.

When Jeb's army landed, Liu Daohong was about to escape, but Yin Sha had already arrived with the coalition forces of Simiansi Temple, cutting off his back road.

As a result, Liu Daohong was captured alive, died in the rain, and all the zombies in Gu Nan Town were executed.

After the incident, Xiao San and Mengzhu returned to Pingtan and Jebu returned to Tibet, and Fubang and Tuoxin rebuilt the relationship between the head descending master and Simian Temple.

There is also bad news.

After Bai Cheng returned to Wudang, he directly announced that the relationship with Laoshan was broken, and since then, the disciples of the two major sects have been red-eyed when they meet, and the two factions have fought countless bloody battles in the past two years, with countless casualties.

Derpy put all his energy into attacking the northern demon clan, and now the two demon clans, Hu Santai's grandmother, have been wiped out by all members.

Xiaomeng didn't listen to Derpy's advice, and stayed in Simian Temple, she ate fasting and chanted scriptures every day, and went to Gu Nan Town every three or five days to sit all day, she always murmured to the endless sea that I was alive.

……

There have been so many things that have happened in the past two years, and when Xiaomeng told me, I couldn't accept it for a while, and my mind was still a little confused, so I couldn't remember too much news.

Two years ago, I was so sure that I had been crushed by the explosion, but two years later, I was somehow reborn and drifted back to Thailand with the waves.

Maybe it's because of the power of the Nine Corpse Butterflies.

I never thought the Nine Corpse Butterflies would be so powerful.

Two years...... I suddenly shuddered.

Sun Jing has been locked up in the underworld for two years, I don't know what the situation is in the underworld now, whether Sun Jing is dead or alive, what is the result of the battle between the ghost emperors, and whether the Emperor Xudu has gone back.

Takushin's shouts pulled me back from my thoughts.

"Brother Han Shui!"

Before the sound arrived, compared to two years ago, Takunobu was much taller, already at the same level as me, and his voice seemed more magnetic, but he was really a big boy.

I habitually wanted to reach out to Tuoxin's head silently, but I found that he was as tall as me, and the posture of touching his head was very weird, so I withdrew my hand awkwardly: "Long time no see." ”

When I said this, I felt a little weird, after all, for me, it was just a sleep, as if yesterday we were still sailing on the sea, a few days ago Takushin was a child, and it has been two years since I woke up.

Tuoxin looked very happy: "It's like a dream!" ”

Xiaomeng also laughed happily: "It's true, it's not a dream." ”

"He's a hero for all of Thailand."

A shadow walked out from behind Tuoxin, it was the mourning state wearing a mask, in the past two years, the relationship between the head descending division and the Simian Temple has been improved, and the head descending division under the mourning state camp has stopped doing things that hurt the heavens and reason, but began to study the spell of helping the world and saving people, and the head descending master is finally no longer a street rat.

Even if I am thick-skinned, I am a little embarrassed: "The predecessors of the mourning state have been promoted." ”

In the battle two years ago, the sacrifice of the final monkey and Yang Chun was exchanged for the peace of the whole of Thailand, and my sacrifice was also a key point in the battle, so it is not an exaggeration to call me a hero.

"Do you want to see Liu Daohong?" Mourning asked directly.

I already know about Liu Daohong's capture, and what I want to do most at the moment is to meet this "old man" in person, at this time my mood is very calm, and I don't have much thought of killing him, after all, there are many things in the world that are more terrifying than death.

Now what I want to do is to have a good chat with Liu Daohong quietly, I have many questions in my heart, many puzzles.

"Clean up, my car is outside, Liu Daohong is being imprisoned by us in the dungeon of Gu Nan Town, I will take you to meet him."

I didn't have anything to clean up, so I turned to look at Xiao Meng, who was holding my arm, and Xiao Meng winked at me and motioned for me to wait for her.

I saw Xiao Meng let go of my arm, turned to kneel in front of the abbot of Kushu, kowtowed three times, and said, "Thank you Abbot for your guidance in the past two years." ”

Kushu couldn't see any color in his eyes: "Since you have waited for him, let him go." ”

Xiao Meng nodded gratefully, then stood up and bowed deeply to Abbot Kushu again.

Kushu said to me again: "Mr. Han Shui, after meeting Liu Daohong, I know that you will still have many questions, when the time comes, come back to Simian Temple, I can answer some of them for you." ”

Although I haven't seen the skills of the abbot of Kushu, but if he can be the abbot of Simian Temple, he will only be strong and not weak.

"Okay."

Everyone saluted again, and the mourning state took us to the car to Gu Nan Town, in the car, Tuoxin and I talked a lot, but it was nothing more than some trivial things, the most important thing for me to pay attention to, or the two things in Xiaomeng's mouth.

First, Liu Daoqing assisted Liu Tomb in plotting against Laoshan, killed the old boss, and rebuilt the management of Laoshan.

The second one is about my master.