With Du Muqing's support, Bao Yuan strode forward, took the scroll from the monk's hand, and said thank you sincerely.

Look at the monk up close, the monk is about fifty years old, with extremely high cheekbones, thin bones, straight waist, seven locks of gray and white beard, not long, not thick, not dense, dirty but not messy, coarse linen clothes, wearing monk shoes, plain but not poor, very similar to the golden body Buddha shell that everyone saw earlier.

Bao Yuan asked puzzledly: "Master, my divine scroll has reached your hand?" ”

The monk smiled and said: "Bao Houdao Yushan Dragon Tongue got a shocking scroll, which marked the location of the dragon veins in the world, with the tadpole book of heaven, this scroll fell into the hands of the poor monk, Amitabha Buddha...... Lord Bao Shi, do you know the real secret of this scroll? ”

Sun Panzi saw that the monk was not good-looking, but he spoke very well, although he did not answer what his name was.

Sun Panzi didn't dare to make a mistake.

Bao Yuan said embarrassedly: "I don't know, master, can you tell me?" ”

The monk saluted with both hands and said slowly: "The secret of the divine scroll, it is better to know what the donor does not know, it is not a good thing to know, it is not a bad thing to know, it is not good to know, it is not evil, it is good to be foolish, it is stupid to be wise, and the donor is a person who is blessed and long-lived, noble and honorable, Amitabha!" ”

Bao Yuan really wanted to say: "What is it, what is it, what is the Buddha, what is the Buddha, what is the mess, can you say something that people understand?" The thought immediately flew out of my mind, and I didn't dare to think about it anymore. At the beginning, Bao Yuan secretly scolded that Huizi in his heart, and that Huizi was clear-sighted, although the monk in front of him returned the divine scroll to himself. If people can snatch it from Huizi, their skills must be cultivated in Huizi. Can you hide the strange words in your heart?

Ah Shirui shouted: "Bold, I didn't even think of kneeling when I saw Xiao Baoye." Where is Tianwei? Where is the king? Little Bao Ye, wait for me to come forward to the Nine Clans! ”

Du Muqing hurriedly turned around and said, "Brother Shirui, don't talk nonsense!" ”

Sun Panzi muttered to himself: "This great monk is a master in the world, and he also gives Xiaobao a scroll, even if he wants to kneel, he should kneel by Xiaobao, the treasure left by his ancestors can be preserved, and it is natural to kneel to others." Unlike me, my father was beaten to death and knelt in the county government. but he was thrown into a black prison, alas......"

The monk seemed to be waving a gag between them, ignoring them completely, only to hear the monk say again: "Lord Bao, the divine scroll has been in my hands for decades, and the poor monk has been waiting for the Bao family to come to pick it up at the bottom of Dongting Lake. ”

His words are really not trivial.

Everyone was shocked.

Sun Panzi, Du Muqing, and Bao Yuan, look at me. I look at you, and my heart is inexplicable.

Bao Yuanleng was stunned, and immediately hurriedly opened the scroll to see if it was his own. The monk said that the scroll had been in his hands for decades. He waited at the bottom of Dongting Lake for decades with a divine scroll, just to return it to the Bao family, oh my God! How many cases? Didn't the god scroll just be snatched away by that son? How could it fall into the hands of a monk for decades? Bao Yuan turned it upside down and looked at it dozens of times. The only divine scroll that can prove that the monk returned it to himself is the ancestral scroll, which is a corner that Bao Yuan once cut. Now that missing corner does exist, but. The story is terrifying.

"Master, how did you get this scroll?" Bao Yuan couldn't stop being curious.

"It's a long story......"

The monk looked at Sun Panzi and said with a smile: "As soon as I look at your left hand, I know that you should be Sun Panzi back then, do you remember me?" ”

Sun Panzi was stunned, and said in his heart: "What? Does this monk know Sun? He knows me, I don't know him, if he knew me, he must know that Sun Mou would not be able to enter the Holy Congress! Judging from the monk's wrapping of the round god scroll, it was a friend rather than an enemy, Sun Panzi immediately stepped forward and said politely: "Sun is clumsy, I really can't think of who the predecessor is, and I hope that the predecessor can make it clear that Sun should listen to the teachings of the senior, it is an honor!" ”

The monk smiled slightly and said, "Yes, yes, you don't remember me, it's not strange, but I remember you." ”

Sun Panzi blushed, could it be that he has been trapped in Tanggula Mountain for decades, and he can't tell the difference between right and wrong, and he can't tell the difference between familiarity and strangeness?

Du Muqing said in her heart: "Could it be that this great monk and Guangri are friends, so they know Sun Panzi?" ”

The monk said with a straight face: "Lord Bao, the divine scroll was lost from your hands, and you will have to take care of it in the future, and next time it falls into the hands of others, I'm afraid no one will be kind enough to return you?" This treasure must not be handed over to people with bad intentions, otherwise the world will be in chaos! ”

Bao Yuanhuan was inexplicable, and he couldn't go along with the beginning and end for a long time, and stumbled and asked: "Master, I'm a little confused...... A few of us came to the bottom of Dongting Lake, originally relying on the divine scroll, we came in, and when we walked here, there was no break at all, at most we drank water, smoked cigarettes, and talked a few nonsense or something, master, a few hours ago...... This divine scroll was snatched away by a very unreasonable Huizi, how could it be in your hands for decades? I'm confused, master, can you elaborate? ”

The monk said, "Lord Bao, I don't know if what you said is true or not, but the divine scroll has indeed been in my hands for decades. ”

Bao Yuanxin said: "Then, Lao Tzu still doesn't know if what you said is true or false? ”

Du Muqing was even more speechless, becoming more and more confused.

The monk said: "Master Bao, as for how this scroll fell into the hands of the poor monk, the poor monk can only tell you that this is handed over to me by the Tongsheng and the old man, and it has been more than 70 years, and the bottom of Dongting Lake is 15 days a day, well, yes, yes, it has been more than 70 years......

Sun Panzi was even more strange, and couldn't help asking: "Master, you know and know Sun, presumably Sun's third senior brother Zhang Liutong also knows, he and a demigod cultivator, the person who had robbed this divine scroll before left, master, this happened just now, did you see it?" ”

The monk smiled and said, "The poor monk doesn't know much about what you're talking about, but it's hard to say, maybe it's possible, everything in this world is possible!" He pointed to the golden and bronze shells scattered at the feet of the giant Buddha, and said: "I have been in the giant Buddha for decades, isolated from the world, every 30 years there will be a strange flood at the bottom of Dongting Lake, the golden shell on the golden Buddha will shed a layer, I will have to see the sun once, as for the outside affairs, the poor monks do not know." ”

Bao Yuanxin said: "So, you don't know that the god scroll was snatched from Lao Tzu, and this scroll was not snatched back from that hand. Oh my God, are there two scrolls? What's the situation? Bao Yuan immediately spread the scroll on the ground, looked at it carefully for a long time, no matter how he looked at it, it looked like his own, not bad at all, what was going on? Bao Yuan's mind is getting more and more chaotic, and his head is mushy.

Du Muqing looked at Song Peng and Ping Sigui, and said politely: "Master, those two are our friends, they may have fallen into evil at the bottom of Dongting Lake, I know that the master is very skilled, can you save them and let the two of them return to normal, I am grateful!" ”

Bao Yuan immediately said: "Yes, master, save them!" ”

The monk said lightly: "There is nothing wrong with the two of them, it is nothing more than seeing their past and present lives under specific circumstances, there is nothing strange, only let them see the objects they liked in their lives, and they will wake up and return to normal!" After speaking, the monk pointed to Song Peng and said: "This little benefactor, in his previous life was a tortured little novice, in his infancy he was thrown outside the temple gate, the same brother called him a wild species outside the door, he felt that he was particularly wronged, and finally one day, he couldn't stand it, swallowed Buddha beads and died, this life was arranged to reincarnate in a shantytown, at the bottom of Dongting Lake, his hidden Buddha thoughts, it was easy to be stimulated......"

"What about the other one?" Bao Yuan pointed to Ping Sigui and asked.

"He, his previous life was a hedgehog, often thought that he had a sharp thorn, invincible in the world, even tigers, leopards, dogs and bears did not pay attention, he offended the ghost in the underworld after his death, there was no money and silver, originally to be reincarnated as a thrush, but let the ghost be forced to wear a human skin, forever and forever by the fire candle ghost oppression, good, good...... At the foot of the giant Buddha is an ancient evil god, although this ancient evil god cannot be moved by the supreme Dafa, but there is an inexplicable ancient summoning power, anyone who is oppressed by the fire and candle ghost will be summoned, and the body will involuntarily move forward......"

"So, we're not oppressed by the Candle Spirit?" Bao Yuan secretly rejoiced.

"No, no, no, it's not that you haven't been oppressed by the Fire Candle Ghost, but someone has cut off the call of the ancient evil god to you!" (To be continued......)