"Uncle Yang, I'm going to go and see it alone." Looking at Yang Nan, who was relieved, Yan Yun said in a low voice.

"Yan Yun, what do you mean by that?" Yang Nan frowned, he felt a wave of uneasiness, Yan Yun was going to leave alone?

"Uncle Yang, do you remember the old monk who was in the mine cave in Huarong Community at that time?" Getting off the bike, Yan Yun sat on the ground casually and continued: "At that time, I learned five tricks from his hands, which is why I wielded a stick every day. ”

"So, you're from Buddhism?" Yang Nan was a little surprised, the old monk in Huarong Community was known to everyone at that time, but the old monk couldn't say a few words a day, and what he said was extremely mysterious, Yan Yun actually learned something from the old monk?

"I don't know how to do it, but because of this, I decided to give it a try." Looking at Yang Nan, Yan Yun said quietly.

With a long sigh, Yang Nan had a headache, what if Yan Yun was really a member of Buddhism and Tingting?

Follow Yan Yun in? This is obviously not realistic, so what to do? I have some food on me, but what should I do when I finish eating? Or let Yan Yun teach his old monk the five tricks?

"Yan Yun, do you want me to help you shave your head?" Sitting on the back seat of the bicycle, Yang Ting bent over and used both hands to control the handlebars of the bicycle and said jokingly to Yan Yun.

Yan Yunleng paused, did he want to leave Yang Nan and Yang Ting behind? But if you don't leave them, how can you join Wolong Temple? How do you learn supernatural powers? How to take revenge on the Huarong community?

"If I can join Wolong Temple, I will help you survive." Looking at Yang Nan, who bowed his head and was silent, Yan Yun made up his mind and said.

After speaking, Yan Yunji looked at Yang Ting and said with a light smile: "If you want to scrape, you can scrape." ”

"Oh, let's talk about it when you can join," Yang Ting shook the handlebars of the bicycle and said softly.

"By the way, Yan Yun, the seven or eight thousand people at the gate are very dangerous now, and it will be better in the past by noon." Getting off the bike, Yang Nan gently patted the dust on his body and reminded Yan Yun again.

The spring breeze blew, with a burst of earthy fragrance, to show that at noon, Yan Yun, Yang Nan, and Yang Ting sat around the fire waiting for the military canned rice to be cooked.

The three of them stared at the fire, not talking about the past, not about the present, not about the future, just waiting quietly.

The rice was fragrant, and Yan Yun habitually dialed the military canned food next to the fire to Yang Nan and Yang Ting.

"Amitabha, the little monk has been hungry for a night and hasn't eaten a bite, I wonder if the three donors can give some white rice?" Just as Yan Yun was about to pick up his chopsticks and eat the white rice of the military can, a man's voice rang out.

Hearing this man's voice, Yan Yun immediately frowned, and looked at the five-meter wall not far away, a young man in his twenties wearing a pale green monk's robe was laughing at the three of them.

This young man, his bald head is as bright as the hundred-watt lamp, his eyebrows are thick like the immovable spring silkworm, his eyes are as clear as the pure water in the pool, the bridge of his nose is wide and straight, and his lips are slender and the willow leaves of March.

If it weren't for the young man's height of only 160, he would really be fascinated by thousands of girls.

Looking at the monk on the wall, Yan Yunleng paused, this monk is the one-meter-six monk who made three moves, rescued people, grabbed guns, and beat people?

"If the master doesn't dislike it, he will sit down together and eat this white rice." As soon as the thought in Yang Nan's heart turned, he immediately stood up and invited softly. Now the power of Buddhism is not a little false, if you can climb some relationships, it will really benefit you and Tingting a lot.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, since this benefactor gave alms to the little monk, then the little monk I am not welcome." The 160 monk bowed to Yang Nan, and with a slight touch of his feet, he fell from the five-meter wall.

Landing silently, the 160 monk came slowly, and sat down by the fire under the gaze of Yan Yun and the three of them.

Looking at the military canned food in front of the three of them, the 160 monk picked up the military canned white rice in front of Yan Yun and poured it into the wooden bowl in his arms from the ground, and said lightly: "Three donors, the little monk hasn't eaten for a night, and he is hungry and wants to see my Buddha, so you're welcome." ”

As he spoke, the 160 monk took the chopsticks in Yan Yun's hand and ate the white rice in the wooden bowl.

Looking at the 160 monk, he guessed his intention in his heart. In addition to the original speculation that he was a disciple of the outer sect of Buddhism, Yan Yun believed that eighty percent of the 160 monks came for themselves.

160 The monk ate quickly, and it seemed that he was telling the truth when he said that he hadn't eaten all night. But this made Yan Yun a little strange, could it be that the monks of Wolong Temple couldn't eat enough?

With a satisfied "ah" sound, the 160 monk said to Yan Yun: "Donor, is there water?" ”

Taking out a bottle of water from his travel bag, Yan Yun handed it to Monk 160 and asked, "Master, aren't you here just for a bowl of white rice?" ”

"Let me drink saliva first, don't hurry, don't hurry." Monk 160 took the water, unscrewed the cap of the bottle and said with a smile.

"Goo-dong, goo-dong, goo-dong." After the sound of swallowing three times, a bottle of 600 ml of water was drunk by 160 monks.

Wiping the water stains from the corners of his mouth with his hands, the 160 monk put his somewhat wet hands on the clothes Yan Yun was wearing and wiped them, looked at Yan Yun and said lightly: "Little monk, I came here because I want to tell you something, you are a disciple outside the Buddhist family who is qualified to enter Wolong Temple." But there is one thing I would like to remind you. ”

"Please also remind the master" Yan Yun heard the 160 monk say this, and immediately rejoiced in his heart, as long as he can enter Wolong Temple, are you afraid that you won't be able to learn supernatural powers?

"Don't kill people, you have a lot of karma on you, and if you used to do this, you would be in danger." The 160 monk took back his clean hands and said lightly.

Hearing that this 160 monk Yan Yun Mo wanted to kill, Yang Nan frowned slightly, since the contact to the present, Yan Yun has killed enough people, if it was changed, he would have been shot before, but now no one will say anything.

"Master Xie reminds." Yan Yun didn't think much of what the 160 monk said about his heavy crimes, if he didn't kill, rob, or fight, would he be able to live until now? But now that the 160 monks kindly reminded him, Yan Yun could only respond lightly.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, the little monk is full of food and drink, and I will say goodbye." The 160 monk slowly stood up, patted the light cyan monk's robe that was sitting on the ground just now, and walked towards the five-meter-high wall.

"Isn't the master sitting down?" Yang Nan saw that the 160 monk was about to leave, and immediately persuaded. But the 160 monk's footsteps did not stop at all, and he jumped into the five-meter wall.

And when Monk 160 disappeared from sight, Monk 160's voice rang in Yan Yun's ears.

"Donor, you only have one year left in your life, your life is worrying, if you want to live a few more days, you can get together enough 1,000 magic stones to come to Wolong Temple, of course, the more magic stones, the better, and there are tens of millions, don't tell others that I said it."

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