"What are you doing, let go of me, let go of me!!" Yang Jing tried her best to break free from Ah Hui's arms at this moment, and slammed it, but Ah Hui ruthlessly threw her on the seat of the sports car.

Since Zhao Lusi pulled out a knife to help me and Ah Hui last time, we were ready to take Yang Jing to express our sincere thanks to her, after all, drink water and don't forget to dig wells.

"Kunkun drive, hurry up and don't make noise! Take you to meet someone. Ah Hui fumbled the key out of Yang Jing's pocket and threw it to me.

"Is this a bandit?" Yang Jing looked at Ah Hui, who was so arrogant, with a look of astonishment.

"Bandits don't know if they don't bandits, but he doesn't speak like a Taoist. It must not contribute much to society. ”

With a bang, I started the sports car, and Yang Jing, who was sitting in the back seat, was locked by Ah Hui at the moment, and Ah Hui did this because he was afraid that he would jump out of the car halfway.

After a while, seeing the car running onto the road, Ah Hui finally let go of Yang Jing.

"That, what, I'm going to go to my master's, my master's has an accident." Yang Jing patted the front seat and said eagerly to Ah Hui and me.

"Your master?" I looked in the mirror and asked.

Indeed, I've known each other for so long, and I still don't know who Yang Jing's master is, I originally thought that he should be an ordinary Taoist priest in the Dao Alliance sect, but who knows, Yang Jing's next words made my cognition of him refresh to a new height.

"That's right, my master has an accident in their temple!" Yang Jing leaned forward.

"Wait, temple !?" Ah Hui and I turned to look at him in unison.

"Look at the road, look at the road!!!" Yang Jing looked at the railing outside the car that was about to crash into me and hurriedly shouted to me.

"it!" With a hiss, I hit the steering wheel to death and hit the brakes at the same time, finally stopping the car safely just as I was about to hit it.

"We should take a taxi...... Yang Jing looked out the window at the smoke rising from the friction of the tires.

……

"Then you are a Taoist priest? How can you worship a monk as a teacher? I sat in the co-pilot and looked at Yang Jing who was driving, and asked suspiciously.

"I'm ashamed." Yang Jing chuckled and told Ah Hui and me his story.

It turned out that Yang Jing's parents believed in Buddhism since he was young, but his grandfather believed in Taoism, so when Yang Jing was five years old, whether to send him to the temple or Taoism, the two generations had different disputes, and in the end the old man used a very scientific method, that is, "toss a coin." ”

"What ??!" Ah Hui and I were shocked in unison.

"Listen to me." Yang Jing took a puff of the dzy on her neck.

There are only two outcomes of a coin toss, right? One side is positive. On the other hand, it was unfortunate that the coin that Yang Jing threw at home that day was actually standing in the middle of the floor, and in the end his grandfather felt that this was the will of heaven, and God meant to hand over Yang Jing to a master who knew both Taoism and Buddhism.

"Daoist, do you understand the Dharma?" Yang Jing's grandfather asked the respected Taoist chief at the Taoist temple.

"Master, do you know how to do Taoism?" Yang Jing's grandfather asked the robed host in the temple.

Without exception, all of them were blasted out, and after all kinds of searching, there was no result, and they couldn't be found at all.

"Your grandfather...... It's so strong. "After listening to Yang Jing, I was afraid for a while, isn't this equivalent to going to KFC to order a McDonald's burger?!

"Hahahaha." Yang Jing also felt funny and happy.

"But didn't you say you couldn't find it? And what about you? Ah Hui, who was listening carefully to the story on the side, asked with some doubts.

"Later ......"

Later, in the search to no avail, Yang Jing could only return with his grandfather, but on the way back on a mountain, Yang Jing and his grandfather were attacked by mountain ghosts. The master is full of Amitabha. But he never stopped the sword in his hand.

That moment. Yang Jing's grandfather finally found a master who knew both Taoism and Buddhism.

"Uh, so is your master a monk or a Taoist?" Ah Hui touched his chin.

"It seems that he used to be a Taoist priest, but he didn't know what happened later, so he was ordained a monk." Yang Jing said that he was also a little unclear.

"Have you seen that movie? Dawei Tianlong that. I looked at Yang Jing and Ah Hui

"I've seen it, and I can tell at a glance that you're not human." Ah Hui said and gestured with the gestures in the movie

"I guess the quiet master, that's it."

"No, no, no, my master is not like that, my master will only chant and knock on the wooden fish every day." Yang Jing retorted with a smile.

……

When we arrived at the temple, the dilapidated degree of the temple made Ah Hui and I laugh and couldn't help but shed "tears" for Yang Jing's hard work in learning art when she was a child.

This temple is extremely dilapidated, this Xiaohua Temple is in the deep mountains and old forests, and there are usually no pilgrims to incense, and before you can't earn sesame oil, it's strange that you can be extravagant.

"Let's go!" Yang Jing looked at the temple that had been absent for a long time, and smiled slightly.

And just then, I noticed a noise in the bushes behind us, and the man in the grass seemed to be trying to hide himself, but ...... His white clothes stood out in a green grass, and I couldn't help but be speechless, saying that this camouflage technique was too stretched.

With each step we took, the white-robed mysterious man behind us followed suit, seeming to ...... He hadn't noticed that he had been discovered.

Just as we were about to step into the temple, there was a snap and a hand was placed on my shoulder.

"Who are you?"

When we finally showed up, I looked back and saw a bare-headed monk in a white robe, about twenty-one or twelve years old, looking at us.

"Senior brother!!" The little monk saw Yang Jing turn his head. There was a hint of shock on his face, and then he ran towards Yang Jing excitedly.

Ah Hui and I were stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look at this monk more carefully.

The monk looks fine-skinned and tender, and looks quite handsome.

"Juechen!" Yang Jing and Juechen hugged each other tightly, as if the joy of reunion after a long absence was far more than that.

"Come on, come on, Juechen, let me introduce you, these are my two friends, Wang Kun and Wang Yuhui." Yang Jing excitedly introduced Ah Hui and me.

"Hello, little master." I saluted Juechen with my hands folded, and Juechen smiled and saluted me back.

"He looks so handsome, why shouldn't he be an idol when he is a monk?" Ah Hui looked at Juechen, who had an extremely handsome face, and couldn't help but say regretfully.

And after Juechen heard Ah Hui finish speaking, his eyes lit up instantly. ran to Ah Hui's side.

"What? What is an idol!? ”

"What do you call an idol?"

According to Yang Jing, his junior brother was picked up since he was a child, and in the past 20 years, he has never gone down the mountain and never experienced the red dust world.

Just when Ah Hui was enthusiastically introducing the world under the mountain to Juechen, a burst of wooden fish and Buddha sounds came from the hall, and Yang Jing instantly stopped being hippie and smiling seriously.

When we walked into the hall with Yang Jing, we saw a kind old monk, wearing a white yellow robe, sitting cross-legged in front of the Buddha statue knocking on the wooden fish and reciting Buddhist scriptures.

"Meditation, you're back." The old monk stopped the wooden fish in his hand and slowly got up.

"Meditation?" Could it be that this is a quiet trumpet? Quietly, quietly, it's quite a match.

"The disciple is not filial, please meet the master." Yang Jing bowed down and bowed to the old monk in front of him.

"You've been down the mountain for years, how do you feel?" The old monk whispered and looked at Yang Jing.