"Half?"

Da Xiu was puzzled, thinking to himself, how could there be only half of such an exaggerated protection measure? So he asked, "Old man, what about the other half of the Yin Spirit Beads?" Or is it that only half of them are here?"

The old monkey stared at him, didn't speak, and looked at Chen Daxiu.

Daxiu touched the back of his head and said, "Don't keep staring at me, I'm not a big girl......"

The crowd burst into laughter.

The old monkey snorted and said, "If my guess is right, the other half of the Yin Spirit Bead is on you!"

"Me?"

Daxiu pointed to the tip of his nose, a little unclear.

"That's right!"

The old monkey grandfather pushed the half of the Yin Spirit Bead aside, but the strange thing was that it actually slid back in the direction of Daxiu.

Da Xiu's eyes widened in surprise, and it seemed that the old monkey's guess had not run away.

"It's you!" the old monkey smiled indifferently.

Daxiu asked him, "What's going on?"

The old monkey smiled with satisfaction and said, "It's all fate-" He looked into the distance, looked at his eyes, and then said: "More than twenty years ago, I had a good friend, he was proficient in calculating the number of calamities, one day, he came to the Tiger University to find me, saying that the fairy world will have a great calamity in more than twenty years!"

The little monkey exclaimed, "Oh, that's accurate!"

The old monkey glared at him and blamed him for interjecting.

Frightened, the group leader immediately shrunk his neck and hid behind Da Xiu.

Daxiu smiled and asked, "And then?"

"He calculated that there was something hidden in our immortal realm, and later we learned that he was talking about the Yin Spirit Bead, but at that time, even me, the immortal people didn't know about its existence. ”

He took the wooden box and said, "My friend was able to figure out where it was, and we didn't believe it at first, but then we saw him take out the wooden box from the fairy world, and we were convinced." ”

"Is that it?" asked Daxiu.

"That's right!" the old monkey grandfather recalled the original scene and lamented: "My friend has a transcendent wisdom and ability, and his ability is not comparable to ordinary people, so to speak, I, the descendant of the immortal clan, can only be one-tenth of his ability." ”

"Such a ......" Daxiu admired, thinking to himself, it turns out that there are such awesome characters in our mortal world, and he suddenly became a little proud.

I heard the old monkey grandfather continue: "He calculated that the calamity will be caused by this Yin Spirit Bead, and it will also be transformed because of this Yin Spirit Bead, and finally use a special method to divide the Yin Spirit Bead into two, half, handed over to me for safekeeping, and still exists in the fairy world, and also taught me the method of opening the secret realm, and the other half will be taken away by him, he said, when the time comes, there will naturally be people who will help the calamity." ”

He pointed at Chen Daxiu and said, "You should be the one who turned into a catastrophe." ”

Daxiu listened to the story of this classic of mountains and seas, and said in his heart, should you be so exaggerated? I have never believed in fortune tellers since I was a child, so is it really such a master in this world?

I immediately thought about it.

Ever since I was a child, I haven't picked up anything like black iron? Even if I could, half of this thing weighed so much, I couldn't have picked it up when I was a child......

I can't figure it out.

Daxiu thought to himself, unless I was captured by aliens and then erased my memory, how could I not remember seeing this Yin Spirit Bead one day?

But I suddenly remembered the yin spirit qi in my body, and thought, how to explain this aura in my body?

I remember that the old monkey said that there has never been a person with the aura of yin spirit for hundreds of years, and the last one was still Monkey King, why did he appear on him now?

Could it be that I really have such a single one in my life?

For a while, many questions appeared in Daxiu's mind, but the current fact was that this half of the Yin Spirit Bead did seem to have something to do with him.

Regardless of whether others believe it or not, the little monkey is sure to believe it, and he asked his grandfather, "What is the name of your friend?"

The old monkey shook his head: "He has no name, he is a monk, I only know that his Dharma name is "Yunkong Monk", if he is still alive today, it is estimated that he will be one hundred and forty or fifty years old. ”

"Brother Xiu, do you know Monk Yunkong?" the little monkey asked.

Daxiu recalled, it seems that he has never seen a hundred-year-old man, even if he was a child, he should not have seen it, if he did, he would definitely have a deep impression.

If you live to be 150 years old, then wouldn't 20 years be around 130 years old?

"My good ......" Daxiu exclaimed: "No wonder he has such a ability to reach the sky, this old monk is really long-lived...... Clouds, clouds—"

He kept muttering, and suddenly, a name flashed in his mind - Guzun Monk!

Daxiu suddenly remembered something, took out his mobile phone and dialed it out, but there was no signal at all, and then he remembered that he was in the death enchantment.

The proprietress looked at his excited appearance and asked, "Does the stinky boy remember anything?"

Daxiu said: "Boss, do you still remember, when we went back to our hometown for the New Year, the old madman in our village - Tan Hu?"

The proprietress said, "Remember, let's do a funeral for him, didn't he give you a notebook?"

Daxiu said: "Yes! That's the note! I remember that it was written in it, my grandfather, Master Guzun, and his teacher was called Monk Yunkong!"

The proprietress and Xiao Ai glanced at each other, couldn't remember clearly, and said vaguely: "It seems to be - it seems to have this name." ”

Da Xiu frowned suddenly: "I remember, it must be this name, Yunkong Monk!" But-" He hesitated a little: "I remember that it was written in the diary that Gu Zun was still a little monk back then, and his master, the old monk Yunkong, died?...... It doesn't seem like the right time, right?"

At this time, the old monkey grandfather spoke, he smiled slightly, and said: "It's not strange, the Yunkong monk has always liked to say that he is dead, so there are not many people in the world who know that he is alive, and I am one of them." ”

When everyone heard this, they understood.

Da Xiu nodded: "Really—a master!"

The proprietress knocked him on the skull and scolded: "Okay, you kid, you don't have a proper ......."

Daxiu giggled.

"I'm thinking about it again!" Daxiu suddenly bluffed.

The proprietress was so frightened that she scolded: "You stinky boy, can't you be stable?"

As he spoke, he plucked his ears.

Daxiu hurriedly raised his hand to stop him, begging: "Don't, boss lady, I just remembered something, don't forget it for me." ”

The proprietress snorted and bypassed him for the time being.

I heard Daxiu say: "I remember the year my dad died, I had a serious illness, and my mom said that I almost had a burp and a cold that time......"

"Then what happened later, was there a great monk?" Xiao Ai said.

Daxiu shook his head and said: "It's not like that, my mother said, she was going crazy that day, but her family was poor and she didn't have money to go to the hospital, so she went around begging for help, and at that time Uncle Zhao lent me money, but when my mother came home, I was magically better!

"Could it be that the old monk of Yunkong secretly helped you?" the proprietress guessed.

Daxiu nodded: "I think so, Grandpa Monkey, do you think this is possible? Otherwise, how could I recover by myself? I was not even two years old that year!"

(End of chapter)