Soon after the monk left, the old gentleman seemed to be absent-minded, and he was in a state of restlessness, and even he didn't know why, so he had no choice but to start a hexagram, and his fingers pinched and pinched to calculate why this was so.

Hiss... Not good, as the words of this life fell, the old gentleman was no longer greedy for food, turned around and walked towards the outside of the bun shop, and hurriedly looked around after going out, but there was no trace of the monk, and then the old gentleman stepped away from his thin legs and ran in the direction of home.

Xiao Muchen only reacted at this time that something was wrong, and hurriedly got up and picked up his mobile phone to pay, for fear that he would not be able to catch up with the master if he was one step slower.

Xiao Muchen absentmindedly replied, "It's good to eat"! After paying the money, he turned around and left, leaving a sentence: Brother Huozi, "see you back"! When he went out, he trotted all the way out and hurriedly followed the old gentleman.

Because of his body bones, Xiao Muchen quickly caught up with the old gentleman and asked suspiciously: Master, but what happened?

The old gentleman's face was short, and he didn't explain much to Xiao Muchen, and the kung fu on his feet was a little faster.

rushed to the downstairs of the apartment where the old gentleman lived, and asked Xiao Muchen to wait downstairs, I don't know what was going on, in order not to add to the chaos, Xiao Muchen stood downstairs and waited very interestingly, he had already guessed a little in his heart, eight or nine is not far from ten, it has something to do with the monk just now.

The master quickly came down from upstairs, holding the gossip plate in his hand, Xiao Muchen remembered that it was his family's ancestor, recited the mantra, and pointed to the gossip plate with two fingertips, and the pointer inside rotated rapidly, and the speed and amplitude increased with time.

Slowed down, and finally pointed to a pause, the old gentleman's eyes were obviously overjoyed, and without waiting for Xiao Muchen to speak, he galloped away in that direction.

Although Xiao Muchen and the old gentleman have not known each other for too long, looking at this look, he understood in his heart that it should not be a trivial matter, and he didn't say anything, and followed behind.

The old gentleman walked through the streets and alleys, his face was hurried, as if he was afraid of missing something, and finally followed the compass out of the eastern city and walked to the barren ridge outside the city, and the old gentleman seemed to have only one thing left in his heart, and he didn't care where he was now.

After arriving at the barren ridge and looking for a while, the compass suddenly began to rotate wildly, and the old gentleman was overjoyed, "I found it"!

As I looked around, there was a monk sitting by the tree munching on steamed buns, drinking a bag of water from time to time, and eating it was called a fragrant.

However, after finding someone, the old gentleman did not rush forward, but stood in the distance and watched quietly, and the monk had obviously noticed an old man and a young man in front of him, looking at him.

It's not strange, I continued to nibble on the steamed buns, just on the water, I didn't care at all, and there was no change on my face, and my psychological quality was obvious.

The monk finished eating the steamed bun in his hand, drank a sip of water, and felt very satisfied, the bun in his hand was like meat in the palm, and the water in the bag was like wine in the altar, it was really not a fairy, it was better than a fairy, hahahaha... The monk laughed heartily a few times and continued his journey.

Just took two steps, the old gentleman stopped him, and shouted loudly: Monk, please stay, hearing the call from behind, the monk had already guessed, and smiled softly, and turned around: I don't know what happened to the two benefactors who followed the little monk all the way?

The old gentleman strode forward: the monk of Fusheng Temple is really not ordinary, a good happy life, there is indeed a doubt in the heart, I don't know if the monk can solve the puzzle?

The monk lifted his sleeve and sat on the side heartily, I don't know what the donor asked, what he wanted!

The old gentleman was very polite and gave a salute: Why is the monk unwilling to save the soul of the dead? This is the first thing.

The second thing is that there is a legend since ancient times, where the monks in the Fusheng Temple gather, the place where the world solves puzzles, and the place where life is saved, but there is a rule, the monks in the Fusheng Temple are not allowed to step out of the Lingming Mountain for half a step, otherwise they will be imprisoned for life, the reason why this is so is because the Fusheng Temple has a great secret and exercises, and they are afraid to spread it, but now the monks have appeared in the world, and they are naturally suspicious in their hearts.

The monk took out the bag and drank a sip of water, as if he was drinking, and said with a deep sigh: First, everything in the world is not human, God, can be controlled, although the heart is clear but can not help, not to mention that I am a monk, and how to affect the life and death of people, Buddhism has always cultivated a fate, I have a shallow relationship with it, and can not change my life against the sky, naturally it is not good to interfere.

The old gentleman seemed to understand something, and laughed: The senior monk is really good, so you have already guessed that I am here? And I concluded that I would come with me because the fate of the Fusheng Temple and your fate would affect my mind, and let me save the family "right" ascetic, shepherd, and Dharma name Chenxin.

After listening to the old man's analysis, the monk smiled heartily, since you have guessed everything, then there is no need to blame me for guessing you" The knife man, Mr. Xiaoyao, Chen Banxian.

The two of them laughed inexplicably, listening to Xiao Muchen was stunned for a moment, and he didn't understand what the two of them were doing at all, the old gentleman took out a kitchen knife from his shoulder bag, stepped forward, and politely handed it to the monk.

But I didn't expect the monk to directly stretch out his hand and refuse: I won't accept this knife, and the old man Xiaoyao will leave it to that family.

The old gentleman is a little embarrassed: the life of the Fusheng Temple is much more precious than that family, you should understand that the credit knife person is in the vein of "saving people and collecting money when they receive the knife, and they do not go against the mandate of heaven", they cannot interfere, and I really can't say the number of lives in the Fusheng Temple at that time.

The monk nodded kindly, of course I know this truth, but the matter is urgent, the catastrophe of that family will come tonight, and I still have a long time in the Fusheng Temple, not in a hurry, not in a hurry.

I also said just now, my Buddhism cultivates a fateful word, the family and I also have a fate, when I helped them survive, my Buddha is compassionate, can not watch well-wishers die, my Fusheng Temple's life, naturally is also a fateful word, the boat to the bridgehead is naturally straight, the avenue Sanskrit, all have fruit, the little monk "said goodbye"!

The old gentleman wanted to say something, but the monk left very resolutely, without the slightest intention of turning back, and led him here, just for the life of that family.

The old gentleman sighed, "Hey" shook his head and turned back to Dongcheng, Xiao Muchen went up behind his buttocks, and immediately turned into a hundred thousand why: Master, what were you talking about just now?

The curious Xiao Muchen asked all the way, and could only say that his Dao heart was a little shallow, and after returning to the alley in Dongcheng, the old gentleman said that he was going back to rest, and he would come to Xiao Muchen at about seven o'clock this evening, saying that he was asking him to go out to do something, and he didn't elaborate much on it, and told Xiao Muchen to remember to cultivate, although the effect was minimal during the day, it was better than doing nothing.