The great monk wrapped his long sleeves around Zhang Ling and carried it on his shoulders until he was far away from the cave.

threw Zhang Ling on the ground, and at this moment he could recover from the fear of death just now.

The great monk was squatting on the ground with his back turned at this time, not saying a word.

Zhang Ling walked over slowly and said tentatively, "Master?"

"What are you doing!" the great monk said angrily, not looking back, but sulking.

"Thank you, master, for saving your life," Zhang Ling walked to the side of the great monk and bowed

The great monk snorted and turned to the other side, still squatting. "Hmph, I was killed by that demon again, and the master is going to punish me for guarding the mountain for seven or eight years, I don't know when I will be able to go down the mountain, and I was deceived by that person to take my rosary, the sin is too great."

Zhang Ling was slightly embarrassed, and said with a smile on his face, "Master, this is wrong, those who were killed are all killers, and they are deeply guilty, and going to Huangquan Mansion is also a relief, and it is also a good thing for the world."

"Hmph, there's still my rosary."

"Well, I'll go back to the town below the mountain and buy dozens of strings, hundreds of strings to compensate the master," Zhang Ling said

The great monk snorted, stood up angrily and left, saying as he walked, "That's the light, how can it be compared with the countryside and vulgar things?"

Zhang Ling trotted behind.

"Master, Master, wait for me"

"Hmph, wait for what you do, don't leave quickly," he said

Zhang Ling wanted to call the great monk to ask about the situation in Yunxi Temple, whether there was any news of the old man drinking.

The great monk did not mean to stop, but increased his speed, Zhang Ling could still follow at the beginning of the trot, and gradually had to run with all his strength to not fall too far behind.

The great monk looked back at the figure behind him, waved his big sleeves angrily, and the pace under his feet sped up a little, and when he turned back, he couldn't see the figure behind him, so he stopped satisfied.

In order to get rid of Zhang Ling, the great monk deliberately took him around some detours, and took Zhang Ling away from the forbidden mountain peak of Yunlian Temple before getting rid of him, and then began to return to the small courtyard of Yunlian Temple.

Back to Yunlian Temple, the familiar earthen grass house, the familiar vegetable garden, the familiar rocking chair, and then sat on the chaise longue, thinking that the demon in the back mountain had made another killing, and his master knew that there must be a punishment, maybe he would not be allowed to go down the mountain for a year or two, thinking that he would not be able to eat the roast chicken in the town below the mountain for a year or two, so he sighed alone.

Zhang Ling couldn't chase after him even with all his strength, and he couldn't see the figure of the big monk when he raised his eyes, so he didn't chase after him when he knew that the other party deliberately threw himself off. Remembering that the old man was still uncertain, he hurried to Yunxi Temple.

The distance between this Yunlian Temple and the mountains before and after Yunxi Temple, so it did not take too long to come to the door of Yunxi Temple, at this time the gate of Yunxi Temple was open, and two monks received visitors in front of the door.

Yunxi Temple is a famous Buddhist holy place in Daluan, the incense is prosperous, the visitors are endless, and Yunxi Temple is also to come without refusing, fully demonstrating the broad mind of Buddhism, whether it is the royal family of Daluan, or the rural villager, they are not treated differently by identity, and promote Buddhism.

The fortunes of the country are changing, the imperial power is changing, and Yunxi Temple has always maintained its own style, neither humble nor arrogant!

Although the idea of equality for all is contrary to Daluan's way of governing the country, the Daluan royal family does not dare to be disrespectful to Yunxi Temple. Without him, just because Yunxi Temple has an incomparably deeper heritage, looking at the changes in the rivers and lakes, the rise and fall of various sects, and Yunxi Temple is like the sun and moon in the sky, inherited for thousands of years, and has its own evergreen truth and means.

Zhang Ling looked at this world-recognized martial arts mountain, a little yearning and confusion, soon calmed down, walked towards the temple gate, the welcoming monk at the door bowed, Zhang Ling returned the salute, and then asked, "Master, do you know that when the temple gate is opened today, have you ever seen an old man next to this locust tree?"

The two young monks looked at each other, then shook their heads and did not answer.

Zhang Ling frowned, the movements of the two monks obviously knew something, why did they shake their heads again, could it be that the old man was taken away by the killer, and confirmed again, "I can't say or haven't seen it, don't worry, I'm his friend, I'll put him under the locust tree"

The two monks shook their heads again, and the older monk said, "If the donor is incense, please come in, if not, please do it yourself."

Zhang Ling has some bottom in his heart, it seems that these two monks know but refuse to say, they can't lie so they can only shake their heads and don't say anything, Zhang Ling is funny in his heart, this monk is really pedantic.

He stared at another slightly younger monk and said, "Little master, if the old man by the locust tree is in this temple, you will nod, and if you are not, you will shake your head."

The slightly younger monk nodded in an instant, nor did he shake his head, because the old man was found by the two of them and carried into the temple, but the temple host specially instructed that no one should reveal it.

And the older monk said, "Donor, please take care of yourself"

The young monk seemed to have found a way to deal with it and said, "Donor, please take care of yourself."

Zhang Ling had no choice, so he had to go into the temple alone to find it, but Yunxi Temple was too big, and the guests could only worship the Buddha and burn incense in a place in front of him, and then there were monks to stop him, and he couldn't break in, and he couldn't ask again, he was really helpless, Zhang Ling secretly said in his heart, the old man was in the temple, and the Yunxi Temple had an excellent reputation in the rivers and lakes, and it would not be unfavorable to the old man. But I didn't feel at ease when I didn't see people, thinking about how to find out the news in the temple, so I first found a place to settle down nearby, and then slowly inquired, thinking about it, Zhang Ling thought of the small courtyard with an empty door in Yunlian Temple.

When Zhang Ling came to the courtyard again, he saw that the great monk who had saved him was lying on a rocking chair and sighed alone

Zhang Ling walked over as he saw the temple door open, and quietly shouted, "Master?"

The big monk frowned, looked up and saw the kid he had saved earlier, and couldn't help scratching his head, feeling a big headache.

instantly attributed the culprit to Zhang Ling's head, and couldn't help but say angrily, "What are you doing, leave quickly, don't bother me"

Zhang Ling smiled, "It's not here to compensate the master"

The great monk snorted angrily, turned over, and turned his back to Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling was speechless, and suddenly heard the big monk's stomach gurgling, and smiled secretly in his heart

When he saw the hanging pot next to the thatched hut in the courtyard, he flattered, "That....I'm hungry, I'll cook for the master."

Seeing that the great monk did not object, Zhang Ling took off the gourd scoop hanging on the grass house to scoop water, scooped half a scoop of water into the water tank and poured it into the hanging pot, grabbed a handful of rice from the grass house, and threw it directly in the hanging pot, and then found some firewood and grass to make a fire and throw it into the fire, and began to make a fire to cook.

I was also running away for a day hungry, and I was also a little hungry and thirsty.

When the great monk saw that Zhang Ling began to cook, he did not stop or pay attention to it, and he still sighed alone while lying on the rocking chair.

Seeing this, Zhang Ling no longer bothered, and secretly said, "Monk, be compassionate"

Then continue to squat next to the hanging pot, add firewood and fire, and after a while, the fragrance of rice soup overflowed, Zhang Ling took out two bowls and chopsticks from the grass hut and carefully served a bowl, and then brought it to the great monk, who was now lying on the rocking chair and swaying angrily, obviously angry. Smelling the aroma of rice soup, he sniffled, raised his eyes and saw Zhang Ling holding a bowl with a smile on his face, snorted angrily, turned over, turned his back to Zhang Ling, and ignored it. But his stomach grunted uncontrollably.

Zhang Ling smiled secretly in his heart, then moved to the other side, and whispered to the great monk, "Master?"

Although the great monk was obviously annoyed, he was also really hungry, and he fought with the old monster in the cave, ran a long way, and finally sighed, got up and took the dishes and chopsticks.

Zhang Ling was amnesty, so he turned around and made himself a bowl of rice soup, drank it, and a bowl of stomach slightly relieved hunger, seeing that the great monk was staring at himself with an empty bowl in his hand after drinking the rice soup, Zhang Ling immediately got up and took the bowl and chopsticks and gave the great monk a bowl.

Only then did the great monk dissipate his anger slightly, and said, "Don't think that you have received your favor by cooking a bowl of rice for me."

"Where is it, the master saves my life and death, it is really a life-saving benefactor, let alone a meal, even if I want my life at this moment, I have nothing to say" Zhang Ling said immediately

"Hmph, I want your life to do something, the master knows that I am not good for guarding the mountain, so that the demon has killed him, I don't know how many years I have to be punished and grounded" The great monk said that he was a little aggrieved when he said this, his own kung fu, was broken into the back mountain by a few guys, an old monster in the mountain deliberately used spiritual power to cover up the breath in the cave, so that he searched for a long time before he realized, and when he arrived, the person was also sucked into a pile of bone skin, and later he also paid for a string of prayer beads. The more I thought about it, the more angry I became.

Zhang Ling didn't know how to comfort him, so he said, "Don't worry, master, if the master is grounded because of me, I will substitute the master's foot, what the master needs, to put it bluntly, I will help the master run errands"

"Huh?" Hearing this, the great monk's eyes suddenly had a strange brilliance.

If there is a younger brother who is substituted for the foot, wouldn't he be able to help him go down the mountain to buy roast chicken? Someone will help him carry water for cooking?

Immediately said, "No regrets?"

"No remorse," Zhang Ling patted his chest and promised

"Okay, it's a deal"

"A word is a certainty"

Finally, the great monk leaked a childlike smile.

Zhang Ling couldn't help but sigh when he looked at it, this great monk's kung fu is extremely high, but his personality is like a child, which is really incomprehensible.

Zhang Ling saw that the great monk's anger had subsided, so he said, "Master, don't hide it, I chased and killed a friend, and I had no choice but to put my friend under the big locust tree in Yunxi Temple, you are also a big man in Yunxi Temple, I just want to ask the master how my friend is doing now."

"What are you talking about?" the great monk leaned forward to look at Zhang Ling

"Ask the master about my friend," Zhang Ling repeated

"It's not this sentence, it's the previous sentence"

"You are also a big man in Yunxi Temple?" Zhang Ling asked

"Hey, I didn't see it, I have a vision," the big monk patted Zhang Ling on the shoulder and said excitedly

Zhang Ling had an injury to his arm, and at this moment, he was slapped by the big monk and immediately felt pain, baring his teeth.

The great monk hurriedly said, "Smashed, are you injured?"