"Skin trauma, out of the way!"

The big monk got up and went into the grass hut, and when he came out, he threw Zhang Ling a small bottle. road

"This is the ointment for my bruises in Yunlian Temple, it is very effective, you can apply it"

Zhang Ling thanked the great monk and pulled out the stopper, and instantly there was a pungent smell! Without much thought about untying the strip of cloth on his arm, the ninja smeared it in pain.

The big monk stared and frowned, grinning, looking at Zhang Ling smearing the medicine, but he was there to take advantage of it, as if the wound was on his body. looked at Zhang Ling and said, "It hurts"

Zhang Ling has suffered sword wounds on the battlefield, no less than 100 times, large and small, this arrow wound is still resistant, but it is indeed a little painful, nodding!

The big monk said, "It's okay, this medicine is very spiritual, once my monkey fell and was injured, I applied ointment, and I never cried out of pain, and I jumped alive every few days."

Zhang Ling couldn't help but look at the monkey next to him, dumbfounded! The monkey wouldn't shout even if it hurts him, but he can shout!

After applying the medicine, he tore off a strip of cloth and wrapped it around.

Seeing the beads of sweat on Zhang Ling's head because of the pain, the great monk held his mouth and said, "It's pitiful"

Zhang Ling diverted the topic and said, "Master, your kung fu is really amazing"

The great monk immediately became happy, "That's nature, my master said that I am a genius with roots and bones, a natural martial arts wizard, the so-called winter practice Sanjiu, summer practice Sanfu......."

For a while, the smear flies sideways. Zhang Ling suddenly felt sorry for this topic!

Just watching the excitement of what the big monk said, he couldn't bear to interrupt, so he had to listen patiently, and the big monk saw that Zhang Ling listened carefully and spoke more energetically. Although I don't like to listen, it invisibly narrows the distance between the two.

It wasn't until the most dry hair and went to the water tank to scoop water and drink that Zhang Ling was a little cleaner, but the big monk sat on the rocking chair after drinking the water and had to continue, Zhang Ling felt that he had a fork in the road, "I don't know the master's name yet"

"Oh, hehe....I forgot about this, my name is Dukong, don't call me master, just call me Dukong, brother, what about you?"

"Oh, Senior Brother Dukong, my name is Zhang Ling"

"Brother Zhang"

"Look at Senior Brother Dukong's dress, but the people in Yunxi Temple, why are you in this small courtyard?"

"I'm a monk from Yunxi Temple, and my master sent me here to guard the mountain, oh, just to prevent people from accidentally breaking into the mountain and being harmed by the demons in the mountain, just like those people in the morning."

"That's just right, Senior Brother Dukong, have you ever heard that an old man was rescued in the temple today?" Zhang Ling felt when he heard this, and asked Dukong about the whereabouts of the old man

"Old man?"

"Yes, it was the group of killers who chased us, in order to attract and get rid of the pursuers, I hid it under the big locust tree in Yunxi Temple, but when I went to look for it just now, it was already gone, and I expected to be rescued by Yunxi Temple, but I can't listen in the temple, and I asked Senior Brother Dukong to help inquire, I am grateful" Zhang Ling got up and said seriously

Dukong shook his head and said, "Brother Yang, don't worry, I'm going to go to the temple to find my master to ask for guilt, and I'll help you inquire by the way."

Zhang Ling said happily, "Thank you, Senior Brother Dukong"

The great monk was a little embarrassed and said, "No thanks, it's just our agreement....that"

Zhang Ling smiled secretly in his heart, this great monk had been beating himself with this idea, and immediately said, "Senior Brother Dukong, please rest assured, what things Senior Brother Dukong wants to buy in the future, and what help you need from me, just say it, and you will not shirk if you can do it."

Dukong's face was suddenly full of red light, and he couldn't stop saying: "Good brother, hehe....I'll go to the temple to find out the news, can Brother Zhang help me... That"

Zhang Ling couldn't help but wonder, this great monk was straightforward, why was he still twisting at this moment.

"Senior Brother Dukong, please speak clearly"

Dukong looked around like a thief at the moment, and then said in a low voice, "But you have to keep it secret, otherwise we won't be able to be brothers."

Zhang Ling immediately assured, "You know and I know, and I will never say that I know with the second person."

Dukong relieved his heart and said in a low voice, "Brother Yang, there is a small town more than twenty-five miles down the mountain, and there is a family in the town that sells roast chicken..."

Zhang Ling instantly realized that the great monk was a glutton, and he was forced by the precepts of Yunxi Temple to secretly eat some meat, and immediately made an understanding and said, "Oh, I understand, wrap it on me"

"When Brother Zhang goes, he just carries a pile of firewood on the road, and when he gets to the place where he sells roast chicken, he can exchange it for one."

Zhang Ling was speechless, it turned out that this was not only about running errands, but also about getting firewood on the way to change, fortunately he still had a few small silver tickets and some scattered silver in his hand, and said, "Okay, I'll go."

Dukong smiled and said, "Then let's go our separate ways?"

Zhang Ling said, "Okay"

As he spoke, he walked outside the courtyard, the great monk nodded with a smirk, and then walked towards Yunxi Temple.

Zhang Ling went down the mountain, walked three incense sticks, only to see that time, although the period is small, but the folk customs are simple, after several inquiries to find the location of the roast chicken, asked the price is cheap, Zhang Ling bought two, and then bought a pot of wine by the way, thinking that there is meat without wine is not boring.

Then it was a few sticks of incense, Zhang Ling rushed back to the courtyard, from the departure, to the return of about three hours, when the time came back it was already dark, when Zhang Ling returned to the courtyard, did not see the figure of the great monk, Zhang Ling was a little strange, was not in the Yunxi Temple by the master in his mouth to leave a punishment? Zhang Ling put the wine and meat on the table, and waited for a stick of incense, the great monk came back.

As soon as the big monk stepped into the courtyard, his two eyes stared directly at the roast chicken on the table, as if he had lost his soul, he glanced at Zhang Ling and said, "Good brother, it's interesting enough"

Saying that, he tore open the lotus leaf, tore off the chicken leg and gnawed it on a large piece, and did not forget to let Zhang Ling eat it in his mouth, Zhang Ling was secretly funny in his heart, not to say much, he also ate it, not to mention that it was really fragrant.

Zhang Ling remembered the matter of the old man and asked, "Brother Dukong, how about going to Yunxi Temple today?"

The great monk swallowed a mouthful and said, "Oh, this, don't mention it, as soon as I arrived at the temple today, I was scolded by the master for splitting my head and covering my face, and the demon punished me for being grounded for a year, and blamed me for fighting with the demon and losing the prayer beads, and punished me for copying the Diamond Sutra, I copied it for three or four hours to finish, but I was tired to death."

"Did Yunxi Temple save an old man?" Zhang Ling mainly wanted to know about the old man and asked anxiously

"Uh....forgot to ask" Monk Dukong scratched his bald head and said embarrassedly

"Huh?" Zhang Ling didn't want to blame, and said again

"Senior Brother Dukong will ask again tomorrow?"

"But the master punished me for grounding, and it is estimated that he will not see me for ten days and a half months," he said and vented his anger on the roast chicken.

It seems that this matter still has to rely on himself, Zhang Ling said secretly, thinking that the old man should be in Yunxi Temple, and his life will not be in danger. In addition, he caused the monk Dukong to lose his prayer beads, and promised him to help him replace his feet, so he simply stayed here for the time being, and went to the temple to inquire about the news when he had time.

The two of them ate and drank enough, and Dukong helped Zhang Ling clean up a sleeping place, a bed with a few wooden planks was a simple place for Zhang Ling to live temporarily, Zhang Ling didn't care about this, after all, it was good for him to have a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

Monk Dukong specially arranged before going to bed, every day to go to the mountain stream to fetch a jar of water, and then go to the town once every three days to change a roast chicken, Zhang Ling also gladly accepted.