When Li Jiang saw the people coming, his heart was shocked, how could it be them?

I saw two bald heads in tattered clothes, the older one was about fifty or sixty years old, a scarlet torn cloak, an apricot-yellow wide-sleeved monk's robe inside, two black feet sticking out of a pair of brown shorts, a wilting blanket hanging from his left shoulder, a porcelain bowl in his hand, and a wooden crutch with a cracked bottom in his right hand.

The youngest was also in his forties, with beautiful eyebrows, a navy blue robe full of wrinkles, a blue cloth wrapped in a few patches on his back, a string of prayer beads in his right hand, and a pair of gray cloth shoes with an outcropping head and tail on his feet.

Li Jiang recognized the two, the old man was the real Yuan monk, and the young monk was the Baoming Zen master of Qinglong Temple.

He looked at Bao Sheng, only to see Bao Sheng's already big eyes, the silkworm-like ink eyebrows were twisted even more, the muscles on his face were beating one by one, his snort was slowly accelerating, his dry lips were slightly open, and the whole person seemed to be stunned.

"Ahh

Li Jiang was startled, and suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, but saw Dongfang Junlan let go of his hands and feet, turned around and was about to run, although he didn't know why Dongfang Junlan wanted to run, but he understood that if this woman ran away, she would have to make trouble again.

Stretched out his hand to drag Dongfang Junlan, not wanting Dongfang Junlan to be like crazy, grabbing his hand and biting it, he frowned slightly, and held Dongfang Junlan in his arms with the other hand, although Dongfang Junlan was still biting, but he clearly felt the tremor on Dongfang Junlan's body, so he gently patted Dongfang Junlan's shoulder.

"Zen Master Bao Ming! I haven't seen you for a long time!" the bewildered abbot was about to step forward, but was stopped by one person.

"Bao Ming...... Brother, are you Bao Ming?" Bao Sheng's eyes were filled with excitement and resentment.

Baosheng is the Qinglong Temple treasure character talent, luck is better, because his master is the Qinglong Temple monk Wukang master, he has been in the spotlight since he was a child, Buddhist scriptures, he reads better than others, boxing is better than others, Zen staff is better than many monks in the temple.

A genius made in heaven, a little god monk......

His title is the envy of everyone in the temple, but there is always a "treasure tea" in the mouth of Master Wukang.

He didn't know who Bao Ming was at first, but as he grew up, he learned that Bao Ming was a disciple of Master Wenkang, the senior brother of Master Wukang, a genius monk of Qinglong Temple, and a "Buddha" in everyone's mouth.

In terms of martial arts, there is only one master of Wukang among the warrior monks who is shoulder to shoulder with Bao Ming, and in terms of Zen theory, the only thing that Master Wu Kang admires is Master Wenkang and Bao Ming.

He hated Bao Ming, no matter how hard he practiced, he was praised by many people, but the master always shook his head, "If you Bao Ming were your senior brother, it would be much better to do it at that time!"

Whenever he was doing good deeds in a mountain village near the temple, people would see him young and ask him, "Little monk! Your senior brother Bao Ming did these things back then! When you were your age, Zen Master Bao Ming was already a staff member of the prince's mansion! You will do the same in the future, right?"

Bao Ming is still alive, it is a mountain that he can't cross in his life, no matter how hard he works and how famous he is, there is always a name that weighs on his head.

Current events make heroes, and if he lived in that era, he would definitely be better than Bao Ming.

Defeat Bao Ming!

"It's me!" Monk Bao Ming smiled faintly, but just glanced at Bao Sheng coldly, "Can someone in Qinglong Temple unlock the Zen machine of the year now?"

Zen machine!

Li Jiang was shocked, he had heard Baosheng talk about the fact that Qinglong Temple also had a Zen machine, what was the relationship with the current Zen machine in the Thousand Buddha Temple? Why did Baoming and Monk Yuan appear together?

Is it just a coincidence?

No, he denied it in his heart.

He clearly felt that the tremor of Dongfang Junlan's body gradually disappeared, but there was a warm and fragrant breath, which was very gentle, and when he looked at it, he almost fainted.

Dongfang Junlan actually fell asleep on his shoulder!

But what is the relationship between Dongfang Junlan and the two in front of him, why is Dongfang Junlan so scared when he sees the two of them? And what is the matter between Baosheng and Dongfang Junlan, he feels that there is always something unusual between the two of them.

"That's good! The old man is anxious about this matter! Just take this opportunity to explain the braid of the Zen machine back then!"

Li Jiang looked at Dongfang Junlan's sleeping appearance, delicate face, moderate length eyelashes, round nose bridge, cute little mouth, there was an inexplicable throbbing in his heart, he couldn't help but kiss, and suddenly a figure flashed in his mind.

Li Jiang was shocked and took a few quick breaths.

Damn, how could you think like that?

After his breathing calmed down, he picked up Dongfang Junlan with his left hand, and was bitten and raised by the trend, and his hands worked together, wanting to shake Dongfang Junlan awake, but suddenly the bitten hand hurt.

"Sauce beef!

Beef in sauce!

Li Jiang really wanted to slap Dongfang Junlan to death at this time, and his feeling was that he had been treated as sauce beef?

"Oriental girl! Hey, wake up!"

Li Jiang was at a loss, and suddenly Ma Qiancheng came over and said faintly, "If you are a person who is pretending to be drunk, how can you not take the opportunity to get drunk?" Li Jiang was about to ask, but when he saw Ma Qiancheng's face of "it's none of his business", he had to shake his head.

Pretend to be drunk!

Go bananas!

Li Jiang stared at the woman in front of him who had almost deceived him, let go of his left hand, and did not exert his right hand, Dongfang Junlan was still standing well, looking like she was sleeping soundly, Li Jiang suddenly had an epiphany in his heart. At the same time, the corners of his mouth smiled, he picked up Dongfang Junlan with his left hand and walked to a monk and put it down, quickly clicked Dongfang Junlan's acupoint, and at the same time withdrew his hand, his hand was full of saliva and two rows of tooth marks, which grabbed the hand of a person next to him and quickly stuffed it into Dongfang Junlan's mouth, and at the same time signaled that person not to speak.

While unlocking the acupuncture points, quickly dodge.

Poor Dongfang Junlan thought it was Li Jiang, and still pretended to be asleep.

There were too many disciples who came to listen to the Zen machine, and the wide hall seemed a little narrow, so the abbot set aside a place to put straw futons, and let Baosheng and a few others sit, and many of the rest of the disciples were standing, of course, including the monk who was bitten by Dongfang Junlan.

When everyone sat down, the abbot asked people to invite Zen confusion and confusion to the main hall.

"What do you mean, Abbot?" asked one of the disciples.

The bewildered abbot smiled quickly, raised his head slightly, and his body and mind seemed to be much more relaxed, "Today, there is another major event in the Thousand Buddha Temple!"

"Big deal?"

"You'll find out in a moment!"

Wait for the Zen confusion and smell the confusion to sit down, and the abbot said.

"I have summoned everyone here today, there are two things, one is the debate between the Thousand Buddha Temple and the Qinglong Temple, there should be an understanding, and the other thing is to talk about this matter later!"

"Hehe!" Wen Yu Monk smiled, "Why don't you talk about this matter, it's better to say it now!"

The former abbot of the Thousand Buddha Temple, the master once had a message, who can solve the mystery of the Zen machine and the Zen staff is the next abbot, the old man has been the abbot for many years, today the Zen Confusion Senior Brother, the Confusion Senior Brother and the Confusion Senior Brother we all thought had died that day, and now the Yuan Master of Jiaoshan Temple is a monk! The four chief disciples, as well as the confused disciples who served the master back then, are all here, and this matter should also be understood!"