Zhuo Yifan was speechless at the moment, he had already shirked several times, and he didn't want to be an abbot at all.

Looking at Zhuo Yifan's slightly changed face, Mu Dun hurriedly said: "Hey, senior brother Yifan, don't get me wrong, the person I'm talking about is not you, not you." ”

Hearing this, Zhuo Yifan returned to his normal complexion, and then set his eyes on the second senior brother.

"Mudun, I've already said that I'm not suitable to be an abbot, so let's find someone else. The idiot said to the wooden pier.

"Second Senior Brother, I didn't say it was you, don't be nervous. Mu Dun continued to laugh.

After he said this, everyone was very puzzled, except for a few of them, they really couldn't find who had the qualifications and ability to manage the Bodhi Temple, the other disciples' qualifications were too shallow, and their martial arts were not high.

"Then who are you talking about?" Zhuo Yifan said curiously.

"Senior brother. Mu Dun said loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was an uproar in the crowd.

"Yes, yes, Brother Huya is the most suitable. ”

"Yes, although Senior Brother Huya is young, he has high martial arts skills and is fair. ”

"It's still our senior brother, of course he's the most suitable. ”

......

For a while, everyone nodded in agreement.

After everyone said this, Zhuo Yifan also remembered that Huya was more suitable than anyone else. Although he was young before, it has been several years, and he should be mature now.

"Yes, yes, Brother Huya is the most suitable. Zhuo Yifan replied.

"Right? I'll just say that Huya is suitable. "Mudun invites merit.

"Yes, Senior Brother Huya is the most suitable, and I agree. "Idiot.

After everyone made a statement, the scene suddenly fell into a dead silence, and some people were even very sad.

The abbot of the Bodhi Temple they chose was not at the scene, he had been kicked out a few years ago, when he was still young, and he was alone in the rivers and lakes, and his life and death were still uncertain.

"Senior Brother Huya......" Mu Dun choked up.

And Zhuo Yifan, who has been taken care of by Huya, couldn't bear that emotion at this time, he was very worried about Huya, and he was even more worried, and he couldn't help but shed tears.

Those disciples who had been cared for by Huya before also wiped their tears, and they were eager to see Huya.

For a while, low sobs continued to sound, driving the atmosphere of the scene towards sadness.

"Alas, it's all my fault, I listened to the rumors and drove Senior Brother Huya out, and I don't know where he is now. The idiot blamed himself.

Hearing this, everyone turned their hateful eyes on the recklessness in the iron cage, and their eyes were full of anger, as if they wanted to burn him.

Seeing that everyone was going to eat him, he could only curl up in fright around the corner, at this time he didn't dare to talk much, and if he didn't say it well, it would be a beating, which was polite.

Seeing that everyone was sad, Zhuo Yifan's emotions were even more infectious, he recalled that when he first came to Bocheng, he was put in a prison cell, but Huya was always with him, and he shot in time, so he was not beaten.

After coming to Bodhi Temple, Huya took care of himself, whether it was in life, or when he was embarrassed by himself, he was the first to speak for himself, don't look at his young age, but the help to Zhuo Yifan was very great, and the two became good buddies.

Later, the two completed the task assigned by the master to melt the Nine Dragons blood-sucking Zen staff, went to their own home in Liangcheng together, and then went to the Bashan faction to borrow Shennong Ding until the task was completed.

During this period, he even experienced the situation that all the people in the Bodhi Temple were put in a prison cell and fought against the enemy together. Then there was the martyrdom of Master Huiyuan, Huya, in order to prevent foolishness and recklessness, drove himself out and spoke up for himself, which eventually led to him and himself being driven out of the Bodhi Temple.

Since, the two have been separated.

Zhuo Yifan was very uncomfortable in his heart at this time, he was confined to his father, aunt, uncle, and grandfather's hatred for being killed, and his mind was full of eyes, leaving too little space for others, so that he didn't have much perception of the separation between him and Huya.

But now that he thinks about it, he can't stand himself in his heart. You must know that Huya was just a child at that time, and although he had martial arts, he had too little life experience after all, so how could he rest assured that he would let him go to the rivers and lakes alone?

Zhuo Yifan felt very strange at the moment, why did he completely ignore these things in that special environment at that time?

After being sad for a while, Zhuo Yifan said to everyone: "It's useless to regret now, when I separated from Senior Brother Huya, he said that he was going to go to Zen Master Hui Zheng to go back to Bodhi Temple to preside over things." ”

"Master, come back and save me, Master......"

As soon as he heard the name of the Zen Master Hui Zheng, he was put in an iron cage and cried, such an abnormal situation made everyone very incredible. You know, in the past, he rarely showed signs of missing Zen Master Hui Zheng, but now he is like this.

"Don't cry and fake mercy, don't you think of your master because you were locked up by us? Why do you usually go, I don't usually see you think of my uncle?"

"Master, his old man has been traveling all over the world and has no fixed residence, I miss him very much, I really miss him. Xing Wu hid his face and cried.

"Okay, okay, don't pretend, you're just a fake monk, you're a disciple of the Shushan faction, not a disciple of my Bodhi Temple, not a disciple of Uncle Hui Zheng, you are the grandson of the turtle!"

Seeing that the wooden pier punctured the wanton fake model, others also accused.

And the second senior brother, who is also a master, is stupid, and he doesn't have a good face for the reckless, "In the past, I could still call you a junior brother, as a disciple of the same master, I really trust you very much." However, what you did was not what the disciples of Bodhi Temple should do at all, let alone what the disciples of Master Hui Zheng should do. ”

"Senior brother, you can't say that about me, you are my senior brother, and Huya, Mudun, and Zhuo Yifan are not the same master. I'm sorry for what I've done to the Bodhi Temple, but as a disciple of Master Hui Zheng, you can't deny this, right?"

I think Master and his old man, if he knew that you were a disciple of the Shushan Sect and had done something to kill the abbot Huiyuan, he would not have forgiven you, let alone recognize you. The idiot rebuked angrily.

Xing wanton still wanted to argue, but when he saw Zhuo Yifan lifting the blood-drinking sword in his hand, he looked like he wanted to pull it out of the sheath and stab him to death, so he was so frightened that he quickly shut up and curled up in the corner of the iron cage, not daring to move.