The plane took off slowly, and went straight to Yanjing with the happy family, watching the familiar city gradually become smaller and smaller again outside the window, and finally completely disappeared from sight. Mo Yan was full of emotion.

"I think that at the beginning, when I was in college, my father accompanied me by train, because I had just been admitted to college, so I was very excited and completely immersed in the fantasy of a better life in the future university, so that I didn't pay attention to my mother's reluctant tears at that time, how can I not be like this now, children will eventually grow up, and we are old. Time flies. ”

Mo Yan clasped his wife's hand, and at this time, his wife didn't know whether she was tired or tired, and as soon as she got on the plane, she fell asleep on Mo Yan's shoulder, with a happy smile on the corner of her mouth. Mo Yan just looked at it seriously, as if his sleeping wife was the most beautiful scenery in the world.

"Yes, we are all old, and when we are old, you all have gray hair. Mo Yan caressed his wife's hair and muttered in a low voice.

Maybe it's the result of years of cultivation, so that Mo Yan's inspiration is getting stronger and stronger, Mo Yan found that an old monk has been looking at himself from time to time since he got on the plane, he didn't take it seriously at the beginning, but gradually found that the frequency of this gaze is really too high, so he turned his head to take a look, at the moment of turning his head, the four eyes just looked at each other, and the eyes of both sides collided head-on in the air, Mo Yan carefully looked at each other, this is a very kind old monk, wearing a yellow and red monk's robe, just smiled and nodded at Mo Yan, how can there be a little malice, an old man next door who is alive and well.

"It seems that I am overly worried, haha, this old monk doesn't want me to be his disciple and ordained. Mo Yan smiled bitterly in his heart, it was really funny to be stared at by an old monk, although he was also middle-aged and felt that his skin was thick enough, but he still felt weird.

"Well, let him go. I won't lose anything if I look at me, and I'm afraid that he won't be able to eat me. ”

There was nothing to do all the way, and the plane arrived at Yanjing International Airport smoothly, but just as Mo Yan was about to leave with his wife and children in a car, the old monk appeared in front of Mo Yan like a gust of wind.

"Donor, the monk is a monk of Fayuan Temple in Yanjing, the law name is Zhiyuan, I just came back from going out, I saw the donor on the plane and felt that you and I were destined, I don't know if I can invite the donor to my Fayuan Temple to say" Just when Mo Yan wanted to refuse, he only heard a faint and audible voice of the old monk in his ears, "I am also a cultivator" Before Mo Yan spoke, he heard the old monk say, "Donor, the poor monk will leave first, and wait for your arrival in Fayuan Temple, farewell." ”

Looking at the confused eyes of his wife and son, Mo Yan pretended not to know and said, "Do you understand?", his wife and son just shook their heads and looked at him blankly, at this time Mo Yan also felt that he should really say something to break the deadlock, so he said embarrassedly, "Haha, a lovely old monk, ignore him, let's go." ”

Because the son was already immersed in the joy of the upcoming beautiful college life, he naturally didn't pay attention to these things that had nothing to do with school life, and his wife's facial expression showed that she still seemed to have some confusion and doubts in her heart, but when she saw that Mo Yan didn't explain, she didn't continue to ask.

After settling down her son's school, his wife decided to take her son to visit the shopping mall in Yanjing to buy a few sets of clothes for her son, according to her words, our son can't wash clothes, buy a few more sets, otherwise he can't even hand over his girlfriend in dirty clothes, although he doesn't say it, but Mo Yan is muttering in his heart, "Sister, he brought two big bags of clothes and bought them, and the school is not without a dry cleaner, besides, let him come to school and not let him come to pick up girls, why is he so handsome." In fact, Mo Yan and his wife were reluctant to let their children suffer outside, so they went, but they didn't go with them because they had been thinking about the old monk's affairs, but took a car to Fayuan Temple alone.

Fayuan Temple is a famous tourist attraction in Yanjing, the tourist people are endless, so it is easy to find, it is not long to arrive from the son's school taxi, this is a temple with a long heritage, but the original buildings have been destroyed with the passage of time, and most of the people who see it now are renovated by later generations, so they can only understand the vicissitudes of the history of the ancient temple but can not see the ancient temple from the appearance.

When Mo Yan came to the little monk in the temple, Daoming, who meant that he was an old friend of Master Zhiyuan, and this time he made a special trip to visit Master Zhiyuan, the little monk showed a suspicious look, and he was stunned for a while and just said, "Donor, please wait a moment", and after a while, I saw an old monk walking out of a temple with the support of the little monk.

"Dare to ask the donor, are you looking for Master Zhiyuan?" the old monk asked. "Yes master, I was invited by Master Zhiyuan" "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, since I am a friend of my teacher, I am a distinguished guest of our Fayuan Temple, but doesn't the donor know that my teacher was sitting down due to old age and decay fifteen years ago?"

"How is it possible, I saw him on the plane yesterday. Hearing the old monk say this, Mo Yan's heart was inexplicably abnormal, and he was even more frightened, "Could it be that what I saw yesterday is a ghost?"

Seeing Mo Yan's suspicious look, the old monk said, "Donor, the relic urn of Zhiyuan Master is stored in the inner door of Fayuan Temple, and it has indeed been seated, and the poor monk is the apprentice of the teacher. ”

Although his mind is full of questions, but Mo Yan thinks about it, the old monk in front of him is about to be 90 years old, since that Zhiyuan master is his master, how can he be more than a hundred years old, an old monk in his hundred years old may not even be able to walk according to common sense, how can he still run around the country alive, it seems that he was spoofed yesterday.

Well, you should come to Fayuan Temple to travel and relax. Just when Mo Yan said goodbye to the monks of Fayuan Temple and prepared to return to school to find his wife and children. This source of wisdom appeared on the way home.

"Donor, you come to my Fayuan Temple on time, the poor monk is very happy. ”

"How can you, they, didn't they say you sit down" Mo Yan looked at the kind old monk in front of him in surprise, but no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like he was more than 100 years old, and he didn't even have age spots on his face, at most sixty or seventy years old.

"Hehe, what they said is not wrong, but how can the lifespan of our cultivators be like mortals, the poor monk is already more than one hundred and twenty years old, if he lives in the world again, he will not become an old monster, so he has to sit and become a last resort."

"So you're faking your death?" "Yes yes yes," the old monk said with a smile.

"It's really you, I thought I saw a ghost, you old monk really scared me" "Donor, this is not the place to talk, come with the poor monk."