"Good tea!"

Yanchen took a sip and then said.

"Lord Yan is so bold, he is not afraid of the old man doing some tricks!"

"If you come, you will be safe, not to mention that I don't believe that you will harm me, Master!"

Yan Chen lightly covered the corners of his mouth, but the old monk who provoked him smiled, and did not debunk it in public, but continued, "When I saw it yesterday, I knew that the Yan donor was different from others, and he looked like a cloud dragon, and today I specially invited the donor to come and talk about it!"

Yan Chen glanced at this person again, "The master said yesterday that he saw him in Hualong Temple, but this place is not the temple I am used to!"

Yanchen's words made the old man stand up slowly and walk towards the door of the thatched hut.

"Lord Yan Shi, please come!"

I saw an old plaque standing there, and I could vaguely see the phantom of the three words of Hualong Temple.

In the face of this person, Yanchen had nothing to say, this was simply a bit too much for others to imagine, who would have known that the Huasheng Temple would be on this small hill, and it was still in this dilapidated thatched house.

"What's the matter with me?"

Returning to the wooden table again, Yanchen spoke.

This old monk reveals a hint of difference everywhere, and the breath of his body is indeed a calming mind that can be changed.

"If my guess is correct, is Yan Gongzi going out in the past two days?"

The old monk's words really shocked Yanchen, he really planned to meet this old monk today, and set off for the Langxu Mountain tomorrow, but how did this old monk know.

"You, investigate me!"

Yanchen's face turned cold, and he said coldly.

If you want to say that this person is calculated, he doesn't believe it, even his master doesn't dare to say that he can judge the fate of others, he can only deduce the recent bad luck, but this old monk can actually calculate that he is going to go far away, what kind of person does it take to have such a ability.

"The old man can see it, I don't know if you believe it or not!"

The old monk didn't beat around the bush this time, but said it directly.

"And I also deduced that your trip must have a bloody disaster, which is unusually bad for your travel!"

All this is when Master An Ruo appeared in the sky yesterday, the fate of Yanchen was glimpsed by him, this trip will definitely have unpredictable things, and there is also blood light, all this indicates that something bad is about to happen, and nine times out of ten it will come true.

"Master An Ruo, I respect you as a master, but I have to go when I am far away!"

Yanchen's words were categorical, but his eyes were still staring at this person coldly.

"That's it... I don't know what Yan Gongzi thinks of Buddhism, but Lao Wei can know that Gongzi is a Yama on the battlefield. ”

Seeing that the old monk was no longer pursuing the incident just now, Yanchen gradually calmed down, and said softly, "Yesterday I was able to invite you, but my mother was quite fond of Buddhism when she was alive, and now I am just to satisfy my mother's hopes, I am a battlefield Yama, and it is a bit ridiculous to talk to me about Buddhism." “

"The Buddha also pays attention to fate, I was able to receive your invitation yesterday, it was purely accidental, and there is one more thing, I want to return this thing to you, I am not for those money, just for a fate. ”

As he spoke, he took out a card from a table and put it directly in front of Yan Chen, yesterday he was invited by Yan Chen, but today he returned it to him as it was.

"Young Master Yan, return to the original owner!"

The old monk said softly.

Returning to the original owner? Yanchen looked at the front with some interest.

"Yan Gongzi's biological mother is Ling'er!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw Yan Chen's eyes shrink suddenly, and a terrifying light went straight towards this person, how did he know his mother's nickname.

"How do you know my mother's nickname!"

Yanchen's sharp words did not cause the slightest change in the old monk's expression, but his expression seemed to fall into contemplation.

"Shang Ling'er is your mother's name. ”

Yanchen nodded slowly, not knowing what this old monk meant.

The old monk continued, "Thinking about forty years ago, when she was a little girl, she often came to play with me, but at that time she made the old man happy for a long time, and I have never seen such a loving person as your mother. ”

"Forty years ago, master, you were the little monk and nun that my mother used to talk about?"

Yan Chen asked with some surprise, speaking of this little monk and nun, Yan Chen heard the most from her mother's mouth, and always said that she met a particularly interesting person at that time, and she lived in the joy of bullying him every day.

When I was naughty, I would always bully this person intentionally or unintentionally, and often tapped a few times on his bald head, but I didn't expect that the little monk and nun at that time really became a respected monk, and he also had a good body, looking at the situation, he must have been a martial arts wizard at that time, but he didn't expect to be bullied by his mother.

Hearing Yan Chen's words, I saw that the old monk smiled slightly, and his face was rarely a little red, "Well, I am that little monk and nun! Later, Ling'er also grew up, got married, and the number of times she came gradually decreased, but every time she came, she would make me happy for a long time!"

"Then why..."

Yanchen didn't continue, he knew that there must have been his troubles at that time.

"At that time, I was really in retreat and practicing Buddhism, and when I woke up, the entire Haiping City had changed, your mother's Yan Group had been destroyed, and even you were missing.

Looking at the rare eagerness of the old monk in front of him, Yanchen had already guessed that what this person said must be true, but it was not time to wait for me, everything was developing in another direction, and it was very likely that this old monk had always loved his mother deeply, and because of the world, he was empty of Buddhism.

"Are you to my mother..."

Without waiting for Yanchen to finish speaking, the old monk hurriedly stopped his words and silently recited a Buddha name, "I just treat her like a sister." ”

Yan Chen looked at his bald head with his head bowed, and a strange thought really rose in his heart, this knock must be very cool, holding back the impulse in his heart, Yan Chen said again, "Old monk, I believe your words! But what are you looking for me to do this time?"

The slightest strangeness just now made Master An Ruo's heart startled, his scalp was cold for a while, and he always felt that his bald head was almost about to die, and when he heard Yanchen's words, he quickly raised his head, and instantly saw a trace of unbearability in his eyes.