C382 (2/2)

”You really shouldn't be a monk. It's better to set up a sign on the street and write Ye Banxian to show people how to meet.””Don't talk about the ideals of my life.”

Jingchen points her blood on the forehead of Qiyue Honglian. The equality contract that both sides are willing to make is very simple. It will be successful in a few minutes. In this case, Jingchen also has a mount and is a super beautiful girl, which makes my heart slightly unbalanced.

When we got to the temple, Jingchen kept a distance. He didn't dare to get too close to the red lotus on the weeping moon, so I asked, ”then you always have a name.”

”I don't have a name yet.”

I looked at Jingchen and said, ”give him a name. Now you have signed the contract.”

”Since it's red lotus crying for the moon, it's called red lotus.”

”It's really not creative.” I said, but Honglian is very happy because she has a name now.

I raised my head, jumped and jumped, the ultra short skirt was flying, and the girl's joy always made people jump. At this time, I saw the master who was lying on the ground with his eyes slanting upward looking at Honglian, coughed and asked, ”master, what are you doing here?”

I don't know. The master immediately got up from the ground and said awkwardly, ”Oh, it's not peaceful on the ground. I fell down. It seems that I need to repair it. Ha ha ha.” As he spoke, he turned and walked away.

”Sure enough, the highest adjective to describe a woman's beauty is Buddha jumping over the wall.”

”Isn't that a dish?” Cloud smallpox asks a way.

”All can be used. Chinese is broad and profound.”

Taking Honglian to the huge temple, Jingchen stopped and said, ”I'm not qualified to enter the Sutra Pavilion now. Only your generation can enter the Sutra Pavilion, martial uncle.”

Because of curiosity, I bid farewell to Jingchen and Honglian and went to the Sutra Pavilion. As soon as I went in, there was an empty hall surrounded by ancient sutras. There was no one at all. It was like the middle school library in a small county. Only when there were leaders to inspect, there would be people. Otherwise, it would be empty.

When I got to the second floor, I couldn't understand the words on the books, but I saw a man, a little monk sweeping the floor. He looked like five or six years old, laughing. His head was round and his body was round, but he had a lovely face.

I squatted down and said, ”what's your name, little friend?”

The little monk glared at me and said in a very childish voice, ”no big, no small, the old monk doesn't regret his name.”

I was stunned. I didn't know my generation. It was not the same level as my master. It seemed hard to imagine that such a child would have such a high rank.

The monk put the broom aside and said, ”I'm 500 years old, old monk. What's your name, baby?”

”The name of the law is Huiming.”

”So you are the disciple I just received.” After that, he pinched the meat on my arm, widened my eyes with his fingers, looked at me like a doctor, and said, ”the baby has amazing talent, but it won't be long. It's a pity.”

”Master Buhui, I don't know if there is any way to help me?” I asked tentatively.

”There are many natural resources and land treasures in this world. It can increase life yuan indeed. Some special people can also use some special magic to transfer life yuan, but these things are available but not available, so.

He didn't go on, but I know what he meant. If there is something in the temple that can help me, I don't know if the master will take it out.

Some depressed sat down with their backs against the book. Master Buhui said, ”it's enough for a person to live all his life. Give up what you don't need.”

”I said I would give up, but I can't do it. I still have a lot of things to understand and a lot of people want to cherish.”

Master Buhui shook his head and said, ”everything is false.”

At this time, Jingchen's voice came from outside: ”martial uncle Huiming, martial uncle Huiming.”

I said goodbye. Master Buhui ran down and said to Jingchen at the gate, ”uncle, there is a man named Mu Xiaosan outside looking for you. At the gate of the temple, I remember that he should be your former friend.”

In the heart one happy, but actually sank the face to say: ”you let him go back.” I don't know how he got here.

”I think he's very worried. You'd better go and have a look. After all, he's come all the way.”

I thought about it for a while, and decided to meet him. I can't believe any of my former friends. Even though my heart yearns for them to be friends I can trust, I have experienced enough betrayal and deception. I can't believe it.

……

In the hidden gold Pavilion, master Buhui looked at Ye Ling's back and said, ”Amitabha, since you think you are the future, how can you give up easily? I'll take this life to see your future.” With that, an eye opened between the eyebrows, blue eyes, deep mystery.