Chapter 262 (1/2)

The little monk who just swept the floor came running over with a look of panic.

”In front of Bodhisattvas, what kind of system is panic?”

The little monk looked at the Buddha in awe and said, ”master, martial uncle, he's crazy again.”

When the old monk heard the speech, his composure was gone.

”Ah? Isn't it good this morning? How can it be like this? Come on, let me have a look. ”

Although the old monk was old, he walked fast. He felt as light as a swallow.

The old monk and the little monk quickly ran to the yard, and then they went into the backyard that the little monk said before.

Mu Anqi and Leng Lingtian didn't catch up. After all, this is their own business, and they can't intervene.

They stood there for a while and suddenly heard someone shouting in the backyard. Then an old man with unkempt hair and rags ran out of the backyard.

”Younger martial brother!”

”Martial uncle!”

The crazy old man followed the old monk and the young monk behind him. It seemed that there were no other monks in the temple except his three.

The crazy old man jumped up and down like a monkey, running and shouting. He spoke too fast to hear clearly.

The old monk was too old. After chasing him for a while, he panted and held a big tree beside him to rest.

In fact, it's quite good to be like an old monk. If other old people run all over the hospital, let alone chasing a madman, they will fall if they walk a little faster.

The old monk is resting while the young monk is chasing the crazy old man. Looking at the crazy old man, he should be about the same age as the old monk. Maybe because he is crazy, he feels that he is full of strength and his feet are fast.

Mu angqi was stunned when the crazy old man rushed towards her and scared her. Leng Lingtian, who was next to her, was afraid that the crazy old man would hurt her and naturally protected her behind.

But they thought too much. The crazy old man didn't do anything after he got close to them. Instead, he stood there and laughed at them.

If you look at him closely, you will feel that he is slovenly and old. His gray hair is in a mess, and his beard is also in a mess. On a face full of ravines, except black, you can see that it's not his original skin color, it's just dirty. You can imagine how long his face hasn't been washed.

The clothes he was wearing were not only ragged, but also covered with greasy stains. I don't know how long the clothes were worn and how long they haven't been washed. On his feet, he was wearing a pair of cloth shoes with toes exposed, and his feet were as black as coal. This image really didn't look like the eminent monk who should appear here.

Seeing that the crazy old man didn't take any further action, they also relaxed their vigilance a little. Mu angqi was still a little afraid and hid behind lenglingtian to look at the crazy old man.

The crazy old man also stares at them, and the little monk has come after them.

”Martial uncle, why did you sneak out again? Go back quickly.”

Who knows that crazy old man with fixed like, don't move, straight stare at cold Lingtian they see.

After watching for a while, he suddenly hugged his head with excitement.

”Ah! Injustice, injustice, it's really a bad fate

He suddenly went crazy and was in pain. He held his head and roared. Mu angqi was scared. His instinct shrank back. The little monk was afraid that the crazy old man would hurt them. He grabbed him and pulled him back to the yard.

”Martial uncle, dear, let's go back and don't scare people here, OK?”