Shinichi Abe sighed softly and said: "I hope you can kill him, otherwise, you will be in danger.
Okay, go back to sleep."
Watching him return to the house a little dejected, I suddenly felt like I really wanted to meet this killer named Wan Zhan.
Shinichi Abe has been following me for a while, and he has a certain understanding of my strength and Ba Tian's strength.
But even though the two of us are very powerful, he still thinks this matter is very serious, which shows that in the eyes of Shinichi Abe, that Wan Zhan is indeed very powerful.
No matter how powerful the person is, I will not be afraid at all.
As the saying goes, when soldiers come, they will be blocked, and when water comes, the soil will cover it up.
I don't believe that evil can suppress good.
I took a deep breath and then returned to the house.
Now that I'm awake, I definitely won't be able to fall asleep again.
I sat cross-legged on the bed and quickly entered the practice.
This practice lasted until dawn.
It was the movement in the room that woke me up from the practice.
Everyone has gotten up and everyone is busy washing up.
I stood up, straightened my back, raised my eyes and looked out the window.
The sun was shining brightly and it was a good weather.
After everyone washed up, I walked into the bathroom.
Looking at myself in the mirror, I found that I had completely transformed into an uncle.
I haven't shaved for a long time, my face is covered with stubble, and my hair is messy.
I don’t know, I thought I was a savage.
There happened to be a razor on the dressing table, so I picked it up and shaved briefly, and then took a shower.
My appearance completely changed.
I was still as handsome as before, and still so chic.
After walking out of the bathroom, I packed up my packages and the group left the hotel.
After breakfast on the roadside, we set off.
According to Song Xiazi, the sacred bone was a collection of one of his old friends.
This old friend is not a Taoist priest, but a monk.
As for how he got acquainted with Blind Song, we don't know.
The mountain where the old monk is located is more than 500 miles away from Wuzhi Mountain.
Because it is a barren mountain, its name is also confusing.
It's called Gravel Mountain, probably because there are a lot of gravels on the mountain.
Shinichi Abe drove the car along the way, so I took this opportunity to sleep in the car again.
Because we don’t know when the so-called killer Wan Zhan will appear, only by maintaining a good condition can we deal with all unknown dangers.
More than five hundred miles, which is a two-hour journey for an off-road vehicle with excellent performance.
Of course, if the car is driving so fast, it will definitely be speeding, and the fine for speeding will probably be quite large.
But for foreign tycoons like Shinichi Abe, this little money is really nothing.
Thinking about it, he paid enough fines to the villagers of Songjia Village more than a dozen times.
"Little brother, please stop the car after turning left in front.
The car can't drive up the mountain, we have to hike up."
Upon hearing this, Shin Abe nodded and said: "Okay, I understand."
After saying that, he turned left at the three-way intersection in front, and then pulled over.
When the car drove here, there was no asphalt road, not even cement road, only a very bumpy gravel road.
Next to the road is a hill.
The hill is not high, only a few hundred meters above sea level.
The car stopped and we all got out of the car.
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Blind Song smiled at me and said: "Brother Yu, my old friend is in the temple on the mountain.
Let's go up.
By the way, don't forget the wine in the trunk.
He just wants this one."
Speaking of this box of wine, Blind Man Song asked me to buy it before I left.
I thought it was because he liked drinking and was worried about being lonely on the road, so he drank some wine to relieve his boredom.
It turned out that he wanted to give it as a greeting gift.
Looking at Blind Song's bad behavior, I didn't expect him to be quite polite.
"Ba Tian, bring the wine, let's go up the mountain" Batian walked to the trunk, picked up the box of liquor, and immediately walked up the mountain with us.
This gravel mountain is indeed as its name suggests.
The gravel along the way is not only resting on your feet but also prone to slipping when walking on it.
I didn't want to mobilize the true energy in my body, but if I didn't, it would be really difficult.
Because with the help of Li Shushu, Blind Song's cultivation level had improved to a higher level, and now he was walking like a tiger and a tiger.
We don’t know if this guy did it on purpose or if he just wanted to try his own skills.
Along the way, there was smoke and gurgling noise, which choked several people behind us.
After walking for about half an hour, a small mountain road that could still be called a road finally appeared in front of us.
Of course, walking on the mountain road saves much energy than climbing the mountain randomly, and the speed of the few of us has also been improved.
Not long after, we came across a few crooked neck trees.
I'm afraid it's because the land here is so barren that even the growth of trees is very difficult.
But there are still people living on such a small mountain.
This monk is really strange.
While walking, Blind Song suddenly stopped.
He reached out and pointed in the direction to the right, and we vaguely saw a squat house.
This house seemed to be old and deformed.
If there was a storm, it would probably fall to the ground.
"That's the temple, my old friend lives there.
Let's hurry up, maybe we can catch up with lunch.
Hehe" he said, taking a few deep breaths, and then set off again.
After seeing this dilapidated temple, I finally understood why the old monk there became friends with Blind Song.
Willing is very simple, birds of a feather flock together, and people flock together.
The two of them both live in a ruined temple, so they are really like brothers.
It really doesn't make sense that they don't become friends.
With a destination in mind, everyone's speed is naturally much faster.
Ten minutes later, the four of us finally arrived at the ruined temple.
This ruined temple is not much better than Blind Song’s ruined Taoist temple, but standing at the door, I smelled a faint aroma.
This aroma should be the smell of incense, which means that the old monk here is quite pious and should not be a fake monk.
Blind Song walked to the door, stretched out his hand and knocked, and then shouted loudly: "Bald Donkey, if you don't stay at home, I'll ask for a drink."
Generally, friends have some strange names.
Although this name may sound a bit unflattering, it can illustrate the closeness between two people.
"Damn blind man, I'm not a winery here, why should I have wine?
Come on, get out of here."
The voice coming from the temple was very powerful and vigorous.
It seemed that this old monk was no ordinary person.
Blind Song was not angry, and he laughed and said: "Bald Donkey, I brought you wine.
All you need to do is prepare some game.
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Hurry up and open the door to welcome the guests.
I have brought you a few guests."
Before the door was opened, the voice inside sounded again.
"You are here as a distinguished guest.
If you have any bad friends, you must be craving for roast pheasant, so you are trying to be mysterious."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a "creak" and the temple door was finally opened.
Then, a great monk who was about 1.9 meters tall appeared from the door.
Although this person's eyebrows are white, there are not many wrinkles on his face.
He has a pair of bright eyes and a face with a Chinese character.
You can guess that this person has a straightforward personality and is a person with no city.
The monk's robes on his body were full of patches, and the number of puddings was probably not fifty, but perhaps twenty or thirty.
The most eye-catching thing is that the shoes on his feet are not cloth shoes, but a pair of black leather shoes.
This is really the first time I have seen a great monk wearing leather shoes.
The great monk stared at us with confusion in his eyes, and then looked at Blind Song.
"Blind man, who are these?"
Blind Man Song chuckled and said, "Didn't I tell you that distinguished guests are coming?
They are your distinguished guests.
Why don't you invite them in quickly?"
The great monk was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly at us and said: "Since you guys have come from afar, please come in quickly.
Please don't be offended if the temple is shabby."
Hearing this, I laughed and said: "Master, you are too worried.
Your temple is very old at first glance, and the Buddha is enshrined in it.
Even ordinary large temples are probably not as Buddhist as yours.
The sudden visit of the three of us is really a blessing."
I'm sorry, Master, please forgive me."
There is no one in this world who doesn’t like to hear compliments.
The great monk in front of me smiled broadly when he heard my words.
Seeing him, he laughed loudly and said: "Little brother, you are really right.
This temple of mine has a history of hundreds of years.
I think back then, our ancestors followed..."
"Ahem, great monk, don't talk about the history of your temple.
I'm so hungry that my chest is touching my back.
Besides, people are here, why don't you invite people in quickly?
Is this your way of entertaining guests?"
Dao?"
The great monk was stunned when he heard this.
He scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Look at me, I talk too much.
I don't usually have guests here, so I don't know how to entertain you.
Come in with me quickly."
Then, he walked into the temple first, and a few of us quickly followed him.
This so-called temple actually only has one room.
When you walk into it, you can see a futon.
In front of the futon is a wooden fish, which should be used by the great monk to chant scriptures every day.
At the far end of the room is a golden Buddha.
This Buddha should be made of copper.
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If it is really a golden Buddha, it may be worth how much it is worth.
There is a bronze tripod in front of the Buddha, with incense candles inserted in the bronze tripod.
The aroma just now came from this bronze tripod.
I walked to the Buddha statue, knelt on my knees, and bowed three times before standing up.
The great monk was stunned when he saw this, and then said in confusion: "Little donor, do you also believe in Buddhism?"
I smiled at him and said, "Of course I believe it, and I'm still half a Buddhist disciple."
Hearing this, the great monk was surprised and said: "Is it true?
Then you and I are the same disciple.
Junior brother, when I saw you just now, I felt that we are destined.
How about this, I will help you make a divination and calculate your fortune. ."
Just as I was about to speak, Blind Song beside me became a little impatient.
"I'm talking about bald donkeys.
People can do calculations themselves.
Do you need to do the calculations?
Hurry up and prepare tea.
We are all thirsty."
Hearing this, the great monk chuckled and said: "Look at me.
In the past, people in this temple also offered incense and worshiped Buddha. , so I am used to giving people divination.
Just sit here for a while, and I will prepare tea."
As he said this, he turned and walked into the back hall.
I had nothing to do, so I wandered around the room.
As I was going around, I suddenly discovered a gadget.
This is a Buddhist bead placed on the side of the Buddha statue.
Although it was dim and dusty, it caught my attention.
I walked forward and reached out to pick up the beads.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I took it, the beads turned into a golden light and went straight into my body.
I was shocked when I saw this.
Could it be said that these beads are made of sacred bones?