The two monks, one big and one young, returned to the room, Wang Xian closed the door, and put on the latch again, Fang breathed a sigh of relief, and whispered: "Oh Mom, I haven't spoken for a long time, and I'm about to hold back my internal injuries......"

I wanted to laugh first, but I pulled the wound and grinned for a while.

"Take your clothes off." Wang Xian ordered in a low voice: "Get on the bed." ”

also looked at Wang Xian with a vigilant face, he knew that there were many Han people who liked handsome offspring, although he had nothing to do with handsome, but he was a sturdy offspring like a fake. But after hesitating, he obediently took off his clothes and lay down on the bed.

also warned himself in his heart that in order to avenge his clansmen, he could not want his own life, let alone a dry road...... Even so, when Wang Xian's cold hand caressed his back, he couldn't help but shed tears of humiliation.

"You bear with it, it will hurt at first," Wang Xian whispered while touching Yexian's back, "It will be very comfortable in a while." ”

I also screamed in my heart first, it's strange to be comfortable, when I have a chance in the future, I must chop you into meat sauce! can snow today's humiliation...... was secretly ruthless, and suddenly there was a hot pain in his back, so painful that he almost cried out.

"If it hurts, just shout it." Wang Xian still smiled unconsciously: "Beizhen Fusi's special wound medicine has a very good effect, but it will be like a fire when applied to the injury, and it needs to be improved." ”

"......" also opened his mouth first, and hurriedly turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw Wang Xian taking this small bottle and applying medicine to his injured place, and there was a black line in his head.

"Stinky boy, think crooked." There is a saying that 'it is difficult to learn well, and it is easy to learn bad', Wang Xian did not learn the old monk's Wentao martial arts strategy, but he learned his bad taste for tossing his apprentices.

"I ......" also buried his head in shame, and the honest Mongolian boy was full of guilt.

After giving him the medicine, Wang Xian smiled and said, "How is it, is it still painful now?" ”

I also got up first, moved my body, and grinned: "It doesn't hurt, it's still very comfortable." ”

"Then put your clothes on." Wang Xian looked at the words where his hair had not yet grown, and said with a smile: "Little fart child." ”

also Xian Deng's face was flushed, and he hurriedly went to put on his tattered monk's robes. Wang Xian threw the new clothes that Xinci had replaced him into his arms, "It's miserable enough for us to be monks, we can't be called Huazi anymore ......"

I also hugged my clothes first, felt a warm current surging into my heart, my nose was sour, and I was busy taking a deep breath. Settle your mind and get dressed.

Wang Xian smiled secretly in his heart when he saw this, the kid was really still tender. After finishing up first, he took off his shirt, and also lay on the kang and said, "It's your turn." Saying that, he scolded in a low voice: "The stinky boy is not light or heavy, he deceives the teacher and destroys the ancestors!" ”

He smiled embarrassedly, hurriedly picked up the porcelain vase, followed Wang Xian's example, poured a hand of ointment, and applied it to his back like a wall.

"Save a little, this thing is much more expensive than gold!" Wang Xian scolded: "Little loser! ”

was also stunned by Wang Xian first, but he felt very close, and he was busy smiling and smoothing him.

At this time, when the medicine came up, Wang Xian grinned in pain, and hurriedly spoke to divert his attention: "Tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, someone will come to incense ......"

"That's pretty rare." also muttered first: "This broken temple, there is no incense, hurry up and close the door." ”

"Less nonsense." Wang Xiansi sucked in cold air and said, "But I was cursed by the old monk and couldn't talk to them, so you have to speak for me." ”

"I'm afraid I won't be able to," he said modestly: "You Han people speak modestly, and I can't deal with people for you." ”

"It's for you to be my mouthpiece." Wang Xian whispered: "Come, I'll tell you what to say then, you can remember it clearly for me, if you say the wrong thing then, we will be blind." ”

"You can't be blind." also said anxiously: "Otherwise, how can I take revenge!" ”

"Then you can carry it well." Wang Xian sighed in his heart, he found that he seemed to be giving his future self a big problem. But his character has always been like this, today only worries today, tomorrow sorrows come tomorrow sorrows. Whatever, let's get over the one in front of me first.

"yes, I see." He also nodded first, his eyes widened, as if this could enlarge his ear holes and listen to Wang Xian's words more truly.

Wang Xian told him what to say at that time, one by one, and he was surprised to find that although this kid was rough, his brain was very good, and if he explained it himself, he could remember it clearly. When I go back and ask again, I can still answer it fluently. It seems that this kind of character who will become a big man is really extraordinary...... It's a pity that it fell into the hands of Wang Xian, and the fate of his life is destined to be rewritten......

That night, he slept in Wang Xian's house - not a bed, of course. He also brought the cover roll from his room, spread a mat on the ground, and started a floor in Wang Xian's room.

Speaking of which, he was just a teenager, in a foreign land, his family died tragically, he was lonely, and he was regarded as an alien, and he was unconsciously very attached to meeting someone who gave him some closeness.

Wang Xian woke up at night, and heard him muttering in a low voice, and when he listened carefully, he was actually reciting the words he taught him, and he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, and whispered: "Sleep, it doesn't have to come so soon, and it will be too late to memorize it during the day tomorrow......"

also nodded first, covered his head with the quilt, and continued to carry his head in the quilt......

'Well, it's another bull. Wang Xian saw that it was useless for him to say anything, so he simply ignored him, turned around and continued to sleep.

But why did he use 'again'? Because he is the other bull .......

The next morning, when Wang Xian woke up, he saw that he was still asleep. I don't know what time this kid tossed until he slept last night, and Wang Xian didn't wake him up, wanting to tiptoe up and go out to wash.

As soon as he hit the ground, he woke up and looked at him blankly.

"I'll go wash." Wang Xian said softly: "You continue to sleep." ”

"I'll serve you." also jumped up first and said, "How can you say that you are also my master!" After saying that, he ran out and washed Wang Xian's face, and waited for Wang Xian to wash his face.

"It's very familiar." Wang Xian took the towel and wiped his face.

"I've been serving those bald donkeys when I first arrived." also hated and scolded first, and after speaking, he stuck out his tongue and said, "Bah, you scolded the two of us too." ”

"Are you still used to it in the temple?" After Wang Xian finished speaking, he felt that he was really talking nonsense, and his habits were strange.

He clenched his fists first and didn't speak.

After breakfast, he first ran to the gate of the temple to guard according to Wang Xian's instructions. He was originally in the wilderness in the temple, as long as he didn't go out and run around, Xinci didn't care about him, and he said a few words first, and then asked casually: "What did your master tell you last night to make you so obedient?" ”

"My master is mute." also looked at the rough man first, in fact, he was very shrewd, and he originally wanted to say that it was confidential, but when he thought of this, wouldn't he have acquiesced in what the master had said? Realizing that Xinci was talking to himself, he glared at him fiercely and said in a muffled voice, "Don't speak." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, it's not your master's order, can you come here to watch the door with me?" Xinci smiled: "Tell me quickly, don't worry, I won't sue others." ”

"My master told me ......" also said slowly, Xinci was happy when he heard the words, and waited for him to sell Wang Xian in the next sentence, who knew that he also changed the conversation first, and sneered: "It's just that Tuomeng told me, it's not forbidden to talk in dreams!" ”

"Pure nonsense......" Xinci glared at him, and was about to say a few more words to him, but saw several people approaching the temple gate. Xin Ci came to the spirit, threw it aside, greeted it and said with a smile: "Are the few donors offering incense or asking for signs?" ”

"......" A few men in strong suits heard this, and couldn't help but look at the middle-aged man standing in the middle, the middle-aged man looked sad, a little unrelenting, and said after a while: "Ask for a sign, of course, it is also incense." ”

"Okay, a few of you, please." The heart bows to each other, no matter how you look at it, it looks like the shopkeeper is more than the monk in the temple. The middle-aged man was also stunned, shook his head, and stepped in.

Xinci originally wanted to let him take care of the door first, just in case a pilgrim came to the door, although that was basically impossible...... But after looking around, the kid didn't know where he had gone.

Secretly scolded, 'The wild boy is unreliable', Xinci hurriedly followed a few pilgrims, or the middle-aged pilgrim. A few other powerful guys were obviously his bodyguards. And Xinci can also see that they are all elite sergeants from the army, as for how he can see it, Xinci of course said that what he is doing is the work of observing words and feelings.

But in fact, it was because he was too familiar with the army.......

When the middle-aged man just got off the horse, he still felt that his legs were weak, but after walking on the brick road of the temple sandwiched by the towering ancient trees, he felt that his legs and stomach seemed to be rising, and he couldn't help muttering secretly, is this Qingshou Temple really a place where I am turning evil into good fortune?

Naturally, he would not say this, and when he came to the outside of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, he solemnly dressed and dressed before stepping in to put on incense, kowtow to the Buddha, and kowtow to the Bodhisattva, looking very pious. After finishing the matter, he paid a lot of incense, and after he got up, Xinci asked him to go to the side hall to cast lots.

The middle-aged man asked the guards to wait outside the door, and he followed Xinci inside, where a monk in his sixties who seemed to be a high-ranking monk sat on the futon next to the statue of Guanyin. The middle-aged man first burned incense in person, bowed down to the statue of Guanyin, and then sat opposite the old monk under the gesture of Xinci.

"This is our uncle, Master Daozang, who is the most profound in Buddhism, and is especially good at interpreting Guanyin's spiritual lots." Xinci whispered to the middle-aged man: "Uncle Shi, this layman wants to ask for a signature." ”

The middle-aged man respectfully bowed to the old monk Daozang, and Daozang announced a Buddha number, pointing to the sign holder enshrined in front of the Buddha statue, and let the heart be taken to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man took a deep breath, holding the stick holder as if he was holding a boulder, his face was very solemn, and he knelt on the futon and shook the stick holder for a while.