"Hide?"

Chen Fan saw the fear emanating from the inside out from Zhuoma's face, he listened to the familiar sound of the prayer tube, his brows furrowed slightly, and a huge divine sense reached out in the direction where the sound came from.

After a few seconds, an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of Chen Fan's mouth.

"It's time to come, you can't hide from it. ”

Chen Fan looked at Zhuoma, there were too many doubts in his heart, the person who came, it was five Buddhist monks in yellow clothes, each holding a pure gold prayer cylinder in their hands, tinkling, the yellow sand on the legs, could not stop the footsteps of these people, it seemed to be a long distance, but it was quickly crossed.

"The monk of the Great Snow Mountain is called a bad star by you?" Chen Fan sat on the seat with an indifferent face, and Thorn Wala dragged Zhuoma's arm, he was young and immature, and his eyes were full of fear at this time.

In Chen Fan's view, this is incomprehensible, the courage and perseverance shown by Thorn Tile when the sandstorm comes, how much fear he has to endure will make his heart collapse.

Zhuoma was stunned when he saw Chen Fan's expression, "Do you know Dayin Temple?"

Chen Fan nodded.

"Aren't they good monks?"

Dolma's face was mocking, and her blue pupils seemed to hide painful memories.

"For the people who live in the Great Snow Mountain, they are great good people, but in this place of Crescent Gang, outside belongs to the abandoned son of the Kunlun God, every year, these monks will come here to find someone destined to go to the Dayin Temple. ”

Zhuoma grabbed Thorn Thorn's hand tightly, and his expression showed a look of pain, "They say that Thorn Thorn is the closest person to the Buddha, and there is a Buddha in the sky shining on his spiritual platform, and they want him to enter the Dayin Temple and worship under the Rulai seat, I have refused for three years." ”

Dolma took a deep breath, "Those who are chosen by the Buddha will either become a Buddha or go to hell, and Thornwa is my only younger brother. ”

As Dolma spoke, he opened the floor covered with yellow sand, and Thorn Thorn looked at Chen Fan with a pleading gaze, and then burrowed under the dark board.

The sound of the warp cylinder is getting closer and closer.

Zhuoma restored the yellow sand on the ground, combed her yellowed hair, tried her best to adjust her emotions, and looked like she didn't know anything, she said to Chen Fan: "Brother Chen, you can also hide, Dayin Temple has to shape the Golden Buddha every year, and inside each Golden Buddha, there may be the people abandoned by the Kunlun God, do you understand what I mean?"

"I see. ”

Chen Fan poured himself a glass of wine, and when he didn't get up, Zhuoma was already so anxious that he grabbed Chen Fan's arm, and it could be seen that she was really thinking about Chen Fan's life.

"You don't understand at all!!"

Dolma's voice was so deep and screaming.

"Jingle bell!"

The sound of the warp tube sounded outside the inn.

Immediately after, three more jingle bells rang.

Before Zhuoma hid Chen Fan, a monk dressed in yellow had already stepped on the stone threshold covered by the yellow sand with his feet.

The candles hanging inside the inn flickered.

"What are you guys doing!!"

Dolma's whip always appeared when she wanted to, and she pinched it in her hand, and a crackling sound slashed through the air, adding a bit of courage to her.

"The four little monks encountered a black wind and came here to spend the night. ”

The monk headed by the monk was spotless, his face seemed to be smeared with a layer of tung oil, his skin was dark yellow, and his eyelids were slightly collapsed.

"Our store is closed!"

Zhuoma's tone was cold, and she rejected the monk at the first time, and the heavy door was pushed forward by her, and she was about to close the door.

The head monk gently moved forward with his hand, and both the door and Dolma's movements stopped.

"What the hell do you four bald asses want to do!" Dolma raised an eyebrow, "You are not welcome here. ”

"Zhuoma, it's been three years since you rejected our four senior brothers like this. ”

"You four are still as annoying as ever!!" Zhuoma spat on the monk's face, "Get out of here!"

"I'm afraid not this time, we must bring the people who are destined for the Buddha back to the Great Snow Mountain, Zhuoma, your younger brother Thorn Wa, is the one who comes to descend the fable, once he enters the Dayin Temple, you can go to the foot of the Dayin Mountain to open a new inn, the Dayin Temple will build you a more beautiful house, there are more fertile water and grass, you can raise more sheep, cows, horses, become the shelter of my Dayin Temple, from now on, you can sing and graze. The monk followed the temptation, and his voice seemed to carry some kind of magic, outlining a desirable picture in Dolma's mind.

Dolma's blue pupils showed a hint of confusion, a moment of distraction, her feet took a step back, and below was the place where Thorn Tile was hiding.

At this moment, an untimely voice broke the strange magic sound: "Do you think I have a relationship with the Buddha?"

Chen Fan's voice, like an awl, broke the peculiar magic sound, and Zhuoma's gaze suddenly became clear, and he subconsciously looked at the ground.

And her seemingly caring action happened to fall into the eyes of the monk.

"It turns out that there are still distinguished guests in the inn!"

The four monks looked at Chen Fan at the table, and when they found out that Chen Fan was just a young passerby, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"The donor has nothing to do with my Buddha. ”

The head of the monk had his eyes slightly closed, his attention was at Zhuoma's feet, and he completely regarded Chen Fan as a passerby.

"Little donor, the air below must be very bad, you come out, the little monk will send you a creation. The magic sound of the monk was unleashed, and his lips were motionless, but the sound pierced the plank.

Dolma was a wise woman, she bit the tip of her tongue tightly with her teeth, the pain kept her awake, and she glared angrily at the leader of the Puran monks, "Thorn is my younger brother, it is impossible to go to the Great Snow Mountain with you." ”

"The person who the Buddha likes will eventually become a Buddha!"

Puluo's footsteps took a step forward slightly, and with a slight stroke of his sleeve, Zhuoma stepped back as if he had been hit by a huge force, and was supported by Chen Fan.

The corners of Chen Fan's mouth showed a hint of sarcasm: "What if the Buddha is blind? ”

"Huh?"

The monk's eyes widened angrily and stared at Chen Fan.

"People from afar, you have angered the Buddha!"

"Oh, so what?" Chen Fan spread his hands.

The flustered Zhuoma turned around and covered Chen Fan's mouth, her slightly panting breath and the unique body fragrance on her body all rushed into Chen Fan's nose, and her blue eyes saw that Chen Fan was full of complexity.

"Monk, this distant guest, doesn't know the rules under Kunlun Mountain, so naturally he won't anger the Buddha. Zhuoma Bei gritted his teeth, "Little Brother Chen, you go, take advantage of the fact that now, with me and Thorn Wa, they won't be embarrassed for you." ”

"As long as you hand over the thorn tile, I'll let this little brother go. Puro's ears were sharp and he heard Dolma's words.

(End of chapter)