Outside the room, the host shook the cloth on his body, called the truth of the lonely heart temple under his management not only is not a failure, but it makes many peers hot eyes, plus a lot of foreign wealth, how should you change into a bright brocade robe, no matter how bad it is, it is indispensable to be a solid color Buddha robe, but a washed white cloth is really not able to see the identity of the host.

"Xiao Lulu, my uncle brought a friend to see you. "The light porter with a hippie smile on the cloth monk's hippie face is so unserious.

"Hmmm. ”

A penetrating spiritual power broke out of the window, pointing directly at the monk's eyebrows, I thought it was a skin and flesh end, but I didn't want that when the spiritual power hit the monk's forehead, it seemed to hit a piece of steel, shattered, the monk wiped the seal hall with a helpless face, turned to Su Wen and the others and said humbly: "A few donors, my nephew has a bad temper, I'm afraid that I won't be able to see it today, so it's better for me to introduce you again tomorrow morning." ”

"It's okay, Mr. Disturb is resting, and the boy will come to visit tomorrow. Su Wen bowed respectfully to the door, and peeked at the scene inside the room through the hole in the gatehouse, as if there was a man's back.

"Master, I don't know if I can spend the night here. ”

The monk's face was embarrassed, and he subconsciously looked at the only two rooms, Su Wen knew it when he looked at these small movements, and it was not difficult for the other party to say: "It's good to make a bunk on the floor in the main hall, and bother the master to prepare a few futons." ”

"Master, isn't this bad, they are guests, we don't have two rooms. Jiutong muttered, after all, even if he gave up the bed at this moment, it would not be enough.

The cloth-clothed monk glared at the little apprentice who had no eyes, and thought to himself that you didn't see the master and I was almost injured just now, or you go to reason with the master inside, dog, I'm afraid that I can only lay the floor in the hall tonight, "Since several donors have the heart to the Buddha, Jiutong will prepare a few more bedding, and the teacher will also accompany a few people in the hall tonight." ”

"Yes, master. ”

"There's Master Lao. Su Wen bowed in front of him with one hand.

Taking advantage of the other party's inattention, Niu Batian touched Su Wen with his elbow, and the latter slowly walked to the end with a comprehension.

"That monk is not simple, and the one in the house is even more not. Niu Batian said in a low voice, his expression was rare and solemn, that is, when he faced Mo Xiuyuan, he didn't see him so abnormal.

Su Wen nodded, the finger of spiritual power shot out of the room, the strength was not inferior to the third brother's Tanxi, and more importantly, he clearly tasted a sharp sword intent in that finger, and the more good that spiritual power is, the more profound the monk becomes, it seems to be an understatement, but he is afraid that his cultivation will be more above Lichen.

"Maybe the person I'm looking for is the one in the house, and as for this host, there is no malice except greed for money. ”

"That can't be taken lightly, who knows if he decided to live with us with the intention of killing people and making money. ”

Facing Niu Batian's speculation, Su Wen couldn't laugh or cry, can't you see that this extraordinary host is very afraid of the one in the room, where he is willing to lay on the floor in the main hall, which is obviously a helpless move.

Jiutong and Butong The two little monks packed up the bed quilt very neatly, but stared at Hu Xiancao without scruples and curiosity, and always felt that there was such a good-looking pair of eyes, and the face under the veil must be more beautiful, and the little girl who was about the same size as him was even more smart and cute, and there was always an indescribable strange feeling with the female pilgrims he saw on weekdays.

Jiutong looked at his nose and nose, and only cared about hard work, he already felt that he had broken the precepts, and he dared to stay on the two female benefactors.

"Master, otherwise, I'll be here tonight to accompany you in chanting sutras and chanting Buddha. Butong shook his smooth head and said coquettishly beside the other party.

"Since you don't want to stay, then the senior brother will also stay with you, and the room that is just vacated will be given to the two female donors to live!" Jiutong smiled honestly, very surprised to understand how he changed his temperament today, but it is a pity that this kind act was exchanged for the resentful eyes of the junior brother.

"I don't know the name of the master yet. Su asked, diverting the subject.

The cloth-clothed monk grinned a little shyly and said, "The law name?" is a little ashamed to say it, the poor monk has no virtue. ”

Hu Xiancao smiled when she heard this, and hurriedly covered her thin lips under the veil with her hand.

Su Wen also smiled awkwardly, thinking that the names of the three monks in this temple were all strange, could it be that this cloth-clothed monk had passed down his master's carelessness to him, but the ability to choose the name was still much better than his senior brother.

"How long has the master been in this temple, I heard that the Vajra Bodhisattvas in this temple are all carved by you alone, and the demeanor seems to be an ordinary person, I don't know if it is the rules in this temple, or?"

After hearing this, the monk suddenly laughed, touched his bald head and said: "The poor monk has been here for ten years, when he was led into the door by the old host, the most valuable thing in the whole temple is the wooden fish of the master's recitation, and the temple without the Buddha statue can be called the Buddhist temple, but I have never seen the true face of the Bodhisattva Buddha, so I pinched a few of them according to my own thoughts, and the old host was pleased to see it, saying that this is the real Bodhisattva low eyebrows, King Kong angry eyes, since then, the Buddha statue in this temple is carved by me alone. ”

After that, the monk pointed to the four Bodhisattva statues behind him, and said with a full of reflection: "The Bodhisattva is the most easy to do, the female appearance of the birth, the beautiful women in this world are more than 10 million, the poor monk will call a female Bodhisattva when he sees one, and simply engrave the faces of those female donors on it." ”

Su Wen looked at the four Bodhisattvas, indeed each of them has a very different demeanor, but they are all lifelike, if it is really according to the appearance of those female donors, it can only be said that these women are not only born with flowers and moon appearances, but their expressions are dignified and solemn, but the last Bodhisattva statue is mediocre, and there is a man's heroic spirit between the eyebrows.

"Master, this Bodhisattva seems to be different. Su Wen pointed to the Buddha statue and said bluntly.

"This one! The monk was a little speechless, and looked at the Buddha statue with a sudden expression.

Butong asked softly: "Master, has your old man passed away, I have seen you crying at the Buddha statue several times." ”

The cloth-clothed monk raised his hand and knocked on the little apprentice's head, and said sternly: "What's the matter, it's because of the wind and sand." ”

Seeing that the other party didn't want to mention the matter of the Bodhisattva statue, Su Wen also stopped asking, but led the topic to the man in the room, he was sure that even if the other party was not the swordsman he was looking for, he must also be a kendo master who could not be met but not sought.

"Master, is that gentleman surnamed Lu or named Lu. Su Wen asked meaningfully, there are many monks who call themselves swordsmen in Kyushu, and even kendo masters who can start a sect are not rare, after all, before the advent of Ling Tiangong, the withered sword mound as a leader in sword dao can be said to have been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for three hundred years, during which the sword sect also steadily suppressed the qi sect, so that few people who practiced martial arts could not use swords.

And the withered sword mound that is known as the place where tens of millions of swordsmen break their souls is also called the Lu family sword mound, because the sword mound is not allowed to enter the non-Lu surname disciples, and the sword mound is not allowed to be stolen by the disciples surnamed Lu.

The prestige of the dry sword mound is so great, even Su Wen, a half-disabled person who stays at home, can hear calluses at the root of his ears, and he has seen how powerful the Lu family sword master is in the book more than once, the first battle of the Li River in the Southern Tang Dynasty chased the deer bow in vain and tried to borrow the road north from the dry sword mound, but was forced back thousands of miles away by the continuous sword qi of the three hundred Dao, and some people once joked that the reason why Li Zaixiao was able to rely on 50,000 Wei warriors to defeat the million deer chasing bow was only because the cluster head of the million arrow feathers was broken as early as the dry sword mound.

Therefore, when a swordsman who claims to be surnamed Lu and a kendo master who has been famous for a long time appear at the same time, even if the former does not produce a single sword, it is far better than the impact of the latter handing over a hundred swords.

"Hey, hey. The monk Wude laughed strangely, squinted his eyes, and said unintentionally or intentionally: "Naturally, it is surnamed Lu, the Lu of the withered sword mound." ”

Su Wen sat upright, looking at the other party's expression that seemed to be smiling or not, and suddenly had a feeling of being trapped in it, and couldn't help asking, "Does the master know who I am?"

"Of course, do you want to learn swords? My nephew is the sixty-first generation descendant of the Dry Sword Shrine with a serious 800 years, the Dry Sword Shrine has 800 taels of introductory swordsmanship, 2,000 taels of advanced sword moves, 5,000 taels of 100-step flying swords, Baojiao Baohui, Tong Su is not bullied, you are also destined for him, I will give you a discount. The other party just said to himself.

"Master, monks don't lie. Su Wen drank coldly, only to feel that this hidden monk was always doing something that was extremely inconsistent with his identity.

The monk said to Amitabha Buddha sincerely, and continued: "If the monks don't lie, otherwise they will go to hell, deaf ears, cut off their tongues, and Amitabha." ”

"The Master really doesn't know who I am. Su asked the unbeliever again, why did he think that the other party was deliberately saying this to him.

"Of course, do you want to learn swords? The price is negotiable. ”

Su Wen nodded thoughtfully, and there was no word, it was late at night, I didn't know if I was sleepy, I yawned and said goodbye to a few people and went back to the room, Jiutong did what he said and lay down in front of the lectern and copied the scriptures over and over again, and the Wude monk said a good thing and then fell asleep, and the whole hall was quiet again.

"Young master, do you really believe the monk's crazy words, if the swordsman of the withered sword mound can clearly mark the price, everyone will be able to fly a sword in a hundred steps. Qigui was so noisy by the other party's snoring that he couldn't sleep, and said softly.

Su Wen looked at the Bodhisattva statue in the hall with his head pillowed, as well as the faceless Buddha in the middle, and said to himself: "If you believe it, you will have it, if you don't believe it, you will not, even if that guy is not the successor of the withered sword mound, it is not bad to worship him as a teacher, and I will see it tomorrow." ”