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"Can Zongbao survive?" the old lady asked.
"I don't know, I can only provide clues about possible survival." The old man did not give the old lady any room to bargain: "You have no other way but to seize every possibility."
The air pressure in the living room is frighteningly low.
Gradually, the old lady¡¯s chest, which was rising and falling violently, gradually calmed down: ¡°Okay.¡±
The old man smiled, as expected: "Then let's do business first."
"Okay, follow me."
How calm the old lady¡¯s face is now, how hateful she feels in her heart.
That old immortal has been hiding in the White Buddha Temple for decades and has avoided seeing her. Once he came out, it was just for that bitch. But now everything is not as important as Yang Zongbao. As long as Yang Zongbao is fine, everything will be worth it.
The old lady took the old monk into the study.
"Is it right here?" The old monk squatted on the ground and stroked the flat ground with his hands: "It's been 20 years, it's time to solve it."
"It's right here, dig it out." The old lady sneered. At first, the hole was dug directly in the ground and then cement was poured. Even if it is dug out now, it will never be able to escape from the sarcophagus and will always be sealed in a cement pillar.
"Yun'er, it's really not for other reasons this time. Hiding the corpse here for a long time, although it can quickly develop the family business for a period of time, in the later period, it will affect the fortune of future generations." The old monk was skinny. He kept his fingers on the ground for a few minutes before standing up.
"That's nonsense." The old lady retorted.
"Yun'er" The old monk sighed deeply: "Didn't you do this because you believe in it?"
¡°¡¡± The old lady fell silent.
"Li Yali's kidney on one side was shattered by the steward." The old lady changed the subject: "The temple where the people who treated Zongbao lived were burned down and the people died. Li Yali said that the steward took something from the fire."
"I told you." The old monk's dry eyes suddenly flashed with light. The manager did not tell him this.
After saying this, the old monk stood up and said, "I will live here temporarily."
"Where's the deal?" the old lady asked.
"Tomorrow." After the old monk said that, he sat down on the futon, closed his eyes and began to chant sutras and meditate.
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The old lady knew the old monk¡¯s character very well and knew that it would be useless to talk about it any more. She could only wait for tomorrow.
"Old lady"
As soon as the old lady came out of the study, Uncle Mei reminded the old lady.
The old lady also noticed something flashing past her eyes, but she didn't say anything and just left with Uncle Mei.
"Master."
The manager shouted softly to the old monk.
""
The old monk paid no attention and did not even raise his head from the corners of his eyes.
The candlelight flickered, and the old monk remained as motionless as a dead tree.
"Master"
The steward shouted bravely again.
"suck¡¡"
The old monk took a long breath and then exhaled: "Is there anything else you haven't said?"
"Uh" The manager's heart suddenly fell to the bottom. He looked at the old monk carefully and found that the other man was looking at him, sweating like rain: "No."
¡°No?¡± The old monk raised his voice slightly. The voice carries the rhythm of chanting sutras, which makes people feel calm unconsciously.
But now the manager doesn¡¯t feel at all calm. On the contrary, he is under great pressure. Under the pressure of the old monk, the steward finally knelt on the ground: "Master, when I rushed to Nanshan Temple, the temple was already on fire. I only rescued a book and the things left by the abbot in the fire. Relics." The steward said and took out a book and a cloth bag from his arms.
The old monk took it over politely, ignored the book and picked up the bag. He poured out full, smooth and colorful beads from the bag. After a rough calculation, there were probably more than a hundred beads.
"Master, this" The manager was at a loss as he held the book.
"Actually, you think I don't know?" The old monk finally spoke again: "I gave that book to Monk White Bear, do you think I don't know?"
The steward suddenly felt as if he had fallen into ice water. He hurriedly took a few steps forward on his knees and put the book at the old monk's feet. He then took a few steps back on his knees and lay on the ground with his head down. Dare to raise it: "I was distracted for a moment, please punish me."
oldThe monk did not pick up the book, but played with the beads in his hand, which were as small as grains of rice and as large as pearls, and slowly said: "This is a relic. It is not clear with current science why some human bodies will These things are left behind. Some are colorful, and some are as white as jade, but they only appear after the monk passes away. "Why do you think they are there?"
"I don't know." The manager was extremely nervous. He even took out his self-identification that he hadn't used for a long time, and he didn't have any extra thoughts to guess.
The old monk did not explain, but put the relics back into the bag, put them aside, and picked them up from the ground. You must have seen them. When White Bear came to me to tell fortunes, I told him and gave him a book. This is "Twenty-Four Palms and Muscles", and it is indeed a good book. This is a missing chapter in the Huangdi Neijing. The "Huangdi Neijing" has been passed down to this day and is missing many parts, but some parts are still circulating among the people. This "Twenty-Four Palms and Muscles" is also one of the few parts that has been preserved. But those who want to use it must practice Tongjiquan for more than ten years. Only with strong arms and quick palm movements can the essence of this book be brought out. But the result is that the person who uses it has to expend his own energy. If you obtained this book in a fire, why are there no signs of burning? "
"This?" The manager was originally fascinated by what he heard, but he didn't expect that the master suddenly changed his mind. He couldn't change his lie for a while and stood there in a daze.
"Say." The old monk opened the scripture and read it at will.
Knowing that there was no way to conceal the past, the steward confessed with a trembling voice: "I got in before the whole temple caught fire. I found Monk White Bear bleeding from all his orifices and lifeless. I placed this book in front of him. I turned a few pages and felt It was interesting, so I put them away. Then there was a fire, so I went out and waited until the temple was burned to ashes. My original intention was to eliminate all traces of it, but I still got greedy. I want to covet this book. Master, I¡¯m really wrong.¡±
"This book is a good thing, especially for those of you who practice martial arts. Your body looks strong, but you have constant internal injuries. Every time it is rainy, your joints will swell. This is a common problem for people who practice martial arts. This book can help you clean up your meridians. , no wonder you couldn¡¯t put it down and became greedy, even this writing can be forgiven"
"Thank you, sir"
"but¡¡"
Just when the manager thought he could relax, he was pinned to the ground again by the old monk's next words.
"But you shouldn't cut off Yang Zongbao's treatment."
"?" The manager didn't understand: "Excuse me, what do you mean?"
"" The old monk was unwilling to explain more, but threw the book in front of the manager: "Read it in three days, and then use it on Yang Zongbao."
"What?" The manager didn't hear clearly.
"Learn it and use it on Yang Zongbao, and I will give you the answer you want."
"Really?" The steward suddenly raised his head and began to flip through the scriptures in a panic.
At first, the manager¡¯s face was filled with surprise. This scripture was just as he imagined, and it was very effective for his internal injuries. But the further back he turned, the paler his face became.
The old monk had already known the manager¡¯s reaction, so he watched calmly.
"Master" The steward finished turning the last page and said hesitantly to the old monk: "I hope to stay by your side, please do it."
"Chunhao, you have been with me for more than 30 years, almost 40 years. You know my temper, and you can take back what I say? You have been practicing Eight Arm Boxing for decades, so you can use it just in time. But you Don't worry, because you have been practicing boxing for a long time, you will not lose your life. After Yang Zongbao passes this test, I will tell you everything you want to know." The old monk promised generously.
"It's a deal." The manager knew he had no way out, so he could only open the book again and start practicing.
Even though the old monk looked calm on the surface, he was very shrewd in his heart and did not ignore every move of the manager. I wouldn't treat the manager like this. But the manager made a small move under his nose and became dissatisfied with Yang Zongbao. Even if such a person stays with him for a long time, the old monk will not stay with him. Make the best use of everything, and let the manager make atonement for his sins before talking about it.
The rules of the Yang family are that a servant is a servant and cannot cross the line. This is a rule passed down from the old monk's ancestors.
There is not much difference between the old monk sleeping and not sleeping, but the manager didn't sleep all night. If you encounter a problem that you don¡¯t understand in the scriptures, you will ask the old monk for advice.
At dawn, Uncle Mei brought a meal to the old monk, and he was surprised to see the steward sitting aside.
Uncle Mei was very nervous, and his hands holding the plate kept shaking.
?"Mei? Are your limbs weak?" The old monk squinted his eyes.
"No." Uncle Mei felt a little scared.
"It's okay if you don't." The old monk said something of unknown meaning and walked out of the study.
There was a rustling sound in the bamboo forest in the early morning. The old monk didn't see it clearly because he came at night. Unexpectedly, when he saw the environment around the study in the morning, it was indeed interesting.
Automatically without wind, the old monk's feet were like an old monk in meditation. His waist and horse sank, and he held the ball with both hands. Suddenly his whole body tightened, and the wind around him moved The old monk started Tai Chi Bagua His body shape was like a dragon or a snake
Uncle Mei stood aside to wait and watch. After two hours, I gained a lot.
When the old monk stopped, Uncle Mei hurriedly stepped forward and gave him a towel.
"Mei, you are still so clever." The old monk praised.
"" Uncle Mei didn't dare to bite. No one would think of the old monk's former appearance from his current appearance. Uncle Mei didn't dare to interrupt and didn't know what to say.
"We are all unfamiliar." The old monk threw the towel back into Uncle Mei's hand dissatisfied.
Uncle Mei felt the burning pain on the back of his hand that was hit by the towel.
The old monk strolled out of the study and wandered around Yang's house. Most people on the way didn't know the old monk, but they didn't dare to ask. The old monk's aura of not entering strangers was too clear.
The old monk walked around for a long time and finally caught someone: "Girl, where is Yang Zongbao?"
The female doll caught by the old monk was Mei Wenxin.
Although it was strange that there was someone in Yang Zhai who didn't know her, Mei Wenxin still said intuitively: "I happen to be going to deliver food. Master, please follow me."
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