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Text Chapter 176 The Unknown Monk (1)

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    The fat monk looked at Zhang and said with a smile: "I don't know how old you are, why did you come here today?" Zhang Xiao was stunned and said: "Monk, it's in vain that you wear a cassock and look like a virtuous monk.  Why are you still so rude after not seeing each other for years?" The monk laughed and said, "As a true villain, I hate hypocrites the most. He is so rude that he can't change it! By the way, this kid's surname is Feng?"  He nodded subconsciously and said: "Yes, how do you, a monk, know that?" Zhang smiled and said: "I'm afraid there are not many things in the world that this stinky monk doesn't know. Forget it, bald donkeys, let us stand at the door and talk like this? How can you be so serious?  The master's?" The monk slapped his bald head hard and laughed loudly: "Look at my reaction, please!" As he said this, he made a gesture of invitation to Zhang Xiao and Feng Yuheng.  Zhang Xiao said hurriedly: "The three of us came together, why didn't you invite this beautiful woman to come in? You bald thief, could it be that this dog temple has changed the rules and doesn't allow women to enter? Or is it because you, Fanxin, are still alive and have met a beautiful woman?"  I'm afraid I can't control it!" The monk smiled and said: "No, this is not a human being. I don't know how to greet you! Don't blame me for offending you!" Zhang Xiaoqi said: "Who is not a human being?  Said: "This is not a human being!" Zhang Xiaoda hurriedly said: "Monk, are you drunk and crazy?" He knew in his heart that the monk never told lies, so he couldn't help but stare at Lan Yu curiously, his eyes filled with tears.  It's a look of doubt.  Lan Yu laughed it off and twisted her body lightly.  He floated into the temple first.  Feng Yuheng's expression suddenly changed. This monk seemed to know a lot of things!  I suddenly felt a little more hopeful about this trip to Zhongzhou.  A group of people entered the temple.  As expected, this temple is dilapidated and there is no incense hall. You walk through the small courtyard and directly enter a wing room.  The monk was the first to push open the broken wooden door. Suddenly he bowed to the wooden door with a sad look on his face: "Wooden door! The wooden door has been protecting me from wind and rain for decades. Who knew that it would end today? It is so sad! You will change tomorrow morning."  I'll say goodbye to you as a pile of firewood!" Lan Yuqi said: "What's wrong with this door? Even if it's broken, why do you want to chop it up and burn it?"  The secret must not be revealed!" The monk said nonsense and let the three people into the room.  This wing is not big and is covered with dust everywhere.  It's covered in cobwebs and I don't know how long it's been since I've searched for them.  The layout of the room is simple, with only one table and four stools.  There were a lot of wine bottles scattered in the corner, and there was a smell of alcohol everywhere.  Lan Yu covered her nose as soon as she walked in. She never drank alcohol in the future world, and no one dared to drink in front of her. Of course, she didn't know what the smell came from. She just found it very pungent.  The monk took out three dirty tea bowls from nowhere, poured some tea and placed them in front of the three of them.  Feng Yuheng carefully looked at the bowl, although it looked unremarkable, but it had a faint antique feel.  It seems that he is still in the same category as Gu Xun, but he is probably quite old.  Zhang Xiao was about to speak when suddenly the monk said to Lan Yu: "This benefactor is not a human being. Don't worry if you break the bowl. Even though the bowl has been with me for some years. It must be something external to you after all. Don't blame yourself." Lan Yu was confused.  He said to Feng Yuheng: "This monk is a lunatic, why is he talking so crazy!" Zhang Xiao smiled slightly and said to Feng Yuheng: "This bald donkey always likes to play tricks, don't mind. By the way, let me introduce you to the monk Wuming, let's call him Wuming.  This little brother, the monk, is The nameless monk smiled slightly and said: "Feng Yuheng, the Heavenly Dao Circulation Yu Nei Heng, he has a good name!  " Feng Yuheng was more and more surprised. Although this monk was dressed in dirty clothes and sometimes spoke vulgarly and sometimes full of wit, he couldn't tell what kind of person he was. He had already used the red flower source power but could not see through the reality. Zhang Xiao shook his head helplessly.  He said to Feng Yuheng: "The unknown monk can be regarded as a strange monk and he has been a brother to his master for thousands of years.  But he has an open-minded nature and although he is on equal terms with his family and teachers, he is also a close friend of me, and we are always on equal terms with him!  " Wuming shook his head and sighed: "Brother Chuchen has obtained the creation of heaven and earth and the latitude and longitude of the universe. How can I, a humble monk, compare it to me?  Feng Xiaoyou has a magnificent appearance. It seems that his future success will be determined by his rebirth. If he doesn't give up, how about discussing friendship with the old monk?  " Feng Yuheng smiled and said: "How dare I call you brothers and sisters when the unknown master is my senior!  " Wuming shouted: "What nonsense, seniors and descendants, everything in the world is empty, why should this generation care about it!  "Feng Yuheng immediately said: "Since everything is empty, why should we talk about being friends with each other? We have meat to eat, wine to drink, things to say, nothing to do, and no one cares who he is!  " It took him a long time to react, and he suddenly nodded and praised: "You know better than me!  If you have something to say, leave it alone!  Miaomiao!  ¡± &nbspZhang Xiao was afraid that he would keep talking more and more nonsense and said hurriedly: "We have something to talk about. Let's go to the Three Treasures Hall today!" "I know, I know!" Wuming interrupted him: "I'm here to ask about your master's whereabouts! It's really strange.  Your master is thousands of years old, so why are you running around all day long and asking you guys to search for him all over the world?" Lan Yu listened to the boss boringly and felt thirsty after walking for a long time. He picked up the tea bowl in front of him and drank.  After taking a sip of water, she suddenly spat it out and threw the bowl on the ground. She heard a crash and the antique tea bowl immediately smashed to pieces. She shouted, "What kind of water is this? It's so pungent to the nose!"  When I picked up the bowl, I smelled the smell of wine. It was obvious that the unknown old monk usually drank from this big bowl. Although he poured some tea in, the smell of wine could not be eliminated. No wonder Lan Yu had never drank wine.  Unable to adapt.  Suddenly his expression changed. Wuming seemed to have told Lan Yu that he didn't mind if he hit the bowl. Did he already expect that Lan Yu would hit the bowl?  Thinking of this, he looked at Wuming in surprise and his heart suddenly became anxious. This old monk is really not simple!  Wu Ming smiled at Feng Yuheng indifferently and said: "Brother Chuchen talked to me about the myth. Although he is a profound man, he still can't get rid of this inner demon. I'm afraid are you willing to listen?" Feng Yuheng immediately sat up straight. He  Knowing that these words must be extremely important, I prepared to listen with seriousness.  Wuming looked at him suddenly and smiled slightly and said: "There is a destiny in the universe, things are predestined, and there are traces of the law. There is no need to force it, no need to be frightened, let nature take its course, and everything will be saved." Zhang Xiao smiled bitterly and cursed: "Brother Bald, the old thief Wuming  I have something serious to do with you. Can you please stop pretending?" Feng Yuheng's whole body was shaken as if he was struck by lightning. These slang words penetrated his understanding like lightning and penetrated deep into his heart, which had always been vague and unexplained, just like a  After years of painstaking thinking about an unsolvable problem, someone suddenly enlightened me. His eyes suddenly lit up and he immediately understood the root cause of the problem.  He sat silently and meditated. He vaguely felt that he had understood an important issue, but there was still a little to go. For a moment, his two brains were running at high speed. The red flower source of power extended in all directions, and he had entered the realm of forgetfulness of things and me. He observed carefully.  Looking at every detail of the world, I want to find the truth I seek.  Zhang Xiao looked confused and said to Wuming: "Old monk, I will take you by myself and don't let you teach me to go crazy! If this is the case, I will never be done with you!" Wuming shook his head and sighed: "No wonder Wuchen is an immortal thing.  If you refuse to leave important matters to you, you really have a very poor understanding. Although you are sincere, it is difficult for you to achieve great things. You are destined to be a green leaf!" Zhang Xiao smiled and said: "What's wrong with green leaves? There are no photosynthesis of green leaves, and there are no red flowers.  Isn't it nutritious? " The more Lan Yu listened, the more bored she became. She almost felt sleepy. Thinking about the excitement at the foot of the mountain, she couldn't help but stretched her neck and looked out of the window to see a few sparrows competing for food in the yard. She was so excited that the temple door suddenly opened.  With a loud sound, several monks were pushed away and came in. The forty-year-old fat-headed and oily-faced monk was behind him, but behind him were several agile young monks carrying boxes of various sizes in their hands.  Lan Yu Daqi¡¯s spirit immediately recovered and he immediately looked at them curiously.  I saw the leading fat monk bowing respectfully to the side room and shouting loudly: "Master Wuming's disciple Shi Yongqian asks to see you!" Wuming seemed to have expected it and smiled at Zhang Xiaowei: "You old immortal.  You really arrived earlier than by luck, and now there is something for you to kill!" After that, he stretched his neck and shouted loudly outside: "If there is anything that honors me, please bring it in quickly."  ***You kid, who enjoys being down there and drinking spicy food every day, finally thinks of your grandfather and me!" Shi Yongqian gently pushed open the door of the wing and stuck his fat head in with a flattering smile on his face: "Master is not a disciple and I don't want to honor you!  I'm afraid of disturbing your Qing Cultivation! Otherwise, I'll ask a few novice monks to come here and tell them what the master wants. The disciples will immediately have them carried up!" As he said this, he rushed to the monks behind him.  With a wink, several monks quickly brought in large and small boxes and placed them on the ground, opening them one by one.  Suddenly the whole room was filled with the aroma of wine and meat. The boxes were filled with soy beef, cured pig heads, ham, sausages, salted duck, and bottles of finely bound wine piled all over the room.
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