Marvel World Traveler

ps：今天送宝宝回他婆婆家，晚上七点才到家，这章是晚了点，后面还有一章，明天就能恢复正常更新了。 》

The sky full of wind and sand not only made it difficult to walk in this wilderness, but even blocked the sight within a few feet.

Shifang, who was following his master, was swept down the steep slope by the strong wind and sand blowing in his face.

After finally struggling to climb up in the wind and sand, I accidentally looked down and was shocked to find that my master was walking along the mountain road below.

That's not all. After all the hard work and keeping up with the steady pace of his master, when he came to a place to rest for a while, he just opened the rice bag he brought with him and before he could eat it, Shifang suddenly found that the originally white rice had stains on it. Full of sand and dust.

Fortunately, Zen Master Baiyun has walked on more bridges than the roads in Shifang. Even in such a harsh environment, he can still calmly solve the problem of eating with his wide sleeves.

On the outskirts of Guobei County, Shifang and his master quickly came to a grass tent to take shelter from the rain when they noticed dark clouds coming over them.

Not long after we sat down here, heavy rain suddenly fell from the sky.

Just when Shifang was glad that his bad luck was not too bad after drinking the rainwater to quench his thirst, he found a skull sitting under his buttocks that had been there for who knows how long.

If it were just like this, then forget it, as a monk, a young monk traveling around with his master.

Especially in today's chaotic era of cannibalism, Shifang has long been accustomed to the existence of skulls that can frighten ordinary people.

But he never expected that the skull would be thrown to a random place.Over there, I saw a bunch of gangsters with swords and weapons rushing over from the grass.

"I don't recognize that head!" Shifang, who thought he was unlucky again, defended himself loudly while running away with his head in his hands.

Replace it with normal times.These gangsters, who make a living by licking blood with their blades, will definitely be happy to have in-depth exchanges with the pure Shifang.

But right now, these guys don't care about each other at all.It's about running away in one direction as fast as possible.

Just when all the gangsters were running across the ten directions into the grassland that was almost a foot tall, one man and one horse appeared.

"Give me that money back!"

Yan Chixia jumped from his horse and landed in front of the gangster's escape route. While speaking, he turned around with a broad sword and slashed.

This cut immediately proved that running the fastest may not necessarily keep you away from danger, and may even cost you your life.

No, the gangster who was running at the front had no time to dodge, and was beheaded by the sword that looked like an antelope hanging its horns.

"Whoever gets the money goes first!"

"Go!"

"Let's go!"

The gangster, who was frightened by the sword but still unwilling to give up the money he had obtained, retreated wildly in the direction he came in while talking.

Such behavior is obviously seeking death.The old adage "Man will die for money and birds will die for food." was soon verified.

Facing Yan Chixia's fierce swordsmanship, these gangsters who robbed homes and committed all kinds of evil were like chopping vegetables and melons, one by one with one sword.

Just as swords and stumps were flying together, blood and screams were all the same, a clear chanting voice suddenly came from far away in the rain curtain:

Don't listen to the sound of forest hitting leaves, why not scream and walk slowly.

The bamboo stick and mango shoes are lighter than the horse, who is afraid? A raincoat raincoat can last a lifetime.

"Ok?"

Zen Master Baiyun, who was sitting cross-legged in the hut to take shelter from the rain, completely ignoring that his disciple Shifang was in danger, stopped reciting the sutra in his mouth.

Not to mention how high the literary talent contained in this poem is, when the first word "Mo" sounds.The sound clearly came from far away.

But almost as soon as he finished the last word, Shifang, who was about to be splashed with blood on his face, felt his eyes blurred. When he looked carefully, he realized that he had returned to the thatched shed without knowing when. among.

at the same time.At the same time, a voice that made people feel good could not help but be heard in their ears:

"Little monk, in these troubled times, it's better to be careful."

"Ah?" He took a look.Only then did the stupid Shifang realize that there was a young man wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat beside him.

Fortunately, the days spent wandering around with the master were not in vain, although the situation was still somewhat unclear.But Shifang finally knew that he was able to escape danger and return to the hut, mostly because of the other party's help.He put his hands together and said:

"Thank you so much for your help."

While talking, Shifang looked at the seemingly ordinary man in front of him with curious eyes.

Just kidding, if you can force yourself back to the hayloft in the same environment just now, you won't believe it if you have to say that the other person is not a strange person.

But after traveling around with my master for so long, I saw a lot of hidden people from all over the world. This is the first time the girl got into the sedan chair and met such mysterious people.

In addition, this guy is at an age where he is naturally adventurous, so how could he not be curious.

"The so-called red flowers, white lotus roots and green lotus leaves, the three religions are originally one family, that is, they are fellow Taoists, so there is no need to say thank you."

The man who released his right hand smiled and said with a smile, he bowed to Zen Master Baiyun who was still sitting in the corner of the hut and said with a smile:

"Master, you are so polite."

"This Taoist master, you are polite." Zen Master Baiyun stood up and bowed with his hands together, and said seriously.

This was the first time to see his master greeting others so solemnly, and the surprise and curiosity in Shifang's eyes became more intense.

It's a pity that the man in the raincoat didn't stay much after the ceremony.

Instead, he left the words "Take care of the road ahead." After that, he left gracefully in the heavy rain.

At this time, Yan Chixia, who was chasing the gangsters for his own money, had not even finished killing them.

"What a magical power!" Zen Master Baiyun said suddenly while standing in the hut and looking in the direction in which the figure was leaving.

"Master, what's your magical power? Are you talking about that Taoist priest?" Shifang, who was standing next to the master, asked curiously.

"If it wasn't him, could it be you?" Zen Master Baiyun looked at his silly disciple and said.

"If only I had that magical power, there would be no need to travel so hard." Shifang, who thought his master was talking about his rescue, muttered.

"You, talk less and do more."

Zen Master Baiyun, who was too lazy to explain the truth to the other party, had just finished speaking when the murder scene over there finally stopped.

Taking a light step out, it seemed that there was no difference from walking normally, but in fact, the figure that spanned a distance of several feet in an instant stopped in the open space thousands of meters away.

Although the continuous rain made the entire coir raincoat and bamboo hat wet, the strange thing was that no matter it was the man's robe or the mango shoes under his feet, not to mention the water, even the smoke and dust raised by the wind and sand were all wet. Not contaminated at all. (To be continued...)