Red Heart Survey

  Chapter 343 Suffering

  Fang Xie in the battle of the Yang domain, all the monsters, ghosts and snakes came out, Jiang Wang had to deal with it carefully.

  I stopped my practice immediately, and went to the front yard with Dugu Primary School.

  He does not have any good channels for the time being, and he has entrusted Chongxuan Sheng to buy the Open Pulse Pill on his behalf, which he promised to open the pulse of Dugu Xiao, and it will be completed soon.

  This courtyard should be arranged, Jiang Wang didn't bother with it, and it was all run by Dugu Xiao.

  He doesn't care much about these, but he does feel a lot more comfortable in his eyes and ears.

  The visitors waited in the front yard.

  This is an old monk with a thin yellow face, wearing coarse linen monk clothes, and stepping on a pair of open-toed sandals. In the exposed toes, black dirt is distinct.

When Jiang Wang looked at him, he was also looking at Jiang Wang.

  "Why did the master come?" Jiang Wang asked.

  The yellow-faced old monk raised his hand with one palm: "The poor monk came by fate."

  Jiang Wang didn’t pick up his stubble, so he would fight with him. He only deliberately said, “If it’s for alms, the meal can be arranged.”

  The yellow-faced old monk nodded: "So, there is a beneficiary."

  Jiang Wang:...

  If it was just for alms, Dugu Xiao had already arranged it.

  The old monk waited until this time, there must be some other purpose.

  Moreover, if there is any chance of popularity, it will be unfathomable.

  Jiang Wang didn’t want to cause unnecessary incidents, and tried his best to restrain curiosity even when the enemy is unknown. Therefore, he deliberately used alms to stop him, but he didn't expect the old monk to borrow Po to get off the donkey.

   Really want to alms!

  Jiang Wang is also the lord of Qingyang Town at any rate, and a fast meal is still affordable.

  Just staring at the higher and higher bowls, Dugu Xiao's face is not so good.

  She is used to living hard times, and she knows the truth about diligence and frugality. In the past, it was not a monk who had never seen alms. It was usually a bowl of vegetarian rice and a few green vegetables. How could there be people who feasted and drank more than 20 bowls of rice? I ate five dishes of green vegetables!

  It's just that Jiang Wang didn't speak, so she had no choice but to endure it.

  When I went to the back kitchen, I quietly told me to sprinkle more salt, so that the monk who was reborn from the starving ghost would be too salty and full, so he didn’t eat much.

  The yellow-faced old monk was very pious when he ate, did not speak, stared at the food intently, and chewed slowly. Look carefully, but not slow to eat.

  The dishes gradually piled high, and the cook was so tired to change one.

  Jiang Wang couldn't let such an unidentified strong man move at will, so he maintained his patience and stayed with him.

  It is inconvenient to explore the fog of ignorance, but sitting like this, it is no problem to nurture Daoyuan.

  When the number of empty bowls increased to forty and there were nine empty dishes, the old monk with a yellow face stopped his chopsticks, touched his stomach, and sighed with satisfaction.

  "Master, have you used it?" Jiang Wang asked.

  "The power cannot be exhausted, and the blessings cannot be enjoyed." The old monk said very seriously: "If you are half full, you must exercise moderation."

"……Got it."

  The yellow-faced old monk glanced at him with a teachable expression on his face.

  But Dugu Xiao couldn't see it, and helped his servants to remove the dishes together, and hid outside by the way.

   "Amitabha Buddha." The yellow-faced old monk raised his palm and raised his salute. Only then did he remember to introduce himself: "The old monk feels bitterly, presumably the donor is also thunderous."

  For Yu Li, this monk is so old, and it is not easy to be sloppy if he is not too much.

   Although Jiang Wang had never heard of the Kujue Master at all, he also cooperated with him and said: "The master's virtue is far-reaching, and the kid should have heard of it. I don't know if the master is coming this time..."

   "It's all predestined!"

  The yellow-faced old monk's dry and wrinkled face seemed to stretch out: "The old monk has a predestined relationship with you!"

   Jiang Wang did not speak yet, the old monk Kujue said again: "Everyone knows the world, the old monk is reasonable."

  He looked at Jiang Wang up and down, and the more he looked at his eyes, the more joyful he was: "How can the old monk get paid for your favor?"

  Jiang Wang said, "You are polite", but he hasn't said it yet.

  The yellow-faced old monk has said: "I will pass on your mantle!"

"Just pack up your things and follow me to the monastery. I will give all my life what I have learned, and in less than 30 years, I will be admired by the world like an old monk! No matter, I am a monk, there is nothing good. Pack it up, then go..."

  He said he had come to La Jiangwang.

   "And... wait a minute!"

  Jiang Wang jumped far away in one step.

  Frustrated and crazy, right?

  I am also an eighteen-year-old Tenglong Realm master, and Qi Ting is actually named Qingyang Town male. You need talent and talent, strength and strength, potential and potential, and power is also developing.

  Why don't you want me to leave all this and be a monk with you?

  If it hadn’t been for this old monk who had some cultivation skills, unlike a pure fool, Jiang Wang would have left.

  He was in a mess, but still maintained the basic politeness: "Maybe the master has some misunderstanding? The kid has no plans to be a monk!"

  The old monk Kujue looked a little dissatisfied: "You have no plans now, and won't you know that in the future?"

  "……"

  I don’t know, you know?

  Jiang Wang tried his best to calmly said: "Not now, and there should be none in the future."

  "You can only represent who you are now, not who you are in the future." The old monk Jueku said that he went over here: "Don't waste time, hurry up and get a teacher!"

  Jiang Wang retreated again vigilantly, feeling a little dissatisfied: "Master, please respect yourself, don't be arrogant."

"You boy, why don't you listen to persuasion?" Jueku frowned: "The old monk is someone who came here, how could he lie to you? Before entering the empty door, he was also an angry horse in fresh clothes, thinking that the scenery is infinite, but the glory is like a bubble. The world is full of ups and downs. After I converted to my Buddha, I finally gained supreme peace!"

  Jiang Wang couldn't help but look at his linen monk clothes, and then at his straw sandals with toes.

  Although he doesn't pay attention to enjoyment like Zhao Rucheng, he doesn't want to live in such a perfunctory way.

  If you say that this is "an Ning"...it really doesn't need to be.

   Noting Jiang Wang’s gaze, he felt bitter brows frowned deeper: “Everything is rich and noble, you can’t see through it when you look at it?”

   Jiang Wang said dullly: "I don't have Huigen."

  "……"

  Finally, it was his turn to feel that the old monk was silent.

  The yellow-faced old monk was silent for a while, barely twitching the corners of his mouth: "It doesn't matter, I'm used to turning stones into gold for my teacher."

  The face of this person is as thick as the Kunpi drum, and there is no agreement at all. He claims to be a "teacher".

   "You don't need to order, I am real gold!"

The word   Master is not a good memory for him. So far, he has only sincerely admitted Dong A. From the initial alert, to later trust, to the final deception...

  Jiang Wang was aroused with arrogance, and didn't want to be accompanied anymore, turned around and walked out.

  But for some reason, after taking a few steps, his eyes must have found that he had actually returned to the original position!

  What is this method?

   actually made myself completely unaware!

   Jiang Wang pressed his sword and folded his body: "Master, what do you mean by this?"

   "Good disciple, don't fight with the master, it's not big or small."

  Said bitterly, stretched his hand forward.

  The foot did not move, but Sauvignon Blanc had already started it. Jiang Wang didn't react at all, so he was empty-handed!

  The sword user loses his sword, and he loses his life when he decides his life!

  "The sword is good! But it's too fierce!" Kujue's horizontal sword was in front of him, and he stretched out his hand and slightly brushed it over: "Today is a good apprentice, as the teacher has no longevity, so I will help you!"

  A light of Buddha flashed above the Sauvignon Blanc, and felt painfully lost. Jiang Wang did not notice the process, and his sword returned to his hand.

  He gets along with this sword day and night, in one mind.

  I haven't seen any changes in Sauvignon Blanc, but I do feel that there is a difference.

  (End of this chapter)