Chapter 137 Old Monk

Aken nodded and said solemnly, "What I said is also very important..."

"I know that I won't talk to anyone, including Lena." Benzang nodded.

"We have a special task that may enter the scene of the Edo period in Japan. We want you to join us for the time being. First of all, if you are Japanese, your country may have a lot of convenience, and it will be beneficial to do tasks with us. Second, there was an important figure in the Edo period, that is, the ancestor of your Iga ninja, known as the 'ninja god' - 'Ghost Hanzo' Hattori Masanari! It may be of great benefit to you. Didn't you just mention the exchange of the command of the controller? Maybe this is the opportunity.

Now there are two master's rings present, there are no taboos, and it is very convenient to speak. Aken knows the cause and effect, the beginning and the end of the matter, one by one.

Benzang meditated for a while, carefully digesting the information handed over by Aken, nodded and said, "It's my duty to do this matter. What's more, if I can see the earliest generation of Hattori Hanzo, it is the honor of our ninja, which is really an opportunity for me. I don't know when the world of precepts will be assigned to China's shogunate era. I still need to thank you."

Aken patted Benzang: "That's great, we can finally fight side by side!"

Green Wings also came to shoot this collection: "I'm also half a ninja. Don't forget me if there are any benefits!"

Zhang Fan also took pictures of the book collection with a smile: "When you are free at night, go to the library to check the information about the Edo period. Don't waste time on women all the time. Don't be a Japanese, it's better for us to understand the times*.

Ben Zang scratched his head and was a little embarrassed.

"Aken and I still have something to do. You can eat by yourself." Zhang Fan said to Benzang and Lv Yi, "By the way, Lena said hello for us. Don't ask more."

Ben Zanglian said, "Don't worry, I know what to do."

Zhang Fan nodded, pulled Aken and left. After leaving the training hall and coming to the square, Akan asked, "What's so urgent? I'm also hungry. Why don't you just go eat something and say it while eating?

"No, I have something else to eat by yourself. After eating, go to the Taoist priest and explain the matter. Then ask the Taoist priest how to enter the scene of the Edo period so that we can prepare early.

"Then upgrade those heavy weapons, the M2 heavy machine gun, rocket launcher and flamethrower, all to light green. Don't save money! And the spearhead of luck, upgrade a few more green sticks to make the spearhead of luck full. This time, the unlucky man of Benzang was added. The fortune is really low, so we still need to make more preparations. Upgrade the suit when I come back.

Why do you have to add him? Do you think we can't complete that task? If we can't finish it, what's the use of adding that fool?" Aken doesn't understand.

"I always feel that the master's ring is not that simple. Since there was the ancestor of this ninja in the Edo period, there may be some opportunity to happen to him. Although his fortune is extremely bad, he may be a big help to us at that time!"

"The world seems to be in the dark, and there are some unspeakable connections between the people around me. I know Green Wing, Benzang, and you seems to be just accidental, but things seem to have some inevitable opportunities. Look, my master, the spirit of green wings, which of your two friends is simple? If we are not together, how can some opportunities appear? If you miss each other, the clues of some opportunities will be broken. Maybe Lena's visit this time is also an opportunity. But she, forget it."

Aken listened carefully and silently took care of the clues in his heart, but there were thousands of clues, and the cutting was still messy. So he shook his head and secretly pinched a lesson, but it was obscure, far away and unspeakable. He sighed and nodded according to his words.

"Then what are you going to do?" Aken asked.

Zhang Fan smiled bitterly, looked at the northern mountain beams in the hometown of the precepters from afar, and sighed, "Oh, I'm ashamed to say that I'm still a Buddhist. I haven't been there since the first scene came out of the temple. I want to go there and make a small wish. You have a lot of things to do. Thank you for your hard work.

"What do you think? You can see farther than me. Go ahead, I'm going to start." Aken waved his hand and turned away.

Zhang Fan shook his head, shook his happy things, and strode to the northern mountains of the hometown of the precepters.

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It is still such a small temple, a simple and quiet courtyard, a simple Buddhist hall, and mottled ancient Buddha. Compared with the glorious Islamic mosque, the exquisite Catholic church, and the paradise-like Taoist temple, it is more ancient than this Buddhist temple.

At the table in front of the ancient Buddha, the old monk still sat with low eyebrows, as if Henggu had not moved, just like the ancient Buddha. There is a trace of Zen in the tranquility. However, when Zhang Fan looked closely this time, he always felt that the old monk's face seemed to be a little like his teacher, but it was a little vague, as if he could not see it clearly no matter how he looked at it. It seems that as long as you turn your head, you will forget his appearance.

Zhang Fan knelt on the futon in front of the Buddha, prayed silently, and knelt down to worship. Later, he went to the old monk's side, bowed together and saluted. He said respectfully, "Master, there are many doubts in my disciples' hearts. Can you give me some advice?"

The old monk didn't seem to hear it, as if he was dead, or left only his body here outside the divine wandering objects. Zhang Fan lowered his head and waited for half a day, as if he had never said anything. These two people are so exhausted.

Time seems to be stagnant, and there is a little strangeness in the simple palace.

Seeing that the old monk had no response, Zhang Fan slowly raised his head and still saluted respectfully. Then he took off the string of wooden hanging beads from his wrist, took off the ruler's ring from his neck, respectfully placed it on the table in front of the old monk, and then saluted. Turn around and walk out.

"Come back." A low voice sounded. Zhang Fan stopped and turned around.

The old monk took the hanging beads and gently stroked his hand. The hanging beads seemed to be integrated with the old monk, which was obviously so harmonious.

"You take this ring back, not hand it over to me." The tone is gentle, but there is no doubt.

The old monk followed his hand. Zhang Fan only felt that his heart moved, and a short stick appeared in the old monk's hand. It's the " rune stick"! Zhang Fan took a deep breath and couldn't believe it.

The old monk put the short stick on the table and gently brushed the short stick. He saw the golden light on the "rune stick", and countless Brahma diplomas appeared empty. With the golden light pulse, he sank into the stick one by one.