Chapter 40 Strange Monk (!)

The purple light on the copper mirror was dazzling, and the divine glory rushed to the sky and suddenly bounced the dry claws away. Bai Lang's face was as heavy as water, and his golden armor was covered. He didn't dare to be careless at all. He shouted, "The boy accidentally broke into your residence. I've been offended. Please forgive me!"

Although he didn't know who the other party was, he broke into someone else's room. After all, there was something wrong first. Bai Lang was also secretly annoyed and blamed himself for not checking carefully after entering the house.

After the withered claw was shaken away, it suddenly disappeared into the shadow and disappeared, as if it had never appeared, and the house suddenly fell into silence. Bai Lang's body was like an abyss, but he did not move. Only at the door leading to the inner room, the broken curtain shook slightly.

Outside, the wind and rain are wild, the cold wind hits the face, the roads are flashing and thundering, and the sound is terrible. These small huts stand on the top of these peaks, and it seems that they may be submerged in the wind and thunder of this world at any time.

Silent for a long time, Bai Lang couldn't help frowning and sent a voice to Xiao Bai: "What did you just go in and see?"

"A strange man with messy hair, wearing a broken jacket, I reached out and pulled his beard. He suddenly opened his eyes. I was shocked and ran out!"

Bai Lang was shocked, but saw that Xiao Bai Xuebai raised a wisp of gray beard in his hand and was very proud: "I was almost scared to death by him and cut off his beard!" Xiaobai has become more and more humane recently, and he is also a tit-tooth master, and he has no intention of losing at all.

Bai Lang had a black line, and his eyelids couldn't help jumping. The little guy was too bold. The man just showed that his strength was very strong. In case he was provoked, he might not be able to please him well.

"Let's go in and have a look!" Bai Lang was silent for a long time and made a decision. This strange atmosphere made him feel very uncomfortable. He didn't know what the man in the inner room wanted to do.

Bai Lang walked very carefully and slowly approached the inner room. He took a deep breath and stretched out his hand to open the curtain. When his hand touched the curtain, he suddenly felt something and his eyes suddenly shrank.

It seemed that a big mountain suddenly appeared in front of him, and the heavy pressure made him stagnate. At this time, a withered hand suddenly stretched out and gently raised the curtain, and a strange man with his whole body covered with messy hair appeared in front of him.

"Wild man!" This idea suddenly flashed in Bai Lang's mind. His body was like electricity and quickly floated back. At the same time, his palms were like the sun and the moon, shining brightly.

The golden light bloomed in the eyes of the gray-clad monster who suddenly appeared and shattered the attacking divine light. He seemed to be touched by something and shouted, which was a little surprised.

Bai Lang looked at the thin weirdo in front of him and was surprised. His whole body was covered by random hair, but he was wearing a tattered gray saber, which looked ordinary and strange, as if he had not sorted it up for decades.

"It's raining heavily outside the house. It's really scary to come here to avoid the wind and rain and disturb the master!" Bai Lang thought for a moment and said carefully. Seeing that the man was dressed in a jacket, mostly a monk, he said so. Just now, the compelling momentum made Bai Lang understand that the strength of this strange man was unfathomable.

"No...it doesn't matter, you... sit down!" The strange man didn't seem to speak for a long time. His voice was dry and his words were a little difficult. He didn't know when he had restrained his breath and became like a dead tree and rotten branch without any fluctuation. If he hadn't seen a living person standing in front of him, Bai Lang would almost doubt whether he was a ghost.

Bai Lang's eyes flashed and glanced at him back and forth for a long time before he nodded and sat down.

The strange man was as calm as water and sat down with him. He glanced at Xiaobai next to him and seemed to smile. Then he raised his gray hair and smiled, "You are still the first person to come here in the past 30 years!"

Bai Lang was shocked and raised his eyes to see that the old monk's face was burnt and not a trace of blood, describing the extreme witheredness. Only the divine light flow in the depths of his eyes was unfathomable. He turned his mind a few times and asked respectfully, "Senior... Er, the master is practicing here?" He also knew that many Buddhist disciples in the world lived a poor and hard life. In this way, he sharpened himself and practiced Buddhism and Taoism. Many people in the world are called ascetic monks.

The monk moved the corners of his mouth slightly and said with a smile, "That's right. Which disciple of the monk in Huasheng Temple are you?"

Bai Lang saw that although the old monk was ragged and strange, he was very gentle and kind. He had lost some warning in his heart. When he heard this sentence in vain, it was like thunder blowing in his ear. He was shocked and shocked. You should know that Bai Lang passed the Buddhist seal of the scriptures in Menghuasheng Temple in those years. Except for Jingwu and the mysterious old man he met in Luoxiazong, no one knew about this matter. Even Li Changfeng did not tell him. Now suddenly someone has clicked it out, which makes him not shocked and inexplicable.

"The master joked. Although I know some shallow Buddhist magic powers, it is far worse than the magic skills of Huasheng Temple!" Bai Lang quickly calmed down and said lightly. He didn't know the details of the old monk and naturally refused to admit it.

Although Bai Lang didn't look at him, he still felt that the old monk's eyes turned around him a few times, and then heard him laugh: "The big monk, I have lived for so many years, and I'm almost body, and I still have eyesight. You little benefactor are not honest! Don't worry, I'm an old monk, you're a little monk, and the old monk doesn't embarrass the little monk!"

Bai Lang listened to his plain tone, but there were a few jokes. There was no malice. He calmed down and smiled slightly and said, "The mage is an old monk, but I'm not a little monk. Don't know the master's name?"

Although the old monk's hair was loose and his clothes were rotten, his face was peaceful and vaguely solemn, which made people feel a sense of closeness from his bones. When he saw that Bai Lang avoided talking about the topic just now, he smiled and said, "The old monk is called dead wood. Have you heard of it?"

Of course, Bai Lang had never heard of it. He shook his head and said, "The younger generation is shallow and has never heard of the name of the master!"

The dead wooden monk frowned slightly and had some doubts. He and the masters of Huasheng Temple are very familiar with him. If this teenager is really a disciple of a high monk of Huasheng Temple, he will naturally know his name. If he doesn't know it, he is probably not a disciple of Huasheng Temple, but he just saw him take action, implying the authentic Xuanfa of Buddhism, but It can't be faked again.

While he was thinking about it, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a wisp of long beard in Xiaobai's hand. Suddenly, he was stunned. Bai Lang also noticed it. His face turned red, coughed softly, and said awkwardly, "Master Dead Wood, just now the little thing rushed around and disturbed the master's practice. That... accidentally brought some whiskers out, and the younger generation was really scared. The master apologized!"

However, when he saw the dead wood monk stand up in vain, his face turned red and a little ferocious. Bai Lang was shocked and thought that the old monk had lived alone for too long and his temper was a little strange. He was about to be angry. He quickly took Xiaobai behind him and shouted, "Don't be angry with the master, don't be angry, the boy will compensate you!"

The dead wood stared, and its face became more and more red, as if it was about to rush to the crown. Bai Lang was also motionless in shock. The two had big eyes to the small eyes. After a moment, they only heard a "bang", but the dead wood flashed away with golden light all over, and then spit out a mouthful of blood. The charred face is even more ugly. After shaking it a few times, it is about to fall down.

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