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Chapter 516

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"This is a wolf? Why is it so big!? "Zhang Zi exclaimed.

"It's indeed a wolf. From the breed, it's likely a northeastern wolf. However, this fellow is different from northeastern wolves," said Uncle Da.

"How can it be different? Even the world's largest North American wolf isn't this big, right?" said Ying Zi in shock.

"Wu Wu …" Mute whimpered.

Uncle Da said, "Mute said that this wolf was lying by the drum tower and suddenly appeared in front of us. It suddenly appeared in front of us. This wolf is very fast. "

"Uncle Da, Uncle Mute only made a few sounds. How did you understand so much?" asked Ying Zi out of curiosity.

"Actually, he didn't say anything. His sounds only reminded me of what he wanted to express. We've known each other for decades. I can tell what he's thinking with just a look. There's nothing strange about it. The fellow in front of us doesn't seem to want us to go up, "said Uncle Da disapprovingly.

"No way. The monastery's bell tower doesn't allow people to go up? This monastery can't be that lowly, right? Other monasteries let devotees strike the bell to pray for blessings, "said Zhang Zi.

"Uncle Da, what do we do now?" asked Ying Zi.

Uncle Da shook his head. "Let's go. Let's enter the monastery to take a look."

Although Ying Zi and Zhang Zi were somewhat indignant, they had no choice but to follow since Uncle Da and Mute had left. Zhang Zi even glared fiercely at Lone Wolf. However, Lone Wolf glared back at him and grinned, baring his fangs. Zhang Zi ran away in fright as he mumbled. "This wolf is weird. It's like he can read my mind."

"Wolves are very intelligent. Don't provoke him. He's so huge and we don't have any weapons on hand. If we really provoke him, we will die here. After all, he's a beast. He doesn't know how to behave. The owner can't punish him either, "said Uncle Da.

Zhang Zi nodded immediately, not daring to provoke Lone Wolf.

Behind him, Lone Wolf lay on the ground facing Zhang Zi. He retracted his limbs and raised his tail.

Zhang Zi was stunned. Why was this posture so strange? It even looked a little familiar. Two legs on the left, two on the right, and in the middle … F * * k!

Zhang Zi instantly understood what Lone Wolf meant. He immediately cursed. After roaming the world for so many years, he had been looked down upon by a wolf!

"Zhang Zi, what's wrong?" asked Ying Zi when she heard Zhang Zi curse.

Zhang Zi said, "This damn wolf scolded me!"

Ying Zi looked over and saw that Lone Wolf had already flipped over and was lying there lazily. He had an innocent and casual look on his face.

Yingzi said with a wry smile, "Zhang Zi, are you stupid? How could a wolf scold you? Can it even speak human language? "

"He gave me the middle finger," Zhang Zi said.

"Pfft … Your brain seems to be damaged from all the running. Tell me, how does it point its middle finger?" Yingzi was amused.

"Enough. Use your brain when it comes to picking up chicks. You deserve to be a bachelor your entire life if you keep doing such useless things," reprimanded Uncle Da.

Zhang Zi immediately looked aggrieved. He really wanted to say, "It really scolded me …" Unfortunately, he didn't dare to say that. He couldn't explain it clearly, and if he explained too much, he would really become mentally ill. In fact, Zhang Zi also thought that his eyes were playing tricks on him.

Yingzi rolled her eyes. She was clearly dissatisfied with Uncle Da's words.

The few of them entered the monastery when Mute suddenly grabbed Uncle Da and pointed at the bodhi tree in front of them. He had a look of disbelief.

Uncle Da took a careful look and exclaimed, "What the hell? A bodhi tree grows on a northeastern mountaintop? This … This thing actually didn't freeze to death! "

"Uncle Da, is this really a bodhi tree?" Yingzi and Zhang Zi were also dumbfounded.

Uncle Da said, "I've traveled all over the world and seen everything, but I've really never seen one that grows in the north. Look at the soil on the ground. It's old and has not been touched or turned over. It must have been planted a long time ago. It's not newly planted. Seriously, are all bodhi trees that resistant to the cold? "

"Perhaps, the monastery gives it clothes to keep it warm in winter," said Zhang Zi.

"Scram! It can protect its body, but its roots can't. In winter, its roots will freeze and rot. How can it survive? A priceless bell and a bodhi tree that lives in the northeast. Although this monastery is small, there are quite a few surprises, "said Uncle Da with a sigh.

"Amitabha. Patron, you are not a local, right?" At that moment, a Buddhist proclamation sounded.

Only then did Uncle Da notice that there was a monk standing under the bodhi tree. The monk had delicate features and bright eyes that shone like stars. Just by standing there, he exuded a feeling of brightness. It was as though the monk was glowing!

"Venerable One, you have good eyes. We are not locals and came from the south. We heard the bell and drum, so we came. Sorry for disturbing you. "When Uncle Da saw Fangzheng, he did not make a fuss. Instead, he appeared very polite. However, the pride in his bones was destined not to make him like the others. He had the intention of humbling himself in front of Fangzheng.

Fangzheng thought nothing of it. All life was equal, and he had no intention of being superior to others. He said with a smile, "It's not really a disturbance. It's only right that the monastery is open for visitors."

"Venerable One, there's something I don't understand. Can I ask?" asked Uncle Da.

Fangzheng said, "Patron, feel free to ask."

"I've been to many monasteries. Other monasteries also have bells and drums, but they first strike the bell in the morning before striking the drum before having morning lessons. At night, they strike the drum before striking the bell. Then, they strike the clappers before turning off the lights to rest. Why does your monastery strike the bell and drum in unison? According to what I know, the chiming of the bell and drum typically means that there's an emergency in the monastery. But ever since I came, the monastery has been peaceful. It doesn't seem like there's anything wrong, "said Uncle Da.

Fangzheng was taken aback. What could he say? He could say that he had planned on striking the drum first before striking the bell the first time. But that wouldn't do! If he struck the drum a hundred and eight times, everyone would probably die of disgust! The people in the monastery were fine, but what about the people at the foot of the mountain? Although the System said that the drum was not very useful to the people at the foot of the mountain, that was the System's standard. Fangzheng had gotten Squirrel to listen to it. Although the effects were very slight, a hundred and eight consecutive strikes was enough to make the average person uncomfortable. It was fine in the short term, but if it were prolonged, his drum tower would probably be torn down.

Furthermore, it was not easy for Fangzheng to strike the drum. The demonic nature that inundated him was not that easy to repress. Without the bell's restraint, Fangzheng knew that he would probably vomit after striking the drum a hundred and eight times.

Therefore, the chiming of the bell and drum in unison was One Finger Monastery's way of striking it.

However, he could not say that out loud.

"Uncle Da, a tiny monastery in the mountains probably doesn't know what the morning bell and evening drum are. They're just joining in the fun and striking it blindly," Zhang Zi could not help but say when he saw Fangzheng remain silent.

Uncle Da glared at Zhang Zi, but Zhang Zi remained silent.

Fangzheng smiled and pressed his palms together. "Amitabha."

When Uncle Da saw Fangzheng's reaction, he believed that Fangzheng was doing so because he did not know anything. A look of contempt appeared in his eyes. According to him, any monastery that was slightly proper would have some heritage. How could they not know something as basic as this? To not know something like that was akin to a monk not knowing the most basic scriptures. They were practically amateurs among amateurs.

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