Senior Brother Three Realms only said that he was going to send a USB flash drive for the supplementary skill of the Immovable Body of the Buddha. Was he going to send a person as well?
It couldn't be, right? While Song Shuhang was thinking about this, the little black flying sword was getting closer and closer.
And … there really was a person on it.
It was a little baldy who was about eight years old. He was screaming in the same rhythm as Song Shuhang.
This little baldy was chubby. His face was round and his eyes were big, making him look very funny. He was the kind of cute little fat person who would make people want to bite his face when they saw him.
However, at this moment, this cute little monk was crying … Because the flying sword was too fast, his snot and saliva were all flying behind him. His little face had turned pale because of excessive fear.
The last time Senior White sent Song Shuhang, she used the flying sword to create a layer of light so that Song Shuhang could stick to the flying sword.
However, this little monk's flying sword did not have a layer of light. It was purely a 'flying sword book delivery' technique.
The little monk was hugging the flying sword tightly to prevent himself from falling off. Fortunately, the monk's robe was made of some unknown material. When he wrapped himself tightly around the flying sword, he was not hurt by the sharp flying sword. This prevented him from being cut in half by the flying sword.
The only thing that was better than Song Shuhang was that his hairstyle would not turn into a hipster's broom-cut or an afro — because he had no hair.
"Senior White, is my eyesight not good recently? I see a little monk on the flying sword?" Song Shuhang turned to look at Venerable White and asked.
"Yes, there's a little monk." Senior White nodded calmly.
"Damn, there really is a little monk. Didn't Senior Brother Three Realms say that he was only going to send a USB flash drive? Why did he send a little monk along with it? " Song Shuhang rubbed his chin. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. "Senior White, is this little monk the 'sword spirit' of the flying sword?"
"No, you're thinking too much." Senior White continued calmly, "He's just an ordinary First Stage monk who had just completed his foundation and enlightened his apertures."
"..." Song Shuhang felt his scalp prickle. His subconscious was telling him that this might be a big problem.
Whoosh!
The flying sword landed lightly in front of Venerable White and floated steadily in the air.
The little monk finally stopped screaming.
After a while, he reached out to wipe his tears, and his legs trembled as he tried to stand up from the flying sword. However, his legs were too weak. He tried several times, but he couldn't stand up.
"Benefactors, nice to meet you." The small monk leaned on the sword and put his palms together. With a solemn expression, he bowed respectfully. Then, he mechanically turned his head around and looked at Song Shuhang, "Benefactor, can you help me with something? My legs are so weak that I can't get down.
Song Shuhang laughed dryly. He was about to reach out to help the little monk.
Venerable White suddenly thought about it seriously. He made a sword gesture and said, "Shuhang, it's possible that Senior Three Realms sent the wrong thing. I think we should send the flying sword and the little monk back."
"Oh, you're right." Song Shuhang nodded. "But can you activate the flying sword?"
Medicine Master could not activate Great Master Tong Xuan's flying sword. He had to ask Song Shuhang to send it back.
Venerable White said, "Don't worry. Monk Tong Xuan removed the restriction on the flying sword. His disciple Three Realms can use it. I can activate the flying sword and send it back after injecting spiritual energy. "
"Don't, don't … I'll die!" The little monk could no longer maintain his serious expression and shouted.
At the same time, he quickly took out a USB flash drive from the sword's hilt. "You must be Senior Brother Song Shuhang. This is what Senior Brother Three Realms wanted to send you! There's a supplementary technique for the Immovable Body of the Buddha inside. I won't lie. You'll know once you open it. "
Song Shuhang took the USB flash drive and passed it to Senior White.
Senior White took it and looked at it. "Yes, there's no problem with the USB flash drive. It's this one. I'll contact San Ri about the restriction on it and ask him to send me the method to remove it. "
Song Shuhang nodded silently.
"Senior Brother Shuhang, can you put me down now?" The little monk looked at Song Shuhang with a pitiful gaze. He put his palms together and looked like he was begging.
"Yes, you are?" Song Shuhang asked.
"My name is Little Guoguo. I'm six years old this year. I'm the 78th direct disciple of Abbot Tong Xuan!" The little monk's face was serious, but he could not hide the pride in his eyes. He said, "I've just completed the Foundation Building not long ago. When I advance to Grade 2, I'll be able to? I have my own Dharma name. I'm very powerful! "
This little fatty was only six years old, but he looked like he was eight years old.
"Did you sneak out?" Song Shuhang asked.
The little monk's expression changed. After a while, he gritted his teeth and said with a conflicted expression, "No! I … Yes, I asked Senior Brother Three Realms to send me here! "
After saying that, he put his palms together and kept chanting the name of Buddha.
"Oh." Song Shuhang nodded.
Then, Song Shuhang took out his phone and was about to call Senior Brother Three Realms.
The little monk's eyes were sharp. He immediately saw the number on Song Shuhang's phone. His face turned pale. "I'm sorry! Senior Brother Song Shuhang, I sneaked out. Please don't call Senior Brother Three Realms! "
The nearby Senior White said indifferently, "Monks can't lie. You've broken the precepts. "
The little monk's face turned pale.
"I guess I should still send him back, right?" Senior White made a sword gesture again.
The little monk panicked. "No, I'll die. When I came here, my limbs were weak. If I send the flying sword again, I'll definitely fall down. I don't want to go to the Western Paradise so soon! "
"Don't worry!" When Venerable White heard this, he immediately became confident. "I can send you back using the 'Flying Sword Messenger' method. It's like Sword Kinesis Flight. The light will stick you firmly to the flying sword. You won't fall. This is a good method. Song Shuhang has tried it before! Am I right, Song Shuhang? "
Song Shuhang laughed dryly and nodded. "Hehe, yes. I guarantee your safety. Moreover, it's very fast!"
Very fast? When he heard this description, the little monk's face turned pale.
"Haha, I'm just kidding." Song Shuhang laughed. He reached out and carried the little monk down from the flying sword.
At this moment, his phone rang.
Song Shuhang took out his phone and saw that it was Senior Brother Three Realms calling. He picked up the call.
"Junior Shuhang? Did you receive the flying sword messenger? "Senior Brother Three Realms' voice came through the phone.
Song Shuhang looked at the little monk, who was standing stiffly with his palms clasped together. He smiled and said, "I just received it, Senior Brother."
"Is there a chubby little monk on the flying sword? The kind that's full of mischief?" Senior Brother Three Realms' voice was filled with anxiety.
"Yes, there is one. His name is Guoguo, right?" Song Shuhang replied.
On the other end of the phone, Senior Brother Three Realms heaved a sigh of relief. "That bastard. He actually followed my flying sword messenger and ran away. I can't believe he did that! "
Then, Senior Brother Three Realms told Song Shuhang what had happened.
The little monk Guoguo was brought back to the temple by Great Master Profound Principle three years ago. He was accepted as a disciple. It was said that he was the descendant of Great Master Profound Principle's deceased friend.
According to the rules of the Faraway Wandering Temple, disciples were not allowed to leave the temple before they reached the Third Stage Postcelestial Realm. Then, this little guy was extremely daring. On that day, he hung an invisibility talisman on his body and hung himself on the black iron flying sword.
It was no wonder that the young monk who went to get the sword said that the black iron flying sword was so heavy. At that time, the little monk hid himself on the black iron flying sword.
After that, Senior Brother Three Realms sent the flying sword messenger. The little monk rode the flying sword and flew all the way to Song Shuhang.
Song Shuhang couldn't help but take another look at the small monk. The little guy was just standing on one side with his hands clasped together. From the looks of it, he was an extremely well-behaved child that wouldn't refute the words of an adult.
No one would have thought that he would hang himself on the flying sword and escape from the Faraway Wandering Temple.
"Shuhang Little Friend, please take care of him for me for two or three days. In a week at most, a junior brother will go to the Jiangnan area to pick him up." Senior Brother Three Realms sighed.
In fact … Senior Brother Three Realms could also ride the flying sword and bring the little monk back.
However, seeing that the little guy had gone through so much trouble to escape, his heart softened. It was better to let the little guy play outside for a few days. Anyway, there was Senior White by Song Shuhang's side, so his safety was guaranteed.
"It's okay to take care of him for a few days. But after a few days, I will go back to my hometown. I'm on summer vacation now. If I don't come to bring him back in two or three days, I will have to trouble that senior brother to go to my hometown to pick up the little monk. "Song Shuhang added.
"Okay, no problem." Senior Brother Three Realms said.
"Well, that's settled then." When Song Shuhang was about to hang up the phone, Senior White gestured to Song Shuhang to pass the phone to him.
After receiving the phone, Senior White asked, "Three Realms, tell me the method to unseal the USB flash drive."
"Okay, Senior." Senior Brother Three Realms started to explain the method to Senior White.
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Song Shuhang looked at the little monk Guoguo.
"Senior Brother Shuhang, sorry for the trouble." The little monk put his palms together and bowed.
"Hehe." Song Shuhang's hands moved like lightning. He pinched the little monk's fat cheeks and pulled them to the left and right … He had wanted to do this the first time he saw the little monk!
It was very interesting to see the little monk's serious face and not daring to resist.
"Little guy, did you run away from the Faraway Wandering Temple just to play?" Song Shuhang asked.
"I'm not a playful person." Guoguo had a serious look on his face.
"Then why did you run away?" Song Shuhang was curious.
The little monk looked conflicted. He clenched his teeth and said, "If Senior Brother Shuhang swears not to tell anyone, I can tell you the reason why I ran away."
"No problem. I feel that my mouth is very tight," Song Shuhang said seriously.
At the same time, he cooperated with the little monk and swore an oath.
Only then did the little monk whisper, "Actually, I've been meditating for the past two years. Sometimes, when I'm in seclusion, I'll often meditate on ice cubes or fiery rocks. I don't know when I got hemorrhoids. I heard that there was an operation to treat hemorrhoids outside, so I wanted to sneak out and do it. "
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