The delicate little monk's tears fell like rain. Beside him, Jiang Wang was speechless for a long time.
Jingli was depressed for a long time. He forced a smile in front of others and looked solemn in front of his followers. He finally met his junior brother. In the end, he couldn't help but feel sad.
As for Jiang Wang, he was just thinking … to be able to grow up to this day while taking such deep breaths, he really had a lot of luck.
Jingli cried for a long time. He cried very sadly, but he realized that his junior brother was expressionless.
He couldn't help but pout. "Junior brother, why aren't you sad?"
Jiang Wang said faintly, "You cried and told me a piece of news that was delayed by half a month. It's hard for me to be sad."
In order to save him, the old monk Kujue didn't hesitate to leave the mountain. This indeed moved him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have thought of contacting Kujue as soon as he escaped. But that was already in August …
"Has it already been so long?" Jingli sobbed. "But I'm still very sad …"
Jiang Wang asked, "What's the saddest thing for you?"
Jingli pouted again. "I don't have a master anymore!"
"Master Kujue left the mountain. You don't recognize him anymore?" Jiang Wang asked.
"I do." Jingli blinked his eyes.
His tears washed his eyes until they were extremely clear. There were still remnants of tears on his eyelashes.
He really looked like a pitiful little monk.
Jiang Wang sighed. "But don't you still have a master?"
Jingli frowned and thought for a moment. Suddenly, his brows relaxed and he smiled. "Yes!"
Jiang Wang was very tired, but when he saw Jingli smile, he felt very happy for some reason.
"Do you have a way to contact your master?" he asked. "I need to talk to him about something."
"Yes! There's a secret way to contact him! "Jingli nodded vigorously.
Then, he grabbed Jiang Wang's hand. "Junior brother, come with me."
At this moment, he seemed to have the self-awareness of a senior brother. He flew in front and cleared the way with Zhanfeng.
Jiang Wang wanted to say, "Can you stop calling me junior brother?", but he knew that it was useless. He simply didn't say anything and followed him.
The two of them quickly flew to a barren hill. There was only a dilapidated temple on the hill.
Landing on the mountain top, Jing Li said happily, "Junior Brother, we're home!"
Home?
This word was indeed very touching.
Looking at the dilapidated temple standing proudly in the wind, Jiang Wang didn't know what to say.
"This is Sanbao Mountain!" As Jing Li spoke, he pulled Jiang Wang into the dilapidated temple. "Come with me."
Jiang Wang looked left and right, but he really couldn't see where the "treasure" of this small hill was. Three treasures? There wasn't even a single treasure.
Thinking of this, Jiang Wang froze for a moment. Suddenly, he remembered that Ku Jue, Jingli, and himself made up three people. Could it be that these three treasures …
He bared his teeth and felt a chill run down his spine.
The mountain was truly very small. She had only taken a few glances at it before she was pulled into the dilapidated temple by Jing Li.
Even a small and run-down temple was divided into two halls.
Jing Li brought him around the place and introduced him to the place in high spirits.
A wooden Buddha with a blurry face was worshipped in the front hall. There was no incense to speak of.
There was only a wooden bed in the back hall. Other than that, there was nothing else.
"Come, sit!" Jing Li patted the wooden bed and said enthusiastically.
"Uh, there's no need," Jiang Wang said. "Let's contact Master Ku Jue first. He's outside … it's very hard."
Jing Li had always cared for his master. Hearing this, he immediately stood up and shushed Jiang Wang. He said very softly, "Don't make any noise."
Jiang Wang expressed his doubts with his eyes.
Jing Li said in a very sneaky voice, "He … has left … Xuankong Temple. We … need to contact … him secretly …"
You're really sneaky enough!
Jiang Wang was extremely speechless.
You're wearing a shiny bald head. You swaggered over to find me and loudly called me Junior Brother. Where can you sneak off to?
If I hadn't stopped you back then, I'm afraid everyone in Xuankong Temple would have known that I was here!
Jing Li didn't care too much. After instructing his Junior Brother, he lifted the bed board.
On the back of the bed board, there was a circle of intricate formation patterns inscribed. Once it was displayed, it swayed like a dragon and an elephant.
Jing Li became solemn. In an instant, he looked solemn. He formed a seal with his right hand, and it glowed. He directly imprinted it.
In the middle of the circle of formation patterns, the light was like water, and circles of ripples appeared.
Is this the so-called "secret method of contact"?
Is it under the bed board?
Jiang Wang realized that he was no longer surprised when facing Jing Li.
In a sense, hiding behind the bed board of this dilapidated temple on a bald mountain was indeed considered secretive.
Jiang Wang was still silently finding excuses for Jing Li when a voice rang out. "What's wrong?"
It was Ku Jue's voice!
The light on the bed board had already gathered into a round mirror. The yellow-faced old monk's face was reflected in it.
He seemed to be sitting on a mountain peak. There was a tree beside him. He looked very smug and said loudly, "I'm looking for your Junior Brother! He's very busy! "
After a pause, he asked, "After I left the mountain gate, those old bald donkeys didn't make things difficult for you, right?"
Due to the angle, he didn't notice Jiang Wang beside him. He only sized up his beloved disciple, Jing Li.
However, Jiang Wang could see him. He could see the unconcealable tiredness between his brows.
"Old … no." Jing Li said, "There were a few little bald donkeys."
"How dare you!" The yellow-faced old monk in the round mirror glared. "How did you do it?"
Jing Li grinned and said, "I've already put a cloth bag over them and hit them with a stick!"
"Good! You have the root of wisdom! "Ku Jue praised loudly." As expected of my good disciple! "
Jing Li smiled at first. Then, he pursed his lips. "But didn't you not want me anymore?"
"Silly child, what nonsense are you talking about?!" The yellow-faced old monk glared at him. "Let me ask you. In the entire Xuankong Temple, who is the wisest and most virtuous?"
Jing Li said hesitantly, "… Master?"
"Be more confident. Take away the questioning tone!" The yellow-faced old monk's spittle flew everywhere. "You're just stating the truth!"
Jing Li had already completely forgotten about his junior brother. He could only obediently say, "Oh."
The yellow-faced old monk let out a long sigh. With a worried expression, he said, "Master is so dazzling. If you don't leave, how will you compete for the abbot position in the future? How can you compare to Master? You can't compare to him from head to toe! Do you understand? "
Jing Li shook his head. "I don't really understand."
"Silly child, Master is doing this for you. In order to leave the position of the next abbot for you, I have no choice but to leave the mountain gate. Among my disciples, Master loves you the most. You must remember Master's good deeds. Do you understand? When you become the abbot in the future, you must show your filial piety! Things like sariras, steal … concoct a few for me! "
The old monk was deceiving the little monk too much.
Jiang Wang really couldn't listen anymore. The most important thing was, this old and young baldy were chatting so enthusiastically. When would they talk about him?
Thus, he took the initiative to walk forward. "Can I have a few words?"
The yellow-faced old monk in the round mirror was stunned.
He glanced at Jiang Wang through the Treasure-Light Round Mirror.
He blinked his eyes and glanced at Jiang Wang.
Suddenly, he grinned, revealing his yellow teeth that were still stained with vegetable leaves.
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