The big rivers and lakes that attack

Chapter 24 The Clean Monk

Then he picked up the black umbrella, opened it, and lightly scratched a tiny mark on one of the umbrella ribs, which was made of one hundred and eight pieces of fine steel and looked like bamboo.

"Today is the 480th and eighth day since I left my 'hometown', that is, four months and three days a year. It's been half a year since I walked out of 'Xiangwangjian', but I'm still at the fifth rank, and I don't seem to have made much progress."

"You can't say that. There is still progress. After the fight with Feng Bieli and Duan Tang more than five months ago, there has been a small improvement. It seems that we are about to enter the sixth-rank mark."

"But compared to 'Xiangwangjian', from one to five speeds in half a year, this is obviously not right, or is it that the golden finger has expired?"

""Wu Leu Good Fortune Slashing the Body"...Wei Wuya, Wei Wuya, what kind of tricks are you playing? Do you have to let me fight with others, and it is the kind of desperate effort that is completely reckless, so that this skill will improve? Like this Do something dangerous, okay, I just want to go home..."

Thinking of this, Li Dao shook his head, blew out the oil lamp on the table, held a black umbrella, walked out the door, scooped a bowl of brown rice in the simple kitchen, poured broth, put a few pieces of wild vegetables, and served Leave the "White Camel Villa" with a bowl and go to Sludge Alley.

However, when he came to Powa Hanju where Ye Xiaochu lived, he found that there was one more person here.

It was a monk, wearing a clean white robe, with a compassionate and gentle smile on his face, looking kindly at Ye Xiaochu who was eating a box of exquisite pastries.

Seeing someone coming in, the monk smiled and nodded to Li Dao.

Li Dao frowned slightly, but said nothing.

"This monk is very strange. He is not from Juansha Town, because I have never seen it before, and he is definitely not a disciple of the Zongmen's experience, because his body is too clean, spotless..."

Thinking so, Li Dao nodded quietly, put down his rice bowl, and then turned around to leave.

After he entered, Ye Xiaochu's eyes showed strong anticipation and a little shrinking, immediately threw away the half-eaten pastry box in his hand, picked up the bowl of unpalatable brown rice, and started to gobble it up.

Seeing this scene, the monk shook his head in disappointment, and said to himself: "The opportunity hasn't come yet..."

Although he was disappointed, he still put away the box of exquisite pastries, put them seriously in front of Ye Xiaochu, looked at how she was devouring them, and said, "Don't waste it, eat when you're hungry."

Ye Xiaochu forced the rice into his mouth with tears in his eyes, and bowed his head: "Thank you, thank you...thank you, master..."

Seeing her like this, the monk's eyes were a little moist, but he didn't say much, just patted the top of her head affectionately, turned and left.

……

Under the lonely night, on the streets of the small town, the air became a little humid, and after a short while, a little rustling rain fell.

Holding the umbrella, Li Dao stopped, stretched out his hand, caught some rainwater, rubbed his fingers, and said with some emotion: "Rain in Juansha Town is really rare, it's rare."

While talking to himself like this, the light rain gradually turned into a heavy rain, crackling and rustling.

At this moment, a Buddha's voice came from my ear: "Namo Tathagata, the rain is heavy, and the donor has an umbrella. Can you give half an inch to the poor monk to cover the rain?"

Li Dao turned his head and saw that Wugou white-clothed monk was standing in the rain behind him. Although he still had a smile on his face, the smile was slightly bitter.

Li Dao gave up half of the umbrella: "Master, please."

The monk in white nodded slightly, walked in, and said, "Thank you."

Li Dao didn't say anything, and walked forward.

The white-clothed monk said: "The poor monk's dharma name is 'Cutting Heart', how dare you ask the benefactor's name?"

Li Dao thought for a while, and said: "To tell you the truth, master, the owner of 'White Camel Villa', Ouyang Feng."

The white-clothed monk said: "It turned out to be Ouyang's benefactor, the poor monk is polite."

"Master, you are welcome."

As Li Dao said, he took a slight look at the monk and found that there was a "raindrop" like a teardrop in the corner of the other's eye, but he didn't think about it, kept silent, and continued to move forward go.

The heart-chopping monk said: "This umbrella from the benefactor is very special."

Li Dao nodded and said: "Made of fine steel, there are some small organs. In the borderlands, people are like beasts, so we have to guard against them. The little tricks made the master laugh."

The heart-slashing monk shook his head and said: "The poor monk is talking about the 'umbrella pillar' of the benefactor. This is very special, and the 'inner armor' on the benefactor is also very special."

Li Dao's hairs stood on end for a moment, and a moment later, with a complacent smile on his face, he said, "Master has seen all of this. Master has good eyesight."

While talking, he touched the "sword scabbard" as if showing off, and said: "A few months ago in the 'Xiangwangjian', I killed a one-horned python, plucked its horns, and peeled its skin. I ate his flesh, so I got this inner armor and weapons."

Zhan Xin exclaimed: "The benefactor is able to cut off the dragon-species monster python of the sixth rank with a cultivation base of the fifth rank, which is really amazing."

Li Dao proudly said: "Who says it's not? What? Dragon species, this giant python is actually a dragon species?"

He asked in shock, looking a little panicked, but with a little joy of taking advantage.

Zhan Xin didn't get entangled in this topic, but asked: "The benefactor has kind thoughts in his heart, and he helped the orphan girl. It can be seen that he has a predestined relationship with my Buddha. Would the benefactor be willing to cut off three thousand threads of troubles and enter Amitabha with the poor monk?"

Li Dao stopped, and the two had already arrived at the gate of "White Camel Villa".

"Let's forget it." Li Dao shook his head with a smile, and said: "I can't leave the world of mortals. I always want to marry seven or eight wives, have a bunch of children, and live in peace and joy. I have never thought about it. Get out of the house."

Zhan Xin nodded, and said: "So, good man invited, everyone has his own ambitions, poor monk can't say much, thank good man 'Half Umbrella' for his kindness tonight, poor monk, so farewell."

Li Dao returned the salute with a smile: "In this case, I will not send the master off."

The heart-slashing monk performed a Buddha ceremony, turned and left.

Li Dao watched the other party go away with a smile, and watched the heart-chopping monk gradually disappear into the dark rain, then turned and pushed open the gate of "White Camel Villa" and returned to his room.

"Scared your father to death~ Who is this guy!"

He couldn't help covering his heart, still in shock!

……

Heart Slashing Monk left the gate of "White Camel Villa" and walked towards the outside of the town. He frowned slightly, the clouds in the sky swept over, and there were continuous bursts of thunder.

"Look at his appearance, it should have nothing to do with the sword master, um, it must have nothing to do, it must have nothing to do, I think he found the dragon python horn and dragon python skin by accident in the cave of "Xiangwangjian", and then He boasted to me that he killed Long Mang himself...you must say that to everyone."

(End of this chapter)