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After listening to the little monk, Wang Haiyang followed a small path in the woods to find the past. It would be great if the old monk Zuxuan could really interpret the dream for Rumeng.

The path was winding, and the mountain looked close, but it was far away when walking. After walking for half an hour, Wang Haiyang saw a gazebo by the side of the road, so he went in to rest.

At this time, two middle-aged men who looked like tourists walked over from the other end, and they also entered the gazebo.

One of them said: "It's really bad luck. I have come here six or seven times this year and haven't seen the old monk."

Another said: "Me too. If everyone said that the old monk is a high-minded man who can read fortune tellers, I wouldn't bother to come."

After hearing this, Wang Haiyang said, "Are you here to find Master Zuxuan?"

"Yes!" The two replied in unison.

"Me too. In this way, the old monk is hard to find?"

An old man said: "Then don't look for it, it's a waste of time."

Wang Haiyang said: "It was the young monk in the temple who told me that the old monk is in the cave next to the Lingquan."

The man said: "That's what other people said. I can't get into that cave at all. I just hoped to meet him outside the cave, but I didn't have that luck."

Of course Wang Haiyang was not reconciled, "Then I'll try my luck." After speaking, he walked out of the gazebo.

After walking for another distance, he saw a waterfall on the mountain in the distance, like Bai Lian, thinking that there is a spiritual spring at the bottom.

Gradually, he heard the sound of water, which became louder and louder. After turning the corner, before he knew it, a cloud of water vapor rushed towards him. He was walking under the waterfall, and a large clear pool came into view, with a stone tablet beside it. , engraved with the word "Lingquan" in red.

At the moment, there are several tourists stopping by the pool to play.

Wang Haiyang looked around, and there were bushes as far as he could see. How could there be any caves?When I was wondering, I looked up and found that on the side of the waterfall, about [-] meters away, there was a protruding rock that pierced out of the mountain like a thorn, slanting upwards, and there was a faint black spot on the mountain, like a cave.

Could it be that is where the old monk practiced? Wang Haiyang guessed that the rock was more than 20 meters above the ground, how could he go up there?What's even more astounding is that the piece of rock under the rock is as smooth as a knife, not to mention bare hands, even if you use climbing tools, you may not be able to go up.But farther away, the mountain was covered with vines. Obviously, someone deliberately removed the vines in that area, so that they could not climb the rock.

At this moment, a tourist came over, and Wang Haiyang hurriedly asked, "Excuse me, does the old monk Zuxuan live in the cave on the rock?"

The tourist took a look, "Everyone said yes, but who can climb up? If you want to see him, just wait patiently below. Maybe you are lucky enough to bump into you. But I heard that the old monk I like to travel around, maybe he is not here now, even if you wait for a few days, it will be in vain."

Wang Haiyang was dumbfounded.

"Then has anyone seen him?"

"When he was the abbot, it was easy to see him. Since he left office, few people have seen him. If you want to see him, it depends on your chance." The man smiled and went to go back.

Wang Haiyang stared blankly at the rock, unable to do anything, the joy in his heart disappeared, wouldn't this disappoint Rumeng?

After wandering around for a while, Wang Haiyang had no choice but to return angrily.The male security guard of the nunnery 317

Back in the open space in front of the temple, Wang Haiyang saw the young monk sitting on the stone steps, holding his face in his hands, staring at the sky in a daze, so he walked over reluctantly.

"Little master, is your patriarch really in that cave?"

The young monk recognized him as the young man who asked the question just now, "Amitabha, monks don't tell lies."

"The cave is so high, how can you go up there?"

The little monk smiled slightly, "No one told you to go up, you just wait below."

Wang Haiyang wondered, "Then how did your patriarch get in and out? Would he fail with light kung fu?" Of course Wang Haiyang didn't believe that someone could be that powerful, but he was a generation of eminent monks, and he might have strong martial arts.

"This is a secret." The little monk said slyly.

"It's going to be a waste of time to wait, I hope the little master can point out the way."

The little monk said: "It is enough to be sincere."

When Wang Haiyang heard this, he felt something was going on, "Then what is sincerity?"

The little monk smiled without saying a word, turned his head to look at the incense burner in the open space.

Wang Haiyang slapped his forehead and suddenly realized, "I understand." He saw a monk selling incense candles at the foot of the steps.

So he ran down, bought a big incense stick for [-] yuan, ran to the open space, lit it and inserted it into the incense burner, and then ran back to the little monk, "Little master, is this enough sincerity?"

The little monk nodded, "Amitabha, thank you benefactor."

"Then can you tell me now?"

The little monk smiled and said, "Go ask the Bodhisattva in the temple!"

Wang Haiyang felt teased, "Little Master, that Bodhisattva can't speak, how can he tell me?"

The little monk said: "Your incense is dedicated to the Bodhisattva, of course you have to ask him." After speaking, he walked to the railing and still looked at the sky.

Wang Haiyang chewed on the little monk's words and felt that there was a mystery in it. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, walked over, took out a hundred-yuan bill from his leather bag, and stuffed it into the little monk's hand, "Little master, this is the sesame oil dedicated to the temple. Money, please pass it on."

The little monk was overjoyed, "The benefactor is indeed a destined person, it seems that there is a chance to meet our patriarch."

Grandma's, young monks are all greedy for money, what's wrong with the world.Hearing the little monk's words, Wang Haiyang saw the hope, which seemed insufficient, so he asked again: "How much sincerity do we need?"

The little monk turned around and looked into the distance.The male security guard of the nunnery 317

Wang Haiyang followed his gaze and saw that there were several other young monks over there. He counted, and there were four more, and he immediately understood, so he took out four more hundred-yuan bills and put them in the young monk's hands.

"Amitabha, good, good! If you are sincere, the little monk will show you the way. Our patriarch will come out every night to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth near the spiritual spring. If you are destined, you will see him. Remember , only this one hour."

"What time is it?"

"It's from eleven o'clock in the evening to one o'clock in the morning."

"Thank you little master, are you sure he didn't wander around?"

"Fortunately for you, the patriarch just came back from wandering around recently."

"Thank you!" Wang Haiyang was overjoyed, his expression changed suddenly, and he grabbed his collar, "Well, you little monk, you are young, and you are trying to squeeze money, I will tell your abbot to go!"

When the little monk heard it, he burst into tears with a "wow".

"Then tell me, what do you want money for?"

The little monk broke down in tears and said: "I want to buy a handheld game console and play with my brothers and sisters."

"Hehe, so it turns out that I am teasing you." Wang Haiyang laughed, "Is that enough money?"

The little monk burst into laughter again, "Enough."

Wang Haiyang touched his bald head, "What's your name?"

"My name is Haikong."

"How did you become a monk?"

"When I was very young, my master picked me up in a nearby forest, and I became a monk just like that."

It turned out to be an abandoned child, and Wang Haiyang felt sympathetic.

At this moment, the bell rang in the temple.

The little monk said: "It's time for dinner. I'm going back. Goodbye." After finishing speaking, he trotted away.

Knowing how to find the old monk Zuxuan, Wang Haiyang was very happy, so he walked to the hotel where Rumeng was.

After arriving at the hotel, he asked someone to call out Rumeng, and told her right away.

"Thank you very much." Rumeng was full of gratitude.

"Let's meet on the temple steps at ten o'clock tonight, shall we?"

"Well, see you soon."

"See you soon." Wang Haiyang repeated.

Feeling Wang Haiyang's fiery gaze, Rumeng felt like a deer bumping in her heart, turned her head and hurried into the hotel.

Wang Haiyang smiled and turned to leave when he saw her disappear.He hopes to work with her tonight to unravel the confusion in her heart for many years.

But at this time, on the balcony on the second floor, Jingkong saw the two of them in his eyes. She had a feeling that the relationship between the two was not simple. Thinking of Wang Haiyang kidnapping Ruling and Rufa, Jingkong became melancholy Get up, I'm afraid this dream won't last long.She sighed, her hard work was going to waste.

But Wang Haiyang can't be cheap like this, this kid seems to be very rich.Sin, sin!This seat was guilty of greed again, so I chanted a few words of Buddha and walked into the room.