Mysterious treasure chest

Chapter 333 The Art of War?

Liu Lan couldn't help laughing out loud until her stomach ached, and finally she twitched her cheeks and said, "Ahem, cough, fourth child, it's a waste of a boy if you're not crazy, don't you think that in front of tens of thousands of people, such a distinctive performance Is the show worthy of our youth?"

What responded to him was Yang Hao's middle finger, two!

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Zhejiang and Hangzhou, West Lake, Leifeng Pagoda.

Old monk Daoyan often meditates here. He is an official monk of Fahai Temple in the capital, but he travels around all the year round, and he is currently registering in Lingyin Temple.

At this time, Prince Ma and Xingji were sitting next to him, studying the confidential information that Yang Hao snatched from the sea some time ago.

The little monk curled his lips: "Old Ma, if I say as I said, we will follow the map and go directly to Europe to get back all the antiques on this information. By then, it will be clear whether the treasure map is in it or not." Is it?"

Prince Ma was so angry that he blew his beard and stared: "Do you think those places are parks, and you can enter if you want? And this time everything is wrong. I always feel that this is a hole dug for us by the grandsons of the Pure Land Sect." .”

The old man had a shrewd look on his face: "First of all, they will play the trick of 'Jiang Gan Stealing Books', deliberately let us get the information, and then go to Europe to charge the enemy. It's insidious enough to wipe out people and things in one go!"

The little monk rolled his eyes: "Please, old horse, no matter what those people from the Pure Land Sect of Bliss say, they are still monks. How could they be so black-bellied as you said."

He retorted with reason: "Besides, if Brother Hao hadn't acted last time, this information would not have fallen into our hands. In addition, the encryption of the Apple system even the FBI can't do anything about it. It is absolutely foolproof, so no matter how you look at it It doesn't look like a pre-set conspiracy by the other party."

Prince Ma insisted on his own opinion: "You know what a fart, since ancient times, soldiers have never been tired of deceit. Besides, isn't the monk not insidious?"

He pointed at the old monk: "Ask your master to find out whether he reads more scriptures or military books on weekdays. You must know that the bald donkeys of the Ultimate Bliss Pure Land Sect are not good stubblers who eat fast and recite Buddhism. Dou, you have to be careful."

The little monk found fault: "Hey, old horse, you are 'pointing at the monk and scolding the bald donkey', are you deliberately bullying?"

At this moment, Dao Yan finally opened his eyes, and the two stopped bickering for a moment. They both looked at the current talker of the Dharma Protector, the Brahma King of Tianzong, who really had the final say, and wanted to see what he planned.

But Dao Yan just smiled and pointed first to the ground, then to the sky, then shook his head slowly, and continued to meditate with his eyes closed.

Prince Ma and Xingji looked at me and I looked at you, both of them looked confused.

After a while, the impatient little monk couldn't hold back any longer, and pulled Prince Ma a little further away, scratching his ears and scratching his head, and asked, "Hey, old horse, what does my master mean, do you understand?"

Prince Ma looked at Xingji with an unfathomable face, coughed twice and said: "Ahem, of course I understand, you don't understand?"

The little monk rolled his eyes wildly, and slapped his swollen face to pretend to be fat: "Fuck, Lord Buddha, of course I understand, this... isn't this going to test you, come on, tell me, old horse, I see if you are right .”

Prince Ma is smarter than monkeys, how could he be fooled, he snorted and said: "Hey, you go to the grave to burn newspapers, fooling ghosts, if you know it, say you know it, if you don't know it, you don't know it, pretend to be chicken feathers, I won't tell you if you do this .”

The little monk had no choice but to surrender: "Okay, okay, I... I don't know if it's all over, right? Tell me quickly, what is the meaning of my master's pretentious action just now?"

In fact, Prince Ma was not sure of the exact meaning of pretending to be an old monk, but he was thick-skinned, and forcibly fooled: "Ahem, cough, I reckoned your master meant this. He pointed to the ground first, meaning that the good guard hides in Below the Nine Earths, pointing to the sky again, means that good attackers move above the Nine Heavens."

"Finally, I shook my head, meaning that the time has not come yet, so let's stay put for now, and focus on defense in the short term. After all, there is a saying in the art of war: first be invincible, and wait for the enemy to be victorious."

After the old man finished speaking bravely, he almost believed it, and turned around and gave the old monk a thumbs-up, sincerely admiring: "How else can you say that your master is so treacherous and cunning? Smart!"

The little monk was stunned for a while when he heard it, and the expression on his face was a little dull. Finally, he swallowed hard, and then he came to his senses, and said: "I'll fuck you, old horse, although I can't hear you I understand what you just said, but I still think my master is awesome, but... are you sure he really meant it?"

Prince Ma stared: "Anyway, I think that's what he meant, and the four treasure maps are indispensable, even if the little devil really got the European one, then they only have two in their hands. It won’t work, so there’s absolutely no need for us to risk going to Europe right now.”

The little monk curled his lips: "How to make decisions is the business of you old guys. Anyway, I am always in charge of running errands and working hard, but now I just want to know if your guess is right."

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone, opened the notepad, and edited a line: Master, what did you mean by those actions just now?

Then Xingji took the mobile phone and ran to the eaves, asking the old monk to reply on the mobile phone.

Dao Yan took the mobile phone, struck like the wind, skillfully tapped on the touch screen, quickly threw the mobile phone back to the little monk, and continued to practice meditation with his eyes closed.

Xingji took a closer look with the phone in his hand, his eyes widened for a moment, then he hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand, and ran to Prince Ma before laughing wildly at the lake, laughing so hard that he almost rolled on the ground.

The corners of Prince Ma's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help asking: "Hey, hey, you're so hot, what did your master say, why are you laughing like this?"

The little monk managed to hold back his laughter, and handed the phone to Prince Ma tremblingly: "You...you old flicker, see for yourself, Lord Buddha, let me laugh for a while, hahaha, there is a saying about his meow's art of war, I laughed so hard, wow ha ha ha..."

He started laughing wildly again, tears came out.

At this time, the sky began to darken, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder coming from the sky, as if it was going to rain.

Prince Ma took a closer look at the phone, and suddenly couldn't help but blushed. It turned out that the old monk's reply was as follows:

Pointing to the ground for the teacher is to let you two come to the room to discuss, pointing to the sky is to let you look at the clouds, because the weather forecast said that there will be rain today, shake your head, and let you not believe in science. Now 24 The hourly weather forecast is accurate.

Prince Ma almost spit out a mouthful of old blood after reading it, wishing he could kill this cheating old bald donkey with a wooden fish!
(End of this chapter)