School flower's bodyguard

Chapter 116
Thinking of this, Xiao Song quickly walked out of the side hall, but when he walked out of the side hall, he found that there was no half shadow outside?

"Huh? Could it be that I heard wrong again?"

Touching his forehead, Xiao Song couldn't help muttering in confusion.

But no one is better, he is worried for a while how to explain to others how he broke into the side hall, since there is no one, he should run away quickly.

Speaking of which, Xiao Song has quickly left the gate of Fuyun Temple, and walked down the mountain quickly.

But what he didn't know was that not long after he left the side hall, two monks suddenly appeared in a corner outside the side hall, one old and one younger.

"Master, are you really letting him go like this?"

The little monk asked the old monk with a puzzled expression.

"Heh, the Buddha said there is a destiny. He came here because of the word fate. Why should we forcefully intervene? Besides, it would be more useful to put that thing in his hands!"

The old monk explained with a smile.

"But……"

The little monk was still puzzled.

"Let's go, the vegetarian meal is ready..."

As the old monk said, he had already left here...

……

After dinner, Xiao Song couldn't wait to run into his room, closed the door carefully, and then took out the bamboo tube found in the side hall of Fuyun Temple today from the storage ring.

"What's going to be in here?"

Holding the bamboo tube and looking at it for a long time, Xiao Song didn't see any clues, so he simply smashed the bamboo tube with a brick.

However, Xiao Song couldn't help being a little disappointed by the result inside, because after the bamboo tube was smashed open, there was no treasure inside at all, only a piece of cloth like silk and satin, and the cloth was densely written with Buddhist scriptures. Song took a look, only to see three large characters written in the center of the strip: "Diamond Sutra".

"I'm going! After a long time of trouble, this is such a broken thing!"

Somewhat discouraged, Xiao Song picked up the white cloth, and cursed secretly.

"Hey, what's wrong with me recently? Why do you want to get something for nothing?"

Patting his head, Xiao Song couldn't help but underestimated and said, coincidentally, there was another knock on the door at this moment, and Xiao Song couldn't help but hastily stuffed the cloth strip and bamboo tube into his storage ring.

"Xiao Song, are you there?"

Xiao Yongxiang's voice sounded outside the door.

"Here I am."

As he said that, Xiao Song quickly opened the door, and his uncle welcomed him in.

"Xiao Song..."

Xiao Yongxiang hesitated to speak.

"Uncle, if you have anything to say, just say it, what else can't we two uncles and nephews say?"

Xiao Song has never regarded his uncle as an outsider. The uncle has no children and has treated Xiao Song as his own son since he was a child, and Xiao Song has long regarded his uncle as his half father.

"Oh, that's true. Me, actually... I just want to ask about your work situation. You know that I used to be a soldier. I'm curious about the secret department you mentioned..."

Xiao Yongxiang couldn't help laughing when he heard Xiao Song's words, and then he explained his reason for coming.

"Oh, this matter, okay, you sit down first, and I'll pour you a glass of water."

Xiao Song had known for a long time that his uncle would ask him this question, so he didn't find it strange at this time, he smiled, and turned around to pour Xiao Yongxiang a glass of water.

"Xiao Song, let's not talk about state secrets, just tell me what you do!"

Xiao Yongxiang took the water but didn't drink it, but said to Xiao Song expectantly.

"Uh... Uncle, do you believe that there are demons and ghosts in this world?"

Xiao Song didn't answer Xiao Yongxiang's question directly, but asked back.

"Demons and ghosts?"

Xiao Yongxiang was taken aback for a moment, then nodded:
"I believe!"

"Ok?"

Xiao Song couldn't help being taken aback when he heard this. Originally, the reason why he asked this question was to let Xiao Yongxiang prepare himself first. After all, many of the questions he wanted to ask were about the cultivation world. If Xiao Yongxiang was a thorough atheist Or, in fact, Xiao Song doesn't need to say anything about the following words.

It's just that what he never thought was that his uncle would say so firmly that he believed it!

"Hehe, you don't have to be surprised. I didn't see anything during the Vietnam War before? During the Vietnam War, almost half of our company was killed by the Vietnamese monkey's head-down division! Those days have obviously been killed by us. The person who was killed can still get up and charge again at night!"

Speaking of this, Xiao Yongxiang seemed to recall some terrible memory, and his face turned ashen.

"This……"

Xiao Song seemed to understand why the Vietnam War would cause such a big psychological shadow on his uncle, and there was something hidden in the relationship. He had wondered before, when his uncle went to the battlefield, he was considered a veteran, what kind of killing I haven't seen it before, how did the Vietnam War scare him so much that he hasn't married a wife and had children until now.

The Vietnam War of feelings is not as simple as I imagined before, and there are also traces of practitioners' activities in it!

"Well, that means you also believe that there are practitioners in this world?"

Now that the uncle already believes that there are ghosts and ghosts in this world, it is much easier to explain what happened next.

"Well, you can put it that way. Huh? Wait! You don't mean, you..."

Xiao Yongxiang nodded subconsciously, and then seemed to hear Xiao Song's subtext, and his expression changed drastically.

"Yes, I am a cultivator!"

As he said that, as if to prove what he said, Xiao Song directly picked up the brick that was used to smash the bamboo tube just now from the ground, with a click, the corner of the brick was directly crushed into powder by Xiao Song!
"Ah! This..."

Xiao Yongxiang was completely dumbfounded at this moment, although he had already made a certain amount of mental preparation, but at this moment he saw Xiao Song crushing the corner of Jiang Brick directly into powder with one hand, and he was still terrified.

"My job is to assist the country in arresting criminals with special abilities! For example, practitioners..."

For his uncle, Xiao Song naturally has nothing to hide, and his uncle has seen a much older world than his parents, telling him these things is much easier to accept than telling his parents.

"I'll just say it! The Outstanding Contribution Medal can only be obtained in the army if you have won first-class merit! It turns out that you are also a cultivator!"

Strictly speaking, this is the second time for Xiao Yongxiang to meet a practitioner. The Vietnam War was extremely difficult back then, and even the Vietnamese head-down masters appeared in the end, which is no longer something ordinary soldiers like them can compete with!
Therefore, at the last moment, some cultivators were also dispatched from the Celestial Dynasty, and only then did those lower-head masters be dealt with, and finally won the war!
And as one of the survivors of that war, Xiao Yongxiang was also fortunate enough to witness the majestic appearance of the practitioners of the Celestial Dynasty on the battlefield. With a single strike, almost pieces of Vietnamese monkeys were chopped into two pieces!
"Good guy! This time, my Xiao family can be regarded as a big shot!"

For ordinary people, cultivators are like gods in their eyes, and now Xiao Song has also become a cultivator. As his uncle, Xiao Yongxiang naturally feels that his face is radiant!
"Uncle, in fact, you don't have to regard cultivators too sacred, they are actually ordinary people, at most they are stronger than ordinary people..."

Speaking of this, Xiao Song couldn't help but think of his uncle's psychological shadow. Anyway, today he has talked about it, and Xiao Song feels that he can try to release his uncle's psychological shadow.

After all, this shadow has plagued my uncle for decades. Seeing that my uncle is almost 50 years old, if this continues, it will not only be bad for his life, but also bad for his health.

"I……"

As soon as Xiao Song opened his mouth, Xiao Yongxiang seemed to have already guessed Xiao Song's intentions, but this psychological shadow was not a matter of a day or two, at first it was just fear, but later it almost became like a tumor, Getting bigger and bigger, eating him step by step...

"How about this, I will teach you a few mental formulas, and you can practice them when you are free. Although you may not be able to practice well at your age, as long as you persist, it will be difficult to deal with ordinary mountain ghosts. it is also fine."

Xiao Song could see that the uncle's psychological shadow had reached an unbearable level. It was obviously impossible to get rid of it. He could only guide him step by step. Xiao Song believes that one day, uncle will be able to get out of that shadow!

And the only way for him to overcome his fear of the head-down master is to teach him how to practice!Only when he truly understood that cultivators are not so scary, can he completely overcome the slightest fear in his heart for the head-down master!

"Really? Can I?"

Sure enough, when Xiao Yongxiang heard that Xiao Song was going to teach him some cultivation formulas, his eyes lit up immediately, and then an expression of ecstasy flooded his face, and he asked Xiao Song nervously.

Looking at him like that, it looks like a child who has just entered school when he meets his teacher for the first time.

"Hehe, of course you can, but don't expect too much, just treat it as strengthening your body!"

Xiao Song nodded, but he didn't forget to give Xiao Yongxiang a vaccination first, after all, he just started to practice at his age, so it's hard to say whether he can build a foundation.

"Well, it's okay, it's okay, I can understand this, it's like practicing martial arts, I've already missed the best period!"

Xiao Yongxiang is very self-aware, but the excitement in his bones still hasn't diminished in the slightest.

"Okay, then let's start, I will do it once, and you will do it again..."

(End of this chapter)