Don't say my script is fake.

The caravan naturally stopped in front of Fazang.

The tiger stirred up dust, and the leader of the caravan looked at the little monk and then at Zi Nu.

"Little master, have you not found a place to stay tonight?"

"It just so happens that our caravan cannot get back to the city tonight, so we are going to rest here. Little master, why don't you join us?"

Fazang was very surprised.

"Thank you very much, donor, but I am with Zi Nu, donor, and I don't know what Zi Nu thinks."

"If someone is willing to lend me a place, that's good. Zi Nu thanks this Taoist friend."

"Haha, you're welcome. We are all friends when we go out. Brothers, get ready and rest!"

The captain laughed and shouted heroically, and the caravan guards also shouted.

"Yes!"

Everyone began to get ready to rest and set up tents.

It can be seen that they are all good at surviving in the wild, and their techniques are extremely skilled. Tents quickly appeared, and the bonfire soon illuminated the surroundings.

Soon, the aroma of meat came out.

The captain of the caravan came to Fazang.

"Little Master, dinner will be ready soon, and we can eat later."

"That's your tent. You can rest here tonight. Tomorrow morning, little master, you can go to the next city with us. How about that?"

Fazang was very grateful for the kindness of the captain of the caravan, but he still shook his head and refused.

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Luo, but I'm not going the same way as you."

They were going forward, and Captain Luo was going back.

"Is that so? Well, I don't know where Little Master Fazang is going next. Maybe I know and we can see each other again in the future."

"If we are destined, we will see each other again."

Captain Luo was very burly, two meters tall, with very strong muscles, and the clothes he wore made him look like rocks.

He also had a lot of beard on his face, a standard beard.

But he smiled very heroically, with a chivalrous spirit.

He seemed to understand what the heroic and majestic style described in the book looked like.

"By the way, Mr. Luo, you have traveled all over the country and escorted caravans, so you must have been to many places. Do you know some strange people and strange things?"

"Strange people and strange things? Ah, I guess I know this."

Captain Luo smiled and said as if he was reminiscing: "Every place has its own stories. For example, there are stories of cannibalism in some villages. Every night, once the clouds cover the sun, unknown things will knock on the door. If you accidentally open the door, the things outside will "eat" you; or, some towns are shrouded in fog, and the naked eye can only see ten meters away. The residents in the town are like zombies, lifeless; and there are also mountains. "The monster killed someone close to you, ate him, and got into his skin, disguised as him to enter your house, and killed you and your family bit by bit."

"There are countless strange stories like this."

"But little master, my story is nothing. At best, I just go back and forth between several nearby villages and towns. The farthest is only in Lingyue City. I can't hear anything. If you want to hear these strange people and things, you have to go to the big city."

The small town covered by fog, the monster knocking on the door in the middle of the night, the monster disguised as a human. All of these made Fazang very yearning, as if he couldn't wait to see them.

"Captain Luo, are these stories true?"

"Have you really seen these monsters?"

"Haha, they are just stories, how can they be true?"

Captain Luo waved his hand.

"Besides, if they are all true, it would be so dangerous. I am just a small third-level person who has not even crossed the fourth level. If I encounter these, I have to find a way to hide."

"Master, are you interested in these stories?"

"Yes!"

Fa Zang nodded.

"I have read other strange stories since I was a child. Every night after meditating and chanting, I would read these books. I asked Master if they were true or false. Master said that I had to go and see for myself."

"What others have heard and what they have read in books are all hearsay. Only what you see with your own eyes is true."

Hearing is false, seeing is true.

Is that so.

"Master's master must be a master."

"I have dreamed of becoming a master like Master since I was a child. I will work hard!"

"Haha, Master, you can do it! Master, are you going down the mountain to practice this time? Do you hope to encounter these stories when you go down the mountain this time? Maybe it will be very interesting."

When the stories in the storybook appeared in front of him, it was obviously a wonderful thing.

But who knew, Fa Zang shook his head.

"I hope the story is just a story, and it's better not to appear."

"Oh? Why is that?"

"Because, no one will get hurt."

The story has ups and downs, connecting the past and the future. There will be passionate young people fighting all the way to punish evil and promote good; there will be good people fighting against evil and sticking to their nature; there will be people who inherit their will and continue to fight.

So many protagonists shine and strive for self-improvement.

It is naturally good to watch them grow up, but wonderful stories are always accompanied by sacrifice.

Behind them, there are countless corpses and blood.

Fazang likes stories, but he doesn't like stories to really appear in front of him.

"So, little master, you are really kind-hearted."

"Haha, if the little master always sticks to his heart, maybe one day, I will hear the little master's name resounding throughout Nanzhou."

Captain Luo patted Fazang on the back and seemed to like this answer very much.

"Master, dinner seems to be ready. I'll go get it for you and Miss Zi Nu."

"Thank you, Donor Luo."

Captain Luo left here. Fa Zang looked at his back and couldn't help but praise: "Donor Zi Nu, Captain Luo is really a good person."

"Good person?"

Zi Nu murmured these two words and then smiled.

I hope you can say this sentence next. Master.

Captain Luo came to the caravan, said a few words to his subordinates, and then came to the carriage.

"Miss."

He lowered his voice and called Miss, and soon a voice came from inside.

"How is it, have you asked about his origins?"

"I have asked about everything. He came from Jinshan Temple. This time he went down the mountain for training. I have never heard of the name Jinshan Temple. There shouldn't be bald donkeys in Nanzhou. It should be a small temple hidden. Haha, I didn't expect that there is a temple hidden in Nanzhou, and we have encountered it."

"So, he is a useless waste? What does he look like?"

"Very good-looking."

"Good!"

In the carriage of the horse-drawn tiger carriage, the woman's voice was vaguely a little bit uncontrollable.

"I want him!"

"Miss, this bald donkey will be sold for a good price if he is tied up, and..."

He was greedy.

"There is a woman next to the little bald donkey."

The thin branches bear fruits, and the toes are invisible when you look down. It is already the most beautiful thing in the world!

"Reward you!"

"Thank you, Miss!"

Captain Luo was overjoyed, with a smile on his bearded face.

Ferocious and terrifying.

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