Farmhouse Senda

Chapter 296 Conversation with the Monk
"Hui An, a poor monk, I have met Donor Li. There is a strong wind in the mountain, and I will take refuge here, won't it affect your mood? Don't worry, I will never live in vain. I still understand the ability of chanting scriptures, meditating, praying for blessings and warding off disasters." Some."

The young monk was in his thirties, handsome in appearance, spoke pure mandarin with a round accent, and had a unique ethereal state. When he spoke at the entrance of the hotel, it sounded like he was lecturing in a temple, with a slight echo.

I heard from my grandfather that this is also a kind of kung fu, which resonates between sound and air, which can produce unexpected power and even control people's emotions.

The monk has ring scars on his head, and he speaks and gestures like a real monk.It's just that the opening sentence "the wind is strong in the mountains" has a special meaning and alludes to it.

"You came from the mountains?" Li Qingyun didn't shy away from the onlookers, and walked straight to the monk, squatting there at a dangerous distance, and looked at the monk sitting cross-legged.

"I come from the mountains." The monk replied honestly.

"Do you bring blue flowers?" Li Qingyun didn't ask this question, it was Tongtong and Mao Mao who were booing in the crowd.

"The mountains are full of snow, and there is no grass." The monk seemed unable to hear the children's jokes, so he still answered seriously.

Li Qingyun smiled, I don't know if he said "snow" or "blood", but it doesn't matter, since grandpa went to the mountains, he would always ask for an explanation, and he wouldn't play chess and chat with those monks.

"The reason why you came out of the temple is to chant scriptures here? By the way, to escape the wind and snow?" Li Qingyun continued to ask.

"There are people who shouldn't die here, and the poor monk is here to make amends. I hope that from now on, everyone will be happy and healthy, free from worries and disasters. The poor monk is very honest, and I hope that Li's benefactor will be fulfilled." The monk lowered his head and looked at himself. Said himself.

"It's not that you can be healthy if you say you are healthy. It's not that you can be healthy if you say that you are worry-free. If you want to see me, your goal has been achieved. Now you can come to my house to talk. If you are here to provoke trouble, even more You should come to my house to talk." After speaking, Li Qingyun stood up and made a gesture of invitation.

The young monk stood up, bowed to the onlookers, and then said with a smile: "That's what I mean, so I won't bother you."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Li Qingyun took Hui'an to the villa yard on the farm.As soon as he entered the small courtyard, Hui'an frowned, looked around, and said, "Fengshui is good, but there is some yin and resentment. Donor Li, people have died here."

Li Qingyun stood at the door of the living room, stopped and turned around, said with a smile: "The qi of yin and yang is born of heaven and earth, and it can be found everywhere. As for resentment? Hehe, who do you blame when you die?"

"Hehe..." Hui'an gave a wry smile, but he couldn't refute. Just halfway through the smile, his face froze, and he saw a string of pitch-black old rosary beads around his neck vibrate weakly, as if there was a flash of black light. disappear soon.

Li Qingyun's face also changed, and he rubbed his hands inadvertently, the old wound on his left hand felt a little painful.There should be the node of the small space, and it is also the place where the spirit body enters and exits. He just made a move, trying to take this mysterious monk into the small space.

This was the first time he had seen a threatening person, so he was almost impatient. As soon as he entered the hospital, he wanted to make a move to solve this big trouble.As for whether others doubt or not, he already doesn't care so much...

It's just that the shot was not smooth, and the small space that was always effective was blocked by something at this time, and the monk couldn't be taken in.

"Please, let's talk in the room. Talking outside is not the way to welcome guests." Li Qingyun pretended to be a normal person, opened the door of the living room, and invited the young monk into the room.

Hui'an's smile was a bit stiff, but he followed in, and said at the same time: "You really have a legendary magical weapon that can kill people invisible. No wonder the monks in the temple disappeared for no reason. I dare to come in with you, sure There is a way to prevent it, so Li benefactor should stop tempting easily. If you want to vent your anger, beat the poor monk, and the poor monk will never fight back. It is too wasteful to use the long-lost magic weapon. If you can't control the power for a while, it will give you Both parties have suffered irreparable damage."

Li Qingyun was shocked in his heart, but his face had an expression of disbelief: "A magic weapon? What kind of magic weapon? You monks and priests, don't talk about gods and gods all day long. Let's be serious. Today's world is still Respecting warriors, my grandfather has already entered the state of transformation. This time I went to Landa Temple to ask for an explanation. How is it going now? Well... Don't tell me, let me guess... You must have nothing to do with him, the old man, There were a lot of casualties, right? In the end, we had to reach a settlement, so you showed up? And my grandfather hasn’t come back yet, so he should be injured and he’s hiding somewhere to recuperate.”

While talking about these inferences, Li Qingyun's heart was in an upheaval of confusion. He actually said the word "dharma weapon" from the monk's mouth. His cognition of this world became more and more subversive.Beyond the scientific system, there must be another system. Although it has been hidden by people, when you reach that level, you will be surprised to find that there are many similar people in this small circle, more or less , have some unbelievable supernatural powers.

For example, the string of rosary beads on this monk's neck is an ordinary thing. When he attacked just now, he had clearly noticed the abnormality of this string of beads.

The monk continued to smile bitterly: "Whether you admit it or not, some things do exist. I was ordered by the abbot of the temple to resolve the conflict between the two sides. This time, it was our Landa Temple's fault, so your grandfather Li Chunqiu and Mr. Li even killed me The thirteen masters of the Landa Temple, our abbot also tolerated it, saying that this is karma. After Mr. Li’s grievances were vented, he led the monks to repel Mr. Li. The two sides reached a temporary settlement agreement and sent me down the mountain. The witnesses and supervisors of the reconciliation, if there is another incident on one side, I will kill it."

When Li Qingyun watched the monk say the last sentence, he still had a pitiful and helpless smile, and felt a chill in his heart.This monk is not simple. He must have extraordinary means and wisdom to entrust the host with important tasks and reconcile the relationship between blood feuds.

Li Qingyun's tone also became sharp: "If you say reconciliation, then reconcile? Is it that simple? Let me ask you, what is the position of Mokchaga in your Landa Temple? What is his status? No one wants revenge when he dies." ?”

Hui'an was startled, hesitated for a moment, and then replied: "Master Moke Chaga...is the head of the martial arts academy in our temple. The disappearance of him and the other two masters did cause a great shock in the temple. After that, the disciples of the martial arts academy secretly When he went down the mountain to take revenge, the host found out what had happened, and he was very regretful. He regretted that he should have indulged Moke Chaga too much, and let him cause a catastrophe, harming others and himself. Before the end, Mr. Li went. But don't worry, the people who were close to Mo Kechajia have died in the hands of Mr. Li, and the rest are powerless to cause trouble. Even if you want to make trouble, you have to get past me first. Let's talk again."

Li Qingyun was secretly surprised when he heard this. The Landa Temple was indeed several times stronger than expected, and there were so many mysteries, so he said: "As far as I know, among the monks who attacked my grandfather with Mo Kechajia, there is one who is good at magic arts." Fa, he is not a monk from the Martial Academy, is he?"

Hui'an wiped the sweat off his forehead. He seemed to have thought of who died at the hands of the master who had already achieved a small level of skill, and his voice was a little dry: "The master is... an eminent monk from the court. His disappearance is the biggest loss of our Landa Temple. He is a fellow of Mokchaga, from an ancient country in the west. He has always liked to practice alone, and no one close to him avenged him. After presiding over the internal rectification, no one dared to Break the rules again and go down the mountain to cause trouble."

Li Qingyun stared into Hui'an's eyes, and didn't speak for a long time, until the young monk was hairy and restless, he suddenly said: "If my grandfather returns safely and confirms the reconciliation agreement with your Landa Temple, we will resolve it." This grievance. If other accidents happen, I’m sorry, let’s fight to the end.”

"There will be no other changes. Our Landa Temple has recognized the strength of Mr. Li, and Mr. Li should have seen the background of our monastery. Everyone cares about each other, and peace and health can last longer." After Hui'an finished speaking, she added in her heart In a word, if the host knows that there is still a mysterious uncertain factor like you, maybe he will lower his posture.

On the same day, Li Qingyun entertained the young monk Hui An at Qingheju. The two sides chatted and laughed, as if they were good friends who talked about everything.Hui'an is a monk who doesn't care about wine and meat, which Li Qingyun likes better. After giving him a taste of old-fashioned Xiaowuliang, Huian likes this kind of wine, saying that he can recite scriptures and do things to make money in exchange for wine.

Anyway, Li Qingyun didn't see where Hui'an's money was. He only carried a yellow cloth monk bag, also called a girdle bag. There were not many things in it, and he didn't know what it contained. Like pretending to be money.

The monk lived in the Bamboo House Hotel, and Li Qingyun arranged for him a quiet room on the first floor, and all meals and accommodations were charged to Li Qingyun's account.Although it is his own hotel, when managing it, the accounts must be kept clear.

The next day, Mr. Li came back, his face was red and full of energy, and he didn't look injured at all.Behind him was a young Taoist priest with delicate features, who was Qingfeng, a disciple of Wuming Taoist Temple.

"Grandpa, you're back. How's it going? Is everything settled?" Li Qingyun had just returned from arguing with Hui'an in the Zhulou Hotel, when he saw Grandpa's figure, he greeted him unexpectedly with surprise.

"Hahahaha, of course, your grandfather and I will go out in person, there is nothing that can't be done. By the way, on the way back, I went to the Wuming Taoist Temple for a walk, and brought back a little Taoist priest with good understanding... What are you talking about?" Eyes, I teach him medical skills, but not martial arts." Mr. Li stared, angry at his grandson for misunderstanding something.

The little Taoist priest Qingfeng hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "Qingfeng has met the senior brother, and will live in Lijiazhai for a long time in the future. If there is anything wrong, please give me some pointers."

(End of this chapter)