Boss, he is sick and only I can cure him

He nodded, and the little monk left.

The courtyard door in front of me was painted with vermilion paint, but the color had peeled off irregularly over the years, making it look a bit shabby.

He pushed open the wooden door and walked inside.

The yard is not big, and there is an old tree next to the wall. It is early summer, and the old tree is covered with green leaves. The breeze blows, and the shadows of the trees on the ground sway gently.

There was a stone table in the shadow of the tree. Sitting on a wooden stool next to the stone table was an old monk wearing gray monk robes.

Lin Shuyang walked over and saw that the old monk had a gray beard, a thin face, and a pair of bright eyes. He really seemed to have the temperament of an eminent monk.

The old monk was making tea. There was a teapot and three teacups on the stone table.

The old monk pushed one of the brewed teacups in front of him and chuckled twice: "Now that you are here, sit down and have a taste. This is the tea in the temple. It has a light taste and is best for clearing the mind and concentrating."

Lin Shuyang smiled, sat on the wooden stool, picked up the teacup in front of him, took it in his hand, and gently rubbed the cup body with his fingertips, "Master Wuming seemed to have known that I would come, and even boiled the water in advance. .”

"If even this is not taken into account, my name as the Lord Commander of Life will be in vain." Wuming stroked his gray beard, the smile in his eyes did not diminish, but what he said made the tea cup in Lin Shuyang's hand almost slip. Go down.

Lin Shuyang put the tea cup on the stone table, stood up suddenly, raised his hand and grabbed the old monk's collar, "You are really that old guy Si Ming!"

The old monk's body was half hanging in the air, and his previous aura of a virtuous monk was gone. "I told you to have a sip of tea first, but you just play with it in your hand. Look at it. Do you think you can control your temper?" Stop it! Let go first and say what you have to say."

Lin Shuyang tightened his grip, and in addition to anger, there was also a hint of inquiry in his eyes: "No, how could that old guy Si Ming not seal himself? Are you really him?"

The old monk opened his mouth but could not speak. His hands kept pulling at his collar.

Lin Shuyang let go of his hand, and the old monk got a breather and coughed several times.

When he calmed down his breathing, Lin Shuyang was already sitting on the stool, sipping tea and looking at him calmly, "Tell me, what is going on?"

The old monk cleared his throat, picked up the tea cup in front of him and took a trembling sip, "I am just a reincarnation of a ray of spirit. My body is weak and my life is short. I can't help you tossing it like that just now."

"Really?" Lin Shuyang smiled half-heartedly, "I can guarantee that if you don't give me the answer I want, your life span will be even shorter."

"You...well, that's all. I'm here just to see you. Whatever you want to ask, I'll tell you."

"The first question is why I was so far away from Canglong after I jumped off the reincarnation platform. For ninety-three years, if I hadn't prepared in advance, I might not have been born on the day Canglong died." Lin Shu raised his eyes He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the old monk with a hint of danger, "At that time, you were the only one who knew that I was going to jump to the reincarnation stage. Tell me, were you doing something secretly?"

The old monk waved his hands with an innocent look on his face: "You didn't tell me that you were going to jump on the reincarnation stage. How could I know, let alone do something wrong..."

"When you said those words to me, you were asking me to jump down to find Canglong too!" Lin Shuyang snorted coldly, "Besides, if you can't even count this, wouldn't your name as Lord Siming be in vain? ”

"Ahem, um, come on, you really wronged me." The old monk moved his stool back and continued: "Haven't you ever suspected that Canglong was up to something?"

"Cang Long?" Lin Shuyang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that before Cang Long jumped to the reincarnation platform, he seemed to have wandered around it several times.

"Yes, he carved a magic circle on the edge of the reincarnation platform, and it was activated at the moment he jumped. So as long as someone jumps, they will be delayed by nearly a hundred years. But at that time, there can be no one else besides you. I can jump on the reincarnation stage."

So, Canglong did this deliberately so that he would never see him again...

"Why did he do this?"

The old monk asked, "What do you think?"

"He probably didn't want me to pester him." Lin Shuyang lowered his head, recalling some not-so-good scenes.

Because Canglong has never responded to Xiao Shitou's love.

No...that's not right!

Lin Shuyang raised his head and asked, "Did you say something to him that I didn't know about?"

The old monk moved his stool back again, "I told him what I told you. He thought... you would disappear because of him, so..."

"So he deliberately carved the magic circle. Even if I jump off the reincarnation platform, I will never see him! In this way, if we don't meet, the nonsense you said will not come true!"

Lin Shuyang stood up again, strode up to the old monk, and grabbed the old monk from his stool angrily, "In the final analysis, all this is because of your bad mouth. You said that what you do every day is not good. I think you shouldn’t be called Si Ming, but you should be called Big Mouth!”

The old monk suppressed his blush and said, "You are angry just because you are angry. Personal attacks are a bit immoral."

"Are you worthy of saying the word morality?" Lin Shuyang laughed angrily, "Yes, you are in charge of the fate of the world, which is great, but why is it that when something goes wrong, other gods are trying to protect themselves, but Canglong wants to be fooled by you to solve some big problem? Disaster? You said he has to do it, do you think you are moral? Do you think you are fair!"

After saying that, Lin Shuyang let go of his hand and took a deep breath. These words had been held in his heart for too long, but now he felt much more comfortable when he said them.

The old monk fell back on the stool, stretched out his hand to pat his heart, and said in a somewhat aggrieved tone: "I'm just a ray of spirit, it's useless for you to get so angry with me."

Lin Shuyang sat directly on the stone table, looked down at the old monk and asked: "If you don't want to be beaten, then tell the truth. What is that catastrophe? When will it come specifically? Be clear!"

The old monk stood up from his stool, walked to the side and straightened his monk's clothes. Then he straightened his back, put his hands behind his back and sighed heavily, "I came here to tell you this. If you weren't too impatient, I would This has been said a long time ago.”

Lin Shuyang looked at the old monk coldly and said in a cold tone: "Go on."