Power Instructor

After driving through the rain all the way, Ling Chi found a place to shelter from the rain, a dilapidated temple.

"Ling Chi, what are we stopping here for?" Zhang Meng looked at the dilapidated temple under the dark night sky with horror in his expression.

Ling Chi smiled and said: "What? Afraid?"

"I...what's so scary of me?" Zhang Meng glanced at the ruined temple that looked very gloomy under the rainy night, but still pretended to say calmly: "I'm just curious about what you stopped here for a while?"

"We are going to rest here for a while."

"I'm fine, no need to rest."

"You have something to do, you have to rest." Ling Chi said in a strong tone: "You have been exposed to cold rain, and this way of blowing, if you don't handle it properly, you will get sick."

With that said, Ling Chi didn't give Zhang Meng a chance to object, and walked directly into the ruined temple. Zhang Meng gritted his teeth and had to follow Ling Chi to walk in.

Entering the main hall of the temple, Ling Chi called out "Is there anyone?", then paused, obviously no one would respond to him.

Zhang Meng patted Ling Chi's shoulder reflexively, and said, "What are you talking about? How can there be anyone in such a ruined temple?"

"How come there is no one? You see, don't you?"

Zhang Meng looked in the direction that Ling Chi pointed, and he saw a figure following a doorway on the left side of the hall.

what!

Zhang Meng exclaimed, then hid behind Ling Chi.

Ling Chi laughed and said, "Didn't you just say you are not afraid? Why are you scared now?"

"You... are you not afraid?"

"What are you afraid of?"

Zhang Meng turned his mouth in the direction of the figure, and said with a trembling voice: "The one over there, I don't know whether it is a ghost or a man, so you are not afraid?

"Do you believe that there are ghosts in this world?" Ling Chi asked back.

"This...I don't believe it, but when I appeared in such a dilapidated small temple this big night, you looked at the small temple and didn't even have a name. You said, normal people might be like this?"

"In this way, he might really be a ghost!"

"what!"

Zhang Meng screamed again, and Ling Chi was amused. At the moment, he did not intend to continue to scare her. Instead, he patted her hand and said, "You stay here first. I will go over and see if he is a human or a ghost. "

"I, I want to go too."

"You are not afraid?"

"With you, I am not afraid, and if you leave me alone, I am more afraid, okay?"

Ling Chi smiled and started to move. Zhang Meng grabbed his arm with both hands and followed Ling Chi's side step by step.

This is a temple that has been in disrepair for a long time. The roof part of the main hall is broken. The main hall is soaked under the heavy rain, and when I walked through the side door and came to the side hall, I found it was very dry.

A person sitting in the center of the side hall, with his back facing the direction of Ling Chi and Zhang Meng, there was still a fire in front of him. The fire was vigorous, and there were bursts of crackling noises from the fire. This scene was dark and gloomy outside. It is not the same, but it shows a different sense of peace.

The two walked behind the man, but the man didn't seem to hear, still motionless.

Then, the two walked around in front of the man. He raised his head and looked at Ling Chi and Zhang Meng with a pair of hollow eyes. Or, more importantly, he just looked in the direction of the two of them, but did not see them, because— —His eyes are blind.

"Hello, Master, can we sit down and borrow a fire?" Ling Chi put his hands together and asked respectfully.

The man was not bald, he was unkempt, his whole person looked sloppy, but it was not difficult to tell from his attire that he was a monk.

"Sit down. Meeting is fate. You are soaked and roasted." The monk grinned at the two of them, but his smile looked a little strange, which made people shudder.

Ling Chi asked, "Master, can you see that we are soaked?"

"You can see it."

"amount!"

Ling Chi and the two looked at each other, actually wanting to say that you are not blind? How do you see it? At this time, the monk had already said: "I can't see it naturally with my naked eyes, because I am blind, but my heart can see it, as long as I have the heart, I can see everything."

Ling Chi smiled bitterly, the sloppy monk's words seemed to reveal mystery.

It's just that, after all, everyone met by the water, and Ling Chi was not familiar with the other party, so what kind of mystery was hidden in his words, Ling Chi didn't mean to guess, and immediately moved the big stone with Zhang Meng and sat down together.

The two sides faced each other without speaking. Although the other side could not see anything, it was a bit embarrassing after all.

In the end, it was the monk who broke this embarrassment.

"Are you two going to Gaoming?" The monk "looked" at the two, smiling naturally.

Ling Chi nodded and said, "Yes, Master."

At this time, the monk actually squeezed his fingers, groaned for a while, and said: "You two are going this time, the future is fierce, and you are in danger of blood."

"amount?"

Ling Chi smiled bitterly, is this really a monk? Why did you suddenly become a magic stick?

"You don't believe me?" The monk "looked" at Ling Chi, his eyes were invisible, but his hollow eyes made Ling Chi a kind of staring at the opponent's eyes.

"It's not that I don't believe it. It's just that for me, my life is full of blood. Even if the future is bumpy, even if the blood is flowing in front of me and I need to go forward, I will go forward desperately.

"Oh?"

The monk "looked" at Ling Chi again, his hollow eyes always gave Ling Chi a feeling of being stared at.

Suddenly, the monk stood up with a "shoo".

"amount?"

"what!"

Ling Chi and Zhang Meng were both taken aback by the monk's sudden reaction. They raised their heads and looked at the monk, not understanding why he suddenly did this.

The monk pointed to Ling Chi and said: "You...your fate...no, it's impossible, it can't be like this."

"Fate?"

Ling Chi stared at the blind monk in amazement. Just as he was about to ask, the blind monk suddenly exclaimed, and then rushed out. Although he was blind, he was just like an ordinary person and could easily avoid all obstacles.

Then, disappeared in the rain.

"amount!"

Ling Chi Muran, this monk is not only a blind man, but also a lunatic, right? This crazy talk is really depressing!

Zhang Meng took Ling Chi's hand and said nervously, "Ling Chi, let's go. I always feel that this place seems to be wicked, let's not stay here."

"What? Are you scared?" Ling Chi asked with a smile.

Zhang Meng rolled his eyes and said, "I admit that I'm afraid of this head office? Let's go."

"You can't be afraid, we can't go."

"why?"

"You're so wet, you will definitely get sick when you go out to blow the air, so... take off your clothes."

"what?"