Dragon Pattern Roll Set

As the rain gradually subsided, Bai Yutang stood in the rain, looking down at the pale monk Zhiyun lying on the ground in a daze.

At this moment, a familiar breath approached, a shadow appeared on the ground, and the rain above the head was also blocked.

Bai Yutang turned his head, Zhan Zhao was already standing beside him with an umbrella in one hand and a giant que in the other, smiling.

I haven't seen each other for a while, and the two are busy looking at each other to see if there is any change, even if it is a slight, little change...

In the distance, Bai Xia leaned against the pillar with her arms folded and looked at the two people under the umbrella who looked at each other as if no one was there, shaking her head and sighing, "Oh, my son was kidnapped so far that I can't even find him."

"Uncle..." Xiaopangdun Liu Nan suddenly tugged Bai Xia.

Bai Xia lowered her head and squinted at him, obviously dissatisfied with the word "uncle".

Liu Fu pointed to not far away, motioning for Bai Xia to look.

Bai Xia turned her face away, and saw those people from Gaohe Village, after seeing Zhan Zhao approaching, they all turned around and left very quickly.

Bai Xia touched his chin lightly, what did he see Zhan Zhao running?

……

"I say."

Interrupting the two who were looking at each other, Lin Yehuo squatted beside the great monk, and poked Master Zhiyun's cheek, "It's cold, is the monk dead?"

Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao came back to their senses and looked down.

"No way..." Zhan Zhao stretched out his hand to touch the monk's neck, and heaved a sigh of relief, "He's still alive, and his pulse feels stable."

"Do you want to wake him up?" Lin Yehuo said, stretched out his hand to pinch the monk, and pinched him twice, but the monk did not wake up.

Zhan Zhao frowned, "Are you injured?"

Bai Yutang shook his head, "I basically don't use my internal energy, could it be that I went crazy before?"

"The pulse is not messed up." Zhan Zhao folded his arms to look around, and looked around in confusion.

Because at some point, five children came by and stared at Zhiyun curiously.Because they were afraid of the rain, the five little guys squeezed under Lin Yehuo's umbrella.

Huofeng was also puzzled, looking at the children hugging his legs, the youngest among them was plump and round, two circles fatter than the fourth child.

Zhan Zhao looked at Bai Yutang.

Bai Yutang looked at him.

Zhan Zhao pointed to those children and asked, "Who are they?"

Bai Yutang said, "Young disciple of the Tianshan School."

"Oh..." Zhan Zhao and Lin Yehuo were quite new, but Bai Yutang actually helped Tianshan School to lead such a young apprentice.

Zhan Zhao took a look at the golden mask in Bai Yutang's hand, and then at Zhiyun, "I always find it incredible that he wouldn't even slap a mosquito to death."

"Wake him up and ask him and he'll find out," Bai Yutang suggested.

"Master." Zhan Zhao knelt down and patted Master Zhiyun twice, but the monk still didn't wake up.

Zhan Zhao stood up, remained silent for a moment, and warned everyone, "None of you are allowed to speak out."

Everyone is puzzled - what to say...

As soon as Zhan Zhao raised his leg, he kicked the monk in the face.

"Pfft...cough...cough..."

Zhan Zhao's foot made a footprint on Master Zhiyun's face, but the monk really woke up.

Zhan Zhao calmly withdrew his feet, with an expression as if nothing had happened.

The monk coughed for a while, rubbed his nose with his hand, "Oh... Amitabha Buddha."

Lin Yehuo reached out and patted his forehead, "Are you awake?"

Master Zhiyun covered his nose and looked up, surprised, "Why are you?"

Zhan Zhao looked at Bai Yutang, puzzled—it's still that good-tempered monk who is confused.

Bai Yutang was also puzzled, the current master Zhiyun was indeed the great monk he knew, completely different from the lunatic who was hacking with a knife just now.

The monk put down his hand, and saw a stream of nosebleeds under his nose.

The exhibition is full of hope.

Lin Yehuo asked the monk, "Why are you dressed like this?"

The monk was slightly taken aback, looked down at the wet black clothes on his body, then looked at the ground, looked around, with a confused expression on his face, "Where is the poor monk?"

Then he looked at himself, "Whose clothes are these? Where is the cassock of the poor monk?"

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang looked at each other, and Lin Yehuo also squinted, "Master, are you sleepwalking?"

The monk was confused, and stood up while scratching his head with his hands... As he stood up, all the people around who came out to watch bravely ran away with a clatter.

A few bold ones said to Zhan Zhao, "Master Zhan! That murderer swung a knife just now, and there are still a few injured here!"

"Exactly! If Master Wu hadn't made a timely move, he might have hacked someone to death!"

"It turned out to be a monk! Why is it so vicious?!"

Zhiyun stood there stupidly, looking at the people around him who were looking at him in horror, wondering, "What's going on?"

Zhan Zhao calmed him down and asked him, "Master, what do you remember?"

"What..." Master Zhiyun thought for a while, "Second Junior Brother and Third Junior Brother and I came to Kaifeng to participate in Biansheng's golden basin washing hands..."

"Zhi Qian and Master Zhi Chan are here too?" Lin Yehuo was curious, "Where are they?"

"We stayed at a family's house last night." Zhiyun rubbed his head, "After falling asleep...woke up and here, hiss...why is my body in so much pain?"

Zhan Zhao looked at Bai Yutang, and motioned for the mask in his hand—do you want to tell him?

Bai Yutang was helpless—with the character of a monk, he knew that he might die on the spot by beating people everywhere.

The two were hesitating when they heard Lin Yehuo say, "Monk, are you sleeping stupidly or are you fascinated by ghosts? Wearing a mask and holding a knife to chop people around."

"What?!" Master Zhiyun gasped.

At this time, a few shadow guards ran over and said, "Fortunately, those people ran fast, only three people were slightly injured, and two were injured when they fell. More than a dozen sprained their feet, and many children were frightened." I'm going to try my best to find a monk."

Master Zhiyun stamped his feet, "The poor monk actually committed such evil deeds, the poor monk insulted Buddhism, the poor monk..."

Zhan Zhao and Lin Yehuo hurriedly grabbed the monk who was about to commit suicide, "Don't be a poor monk, where did you live last night? Did you meet some bad guy and get drugged?"

"Uh..." The monk touched his round head, "It's a big mansion near the official road not far from Yaojia Village."

Zhan Zhao was puzzled, the official road near Yaojia Village was surrounded by hills and groves, where did the house come from?

Bai Yutang thought for a while, "Take us to have a look."

After finishing speaking, everyone followed Master Zhiyun to leave Yaojia Village and embarked on the official path.

……

At this time, the rain has become lighter, but the sky is getting darker and darker.

Master Zhiyun told everyone about their experience last night.

In the middle of the night last night, the three of their senior brothers hurried along this official road, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier, so the three of them wanted to rush to Yaojia Village to stay in a hotel to shelter from the rain.

But when passing through a forest, they heard a faint cry for help from the forest, so the three of them entered the forest, and found an old woman fell down in the forest and couldn't stand up.

"How old is this old woman?" Zhan Zhao was curious.

"Looks like he's in his 70s." Zhiyun said.

Everyone was puzzled, looked back and forth, there was no village or shop behind this official road, why was there an old lady in her 70s in the woods in the middle of the night?

"The old lady said that her son and daughter-in-law live on the mountain. She came from Yaojia Village in the afternoon, but the road on the mountain was slippery, and she fell and rolled down the mountain. She thought she was going to die here." Zhiyun said, "So we The brothers carried her home."

As he said that, the monk pointed to a grove in front of him and said, "This is it! I remember there are two raised bluestones at the intersection."

Everyone walked into the woods, Zhiyun pointed to a piece of mud covered with footprints and said, "This is where we found that old lady."

"What's that?" Bai Xia pointed at the mud.

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger, and saw a piece of red kapok petals on a piece of black mud.

Zhan Zhao looked up and saw that there was no kapok around here... Where did the petals come from?

"We went along this mountain road." Master Zhiyun said, leading everyone up the mountain.

"The mountain road was pointed out to us by the old lady." The monk said as he walked, "She said that she followed her husband's surname Xia, so we will call her Mrs. Xia."

"After going up the mountain, there is indeed a big house." Zhiyun said, "there is the word Xia Mansion on the plaque. We called the door, and an old housekeeper came out. Mrs. Xia's son also came out, and he was very handsome. Scholar, thank you for saving his mother, and asked the housekeeper to take us to stay in a side courtyard, and even prepared vegetarian dishes for us, very kind."

Zhan Zhao frowned when he heard that—the vicinity of Yaojia Village is under the jurisdiction of Kaifeng, and there are villages around here, but there are a few big families' farms or other courtyards, but there seems to be no Xiafu...

"We washed up and went to sleep after eating the Vegetarian food... After that, when we woke up..." the great monk said while shaking his head, "What's going on?"

While speaking, everyone walked to the top of the mountain.

"It's here..." Master Zhiyun said the word "arrived", and he froze on the spot.

There is indeed a house in front of his finger.

But it was not the "house of a rich family" as he described, but an abandoned house, or... a deserted house.

The village has been in disrepair and dilapidated for a long time. The door frames are crooked, the walls are damaged, covered with vines and weeds, and the houses inside are also dilapidated. House" two words.

"Mother!" Bai Xia jumped up, "Did you eat vegetarian food here last night? Who greeted you? Mountain demon or little ghost?"

Master Zhiyun had a shocked expression on his face, the expression of this eminent monk just now knowing that he had slashed someone was not exaggerated now.He shook his head again and again, "Impossible... Last night was a complete mansion! How could it be like this!"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. At this time, a gust of wind passed by, and there was a sound of "Sarasa" in the woods, and the broken door of the deserted house suddenly "creaked".

The five children jumped up and grabbed Bai Yutang's clothes together.

Bai Yutang looked back at the group of children hiding behind him.

The little chubby asked Master Zhiyun, "Master, did you look at the old lady carefully last night? Does she have feet or not?"

"Huh?" The monk was puzzled, "feet..."

"Is there a shadow?" Liu Fu also asked.

"That's right! Did it become a goblin?"

A group of children chattered all over the place.

"Then what..." At this moment, Bai Xia suddenly poked Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao's shoulders, stretched out his hand from between them, and pointed to a few weed-covered mounds next to the deserted house, Ask, "Is that... a grave?"

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger, and sure enough, there were several graves next to the mansion, and there was a stone tablet in front of it, most of which was covered by weeds, and half of the word "Xia" could be vaguely seen.

Lin Yehuo jumped up so high that he rubbed his goosebumps and kicked the monk, "You've hit a ghost? You dare to pick up old ladies in the wild mountains in the middle of the night!"

Master Zhiyun was even more shocked, "The poor monk has been in Buddhism for more than 40 years, and he has never seen a ghost..."

"Wait a minute." Bai Yutang interrupted the two and asked Zhiyun, "Where are your two junior brothers?"

"Oops." Master Zhiyun rushed towards the deserted house, and shouted while looking for the door, "Junior Brother! Junior Brother..."

"Hush..." Zhan Zhao followed, signaling the monk not to shout.

Lin Yehuo also looked around, "It seems to have breath."

Bai Yutang pointed to the last broken room, "Over there!"

Everyone ran to the broken house.

Walking into the room, I saw two monks sleeping on a tattered wooden bed, both wearing cassocks, and there was another set of the same clothes beside it, which should be worn by Master Zhiyun.

"Junior brother!" Zhiyun rushed to the bed, grabbed the two monks and shook them.

But neither of them woke up, the situation was similar to that of Master Zhiyun just now.

The monk raised his hand and punched the two juniors.

"Ahem..." Both of them coughed.

Zhan Zhao frowned slightly, looking at Bai Yutang.

Bai Yutang also noticed that when the two masters Zhiqian and Zhichan woke up and coughed, two faint puffs of black smoke came out of their noses, which disappeared in a blink of an eye...

Lin Yehuo looked at the two of them—was it there when Zhiyun woke up just now?

Both of them shook their heads. They were outside just now, and it was raining again, so they couldn't see clearly.

Zhiqian and Zhichan were also confused when they woke up. What they remembered was similar to what Master Zhiyun remembered. Those who received them were obviously living people, and they were still in a beautiful mansion.

At this time, the sky was getting darker and darker, and the wind was blowing on the mountain, and the dilapidated house always made a "creaking" sound when it was blown by the wind.

These three eminent monks, who had attained the Tao, just sat on the bed so foolishly, thinking that half of their life's scriptures were recited in vain.

Bai Yutang looked at the golden mask, also confused.

Zhan Zhao looked at a crumbling table next to him.

Lin Yehuo picked up half of the table board and said, "The part where the table top is broken is evenly cut."

"The bed post was also cut off by a sharp knife." Zhe Ying pointed to the bed post and a corner missing from the bed board, "Here was also cut by a sharp tool."

"This place is interesting..." Zhan Zhao began to look at the house.

On the side, Bai Xia patted Zhan Zhao's shoulder, and said, "Oh, it's better to find a haunted house than a corpse. It's a great blessing among misfortunes."

Zhan Zhao looks helplessly at Bai Xia.

Zhe Ying rubbed her chin, "Has it already become famous..."

Lin Yehuo poked at the side abruptly and said, "The corpse has already been picked up this morning."

Both Bai Xia and Bai Yutang looked at Zhan Zhao in surprise.

Zhan Zhao pointed to the three monks, and said to Bai Yutang, "These three and this house belong to you!"

"So, today you two picked up a corpse and the other picked up a haunted house?" Lin Yehuo looked at Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang and nodded, feeling, "You two are really...a perfect match...in every way. match!"