Comprehensive Wu: I have a large inn

Chapter 66 The 500 -year -old old monster

In the lobby of Xinghua Inn, an old man dressed by a coward sat in front of the table at the door and saw Su Yun walking over from the backyard, and hurriedly got up.

“Droming late at night, it is really not, please ask the shopkeeper for forgive me.”

The coward arched his hand towards Su Yun, and was guilty.

Su Yun stared at the coward for a long time and asked Zhou Yiruo: “You can see that he is from the mud Bodhisattva, why can’t I see it?”

After hearing that, Zhou Yiruo pointed at the bamboo basket on the ground, and a fiery monkey, he was looking at them with his head.

“When he came last time, I saw this monkey. Sister Dongfang said that the mud bodhisattva was good at being easy to be, so he concluded him.”

Zhou Yiruo said proudly that he looked at her in surprise, but he did not expect that sometimes his head was quite smart.

“Haha, please do not blame the shopkeeper.

After hearing Zhou Yiruo’s words, the mud bodhisattva hurriedly wiped the face on his face. A face of old and pustules appeared in front of everyone.

“God!”

Huang Rong, who came from the backyard, just saw this scene, and his little hand covered his mouth, obviously frightened.

Su Yun frowned, and he asked curiously: “How do you calculate, can I help you cure the disease? I am curious.”

Although it is known that the mud bodhisattva can be counted, it can be considered so accurate. Su Yun is still surprising.

The mud Bodhisattva saw Su Yun curious and smiled helplessly.

“Since the shopkeeper wants to listen, it is okay to say a few words, please sit down.”

The mud bodhisattva smiled at Su Yun and sat on the chair.

“As I said last time, a few months ago, I had calculated a hexagram for myself.

I knew that my life was ended, but my heart was unwilling, so I was hidden in the mountains, thinking of being able to be able to live.

In this life, there were too many planes, and the anger descended to condemnation. Although he was still alive, his body was already decaying, and his face was even more abominable.

Since that hexagram, heaven and earth will dominate me in the rivers and lakes.

Old age knows that when he finds me, it is when I break my life.

So before the month, I found that there was a way to live in the north.

Since then, the old church has been pretending to be, all the way north, and finally came to this Xinghua Town. After seeing the shopkeeper, the old man understood everything. ”

The mud bodhisattva’s face is calm, and the words are all about their own suffering.

But Su Yun still could hear the mist in the clouds, obviously he didn’t understand too much.

“Uh, I want to ask, how do you calculate, don’t ask you why, can you understand what I mean?”

Looking at the mud bodhisattva, Su Yun spread his hand and said.

Mud Bodhisattva signaled that Su Yun should not worry, he hadn’t finished saying it.

“The old -fashioned ability is derived from the Cry of the Scripture. This scripture is inherited in Cangjie, and then the hand of Xuan Zang is now in the hands of the old.

If the shopkeeper wants to learn, as long as he treats old -fashioned injuries, this scripture is bento as gifts. ”

The mud bodhisattva laughed very kindly, but in the eyes of others, it was very ugly.

“Sky Crying Sutra?”

Su Yun has never heard of this thing. Although he is a crossing person, he only knows that the mud bodhisattva is a hexagram. As for the inheritance, the TV series I watched before was not written.

“Uh, wait, do you say this day’s crying from Xuan Zang to your hand?”

Huang Rong looked at the mud bodhisattva in unbelievable face.

The mud bodhisattva nodded.

Huang Rong was shocked. He patted Su Yun’s shoulder and said, “I heard my father said that Master Xuanzang was silent five hundred years ago.”

Without waiting for Su Yun’s response, the mud bodhisattva laughed again: “Yes, if calculated, Master Xuanzang is my master. The old age is just 560 years old this year.”

“Nani?”

“What?”

Su Yun and Zhou Yiruo jumped straight, only Huang Rong was still calm.

“Five and sixty years old! Are you still people?”

Su Yun looked at the mud Bodhisattva, and he was a little panicked.

In his cognition, even the old Taoist priest on Mount Wudang was only more than a hundred years old.

In their five hundred years, it is certain that it is not a monster to become?

Seeing Su Yun’s panic, the mud bodhisattva smiled bitterly: “The method of cultivating the old practice is different from the martial arts of the rivers and lakes.

“After that, can I never become a master of martial arts after learning?”

Huang Rong asked interested.

The mud bodhisattva said with a smile: “No, the sky is crying, but it will not hinder the practice of martial arts. The old age is just a problem, so you can’t step into the martial arts.”

“So!”

Huang Rong looked at the mud bodhisattva very interested, and then pulled La Su Yun’s sleeves.

Su Yun asked curiously: “Do you want to learn?”

Huang Rong nodded, and Su Yun scared her after seeing it: “Are you not afraid to have pustules after learning?”

After this sentence, Huang Rong just mentioned his interest, instantly seemed to be broken with a pot of cold water.

Although she was very interested in the Crying Sutra, she suddenly shuddered when she saw the pustule on the mud bodhisattva.

“It’s okay, it’s okay!”

The mud bodhisattva hurriedly waved his hand.

He came this time, in addition to healing his own pain, there is a very important reason.

That is to find the next inheritor.

He has little time, and has been tired of living in the world for so many years.

When he cured the pain, he was ready to belong to ordinary.

The mud bodhisattva said to Su Yun: “Although the Crying Scriptures are jealous, they are also divided into people. Su shopkeeper’s life style, how hard it is, it is even more blessed. Condemned! ”

Hearing that Su Yun was speechless, meaning he was a cockroach.

After Huang Rong heard, his face was ashamed. Isn’t the old man mean that he had to learn the crying scriptures and marry Su Yun.

After looking at Su Yun, who looked at Zheng Shou, Huang Rong frowned, and said with his mouth, “I want to learn!”

“Learn to learn, what do you do so loudly.”

Su Yun glanced at Huang Rong in an anger, then looked at the pustules on the mud bodhisattva’s face, and touched it with his hands.

“The symptoms of blood poison are really difficult to solve. It is hard to imagine how you have survived these years.”

Su Yun shook his head, and his heart calculated the method of cracking.

The mud bodhisattva showed a bitter smile, referring to the fire monkey hidden in the bamboo basket: “Thanks to it, otherwise the old is already returning to the West.”

Su Yun looked at the fire monkey and laughed slightly: “It is not difficult to resolve blood poison, but need to take acupuncture within three consecutive days, and the treatment process is extremely painful. I have no needle here. If you are ready, you are ready , Come here tomorrow. ”

The mud bodhisattva nodded: “For so many years, this disease has long been tortured.

“Shopkeeper, isn’t Sister Dongfang have a needle?”

Without waiting for Su Yun to speak, Huang Rong said urgently that she wanted to study the Crying Scriptures earlier.

Su Yun patted Huang Rong’s head: “Can the embroidered needle compare with the gold needle? She is used for murder, and I want the needle for treatment!”

Hearing Su Yun’s words, Huang Rong pouted his mouth and didn’t speak.

After seeing the mud bodhisattva, he smiled, and he left the fire monkey to leave, and then seemed to think of something suddenly.

He took out an old book from his arms and said, “That day, Xiangyang and his party, the old is also there. Seeing that the shopkeeper seemed to be slightly familiar. This kendo Heart Sutra was once an old friend. , Today is also a gift to the fate. ”

Su Yun has been in ancient books. The book skin does not know what materials have been yellowed, and there is no book name. Only the four characters of “Dugu Seeking for defeat” are shocked.

(This chapter is finished)