Jiu'er shook his head, nodded again, and looked at the great monk with guarded eyes. No matter who he was, whether he was a mortal or a practitioner, the way he looked at her was really not a very good one...
Although Jiu'er also felt that he was probably too worried. After all, from the very beginning, Wen Renjue's destination was directly at Lanruo Temple. He thought that he should still know something about this place... Although they were in Jiu'er
It seems that it is very abnormal.
These people don't look familiar.
It's like calling a great monk a master when he hears it. He has no name, no title, nothing.
The great monk calls Wenren Jue his benefactor. If he is said to be an eminent monk, everyone in the world will treat him the same, regardless of who is who. Therefore, it is reasonable to say that he is not named.
But unfortunately, the great monk knew that her surname was Ning, so he did not call her Donor Ning, but Miss Ning... Thinking about it carefully, the ear-splitting roar before was not made by the great monk in front of him. Probably,
It was the other of the two monks.
What’s strange is that several people who are completely strangers started talking about each other in specious and completely off-key terms when they met, but they all understood. The irony is that they probably didn’t even know what to call each other.
We walked around a path that was still overgrown with weeds and came to a bamboo forest. There was a pond in front of the bamboo forest. There were thick black water plants in the pond. Only near the dock on the shore, there was a blank space as big as a washbasin, which you could see.
To the crystal clear water.
On a night like this, it was a blessing that Jiu'er's eyes could see so carefully.
On the other side of the pond are two rooms, all made of wood, with wide open windows, and one of them has a faint light.
As soon as a few people arrived in front of the bamboo forest, the lights flickered, and then one of the doors opened.
"The presence of distinguished guests brings glory to the world."
Another great monk walked out slowly, holding an oil lamp in his hand. His voice was very soft, as if he had no energy. After speaking, he did not say hello to a few people, but directly held the lamp and pointed towards the person next to him.
Walk between rooms.
Through the light, Jiu'er could clearly see the great monk's long beard and eyebrows. However, she knew another thing more clearly, that is, the voice she heard before belonged to this man.