Darama Bala responded in a dull voice. The innocent and cheerful expression on his face at first had disappeared. Between lowering his head and raising his head again, he seemed to have changed into another person. "Master told me to restrain myself," he said.
Mind, I just forgot about it."
Arnold felt a little embarrassed. She glanced at Zhenjin secretly and saw that Zhenjin still had no expression on his face. He still had a faint smile on his face, majestic yet gentle, and his eyes also showed the emotion of meeting his son this time.
He is so happy. However, he has always been like this, and it is difficult to see any changes if you don't look carefully.
"Two benefactors, please come with me." Darama Bala spoke again, his eyes having regained the faint calm unique to monks.
Following Darama Bala, we walked out of the misty forest and stepped onto a small hillside that was not very high. The hillside was not steep and the walk was not tiring. Standing below, you can hear the sounds from the temple more clearly.
From the sound of the bells, you can vaguely see the temple on the hillside. The temple is not big, there are not many buildings, and the house seems to have been around for a long time.
Upon entering the temple, Darama Bala immediately went to find Zen Master Haiyun to report, while Arnold and Nuo were arranged to rest in a Zen room in the temple.
First he drank some water to quench his thirst, and then a monk brought some simple food.
Arnold was indeed hungry. She ate up a fairly small steamed bun in a few mouthfuls and drank all the water in the teacup. Zhenjin also ate some simply, drank some tea and rested quietly.
After walking for so long, it is really not easy to find a place to rest.
Darama Bala came back not long after. This time, his otherworldly temperament was even more intense. He stood in front of Zhen Jin and said, "Master, please come over. He said that he has something to tell you."
Zhenjin opened his sleepy eyes, stood up, walked to the door and stopped again. He turned his head and looked at Arnold and frowned, "If you are tired, go and lie there for a while. I will let them prepare again later."
A Zen room is enough."
Arnold nodded in response and watched Zhenjin leave before getting up and closing the door. She was indeed very tired. At this time, her whole body was sore and tired, and her eyes began to feel dry and painful. She quickly walked to the bed
On the side, he lay down and fell asleep.
As Zhenjin said, the group of assassins naturally chased into the foggy forest, but it was a pity that the monk still let those people out. Fortunately, the group of assassins seemed to understand something and turned to guard the mountain.
Road intersection.
The sound of the temple bells is deep, with an indescribable Zen charm. The air in the mountains is refreshing, the scenery is beautiful, and your mood will become peaceful with such an environment.
Three days later, Hu Gechi finally rushed over. This was the second time that Arnold was still in danger after he sent someone to protect him. Now seeing Arnold again made him feel so guilty that he couldn't breathe.
Well, this time Arnold was not so embarrassed. The temple protected the two of them very well, Zhenjin's injury has fully recovered, and Arnold's body has also recovered.
The ancestor worship that lasted for nearly a month, with a total of fourteen assassinations, was finally over. The group of people bid farewell to Zen Master Haiyun and hurried back to the convoy. The convoy had already traveled a long distance, but fortunately it was not going very fast.
, and haven’t left the prairie yet.
When you come, when you return...it's completely different!