The dark light reflects the old face of the priest.
Those pupils stared at Wang When.
The chrysanthemum trembled by Wang Wan was shocked.
Steady stared at the priest, observed for a while, Wang Wan was a little confused.
The vertical pupil of this old man seems to be different from the pupils that Wang Wan saw before.
But I ca n’t tell where the difference is for a while.
The high priest beckoned towards Wang Wan, "Come over."
Wang Wan thought about walking towards the big priest.
Stopped two meters away from the priest.
In the hands of the big priest's hand, a futon was placed in front of Wang Wan.
"sit!"
Wang Di sat down and sat down.
"What is it?" The priest asked.
Wang Hen does not think about it.
"Xiang Feng!"
The priest smiled, "To be honest, there is no need to lie to me."
After looking at each other for a long time, Wang Wan was silent for a moment.
"Okay, my name is ... Liu Yuhu."
The priest shook his head and smiled, "Okay! Since I don't want to disclose the name, I will not ask."
Talking, the priest's body slowly leaned forward, and the dove of the dove in his hand put on Wang Wan's shoulder, and once again hooked Wang Wang to him.
The distance between the two is less than one meter.
The cold pupils stared at Wang Hard.
suddenly.
The great priest bombed at Wang Wi!
Under the anxiety, the king turned his eyes directly into a pupil.
By taking advantage of the opportunity to retreat.
The priest's pair of pupils stared at Wang Wei's vertical pupils.
Youyou laughs from the mouth of the priest again.
The priest stood up slowly with the dove stick.
Stand trembling and open his body to let the place where he just sat.
"You sit here."
Wang Wan was unknown, so he stared at the big priest, I don't know what the old Deng was engaged in the moth.
Large sacrifice priests have a smile, just like telling stories. "We here, before the end of the priests in the past, will tell the old story to the next generation of priests. That story is both a legend and a prophecy.
Our ancestors once encountered an unspeakable catastrophe. When we destroyed, a person appeared to turn the tide and save our tribe.
Before the benefactor left, he informed the king of my generation.
If one day, there is a young foreigner with pupils who comes here, then it will prove that the world will face an unprecedented catastrophe. The young man will be the person who will turn the tide during this catastrophe.
To cooperate with him, listen to him.
Before he left, he stayed with a word.
Shura is coming, the night of the night, the hell fire lotus reappears the world.
Ah Sanskin, the Bodhisattva is upside down, the Lord of Salvation of Yongzhen. "
The priest's tone was gentle and vicissitudes, and Wang Wan stunned when he heard the last two sentences.
Isn't these two sentences a prediction that I heard in Tibet before?
Talking, the priest sorted out his clothes and bent over at Wang Wi.
"Tian Pengyu Yang Chunlai, the great priest of the 157th generation, has seen the envoys on earth.
My tribe ... Ren Douzheng to send off! "
The priest held the dove stick with both hands and bent down at the king, and the back of his waist was bent down, and he seemed to be lower.
Wang Wan looked at the big priest.
The words of the town tribe just reappeared in their minds.
Just now Yang Chunlai, who had been here in his mouth, Wang Wan soon thought of a person.
Qiu Chi Guo!
But thinking about it, the timeline seems to be not right.
One was after a BC.
How do these two people stack together?
Wang Wan soon thought of a possibility.
Many people have seen Wang Wan, and asking Wang Wan more than once why Wang Wan is still alive.
There was a bold guess in Wang Wan's mind.
Oh shit!
Itchy head!
Feeling your mind!
Rewinding the eyes on the priest.
"How do you determine, I am that person, and the pupil people are more than one." Wang Wan asked.
The big priest still smiled with a bending waist, "We can feel that the last generation of the big priests told me before the end of his death, seeing the real town tribe, we will be in awe."
Wang Wan looked at the big priest, "I think you don't look like awe when you just do it."
The priest then laughed, "We only respect the town tribute to the town people! I think you should know that since ancient times, the people who have grown different pupils have a fears!
"
Wang Wan stared at the pair of pupils of the priest, and the priest worked hard to make himself stand a little bit. It seemed to see through Wang Wan's idea.
"Our pupils are naturally born, not formed by the day after tomorrow. In us, any unborn child will accept the blessing of the ancestors. If the child born is a pupil
priest."
Wang Wan finally understood where the different places were, and thoughts gradually returned to the topic just now. "How much do you know about the catastrophe?"
The big priest shook his head, "I know nothing, we only know that when the town tribe appeared in us, the disaster had surfaced, and the person who released the disaster had fallen into the dark and dormant."
The same is the same.
Yang Chunlai sat down with a dove stick, panting, a big limit.
He smiled at Wang Wan, "Old age, the town people make Mo to laugh, my legs and feet are inconvenient, troubled the town clan to help me call me Yang Huhuan, the village chief of Yangjia Village, please ask."
Wang Wan smiled at Yang Chunlai.
Turn around and walk outside the hall.
Go to the door of the hall.
Wang Wan suddenly turned around.
The priest is staring at this side.
Two pairs of vertical pupils look at the dark hall.
They all smiled at each other.
Wang Hen returned to its original state and came out of the hall.
Everyone outside looked at Wang Wan.
Various looks.
It is found that Wang Hard is intact.
Ma Baojia and Ma Weiguo jumped up and down, "What's going on? Why didn't the priest kill him?"
After seeing that Wang Wan was okay, Ma Sitong came over immediately and wanted to help Wang Wa's arm.
Wang Wan laughed, "It's okay, the big priest has cured my eyes."
"Ah?" Ma Sitong frowned for a moment, "Great!"
Wang Hard's gaze glanced below, "Who is called Yang Huhuan."
A middle -aged man wearing a large earrings below frowned and looked at Wang Hen, "It's me, what's wrong?"
"The priest calls you to go in!"
Others are whispering, I don't know what this is.
Wang Wan walked towards below, Zhen Yourong ran over, and wanted to help Wang Di but was avoided by Wang Di.
Zhen Yourong stunned for a moment, and had to come over to help, Wang Wan reached out and held Zhen Yourong's head, "My eyes are good! Don't help it! Thank you!"
"Ah? Why?" Zhen Yourong murmured his mouth and was a little disappointed.
But soon, Zhen You Rong raised his head and looked at Wang Hen, and he stood upright, "Brother Xiang Feng, can you see me now?"
Zhen Yourong looked up at Wang Hen, and tried to make his chest upright.
I would like to ask, which man doesn't like a luxury car with dazzling headlights.
Wang Wan opened his eyes away, "I saw it, just like what I guess."
"Wow! Really?"
"Um."
Zhen Yourong is like a fart with a fart, followed by Wang When's ass, one after another.
A few minutes later Yang Huhuan came out of it.
Another called another village chief went in.
After more than a dozen villagers in one after another.
The expression after everyone comes out is different.
Ma Fuzhen went in.
After a long time.
Ma Fuzhen came out of it, his brows frowned, his expression was heavy.
Looking at everyone below, the voice speaks a little hoarse.