The world is busy and the sea of people is vast.
From time to time, Jian Nanchun wore the name of Tianjian Sect and walked in the world. He saw too many, too many, too many people of all kinds.
He shouldn't have had an impression of two children he passed by just a week later.
But that day,
that street,
In that rain,
That punch,
It left a deep impression on Jian Nanchun.
So much so that whenever it rains heavily, he will recall the fear of the eggs being destroyed and people being killed.
After he recognized Yi Lin,
I subconsciously crossed my legs,
Even though the pain between my legs is gone now,
But somehow, looking at this innocent face, he felt a faint pain there.
"why you?"
Jian Nanchun was in a bad mood and asked with a straight face.
After recognizing Yi Lin, Jian Nanchun raised Wang Xiaohu in his hand a few centimeters. By the way, he also recognized Wang Xiaohu.
It turned out to be these two boys.
After thinking about it carefully, Jian Nanchun felt that something was wrong.
It was a chance encounter, but now we meet, why does it feel more like a conspiracy theory?
Yi Lin lowered his head and replied in a calm tone: "If I say it's a coincidence, the Immortal won't believe it."
Jian Nanchun was about to ask.
The iceberg beauty who was called "junior sister" by Jian Nanchun, with a pair of beautiful crescent eyebrows frowning slightly, asked in a cold voice with an emotionless voice that made people feel as if they were fidgeting with bone spurs growing on their butt: "Chang Daqing?"
Where is the princess?"
Jian Nanchun's attention was instantly diverted from the origins of Yi Lin and Wang Xiaohu. When faced with the question from his junior sister, Jian Nanchun replied calmly: "Sister, don't worry, with senior brother taking action, you don't need to worry about the safety of Princess Daqing.
"
"lead the way."
From the beginning to the end, the junior sister did not even look at Yi Lin and Wang Xiaohu.
"What about them?"
Jian Nanchun shook Wang Xiaohu in his hand.
"what ever."
The junior sister was obviously angry.
Jian Nanchun imagined the junior sister's emotions from her expression, tone, and eyes.
Immediately, Jian Nanchun thought for a moment, and before he asked clearly, he would not let the two of them go like this, so he picked up one in each hand and flew towards the Golden Temple in a gust of wind.
Senior Sister Bingshan followed closely behind. Before she took off on the spot, Yi Lin noticed that the woman raised her hand slightly, and a gust of wind blew by. The fire that was blown up in the woods was extinguished at once, avoiding a fire.
Tragic mountain fires.
"Is this the ability of high-level monks?"
Yi Lin remained silent, pretending to be a good child, and was held in Jian Nanchun's hands. But he was secretly observing the two of them, pondering their personalities.
Now we have successfully established a connection with Tianjianmen. Yilin can't tell whether this connection is good or bad at the moment. But they have hooked up after all, right? This is a good start. Next, Yilin decides to play it by ear.
, take a look and then talk.
"How did you get caught?"
Yi Lin was held up by his collar, and he simply took a ride on the "Jian Nanchun". Feeling at ease, he held his hands and chatted with Wang Xiaohu next to him.
"Brother Lin, aren't I thinking about going on a heroic journey to save people?"
Wang Xiaohu failed to act on his first appearance in the world, and his frustration was written all over his face.
Acting chivalrously?
Yi Lin was stunned.
What else was he thinking of asking? Jian Nanchun and Junior Sister Bingshan flew to the top of the mountain in the blink of an eye. Jian Nanchun casually threw the two aside, leaving behind a sentence: "You can stay here in peace while Junior Sister and I enter the temple."
,Wait a minute, I have something to ask you."
Jian Nanchun glanced at Yi Lin, with neither joy nor sadness on his face, and turned to lead his junior sister to find the princess.
In his heart, business matters are of course more important.
As for Yi Lin and Wang Xiaohu, they cannot cause any trouble, so they should be left aside for now.
Inside the Golden Temple, corpses were everywhere, and the smell of blood penetrated their noses along with the mountain wind.
After Jian Nanchun and the two men half-walked away and entered the Golden Temple in full force, Yi Lin calmly asked Wang Xiaohu and finally understood the cause and effect of the whole incident.
turn out to be.
From that day on, Wang Xiaohu followed Yi Lin's command and stayed in the grass, watching the changes.
But he didn't understand the actual situation at all, and he didn't know that there were other people living in the grass. He worked hard for two days and two nights, but nothing happened.
Wang Xiaohu didn't even bring dry food or fresh water in his luggage.
He was hungry for two days, and when he was thirsty, he sucked the dew on the leaves, which surprisingly kept Wang Xiaohu alive.
Just now, shortly after nightfall, Wang Xiaohu finally couldn't bear it anymore, but he didn't know where Yi Lin was, so he swung his legs dizzily and climbed up towards the Golden Temple.
It was a shame that Wang Xiaohu had been strong and talented since he was a child. Even after being hungry for two days, he was forced to hold his breath and climb up the mountain alive.
After arduously climbing to the entrance of the Golden Temple, Wang Xiaohu finally stopped in Bengbu. He rolled his eyes and fainted from hunger.
Several monks were patrolling at the gate of the Golden Temple and found Wang Xiaohu lying on the roadside due to hunger. The monks were compassionate and carried Wang Xiaohu into the temple, fed him food and fresh water, and brought Wang Xiaohu back to life.
The monks from Dali Temple knew very well that they were under siege. Among the monks in Dali Temple, one of the most virtuous and respected monks came to interrogate him, but after questioning him, he somehow fell in love with Wang Xiaohu.
He directly advised Wang Xiaohu, "The world of mortals is a sea of suffering, and the sea of suffering is boundless. Only by taking refuge in my Buddha can you be liberated." The implication was that he wanted to persuade Wang Xiaohu to become a monk, become a monk with honor, and become a monk who does not possess meat and fish.
Later, while Wang Xiaohu righteously rejected the eminent monk's hard work and kindness, he also directly struck, imitating Yi Lin's throwing stones to ask for directions, and found out the current predicament of Dali Temple. Wang Xiaohu, who was grateful to the monks for their kindness, felt heroic.
Suddenly, he decided to help the monks tide over the difficulties.
A few hours later, a scene of hundreds of people attacking the mountain took place.
Wang Xiaohu used the grenades given by Yi Lin to explode everywhere, and combined with the Buddhist skills of the monks, he actually cut a bloody path.
But Wang Xiaohu is an ordinary person after all. In this chaotic situation, it is difficult to have the final say. The monks of Dali Temple died and were injured in the chaos, which was terrible.
Then, Jian Nanchun came on the scene and easily controlled the situation, and the offender died under the sword in a snap.
"Brother Lin, the whole thing is like this."
Wang Xiaohu still felt a little uncomfortable when he thought about the deaths of those monks. Even after he was out of danger, he shook his head and sighed, but there was still no sign of relief on his face.
He finally experienced for himself what the story of Uncle Niu said: "The rivers and lakes are dangerous and the sword has no eyes."
Listening to the story narrated by Wang Xiaohu himself, Yi Lin felt like she was listening to a story.
Ah this?
Wang Xiaohu's experience in these three days was actually so touching and soul-stirring?
If placed elsewhere, wouldn’t it be a proper protagonist-level experience?
It seems a bit outrageous.
But Yi Lin also figured out why Voldemort, who had planned to attack the Golden Temple, suddenly couldn't stand still and took action one after another.
It turns out it was because of Wang Xiaohu.
They squatted for three days and were already at the stage of being wary of each other. But they didn't expect that Wang Xiaohu broke the rules and rushed up alone. This of course made them unable to squat any longer, so they spontaneously launched a general attack. Amidst mutual suspicion,
, one side suspected that the other side did not follow the rules, and the other side suspected that the other side did not follow the martial ethics, and eventually it evolved into a situation of fighting each other.
Yi Lin really wanted to laugh, but she couldn't.
at this time.
The sound of footsteps was heard from the temple. Yi Lin suddenly stopped talking to Wang Xiaohu and turned her eyes to the direction where the footsteps came from.
I saw Jian Nanchun and Junior Sister Bingshan walking out.
The two of them walked side by side, their clothes fluttering, and they looked a bit like a Taoist couple.
And right behind them, there was an old monk, with a gleam on his bald forehead, and only an empty socket in his left eye, which was still bleeding out. As he walked, he was looking casually into his own eye.
Wrap gauze around and cover the wound around the eye.
Next to the old monk, there was a fair-skinned young monk who looked like he was fifteen or sixteen years old. He had a big smile, good-looking features, red lips and white teeth. However, he did not have the ring scar on his forehead like ordinary monks. He looked a bit nondescript. In the case of the young monk,
In his hand, he held a brocade bag tightly. Everyone could see that this bag was very important to him.
As soon as he saw the old monk coming out, Wang Xiaohu first subconsciously shrank behind Yi Lin, then reacted, took the initiative to meet him, and asked with concern: "Master Kuye, are your eyes okay?"
When Wang Xiaohu came up to greet him.
Yi Lin's eyes fell on the face of the young monk next to Master Kuye.
While Yi Lin was looking at the little monk, the little monk also noticed Yi Lin's eyes and looked at Yi Lin.