"Elder Martial Brother, Elder Martial Brother, Shifu's illness has happened again..."
When he was young, Jiang Liuer cried while running to the back mountain. His childish voice spread from the ruined temple to the back mountain. Zhao Yuan, who was busy counting goods in the back mountain, was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly came to the ruined temple.
Pushing aside the old monk's bedroom, Zhao Yuan saw the old monk lying on the bed with a pale face. He rushed to the old monk and took out a stone with a horse drawn from his arms: "Master, you can let me cure you. It will be OK, trust me."
"No, I know your intentions and your methods must be effective, but I can't use them," the old monk gently put his hand on Zhao Yuan's head
"But..." Zhao Yuan looked at the old monk's face and didn't insist. "Do you have any wish?"
"Take good care of Jiangliu'er in the future. His fate is never in his hands. He is still young, so I don't trust him..."
Zhao Yuan tearfully looked at the old monk who had gradually lost his voice, covered his mouth with his hand, and his shoulders were constantly shaking.
The young Jiangliuer has not experienced this yet. Watching his master leave him forever is also crying loudly. Finally, he cried and fainted.
But when Jiangliuer fainted, the old monk, who had lost his voice, suddenly opened his eyes: "Is that enough? My experiment has been stalled for seven years, and the saints and Hongjun have been taken away by the divinity. I can't help but want to see what potential the world's creatures can break out in despair."
Zhao Yuan gently wiped the corner of his eyes and waved impatiently: "Go ahead. After all, absorbing experience is the most important thing. After all, this is just a whim for me to visit the West."
Watching his magic self disappear from front of him, Zhao Yuan took Jiangliuer lying on the ground to his bed. He didn't have the patience to wait for him to wake up. After posing in a better position, he simply shook Jiangliuer gently with the charm in his hand.
As soon as Jiangliuer opened his eyes, he saw that his elder martial brother was sitting on the bench beside the bed, with his head propped up, dozing off. Looking at the sky outside, it was about the same time as he had fainted. It seemed that he had been guarding himself for at least one day and one night. It seemed that he was still loved by someone. Thinking of this, Jiangliuer could not help but feel a warm current in his heart, I feel a little better because of the death of Master.
Jiangliu'er poked Zhao Yuan's arm gently with his finger: "Elder Martial Brother... Shifu..."
"Master has passed away."
"Then we..."
"Little Liuer, do you want to continue to be a monk?"
"I don't know..."
"That's what I want." Zhao Yuan had made up his mind to separate from Jiang Liuer, so he directly concluded, "I have some things to do next, and I can't take you with me. I'll send you to a nearby temple to become a monk first, and I'll come back to see you when I finish my work."
After saying that, Zhao Yuan took Jiang Liuer to clean up, and then took him to the nearest temple.
"Buddha! This is a born Buddha. Do you really want to become a monk here?"
Zhao Yuan obviously underestimated the attraction of Jin Chanzi's reincarnation to monks in the world. He had planned to spend some money to make people in this temple accept the river. But he did not expect that although the abbot of this temple was just an ordinary person, he obviously had a profound study of Buddhism. He was thrilled when he met him.
Zhao Yuan put his hands together, but did not recite the Buddha's name: "Yes, my master has passed away, and I need to go out to work to realize my master's wishes. I am not sure that I will leave my younger martial brother alone in the temple, so I have to ask the abbot to take him in."
"It's a great honor. I will accept him as my disciple. Please rest assured."
"In that case, please allow me to stay for one day, and I will leave tomorrow at sunrise."
When Zhao Yuan and Jiang Liuer returned to the room they had arranged in the evening, Zhao Yuan waved and arranged a simple array in the room to avoid the next thing being known by the monks in the temple.
Zhao Yuan sat on the bed and said to the lost Jiangliuer, "Xiaoliuer, I will leave tomorrow. Before I leave, I will send you something to ensure your safety."
Jiang Liuer quickly waved his hand: "I don't need anything. My elder martial brother has taken care of me for so many years. The monks in this temple are also very kind. I don't think they can use it. The elder martial brother will leave soon. If you have anything, you'd better leave it for yourself in case you need it from time to time."
Zhao Yuan touched the head of Jiangliuer, and said, "Don't worry, they are all small things that I can't use. The master said that you have many disasters in your life. Although you can save the day, I only hope you can live a safe life without disaster. I left them to reassure myself."
In the end, Jiangliuer is very interested in the little things Zhao Yuan brought out: "Well, what do you have for me, Elder Martial Brother?"
Zhao Yuan put his hand into the void, and constantly took out some strange things from the void: "You know, Xiao Liuer, the elder martial brother likes to travel around the world when he is free, so he also collected some interesting things, and I selected some suitable ones for you.
Look at these twelve charms. They all come from a monster who calls himself the Holy Lord. Each has its own effect. They have reached the level of immortal tools. I will put them into your body later, and you will understand how to use them.
This mask also comes from the same world. You can summon some slaves with it. Although they are useless, they can only move in the shadow, but they are only human level, but they can still be used to beat the hand and run errands.
In this jar is a snack called Xiandou. After eating it, you can recover your injury and replenish your strength.
I caught a mosquito and refined it from its body. It is said that it is the same thing as Buddha's Jiupin Lotus Platform. I don't know whether it is true or not.
I robbed these twenty-four beads from an old monk... Well, in exchange, I'll just string you a rosary.
And these five are fairy balls, in which I sealed five mythical beasts, green dragons, white tigers, red finches, basalt and unicorns, all of which are golden immortals. They can be regarded as bodyguards for you.
This Taoist robe is a good thing. It rained blood five years ago, seven times in a row... Oh, you are a monk, and it's not suitable for me to wear Taoist robes, so I will keep it myself, but you can keep this plate for begging in the future. "
