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He felt a Buddhist breath from the young monk, not an ordinary monk, but a pure Buddhist monk's power.

This little monk is still a Buddhist practitioner.

Sensing Chu He's scrutinizing gaze, the little monk also turned his head to look over.

After sensing the Confucian aura on Chu He, he nodded as if he understood something.

Chu He was taken aback for a moment, then raised the wine glass on the table to gesture to the little monk, and the little monk also raised the teacup with a smile, without saying a word.

Chu He turned around, ate all the food and wine on the table, and then went upstairs.

"The aura of this benefactor is a bit familiar, like the aura of righteousness that came out of the ground just now." The little monk took a bite of the vegetable dish, thought for a while and shook his head with a smile, "Forget it, that aura of righteousness has already explained his He's not a big evil person, so I'd better stop meddling in my own business, little monk."

After the little monk finished eating, he stood up and thanked the waiter, and then prepared to leave the inn.

"Wait a minute, little master!" Just as the little monk was about to step out of the door, a voice of urging came out.

The little monk turned his head and saw a middle-aged man with a big belly came over.

"My benefactor, what can I do to stop the little monk?" The little monk clasped his hands together and saluted.

"Little master, I am a layman from Baiyun Temple in Linjiang County, and also the shopkeeper of this inn. I heard that the little master is a high-ranking student from the Sumeru Temple in Mount Jiezi, so I came to meet the little master." The fat layman was a little angry. Panting, it seems that he rushed over from another place in a hurry.

"It turned out to be senior brother, sorry for your disrespect," the little monk immediately performed a Buddhist salute, "Thank you for your help, I will listen to master's words and go down the mountain to practice. I just arrived in Linjiang County. If it weren't for senior brother, I don't know where I will go today." gone."

"Hey, little master, we are all Buddhists, so of course we have to help each other when we go out." The fat layman wiped the sweat from his face, "By the way, little master, where are we going to stay tonight?"

"This... the little monk naturally makes his home all over the world, and he can stay wherever he goes." The little monk thought for a while and said.

"Little master has nowhere to go tonight, why don't you just stay in my inn!" The fat layman looked at the little monk who was about to speak hesitantly, and immediately blocked his words, "Brother, I can still stay in the same room." What's more, there are not many monks in Linjiang County, meeting is fate, so instead of sleeping on the street, junior brother might as well stay here and make plans in the future!"

When the little monk saw that the fat layman said so, in order to let him clear up his grudges, he even used the title of brother and brother, so it was hard to refuse.

"Then the younger brother is bothering the older brother. I don't know the name of the older monk because the name of the little monk is Wu Xin?" asked the little monk Wu Xin.

"Hi! Master gave me the name of "Zhizhang", but I don't usually use this name." Fat Layman said with some depression as if he remembered something unspeakable.

"This... brother's master is really... different from ordinary people!" Wu Xin's face twitched, and he wanted to ask, brother, if you patted his bald head while master was reciting scriptures? Otherwise, why would I wear small shoes for you like this.

"Ah, junior brother, you see it's getting late now, senior brother is going back, junior brother should rest earlier." I don't know if he was shy, the fat layman hurriedly left the inn.

Wu Xin looked at the fat layman who had already run away, turned around and followed the waiter up the stairs, to the room arranged for him.

"Huh?" Chu He, who was practicing in the room, opened his eyes. He felt some movement next door, as if someone was practicing Buddhism and Taoism.

"It's probably that little monk!" Chu He shook his head, and stopped paying attention, and continued to close his eyes and start practicing. He wanted to enter the realm of full reading of the seventh grade as soon as possible, feeling the feeling that the Lingtai Wenquan had reached the limit, Chu He's face curved slightly.

"Huh?" In the next room, Wu Xin also felt the growing literary spirit, "It seems that it is the benefactor I met today."

Wu Xin was no longer distracted, and sat cross-legged on the bed, reciting Buddhist scriptures silently in his heart, and a faint Buddha light immediately filled the whole room.

...

The next day, Chu He opened his eyes, got up and stretched himself.

In one night, he expanded the Wenquan to the limit, and then compressed and condensed the Wenqi in the Lingtai, and the strength of the whole person was slightly improved.

It's a pity that he still hasn't broken through to the seventh-grade full reading level, but Chu He is sure that he will definitely be able to break through tonight!

Chu He stretched, walked out of the room with a relaxed expression, and came into the hall.

The little monk who came last night was already sitting in the hall, drinking porridge.

"Good morning, little master!" Chu He was in a good mood and took the initiative to say hello.

"Amitabha, good morning, benefactor, congratulations on your improvement in cultivation." The little monk also replied with a faint smile on his face.

"Xiaoer! Serve as usual!" Chu He greeted the waiter, and sat down at the table next to Wu Xin.

Soon, the waiter in the shop brought up the same breakfast as before, "Guests take it easy!"

Chu He whetted his appetite and swept away the food on the table.

Just when he was about to stand up, a figure sat beside Chu He. Chu He took a closer look and found that it was the little monk from before.

"Amitabha, this little monk is named Wu Xin, this benefactor, can I ask you some questions?"

"What's the question? You ask!" Chu He said briskly.

I didn't say that I would definitely answer you, Chu He didn't say this sentence.

He has already confirmed that this little monk is the one he and others met in the tunnel yesterday, as long as it is about the Black Dragon Gang, he intends to say that he does not know anything about it.

"That's right, benefactor, may I ask if there is any major event in Linjiang County recently?" Wu Xin asked while sitting next to Chu He.

"Huh? A big deal?" Chu He was taken aback for a moment. It turned out that he didn't come to Xingshi to inquire about his crimes, so it would be easy to handle. "Does youth poetry count?"

"Recently, Linjiang County is preparing to hold a youth poetry meeting, and invited all the young talents in Linjiang to participate. I wonder if this is a big event?" Chu He picked up the tea on the table and took a sip.

"Thank you for letting me know." Wu Xin thanked Chu He.

"No need to thank you, the whole Linjiang county knows about this now, you can find out just by asking on the street." Chu He waved his hand and said. Called, "Also, my name is Bailong, you can call me Bailong!"