Chapter 717
The old monk pushed the door open and closed it again, leaving the old lady alone in the room.
I didn't dare look outside for fear of being discovered.
At this moment, I suddenly heard a voice saying:
"Donor, stop hiding."
"Donor? Who to call?"
"You're not calling me, are you?"
Before I could react, the old monk suddenly walked up to me and was startled.
"Donor, it's cold, why don't you come inside with me to warm yourself up by the fire."
Now that I have been seen, I am no longer hiding.
I saluted and said, "Well, Master, I'm here to see Grandma Zhang." After that, I pointed to the hut.
The old monk smiled and shook his head and said: "Don't disturb her. If you have any questions in your mind, I will help you answer them."
I looked at the small room with the door closed, and went to another room with the old monk.
There is no furniture, the decoration is very simple, there is only a water tank, a pit, a table and a few chairs.
There was a fire burning in the room, which was brighter than the light outside. Only then did I fully see what the old monk looked like.
In addition to his short stature and wrinkled face with his eyes closed, I also noticed one thing: the old monk had two small eyes under his earlobes.
I couldn't help but ask: "Um... I'd like to take the liberty of asking Master, are you a boy or a girl?"
Realizing that what I said might be a bit unpleasant, I quickly added, "Don't think too much about it, I'm just asking casually, you don't have to answer."
"Haha...it doesn't matter."
The old monk smiled and answered me: "What's a man, what's a girlfriend? A man's body is female, and a woman's body is male, just like the Skanda Bodhisattva in the house. When it casts down demons and eliminates demons, it has a male phase, and when it rescues suffering people, it has a female phase. , no need to divide."
"Donor, don't talk about Huilan, let's talk about you."
"Talk about me? What do I have to talk about? You don't seem to know me, right?" I didn't understand what he said.
The old monk nodded and continued, "I don't know you, but I can see that you are burdened with karma and sins. My Buddha said that saving a person's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Donor, if you stay in my Wei Tuomiao, You can avoid the disaster of this life.”
"ah?"
I understood this time, so I waved my hand and said forget it.
Good guy, you old monk asked me, Xiang Yunfeng, to become a monk.
That's not okay, life should be free and easy. I'm not married yet, and I haven't spent so much money in my card yet. Forget it, I'll get rid of you quickly.
After hearing what I said, the old monk smiled and shook his head, as if he had expected what I would say.
After warming the fire for a while, he suddenly said: "The time has come, let's go see Huilan."
After following him out, the old monk stopped outside the house for two minutes and slowly pushed open the wooden door with both hands.
The candles that were lit in the room were extinguished at some point. They were dark and invisible, but the aroma of burning could be smelled in the room.
I stretched out my hand and said, "It's too dark, Master. Is there a light? If there is no light, just light a candle."
A flame lit up in the darkness, and the old monk struck a match.
He lit the candle with a match, and the room gradually became brighter.
"I!"
The moment I first lit the candle, when I saw the scene in the room, I was immediately frightened and backed away, my face turned pale!
A thick rope was hung from the beam and tied in a knot. The old lady's neck was tied in a loop, her hands were drooped, her head was tilted to one side, and her face was white and purple! Hanged...
"Save...save people quickly!"
I reacted and ran over to save the person.
The old monk stopped me and said, "No need, donor, it's already too late."
I looked up blankly at the hanging old lady.
The hanged person does not stick out his tongue and closes his eyes, but his face turns purple.
"donor."
At this time, the old monk reached out and took out a piece of paper from his clothes. The paper was folded into small squares.
He stretched out his hand to me and said, "Huilan looked away. Everything is over. She has nothing to do with this thing anymore, so I will leave it to you."
I took the note and opened it, and saw two lines of small words like this.
"The Iron Buddha is here."
"South factory area, old textile room, basement level, warehouse No. 6, among the cotton piles."
