"Huh?"
This sound interrupted Su Mo’s thoughts.
There are really living people in the valley where dragons are buried!
Su Mo pushed the door and saw a young novice monk sitting cross-legged on a futon with his hands folded and an ancient book lightly recited.
Su Mo Zheng slightly.
In the valley where he wants to bury the dragon, the living must be a great person, but he is such a young little monk.
At present, the realm of little novice monk should not exceed the realm of then.
Su Moxiu is not in sight, but he is still there.
Little novice monk seems to have some sleep. He stops chanting and turns his head.
These eyes are as clear as water as if they can reflect a red heart!
Little novice monk smiled and stood up with his hands folded and said, "benefactor, you are awake."
Before Su Mo left, he bowed down and said, "Thank you for saving your life in Su Mo."
"Donors don’t have to be like this."
Little novice monk said with a smile, "It was the master and his old man’s house who noticed that the little monk brought the benefactor back."
"Master?"
Sue ink tone with a hint of surprise.
So it seems that there is no small novice monk at the bottom of this dragon burial valley!
Little novice monk nodded and his eyes rested on the hall not far away, saying, "But Master is closed for the time being."
Not far away, the door of the Ursa Major Hall is closed.
Sumo nodded and asked, "How long have I been in a coma?"
"More than a month"
Sue ink silently sip sip lips feel some bitter corners of the mouth.
Because of all the repairs, his body’s self-healing ability has also fallen badly. He failed to recover from this injury for more than a month!
After a little silence, Su Mo asked again, "How long will it take Master You to get out?"
"Little monk doesn’t know"
Little novice monk shook his head and said, "It may be a day, a year or a hundred years."
"In one hundred …"
Su Mo wry smile
Aware of Sumo’s disappointment, the little novice monk comforted him seriously, "You don’t have to worry, benefactor. Time flies like a blink of an eye."
Little novice monk looks like a teenager.
These words come out of his mouth, which is really neither fish nor fowl, and it seems a bit strange.
Little novice monk added, "If the benefactor feels like chatting, he can look through the Buddhist scriptures at will. These Buddhist scriptures are profound and contain the secrets of heaven and earth, and even if he is poor, he may not be able to glimpse the meaning."
"There is poverty in the classics, and once you immerse yourself in it, you will pass a hundred years before you know it."
Little novice monk said it was easy, but Sumo was really not interested.
Su Mo refused the little novice monk’s kindness and nodded and smiled. He looked around and looked around.
There are not many buildings in this courtyard, but there are two.
One is the sutra depository, and the other is the Hall of Great Heroes, which doesn’t even have a meditation room.
This is a crude ancient temple.
Old and old!
Only two buildings look very old, and I don’t know how many storms they have experienced, and they are full of traces of time.
Planning two vegetable gardens in front of the main hall is only a trace of green vitality
The gate of the ancient temple is in tatters, and it seems that it will collapse at any moment when the wind blows and creaks and rattles.
"How can there be such a strange ancient temple at the bottom of the buried dragon valley?"
Sue ink look some vacant.