"Please stretch out your hand, benefactor!" master Duzhen saluted Wu Yi.
Wu Yi listens to his words and stretches out his right arm. He is not very strong, but his muscles and bones are clear and his strength is hidden.
Chen yanben is a thin scholar. It is only because Wu Yi joined the master and washed his muscles and cut his marrow that he has far more strength than ordinary people. That's why.
Master Duzhen shook his head and said, "it's not this hand, it's another hand!"
Wu Yi didn't think of master Duzhen at first, but now, master Duzhen said to look at his left hand. Wu Yi suddenly thought that in the past, the wise masters left a Buddha seal on the palm of his left hand.
This Buddha seal is the identity representative of Liu Chen's visitor Qing and also a means to protect his life. It is equivalent to a magic power to wisdom the masters. If there is a strong enemy, you can use it to protect yourself.
But this Buddha seal is engraved on his own person. Wu Yi is living in Chen Yan's body at the moment! He didn't reveal anything. Did master Duzhen spy on it? Or because they are all from Buddhism, they are much more sensitive.
What did master Duzhen see? Is it difficult to expose your identity like this? Wu Yi hesitated.
Just now, in full view of the public, Wu Yi had no room to turn around. He quietly promised, slowly stretched out his left arm, but clenched his fist. At this moment, Wu Yi has a glimmer of hope that master Duzhen will not notice this difference.
"Don't be nervous, benefactor. Open your mouth and fist," master Duzhen held Wu Yi's left hand, smiled on his cheek and looked kind.
Just hearing this, the last glimmer of hope in Wu Yi's heart was dashed.
He really saw it, not kidding.
Life and death have a destiny. Wealth lies in heaven. He can't care much. Wu Yi sighed secretly, narrowed his eyes and opened his fist.
Master Duzhen held Wu Yi's palm, looked at it for a few moments, shook his head, sighed, and slowly released Wu Yi's palm. At this moment, Wu Yi's palm was golden and dazzling. It was Buddha's light.
Everyone's eyes have changed. What does that mean?
That day, the leader of the rinan clan asked, "how about it, master?" not only the leader of the rinan clan, but others were confused at the moment, but the leader of the rinan clan was impatient and asked first.
"I've been chanting scriptures for many years. I didn't expect a fellow Taoist to be alive, but I didn't have the chance to see him. What a pity!"
Fellow, others may not know it. Wu Yi naturally knows it. What he said is that he has wised the masters and dares to call him a fellow. Is it difficult for him to be a Bodhisattva? Wu Yi has a heavy heart at the moment.
"Almsgiver, when I was young, did I meet a Buddhist?" master Duzhen asked directly, and did not hide it in front of everyone.
Even without looking back, Wu Yi can detect the subtle eyes behind him. Marshal Zhang Tianwen's thoughts about himself have become complicated.
If you don't answer this question well, I'm afraid everything you finally get will turn into a Qiu ruins.
Master Duzhen said that he was a fellow believer. At the moment, even if Wu Yi denied it, it didn't work, because under master Duzhen's great reputation, Wu Yi spoke softly. Even if he denied it, he didn't believe him.
What's more, Wu Yi's palm is still golden, and he can't hide it if he wants to hide it. Wu Yi can't understand what trick master Duzhen did to make the Buddha seal shine, and there is no fading trend at all.
In the current situation, Wu Yi is extremely passive.
As a last resort, Wu Yi described zhidu masters as a real person. Even though master Duzhen explored Wu Yi's heart with his heart, he didn't find anything different. As for others, there's no need to worry at all.
I don't know whether master Duzhen believed Wu Yi's words. Anyway, from the appearance, he listened with interest, but the old fox, who knows what he thinks.
After waiting for Wu Yiyan, master Duzhen said sincerely: "do you remember when I met this fellow Taoist priest? There is such a profound fellow Taoist priest alive. I am eager to see him and talk about the Tao! If so, I will die without regret!"
At this time, Wu Yi was hung on the stove to bake. Zhang Tianwen's suspicion of Wu Yi became more and more serious. Wu Yi felt the exclusion of the great pole Dynasty. It was like shouldering a huge mountain and pressing his chest.
"The boy is mortal, and everything he sees and hears is extremely vague. What he remembers now is just like a dream, a dream of Nanke. Where can he remember which day it is?"
"Do you remember where this fellow said he was going?" it seemed that master Duzhen still didn't give up.
Wu Yi can only fool him half true and half false. "The master only said that he traveled around time and space and did not enter the yin-yang world. How can the boy know the whereabouts of the guru!"
"Is that right?" master Duzhen murmured to himself, stopped asking Wu Yi, thought for himself, thanked Wu Yi, stopped talking and returned to his old posture.
It was also at this moment that people turned their eyes away from Wu Yi and looked at the real protagonist - Zhang Tianwen.
Zhang Tianwen smiled brightly and said, "unexpectedly, Buddhism has been in contact with our Dynasty for a long time! It seems that fate has been decided early. Maybe this meeting can have a good result!"
In a language, I don't know how many secret words fall in different people's ears. They all have different meanings. Some people pay attention to the front sentence, while others pay attention to the back sentence.
In Wu Yi's ears, Zhang Tianwen suspected that he was a spy buried by Buddhism.
But at the moment, everyone agrees with Zhang Tianwen. Of course, Wu Yi is not qualified to speak.
Zhang Tianwen walked with the chiefs of the five nationalities and master Duzhen. Wu Yi followed Zhang Tianwen without saying a word. At the moment, the most difficult thing is to guess Zhang Tianwen's mind and whether he is willing to believe Wu Yi. This is a matter of life and death.
He walked very slowly all the way and talked about many things. Most of them were Zhang Tianwen's mouth to talk about the customs of the north. This topic was also accessible to everyone present.
Zhang Tianwen seems to have calculated the time on purpose. After visiting langyankou like a mountain and water tour, he doesn't worry about being seen by foreigners. It's just noon.
It's time to have dinner. As a general rule of the dynasty, the dinner table is often the rehearsal and beginning of negotiations, which is the same for the northern tribes.
It's best if things can be solved at the dinner table. When drinking wine, many people's judgment and thinking will decline, and they may be able to win more benefits for themselves.
It's just that it's easy to have accidents on the table.