Chapter 151

Southeast China, Dai state, Qingda, the time is in the early morning of the second midnight.

There are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street, and more and more people have found a place to sleep after a noisy day. Seeing that the business has been deserted, the small businessmen of the night stand began to do the last work of the night - closing.

Stall vendors have no specific awareness of seasonal work. They don't know how many seasonal light data are. If business is good today, say good. If business is bad tomorrow, say bad. Save money and live day by day.

After a hard day, I dragged my tired body and began to pack up tables, chairs, benches and kitchen utensils for meals. Before the morning light appeared, I went home early, and maybe I could get a good sleep in the morning.

"Master..."

The little boss, who was packing up with his last effort, saw a monk coming up. He quickly put his hands together, bowed slightly and said respectfully in Dai language.

Dai regards Buddhism as the national religion, and most of its people are loyal Buddhist believers. The little boss saw that the monk's eyes were bright and full of compassion and love, and his attitude became more and more respectful.

Zhuling smiled and said in pure Dai language, "we came from a distance and passed here. How can we get to the location of the red temple?"

Funny to say, Zhuling vowed to know the road, but it has been ten years since he last came to the southeast mainland. In the past ten years, Dai has developed too fast, and the roads and buildings have been changed beyond recognition.

Although the general orientation is still there, Xiao Yang followed Zhuling for a long time and still couldn't find the legendary red temple. Xiao Yang saw that although the monk didn't pretend to be profound, he still looked at the profound monk and looked more and more embarrassed. He held back his smile all the way and almost died.

After looking for it for a long time, Zhuling finally gave up and went to the road to ask a vendor who had lived in Qingda for some years.

Red temple is a well-known chain industry in Dai, blooming everywhere, but in the view of capable people, it is actually a capable organization scattered all over the country.

Ordinary people can't imagine the background under the shadow of the red temple. They only know that it is a temple with great fame and great hope for incense.

Of course, the little boss knows the red temple. As a simple believer, he doesn't know this famous temple in the southeast continent.

The little boss respectfully restrained himself, pointed to a road with a smile and said, "please go ahead and turn around tianmang mountain."

Zhuling suddenly realized that the road ahead is tianmang mountain. He knew he would go down sullenly. Why let this boy laugh for a long time.

Of course Xiao Yang didn't dare to laugh. Zhuling came to show him the way out of kindness. He really laughed. He was not authentic.

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The red temple is nestled in an excellent mountain depression at the foot of tianmang mountain. Although Buddhists do not like Feng Shui, they actually have more poisonous eyes than anyone. All the land they recognize is a treasure among all, not to mention the red temple, a rich and powerful first ability organization of Dai.

Dai officials built a special road for the red temple in the remote place of tianmang mountain according to the standards of international expressway. Although it is nominally said to be tourism, in Xiao Yang's view, this is only a disguised right transaction.

Xiao Yang and Zhu Ling naturally don't need to take a taxi to the red temple. Of course, in the middle of the night, they have to look for a car for a long time. When the local day is bright.

Without Leah to make soy sauce, Xiao Yang and Zhu Ling are much more agile. Looking for a remote place, Xiao Yang carries the boxing style of the boxing emperor, and flies along the side of the highway, which is obviously a high-speed road, but it has been changed into an ordinary road.

Zhuling doesn't have the ability to fly. Although the control of molecules allows him to resist the sky, he needs a lot of mental energy to fly at high speed for a long time. Xiao Yang naturally didn't want one to become a drag bottle before he arrived at the red temple. He simply put his hand on Zhuling's shoulder and flew in mid air.

"Your ability is really wonderful..."

During the flight, Zhuling sighed inexplicably.

Xiao Yang pushed his nose and face and said in his heart, nonsense. It was passed on to me by ancient creatures. Isn't it wonderful!

However, no matter how happy I am, I dare not say the secret casually.

Xiao Yang turned his face and smiled, flattering each other. He was also idle, "your ability is powerful, molecules... I never thought that someone in this world could control such fine particles..."

It's true that a person who can control molecules can decompose whatever he wants. Although molecules are not the most basic particles in the physical sense, it's still difficult to turn stone into gold, but it's more than enough for gold panning.

That's right... The monk won't go to the gold rush to earn extra money when he's fine... Xiao Yang thought of it dirty.

Zhuling's eyes were dark. He didn't know what he thought and was silent for half a minute.

"In fact, this ability is a very troublesome thing. There have been many abilities of our kind in history, but there was no such physical knowledge in ancient times. Most people suddenly feel more after awakening, there are countless breathing sounds around, and they went crazy soon..."

Xiao Yang's expression is also dark. Controlling the molecule means that he can feel the life in the molecule. He imagines that there is always a ghostly heartbeat around him when eating, drinking and sleeping. He is crazy. Zhu Ling can live soberly. He wants to have a lot to do with the popularization of modern physical knowledge and his seclusion and practice of Buddhist sayings.

It's a fluke to survive

"I thought I could make a fortune with this ability..." Xiao Yang smiled.

"What?"

Xiao Yang spoke too quickly. Zhuling was still silent and didn't aftertaste it.

Xiao Yang shook his head, smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Zhuling was short of eyes. He seemed to think of Xiao Yang's words and smiled bitterly, "younger martial brother used to have this idea, but it seems that Qin Meng paid attention to it. At that time, I was still meditating in the back mountain. In order not to be crazy by the breathing sound in the air, master tried his best and even planned to make me deaf..."

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"At that time..." Zhu Ling sighed, with endless bitterness in his memory, "almost really going crazy."

"I was an orphan. I was brought up by master when I was a child. Master is a powerful person. I saw my ability type before I woke up. So before I woke up, he forced me to study hard or... Mathematics, physics and chemistry, which are not related to Buddhism."

"Er......" Xiao Yang didn't know what to say.

Zhuling smiled. When he did these things, he felt very bitter. Now he thought it was the simplest and happy time in his life. He really knew what to complain about in the future. Endless suffering, the sound of breathing stopped for a long time, and slowly began to appear auditory hallucination. Fortunately, master had expected that no matter what he said or did, he would understand and then happily opened the way.

In order for the young Zhuling to calm down and read scriptures, master gave up practice and sat beside him every day, waiting for Zhuling to develop the habit of loving reading scriptures. The most warm thing is that in order to let him read science books that have nothing to do with scriptures, the old monk over 60 years old not only hired special teachers, but even sat beside him and understood the profound meaning of science with Zhuling with his already inflexible thinking.

"Zhuling... Books are very simple and have no profound meaning. Books are just the product of human wisdom. Some of them look bitter and can't be studied, just because there are many more contents we don't know, or they are too rigorous... Being rigorous is not a bad thing..."

Whenever Zhuling scratched his head and ears in order to do a problem, the old monk carefully enlightened him.

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"What kind of feeling is auditory hallucination..." Xiao Yang looked up at the moon. It's about to be the Mid Autumn Festival. Don't say, the moon abroad is really round

Zhuling smiled. "At first, he was very upset. If he wasn't surrounded by people who knew the root and the bottom, most people would choose to laugh at each other. For young people, this was a fatal blow."

"I can survive, most of them still rely on master..." Zhu Ling said faintly, but his tone was full of tenderness, "In addition to teaching me the knowledge and making my younger martial brothers develop the thinking response of 'no matter how ridiculous I do, don't laugh at me' since childhood, master suppressed the time of awakening on me. After I mastered the basic science knowledge and understood the Buddhist Zen language, I slowly woke up..."

Suppress awakening!

Xiao Yang was shocked. Mount Wutai is worthy of being one of the three mountains in China. Unexpectedly, someone can resist the will of the "God". Although the will of the "God" is sometimes very weak, for ordinary people, the weakest divine power is as strong as Mount Tai.

It seemed that he saw through what Xiao Yang was thinking. Zhuling smiled faintly, his eyes were clear and said, "master... It's really powerful!"

Shit, I can boast myself. I've seen you for the first time!

Xiao Yang was speechless. He was praised by Zhu Ling. He really wanted to meet the legendary old monk immediately and see if he had three heads and six arms!

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On the deserted mountain road, there are few vehicles, and the moonlight shines with the lights on the road.

Xiao Yang hid in the mountain forest and walked along the dense jungle. His eyes floated to the looming wide road from time to time. If he deviated slightly, he immediately corrected it.

"Someone is coming this way!"

Zhuling's eyes coagulated and his voice was a little indifferent.

Xiao Yang immediately bent his fist and stopped on the branch of a huge tree.

It is definitely not ordinary people, evolutionists or ancient warriors who can make Zhuling take it so seriously.

Zhuling took a surprised look at Xiao Yang's ability to bend in the air, but now is not the time to ask this question.

Zhuling paused and said seriously, "I'm an ancient warrior. I'm fast. Two thousand meters, three minutes!"

Xiao Yang looked along Zhuling's eyes, and his eyes became more murderous. When he went to the red temple today, he was supposed to discuss the matter of Jianghai. He didn't intend to break up with the red temple. Now he doesn't have any psychological burden to kill.

In order to hide his action, Xiao Yang deliberately restrained his breath, so unless the other party is only a few hundred meters away from him, so that he can just reflect the limit distance in danger, Xiao Yang can't detect the arrival of the other party.

But Zhuling is different. The molecular sensing ability enables him to clearly feel the smell of each other when the wind is downwind.

Fortunately, the wind came from the red temple tonight.