Chapter 845

The Buddhist temple is deep and the wind is slow.

Under the ancient tree.

Pan Haodong looked at the wary immobile monk and couldn't help laughing. "Master, dare you ask your aunt's layman name, but her surname is Pan?"

"Good." The monk nodded.

Pan Haodong stressed, "my name is pan, too. I was in the same family with my aunt 5000 years ago."

“……”

The monk is silent.

It was a family five thousand years ago. Many people outside said that to the rich and powerful with the same surname, they just changed thousands to hundreds.

The same surname doesn't mean anything.

"My aunt is also called XiuXiu. Five thousand years ago, she lived in a small town ten miles away to the east of this ancient temple. When she went to the mountain to worship Buddha, she encountered mountain bandits and was saved by the little monk who went down the mountain to buy, that is, the master..."

Pan Haodong's words are true. Unlike before, he was full of anger. His eyes and words are false. However, the story is very wonderful and touching.

"Childe pan, you can't hide these things from the immortal Luo as long as you have a heart."

The immovable monk still doesn't believe that pan Haodong has a kinship with XiuXiu in his heart. If he does, he won't come to meet him until now.

After all, it is no secret that my aunt lived in the Wanhua forest in the mural Wonderland and built a daughter country herself.

Even if they were really aunts and nephews, they thought of meeting each other for so long, and their previous relationship was not much better.

"If you don't believe it, forget it."

Pan Haodong sighed and didn't bother to say more.

It doesn't matter whether the monk believes it or not. The urgent task is to find a way to persuade his aunt to complete the task of recognizing relatives, and then find a place to cultivate the injured spirit.

Looking at Pan Haodong who got up and left, the motionless monk shouted, "Mr. Pan, I wish you good luck."

……

"Childe, you'd better have some!"

"This is hell!"

"Childe."

Pan Haodong returned to the temple from the backyard. Zhu Xiaolian, who entered the fairyland in the painting, has returned.

At the moment, Zhu Xiaolian is standing in front of the mural, staring at the mural. Hou Xia holds a bowl of vegetarian rice and persuades the childe to eat. Behind them, there is an indifferent cook.

——Meng Longtan.

"No, it's her."

"Where's the door... Where's the door!"

Zhu Xiaolian nervously groped for the mural.

As soon as he returned to the temple from the mural, the door must be on the mural.

"Where's the door?"

"Where's the door?"

Zhu Xiaolian looked for a while and saw pan Haodong walking back to the temple. He hurriedly came forward and said, "brother pan, have you seen a door?"

"What door?"

"You should have seen the door just now. I want to go back to that place."

"Where?"

"A Taoist temple with only women..."

When Zhu Xiaolian said this, the rice man Meng Longtan became interested and interrupted, "isn't that heaven?"

Hou Xia followed closely and said, "young master, you are probably hungry and faint. Please have a fast meal!"

"I'm not hungry."

Zhu Xiaolian pulled aside the vegetarian meal delivered by the schoolboy, looked at Pan Haodong with hope and said, "brother pan, I met a bunch of beautiful women in that place. They had an accident. I have to go back. If you go with me, you will definitely meet your partner. Tell me, where was the door just now? "

A bunch of beautiful women?

Meng Longtan's eyes suddenly brightened, and he stopped eating, staring straight at Zhu Xiaolian.

Later Xia Zeyi looked worried and always felt that her childe was evil.

"Do you really want to go back?"

Pan Haodong's face gradually became solemn.

Zhu Xiaolian's eyes were firm and said, "something happened to miss peony. I must go back."

"OK, come with me!"

Pan Haodong flicked his hand, and the wall on his side suddenly turned into a door.

Zhu Xiaolian hurried in.

Hou Xia and Meng Longtan followed with vegetarian meals.

When pan Haodong stepped into the door, master Bu Dong came out of the backyard and looked at him calmly

"Is this where you say there are very women?"

"Where's the woman?"

A river bank covered with red moss was above the rubble.

Meng Longtan asked and looked around. Except for the good environment, no woman saw it.

He felt fooled.

I knew there would be such a place. It's better to stay in the ancient temple and rest.

"This way."

Zhu Xiaolian chose a direction according to his previous memory.

Hou Xia followed her with her luggage on her back and said, "childe, isn't this hell?"

Zhu Xiaolian was worried about peony and didn't reply. Instead, pan Haodong responded with interest: "you guessed right. This is hell, but it's different from what you think. This hell is a private hell. Ordinary people are not qualified to come in."

"I'm very ordinary, but I haven't come in yet."

Hou Xia knew himself very well and went back directly.

Pan Haodong shook his head and smiled without answering.

Hou Xia was lucky to follow in because Zhu Xiaolian was the son of fortune in the world.

Meng Longtan and Hou Xia are supporting roles. When necessary, they can die for Zhu Xiaolian at any time and block the knife for each other.

In one direction.

Zhu Xiaolian, Meng Longtan and Hou Xia, after walking for most of the day, couldn't stand their hunger and gathered on a stone to rest.

Hou Xia opened his luggage and took out a steamed bread and handed it to his son.

Zhu Xiaolian looked at the hungry Meng Longtan, broke off half and handed it over.

“……”

Hou Xia looked at childe and Meng Longtan, and then at Pan Haodong, who was sitting in front and silent. His expression was very tangled. After considering for ten seconds, he broke off the steamed bread in his hand and handed out less half.

Good character!

Pan Haodong gave a silent evaluation. Then he took out a roast chicken out of thin air and made four of them. He smiled and said, "your steamed bread has changed taste. Don't eat it. Be careful to have diarrhea for a while. Eat my, fresh roast chicken, fresh, juicy and chewy. "

"Mr. Pan, you don't have any luggage with you!" Meng Longtan took a quarter of the roast chicken and looked at it curiously while eating: "how did the roast chicken come from?"

"Didn't I say that before? I have made some achievements since I was a child... "Pan Haodong replied with a smile.

Zhu Xiaolian envied: "brother pan, your ability is really convenient. If I had the ability, I wouldn't have to take Hou Xia out to suffer together."

Pan Haodong said, "do you want to learn? I'll teach you. "

"What price do I have to pay?"

As a scholar, Zhu Xiaolian is very aware of the value of knowledge. For no reason, no one will teach you knowledge, not to mention Taoism?

"Recognize me as the eldest brother, and I will teach you to practice."

Pan Haodong was just on the spur of the moment.

Zhu Xiaolian, as the lucky son of the world, has a good cultivation talent. He can get a reward for his marriage and teach Taoism afterwards. When he has achieved success in cultivation, he can also harvest a young brother with good strength.

The deal is not a loss.

But before Zhu Xiaolian made a decision, he saw pan Haodong's extraordinary Meng Longtan at a glance, and couldn't wait to interrupt: "Mr. Pan, can I recognize you as the eldest brother? I also want to learn Taoism. I have a dream of becoming a Sword Fairy since I was a child... "