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"Young Mistress, can you let us rest for a bit?" a servant said.

"Sure, but I don't feel like paying the thousand yuan per person from before." Night Stream boasted.

Duan Chen was helpless. These people were found by Night Stream. He had neither basic ethics nor any training. However, the carrier at the foot of the mountain imitated the driver's way of addressing Night Stream and Duan Chenshen.

After sparring with the three porters for half a day and finally arriving, the three of them paid the service fee of 1000 yuan each but did not leave. Instead, they stayed to rest on the spot. Night Stream and Duan Chen walked for a distance before they reached their destination.

"Master! The creek has come to see you! " Ye Xi excitedly said. After entering the front hall of the monastery and finding no one around, he pulled Duan Chen Dui along with him and walked inside.

At this moment, the monks in Shaolin Temple were discussing the main road with Night Stream's master. However, this was only the beginning. The old Daoist Priest only had Liu Ming and his disciple on his side, while the monk only had three to four young monks. Hearing that the Night Stream had arrived, the old Daoist relaxed his wrinkled brow. With the small stream here, he could guarantee that he wouldn't lose today.

Night Stream stored the chicken legs and other food before bringing Duan Chenshuang to look for his master. When he just entered the main hall, he was stunned! What was going on? Isn't it only going to be starting next month? Why is everyone here now?

"Disciple's third disciple, Night Stream, greets Master!" Night Stream knew what to do when he saw the situation, so he went straight to his master for the standard disciple worship. Duan Chenyuan was stunned. He was only able to imitate Night Stream and say the same thing.

"Disciple Shui Dai's fifth disciple, Duan Chen, kowtows to meet my respected teacher." He had learned it well, but Night Stream was looking at Duan Chen Jing in embarrassment, causing him to be baffled.

"Duan Chenshuang, you're only an outer court disciple and I don't bestow anything to you, so you don't have to bow to me like this. Just like usual." The old Daoist said in all seriousness.

The old monk looked at Duan Chen Si and smiled, "Benefactor Duan, I haven't seen you for a long time. You are even more elegant now."

"Great Master's life saving grace cannot be repaid!" Duan Chen said while respectfully bowing.

It's nothing." The old monk still had a kind expression on his face. He turned around and said, "I've heard that there is a talent that only appears once in a hundred years. I never thought that it would actually be Almsgiver Ye. Such good fortune makes a fool out of people!

"I still need to thank the mages for their help before I can escape from this Sea of Bitterness." Night Stream said respectfully.

"Daoist Bai, I admit defeat today." The old monk turned to the old Taoist and said.

"Oh? This is rather unexpected. " The old Daoist laughed and said that he did not expect Ye Zichen to have such an expression on his face.

"Why don't we have a meal before leaving today?" The old Daoist urged him to stay. The monastery was the poorest of them all, unlike the temple where Xing Beihan had paid. In the monastery, only the old Daoist Priest was able to earn money. These few years, it was a bit better, as Nightmare also needed to eat powdered milk when he was young. If the old Daoist didn't have the money to buy something to worry about, he would make a pot of porridge and boil a pot of porridge. However, he could not keep up with his nutrition. The old Daoist carried a small brook on his back and used a hoe to dig all over the place. All sorts of tonics were grinded into powder mixed with porridge. It wasn't easy for her to grow up, but at the same time, she was also a fool. In the end, she realized that her mind was probably simple and honest like hers.

"Daoist Bai is treating us to a meal? Naturally, I can't refuse it! " The old monk said in surprise. The old Daoist was in a very good mood. He waved his hand and asked Night Stream to bring out all the food he had brought. They were all meat! The old monk laughed involuntarily, but he still ate! When the disciples saw that the abbot was eating, they naturally took action as well. The old Daoist saw the monk eating meat and drinking wine so he let out a sigh and also began to eat.

Duan Chen and Night Stream watched on from the side and were slightly stupefied. Aren't these monks unable to eat meat?

"Thank you for the hospitality." The monks left satisfied. However, the old Daoist felt his heart ache, "My meat!" "My chicken leg!"

"Master? They? "Why?" Night Stream pointed at the back of the monks as he spoke incoherently.

"The meat and wine passed through his intestines. Lord Buddha's heart remained." The old Daoist Priest withdrew his attitude and said with a sigh.

"Then what about you, Master?" Duan Chen asked.

"I'm free and unrestrained. What do I want?" The old Daoist said with a distressed expression on his face.

"Master, do you think it's better to be a free and unrestrained person, or to be a person who has had his guts pierced through with wine and meat?" Night Stream, who was hugging his legs, squatted on a chair and said.

"I don't have that much consideration. Do you know why I don't eat anything that your junior brother or senior brother sends, and eat yours alone?" The old Daoist asked. Zixuan listened attentively. Every time he brought back something, his master would not know about it, except for his senior sister.

"I don't know." Night Stream shook his head.

"I know that!" Suddenly, a voice came from outside the door. He saw a middle-aged man wearing a suit with an eight mirror around his neck, looking like a cunning merchant walk in. When he entered the door, he originally even took off his shoes, but when he saw Duan Chen, he jumped back into his shoes. Laughing, he said, "I'm the one that didn't move, my shoes were the first! "Hehe!"

"Let me introduce you, this is my husband. "At the end of Duan Chen!" "Yes." Night Stream jumped down from the chair and pointed at Duan Chen Dui. This is my Big Senior, the one nicknamed the God Operator is him! " Then he whispered into Duan Chen's ears, "Actually, he's just a swindler, a swindler with ten sentences and nine sentences!" Duan Chen smiled as he shook hands with Eldest Senior Brother, "Nice to meet you!"

"Eldest Senior Brother, tell me, do you know why Master only uses the things that Senior Sister brought and is unwilling to use the things that we brought?" Zi Xuan asked.

This, you don't know what's normal." The eldest senior brother took a sip of tea and said, "When junior sister went up the mountain, she was only this big! Yes, it was that big. I was only twelve at the time. I fought with a monk in the Shaolin Temple and was punished by my master a hundred times over. Half a month later, I saw Master carrying Junior Sister in his left hand and using his right hand to fan the stove to make porridge. " The Eldest Senior Martial Brother took a sip of tea and sighed as he spoke. As for this matter, Night Stream did not know as he listened with his eyes wide open. Then, how can a child drink this porridge to nourish himself? After that, Junior Martial Sister was so weak that she could not even cry. Then the master became anxious and fed him several times a day, but it was still not enough. "It's no use!" "The old Taoist went out with a chicken leg. Night Stream looked at the old Taoist and then back at Eldest Brother.

"Then I got sick. My master dug out a ginseng from the path of medicinal herbs. My junior sister became weaker and weaker, so my master put the ginseng into a pot of porridge and stewed it. A few days later! Every day I would laugh at Master, Master is unwilling to part with Junior Sister, and he would not be at ease with me. During the night, he had sewn a big bag with the kind of inner pocket that held both his Junior Sister and the medicine he had dug out. There was a day of heavy rain! I'll wait outside the door. The two haven't come back yet! "I was worried, so I prepared a pot of ginger soup and waited for the two of them to come back." At this point, Nighteyes' eyes widened in tears, but he did not sob.

"Then Master came back. The little junior sister had fallen asleep while the master had been warming her with his inner force. It was a good thing that he dug out a stalk of ginseng that day, otherwise … Master will be crippled. " The Eldest Senior Brother said nothing more, only looking at the Night Stream and sighing.

"Does Master think that you have to think so much about your own child since you grew up by yourself? We give things to suffer karma, junior sister called filial piety. Can it be the same? " The Eldest Senior Brother was somewhat upset. "I think that Master has given me as much as a small stream."

"Master!" Night Stream cried, and could not bear it any longer. While crying, he went out to look for his master. He didn't know what his master wanted, but at least it was all for the Night Stream.

"My good disciple, don't cry. Isn't Master still so good? "Look at my thick internal energy and strong body." The old Daoist wiped his oily hands on his clothes as he hugged Night Stream and comforted him.

"I'm sorry master, I shouldn't have pulled your beard. I shouldn't have angered you so much that you wouldn't listen to your words, and instead made you sad all day long. " The stream of the night sobbed as it spoke.

"Well, don't cry. If she continued to cry, it would not look good! "My disciple is definitely the prettiest woman in Wu Lin!" The old Daoist comforted her. He knew that as long as he praised his disciple's beauty, she would definitely laugh.

"Hmph, I was originally. "Hum, hum, hum!" Night Stream patted his Han suit as he spoke.

"Did you and Duan Chen Duo get married?" the old man asked, blushing.

"Hm ~ ~ That's right!" "What's wrong?" Nightedge asked in confusion.

"What?" "Why didn't you get a master to be your witness when you got married?" Eldest Senior Brother, Junior Brother and Duan Chenshen came out from behind and said.

Ah!" "This, that, my late husband!" Night Stream did not know what to say, and in a moment of desperation, he closed his eyes and shouted.

"Master, we have ended the ceremony in the West. The traditional Chinese ceremony has not been completed yet! " Duan Chen said with a smile. As he said that, he took out his phone and sent a short message to his bodyguard, preparing for a wedding! The location of Master Night Stream's Daoist monastery was quick!

"Eldest Senior Brother, if I let you be my host, would I give you a million yuan?" Duan Chen asked as he turned around to look at his eldest senior brother.

"F * ck!" The Eldest Senior Brother's eyes lit up as he said.

"Fourth senior brother, I'll tell you the location of an expert with a saber. Can you help me carry the bridal sedan?" Xing Beihan turned to ask.

"There's no need for experts, I agree." Zi Xuan pondered for a moment before replying.

"Thank you!" Duan Chen Duo said while bowing.

The Eldest Senior Brother turned around and asked curiously, "Junior Brother?" What's wrong? You actually don't want to challenge experts anymore? "

"I see what I should be living." Zi Xuan said.

"What is it? "He actually saw through it?" The Eldest Senior Brother said with a smile.

"En!" Zi Xuan nodded, then turned around and left.

Duan ChenDuo smiled as he looked at Night Stream and the old Daoist Priest before turning around to leave as well, preparing the wedding and the necessities. All Night Stream needed was a wedding. He only needed to wait, so what he needed to do was his business. Pure love was probably the love between him and Night Stream.