The one in front was in his early forties, burly in stature and ordinary appearance. From his walking pace and posture, it can be seen that he possesses martial arts and is by no means an ordinary person. But the one behind is an old monk, not short, but very thin.
Sigu Hua's position was behind the old monk, and he could only see that his face was covered with wrinkles, and his expression was very exhausted. It was probably because he was traveling through mountains and rivers. The monk's robe on his body is very old and patched, but it is clean and tidy. Although from his appearance, he had walked a long way, but no matter it was a monk's robe or monk's shoes, it was not stained.
Obviously, before he came here, he had changed his whole body.
Most of the guests who came to mourn were from other places.
When they came to Emei, most of them were in the dust. Therefore, the clothes they wore would look a little dirty and messy, or they would come in a hurry.
Naturally, guests can come because of respect for Lady Flower, and no one cares about the clothes they wear.
However, this old monk looked very simple, but in order to express condolences to Ms. Hua, he deliberately changed into the neatest and cleanest clothes in his opinion.
Based on this alone, Sigu Hua felt a little more grateful for this old monk.
After the two monks worshipped the spiritual position, they were going to salute the adopted daughters of Ms. Flower, but the two of them turned around and walked straight toward the door, not following the usual etiquette. .
This abnormal behavior immediately attracted the attention of several adopted daughters.
Among them, the youngest Hua Qigu couldn't help but step forward and said, "I don't know where the two masters will come from, and respect their names?"
The middle-aged monk put his palms together at Huaqigu, leaning slightly, and said: "The monks travel around the world, they have no fixed place, and have no place. The secular name has long been forgotten, and there is no respect or greatness. Master and nobility. The elder sent was an old acquaintance. Today I heard that the elder passed away, so I came to visit.
Hua Qigu saw that the monk had an extraordinary manner in his speech. Although he was dressed in a simple and unpretentious manner, the piercing gaze revealed in his eyes and the confidence in the voice of his speech all showed that he must be a rare master.
However, Qigu Hua didn't know that Lady Hua had such an old friend.
Although Hua Qigu is only in her early twenties, she has followed Ms. Hua for so many years, and she knows all about her friends. However, these two monks have never even heard of it. heard about it. Hua Qigu was worried that this person was a friend she knew before she followed Ms. Hua, so she looked at Aunt Hua.
Among the seven people, Aunt Hua has been following Ms. Hua for thirty years. Naturally, most of her matters are well known.
But at this time, her face also showed a confused look, and she couldn't help but step forward, and said respectfully to the two monks: "Since it is Master's deceased, then please come to the back room for tea."
Although I don't know who the other party is, but seeing that they can come, they must know Miss Hua, otherwise, they won't rush over at this time.
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The middle-aged monk did not agree, his face was still calm, and his voice was calm and authentic: "The teacher just came to pay homage to the elders. Since he has already worshipped the elders, then I won't bother much and leave."
From beginning to end, the old monk never spoke, his face was full of wrinkles, but his expression was very calm, without the sad expression of other guests, as if he was just coming over to say hello to the living girl.
Aunt Hua looked at the old monk and saw that he was already over the past few years, and his shape was standing out, as if he could be blown down by a gust of wind. Aunt Hua originally thought that since this old monk is the master of the middle-aged monk, his skills should be good, but from his appearance, it seems that he has no martial arts at all, just like an ordinary old man.
Despite this, Aunt Hua still did not dare to neglect, and bowed to the old man, saying: "Please forgive the younger generation for his clumsy eyes, and did not recognize the senior. I don't know how this senior is called?"
The old monk slowly shook his head, and said in a hoarse voice: "You don't recognize Lao Na, you say the name, you have never heard of it, you don't need to say it." Then, he nodded to the middle-aged monk and said: "We Let's go."
The middle-aged monk immediately stepped forward and led the old monk again.
The four aunts of Hua who have been standing still, because they were thinking about things in their minds, didn't care what the few people were saying, just as a few people receiving condolence guests as usual.
It wasn't until this time that she inadvertently glanced at the two monks and found that the middle-aged monk was guiding the old monk very carefully, leading him to the door.
At that moment, Sigu Hua suddenly realized that the old monk was blind!
There was only a "boom" in the head of Hua Sigu, and she didn't have time to think about it. She almost took three steps in two steps, grabbing the door and blocking the two of them.
The middle-aged monk did not expect that the four aunts of Hua would suddenly come forward. He hurriedly stopped and pulled the old monk again, but he didn't show any unpleasant expression on his face. He just said calmly, "This donor, what else? thing?"
Sigu Hua did not pay attention to the middle-aged monk, but fixedly looked at the old monk with both eyes, hoping to find clues from his face. But to her disappointment, this old monk looked like an ordinary old man, without any superiority, and could not even see what he would look like when he was young.
The old monk seemed to feel something too, facing the direction of Sigu Hua, with a very indifferent expression on his face, and did not speak. And on his face, that kind of calm expression, as if nothing happened.
Sister Hua felt that her heart was about to jump out, even when she first saw Wuxia Qiao, her heart had never been so excited and nervous.
If she didn't guess wrong, then the old monk in front of her was the cousin "Jiujianxian" she had missed day and night that the old lady Hua had told her.
His condition is exactly as the flower lady said, blind in both eyes, lost martial arts, and became a monk, traveling around the world.
Unfortunately, time has changed everything. ..
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