Refining Demon Tutuo

Chapter 389, Siming Sanren

The howling wind outside the house and the occasional crackling of the bonfire constantly disturbed the sleepless people.

Taoist nun Xixuan and the monk with the scarlet head were not stupid either. They saw the fisherman in Dongting's expression strange, and they quickly realized it.They calmly raised their vigilance.

The fisherman was an old Jiang Hu, afraid that people would see his flaws, he deliberately leaned against the wall and turned his face to the other side, pretending to be unintentional, and winked at the scarlet monk and Taoist nun Xixuan.

The two of them were connected with each other, and they both began to close their eyes and rest, pretending that nothing happened.

Time always passes too slowly.The dark night seems to never end.The fisherman was getting old, and there were so many things on his mind that he didn't dare to sleep too deeply.

Suddenly, a raving sound came through.

Everyone turned their heads and looked over, it was Master Ma who followed Ms. Song Yuhua.

Master Ma has a simple mind and doesn't have so many twists and turns.Although she has high martial arts skills, she lacks experience in the world.The death of two friends from the same school was a great blow to her.Along the way, she was depressed and didn't speak much.She didn't care about an uninvited guest at all, and fell asleep directly.

I don't know what she dreamed about in the dream, but she even started talking nonsense.

The fisherman knew it was not good.Everything out of control is caused by things out of control.He hastily gave a compliment to Taoist Xixuan.

The Taoist nun reached out to wake up the master, but heard a voice saying to him.

"Fellow Daoist, wait a minute!"

Xixuan's hand stopped in the air, and it was the old Toutuo who spoke.

Old Toutuo's voice was low. "People who have nightmares are awakened suddenly, and they are prone to lose their souls. This benefactor may have something difficult in his heart. Just let him wake up naturally, but don't call him."

Taoist Xixuan suppressed the anxiety in her heart, and said to Old Toutuo: "Thank you for reminding me, Master."

She wanted to interrupt Master Ma's nightmare, but she was afraid that if she did it too deliberately, it would arouse others' suspicion.While she was hesitating.Master Ma's raving voice became louder and louder.Her ramblings were mixed with gibberish and swearing and swearing.

Several people were in a hurry and were trying to countermeasure.Song Yuhua was awakened.Seeing the scene at this time, she hurriedly woke up Master Ma regardless of 21.

Taoist Xixuan and others had no time to stop them, and saw Master Ma woke up by Song Yuhua.

Song Yuhua kindly comforted her friend.

Master Ma was still in shock.Tears were streaming down an ugly face. She was a woman after all.After taking the water bottle handed over by Song Yuhua, he drank some water and looked better.

Seeing that Song Yuhua did not cause any trouble, Taoist Xixuan and the others breathed a sigh of relief.The fisherman thought, this Miss Song's character can occasionally do some good things.

However, he was too happy.

Maybe it was because of the undecided shock, Master Ma lost his mouth.

While Song Yuhua comforted her with words, he helped her refill some hot water.

Master Ma shook his head and waved his hands, signaling that he didn't want to drink any more.She said to Song Yuhua: "Miss Song, please do something."

Song Yuhua said: "Master Ma is from his own family, so he doesn't ask for anything."

"Please ask friends in the Jianghu to help me find out, what is the origin of the person who killed my two brothers, and which school is it? When we were fighting with that person, I heard him say that there is a teacher's inheritance. The two brothers can't die in vain. That person is arrogant and domineering, and his teacher is probably not very strong. After I find out, I will go to the door to seek justice."

Listening to Master Ma's words, the more she spoke, the more she understood. Dongting Yuweng and others couldn't stop her, so they hurriedly comforted her and went back to talk.

Taoist Xixuan took a sneak peek and found that Old Toutuo was squinting, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Seeing that the target didn't respond, several people comforted Master Ma with kind words.

Just as they were about to breathe a sigh of relief, they heard Lao Toutuo's voice.

"If some of the benefactors are free, you might as well enlighten this benefactor. This benefactor has too much demons in his heart. If he continues like this, he will easily get hysteria."

Reaching out his hand not to hit the smiling face, the old Toutuo began to warn, and the Dongting fishermen could only express their gratitude.When they talked, their smiles were a little ugly.

Old Toutuo smiled and said: "You are welcome. All benefactors are also from the martial arts. If you have time, you might as well listen to the poor monk's story. Perhaps the knot in this benefactor's heart can be untied after hearing the story of the poor monk. "

"This master——"

Old Toutuo didn't care whether everyone was willing to listen or not, he just started talking on his own.

"The poor monk calls himself Siming Sanren. The name of the layman has long been forgotten. I studied Buddhism and martial arts with a teacher since I was a child. The poor monk has not learned [-]% of the master's skills. I am really ashamed of my teacher. I thought that I would be like this At any rate, accept a successor to pass on the master's martial arts. Without thinking, I first accepted two disciples. Although their aptitude is good, it is a pity that their temperament is uncertain. Once they have a small achievement, they rush down the mountain to enjoy the wealth. Not only that, but also They often cause trouble. Although they intend to drive them out of the mountain gate, they are reluctant to part with ten years of hard work. The poor monk has no choice but to accept a third apprentice. This time, he does not ask about his qualifications, but only asks him to be like me. Originally When I introduced the three apprentices, the poor monk was satisfied. I want to entrust him with the mantle, and teach him carefully.

Who would have thought that people would change so fast.How many people can resist the temptation of prosperity in the world.After the three apprentices achieved a small degree of martial arts, although they did not venture into the world, they were also greedy for the world of mortals. "

Old Toutuo's voice was deep and deep, as if there was infinite sadness.His voice was not pleasant, but the story gradually attracted everyone's attention.

"The poor monk sees that the few apprentices are not doing well, so he has nothing to think about. As long as they don't cause trouble and can pass on the master's martial arts, the poor monk can make do with it. The poor monk is dying, and it is too late to teach new apprentice.

Who would have thought that something happened not long ago.Two disciples died one after another. I sent the third apprentice to deal with this matter. In the end, the third apprentice never returned.Poor, I have to go out of the mountain by myself with an old bone. "

When everyone first heard him tell stories, they didn't understand what was going on.However, as the story unfolded, the more they listened, the more their scalps became numb, and the things hidden in their hearts seemed to match one by one.

The fisherman and others were beating drums in their hearts, and the rest of them made eye contact a few times, and they all became alert.

"The poor monk's third apprentice is called Mingshi. He is not very good-looking, and he is very fat. When he walks in the rivers and lakes, he is also dressed as a tutao, holding a handy shovel and carrying a burden.

You are well informed, have you ever seen such a person? "

When Siming Sanren uttered the last sentence, the hearts of Taoist Xixuan and the others almost jumped into their throats.People around who were slow to respond also heard the problem.

The faces of the veterans did not change, and the faces of the young people were already very exciting.

Fortunately, the old Toutuo kept his eyes closed when he spoke, as if he didn't notice the movement on the other side.
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