I Have A Great Inn

In the lobby of Apricot Flower Inn, an old man dressed as a woodcutter was sitting at the table opposite the door when he saw Su Yun coming from the backyard and got up quickly.

“It’s really inappropriate to disturb you late at night. Please forgive me from the shopkeeper.”

The woodcutter cupped the hands towards Su Yun, feeling very guilty.

Su Yun stared at the woodcutter for a long time, then asked Zhou Zhiruo: “How do you know he is from Clay Bodhisattva, why can’t I see it?”

hearing This, Zhou Zhiruo pointed to the bamboo basket on the ground, a red monkey with its head open, looking at them.

“I saw this monkey the last time he came. Elder Sister Dongfang said that Clay Bodhisattva is good at disguising, so I concluded he was.”

Zhou Zhiruo Saying her own opinion proudly, Su Yun looked at her with a surprised expression, didn’t expect that sometimes her head is quite clever.

“Haha, please don’t blame the shopkeeper. The old man had to change his face.”

After hearing Zhou Zhiruo’s words, Clay Bodhisattva quickly wiped it all over his face, An old and pus-filled face appeared in front of everyone.

“What the hell!”

Huang Rong, who ran from the backyard, just saw this scene and covered her mouth with her little hands, obviously frightened.

Su Yun frowned, he curiously asked: “How did you figure it out, can I help treat you? I’m curious.”

Although I know that Clay Bodhisattva can figure it out, But to be able to count so accurately, Su Yun was quite surprised.

Clay Bodhisattva smiled helplessly when she saw Su Yun’s curiosity.

“Since the shopkeeper wants to listen, it’s okay for the old man to say a few more words, please sit down.”

Clay Bodhisattva laughed at Su Yun and sat down on the chair.

“As I said last time, the old man calculated a divination for himself a few months ago.

He knew that his fate was coming to an end, but he was unwilling, so he hid In the middle of the mountains, I thought I could do it, but I was left to live.

Old man in this life, Divulge the will of heaven too much, Heavenly Retribution, although he is still alive, his body is already rotten, and his face is even worse Abominable.

After that divination, Heaven and Earth will dominate the world to find me.

The old man knows that when he finds me, it is also me At the time of my life.

So before more than a month ago, I again fortunetellers and found my way of life in the north.

Since then, the old man disguised himself and went all the way north, and finally came When I got to Apricot Flower Town and saw the shopkeeper, the old man understood everything.”

Clay Bodhisattva showed a calm expression and explained his difficulties word by word.

But Su Yun was still confused, obviously not quite understanding.

“Uh, that, I wanted to ask, how did you calculate it, not why you calculated it, can you understand what I mean?”

Looking at Clay Bodhisattva , Su Yun said, spreading his hands.

Clay Bodhisattva motioned to Su Yun not to worry, he didn’t finish.

“The ability of an old man comes from the Heavenly Crying Sutra. This Sutra was inherited in Cangjie, then passed through the hands of Xuanzang, and now it is in the hands of the old man.

If shopkeeper If you want to learn, as long as the old man’s injury is healed, this sutra will be given as a gift.”

Clay Bodhisattva smiled very kindly, but in the eyes of others, it was very ugly.

“Heaven’s Crying Sutra?”

Su Yun has never heard of this. Although he is a transmigrator, he only knows that Clay Bodhisattva is a fortune teller. As for inheritance , it was not written on the TV series I watched before.

“Uh, wait, you said that the Sutra of Cry was passed on from Xuanzang to you today?”

Huang Rong looked at Clay Bodhisattva in disbelief and asked.

Clay Bodhisattva nods.

Huang Rong was stunned, patted Su Yun’s shoulder and said, “I heard from my father that Master Xuanzang passed away five hundred years ago.”

Su Yun didn’t wait for a response. , Clay Bodhisattva said again with a smile: “Yes, if you count, Master Xuanzang is my master, the old man just turned five hundred and sixty this year.”

“Nani?”

“What?”

Su Yun and Zhou Zhiruo jumped in fright,

only Huang Rong remained calm.

“Five hundred and sixty years old! Are you still human?”

Su Yun looked at Clay Bodhisattva with inexplicable panic.

In his knowledge, even the Old Daoist Priest on Wudang Mountain is only over a hundred years old.

These five hundred years old, are you sure it’s not some kind of monster?

Clay Bodhisattva saw Su Yun’s flustered look and said with a bitter smile: “old man cultivation method, which is different from Jianghu martial arts, Tiankujing does not cultivate Inner Strength True Qi, only cultivates karma, covering Heaven’s secrets are also abandoned by heaven.”

“Isn’t it possible that after learning, you will no longer be able to become a martial arts expert?”

Huang Rong asked with interest.

Clay Bodhisattva said with a smile: “No, the gods cry through the karma, but it will not hinder the martial arts Cultivation. The old man is only his own problem, so he can’t step into the martial arts.”

“That’s it!”

Huang Rong looked at Clay Bodhisattva with great interest, and then pulled Su Yun’s sleeve.

Su Yun curiously asked: “Do you want to learn?”

Huang Rong nodded, Su Yun frightened her when she saw it: “Aren’t you afraid of having pustules all over your body after you learn? “

After saying these words, Huang Rong’s interest in just now seemed to be broken by a basin of cold water.

Although she was very interested in the Heavenly Cry Sutra, when she saw the pustules on Clay Bodhisattva’s face, she suddenly shuddered again.

“It’s okay, it’s okay!”

Clay Bodhisattva waved his hand hastily.

He came this time for another very important reason besides healing his own pain.

That is to find the next Inheritor.

He has time is limited, and he has been tired of living for so many years.

When the pain is healed, he is ready to return to normal.

Clay Bodhisattva said to Su Yun: “Although the God of Crying Sutra is envied by the heavens, it also divides people. The life of Shopkeeper Su’s wife is so hard, and he is even more blessed. The people around you are naturally not subject to Heavenly Retribution!”

hearing this, Su Yun was speechless, meaning that he was a cockroach.

Huang Rong was embarrassed and angry when she heard it. Does this old man mean that she wants to learn how to cry this day and marry Su Yun.

Looking at Su Yun who was stunned, Huang Rong frowned, pouted and said, “I want to learn!”

“Learn as soon as you learn, why are you so loud.”

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Su Yun glanced at Huang Rong angrily, then looked at the abscess on Clay Bodhisattva’s face and touched it with his hand.

“The disease of blood poisoning is really hard to solve, unimaginable, how did you survive all these years.”

Su Yun shook his head, figuring out how to solve it.

Clay Bodhisattva hearing this showed a wry smile, pointed to the fire monkey hidden in the bamboo basket and said, “Thanks to it, otherwise the old man would have returned to the west.”

Su Yun looked Looking at the fire monkey, said with a slight smile: “It’s not difficult to detoxify the blood poison, but you need to take acupuncture for three consecutive days, and the treatment process is very painful. I don’t have any needles here. If you are ready, Come over at any time tomorrow.”

Clay Bodhisattva nodded and said: “For so many years, the old man who has been tortured by this disease is better to die, and the old man can endure the pain of trifling!”

“The shopkeeper, doesn’t Elder Sister Dongfang have needles?”

Before Su Yun could speak, Huang Rong said urgently, she really wanted to study the sutra of the Heavenly Cry earlier.

Su Yun patted Huang Rong’s head and said, “Can embroidery needles be compared to gold needles? She used them to kill people, but I want a needle to cure diseases!”

Listen When it came to Su Yun, Huang Rong pouted and did not speak.

Clay Bodhisattva laughed after seeing it, picked up the fire monkey and was about to leave, then seemed to suddenly remember something.

He took out an old book from his arms and said: “The old man was there in Xiangyang that day. Seeing Shopkeeper Su, it seems that sword dao is a little familiar. This sword Dao Heart Sutra was once a book. The thing of an old friend, which has been buried here for many years, can be considered as a gift to a fated person today.”

Su Yun took over the ancient book, the cover of which was made of unknown material and had already turned yellow and had no title. There were only four big characters, “Dugu seeks defeat”, and Su Yun was frightened when he saw it.