After chatting with Zen Master Jueming for a while, he told me that I obviously feel that my cultivation has improved a lot recently, and I am a different person from more than a year ago.

But I didn't feel much change. Perhaps this is because the authorities are obsessed with bystanders.

Zen Master Jueming didn’t say much else, he just asked me to practice more with Yuankong, saying that he just eats fast and recites Buddha’s name in the temple, which is tantamount to working behind closed doors. , Only by seeing all kinds of phenomena can one achieve a positive result.

I responded, looked at Zen Master Jueming, and asked tentatively: "Chan Master Jueming, I want to ask you a question, I wonder if you can help me answer it."

"Tell me." Zen Master Jueming looked at me with a smile.

"I want to ask if Yuan Kong is the reincarnation of a powerful monk?"

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Zen Master Jueming's face suddenly disappeared. He looked at me for a long time before saying, "Did you find it, or did someone tell you?"

"Of course there is an expert with me. How can I see it? It seems that Yuankong is really the reincarnation of an eminent monk. Can you tell me in advance so that I can have a solid idea of ​​who he is? ?” I asked curiously.

At this time, Zen Master Jueming once again had the inherent smile on his face. He shook his head and said, "The Buddha said that you can't say it, you can't say it. When you know it, you will know it."

I was speechless for a while, these experts are all very mysterious, just like the old man like my master, if I ask, it's useless, listening to what they say is clouded.

But now that Zen Master Jueming has admitted that Yuan Kong is the reincarnation of an eminent monk, I have a solid foundation in my heart. When he wakes up in the future, he will not be the existence of Hang Zha Tian. With this great master by his side, there is nothing to be afraid of.

We didn't stay long in Lingjue Temple, we went directly from Jinling to southern Yunnan.

After arriving at Diannan Airport by plane, as soon as I got off the plane, I got in touch with Zhang Jialing who lied to Chen Fei, and asked her how to go next.

Zhang Jialing told me, let me go to a place called Manle Village in the south of Yunnan, which borders Myanmar, and she will send someone to pick us up when we get there.

I pretended to be very excited, and texted back to her: "It's great, I'm so happy when I think of making a lot of money soon, and I need Sister Zhang to take care of me in the future."

"Don't worry, it was all introduced by a friend. I will definitely not treat you badly. We will make a fortune together in the future. I hope to see you soon." Zhang Jialing replied with a message.

After getting off the plane, we transferred to the bus and finally arrived at this place called Manle Village after a very difficult winding mountain road.

When we got there, it was completely dark.

This is a very remote small village, separated from Myanmar by a river.

Standing on the side of the village, you can see the mountains on the other side of Myanmar.

There are stilted buildings everywhere in the village, with people living on the upper floor and pigs and chickens on the lower floor.

The village is surrounded by virgin forests, and few tourists come here.

When a few of us came to this village, many villagers came to watch, and suddenly felt that we were like monkeys in the zoo.

There are no hotels or hotels in the village, and most of the elderly in the village cannot speak Mandarin. The people in the village are mainly Aini and Blang, which are ethnic minorities in southern Yunnan. Surprisingly, most people here live by hunting, because there are virgin forests all around, there is very little land that can be cultivated, and there are banana trees everywhere.

I have to say that the people in this village are very honest, and many people warmly invited us to their homes.

After finally finding a young man in the village who could speak Mandarin, the sloppy Taoist priest went up and chatted with him for a while, saying that he would give us money and let him arrange a place for us to stay.

The young man's name was Che Er, and it was the first time I heard of such a strange name.

He said that he didn't need money, and he could go to his house as a guest, and there were very few guests in the village.

We readily agreed and went directly to Che Er's house.

Che Er was very enthusiastic, busy killing chickens and fish to entertain us.

Che Er has only one old woman, and she is also busy cooking with us.

While the two of them were busy, a few of us got together in the stilted building.

I took out my mobile phone and sent another message to Zhang Jialing, saying that I have arrived in Manle Village, when will I send someone to pick us up.

Zhang Jialing replied a text message saying, it's too late, let's find a place to stay first, and send someone over to pick us up tomorrow.

He responded to me like this, which made me a little worried.

I am worried that there are spies arranged by Zhang Jialing in Manle Village to monitor our every move.

It was agreed that only me and the sloppy Taoist priest would go, but I also brought Yuankong and Gu Haoran.

If he had known about it, maybe he wouldn't have sent someone over to pick us up.

I told a few of them about this, but Gu Haoran said carelessly: "Little Jie, you are overthinking, I have also heard of those fraud dens in Myanmar, they are very courageous, as long as they come out At the national border, when they arrive in Myanmar, they can keep as many people as they want, even if Sun Monkey goes there, he has to perform a monkey show."

A few of us chatted for a while and discussed the next plan.

To infiltrate the den of that fraudulent group, it must be me and the sloppy Taoist priest, and let Kasang, Yuankong and Gu Haoran meet us outside.

After sneaking into the den, Kassan will protect us in secret.

Once we start fighting with the other party, I will use the sound transmission talisman to notify Yuan Kong and let the two of them come over to help.

Of course, our main purpose is to save Chen Fei.

Before Chen Qiyan showed me and the sloppy Taoist priest a photo of Chen Fei.

She is a beautiful big sister around 30 years old, very recognizable.

After chatting for a while, Che Er called us to eat.

The dinner is very sumptuous, including chicken and fish, as well as local specialties, all of which are natural, the chickens are raised by ourselves, and the fish are fished in the river, which are very delicious.

All of us had swollen stomachs after eating, but Yuankong only ate a little fruit and vegetables, and when he saw us eating meat, he was still chanting sutras.

After eating and drinking, it was already late.

Che Er cleared out a room on the second floor and asked us to make do with the floor.

The sloppy Taoist priest came to me and asked me to take out some money and put it under the pillow. I can't eat and drink other people's things for free.

I said bitterly, "Lao Luo, I'm going to work in Myanmar tomorrow. You have the heart to ask me to pay for it, and you have it too. You pay for it yourself."

"Don't talk nonsense, I know that Uncle Huzi has prepared a lot of money for you, so hurry up and take it out, or else you'll be crushed!"

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