Jiang Wuchen smiled and said, "the master is also a man of temperament. There is a big gap between steamed 18. I just don't know if the steamed 18 I brewed can get into the master's mouth. Zhong Bo takes some."

Zhong Bo immediately got up and went out. He took out a box of steamed wine from Maybach's trunk. The box was specially made of wood strips. All the ceramic wine cans made by Lingbao hall were used in it. A can of wine is about a kilo.

When the wooden box was carried over, Zhong Bo opened it and suddenly a strange fragrance came.

The big monk brightened his eyes and said, "yes, that's the smell." then he picked up a bottle, pulled open the wine stopper, smelled it carefully, and enjoyed the intoxicated expression on his face.

Then the monk put down the wine bottle, washed the Chinese toon sprouts, chopped them, beat seven or eight stupid eggs, put the brown rapeseed oil into the pot, and then began to stir fry.

A few minutes later, a fried egg with Chinese toon sprouts was ready, and then fried peanuts.

Outside, Jiang Wuchen, Zhong Bo and Jiang Zongcheng built a table not far from the thatched cottage. The table is very simple. A boulder is used as the base, and the plane of the boulder is flat.

A broken tabletop was placed on the flat boulder surface, and then four simple benches were made by chopping and chopping with a wooden knife next to it.

"At least you don't have to squat to eat and drink in the future." Jiang Wuchen smiled.

The big monk came out with a plate and was very satisfied with the simple table. At the moment, the sun was warm, shining on people, and the south wind was blowing. It was not so cold.

Four people sat down, steamed 18, one bottle for each person, and two plates were placed in front of them. Toona sinensis sprouts had a special taste. Jiang Wuchen ate it for the first time, but it was a little uncomfortable.

However, he soon found that this kind of Chinese toon sprout is really a good dish for drinking. It is mixed with steaming for 18 hours to open people's taste in an instant.

The big monk drank half a bottle of wine in one breath, his cheeks were a little ruddy, and he kept hitting his tongue, "that's the taste, that's the taste..."

Then he stood up, picked up the wooden box brought by Zhong Bo and ran to the side of the thatched cottage, where there was a broken iron pot covered on the ground.

The iron pot was pushed away, and there was a cellar below.

The monk took a step forward and jumped straight down.

Zhong Bo was surprised, then stood up, walked forward and looked down.

Just then, the monk pulled out the shallots and suddenly jumped up from the cellar, "have a drink, hee hee." then he ran to the table and sat down again.

The monk looks a little nervous, but he can't find fault with his actions, and his cultivation is unusual.

Jiang Wuchen can't feel any vitality in him!

However, the monk is really a cultivator. It can be seen that the monk's accomplishments are far above Jiang Wuchen, and he must have some origin, but the monk doesn't say, Jiang Wuchen didn't ask for a moment, and it's not good to keep asking.

But for one thing, it is also of great benefit to him to leave Jiang Zongcheng here.

After drinking the wine and eating the Chinese toon sprouts, Jiang Wuchen was ready to leave. Then he bowed his hands and said, "monk, I'm leaving. My grandfather stays here. Please take care of him."

"No problem, no problem." the monk stammered. He only drank half a bottle of steamed bread for eighteen and his tongue grew big.

Jiang Wuchen and Zhong Bo get up, "Grandpa, I'm leaving. Before I leave, I'll kowtow to you." Jiang Wuchen kneels down to Jiang Zongcheng, kowtows to him, and then gets up.

The big monk was moved. "Good grandson, you are so sensible and filial. Don't go. I'll give you a small gift."

"Gift?" Jiang Wuchen raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "monk, you are poor and jingling. Do you still give me a gift?"

The monk ran into the thatched cottage and soon came out. In his hand, there was a Buddha bead the size of a quail egg. The Buddha bead looked like an ordinary glass bead and was transparent. There was another hole in the middle, which was penetrated by a red thread rope.

But the red rope is dark. It may have been worn on the beads for many years.

The rope is ordinary, but this bead is not ordinary. Jiang Wuchen felt a touch of Yuan spirit on this bead.

This spirit of Yuan spirit is very weak. If it is not for the strong perception of the spirit of Yuan spirit, it can't be detected at all.

"What is this bead?" Jiang Wuchen looks at the monk.

"Great mercy bead!" said the monk, "you wear it on your body. This bead can help you resist a disaster, son. Remember my words. Don't go to that woman."

When he said this, the big monk looked serious and could see that he was very serious.

After taking the bead, Jiang Wuchen and Zhong Bo left Nanshan Temple and returned to Jiang's manor. On the way, Zhong Bo said strangely: "young master, I think the great monk has some evil doors."

Jiang Wuchen said, "where is the evil gate?"

"I heard that there is a kind of person who is born with insight and can see a person's past and present life. The great monk knows too much." Zhong Bo whispered.

Jiang Wuchen smiled and didn't speak.

Zhong Bo said, "the beads he gave the young master just now may not be ordinary."

Jiang Wuchen took out the beads again and looked under the sun. This time, he found that there were spell words in the Buddha beads!

The number of these pictures is extremely large. Jiang Wuchen slightly shifts the direction, and different pictures immediately appear in the beads. When the line of sight shifts the direction, these pictures immediately disappear.

"Hiss..."

Jiang Wuchen couldn't help taking a breath.

"What did you find, young master?"

Jiang Wuchen said, "there's something in this bead."

"What?"

At the moment, there was a traffic light. Zhong Bo stopped the car and Jiang Wuchen showed him the beads.

Zhong Bo took the bead and couldn't see what was inside, either against the sun or along the sun. He immediately handed it to Jiang Wuchen, "is there really something?"

Jiang Wuchen was stunned, "can't you see?"

Zhong Bo picked it up again. He looked left and right. He knew that the vehicle was moving and returned it to Jiang Wuchen. "There's nothing, just a transparent bead."

Jiang Wuchen thought to himself, I'm afraid the monk specially left it to me

In this way, the monk's identity became more mysterious.

"Young master, the big and small families in Qizhou have settled this time, but... The heavenly alliance is still there. The Wang family and the Lin family are too quiet about this matter. Lin Ran has respected the teacher. It's reasonable to say that she shouldn't be afraid of the young master. Why is she so quiet?"

Jiang Wuchen disagreed and said, "it's no big deal if soldiers come to block and water comes to swallow."

"The monk said he wouldn't let the young master find Meng youruo, young master... How to plan?"

"Some things always have to be done. I'm different from the monk. Avoiding is not my character. I double ask for what I owe, and I will repay what I owe." Jiang Wuchen said faintly.