Chapter 974

Jiang Wuchen was helpless. He should have thought that this would be the case. In fact, he also had this kind of prediction in his heart on the way here.

But he still cherished a kind of fantasy and luck, thinking that the monk would stay here as always, or go fishing by the pond, or go to the back woods to catch rabbits, or hoe grass in the vegetable garden.

If he sees a monk, Jiang Wuchen will take him to Miss Bai by all means, even with the power from the underworld.

He witnessed this regret with his own eyes. Miss Bai's sad eyes reminded him of himself in those years. The regret can't be made up after all. If it can be made up, it's worth it no matter how much it costs.

Unfortunately, now even the shadow of the monk can't be found. I'm afraid the monk figured out that one day, his distraction is not accidental, but inevitable.

"What's the matter, son?" asked Jiang Zongcheng.

Jiang Wuchen thought about it, but didn't answer. He just asked, "Grandpa, seriously... Can't you find monk Tang?"

"He didn't say where to go. Maybe tomorrow, maybe three or five days." Jiang Zongcheng said, "there have been similar situations before."

"Three or five days..." Jiang Wuchen smiled bitterly. He couldn't wait a day. "Can he come back today?"

"I don't know," said Jiang Zongcheng.

"I'll wait for him until dawn," said Jiang Wuchen. He made an appointment with Miss Bai for a day. Bai Chong flew here in only two hours.

He can wait here until tomorrow morning. If the monk doesn't come, there's really no way.

The extravagant expectation of luck is zero. Jiang Wuchen sincerely hopes that the monk can appear. As a result, when he sees the sun rise the next day, there is still no trace of the monk.

Jiang Wuchen can't wait any longer. He removed almost all the old wine from the monk's bed. His regret can't be made up. Let's get drunk and go through the robbery.

Jiang Zongcheng watched Jiang Wuchen jump onto Baichong and gallop away.

Seeing this scene, there was also the fat nurse who was eating rolls and just parked the car. Those little mung bean eyes were stunned... It turned out that the big bird existed.

In the grove of Nanshan Temple, Tang monk came out decadent. This time, the smile on his face was gone, only bitter and sad.

Jiang Zongcheng turned around, looked at him and said, "Tang Shi, Wuchen has gone."

"Well." the monk nodded, looked at the direction of Bai Chong's disappearance and said, "Lao Jiang, do you have any regrets?"

Jiang Zongcheng shook his head without thinking.

"You have no regrets?"

Jiang Zongcheng said, "I don't know."

"Don't know? How... Don't know?" the monk stammered again.

Jiang Zongcheng said, "regret is what people think. If I don't think about it, there will be no regret."

Tang Monk shook his head and said, "you can't deny his existence if you don't think about it."

"At least I won't be affected by it."

The monk didn't speak.

Jiang Zongcheng said, "if this regret affects you, don't try to forget. Because you can't forget. If you can forget something, it's not a regret, or an unforgettable regret. A truly unforgettable regret can't be forgotten.

The more you try to forget, the deeper the memory. The best way is not to let this regret not become a regret. "

Tang Monk looked at Jiang Zongcheng meaningfully and stammered with a smile: "you... You are an old gun."

Jiang Zongcheng smiled bitterly and said, "I envy you very much. I can have such a confidant in my life."

"I'm gone. This time I'm... Really going to relax."

"How long?" asked Jiang Zongcheng.

The monk thought, "I don't know. I'll come back if I want to." then Tang Monk wrapped his shabby monk robe tightly and went into the house to find a pair of clean monk shoes on his feet. This time, he will go a long way.

A autumn wind blew down, the Wutong leaves outside the Nanshan Temple were falling down, and the Tang Seng blinked. "Autumn."

"How about autumn?"

"I don't like the season when everything withers and separates." Tang monk said and walked south. He seemed unhappy, but he disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Jiang Zongcheng picked up the broom and began to sweep away the fallen leaves.

……

Bai Chong flew to the Dongling Mountain area. The bad weather came up. Black clouds rolled and rainstorms poured. Almost the whole area behind the Dongling Mountain was shrouded in lightning.

The strange lightning was not continuous, but intermittent, unable to figure out where it would fall in the next moment.

The area where lightning is concentrated has increased, and the degree of lightning craziness has also increased. At the same time, the yuan spirit mass around also enriched a lot.

It was only a short day, and there was such a significant change.

Those strange animals that had hovered over Lingxiao Pavilion disappeared at this moment.

Suddenly, Jiang Wuchen saw a man standing on the platform at the northernmost end of Lingxiao Pavilion. It was Miss Bai. Her body was still a navy blue robe. It looked no different from yesterday. Dense lightning began to gather towards her.

Under the high platform, a large group of people stood, all of whom were admirers of Miss Bai.

Both Miss Bai and the admirers are in place.

It seems that Miss Bai also guessed that it is impossible to see monk Tang

Miss Bai standing on the high platform and many admirers also saw Jiang Wuchen in the midst of lightning.

Feng Luyao's voice came from Jiang Wuchen's ear: "Jiang Wuchen, drop down to Lingxiao platform."

Jiang Wuchen hesitated for a moment. He regretted that he couldn't find Tang monk. At this moment, Miss Bai's body slowly floated on the high platform.

Click!

Suddenly, a purple lightning that was as thick as a person's waist fell heavily on Miss Bai.

Squeak, squeak!

The lightning almost wiped Jiang Wuchen's and Bai Chong's body. In the past, the strong current formed in the air was creepy. Jiang Wuchen's eardrum was buzzing and trembling, and his heart could not control a touch of strong fear.

Jiang Wuchen has seen Xiaogoogle robbery. On the Magic Dragon Ridge, the lightning is also terrible. But compared with the lightning in front of me, it's like a drop in the bucket.

Hundreds of admirers below screamed.

This powerful lightning fell on Miss Bai, but did not cause any damage. The current moved up and down on Miss Bai's navy blue robe.

Miss Bai's body floated upward, faster and faster.

With a touch of relief on her face, she looked at Jiang Wuchen, "thank you."

thank you?

Jiang Wuchen shook his head bitterly, "sorry, I can't help you find Tang monk, but... I brought your favorite wine, peach blossom wine and sorghum sorrow

Just get drunk and solve a thousand worries. "

"Huh? Hahaha, aren't you afraid I'm drunk?" Miss Bai said with a smile.

Jiang Wuchen shook his head and said, "drunk, life and death! Love how, at least for this moment, your heart is peaceful."