Five thousand seven hundred and forty-four chapters deep love between master and apprentice
Xiaoya and Lingling, who were standing nearby, also understood the whole story at this time. Xiaoya looked at Master Changtian and said with a smile: "Old senior, don't worry! We will explain the situation to the leader of the army. This is not a violation.
The rules are just that you don’t leave the mountainous area with these things.”
Lingling also looked at Master Changtian and said playfully: "Old senior, this is your little apprentice's wish. If you don't accept it, this kid will not respect you in the future."
When the old master heard the explanations from Wanlin and others, he laughed. He handed the leather bag in his hand to Jingxin, then raised his right hand to his chest and bowed and said: "Amitabha, since it does not violate the rules, then
I just accepted it, thank you all the donors."
He then straightened up and looked at the excited little monk and smiled again: "Hehehe, brat, given your great courage, you don't dare to disrespect me. Master, thank you too."
Everyone around laughed. Lingling pulled the young monk to her and said with a smile: "Little monk, do you hear this? Your master said that, given your great courage, you don't dare to be disrespectful to the master. Otherwise, I will do it for you."
Old-timer will take care of you!"
The young monk also looked at Master Changtian with a grin and said: "Hehehehe, yes, yes, yes, clean me, clean... clean me. I... I don't... have no courage, and I am not filial to my master and brother. Hehe,
I... next time I come back, I will... return it to Master and Shi... brother, and bring... bring back... more good things."
When Jingheng's two senior brothers heard the explanations from Wan Lin and others, they both looked at the sharp sabers in the leather bag in surprise, and then looked at their master.
Master Changtian also raised his eyebrows, looked at Wan Lin and Feng Dao and asked: "Amitabha, fellow donors, doesn't this really violate the regulations? Don't help your little disciple violate the regulations of the army just because of his filial piety.
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Wan Lin quickly waved his hand and said: "Don't worry, this is really not allowed in a place where people gather outside the mountains. But you are here in the deep mountains and wild forests far away from the urban area. The three of you are facing many unknown risks, so it is completely
Heng gave you some self-defense weapons, which is not considered a violation of discipline."
Wan Lin glanced around and said with a smile: "To be honest, seniors, I gave my grandfather a saber like this shortly after I joined the army."
He then raised his head and looked at the undulating mountains around him, sighing and saying: "The mountainous area where our hometown is located has a similar environment to yours. They are both far away from the world. Whether it is self-defense or hunting, these sharp sabers are very useful.
, you and your two senior brothers just accept it, this is your precious baby, it is the first gift for you and your two senior brothers, you can’t refuse it anymore.”
When the young monk heard Wan Lin's sigh, he also looked up at his master and said eagerly: "Master... Master, I... my senior brother Wan said... you are right, this... this is my first...
This is the first time to honor Master, you and... and my two senior brothers, you... you and your senior brothers... must accept it!"
The temple was very quiet in the early morning, and the clear chirping of birds was ringing in the woods outside the temple. The somewhat dilapidated halls in the temple looked very spectacular amid the mountains.
After Master Changtian listened to Wan Lin's explanation, he looked at the young monk looking up at him and smiled. He raised his hand and pulled the young disciple to him, stroked his head and said, "Amitabha, Master, I understand you.
With all my heart, accept it, accept it! Haha, to be honest, people who practice martial arts have no other hobbies, they just like these good weapons!"
As the old mage spoke, he suddenly put away the smile on his face and glanced at Wanlin's group of people calmly. He then took a deep breath, raised his right hand to his chest and said: "A monk has all four elements.
I don’t care about any gifts. I feel relieved to see you taking care of my little disciple this time!”
After the old master finished speaking, he glanced at Jingheng intently. He clasped his hands again, looked at a group of people in Wanlin bowing and saluted, and said softly: "Amitabha. The Buddha said: All things are born, and they are all fate. They originate and fall.
, There is no such thing as a banquet that lasts forever, all donors, please take your disciples with you."
After the old man finished speaking, without waiting for Wan Lin and others to return the salute, he murmured and turned towards the side hall. Jing Heng's two senior brothers also followed the two-handed monk and bowed to salute Wan Lin and others.
At this time, two lines of hot tears suddenly shed from the young monk's eyes. He looked at the master's back and shouted hoarsely: "Master...Father, Jing...Jing Heng will...see you again...when I have time!" This kid!
Then he bent his knees and knelt on the mottled floor tiles. He lay on the ground and kowtowed three times with "bang bang bang".
Wan Lin's group of people quietly looked at the back of the enlightened monk. Wan Lin shouted loudly: "Stand at attention and salute!" He already knew in his heart that this old senior was already talking to his group and his beloved disciple.
Farewell. A group of people looked at the old mage's back, stood upright on their feet and raised their arms suddenly.
Xiaoya and Lingling also pulled up the young monk lying on the ground. Xiaoya whispered: "Jingheng, didn't you hear Baotou's order?" She and Lingling then raised their hands to face Master Changtian's back.
He raised his hands in salute. The young monk also stood at attention with his feet stained with tears, and suddenly raised his right hand towards the master's slowly leaving back. There was a layer of tears in his eyes.
The young monk then turned around suddenly, raised his arms between his foreheads and looked at the two senior brothers. He choked and shouted: "Senior...Senior Brother, you must take care of...Senior Brother, so that...you can take good care of...
Master, I...I will definitely...will...come back again...to honor you...you guys."
At this time, two deafening roars of a leopard and a roar of a tiger suddenly sounded from the surrounding mountains, and two small shadows, one yellow and one white, appeared on the high courtyard wall.
Xiaohua and Xiaobai ran from the courtyard like a gust of wind, and then they jumped onto the shoulders of Wan Lin and Xiaoya. The two leopards glanced at the comrades around them who raised their hands in salute, and then looked at the old mage's back and raised their eyebrows.
Right paw.
The little monk also turned his head suddenly at the roar of the tiger. He looked at the mountains to the side and shouted loudly: "Tiger... Huzi, I... I left, I... I will take time to... come back and see...
Look at you!”
Wan Lin saw the two leopards returning. He glanced at the little monk looking out at the mountains and shouted: "After the ceremony, let's go!" Everyone lowered their arms and followed Wan Lin towards the helicopter.
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Xiaoya and Lingling also quickly put down their arms. They dragged the tearful little monk and strode behind Wanlin's group of people.
Following Wan Lin's orders, the helicopter in the courtyard roared and the propellers on the fuselage began to rotate rapidly. The deafening roar of the helicopter caused echoes in the surrounding steep mountains.