The four of them didn't chat much. Perhaps the haze of Abbot Yansong's death still lingered in everyone's hearts.
Among them, Miaoji and Changshan are undoubtedly the most saddened. Abbot Yansong is the most virtuous and respected person in Hanshan Temple. His death has a profound impact and may even cause turmoil in Buddhism.
Alas, troubled times!
The four of them walked to the foot of the mountain and to the side of the road before they stopped a taxi.
After getting on the bus, everyone's mood changed slightly. Chang Shan couldn't help but ask:
"Brother Yan, where are we going north?"
As a kidnapped "hostage", Chang Shan also wanted to know where he was about to be kidnapped.
Yan Shouyi replied: "Changbai Mountain."
"Where to do what?"
Lao Jin joked: "The little tadpole is looking for its mother."
"Get out of the way!" Yan Shouyi turned around and glared at Lao Jin angrily, and Lao Jin laughed.
Chang Shan probably knew what Yan Shouyi was doing, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Most of the monks in Hanshan Temple are orphans, or poor people who have lost all their close relatives and want nothing. I never know what it feels like to have a family.
Something like that.”
Everyone was silent for a while. In order to comfort Chang Shan, Lao Jin patted his heavy shoulder and said:
"Don't be too sad. When you get to the north, Mr. Jin, I will take you to ride the Ocean Horse."
When the taxi driver heard Lao Jin say this to a monk, he almost turned the steering wheel into the drainage ditch on the side of the road.
When he stabilized the car, he suddenly turned back to a few people and said: "You guys talk about your business, and I won't hear anything from now on."
Miaoji frowned, wondering why the driver suddenly seemed like a different person.
Yan Shou, who was sitting in the front row, turned around and explained: "I now have the ability to control other people's minds. In order to prevent the driver from hearing things he shouldn't have heard, I temporarily controlled him."
Everyone suddenly realized it, and at the same time they couldn't help but be surprised that Yan Shouyi's ability had improved again.
"Now let's talk about something serious." Yan Shou said.
Lao Jin was puzzled, Master Jin, I help Chang Shan resolve his negative emotions, isn't that just business?
"I have something that I don't know whether to talk about or not." Miaoji said first.
Yan Shouyi was confused: "Uncle Miaoji, if you have anything to do, just tell me."
"When Master gave you a broom, why didn't you want it?"
"Ah? Is there anything special about that broom?"
Yan Shouyi was stunned. In his eyes, those three golden hoops were obviously much more powerful than brooms!
Miaoji's face was full of hatred: "That broom is a magical weapon that my master has used to sweep fallen leaves all his life. For decades, he has used this broom to teach his disciples. It contains powerful power of discipline, which is better than that of breaking gold."
The hoop is infinitely more powerful!"
"Ah this..."
Yan Shouyi opened his mouth wide in surprise, and then also felt sad.
No wonder Abbot Benheng’s expression was so subtle at that time. It turned out that I missed 100 million!
Yan Shouyi, who was devastated by the loss of his treasure, could only comfort himself by reciting a few words: "Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself."
"I can no longer hide the news of my departure from Rongcheng. The road ahead will not be easy." Yan Shouyi said in a deep voice.
Lao Jin asked: "Should we contact the research association and send more people to support?"
Yan Shou shook his head: "It doesn't matter how many people come. The famous sect really wants to arrest me. Just relying on support is useless."
Fortunately, now Yan Shouyi no longer needs to deliberately hide. He can use his mobile phone to contact the research association to obtain information on the movements of some famous sects and avoid direct contact with powerful people from famous sects.
After re-examining his current situation, Yan Shouyi couldn't help but sigh:
"I thought I would be loyal and honest all my life, but I didn't expect that one day I would be wanted and hunted down."
Lao Jin and Miao Ji nodded: You have forgotten that you went on a killing spree by the West Lake three months ago, right?
Yan Shouyi borrowed Lao Jin's mobile phone and started to contact Lin Zitong, whom he had not contacted for a long time. Wang Ji went to them.
Everything is fine for Lin Zitong, because the Lushan Sect has been completely bound to the Folklore Research Association, so as long as the disciples of the Lushan Sect do not leave Rongcheng, there will be no danger.
Going from Wang Ji to the other side, Yan Shouyi learned that Dog Taoist and Long Feicheng had already agreed on a place in Jinling.
After hanging up the phone, Yan Shouyi directly contacted Long Feicheng and asked him to meet up with Brother Yang's truck at the Jinling North Expressway.
…
Jinling North Expressway Exit.
Next to the truck.
Brother Yang was squatting on the roadside smoking a cigarette when he suddenly saw Yan Shouyi walking over with a group of... monks and Taoist priests.
After Chang Shan approached, he saw that Brother Yang was also bald, so he made a one-handed Buddha salute and asked friendly:
"The young monk is Chang Shan, the warrior monk of Hanshan Temple. I wonder how you call him?"
"Fellow Taoist?"
Brother Yang scratched his bald head, his face full of confusion.
Yan Shouyigan smiled and came out to smooth things over:
"Brother Yang is just an ordinary truck driver, he is not a monk. So what...Brother Yang, these are all my friends."
Brother Yang quickly pulled Yan Shouyi aside and whispered:
"Xiaolong, why do your friends look so weird?"
"Like me, they are sensitive about their identities, so they deliberately pretended to be Taoist monks in order to hide their identities." Yan Shouyi made it up.
Brother Yang coughed twice: "Either you are all Taoist priests, or you are all monks. Wouldn't it be more eye-catching if you are half Taoist priests and half monks? Hey, why is there an old yellow dog? Pets are not allowed in my truck.
"
"Old Huang is not a pet, it is emergency food!" Yan Shouyi quickly explained, "Don't think too much, let's drive on the road quickly."
"No, no, this is a matter of principle!" Brother Yang was firm, "I, Old Yang, will not do anything that violates laws and disciplines."
When Yan Shou saw that Brother Yang was so resolute, he turned back to Xiaolong, grabbed a thousand yuan from his trouser pocket, turned around and handed it to Brother Yang: "Brother Yang, this is a little gift from me to your daughter."
Brother Yang...oh no, Brother Jiaqian suddenly smiled brightly: "Hey, we are all brothers, just take money and go out...get in the car, get in the car, we are leaving now!"
Seeing Brother Yang's appearance, Yan Shou kept sighing. It seemed that his personality charm was not as good as the thousand yuan.
Sure enough, any problem that can be solved with money is not a problem!
Fortunately, the driver's seat of the truck has two rows at the front and back, so everyone can still fit in it if they are crowded together.
The truck got on the highway and everyone set off again.
Long Feicheng, who has sharp ears, seemed to hear Brother Yang calling Yan Shouyi "Little Dragon" just now. He asked Yan Shouyi in a low voice with an unhappy face: "Brother Yan, why are you opening a trumpet in my name again?
"
Yan Shouyi said angrily: "Don't you use my name too often? Now everyone in Rongcheng's hair salon knows that there is a bastard named Yan Shouyi who won money instead of paying her. Have I tried to reason with you?"
"Ahem, this..." Long Feicheng felt guilty for a while, "Now that we are all together, your name is Long Feicheng, what is my name?"
Yan Shou thought for a while: "Just call me A Gong."