MTL - Senior Brother is Number One In the World-Chapter 335 Ah Yu

  Chapter 335 Ah Yu

  When Yan Sheng came out of Jiang's house, the gentle smile on his face was a little hard to hold up.

  He has been seeking medicine everywhere in his life, just for one person, but it is still unsuccessful.

"Little Lord"

  Yan Sheng entered the main residence of Jubao Pavilion, and the servants who passed by saluted him respectfully.

  Yan Sheng nodded with a smile all the way, and then his face turned cold when he turned his back on the crowd, the speed of his face changing was astonishing.

  There is a Yanxiang garden in the back house of the main mansion. No one can enter this place except the maids, mother-in-law and Yan Sheng.

   There is a little maid in Yanxiang Garden who is cutting flower branches and putting them in a vase.

  When she saw Yan Sheng, she bent down and saluted but didn't call anyone.

   "Where's Miss?" Yan Sheng picked up that jade-like smiling face again.

  The little maid looked only fourteen or fifteen years old. When Yan Sheng asked her, she raised her head and made several gestures.

   "Understood." Yan Sheng smiled and touched the little girl's head, "Choose some brighter flowers, they always look sober and lifeless"

  The little maid couldn't speak, so she could only nod her head to show she understood.

  Yan Sheng walked past him to the front of the master bedroom. He first checked whether his robe was smooth before pushing open the door.

   "Ah Yu, my brother is here to see you." Yan Sheng's tone was very gentle.

  The windows in the room were closed tightly, and the light was very dim. Yan Sheng frowned and wanted to open the window, but was stopped by a dark female voice.

   "Brother Mo Kai, I don't want to see the sun"

  In the dim room, there was a petite figure sitting on a push chair, her back was facing Yan Sheng, and she was hiding in a corner, with a gloomy aura overflowing from her body.

   Yan Sheng's hand that touched the window stopped, and then clenched his fist slightly.

   "Ayu, brother will cure you"

   Yan Sheng walked up to the figure in the dark corner and knelt down in front of her.

   "Brother is joking again. It's been more than a hundred years, and Ah Yu has given up." The woman's voice was very indifferent.

   She has been used to this appearance for more than a hundred years, and it doesn't matter whether it is cured or not.

Yan Sheng's hands trembled slightly, and he wanted to reach out to touch her face, but he was afraid that she would get agitated, so he held her hand instead and said, "Ayu, my brother has found other ways to save you, do you trust me, okay?" "

  The woman named A Yu paused for a long time, and finally nodded indifferently.

   Yan Sheng said this every time, but he still failed in the end. She was used to it, so she just nodded.

   Yan Sheng knew she didn't believe her, but he still smiled and rubbed her hand against his face.

   "Ah Yu, brother will save you no matter what it costs, even if it is my life"

  In the darkness, Ah Yu's hand raised and slightly stopped in the air, and finally landed on Yan Sheng's head.

   "I believe in brother"

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  Foyin Sect eats fast and recites Buddha's name like ordinary monks.

  When the sun was about to set, someone knocked on the door of Foyinzong.

   It is not easy to find people of the Foyin sect.

   "Hey, open the door quickly, please stay, hello"

  An impolite female voice knocked on the door of the Foyin Sect.

  The young disciples inside looked at each other, and finally a younger disciple opened the door.

  The sects of Foyin Sect are very ordinary, and it can't be seen from the outside that it is a large sect.

  As soon as the door was opened, two pretty figures were seen.

   "Why are you so slow? Doesn't anyone in your Foyin sect guard the gate?"

   One of the gorgeous women in a red dress murmured dissatisfiedly while holding her arms.

   "Jiu Wu, we are staying overnight, so don't talk too much," the white-clothed woman who was following behind smiled and patted her on the shoulder.

   "Okay." Feng Jiuwu put down her arms helplessly, and said to the little disciple with a changed tone, "Hello, little master, we are passing by for a night, and I hope you will take me in."

  Feng Jiuwu's attitude has undergone a 180-degree change, and she is polite.

  The little disciple was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Let me ask my uncle before replying to the two female benefactors."

  Buddhist music sect does not allow foreigners to stay overnight, so the young disciples dare not agree to her casually.

  Su Wan is not annoyed, but Feng Jiuwu is impatient.

  The disciples of the Foyin Sect dispersed when they saw that they were here to stay.

   It’s not about finding fault, it’s boring.

  The little disciple left for about a quarter of an hour, then hurried back.

   "Go back to the two benefactors, our senior brother agrees, please follow me"

   "Who is your senior brother, you have such great power? Didn't you say you want to find your senior uncle?"

  The two followed the little disciple, and Feng Jiuwu couldn't help asking, she was a person who couldn't hide her curiosity.

   "Our senior brother, our senior brother is amazing"

  The little disciple raised his eyebrows when he mentioned the senior brother, and it was obvious that he admired the senior brother he was talking about.

   "Our senior brother is the Venerable Red Zen." The little disciple seemed to think of something and then calmed down, and his lively temperament insisted on pretending to be stable.

  Feng Jiuwu and Su Wan looked at each other, they must have heard of Hong Chan's reputation.

  In the world of comprehension, besides Gu Subai and Jiang Yitan, Hong Chan is also a remarkable figure.

  When others learned about Jiang Yitan and Gu Subai's Mahayana, they didn't know that Hong Chan was also Mahayana.

   It's just that the people of Foyinzong have always kept a low profile, except for the disciples of Foyinzong who learned about it, they didn't spread it.

  The young disciple was a talkative one, and he answered Feng Jiuwu's questions along the way, with an extremely pure heart.

  There are many vacant houses in the Buddhist Music Sect. The young disciples led the two to the guest room and then left. No one came out to ask them what else they needed, and no one warned them where they could not go.

  Here, you can do whatever you like, but it also suits Feng Jiuwu's wishes.

  Feng Jiuwu couldn't bear the loneliness and proposed to go out for a walk.

   "Come back early, we have to rush back tomorrow morning"

  Su Wan and Feng Jiuwu always go out to practice together. This time, Su Wan received a message from her brother saying that her nephew's full moon ceremony was coming and asked her to go back, so she rushed back with Feng Jiuwu.

   Hurrying and hurrying, the two accidentally entered the territory of the Buddhist Yinzong, and Feng Jiuwu, who didn't want to sleep in the woods, went up and knocked on the door of his sect.

   "Understood, Xiao Wan, you should go to bed early, I will go back soon"

   After finishing speaking, Feng Jiuwu rushed out.

   There seem to be very few disciples of the Foyin Sect. Feng Jiuwu didn't meet a single disciple all the way out, as if she had entered the mirror of no one.

   After walking for a while, she came to a place called Fangcao Garden.

  She went in without thinking. If she couldn't go in, at worst she would be kicked out.

   This time point is actually the body training time of the disciples of the Buddha Yin Sect, and it is normal that no one is there, because they all gathered in the front hall.

  Fangcao Garden, like its name, has planted many spiritual plants.

   She swung her knife all the way to watch the flowers and plants in the Fangcao Garden, when suddenly a bald monk in a simple white Buddhist robe stood in front of a green peach tree in front of her.

  The white-robed monk has a straight back. If he had hair, he would probably be described as handsome.

  The bald monk stood in front of the peach tree and didn't know what he was thinking, and didn't move.

   "Hey, it's not blooming again, what are you looking at?"

  Feng Jiuwu couldn't help shouting.

  The monk turned his face sideways when he heard the sound, and glanced at Feng Jiuwu's figure.

  The exposed half of his face is handsome and handsome, with gentle eyebrows and eyes, a gentle arc hanging on the corner of his lips, and the most dazzling thing is a little cinnabar on his forehead, which is extremely red and eye-catching.

  Feng Jiuwu froze for a moment and heard him say.

   "Looking at the tree without flowers, I still think it's very interesting, do you want to come with the benefactor?"

  (end of this chapter)