Wang Han stared at the other party in a daze.

It looks like a middle-aged version of Huang Wang shaved a bald one.

It cannot be said that it is irrelevant, it is exactly the same.

"Do you recognize me?" Huang Mang looked at Wang Han carefully.

But after watching for a long time, I still didn't know who Wang Han was.

Wang Han introduced himself after hearing this, "I am the apprentice of the imperial lady!"

Huang Mang was silent for several seconds.

He nodded slightly, "So it's an old friend's apprentice!"

"Senior, why are you here?"

Huang Mang explained, "I made a great wish to enter the temple when I met, and worship Buddha when I met, and wish to eliminate the karma of this life for hundreds of thousands of poor people!"

Wang Han quickly folded his hands together.

Huang Mang also clasped his hands together and nodded at Wang Han.

"Senior, you were just..."

"This place is quite deserted and lonely. Suddenly someone came and wanted to make fun of it. Isn't it funny?" Huang Mang asked.

Wang Han pulled the corner of his mouth, revealing a professional smirk.

Find out where the roots of comedy artist Huang Wang are.

Although Huang Mang looked fierce, he was not afraid after seeing it, and even looked a little kind.

"They still believe in Buddhism after being taught by Di Wuji?" Huang Mang asked.

Wang Han smiled and said, "I only believe in myself."

"Oh?" Huang Mang was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Then what are you doing here?"

Wang Han thought for a while, "Have you seen a little snake with one head and two bodies?"

"Is Fei Yi?"

Wang Han nodded quickly, "Yes!"

It seems that there is no problem finding the place.

Huang Mang asked again, "The little guy is shedding his skin in the temple! That little snake is with you..."

"That's my little pet."

Huang Mang nodded, "Go in and say?"

Wang Han followed Huang Mang into it.

The first time I met a fairly normal monk, Wang Han felt something was wrong for a moment.

The monks I met before.

Or it is the evil monk Shi Er with a dual personality.

Or it is the sarcastic brother Wu Fahao.

Or it is the senior brother Chen Xuanzang, living Buddha of Zu'an.

Suddenly I met a normal person, Wang Han, and was a little uncomfortable.

The small temple is not big, and the courtyard is overgrown with weeds.

In the treasure hall, a layer of dust fell on the ground, and a layer of dust fell on the incense table of the Buddha statue and the gods.

A light was lit inside.

The deep mountains and old forests, the green lamps and ancient Buddhas have a unique charm.

Wang Han's eyes turned.

I saw Fei Yi tangling on a Zen stick that was resting on one side.

Wang Han looked carefully and saw that the Zen stick was taller than a man, with the child's arms being thick and thin, and there was no blade on both ends.

Just visually, this thing is very heavy.

Two-thirds of the snake's skin has shed.

The molting process is very painful.

Huang Mang sat down, picked up the Zen Staff and placed it horizontally on his knees.

The bean lights swayed, and the dim light plated a sacred and soft halo on Huang Mang's body.

Wang Han took off a insole and sat under his butt.

Huang Mang glanced at him, "Why don't you sit on the ground?"

"My wife bought the pants."

Huang Mang smiled, "Which one can rank you?"

"ninth."

Huang Mang paused, "Are you the son of Wang Muhou?"

"right."

Huang Mang nodded and paused, "Is Huang Wang married?"

"not yet."

"When will it be together?"

This was indeed a question for Wang Han. Just like Huang Wang, the old man was holding a steel bar and making a red line, and Huang Wang could even turn around and ask if he was humorous.

"I haven't found my favorite yet."

Huang Mang lowered his head and gently tapped Fei Yi's head with his fingers.

Fei Yi raised his head and rubbed Huang Mang's fingertips intimately.

It seems that I enjoyed the caress of the yellow man.

Turning his head, he saw Wang Han sitting there staring with his eyes.

Fei Yi immediately showed a very humane look.

The look seemed to be saying, everyone else is passers-by, I only have you in my heart.

It also has the potential of Aquaman.

"If I read it correctly, are you practicing both inside and outside?"

"yes."

Huang Mang took out an old-style military kettle with paint falling out from the bag on one side, took out two dry steamed buns, raised his hand and signaled to give Wang Han one.

Wang Han took it over without thinking too much.

After a bite, the teeth were sore and they didn't dry them.

Huang Mang still ate with relish.

The two of them ate silently and looked at Fei Yi.

I don't know how long it took.

Huang Mang suddenly spoke.

"Little donor, can I take a look at the monster in your arms?"

Wang Han was stunned for a moment, and instantly understood what Huang Mang said about what he said. Wang Hanhuai was wearing the human velvet paper magic trick.

Anyway, it’s Brother Qi’s father, so he’s still a family.

He took out the human velvet paper with his hands.

Huang Bang looked at the human velvet paper.

After thinking about it, I directly stuck it to my heart.

Wang Han glared at him and quickly reached out to pull the thing off.

Huang Mang smiled lightly, "It's okay, this thing can't hurt me."

Wang Han was stunned.

A few minutes later, Huang Mang returned the thing to Wang Han, "This thing is a double-edged sword. Be careful when the donor uses it."

"clear."

That's all, Wang Han asked.

"Senior, how can I calm my mind down?"

The combat power is stuck in the state of mind. Even if you cut a large size, you can't get into the five-petal realm.
To be continued...