"Mr. Tang really came back only after he got the annual leave?" Situ asked.

"Yes." Xiao Hei responded and landed on the stone table beside him.

Seeing this, they left and went back. The original intention was to come to find Master Tang, but he didn't expect that he had already gone down the mountain and didn't know where he went. It seemed that if he wanted to see him, he had to wait until after the New Year.

A few days later, Hanshan Temple.

An old man was helped to Hanshan Temple and wanted to find Master Tang. However, after entering the temple, he could no longer find Master Tang. Seeing an old monk chanting scriptures in the hall, he stepped forward.

"Master, may I ask Mr. Tang is still there?" The old man, that is, the old man who Tang Ning agreed to sign and did not charge money, looked aged for a long time and looked extremely bad.

That day, because everyone in the family didn't believe the words of a little monk, they finally set out. Even he was a little lucky in his heart. However, he didn't expect that he really encountered difficulties on the road. A group of dozens of people went out, but in the end they came back only seven or eight people, and he was one of them, but he was still seriously injured.

At this point, he regretted it. If he hadn't gone out that day, perhaps even if there was a real disaster, it would not have damaged so many people in their Yang family.

The old monk glanced at the old man in front of him and folded his hands together: "Amitabha, Master Tang has been away for several days."

Hearing this, the old man browsed and asked again: "Master, where did Master Tang go? Where did he come from? If you want to find him, where should you go?"

"Lao Na didn't know where Master Tang went. He only knew that Master Tang came from Tianlong Academy and was the tutor of Tianlong Academy." Because Master Tang did not hide his identity as a tutor, the old monk told the truth.

Upon hearing this, the old man was shocked. He was actually a tutor of Tianlong Academy? No wonder, no wonder he was so powerful...

"Thank you, Master." He bowed and then left in a hurry.

The old monk watched him leave, shook his head, and continued to sit in front of the Buddha and recite scriptures.

At this time, Tang Ning got a hat and wore a shade to protect the sun. He walked on the mountain road with leisurely steps humming a small song. These days she stopped and stopped. Although no one spoke, she was relaxed and comfortable.

She thought that at her pace, it would probably take half a month to walk home, but it would be different if she was waiting for the New Year holiday. There would be a flying boat in the college to send the students home, which would save them from going back and forth, and this is also a unique treatment for students of Tianlong.

I didn't see anyone along the way. Only occasionally, some people driving carriages or riding horses passed by the mountain road, splashing a burst of dust. At noon, there was still a big sun. However, with the breeze blowing, the sky gradually covered with dark clouds, which looked like it was about to rain.

Without going in front of the village, there was no shop in the back, Tang Ning could only speed up his pace, thinking about seeing if there was any place to take shelter from the rain.

Unexpectedly, after walking for a while, thunder sounded, and the strong wind came with a sudden rain. The heavy rain of bean beads fell like thick needles and threads. When it hit the body, it still felt a little painful.

The hat on his head was crackling by the rain, and his clothes were covered with some rain because of the hat on his head. They were not all wet. They just stepped on the mud and water, splashing a piece of water, and even the corners of his clothes were wet.
Chapter completed!