Chapter 57: Returning the Dead
When my consciousness was completely dissolved, the lid of the coffin was pressed to the tip of my nose, and the wall of the coffin had touched the outside of my arms.
There was a movement similar to the impact of a brass bell, and at this time the terrible screams were clearly heard, if they were far away, if they were close to the ears.
The screams rose sharply, a few tones, and then came to an abrupt end.
I saw the earth and the sky again in a trance, and I saw the little monk walking towards me in a wide monk's robe, and my eyes were dark and unconscious.
I don't know how long it was, but when I realized it again, I slowly opened my eyes, and I was lying in a small stream in the mountains.
It was early in the morning, the soft sunlight was shining in the mountains and forests, the light mist had not yet dissipated, the clear stream was murmuring, the birds were chirping happily on the branches, and the dew on the petals was shining in the morning light.
Luo stood in the distance with a solemn expression.
I had my long hair scattered and pillowed on someone's lap.
Who?!
I suddenly sat up straight and looked back anxiously.
Little monk?!
He sat cross-legged under the tree, his eyes closed, his hand tied with a nine-colored lotus seal, and on his left wrist hung five gray copper coins strung with red ropes.
He was bare-chested and strong, and his lower body was dressed in snow-white pants that were not stained with any dust.
The sun shone on him, and his skin was faintly shiny and flowing.
His shaved eyebrows, his high nose—
He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at me, and his eyes were still cold.
I:......
He:......
"Why don't you get dressed?" "Since I pillowed his leg, I should have said something.
"On you. His reminder froze me.
I then glanced down sharply, quickly withdrawing my gaze.
I was wearing a set of wide monk's robes that were snow-white and not stained with any dust, and the texture of which seemed to be cotton and linen, but it was neither raw nor cooked hemp.
I had a thin blanket under me.
I have no blood on my body, and I am refreshed.
Inside the wide monk's robe, I don't care an inch.
Embarrassment is something that must be embarrassing.
But if you don't show embarrassment, it's the others who are embarrassed.
"You saved me?" I asked, keeping my face blank.
"Yes. Gave you back your life. After he gave another answer, he got up from the ground, turned his back to me and walked forward a few steps before stopping.
I hurriedly asked Lo where the backpack was, and Lo told me that she hadn't looked for it yet.
By the time she arrived in the mountains, I had put on my monk's robe and lay on a thin blanket.
She asked the little monk about my situation.
The little monk didn't pay attention to her at all, and didn't even glance at her out of the corner of his eye.
In order not to anger the little monk, she didn't dare to approach, so she could only stay far away, because she was worried about me, she didn't dare to leave again, and waited for me to wake up.
Luo gave the answer and hurried to the place where I threw away my backpack, and the scene was suddenly only left with me, and the little monk with his back to me.
???
The little monk helped me wash off the dirt?
Then am I?
My cheeks were hot.
"Are you here to kill someone?" the little monk asked at this time.
His question gave me the feeling of being scarred.
I was instantly furious.
I immediately decided that killing people was not a scar at all, which made me even more angry.
"Yes. You don't have to take the monk's set and tell me that you should be compassionate as a man, I'm not a monk. I was cold, my face was cold, and my tone was cold.
"I've never practiced compassion, and I'm not a monk. His tone was light.
"Then why do you wear monk's robes all the time?" I couldn't help but be stunned.
"Hobby. His answer was succinct.
I:......
"Can you take me with you the next time you kill someone? All you have to do is take care of my three meals a day. His words again stunned me again.
"You've lost your money again?" I confirmed to him.
"Nope. It's spent. His answer made me roll my eyes.
I lost my money and was so poor that I could only buy half a baked cake, and I didn't know how to save money after I had it.
"How do you know I'm here to kill someone?" I asked.
"Feeling. His answer this time made me speechless.
Luo rushed back with his backpack at this time, I quickly took off my monk's robe, put on my own clothes, walked to him with the monk's robe and handed it to him.
He took the monk's robe and put it on, turned around, the corners of his lips rose slightly, and there was a shallow smile in his eyes.
His shallow smile made my heart miss half a beat.
I nodded in amazement as he asked me again if I wanted him to be a helper.
"Good. That's a certainty. He got my answer, and in a blink of an eye, he reverted to a cold and calm ice sculpture again.
I immediately came back to my senses, secretly annoyed that he was still sexually seducing?
But although I can renege on the promise, it seems that Luo and I can't beat him together.
There was a little black snake in front of me to make me afraid, and there was a little monk in the back who also made me dare not make a mistake, I deeply felt that these two days were not an ordinary year.
Grandpa is right, the weak can only be manipulated by others, and they don't even have the right to choose the posture of death.
My eyes grew cold.
"Master, what are we going to do next?" asked Luo at this time, she had folded the thin blanket on the ground and picked up her backpack.
"Still doing as planned. I walked over to Lowe and stuffed the blanket into my backpack as well.
The little monk didn't bring a backpack, and for the rest of the trip, his thin blanket naturally had to be carried by a weak man like me.
As for how he brought the thin blanket to the scene without a bag, and where he threw my dirty clothes, I am not interested in knowing.
As I tucked the blanket into my backpack and zipped it, the little monk came over and took the backpack and carried it onto his back.
I:......
Luo's gaze wandered over me and the little monk for a while, and then he left the scene with a puff of smoke.
I looked around to identify the lower position, and then raised my feet and set off towards my intended destination.
However, I had not taken a few steps before the little monk who followed me told me that he was hungry.
My anger went straight to the top of my head.
But I can't let him endure it, let alone beat him up.
I promised to take care of him three meals a day.
I stopped and tried to contain my excess emotions, and after the corners of my lips curled slightly, I turned around and asked him softly what he wanted to eat.
He thought about it, and the answer he gave was that he wanted to drink Hu spicy soup and wanted the most authentic one.
Hu spicy soup, also known as paste spicy soup, is a well-known snack in the Central Plains, originating from Xiaoyao Town, Xihua County, Zhoukou City, Henan Province, and Beiwudu Town, Wuyang County, Luohe City.
Among them, the Hu spicy soup in Xiaoyao Town is the most famous and the most authentic.
So I took him down the mountain, and it wasn't until noon that I found the city that I found a Xiaoyao Town Hu spicy soup.
When we arrived, there was only one last spicy soup left.
Naturally, I gave him the last one.
Fortunately, there is Xiaoyao Town Hu spicy soup in the city, otherwise I would have taken him to Xiaoyao Town in Henan.
I ordered him spicy soup with some steamed buns and fritters, and sat across from him and waited for him to finish.
On the road, I've adjusted my emotions to a non-wave-free one.
He is undoubtedly my nemesis.
He always touches my emotions easily and enriches my emotions.
And for me, the most comfortable and accustomed state is to be unwavering.
His presence made me feel deeply frustrated, and it also alerted me that my concentration was far from enough.
I need to treat my relationship with him as a practice.
"Why don't you eat?" he asked me after a few bites.
"Not hungry. I gave the answer with a light smile.
"If you don't eat it, then I won't eat it either. He put down his spoon and drew a tissue to wipe the corner of his lower lip.
If he doesn't eat and he's still hungry, then I'll need to take him to eat something else.
Only he knows what he wants to eat again, whether there is anything he wants to eat again in the city.
I beckoned the boss to order again.
Then we had breakfast together, and when we were about to leave, he suddenly frowned slightly: "It's too unpalatable." Not authentic. ”
"What then?" I tossed him the question.
"It's time for us to have lunch. His answer made me raise my eyebrows slightly, and quickly adjusted my mood to no waves.
"Good. "I took him out of the breakfast shop and left him to choose where he wanted to eat for lunch.
I'm going to take care of him three meals a day, and I have two more meals today.
He stopped and stopped all the way, and when he had chosen a hotel, the hotel was closed, and it would not be open until after five o'clock in the afternoon.
He chose to wait, and I stayed with him.
The streets are full of people and costumes, the sky is blue, the clouds are low, and the sun is shining.
I tilted my head and watched the white clouds flow or stop, constantly changing into various forms, not feeling bored waiting at all, but full of peace and feeling that the years were quiet.
I don't remember how long it took me to watch the sky seriously.
I've never felt the feeling of being quiet before.
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