"Monk, which scripture are you reciting?"

The boatman was speechless, but the passengers on the boat did laugh out loud, starting from one mouth to the full cabin of laughter, laughing they leaned back and sighed. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When asked, Han Xianke really couldn't answer.

Although he is a bald head, he is indeed not a true monk, and he has never recited a scripture, and even the sound of 'Amitabha Buddha' was copied from the mouth of a monk.

And now helpless.

At this moment, he was smiling at this cabin full of sighs, and he could only be kind and exposed, waiting for them to finish laughing and solve their doubts.

In the end, it was a kind-hearted house, and the fisherman of the boat family saw the embarrassment under Han Xianhe's color, and said: "We have never been to the source of Qishui, and we have never known where it is!"

"This~~. ”

Han Xian replied softly, and at this moment, it is even more difficult, these people are living by Qishui, but they have never been to the source, isn't this the edge of Qishui?

The thoughts in my heart are endless, and the voice of solving the puzzle is rising at this moment, but there is really no kindness and words of the boatman fisherman, and the meaning of the joke is obvious.

I saw that in the cabin, a lean man with a naked body said to Han Xian: "Monk, do you know why we don't know where the source of Qishui is?"

Han Xian's head shook violently, which meant to say that he didn't know.

"Haha~~. ”

I thought it would be a puzzle solution, but who thought about it, and it was indeed full of laughter.

In the end, he couldn't bear it, and the boatman glanced at Han Xian's haggard expression, and said: "We people, relying on water and mountains, relying on water, we take fishing for food, and relying on the rich mountains of Qishui, we make a living by collecting medicines. ”

"Amitabha. ”

Han Xian's mouth was a Buddha chant again, and at this moment he was happy in his heart, happy that he didn't have to walk, and that he could get close to Qishui immediately.

"Hey, old Deng Tou, if you don't have a lot of crutches, let's tell the truth to other monks. ”

Undoubtedly, some people couldn't sit still in the face of the ship's slow rules.

"Hey~~. ”

The lean man sighed.

Han Xian understood, his gaze swept over his body, and a sighing smile flashed quickly on his face, and said, "Why don't we know where the source of Qishui is, it's not that we fishermen and medicine farmers are timid. ”

When the sound started, the whole cabin was silent.

And Han Xian hurriedly held his breath and listened to the thin man finish speaking.

"That's all because we don't dare!"

"Uh~. ”

The sound of affirmation, this 'certainty' was shocked, the corners of Han Xian's mouth twitched, and his eyes fell on the face of this lean man with no clear reason, and he said that he was not timid, and now he said that he didn't dare, what did he mean?

This contradiction did not dare, and when he fell in the cabin, he was indeed the only one who was surprised, and on the faces of others, the sigh was even stronger.

"Hey~~. ”

It was another sigh that Han Xian didn't understand, and this time it was really from the mouth of the benevolent boatman.

He said: "Monk, you have seen through the red dust at a young age, you should be open-minded, what else can you not think of, you have to find the place where everyone committed suicide." ”

What words?

Han Xian's eyes widened and he couldn't understand.

"Hey, hey. ”

The cabin burst into laughter, but there was indeed a bit of fear in it, and the thin man said: "Monk, you are wearing a Taoist robe, with this bright head, but after the thought is diverged, what are you doing in the place where you seek death, where people die every year, and everyone who is young and wants to die is rushing there." ”

"Hehe~~~. ”

Laughed.

This is Han Xian's laughter, laughing until his heart is sad, this is really a chore, I thought that the death place they said was just a danger, but now they can understand it.

It was the last stop for the suicides, and it was there that they all learned about their lives.

"Hey~~. ”

Sigh.

Han Xian sighed with sorrow, adding a description of the haggard with the same color, and he looked like he was too tired to find out about it.

"An Neng is white with the vastness, and the dust of the world~~. ”

This voice came out of Han Xian's mouth, when he was a rich man with five cars to a high eight buckets, where did he learn this, it is likely to be the shadow left by the Buddha in the dustless land.

"Uh~~. ”

Everyone was shocked, their eyes were stunned, and they all stared at Han Xian, their expressions were full of sighs, and they thought in their hearts, sure enough, they were not wrong.

This is another silly boy who is tired and crooked.

"Teng~~. ”

Ferring people to death, this is not a good person's behavior, the boatman is fast, and several people hold the penny in their hands, and they want to throw Han Xian, the dead seeker, on the shore.

The hand is fast, how can you pass the 'road' quickly. ’

As soon as the boat moved, Han Xian kicked under his feet, and the person landed smoothly on the boat.

The face stood with the sorrow of the Buddha's face, and said: "Amitabha, good, good, the donor should take the poor monk for a ride, and there will be good rewards in the future." ”

"Hiss~~. ”

This is gasping for coolness, what to report, you are dead, how dare we ask, like a Buddha and like a good ghost of the Tao.

But now the boat is open, and Guan Han Xian's face is firm, and it is almost impossible to drive him down, and his own boat, in the past, has carried such people, and there are not a few.

"Wronged. ”

The boatman sighed, kept in his hands, held the penny, and carried everyone smoothly on the calm and waveless Qishui mirror.

Black makes the night.

White to make clear.

No matter how the sky changes, the people in this boat are far away from Han Xian, but they are thoughtful about Han Xian in terms of eating and drinking, what kind of meat, what kind of wine, there are all.

Eating meat and drinking this wine.

All Buddhas passed through Han Xian's stomach and intestines.

Gobbling up is like killing all sides.

The fisherman and medicine farmer who saw it were dumbfounded, and now they understood why this person was looking for death, wearing a Taoist robe and holding the monk's head, it was already a mess, and he was adding worldly meat and red dust wine, that is, he was messing up.

It's the Tao, it's the Buddha, then you have to die.

At the end of the night, the sky was bright, and those who were not afraid were getting closer and closer to the place where they were afraid of death, and there was a trace of piety and awe in their eyes.

It is the reverence of the souls of the dead.

This is a prayer to ask for the blessings of the heavens.

On the shore of the mirror of Qishui, a simple shore mouth appeared in Han Xian's field of vision, so it was a forbidden place for this group of people, and he should go on the road alone.

After a while, the boatman made a strong hand and landed steadily, and the group immediately landed.

And a pair of eyes stared at Han Xian, as if they were seeing him off, and as if they were making a final retention.

In the end, he couldn't bear it, the boat family looked at Han Xian and said again: "The saint is not stagnant in things, but can move with the world, and all living beings should be drunk and turbid together, why do you think deeply about living high and let yourself go?"

It's amazing, a person who fishes and collects medicine actually understands this, which makes Han Xian not feel squeaky and amazing.

There are too many people looking for death in the crossing, and in my heart, this boat family has also studied, and I read the classics, and I think these sentences are useful.

Fortunately, the Buddha still left a little shadow in his heart.

Han Xian immediately made a sincere and indignant face, and gritted his teeth and said: "I, I'd rather go to the river and be buried in the belly of the fish, rather than ask for anything to get drunk and turbid." ”

"Uh~. ”

The boatman paid too little attention to the classics, and he was already short of words about Han Xian's history.

Han Xian stood up with the bow of the boat, his face was full of pride, and the song in his mouth suddenly rose, saying: "The water of the waves is clear, you can wet my feet, and the water of the waves is turbid, you can wet my feet." ”

"Puff~~. ”

Be proud in the air, splashing three feet high, like blood singing.

Abruptly, what Han Xian asked for was not 'Mao Wu Ying' and 'Mao Wu Foot', but the whole body was mixed in the water, and the person fell into the water, sank to the bottom, and buried the belly of the fish.

The water of the mirror surface is formed into a mirror.

"This false Taoist, the stupid monk is sinking so fast. The crowd was stupid.

"Hey, forget it, forget it. ”

Everyone laughed and walked away.

Are they ruthless?

No, they have kept it, and they laughed, but it was a kind of dare, who dared to enter the deep water of the soul, there is an old mother at home, and there are wives and children at home, and they are still waiting for themselves to get together, how can they take risks easily.

When the people leave, it's time for the people who are in the water to go ashore.

"Giggle~~. ”

"I'm freezing to death. He had already risen on the shore of the place where the fishermen did not dare to dye his feet, and he quickly jumped out of the water and landed on the shore.

His eyes swept behind him.

"Hey~~. ”

Sighing, the Yang Yang Shui behind it was like another world, and he was kicked out by it, Han Xian wiped his head.

Bald, cool, so cold.

I must have gotten used to it.

With the movement under his feet, this road to the water is destined to be walked only by one person, but he is indeed carrying too many souls on his body, and he must reinvent the reincarnation for them.

The foot falls is unwavering.

Han Xian's head was raised, looking at the leaves that blocked the sun and blinded his eyes, and an inexplicable panic floated in his heart.

"Whew~~. ”

The star map surged, and immediately took Han Xian to break through the leaves, and fell into the warmth of the sun, and his heart was a little confused, but fortunately, the sun was still there.

The body is falling, and there is no doubt that in such a place, flying in the air, the chance of being targeted by some strange people with ulterior motives is too great.

Walked through the day.

"Whew~~. ”

The road is surging, Han Xian once again broke through the maze leaves, and the person was immediately bathed in the brightness of the moon, and his heart was a little fixed, fortunately, the moon was still there, and he fell, and walked through the night.

Worries come to naught.

Han Xian rushed into the wind desperately, and when he was tired, he walked on the ground to adjust, I don't know how many times I repeated, what I can know is.

The original wide Qishui River was getting narrower and shallower by himself, and finally he only became a white line, and finally Han Xian almost became a wild man.

The face was a gray and black beard, if it weren't for the magic of the Taoist robe given by Master Xiao Wangzhi, I am afraid that Han Xian would have to hunt a beast and peel off the skin to cover his shame.

But in the process of gradual progress, the magical robe will also be covered with dust.

Although it can still be maintained at this moment, the gray and black in it already indicates that it is not far from broken.

However, now these are not the most important to Han Xian himself, the most important thing is not far in front of him, I don't know if it is boring, or Han Xian is too boring.

He actually took local materials, looked for wood, pulled a beast tendon to make a big bow, and was doing cautious hunting like a hunter.

The body is a tiptoeing cat, the expression on his face is tight and he doesn't dare to breathe, his eyes are like wolves, the bow is full of round, the arrow is cold, and the killing intent is pointing forward.

A rabbit, a very fat rabbit.

"Today's dinner is yours. ”

This is what Han Xian thought in his heart, he was really bored, catching a rabbit, Han Xian's strength was enough, it could be said that he could take it without using his hands, but now he is really serious and excessive.

"Hey, hey. ”

Whose laughter, Han Xian couldn't hear it.

"Today's dinner is yours. ”

Whose voice, Han Xian couldn't hear it.

It is the hidden bow behind the bow, and the hidden arrow behind the arrow.