Among the mountains and forests, lush greenery.

In a small town surrounded by mountains, a room, an old bed, and two windows are fortunately pasted with a layer of paper, otherwise you would have to feel the biting wind in winter.

Huzi felt that he had a long dream.

In my dream, I saw thousands of troops.

He didn't have a clear understanding of the soldiers' war, but he felt that all that echoed in his ears were the sound of horses' hooves, soldiers, and shouts of killing.

Even the sound of the iron piece piercing into the skin was as subtle as silk.

He stood in the midst of the hosts, trembling.

He could only flee frantically, but fortunately he was not hurt by those people, and finally found an inconspicuous corner, which was under the towering city wall, and the gray bricks were carved with vicissitudes.

He hugged his knees, sat on the ground, and cried and cried for his sister.

The body was also shaking.

Finally, a man walked up to him.

Raising his head and looking at the man, I don't know why, Huzi suddenly had a sense of security.

The man smiled, stretched out his hand, and looked at him.

He subconsciously wanted to hold that hand, but at that moment, suddenly a neighing of a war horse made him slightly stunned.

Then, there was a crisp hollow wooden fish sound, echoing in his ears, which made him wake up suddenly.

I saw that the man standing in front of him suddenly became furious, accompanied by an angry shout, and a black aura rushed to the sky.

"Stinky monk, dare to stop me, don't let me find a container, then you will be my carrier!"

"You Buddhists, don't you want to cross the world? Then you will be my ferryman!"

"Come on!"

A roar of rage froze all the surrounding pictures.

Above the sky, the original crushing dark clouds suddenly revealed a golden light.

With a "yes".

The man standing in front of Huzi finally showed a smile on his face, turned into a black light, and crashed towards the golden light.

"The monk is still kind-hearted after all!" was full of sarcasm.

After a swing, Huzi suddenly opened his eyes, and it was still the same dilapidated bed.

The first person he saw when he opened his eyes was the little monk sitting in front of him.

"Little monk, I ......"

Meizi rushed to him and pulled Huzi into her arms.

"You bastard child, you slept for three days and three nights, are you really going to scare your sister to death?"

Returning to her sister's warm arms, Huzi cried out.

When he cried, he was still standing and sitting on the edge of the bed.

He always felt that the word "good" before came out of the mouth of a young monk.

"Meizi, I'll go back first. The little monk stood up and said with a smile.

"Huh? Okay...... So, thank you for saving my brother! By the way, what was his illness before?"

The little monk was silent.

After a while, he laughed and said, "Huzi is fine, but I'm going to retreat for a few days, so you don't need to look for me." ”

"Huh?" Meizi was stunned for a moment and asked, "What are you going to do?"

The little monk just smiled, but didn't speak.

He turned and walked out of the house.

"Sister, the little monk is weird today. Huzi whispered.

When he spoke, the snot flowed into his mouth.

"Shut up!" she reprimanded her brother angrily when she saw her brother wake up again.

Huzi shook and nodded quickly.

However, he always felt that it was very good to wake up from a dream......

The little monk slowly returned to his room.

Closing the door, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the expression on his face changed dramatically at this moment.

"Such a heavy evil qi ......" the little monk smiled bitterly, took a few steps forward, and sat cross-legged on the futon.

Holding a wooden fish in his hand, he slowly beats it.

His lips squirmed, and he said Sanskrit, which others would surely not understand, and asked the Buddha in his heart.

The Buddha did not answer him, but a voice sounded in his ears.

"You really want to send me away, do you have such a great ability?" the voice sounded dry and murderous.

The little monk did not speak, but was still engrossed in chanting the scriptures.

"If God is afraid of me, why promise me?" the voice continued.

The little monk slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes were no longer as bright as before, but filled with a sense of resentment.

Fortunately, he soon suppressed that resentment again.

"I really didn't expect you to hide in a child's body, no wonder I didn't find you for three days. The little monk sneered and said, "Only the innocence of a child and the heart of a child can cover up the resentment and evil spirit in you, right?"

"We're not talking about the same topic at all. The man said.

"Hmm. The little monk nodded, closed his eyes, and recited the scriptures.

"Well, how about you help me achieve what I want, and I'll leave your body?"

The little monk ignored him.

"Then I'll take a step back, you help me find a body again, and I'll leave. ”

The little monk continued to chant the scriptures.

"Damn, you really don't think Lao Tzu has a temper, do you?" the voice finally got angry.

The little monk laughed and said, "Donor, are you afraid?"

"What am I afraid of?!" the voice said in exasperation.

"You're afraid, I've really made you a degree. The little monk said, "Otherwise, why be in such a hurry?"

"Hmph, do you really think that I will make you so smooth? Yes, your cultivation is very high, and you even have the heart of a Buddha, with your cultivation and understanding, it is not difficult to become a Buddha, and you can even sit on the ground and become a Buddha, but even so, what can you do? You are still a mortal, a mortal fetus, since this is the case, how can you threaten me?" the voice sneered.

The little monk felt that the voice in his heart was just using this way to hide the jealousy in his heart.

"Do you really think I didn't keep a hand?" the voice continued.

The little monk sighed and said, "Donor, the Great Zhong Dynasty is gone, even if you can really become a human being again and find your body, so what? That body is just a place for you to hide, do you really think that you can still restore the Great Zhong Dynasty, and you can still rely on your own strength to destroy all countries and slaughter the common people?"

The voice fell silent for a moment.

I don't know how long it took for the voice to say again, "Do you know who I am?"

"Yes. ”

“……”

Now, it's a complete silence.

For three days, the little monk did not go out.

For the past three days, Meizi would walk around the little monk's door every day.

At noon on this day, suddenly, the village chief walked towards the little monk's house.

Behind him, there were several young and strong men.

"Meizi, what are you doing here?" the village chief asked with a frown.

Meizi was slightly stunned, shook her head, and her face was a little red.

"Okay, that little monk, is he still in the house?" the village chief asked.

Meizi is a careful girl, and immediately noticed that these people are menacing, and they are not good.

If it had been in the past, the village chief would not have called the little monk directly, no matter what.

No matter how it sounds, it feels a little abrupt and a little weird.

The few people standing behind the village chief, Meizi felt as if she had seen it, it was not from this village, but brought back by Suiyang.

"Village Chief, are you looking for the little monk, is there anything wrong?" asked Meizi.

The village chief looked at Meizi's eyes, which gradually softened, he laughed and said, "It's nothing, it's just that there are some situations that need to be confirmed with the little monk, you go back first." ”

Meizi shook her head.

"The little monk can't see you now. Meizi said.

"Well, why?!" the village chief was stunned, and his brows furrowed.

A young man who followed behind the village chief, wearing a sheep's fur, said with an unhappy face: "Little girl, get out of the way, I can tell you, that little monk is not a good person!"

"Nonsense!" "Meizi was suddenly furious, like an angry lioness, and roared, "Why do you say that? What proof do you have? What are you?"

This is the most angry time in Meizi's life.

Growing so big, it was the first time she was so blushing.

Because she always felt that she was a girl, fatherless and motherless, and others called for it, there was no one to rely on, she could only be bullied, and it was nothing to be bullied, but she still had a younger brother, if there was really a three long and two short, what should her brother do?

So in Meizi's opinion, for so many years, she has not lived for herself for a day, but for her younger brother.

But now she really can't bear it anymore.

She thought the guy in the sheep's coat was talking like a fart.

Although the little monk has not been in their ravine for a long time, how many people in every family dare to say that they have not received the favor of the little monk?

Now someone dares to shamelessly say in front of her that the little monk is not a good person.

This is not nonsense, what is it?

If she had the strength, she would definitely have skinned the young man in front of her.

"Hmph, you know a fart, and I don't bother to talk to you more. The sheep fur man snorted coldly and turned his face.

Looking at his appearance, he doesn't seem to want to have any arguments with Meizi.

On the one hand, it is because Suiyang had instructed him before that he must be careful, because the little monk is not ordinary, he is too fanfare, and he will only startle the snake.

On the other hand, it is also because he thinks that arguing with a woman is not interesting, winning, dishonorable, losing, even more dishonorable.

Mei Zi snorted coldly and said: "In order to save my younger brother, the little monk was sick before, and now he is still in retreat, you can't go in and mess around, although I don't understand the retreat, but I always hear people say that that's what immortal cultivators do, and they can't be disturbed." ”

"Heh, isn't that guy already running away?" said the young man in sheep's fur.

Meizi ignored him, but still stood still, motionless like a stake.

This is to put on a clear posture and tell them that as long as I am still at the door of the little monk, none of you will be able to enter!