"Well, I didn't tell you if I knew I wouldn't have told you. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" The fat man shook his head in frustration.

"You stay here for a while, I'll go back first. Southwind stood up.

"What are you doing?" asked the fat man.

"I'll leave now, and when you've had enough, go find me in the cave. Nanfeng said, there was no concern before, and I didn't know what it was like to worry, but this time with concern, I knew that worrying about a person was so worrying.

Seeing this, the fat man hurriedly dissuaded, "It's been a few days since the incident happened, they have already left, and you won't see anyone if you go." ”

Nanfeng frowned and remained silent.

Seeing that the south wind was loosening, the fat man said again, "It's already dark, you can't see clearly at night, how can you hurry?"

The south wind sighed sadly.

The fat man pointed at the eighth master and said, "Besides, you still have it with you, if you really want to leave, you have to prepare food for it." Don't worry, stay here for another night, and we'll leave early tomorrow morning. ”

Before Nanfeng could answer, Hua Ting'er pushed the door in from outside, "It's dark, why don't you light the lights?"

Flower Thorn is here to teach Nanfeng to train birds, the fat man has no interest in this, listened for a moment to find an excuse to leave, stay in Nanfeng himself, uncertain, and listen to Flower Thorn with thousands of thoughts.

Bird training is similar to animal taming, which requires both grace and power, inducing with food, and cultivating closeness. It was supplemented by whipping and punishment, which made them fearful.

Birds and beasts raised by children are easier to domesticate, and can be domesticated only by food inducement, because their wild nature is not heavy, so they do not need to be whipped and punished, if they are punished, they are afraid and alienated.

As the so-called art has a specialization, although Hua Tinger is a rough person, he is quite proficient in the way of the beast, and the head of the talk is the way, although the south wind is concerned about Zhuge Chanjuan, but he can only force distracting thoughts, listen to it, and remember it by heart.

Half an hour later, someone came and shouted that the rhinoceros that had been caught earlier had gone berserk and was running rampant in the wooden pen.

Flower Thorn hurriedly got up, "That's pretty much it, I'll go first." ”

Nanfeng got up to say goodbye, and the flower thorn walked to the door and stopped again, "By the way, there are a few more spells." ”

After that, he recited the mantra twice, and said the kneading method of the fingers, and then hurried away.

Nanfeng watched the thorn leave, and the spells and fingers that Thorn had spoken of earlier were the same ones that Fourteen had used before, and the purpose of the spells and fingers was to control the mount, causing it to lose its autonomous consciousness and be completely controlled by its master.

These spells can damage the mount's consciousness and are not used in normal times, but in times of crisis, you can use these spells and tips to control the mount to do some dangerous actions beyond your instinct.

The eighth master was hungry again, and began to bark, and Nanfeng could only go out to find something to eat with it, and there was uncooked mutton in the opposite wing, so he took a leg of mutton and came back, and cut and fed it with the short knife given by Hua Thorn.

As the so-called concern is chaos, Nanfeng wanted to think quietly about whether the explosion that occurred in the inn where Li Chaozong and the others were made or accidental, but his mood was uneven, and his mind was full of Zhuge Chanjuan, and Liu Ruyan, the master of the Fire Palace, once said that Zhuge Chanjuan was talented, and Li Chaozong must not be allowed to marry her. He didn't know what made Zhuge Chanjuan different from ordinary people, but Li Chaozong must have known it, otherwise he wouldn't be in a hurry to marry Zhuge Chanjuan.

Losing the protection of Wang Zhong and his wife, Li Chaozong has no scruples, and he may attack Zhuge Chanjuan at any time, Li Chaozong is too Xuan Xiu, Zhuge Chanjuan is naturally not his opponent, and what may happen is something he dare not imagine and cannot accept.

Protecting one's own woman and not letting others get involved is the instinct that every man has with it, thinking of what Li Chaozong might do to Zhuge Chanjuan, Nanfeng is anxious and hateful, angry, troubled in his heart, and difficult to calm down for a long time.

Feeling depressed, he hugged the eighth master out and sat down from the door, there was wind outside, it was very cool.

The heat will make people irritable, the cold can make people quiet, the south wind gradually regained its calm under the blowing of the night wind, thinking about it, Li Chaozong's attack on Zhuge Chanjuan is not very likely, making such a judgment is naturally not because Li Chaozong is a righteous gentleman, but he understands Zhuge Chanjuan, Zhuge Chanjuan is very fierce, naturally will not succumb to Li Chaozong's authority, if Li Chaozong is strong, Zhuge Chanjuan will definitely resist desperately. Zhuge Chanjuan has been passed on by Wang Zhongzhen, proficient in medical skills and poison arts, Li Chaozong cannot be unscrupulous about her.

Moreover, the explosion occurred during the day, and there were many onlookers, and Li Chaozong could not do anything in that situation. And Zhuge Chanjuan also knew that Li Chaozong coveted her, so she would naturally have a precautionary heart to deal with it at night.

Calmly weighed, the probability of Zhuge Chanjuan's accident only accounts for 30%, at most 30%.

"Goo-goo-goo...... Coo-coo...... "The eighth master is calling."

Nanfeng retracted his thoughts, tilted his head to look at the eighth master, and saw that the eighth master was also tilting his head to look at him, unlike ordinary birds, the eighth master's neck rotated very much, if it was a human or some other beast, the neck was twisted like this, I am afraid it would have been broken long ago.

"It's useless to worry. "The south wind breathes deeply to calm the mood.

This night, Nanfeng didn't sleep steadily, and he had to wake up every once in a while to feed the eighth master, in fact, the eighth master himself could eat, but if the eighth master ate by himself, he couldn't call it by name when feeding, and the eighth master didn't know that he was called the eighth master.

Early the next morning, the south wind got up early, went to the cave to see the thorn, and asked the thorn for a carriage.

Hua Thorn naturally would not be stingy, and came out with her clothes draped and shouted a few barbarian words at the clansmen who were busy in the courtyard, and then pointed at the clansman and said to the south wind, "You go with him, tell him what you want." ”

Since it is his own brother, Nanfeng did not thank him, and the barbarian asked for a carriage with a canopy, laid out straw bedding, and put a baggage, because the weather was too hot, the meat was not resistant to storage, so he could not take the meat on the road, but the eighth master always had to eat, the mule and horse were too big, and they would be broken if they couldn't finish eating, and the sheep couldn't finish eating, so they could only get a basket of grass chickens to bring with them.

Nanfeng was busy, the fat man hadn't gotten up yet, and Nanfeng was inconvenient to call, so he could only wait outside.

At breakfast, the fat man finally got up, and Nanfeng drove the carriage to the back of the wing, and carried the two black iron sledgehammers to the cart with the fat man.

"I can't take it with me, so I might as well leave it here. "Fat babbling.

Nanfeng didn't answer, everything has pros and cons, as soon as Wang Zhong and his wife died, Zhuge Chanjuan lost her asylum. But Zhuge Chanjuan had previously said that the dragon-toothed silkworm, the tiger-skinned cicada, and the turtle-backed longhorn were all in Wang Zhong's hands, and as soon as Wang Zhong and his wife died, the tiger-skinned cicada was naturally obtained by Zhuge Chanjuan.

Chen, the two set off on the road, the barbarians are not as delicate as the Han people, the flower thorn only sent the two out of the cottage and went back, the south wind drove in front, the fat man and the twelve were behind, muttering some take care, be careful, often come back to see ah and other love words and nonsense.

After sending five or six miles, twelve went back, and the fat man caught up with the south wind with two burdens, one large and one small.

There was a curtain behind the carriage, and the fat man lifted the curtain and threw the baggage into it, and by the sound of the voice, the two bags should be filled with gold, silver, and dry food.

"Hey, your owl is biting chickens. The fat man shouted from behind.

Nanfeng turned around when he heard the sound, and saw that the eighth master was behind with bad intentions, but it was still small, and it was not a real bite, so it could only be regarded as a nuisance.

"I'm gone this time, and I don't know when I'll be able to come back. The fat man took a few quick steps and sat down on the other side of the wheel.

"You accompanied me to Gong County, and then brought Lao Bai back, if I need your help, I will come back to you. Nanfeng said.

The fat man didn't sleep well last night, and he began to yawn as soon as the sun broke, "The man is ambitious, how can he nest in one place." ”

"You don't want people, do you?" asked Nanfeng.

"How can it," the fat man waved his hand, "Twelve people are good, and they are good to me, although they are not very good-looking, but they are strong and strong, and they are good at birth. ”

"That's called marrying a wife and marrying virtue, and taking a concubine. "The south wind corrects.

"That's what it means, it's good to be a wife like Twelve, it's easy to give birth to, and it's worry-free. The fat man yawned again.

"Where do you still look like a monk now? Nanfeng heard the fat man's words, and the fat man's words made it clear that he wanted to take a concubine in the future.

"What should a monk look like?" asked the fat man.

Nanfeng didn't answer, and the fat man's question was really hard to answer.

"You're not a Buddhist, and there are some things you don't understand. The fat man pouted.

Nanfeng glanced at the fat man, "You can talk about it, see if I understand." ”

"Okay, I'll tell you," the fat man raised his leg and stepped on the wheel, "The monk is like the commoner, the people must obey the law, and the monk must also keep the precepts, but in addition to the commoners, there are officials above, and there are some laws that the commoners have to obey, but the officials don't need it." ”

"You're really good at messing around, do you mean that if you are the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva, you don't need to follow the rules and precepts?" Nanfeng asked with a smile.

The fat man waved his hand, "It's not quite right for me to say that, don't worry, wait for me to think about it." ”

Birds and beasts are not the same as people, but they are not completely different, taking bullying people as an example, they are all trying to bully, and if they are sure that the other party is good to bully, they will have to inch in, at this time the eighth master will have to inch in, and the grass chicken in the basket will not resist, so he will change the disturbance to the real bite, and the grass chicken that bites is chirping. Hearing this, Nanfeng hurriedly shouted to stop it, not because it didn't want it to eat, but because it wasn't hungry now, it was pure destruction.

The fat man closed his eyes and frowned in thought.

Seeing the fat man's expression, Nanfeng was a little surprised, seeing that this fat man really had any outstanding ideas, but he was clumsy and didn't know how to express it accurately.

After a long time, the fat man opened his eyes, "Wine and wealth are all poisons, others will die if they eat it, but I am fine if I eat it, and I can't say that I am okay after eating, but I am better than them, and these poisons will not poison me." Do you understand?"

Go on. Nanfeng nodded.

"They can't stand the poison of wine and wealth, so they can't let them touch it, so they set rules and precepts to restrain them. But somebody has to tell them how harmful the poison is, and if they don't test it themselves, what can they tell them?" said the fat man.

Nanfeng tilted his head and glanced at the fat man, until this moment he was still not sure whether the fat man was making excuses for himself or if he really had some insight into the Dharma life.

"I have jumped down now, and if I can climb up in the future, I can show up and say the Dharma and keep other monks away from wine and wealth, which is a great merit. The fat man said.

"You are a monk, you are cool, marry a wife and have children to be a bodhisattva, and you will not be delayed. "The south wind teased.

"Don't rush to squeeze me," the fat man waved his hand eagerly, "What I'm saying is that I can climb up in the future, if I can't climb up, I'll be finished, let alone a bodhisattva, I can't even be an arhat, I will return to the six realms, and sink again." ”

"To put it bluntly, I pave the way for others to show the way, and those monks who abide by the rules and precepts may be higher than my fruit rank in the future, can you understand what I said?"

Seeing the fat man's expression, Nanfeng knew that he was telling the truth, and nodded after thinking about it carefully, "Test the poison by yourself and sacrifice yourself for others." ”

"Yes, I don't go to hell, who goes to hell. "The fat man was very happy, and it was a blessing to have a friend who could understand his thoughts.

"And how many more hells are you going to go to?" asked Nanfeng with a smile.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to come back if I go down too much, and I won't ......worry about it if I don't go back a few times."

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