The cold night is like iron, and the wind blows like slaughter. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThere is a small temple next to a small forest, the small temple is a little dilapidated, but it still glows a little bit in the night.

A child in the temple, who was about fourteen or fifteen years old, added some firewood from time to time. The light of the fire is not high, but it can keep the temple from being as cold and biting as outside. It's just that the holes in the temple that can't be repaired, and the cold wind that occasionally blows in are cold and biting, and the Hokage is shaking everywhere from time to time.

The boy was dressed in clothes that were no longer visible, and there were several patches on them, and even several holes could be seen. In the cold night, the boy couldn't help but shiver.

The boy looked at the Buddha statue in the temple, which was already dilapidated. It's just that the young man didn't care much about it, and kept chanting words in his mouth.

"Bodhisattva of great compassion, please let me find my grandmother. Grandma can't stand such cold weather, and I have to find her so that I can take good care of her! Bodhisattva bless, Bodhisattva bless!"

The boy didn't think that his body didn't seem to be that strong, but he didn't think about it more, just kept praying. I hope that I can be blessed by the Bodhisattva in my sincere prayers.

His hands were folded, his eyes were gently closed, but his trembling body told him that the night was not so peaceful. The young man's face was emaciated, his face was dark, as if he had smeared something, and he couldn't see the specific face.

He and his grandmother were separated while begging in Yecheng, a blind woman with no one to take care of her, and probably a corpse that would be still in a mass grave one morning. The teenager would look for his grandmother every day. Grandma is already his only relative in this world. If Grandma died, he really didn't know how to live!

The Bodhisattva is merciful and will definitely bless Grandma!

The boy thought to himself.

At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door of the temple. The young man turned back suddenly: "Who?" ”

No one answered him, but the knock on the door kept ringing, and the voice was slow and rhythmic. The young man stood up with a wary expression, and touched a wooden stick with the thickness of his arm.

On such a cold day, usually no one is passing by, so I don't think it should be a good person. Otherwise, what are you doing in the middle of the night? He thought to himself.

At this moment, his body stopped trembling, his heart was a little hairy, and he felt the wooden stick and walked towards the door. Faintly, the boy saw a figure through the crack in the door. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Just one person.

The young man walked behind the door and squatted. The knocker seemed to have lost patience and pushed the door open. The young man listened to the footsteps and silently calculated, how can he hit the key point with one blow, he must be knocked out with a stick, at least the person outside the door will not be able to move in pain!

Footsteps entered the door, and the boy leaped forward, raised his stick, and knocked down on the figure that had entered.

The boy was stunned, and he didn't hear a muffled grunt when the stick was knocked down. The stick had been grasped by one hand, and he was a little surprised. It took him all his strength, don't look at the young man's body seems to be a little thin, but this time, after all, he has been accumulating strength for a long time.

The boy looked up and saw the knocker. He was dressed in a cyan robe, his face was a little dark, and his body didn't look particularly strong, but it seemed to have a strength that the young man couldn't imagine.

It turned out to be a Taoist priest. He thought so.

Maybe not a bad person, just a Taoist priest passing by.

"You doll, why do you still want to knock on the stuffy stick, there is not much gold and silver on the poor road!"

The Taoist priest's words interrupted his contemplation, or perhaps he took it for granted, and his guard relaxed slightly.

"It's dark and cold, in the middle of the night, who knows who is passing by, I don't want to rob you of something!"

Not to be outdone, the boy said.

"You also have some sense, I don't care about you knocking the stuffy stick today, although you haven't knocked it yet!"

The Taoist priest laughed a little, and said as if remembering something: "What else do you have here to satisfy hunger!" ”

The Taoist priest subconsciously touched his stomach, maybe he was also very hungry.

"Well, I won't bother with you if you take it out!"

"Nope!" The young man's expression suddenly became vigilant, holding a wooden stick in both hands to protect his chest, and his eyes looked at a haystack under the broken Buddha statue with some unnatural eyes. Just glanced at it lightly, and immediately looked at the Taoist priest with a firm look. It seems to be a guarantee.

It's just that the vigilance of the teenager betrayed him.

The Taoist priest looked at the young man carefully, and his embarrassment was enough to describe. Suddenly smiled and said:

"Well, you don't look like a person with something to eat. Poor Road should be fine for a night! ”

"Uh, yes, you go sleep over there!"

The young man couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

The two closed the temple door again, and suddenly felt a little warmer again, and the young man tightened his clothes.

The Taoist priest hadn't gone to sleep right away, but just relied on the young man's small fire to roast the fire. There was a smile on his face, not knowing what he was thinking.

Because of the confrontation between the two people just now, the flames were already dying, and the young man hurriedly added some firewood.

He thought for a while and said to the Taoist priest: "Why are you still outside so late, on such a cold day, you are not afraid of being frozen to death!" ”

"Poor Dao naturally has a way to keep out the cold, and Poor Dao is a Taoist priest who travels everywhere, how can he be afraid of this little cold."

The Taoist priest seemed to be a little proud, as if he was playing to the young man.

"Oh!"

Suddenly, the young man looked a little lonely, he thought of his grandmother, on such a cold day, it would be good if grandma would also use this method to keep out the cold.

"Want to learn? Ha, don't teach you! ”

The Taoist priest said. I don't know when the Taoist priest took a slightly dirty steamed bun in his hand and ate it slowly.

The young man glanced at him unintentionally, although he wanted to learn the method of keeping out the cold, but his grandmother was not there, and he couldn't use it if he learned it. But the next moment, the young man rose up and rushed straight to the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest stopped him with one hand and said, "What are you doing, what are you going to do!" There was a hint of banter in his voice.

"You return my steamed buns, you return my steamed buns!!"

The young man spent all his strength, but he still couldn't grab it, so he was stopped by the Taoist priest with one hand.

Seeing that the steamed buns in the Taoist priest's hand were gone, they were all eaten by him. The boy was desperate.

He didn't grab the little steamed bun left in front of the Taoist priest, and sat on the ground. muttered in his mouth:

"It's gone, the steamed buns left for grandma are gone. What should I do if my grandma is back, what should I do? ”

With sobs in his voice, the Taoist priest glanced at it and said with some embarrassment:

"Hey, isn't this just a steamed bun, tomorrow, I'll buy you a few fresh big steamed buns tomorrow!"

He scratched his head, "You still have a grandma?" Where's your grandma? You shouldn't go out on such a cold day, right? ”

Hearing this, the young man's cry suddenly became louder, and he said that it was as miserable as it was. I only heard the young man keep saying, "I lost my grandmother, I lost my grandmother!! ”

The Taoist priest was at a loss at this time, thinking to himself:

"It's not easy in this world, there are so many things to eat a steamed bun!"

The Taoist priest suddenly slapped the ground and said to the young man mysteriously: "I have a way, the poor Taoist is a little familiar with the technique of hexagrams, you can calculate a hexagram for your grandmother, and tomorrow morning, you can go to find your grandma!" Isn't that good, you say? ”

The young man raised his teary eyes and looked at the Taoist priest, who only looked in his twenties, and heard his grandmother say that those who had magic were old Taoist priests and old monks, and he couldn't help but have some suspicion in his eyes. But he still said:

"Really? But I don't have any money for you! ”

The boy remembered the Taoist priest who set up a stall on the street to tell fortunes.

The boy sobbed occasionally from time to time.

"I don't charge you money, just don't cry! Hey, don't look at me like that, come on, come and watch! The Taoist priest looked at the young man's eyes and felt a little embarrassed.

He took out three copper coins from his body and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Dog, that's what my grandma called!"

The "dog" Taoist priest couldn't help but be a little speechless: "Then do you know your grandmother's birthday?" ”

"I don't know."

"Okay, then, it's up to you."

The Taoist priest rolled his eyes, but his hand moved, three copper coins were thrown into the sky, and there were words in his mouth, and the dog listened carefully, but he couldn't hear what the Taoist priest was saying.

Seeing that the copper coin fell to the ground, the Taoist priest looked at it, and then looked up with a strange look.

The dog hurriedly asked, "Where is my grandmother?" The tears on his face were still there, but at this time, he didn't care about so much, he wiped it casually, and there was a black mark on his face.

"It should be in the northwest direction of Yecheng! That's right, in the northwest direction! The Taoist priest said as if he were affirming his achievements.

"Ahh The dog breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and thought: I can finally find my grandmother tomorrow.

At this time, his suspicion of the Taoist priest had been thrown away.

The Taoist priest looked at the dog's relaxed face, and looked like he wanted to stop talking.

The dog didn't notice it, but he was slightly happy in his heart, looked at the Taoist priest and said embarrassedly: "At first, I wanted to hit you with a wooden stick." ”

The dog wanted to apologize, but he didn't know what to say.

At this time, the Taoist priest returned to his usual appearance, a little casual.

"It's okay, you just don't cry," he laughed twice.

The dog scratched his head and said with a little blush: "By the way, I don't know the name of the Taoist yet, no, what is the Taoist name of the Taoist Chief?" ”

"Dao number" The Taoist priest rolled his eyes and said, "My name is Qingyunzi." I like to travel everywhere, why don't I accept you as a disciple? ”

"No, I'm going to find grandma, and I'll take care of her when I find grandma." The dog laughed, "I can't go with you." ”

"I can teach you a lot of things, like the calculations you just saw." Qingyunzi followed the temptation and said: "I also know a lot of magical techniques, after you learn it, you won't be afraid of others bullying you." It also protects the people you want to protect. ”

The dog's eyes shone like stars in the sky, and then dimmed again.

"My grandma is in very bad health and can't follow you, and there will be no one to take care of her when I leave!"

Qingyunzi looked at the dog carefully, as if she wanted to get to know the dog again. It seems to be a bit of an exclamation. He said:

"Don't be in a hurry to refuse me yet, wait until you find your grandmother."

The dog touched his nose, "Oh, I'm not going to go with you anyway!" ”

By this time, the firewood was gone, and the flames were about to be extinguished. A gust of wind blew in, making the dog shiver. At this point, Qingyunzi and the dog each found a place to sleep.

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