In the south of Yunjing City, it is the fifteenth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, and the fragrance of osmanthus flowers on the official road of Yanshan has drifted for more than ten miles.

Just like the rape flowers in March and April, the yellow waves of the wild are swaying with the wind, at first glance, the golden mangs are dazzling, such as watching the snow for a long time, causing snow blindness.

The horse caravan merchants who come and go to Yunjing, the farmers who wield hoes, and the fishermen who rowed boats in the waves are all happy and happy to shuttle through the wild osmanthus flowers in full bloom.

In the Bohua Temple on the top of Yan Mountain, climb to the top of the nine-story Anguo Tower, lean over to remove the thin clouds around the tower, and look at it, just enjoy the richness and prosperity in Yunjing City.

Bang bang, a few crisp sounds, like Sanskrit sound hammering the heartstrings.

Xiao Mida is like an old monk who has entered the meditation, wearing a set of light blue and white monk's robes, and his appearance in recent days is the same, sitting on the stone pier on the edge of the cliff.

A pine nearly a thousand years old stretched out its huge arms that had experienced the world, blocking out the scorching sun directly above his head.

There was a sweat flashing on Xiao Mida's white bald head, and his body sat quietly with the sudden wind lifting his cuffs, and his hand was still beating on the top of the yellowed ebony fish.

In front of the rather funny big head, there was a pair of honest and bright thick eyebrows and big eyes. Compared with the thin body wrapped in the monk's robe, just looking at the facial features, there is no doubt that he is a handsome boy.

"Jin Gui is drunk for ten miles, and he makes Hangzhou Bianzhou, ah... Hah..."

Anguo Tower, on the blue tile on the top floor of the tower, a young man in plain clothes with a wooden sword on his head lay down and slept on his back.

He shouted in his voice, and suddenly spit out a few pieces of medicinal wine that had been accumulated for many days, soothing the drunkenness of a night and half a day.

As the arm covering the sun on his face slid down, the fingers carved like white jade were out of force, and the medicinal wine gourd held by three fingers took off his hand. The gourd was like a ripe watermelon on the slope, slid down the top of the tower with a few clicks, and disappeared into the clouds.

Listening to the sound, the root of the little Mida ear moved slightly.

"I ate for nothing, and my brother drank too much"

He was shocked, and he simply stopped beating the wooden fish, and muttered in his mouth, as if he was sympathizing with the strange senior brother who suddenly appeared in the temple a few days ago.

Although he didn't understand the poetry, he guessed a little true, and the abbot couldn't control this senior brother in the past few days, so he let this person get drunk and break the precept of drinking.

"Maybe it's suffocating, ordinary people's concentration is not as good as our monks, and after three or five days, it should be upset, right?"

Xiao Mida stood up and looked at the field under the cliff, the house that was hidden in the peach forest, only leaking a corner of the tile roof.

There, the family seemed to have been born in his eyes like a quiet lake.

In his thoughts, he faintly appeared that the plain cloth pink skirt, the black waist was tight, and the little girl with a jade-like posture was delicate, and when she fluttered butterflies outside the temple, the peach blossoms covered the shame and Mobi, and the transparent and lovely innocent smile lingered.

He didn't know if he was dizzy from the sun, or he was thinking, in recent days, he always had to think of the puffy girl doll that came from the incense, and her home was in the undefeated peach forest.

Because of this, when he was playing, the master bumped into him and scolded him, but because of the pain on the ring ruler, the girl's doll appearance was engraved in her heart, and she fell asleep several times at night.

For the first time since he was sensible, the master punished him. For him, he didn't understand this wall, he just told the truth and collided with the master, and he couldn't tell if the girl was a doll. I just think she's very cute, and she feels completely different from the rest of the people in the temple. Although he couldn't say why, whenever he saw it, he couldn't help but want to get close to her, so he let the master and his old man say it, and he was already stunned.

The body is exhausted, but the heart has retreated.

"I'm also very bored, Senior Brother for nothing, why don't you teach me to play swordsmanship?"

Xiao Mida tilted his head, blinked with big eyes, squinted at the top of the tower behind him, and said stupidly.

He didn't know the name of this senior brother, since he saw that the senior brother had been striding into the sky for nothing recently, and even the drinking ring was broken, but no one cared about him.

In other words, the person who can eat for nothing in Bohua Temple, he has been a little mida for seven or eight years since he was a child, and it is still the first time he has encountered it.

The white senior brother sat up straight, and the blue tiles on the soles of his feet crackled for a while, thinking that the tiles on the top of the tower were old, and they broke out a hole, and his feet were still sunk in.

Senior Brother Bai was also slightly surprised, but he settled down to stabilize his mind and lifted his feet out. After a while, he acted like no one else, accompanied by a three-point teasing evil smile, and responded in a kind tone: "Little Mida, what is your Dharma name?"

Xiao Mida touched the big bald head, his eyes rolled back and forth a few times, and Fang replied: "Senior brother, I already told you a few days ago that the little monk in the temple is bald, and when he goes out of the temple, he is called Xiao Mida." ”

Seeing Xiao Mituo's serious appearance, Senior Brother Bai Shi couldn't hold back a smile, held back his mouth full of fun, and said with a smile: "What do you say? What is it called in the temple? Repeat it a few times to Senior Brother." I heard it clearly, so I went down to teach you swordsmanship, and it took some effort to go up to the top of the nine-story tower this time, so it was not easy to go down. ”

Xiao Mida didn't know what the plan was, and said three times that the Dharma number in the temple was, bald energy......

Senior Brother Bai Eat's face turned purple for a while, and after all, he looked up to the sky and laughed, leaning forward and backward... In deep sorrow... I can't put into words what happened when his expression suddenly changed.

"Baldness, haha...... Okay, you're bald, junior brother...... Ha...... Bald, ha... Hmm..."

He stopped laughing before he was about to break out.

It is said that this person is also very good, a few turn over and step on it, with the eight protruding beams on the eaves of each layer of the tower, and fall on the thousand-year-old pine branches.

He has a great demeanor, and he doesn't look like he has softened his legs and feet in the past few days. After lifting his breath and stepping a few more times, he had already rested on another stone pier beside Xiao Mida.

“......”

Xiao Mida wanted to speak and stopped, he was stunned for a while, and then he remembered something after a while, hurriedly put his hands together, and said sincerely: "Good kung fu, I'm afraid that the senior brothers in the nursing home can't compare to the leg strength of the senior brother in vain!"

"Haha......"

He also wanted to laugh at the bald name, and after hearing the word "eat for nothing", he laughed again unabashedly.

Laughing and smiling, he inexplicably felt sour in his heart.

"Hah...... Idiot?"

Compared with the world he lived in in his previous life, what a close word, the college girl who has been with him for three years also called him so, although he is an idiot and not eating for nothing, but he also has a little more intimacy.

If you think about it in this strange world, there is nothing more interesting to recall than the family members and folks in the previous life.

After wandering in the southern suburbs of Yunjing for more than a year, and now he hasn't even figured out who his surname is in this life, he can't help but sigh, feeling confused.

Now it's time to reminisce, it's always idle clouds and wild cranes without roots, and my heart is really empty and nagging, and after a long time, it has become the seed of dandelion disintegration.

"Why was the white horse born here when it passed through the gap and passed away with the wind?" he sighed to himself.

Eat the senior brother's sentence for no reason, as if he has seen all the vicissitudes of life, experienced the changes of the world, and guarded the lonely and widowed old man in front of his lover's dry grave.

Xiao Mida's pupils suddenly widened a little, and then frowned, as if he had feelings about his experience in the past eight years, and said for no reason: "Good, the fallen leaves return to their roots and do not abandon their homeland, and they are willing to be confused in their actions...... Well, life and death are bearish...... Well....... ”

He hummed for a long time, stunned.

"If you don't accept it, do it, haha"

Senior Brother Bai Yu suddenly received this sentence, and suddenly felt happy and light in his heart, and suddenly held the wooden sword in his hand, from slow to fast, and slowly opened up.

"Senior Brother Bai Eat, your sword move is unheard of, I don't know what the number is?"

Xiao Mida looked at it again and again, and really couldn't accept that this was a set of swordsmanship cognition.

Bai ate the senior brother and stopped dancing the sword, and explained: "The eighth set of broadcast swordsmanship created by himself"

"How's that?" he was still expecting the applause of Little Mida.

Wow, yes, yes, that's great......

Looking back, I saw Xiao Mida scratching his ears and cheeks, and he was cute.

"Little Mida knows the Eighth Arhat, but... The eighth set of broadcast swordsmanship...... I really don't know. ”

Seeing that the bald man could reply earnestly, he couldn't say anything, and it was inevitable that he would be lost again.

How could you possibly know about the broadcast gymnastics I learned in my previous life?

"That's it" A trace of melancholy, a little worry, with this sentence, the person has floated out dozens of feet away.

The short hair is fluttering, and behind him is still the confused appearance of Xiao Mida.

Could it be that I said the wrong thing?

"Hey, Senior Brother Bai Shi, where are you going?"

When Xiao Mida reacted, the senior brother had already gone far.

"The past life is gone, and I am a nobody in this life. ”

"Don't call that idiot brother when you see me in the future, just call me, every beginning, every senior brother!"

"No senior brother??" Xiao Mida's head short-circuited for a while.

Why is it called no senior brother, it is clear that there is, why ...... Why......?

After a moment of ink, he hurriedly said: "No senior brother, bald can know, where are you going!"

He held his hand and looked quietly at the bottom of the cliff, the peaks were high and the mountains were strange, and the clouds were wrapped in mist, only to see that there was no senior brother running wildly, and he didn't take the dangerous mountains and rivers seriously at all. Every time you encounter a few protruding grass branches on the cliff, you can also step on the strength, and after a long time, he can no longer be seen on the vast Yan Mountain.

Xiao Mida yearned, and shouted desperately with all his strength: "No senior brother, take me with you, take me down the mountain, I want to see the outside world, ......!"

The echo came far away, and the sound was even brighter, like the first impulse in eight years, and I made all my efforts to go up.

Every time I heard it sincerely, I stopped in the osmanthus flowers, the corners of my mouth rose and faced the sun, and I laughed playfully.

"I don't know how many days I have eaten and drunk in vain, I have secretly tasted the medicinal wine treasured by the temple to enhance the internal force, and I stepped on the top of the Anguo Tower out of a hole...... Well...... If so, take away the little mida who imparts the mantle, and the abbot will ...... What should he do to me?"

He raised his sword eyebrows, as if he was quite embarrassed about this matter.

It's okay, I've thought about it now, and I'll do it this way, so it's safe.

He made up his mind, lifted his legs, and then exercised his strength.

It's been more than a year, and I didn't starve myself to death with this ability.

It's also strange to say, I came to this world inexplicably, and my weight was much lighter, and every time I tried my best, I ran more than a star and a half faster than ordinary people.

Against the sky?

He also thought about it, but in the final analysis, his foot strength was good, and he couldn't be caught in the temple, and the monks were not inferior to him in martial arts.

The reason is that there are no cruise missiles, otherwise ......

He also has fear in his heart, fortunately this is an era of cold weapons, otherwise he will be unable to save his terrible life if he goes back to Bohua Temple by mistake.

The knife that flew by the ear, the cold light was still there, almost catching up with the lethality of the bullet.

I don't know what else is in this Bohua Temple, if there is really a person with better foot strength than himself, at that time, I am afraid that I will suffer.