Shifang flashed out of an alley, and saw the shopkeeper Han go away, he seemed to see that countless snowflakes and silver flew towards him, well, take out most of the relief for the poor people, and it can be regarded as accumulating some yin virtue for the shopkeeper Han, as for the rest, in other words, I haven't eaten meat for many days.

Thinking of the upcoming food, Shifang's heart suddenly flashed the figure of the old man, that eighty percent is a liar, but why didn't he hear their whispers, it must be that he didn't have enough mana, this is just a little ineffective, I don't know what kind of expression the liar was waiting outside the backyard of Han's shopkeeper for half the night, and then he didn't get anything, what kind of expression should it be? Ha ha......

In the early spring, the late night is still in the inertia of the winter cold, it has a slight coldness, clinging to the dark clouds in the sky, covering the misty moonlight, so it can't see its five fingers.

Shifang pulled the monk's robe, and the spiritual power around him did not work, but carefully experienced this cool night like water, of course, in his opinion, it was just a little cool. Fortunately, I asked the shopkeeper Han to prepare two jars of wine, which can warm up after a while.

It turned out that Shifang did not change too much about the Taoist chief's suggestion, it was nothing more than adding a table of tributes, such as chicken, duck and fish, and then two jars of wine, not that Shifang loved wine, but that if there was meat and no wine in the tribute, it always felt a little weird. Of course, none of these changes are the main ones, the main thing is that he has advanced a change.

The second watch is approaching, Shifang is standing outside the door of the backyard of Han's shopkeeper, although his spiritual sense can't detect too much, but the movement in the wall of dozens of meters is not too simple to grasp.

I don't know if the shopkeeper Han will prepare braised pork, I heard that the skills of the chefs of the big families are very exquisite, licked his lips, and Shifang recalled the last time he had a big meal, then, it was still with Miss Shu when he just left the netherworld, it's been a long time.

Since I was separated from Shu Yan, I haven't had a hearty meal for a long time, and in the past half a month, I have infiltrated the official office, and finally found the map distribution of this country and its vicinity, I didn't expect it to match the description of the yin ghosts in the netherworld, and I promised them to help them fulfill their wishes, and I should do it.

Shi Fang suddenly realized, his eyes were firmly fixed on a section of the wall, and he didn't think about it anymore, immediately, he could feast on it, and after getting the silver, he didn't have to worry about food for a long time, so, it's good!

Sure enough, according to what Shifang said, the shopkeeper Han obediently threw over a few packages and food baskets, Shifang pinched up the magic trick, smoothly put it into the rosary, and then flew towards the edge of the town with a smile on his face.

The shopkeeper Han ordered someone to throw the package and food basket over the wall, while listening quietly, there was no sound of heavy objects falling to the ground outside, it was five hundred taels of silver, but he did not show the slightest heartache, but he breathed a sigh of relief, and muttered in his heart, great, this catastrophe can be regarded as safe, if there is no sound outside, it proves that the gods have received my tribute, and will naturally bless my family with safety.

As for Shifang, he also wandered in this town for a few days, naturally knowing the place where the poor people lived, the silver was carefully placed in the courtyard by him, and most of it had been dispersed without a stick of incense, and he put the remaining dozens of taels of silver into the rosary, and then left this town.

At this time, it was only three watches, and in a mountain forest outside the town, Shifang couldn't wait to take out the food basket, find a flat place, and then put it away. Sure enough, the shopkeeper Han prepared quite richly, in addition to the eight plates of stir-fry in the basket, there was also the whole roast chicken and roast duck in the package.

At this moment, behind the big tree not far away, a Taoist priest flashed out, he held a cloth flag, hurriedly walked over, and then met the stunned eyes of the ten directions, adjusted the whole robe, and sat on the ground opposite the ten directions.

"Little Master, it's so rich, you're welcome." As he spoke, a chicken leg had disappeared.

Only then did Shifang react: "You...... Aren't you supposed to be outside the backyard of Shopkeeper Han right now? ”

"It's so fragrant, oh, the old man pinched his fingers, there were variables, so naturally he wouldn't be stupid and wait over there." After taking another bite of the chicken, the Taoist priest looked into Shifang's eyes: "Actually, I have been waiting here for half the night, but fortunately I didn't wait in vain." ”

Shifang was frightened for a while, and used his spiritual sense to determine several times before he was sure that the Taoist priest in front of him was indeed the same as an ordinary person, at least he couldn't find anything unusual, he was wearing a Molan Taoist robe, at this time, it was not elegant to look at it carefully, how could there be a trace of fairy wind bones, but he, how could he know this? Is it really as he says, it is calculated?

"Senpai, you, how would you know ......"

"Didn't you say it, Poor Dao calculated, such a delicious food, where did you get so many words, little monk, hurry up, take out the two jars of wine."

Shifang's question was directly interrupted, how did this Taoist priest know that there were still two jars of wine, but after hesitating for a moment, he still took it out. When the old man saw the wine, his eyes immediately lit up, he took a jar and patted the mud seal, took a sip, and then had a satisfied expression.

Seeing him eating meat and drinking wine by himself, although Shifang had some questions, he would not be polite, after all, for such a big thing as eating meat, even if the Buddha came, he would not let it go.

The two stopped talking for a while, but buried their heads in eating and drinking, Shifang thought of the scene of grabbing food with the master, but it was not too awkward, and half an hour later, the delicacies on the ground were swept away by them.

Lao Dao squinted his eyes and took another big sip of wine, then looked at Shifang and said, "Are you from the Great Buddha Temple?" No, it's not quite like it, I've also seen the monks of the Big Buddha Temple, they have very strict rules, although they don't avoid alcohol and meat, but they won't be as unruly as you. ”

The Great Buddha Temple of the Eight Great Immortal Gates? Shifang was secretly shocked in his heart, this old Taoist who couldn't see the depth was actually a fellow Daoist, so what he did was not ......

stood up respectfully at the moment, and then bowed in a proper manner: "I don't know where the seniors came from, what the little monk did this time is indeed inappropriate, as for the master, it's not good to say much." ”

"It's a little bit ashamed, the old Taoist name Wu Daozi is a god."

"The Dharma number is Shifang, a professional monk. Senior Wu laughed. Shifang was a little speechless, since he didn't want to say the calendar, why should he call himself an immortal, he is a Buddhist cultivator, and he is not a flat-headed commoner, where is it so easy to fool.

"I'm a god." Wu Daozi picked up the cloth banner next to him, on one side was "one shake his head to know the old and sick, and the other side is not the three big characters of "old fairy".

Shifang's heart moved: "Since this is the case, then Senior Wu may calculate the life of the little monk?" ”

"Naturally!" Wu Daozi stroked his beard and replied loudly. He closed his eyes, pinched the complicated magic trick in his hand, and after a moment, his eyes suddenly opened, and he looked at Shifang with a rather strange expression.

"How's that, okay?" Shifang thought of the previous life he saw next to the Sansheng Stone, and there was nothing but a piece of golden light.

"Strange, why can't you figure it out?" Wu Daozi muttered to himself, as long as I am a monk, I can't count the calendar? It shouldn't be, the Juehui monk of the Big Buddha Temple is the reincarnation of a Taoist monk and reconstruction, and it is reasonable to say that he can't count it, but the little monk in front of him is also whose reincarnation can't be?

That's it, Wu Daozi sighed, he could see the six reincarnations of mortals, why bother with the past and present lives of monks, after all, there are too many variables in it. Didn't you just see too clearly, that's why you were sent here? So, it's better to be confused, thinking of this, Wu Daozi picked up the wine jar again and took a sip.

"The old way can't be calculated."

Shifang had an expression that he had known for a long time.

Wu Daozi didn't care either, and said: "In the town today, how could you fake the hands of the old Taoist and deceive the shopkeeper Han?" Don't worry, the old way has no other meaning, just curiosity, how can you, a Buddhist cultivator of Peiyuan Great Perfection, be difficult for an ordinary person, is it because it is fun? ”

Shifang lowered his head in shame and said embarrassedly: "The little monk has been in love for more than half a month, and he has never been able to eat." Then he had an idea and saw that the Taoist chief was cheating...... That fortune teller is a fortune teller, which is why this decision was made. ”

Wu Daozi's eyes widened, a monk, actually fell to such a realm, what the hell is going on, thinking of this, his eyes moved, staring closely at Shifang's eyes, Shifang felt different, in a trance, he instantly sobered up, and asked in surprise: "Senior Wu, is there something wrong?" ”

Wu Daozi was amazed, he didn't expect the little monk's state of mind cultivation to be so profound, his recent experience is exactly the same, so to speak, the little monk's nature is not bad, "It's okay, you know why I lied...... Ahem...... why do you want to tell fortunes with the shopkeeper of Nahan? ”

"Could it be that he really had a catastrophe?" Shi Fang was surprised, "In this case, wouldn't the little monk make an unforgivable mistake, I don't know if there is any remedy?" ”

"The little monk doesn't need to panic, that's not true, it's just that the shopkeeper Han is not a good person, of course, he is not a big traitor, but he is mean and cold by nature, and he is the most profitable on weekdays. The old way has traveled so far, and naturally he will be punished a little. Wu Daozi explained, he took a sip of the wine in the altar, and continued: "Where did you get his windfall in the daytime, it is not that Lao Dao deliberately discarded it on the road he must pass, there is nothing wrong with your actions, Lao Dao's original intention is this, it is all in the hope of helping the poor people around him, and if the Han shopkeeper does more good deeds in the future, it will be a blessing for him. ”

"The old fairy is clever and broad-minded, but the little monk is selfish, ashamed, ashamed, Amitabha."

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, if you want to save people, of course you save yourself first, little monk, haven't you seen it yet? No wonder you haven't formed a relic yet, but the old Taoist view of your state of mind cultivation, but it seems to be quite profound, and sure enough, the authorities are confused. ”

"If you want to save others, you must save yourself first?" Shifang muttered to himself, but his heart was at a loss because of this sentence, as if he had realized, but he didn't know what he had realized.

Wu Daozi handed over a jar of fine wine, interrupting Shifang's wandering mood, he smiled, and said: "When it is time to understand, you will naturally be enlightened, little monk, don't be persistent, everything can be followed, come, have a beautiful bar." ”

Shifang smiled, but also took the wine jar, took a big sip, an indescribable spicy taste wandered in the throat of his heart, replacing the distracting thoughts in his heart, wine, if it is really a good thing, no wonder the master likes it so much.

The spring night is slightly cold, the dark clouds in the night sky have dispersed, but the moonlight and stars are no longer visible, and the darkest moment before the dawn has finally arrived, but the dawn will also come as promised. At this time, outside the town, a Taoist priest was drunk and lying on the ground, and a monk was meditating and meditating, unmoved by external objects......