After listening to his story, we looked at each other one by one, "What does this have to do with us?" ”

The old man's narrowed eyes flashed: "This is the story of your Zhang family, the child who was taken away by the white fox later returned to the Zhang family, and his name is Zhang Yan." ”

"Huh? In this way, Zhang Yan, who became a monk and became a Taoist, is not from our Zhang family. ”

The old man said again: "Not only him, but even Zhang Yu and Zhang De are not from your Zhang family, they were brought back from outside." ”

"What?" I and the fourth uncle and Tingting couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, after he told us this, don't we even know who we are.

"Impossible, how could there be such a ridiculous thing." Tingting looked incredulous.

The old man smiled faintly twice, as light as a leaf blown by the wind, "You wait for me to finish speaking, this man named Zhang Yan later became a monk, and his Taoism is extremely high, and because of the merit of sealing the ghost mother, he was promoted to the nine heavens and became a ...... Immortal. ”

I felt a big bell buzzing in my head.

"Immortals...... That ghost fairy is our ancestor'......"

When the old man finished speaking, his eyes were thinner, like a needle, and he looked like he was closed, but he could feel that his gaze was still watching us.

"Your Excellency...... Who the hell is it? "Yun Dao Chang walked two steps forward, blocking us in front of us.

Our eyes also fell on the old man, who the hell is this old man, how can he know so much.

The old man's face was mysterious, but in the air in front of him, there were several small fires, flying slowly in front of him.

"Cheng Shuai, you stand back!" Yun Dao raised his hand and sacrificed a fire talisman: "Water and fire are separated, turn into ignorance, and rob them into karmic fire, so as to burn their bodies!" "Fighting fire with fire, Yun Dao Chang's hand is smart.

The spell instantly raised a fire several feet high, and several small fireballs were extinguished in an instant, and the fire rolled towards the old man.

The old man's eyes widened slightly when he saw the fire rushing towards him, and then he opened his mouth and took a deep breath, and the flames strangely surged towards his mouth.

Yun Dao Chang hurriedly lifted the wooden sword, and just as he was about to make a move, he saw that the old man's figure suddenly became as transparent as water. He smiled and disappeared into thin air.

We looked around with trepidation, and there was nothing left.

"What the hell is this old man?" I asked tremblingly.

Yun Dao Chang looked at the mountains and forests under the moon and shook his head: "It's not a ghost, it's a demon." ”

"Demon?" I was shocked, there are ghosts and immortals in this world, and it turns out that demons are also real.

We all speculated that this old man might be the white fox, Zhang Yan who he took away and raised him back then.

In the distant pestle, a humanoid monster covered in only black gas stood under the moon.

The Jade Ghost King stepped forward and shouted, "Master, what are you thinking?" ”

The ghost fairy sighed: "When I want to live." ”

The Jade Ghost King nodded: "I sometimes think about it, but what I think about the most is when the master saves me." ”

Huai Wumu, who was standing behind, listened to the conversation between the two, and also spoke curiously: "Master, isn't it bad in the sky?" ”

"Heavenly?" The ghost fairy thought for a while, "Heaven is good, very good, good is not real." ”

Then, the ghost fairy said, "Yulu, do you know why I became a monk? ”

Yu Jun shook his head: "When I met my master, my master was already a well-known master in the world. ”

The ghost fairy nodded: "Yes." Do you know ghosts? ”

"There were a lot of ghosts in the past, but now I can't see them."

This ghost, that is, the one who works for the tiger, this ghost refers to the ghost.

As the saying goes: Tiger poison does not eat children. This is not the case with the ghost, who seems to have deliberately seduced his relatives to let the tiger eat. In it, there is a story about an old man, whose eldest son, daughter-in-law, and wife were eaten by tigers, and at this time, his youngest son dreamed that his mother gave him a dream, saying that there was gold hidden under a certain tree on a certain mountain, and he could eat it inexhaustibly. In fact, it was his mother who became a ghost after her death, and wanted to lure her son to the tiger to eat, and later, fortunately, with the protection of the gods, the old man's son was not eaten by the tiger, and the tiger was finally captured by the old man and others.

The ghost fairy nodded: "Yes, it was because I met a ghost that I decided to become a monk." ”

The ghost fairy went on to say, when I was young, I liked to play around, because my family was well-off, and I also dreamed of traveling all over the world and being an idle cloud and wild crane.

I once passed by a place called Tianjingshan, where the mountains and forests are dense, the strange rocks are craggy, and there are strange caves and water streams that are thrilling and abnormal. After I had my fill, I stayed overnight at a temple on a mountain called Kobayashi Mine. This temple is very small, there is only one presiding officer, the legal name is Huizhi, and he looks more than forty years old, and he is kind and kind. A few conversations were also speculative, telling me some of the fun of the seven mansions and eight holes in the mountains and forests.

Towards evening, I lay down in my room and rested. At this time, I heard the wooden door in the courtyard ring, and I got up to look out of curiosity. I saw the presiding master open the door, and there was a man dressed neatly dressed as a samurai standing outside the door, carrying some game in his hand.

Because it was a little far away, I didn't hear anything clearly, but I heard the host say, "Hai'an, is he okay?" ”

The man said, "All is well with the young master, these are the gifts that the young master asked me to give you." With that, the man handed the game in his hand to the host, and the host took it without excuse.

I thought to myself, this is still a wine and meat monk.

The host spoke to the man again, and the man departed. The host turned around and saw me standing in front of the door, so he smiled and said, "Donor, you have a good mouth tonight." ”

At dinner, the host made a table full of game, which was not the most surprising to me, and the host actually started eating with me with chopsticks. Although I felt that it was inappropriate to host this kind of behavior, I didn't dare to say much because of the fence.

The host seemed to see my thoughts, so he said, "Is the donor thinking, how can I, a monk, break my vows and eat meat?" ”

I smiled embarrassedly and said, "The master is also a mortal flesh fetus, and it is nothing to break a meat vow. ”

At this time, I saw the host put down the chopsticks, held the Buddha beads hanging around his neck with both hands and said: "The donor doesn't know, I can not eat other meat, but this meat can't be eaten." ”

I was surprised and asked, "Why is that?" ”

The host replied, "Because my son sent it to me." ”

I was stunned for a moment, and I snickered in my heart, this is still a flower monk.

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