The moment Xiaoxi saw Chen, he was first incredulous, and then he was furious, and his fleshy little fist rained down on Chen's body. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info cried while smashing it, and finally threw himself into the dust and cried loudly.

Xiaoxi was very aggrieved in his heart, how could there be such a master! He left a child in the barren mountains and mountains for more than two months, ignoring it. It's so irresponsible, so unforgivable!

Xiaoxi's eyes were red from crying, and he didn't give up until Lichen repeatedly promised that he would never leave her alone in the future. Lichen is also a little embarrassed, a little girl who is a few years old runs to the mountains every day to wait for the master to come back, which is indeed a little aggrieved. But Lichen didn't know that he would be gone for more than two months!

In the end, Xiaoxi was on the shoulders of the dust and was carried down the mountain.

The hut at the bottom of the hill was smoking, and it was clear that it was really ready for lunch. In the days when he was away, thanks to her helping to take care of Konishi. But the wilderness is not a place to live forever. The dust is leaving, and without the protection of the dust formation, how can a weak woman stay in this deserted place?

Lichen felt that he needed to have a good talk with this stubborn woman. Save people to the end, and send the Buddha to the west. Before you go to Kunlun by yourself, you always need to arrange everything properly. If she didn't care about it, this woman really didn't know what would happen?

Xiaoxi was quite familiar with the woman, and before he reached the hut, he struggled to climb off the shoulders of the dust and shouted loudly, "Sister Qing, Sister Qing." "Rushed into the hut.

After a while, Xiaoxi dragged his "big sister" hand and ran out. I haven't seen her for two months, and the woman's complexion is much better. The skirt and cloth clothes did not hide their beauty, but when they went out and saw the dust, they looked quite cramped, and their faces were slightly red.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! Female layman, don't come unharmed! The first salute of the dust.

"Immortal Chang'an is good!" The woman squatted down slightly, blessed with a blessing, and after returning the courtesy, she never spoke again. But Xiaoxi asked very strangely: "Sister Qing, haven't you always said that you have something to do with my master?" ”

The woman was ashamed when she heard this, and her face was as red as an apple, and she completely lost the pungent energy that she had when she was about to be buried that day.

The snow melted a little outside, and it was cold inside the small hut. I don't know how Xiaoxi and this woman survived the night when the north wind was howling and the snow was falling in this cold winter. Lichen looked at the simple furnishings in the thatched hut, but he blamed himself for why he didn't think of the problem of wintering in the thatched hut?

There are several "benches" in the hut that are roughly cut out of tree stumps. Lichen took Xiaoxi and sat on the "bench". In front of me was a broken dining table, and I don't know where to find it. Only three and a half of the four feet remained. The missing half is still tied to a piece of wood with hemp rope and used as a table leg.

In the thatched hut, there is no tea, but there are evening chrysanthemums dried by the woman herself. Soaking in a wooden cup, the fragrance is fragrant, but it has a unique taste.

"Female layman, in this mountain wilderness, there is no one in the wilderness. It is inconvenient to come and go, and life is difficult. What's more, there are poisonous snakes and beasts in this mountain wilderness. You're a woman, I'm afraid this is not a place to live for a long time! He said straight to the point.

The woman groaned for a while, and how could she not know everything that the dust said? It's just that although the world is big, where will she, a weak woman who has been abducted and trafficked, have a place to stay?

"I want to become a monk." The woman groaned for a while, and then gritted her teeth as if she had made up her mind.

Hearing this, he picked up the wooden cup, blew the petals of the evening chrysanthemum floating in the water, and asked softly: "Becoming a monk is not a way to escape, the heart is not here, and it is in vain to become a monk." The female layman is young, she has not experienced the bitterness and sweetness of the world, and she is in a good life, how can she say so? ”

Lichen shook her head, and when the woman saw this, tears immediately flowed down her eyes and explained: "The little girl's parents are no longer there, and the ruthless brother and sister-in-law are like wolves, how can they tolerate me." Even if I go back, I will only be sold again. The little girl was trafficked, circulated for thousands of miles, and her reputation has been lost, except for becoming a monk, where is there a way to live? After the woman finished speaking, she could no longer hold back her tears.

As soon as Xiaoxi saw that his "green sister" was crying, he immediately stepped forward to comfort him. It's just that people are short of words, but the more comforting they are, the more fierce the woman cries.

"Hey~" After half a sound, he sighed and said: "Female layman, you don't have to be like this, there is no endless road." If you really feel that the road ahead is unlucky, how about Poor Road can help you calculate your future and then make a decision? ”

When the woman heard this, she finally stopped crying and said, "If the little woman really has nowhere to go, can the immortal chief allow me to become a monk?" “

smiled bitterly, whether to become a monk or not, it all depends on your own mind and fate. How can you manage it yourself?

The little woman raised her head, and was about to ask Xia Chen how to tell the hexagram. Lichen had already looked at the woman's face, although her eyebrows were thin, they were close to Yintang. No more than two fingers wide. The image of the Lord's early death. Although the ears are beautiful, the ears are thin and beadless. The root of the main life is shallow, and there is no blessing and no longevity. Although the bridge of the nose is high, there is a knot. It's clearly a look of shame!

If there is no dust, it is estimated that the woman in front of her has already responded to the catastrophe of physiognomy, and she will die early!

Lichen shook his head and didn't speak. Seeing this, the woman could only smile bitterly and said, "When I was a child, my father and mother took me to fortune telling. The fortune teller said that I was a thin person, but my father and mother still didn't believe it. But today, what is there to believe in the little girl! “

The woman was sad, obviously knowing her fate. It's because I know that my life is not good, so I want to get out of the red dust and escape everything, right?

Hearing this, Lichen smiled and asked, "When did Poor Dao say that you are a person with a thin fate?" “

"The body is born, and the life is acquired. It is difficult to change by nature, but there is a way to solve it the day after tomorrow. When you were a child, did a fortune teller say that you are in a dead ordnance this year, and there is no life or death. Don't live to be seventeen? Lichen then asked with a smile.

"Yes." The little woman nodded. The eyes finally have some glow. She had her sixteenth birthday in ten days, and she should be seventeen by now. So what a fortune teller says, isn't it false?

"There is no theorem in fate, everything is just cause and effect. If you yourself believe that your life is miserable and you are sad all the time, where will you get good luck? After finishing speaking, he took out a bag of good fortune from his body and said: "Your red dust is not broken, and it is also fate to meet our master and apprentice." If your life does not end, if you don't die in a catastrophe, you will have a blessing. You put this lucky bag on your body, please go home to a Taishang Laojun, three pillars of fragrance in the morning and evening, often recite the treasures of the gods, and the immeasurable heavenly dignity of Fusheng, which has its own supreme induction. If you are kind to others on weekdays, you will have good luck. Don't worry! ”

After finishing speaking, he handed over the bag of good fortune. The woman has helped herself take care of Xiaoxi for so long, and she can be regarded as repaying her favor!

In the end, Lichen took the woman from Xiaoxi to Yan'an City. After letting the prefect take care of it on weekdays, he left the silver two and let her go to open a flower tea shop by herself. What happens in the future depends on herself.

Xiaoxi was reluctant, and repeatedly emphasized that he would definitely come to see "Sister Qing" when he grew up in the future, and after the two hugged and cried for a while, they turned around in three steps and turned around and said goodbye.

Lichen took Xiaoxi back to the hill near Li Jiqian's village. The evil energy in the leylines has gradually subsided. Lichen can also safely take back the peachwood magic sword and the four spirit statues. In the future, after the Tudao Temple is completed, a nine-story tower can be built on the original site. It should be able to keep this place safe for a thousand years. The dust divine sense swept carefully, ready to take back the Zhenlong Pillar together. But the dust swept inside and outside, but found that when the evil qi broke out that day, the Zhenlong Pillar that rolled down the mountain had disappeared.

In his heart, this Zhenlongzhu is not a good thing, hundreds of years of death and evil qi have infected it, if it is obtained by ordinary people who don't know Zhenlongzhu, it will be a big deal!

That pillar is no less than a few thousand catties, who is so capable that he can beat its idea?

Lichen pinched his fingers, his face changed color, and Xiaoxi immediately turned into a streamer and flew towards the west.

"What a big guts, why don't you stop the poor road?" The dust man was still in mid-air, and the sound of angry shouting came first. (To be continued.) )