Chapter 13: The Strange Old Monk

When Xiong Muya heard this, his originally tangled heart seemed to be relaxed, he had been pestering his brother to tell her stories for a while, although he was a business wizard, but at this time, he was listening to stories with his brother every day like a little girl.

Although Xiong Tianhao has endless things, he didn't let his sister, a wizard, interfere in business affairs, first, he wanted his sister to have a good rest, and second, his sister took the first step in how to get up with herself. It seems that there is a strong interest in this story.

Especially when he heard that Yu Feng was beaten up for Lu Hui, carrying the girl to 12 o'clock in the morning, and even taking out all his savings to treat her mother, Xiong Tianhao found that his sister was even more sad, thinking that she was still a little girl.

Xiong Muya didn't feel that Yu Feng in the story was a fool, but a man who stood up to the sky. Hold up a small piece of heaven for a girl she never knows.

Although it is short-lived, it makes people sigh.

This is a week after Xiong Muya came back, the little girl pestered her brother to tell him about the past, and she had to continue from the story port, Xiong Tianhao had no choice but to find a café to continue to tell his sister about that unforgettable experience

When Yufeng heard this voice, he just subconsciously said, "I'm here?" How did you know I was coming? ”

"Hehe, donor, this is wrong, you are coming, he is coming, I am talking about you coming, it is all you who refer to the whole world, it seems that the donor has a lot of heart." Just listen to a voice slowly approaching from afar.

Yufeng thought about it too, and smiled. said, "It seems that I misunderstood, and I ask the monk to forgive me." ”

Said here Yufeng saw the figure from far to near, even though the mood is not too good now, but he was also dumbfounded, only to see that the person who made a high-pitched Buddha voice said that it was a high monk, but he was extremely thin, and he still had long hair, and the most depressed thing was that he had a Taoist bun on his head, with the symbolic goatee of the ancient Taoist priest.

Let's say that he is a Taoist priest, but he is wearing a Buddhist robe, similar to the robe he watched on Yufeng TV, and a string of Buddhist beads hangs around his neck. Such a nondescript outfit made Yufeng really stunned.

"Poor Dao, oh no, poor monk, oh, call it a poor monk for the time being, is the poor monk scared the donor, hehe, the donor doesn't have to mind, it's all personal love," after speaking, he looked at Yu Feng's bloodstained dress and said, "Look at the donor, staggering, covered in blood, must have experienced a small disaster, the poor monk thinks that the donor may not have eaten for a long time." Let's go, the poor monk just prepared a little wine and food, and hoped that the benefactor would go and have a drink. The "high monk" said calmly.

Yu Feng stood in place even more woodenly at this time, and there was such a monk in his impression? Although he looks like a monk, he has an alternative outfit and language, and even drinks wine.

Yu Feng was very sluggish at this time, even if his imagination was rich, he would not come up with such an alternative person. Oh, it's a monk.

But Yufeng still saw the extraordinaryness of this "high monk". He thought to himself that he didn't have much, even if the pit could pit me. Secondly, his usual meditation also keeps him a clear head. So, after thinking about it, he just said very calmly, "Please also ask the monk to take me for a drink." ”

Yu Feng followed this monk straight to a very small Taoist temple, saying that the good thing is the Taoist temple, and the bad thing is that it is an abandoned small tile house. There are several pictures of Taoist supremes displayed on the walls inside, which have been blurred.

But the smell of meat had drifted into Yu Feng's nostrils with the wind, and Yu Feng inhaled hard and said, "Roast mutton.?" "Because Yufeng used to like to eat mutton, he was particularly sensitive to this taste, but it used to be a luxury

"Hehe, I hope it meets the donor's taste, the poor monk just prepares a little wine and food, and please don't dislike it, please don't dislike it, please follow me to the back room and sit down." "The monk" said leisurely

As soon as Yu Feng entered the inner room that the "high monk" said, he was stunned again, what is the roast leg of lamb that he only wants? There is a dazzling array of everything, chicken, duck and fish. The goose, cow and sheep are all sheep, as long as the meat is basically complete, the wind is even more speechless, and at this time it is more speechless than being beaten or destroyed

The "senior monk" just said with a leisurely face on the side: "The donor, please take a seat, since you have a relationship with the donor, the poor monk is convenient for the donor to drink a few more cups today." ”

Yu Feng smiled bitterly and sat down cross-legged.

Looking, a bottle of state-guest Moutai was erected on the humble dinner table, looking at the table full of chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep, and he had a great appetite in the usual weather, but today's thing, although he himself felt that he didn't have much to be abducted, but everything that was abnormal must be a demon, and this matter was strange, "Donor, can you tell the poor monk what you have experienced?" See if the poor monk can solve a problem or two for the benefactor? The old monk took a sip of Moutai very comfortably and asked, and said again, "The donor is also please."

The wind wine glass was not served, but at this time, when he heard what the old monk said, his face was cold. His brows furrowed, his fists clenched.

The old monk slowly put down the wine glass, sighed and said, "Alas, those who have aspirations have their own thousands of plans, and those who have no wisdom only feel a thousand difficulties." ”

Yu Feng was stunned for a moment, savored this sentence, it did make sense, pondered for a while, and said: "High monk, I want strength, great power, I can't see a weak and helpless girl, lose her most important thing in front of my eyes, I can't see the person I love the most away from me, so I want strength,"

After saying that, Yufeng didn't care if there was a problem with the wine, he drank it fiercely, he was a little desperate for himself now, what meditated, what recuperated, he couldn't keep when a loved one left and thought he was incompetent, he couldn't do anything when a girl lost the most precious thing of her cardamom years, he kept the most sober mind in all power, money and nothing.

"Can the benefactor listen to the poor monk?" After speaking, the old monk took another sip of wine and ate a mouthful of meat, not fluctuating for Yu Feng's mood just now

Yu Feng, suddenly poured in a sip of wine, and did not continue to speak

"The Buddha once said that good has good karma, evil has evil retribution, and good and evil are in one thought. The donor is in the world, and may experience the hurdles that the world can't pass, how can he get a love word in the world, but the poor monk still wants to ask the donor, what is good and what is evil? ”

After speaking, the old monk dipped his chopsticks in wine and wrote a foot word on the table, saying, "In my opinion, from the perspective of the sitting posture, the donor must have been meditating for a long time, and he must not be compared with ordinary people, but does the donor think about where his path is?" Donor, please look at the foot character written by the poor monk, it is like a pair of human feet."

After speaking, the old monk filled in a small word in the upper right corner of the word and said, "Then everyone", and finally wrote a word under each word and said: "Choose a different direction at each pass, this is the road, can the donor understand?" ”

Yufeng took a sip of state-guest Moutai, looked at the crooked word "road" on the table, savored the words of the old monk, and seemed to grasp a trace of inspiration.

The old monk was no longer serving the wine glass at this time, but continued: "The poor monk will give you an example, let's say the poor monk himself, the poor monk travels the world for his home, has experienced many places, and the poor monk has crossed the people, some say that the poor monk is an evil monk, and some say that the poor monk is a divine monk, and he will pass the world." You know why? After speaking, the old monk took another sip of wine

Yufeng shook his head and did not answer,

"Because, the people who have been crossed by the old monks, some donors see through the essence and fly to the sky, while some go further and further away from the essence, so that they give up on themselves, and even more, there are suicides, so donors, you see whether the poor monk is evil, evil or good."?

Yufeng is speechless, it's really hard to say, the same words, the same essential problem, why the result is different,

The old monk continued, "Just like eating meat and drinking wine, nature is balanced, the food chain must be running, my monks are of their own volition, I don't like vegetarian food, I like meat, this path I take is completely different from most monks and monks, so I am called a traitor, but I will have my own degree, just like today's wine, I just drink three glasses alone." Even in joy and only three cups, that's my degree to the mundane. ”

Yu Feng slowly summarized what the monk said from the beginning, sorted out his thoughts, he always felt that the old monk on the other side said something to him, especially the road word written made him touch something in his heart.

"The poor monk has passed three glasses of wine today, and the degree has been reached, whether the donor is willing to believe one or two of what he said, it is all up to the donor himself, I just want the person who crosses the transformation to fly to the sky, and I don't want the person to die unexpectedly."

Yu Feng knew that the monk seemed to have given an order to expel the guest, so he didn't care, but asked respectfully, "Master, when will I see you." ”

The monk just turned around and walked out of the door, and then an empty voice came, "You and I are destined, then I will appear when you need it, if not, then we will not see each other again in this life, donor take care." ”