"Oh my God, I'm you. Can you speak humanly? Old Monk!! "Ling'er.

Master Puzhi suddenly thought of Li Erdan, the reincarnation of Jigong, a handsome and compelling guy, so he added, "It should be very handsome!" ”

"Bragging! Jigong is a person from hundreds of years ago, and you haven't seen him, how can you know that he is handsome? When a monk tells a lie, he will be struck by lightning. "Ling'er.

"Although I haven't seen Master Jidian, I've seen his reincarnation. That's why I don't say this by any means. You little girl don't swear. "Master Puzhi.

Jigong reincarnated? Good news, great news!! If Jigong is reincarnated, then Sister Xiaoying can be with him. But whether Xiaoying is still alive or not, Ling'er doesn't know yet.

"The master of Pushenma, who has Jigong reincarnated? Tell me about it. "Ling'er.

As soon as the two chatted, the relationship immediately became closer.

Just now, Master Puzhi was excited to tell the reincarnation of Jigong, where do you dare to say it now!!

There are some things that I really can't say. The so-called, heavenly machine cannot be revealed.

Master Puzhi quickened his pace, wanting to throw Ling'er off the eight main roads. But Ling'er followed closely and asked who Master Puzhi Jigong had reincarnated. Until the Ji Gong Cemetery, Ling'er couldn't get a word out of Master Puzhi's mouth. Ling'er was so angry that she was about to beat Master Puzhi.

Tiger Gouge Park, a quiet place, next to the Tiger Gouge Tea Room, Jigong Pagoda Courtyard is here. Jigong Pagoda is the place where the monk Jigong hides his bones and the place where he passed away.

It's too early to get light. The park administrator knew Master Puzhi, so he opened the door for him, and he didn't ask for tickets or anything, and Ling'er took advantage of it. It's not that Master Puzhi has a big face, but he told the park administrator yesterday.

Jigong was born in Tiantai, Zhejiang Province, and became a monk in Lingyin, Hangzhou, and later moved to Jingci, where he passed away in Hugou. There is a large relief group carved in the Jigong Tower, the total length is fifteen or sixteen meters, and the height is also two or three meters, the most conspicuous is the golden statue of Jigong that is more than three meters high. The statue is extremely expressive, only to see Jigong wearing a tattered monk's robe, holding a tattered Buddha fan, vivid, lifelike. Looking at the statue from different angles, it will have different effects. From the left, Jigong is full of smiles, which is called "spring breeze"; From the right, the face is full of sadness, which is called "sad face"; From the front, half of the face is crying and half of the face is laughing, which is called "half disgust and half joy", "crying and laughing", and "laughing and laughing".

Master Puzhi is offering incense to Jigong, with a pious look. Ling'er stood in front and looked at the statue of Jigong, and her face was pulled down.

"This, this, this is too ugly! It's not as handsome as one of the toes of the second brother. Ling'er said to herself, very disappointed, "Alas, Monk Jigong, you are all ugly, I really can't understand why my little sister is still devoted to you, and the one named Rouge died for you." ”

How did Ling'er know that before Jigong became a monk, his common name was Li Xiuyuan, he was a "N generation", a "colored" child, with a wealthy family, and his appearance was also very handsome, graceful and dignified, handsome and chic. It's just that after Jigong became a monk, he was unkempt and had a tendency to be disabled for a long time.

Ling'er continued: "Ugly monk, Sister Xiaoying may not come to see you in the future, you can do it yourself!" ”

After saying two sentences, Ling'er turned around and was about to leave, but before she reached the door frame, Master Puzhi stopped her.

"This girl, forgive the old man for being abrupt, who is the little shadow you are talking about?" Master Puzhi put the incense on the niche and turned his head to ask. Ling'er's words just now were very small, but they were all heard by Master Puzhi.

What a thief!

"Old monk, you're a dog, aren't you!? My voice is so small that you can hear it. Ling'er was angry for a while.

"Amitabha, it's not that the old man wants to listen to you, but that your words reach the ears of the old man, and the old man can't stop listening." Master Puzhi began to circle Ling'er again, looking disrespectful to the old man, "Can the donor tell the old man who is the little shadow you are talking about?" ”

"Hmph, stinky monk, I will never sue you." Ling'er turned around again to leave, and as soon as she took the first step, Master Puzhi said another word.

"Donor, if you tell me who Xiaoying is, I can tell you who Jigong reincarnated." Hey, this deal is very good, fair.

Ling'er turned around, "What do you mean?" ”

"Monks don't speak." Master of Puzhi.

"Well, I sue you. Xiaoying is my sister. You can sue me who Jigong reincarnated! "Ling'er, weird elf.

Master Puzhi had a black line, "Then who is your sister?" ”

"My sister is a little shadow! Don't go around me, tell me the answer, or you'll be struck by lightning. "Ling'er.

Master Puzhi smiled, "Could it be that your sister is a little white fox?" ”

Ling'er was instantly stunned, "You, you, how do you know?" ”

"Amitabha, I guessed correctly. You're a fox demon too, right!? "Master Puzhi.

Master Puzhi guessed wrong, which one Ling'er is a fox demon, it is clearly a snake demon or not, and it is okay to say that it is a little dragon girl.

"You're the fox demon, your whole family is a fox demon. I don't bother to pay attention to you. Hurry up and tell me who Jigong has reincarnated? Otherwise, I will tear down this place and smash the statue of Jigong. ”

"Amitabha, don't be angry, there is a teahouse next to here, we can go in and talk about it. As for who Jigong reincarnated, I will tell you. "Master Puzhi.

Ling'er was not afraid of Master Puzhi, and felt that this old monk was not a bad person, so she went with him to the teahouse next to the Jigong Pagoda Courtyard.

Teahouse, private room, table, stool, a monk, a beautiful woman, sit down, the best West Lake Longjing is still steaming, two cups, a teapot. Well, that's what it looks like.

"Master Puzhi, you use it slowly." Employees serving tea.

"Amitabha, good, good." Master of Puzhi.

Master Puzhi poured two cups of tea, gave Ling'er a cup, and gave himself a cup. West Lake Longjing deserves to be a peerless product, with green color, fragrant, sweet taste and beautiful shape.

Ling'er was not polite, and drank it as soon as she picked it up. A half-full porcelain cup of tea, Ling'er drank it in one go, and it is estimated that she didn't taste anything.

Master Puzhi smiled and poured another cup for Ling'er.

The reason why Master Puzhi knows that there is a little white fox is also for a reason, it is by no means a guess, and he can't guess it!

Coincidentally, Master Puzhi had seen the little white fox twice in the Jigong Pagoda Courtyard. Anyone who looks at it will know that this is not an ordinary little white fox, full of spirituality and wisdom.

This little white fox is Xiaoying, and he hadn't transformed at that time, but he had already come a long way on the road of cultivation, and his cultivation was also very high.