"What?" the bamboo pole demon was stunned.

He brought over the unharmed bamboo basket, which was only covered with dust.

"This grass is an elixir?" the bamboo pole demon confirmed to the old monk.

After he nodded, the bamboo pole demon thought thoughtfully, "So, before the little monk died, did he let me use this herb to save him?"

The bamboo pole demon took out the flower pot, and was about to pull the weed, but endured it, "No, what if it's not?" Then when the little monk wakes up, he must kill me." ”

"Why?"

He hugged this pot of grass every day and talked to himself, but it was not as simple as just treating it as a miracle medicine. The bamboo pole demon said.

"You can pluck the leaves, chew them and put them on his wounds. The old monk said, "It's not like you're going to destroy the whole grass." ”

At this time, the big fat monk he was carrying in his hand moved, waking up leisurely.

The old monk slashed the back of his head with a knife in one hand, and stunted the fat monk again.

"Forget it, let's get in the car and go. The old monk said that it is better to get out of the enemy camp as soon as possible, and you can treat the little monk on the road.

"Yes, let's go first. The bamboo pole demon beckoned to the prisoner, and he drew his knife and walked up to the old monk.

"What are you doing?" the old monk frowned slightly.

"Don't worry, I won't kill him. The bamboo pole demon said, put the knife on the neck of the unconscious fat monk, and shouted to the monk on the street: "Listen to the fuck for me, now, I will put forward some conditions, if you don't say a word, I will click your abbot." ”

The monks on the street, the monsters don't speak.

"Ahem. The prisoner reminded him, "You just said that you would not kill him, and everyone heard it." ”

"Ugh. The bamboo pole monster can only say another thing, "If any of you dare to say a word, I will cut off one of your abbot's fingers." ”

The bamboo pole monster laughed, "If your abbot knows that his hand is ruined because of you, surely you will not have a good time in the future, right?"

A hint of fear flashed across the monks' faces.

A monk asked, "You, you say, what do you want?"

"Good. The bamboo pole demon pointed to the carriage behind him, the healthy horse had already been stoned to death, "Prepare two carts, one cart full of grain." ”

The monks agreed, and someone began to prepare.

"Get out of the way and get us out of town. When you go out of the city, you are not allowed to follow. The bamboo pole demon said.

"So, what about our abbot?" the monks looked at the man in the old monk's hand.

"Don't worry, when we are safe, we will let him back. The bamboo pole demon said.

The abbot was in the hands of others, and the monks didn't dare to say anything, not to mention that they were not opponents.

They hurriedly prepared the wagons and food that the bamboo pole demon wanted, and sent them out of the city.

After leaving the city, driven by the prisoners who knew the way, the bamboo pole demon ran all the way south, and after being sure that the monks in the city had not caught up, they turned west.

In the carriage, the bamboo pole demon drew his sword for the little monk, picked the leaves on the grass stems, and carefully applied it to the little monk's wound.

Strange to say, as soon as the blades of grass were applied, a glowing green light shone in the pitch-black carriage, illuminating the little monk's face green.

At the same time, the wound on the little monk's chest healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Originally, the breath was like a gossamer, but now the breathing is getting more and more even.

The bamboo pole demon breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay, I can't die." ”

The old monk looked at him strangely, "A monster, a monk, you don't get along, how did you come together?"

The bamboo pole demon rolled his eyes, "I said monk, if you can't speak, don't speak, what does it mean to come together." Let me tell you, I am different from your junior brother, I am a pure man. ”

"Who said you weren't a gentleman, I mean... Why is your relationship so good?"

The old monk said, and slashed his junior brother with a knife in one hand.

"How can I be emotional, I'm a lover of women, women. ”

Seeing that the old monk was still going to explain, the bamboo pole demon stopped him: "Don't say it, the more you talk about it, the more ambiguous it becomes, we are from the Eastern Wilderness, as for why we are embarrassed, then what, isn't your junior brother also coming together with the monsters? Even he has a lot to do with the dead city lord." ”

The bamboo pole looked left and said that the relationship between him and the little monk could not be explained in a single word.

"Eastern Wilderness?" the old monk was surprised, "so far away, where are you going?"

"Shennong City. The bamboo pole demon said.

"What are you going to Shennong City for?" said the old monk.

The little monk said that there was an old man waiting for him. Speaking of this, the bamboo pole demon suddenly said, "This grass, isn't it their love token?"

"Ahem. The old monk interrupted him, "Monk, what kind of love?" ”

The bamboo pole demon pointed at his junior brother, "Under his leadership, the monks still marry daughters-in-law, and it's just a matter of marrying a daughter-in-law, and the key is to steal other people's daughters-in-law." It's not that I said, old monk, your monks in the Central Plains are too corrupt. A small monk, although he kills, drinks, and eats meat, he is a good monk. ”

The old monk was a little embarrassed.

He changed the subject, pointed to the junior brother who was knocked unconscious again, and asked, "What should he do?"

"Hmm. The bamboo pole demon groaned slightly, "Stripped him of his clothes." ”

"Huh?" the crowd looked at him in amazement.

"You don't have a special fetish?" asked the man who stole the monk's daughter-in-law.

"Say what. "I mean, ripping off his clothes and throwing him on the side of the road." In this way, even if he wakes up soon, the priority is to find a piece of clothing, not to catch up with us. ”

"Oh. Everyone was stunned.

They did as he said and stripped the fat monk of his clothes.

"Hey, it's a eunuch. The bamboo pole monster said.

They made a mistake when they lost the monk, without him, it was too heavy.

In the end, it was the old monk who stepped out and threw him far away, and made up for it to ensure that he would not wake up for the time being.

After this was done, the old monk breathed a sigh of relief, "By the way, what kind of Buddha does this little monk worship, and what kind of way does he realize? This fingering method is actually a law, and it will kill if you shoot, and it is too domineering, not like a Buddhist master." ”

The bamboo pole demon shook his head, "I don't know about this, but I remember what he called this finger, the flower finger." ”

"Finger of the flower?" the old monk was stunned.

He is familiar with Buddhist classics, and allusions about flowers come easily, "The Buddha showed the flowers to the public." It was when everyone was silent, and the only Venerable One smiled. Buddha Yun: I have the Dharma Eye, Nirvana Wonderful Heart, Reality without Appearance, Subtle Method, No Writing, Don't Teach Outside the Teachings, and Teach His Holiness. ”

The old monk raised his head and looked at the little monk with a surprised expression, "Mo, could it be that he belongs to the sect of the Buddha?"

"Amitabha. The old monk clasped his hands together and tried to suppress himself, but he was still excited: "I thought it was just a legend, but I didn't expect that a sect outside the sect actually appeared." The Buddha will return with the Great Road, the Buddha City has been saved, the Central Plains has been saved, haha, haha..."

The bamboo pole demon looked at each other, "Isn't this old monk crazy?"

"You're crazy. The old monk said, "Don't preach outside the church, but it is another school of Buddhism other than the word and deed." It only appears in the section of 'the Buddha throwing flowers to show the public', and it is not mentioned again, and is considered by many monks who study Buddhist scriptures to be a headless public case. But there are also monks who believe that there really exists this school, and they do not set up words, and they do not worry about words... There are even rumors that this is the Buddha's avenue, and the Buddha will eventually take it back and save the people of the Central Plains from fire and water!"

The bamboo pole demon was surprised and pointed at the little monk, "Don't tell me that he is a Buddha." ”

The old monk was stunned, and his fanaticism decreased slightly.

He frowned and looked at the little monk, the Buddha should not be a murderous person.

The car was quiet.

After a long time, the bamboo pole monster changed the topic and asked the little boy: "Your sister's name is Dogdan, what is your name, it can't be a dog, right?"

The little boy shook his head and resolutely refused.

"Don't talk about pulling down. The bamboo pole monster looked at the little girl, "What's your brother's name?"

The little girl looked at the little boy.

"If you want to speak, I will invite you to eat noodles, stewed meat. "The bamboo pole monster tempts the little girl.

Along the way, the little boy described to the little girl more than once how delicious the noodles with braised meat were.

"Shit!"

In front of the eating, the little girl blurted out.

"Poof... Haha..."The bamboo pole demon couldn't hold back and laughed, "Your mother also took great pains to make you well-fed, haha..."

"Laugh at what a laugh. The little boy's angry voice came from the car, "You woke up the little master." ”

"What, woke up?"

"You're laughing so badly, it's hard not to wake up. "There was a weak voice in the car.

Outside the carriage, the prisoners drove the carriage one after the other, along the avenue, towards the dark, gloomy wilderness.