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Xiao Fan came neatly, and walked simply, the old monk is a real monk, although Xiao Fan does not believe in gods and Buddhas, but he cannot question a person's faith. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

A person who really has faith will not be shaken, of course, the people of that organization also have faith, but their belief is a belief that is fascinated by ** and brainwashed, which in Xiao Fan's view, is not a faith, but a demonic barrier.

The old monk said to Xiao Fan, "That sentence was said by the Buddha." At that time, Xiao Fan no longer doubted that the old monk was a high-ranking monk, and even, at that time, Xiao Fan saw the playfulness at the corner of the old monk's mouth.

Although it was fleeting, it was still captured by Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan felt that no matter what kind of belief in this world, to the extreme, that is, to believe in oneself, the old monk is obviously such a person.

Therefore, Xiao Fan felt that the old monk did not lie to himself, and since this was the case, there was no need to stay.

When climbing the mountain, the heart is full of sorrow, when going down the mountain, it is a quiet piece, the old monk gave Xiao Fan a string of Buddha before leaving, Xiao Fan twisted on his fingertips to play, eighteen beads, each bead on it, is a chubby Buddha, Xiao Fan looked carefully, chubby Buddha, in Xiao Fan's view, joy tight, so, also under the old monk's gift.

Since you can't be an enemy, there's no reason to turn away people's good intentions.

Living on the top of the snow peak, it can be regarded as far away from the world, and for some "outsider" people who do not have any conflict of interest, Xiao Fan still can't do it.

After all, the old monk is not an old monk who opens his mouth and says that the Buddha talks about the Buddha with a closed mouth, nor does he have a mouth full of Buddhist scriptures, and he talks about those big truths, but he tells the truth, which makes people the most comfortable, this is the real monk, compared to those who open their mouths and close their mouths and close their mouths of Buddhism but have a belly of men and women, it is much stronger.

Xiao Fan didn't plan to take the Buddha with him, he was going to take it back and give it to Nalan Yanyue, thinking that Nalan Yanyue would like it.

The old monk said that his bloodthirsty Shura has become a trend, since this is the case, obviously, he has no hope of being tempered, so it is good to fight in this world for a lifetime.

Tantra didn't know when it was divided, this was learned from the old monk, the old monk had no reason to lie to him, since this is the case, it is good, otherwise, if you really want to kill a high monk, you will inevitably have a sense of guilt in your heart.

Although Xiao Fan has never been a soft-hearted person, Xiao Fan feels that it is always good to be a pure person in this world.

Moreover, after the destruction of that organization, those who have lost their faith always need to be comforted by faith, and they can't expect everyone to be like themselves, life here is already hard, besides, people always need some sustenance, so the old monk will have a place to use.

Xiao Fan doesn't want to suffer endless revenge from the outside world after taking the northwest, people with faith are terrifying, but people without faith are even more terrifying, when the spiritual pillar in his heart collapses, what kind of thing to do is not too unusual.

Of course, this matter is not something that Xiao Fan should have a headache for, the old men above are the main ones.

After Xiao Fan left Xuefeng, it was already dusk, and he rested in a herdsman's house, of course, it was not the herdsman's hospitality, but the money in Xiao Fan's hands that played a role.

After the herdsmen took the money, they were very happy, especially Xiao Fan's generous efforts, and his service to Xiao Fan was even more attentive, as for Xiao Fan's identity, it was not their concern, there were some tourists here, it was not unusual, but Xiao Fan was just a single tourist on the road.

Fresh milk, still steaming, much better than the processed ones, a pot of hot mare's milk wine, a basin of finger meat, and a bowl of steaming noodles, this is Xiao Fan's dinner, in this northwest place, it can be regarded as a hearty tight.

After dinner, Xiao Fan came outside the tent, the cattle and sheep had already closed the circle, because it was almost dark, and there were wolves in the northwest at night.

The night here comes earlier than in the mainland, and the sunset on the horizon is only exposed by the mountain peaks, and the gorgeous sunset is extremely beautiful.

The clouds, still white and white, can be clearly seen flowing in the air in the direction of the wind.

The wind and clouds are surging, and I don't like the bland sky, but this kind of sky makes people like it, and in the mainland, it is rare to see such a sky.

Maybe it's the factor of being unwilling to be lonely in his bones, and calm things always don't please Xiao Fan.

Of course, the beautiful scenery is always short-lived, the afterglow on the horizon is finally completely covered by the mountain peaks, the brilliant sunset has also dissipated in the sky, those white clouds, also gradually become dark, night falls.

The sky is invisible, but the strong Tibetan mastiff like a calf is amazing.

With a lion-like head and a sturdy body, he seemed to see Xiao Fan, an uninvited guest, barking at Xiao Fan, and his confident voice could be heard for miles.

However, after Xiao Fan showed his momentum, the guy had already quieted down, prostrate on the ground and did not move, animals are always very sensitive to crises, and after realizing that Xiao Fan was not easy to mess with, the Tibetan mastiff did not move.

Xiao Fan looked at this guy, slowly stepped forward, and stroked the guy's huge head.

From the tent just finished busy herdsmen, seeing this scene, he covered his mouth and exclaimed, although there were some difficulties in communication, Xiao Fan still roughly understood the meaning of this female herdsman.

This Tibetan mastiff is very brutal, he is not allowed to be approached, the last time there was a tourist because of approaching him, he was almost bitten by him, so, the face chain was replaced with a thick one, the female herdsman pointed to the chain and said.

Xiao Fan naturally wouldn't tell the female herdsman that he was far more terrifying than the beast.

The female herdsman looked at Xiao Fan with an incredulous expression, she wanted to know why this Tibetan mastiff was so well-behaved in front of Xiao Fan.

Looking at the well-behaved big guy in front of him, blinking his big eyes and pitiful look, Xiao Fan smiled faintly, and knocked twice on the head of this guy, Xiao Fan didn't plan to stay here, because he had already seen that the male herdsman had already glanced here.

It's not good if it's misunderstood, no matter how you look at it, it's not a good thing, it's too embarrassing.

Besides, the female herdsman in front of her is really not in Xiao Fan's eyes, the weather in the northwest is already cold, and the wind blows and the sun every day, especially in the northwest, the cold wind at night is like a knife, and the skin will be good, so the people here look much older than the mainlanders.

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