"Xiao Anzi, Xiao Anzi......" In the early morning, before dawn, I heard Su Hetu shouting at the top of his voice.

"Hey, Hetu, this kid is annoying us to death, and it's not like that to get up so early every day to call our son. I'm going to have a good chat with him. Peng Henian whispered to his wife.

"Dad, Mom, I'm going to school." Peng Xiaoan picked up his schoolbag and ran out of the house excitedly.

Originally, Peng Xiaoan couldn't stand Su Hetu calling him so early, but later he was excited when he heard him shouting. Because there is a bamboo forest behind their house, Su Hetu will make some strange traps every night. The next morning, some small game can be harvested, sometimes wild pigeons, sometimes hares.

One day, Peng Xiaoan found Su Hetu who was acting strangely, and then quietly followed him, and later knew that Su Hetu was in a trap, so he begged Su Hetu to play with him. The first time he didn't get anything, but the next day he caught a hare, which made Peng Xiaoan so excited that he couldn't do it, causing Su Hetu to roll his eyes for a while.

So every morning, I would hear Su Hetu shouting Peng Xiaoan's name loudly, not only was Peng Xiaoan, who was not used to getting up so early, complain sleepily, but even the neighbors also had a tendency to jump and scold their mothers. Only Twilight always smiles and gets up. Su Hetu became her living alarm clock, but it became someone else's nightmare.

Peng Xiaoan's family raised a big wolf dog for a day, and he usually kept it on a leash. I never thought that the chain was broken, and I came out with Peng Xiaoan. Seeing Su Hetu not far away, he ran over quickly. Su Hetu saw that the big thing was not good, so he ran away. How could he run past the wolf dog, he was caught up in less than two steps, and bit Su Hetu's buttocks.

Peng Xiaoan saw that something might be happening, so he went to the house and called his parents to come out to save Su Hetu. Peng Henian heard that he was still sleepy, this was going to kill someone, so he put on his clothes and rushed out. As soon as I went out, I saw Su Hetu running with a wolf dog behind his buttocks, and the scene was very funny.

Su Hetu saw that he couldn't shake it off, so he turned around and punched the wolf dog on the head. The hardest dog is the dog's head, but I don't know if Su Hetu is born with divine power. After a few punches, I found that the dog's bite was not so strong, so I beckoned to the dog even harder. When Peng Henian came to his side, the wolf dog was still a little angry, lying on the ground motionless.

Peng Henian has been raising this dog for five or six years, so he is naturally very affectionate. In addition, this dog is very psychic, and generally does not bite. Maybe Su Hetu called the door early in the morning to annoy Peng Henian, and this wolf dog came to avenge his master.

Peng Henian looked at Su Hetu's wound, and when he saw where there was no trace of a bite, he couldn't help but feel strange in his heart. Could it be that this kid can't be beaten with iron? looked at the dog lying on the ground, although he felt sad, he couldn't hold Su Hetu responsible. If Su Jinxiu, who was famous for protecting calves, knew that his dog had bitten Su Hetu, he wouldn't have worked hard to find him. Fortunately, Su Hetu is fine, if Danfan has a little wound, let alone that the dog is not dead, even if he dies, it is estimated that he will be whipped by Su Jinxiu. Peng Henian secretly breathed a sigh of relief and went home with his dog in his arms.

There was no danger, Su He's image seemed to be fine, and continued to pull Peng Xiaoan to the bamboo forest behind. As soon as I arrived at the edge of the bamboo forest, I found a pool of blood, and the blood stains continued intermittently.

Su Hetu thought to himself, he didn't get a trap, where did the blood come from. Curious, he followed the bloodstains and walked forward, only to see a Zen stick not far away, covered with bloodstains. Going further, I found a man lying on the ground, covered in blood and dying. Peng Xiaoan still had the courage to go forward, shook off Su Hetu's arm and ran home.

"Xiao Anzi, don't tell anyone about today." Although Su Hetu didn't know the bottom in his heart, he still subconsciously said this sentence.

Peng Xiaoan said tremblingly as he ran: "Got it." If you don't run quickly, it's unlucky to run into a dead man early in the morning. ”

Su Hetu ignored him, but squatted down to look at the bloodstained man. When he saw his face, Su Hetu always felt that he had known each other sometimes, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"Stinky boy, don't look at it, the old man is not dead yet." The person who was originally dying suddenly made a sound, which startled Su Hetu.

If you look closely, isn't this the old monk I saw when I was a child? I thought it was just a dream, but I didn't expect it to be a reality, and I couldn't help but feel a little excited.

"Old monk, what's wrong with you?" Su Hetu asked curiously.

"Why don't you little doll know how to respect people, I can rub your grandfather more than when you are old." After speaking, he coughed vigorously, and spit out a mouthful of black blood in his mouth.

"Help me get to the bamboo, stinky boy." His face was pale and bloodless. Su Hetu looked pitiful and did as he said.

"A person who has lived for two hundred years, but he didn't expect to capsize in the gutter and be overshadowed by a monster who has not been out of the mountain for many years." The old monk said with a sad face.

"Stinky boy, do you want to worship me as a teacher, Lao Wei will teach you all his life's practice." The old monk said with great anticipation.

"Forget it, you've been beaten like this yourself, what can you learn from it?" Su Hetu said with a look of disdain.

"Everyone else wants to worship me as a teacher, how did you come to this and become what I beg you, I really don't know what to do." Another cough, and it looked like it was going to die.

"Gotcha, gotcha. Look at you like this, and meet your requirements. After speaking, Su Hetu knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times, and called out to the master. The expression was extremely serious and heavy.

The old monk took out a thick book from his bosom with difficulty, which was already covered with blood.

"You hold this "Hidden Sutra", as for how many layers you can comprehend, it depends on your creation."

Su Hetu took the scripture with both hands and looked at the old monk quietly.

The old monk slowly stretched out his hand covered with blood and gently stroked Su Hetu's head.

"Xiaohetu, I originally wanted to wait until you became an adult to teach you well, and I could also accept you as an apprentice, who would have thought ...... Bad fate, bad fate. ”

"That's it, that's it, I've lived for a hundred years, and everything in Hongchen has long been downplayed. Buddhism pays attention to fate, and it is okay not to have a stinky skin. The old monk frowned, and it became difficult to speak.

"Xiaohetu, I became a monk at the age of three, and I drink and eat meat, so it's no wonder that others call me a wild monk. However, it is also considered a great good fate, and it will be glorious compared to the next life. Since you have already worshipped me as a teacher, you must be obedient. Remember, when I pass away, you will be next to my body for three days. After three days, you can take off the beads from my neck and bury the Zen staff with me. ”

Su Hetu nodded heavily after hearing this, and his heart couldn't help but feel sad.

"Haha, stinky bull nose, old sword ghost, the dying old man also accepted apprentices before you, even if the old man passed away, he was still a master. Haha...... "After saying that, he vomited a lot of blood, and leaned on the bamboo to die.

Su Hetu lowered his head, his eyes full of tears. Although I have only met this old monk twice, I feel close from the bottom of my heart, and now I am worshipping him as a master, so it is no wonder that I am so sad.

The old sword ghost who was in retreat in the distant Tianshan Mountains was startled, and tears flowed down his face.

"Stinky monk, you still haven't waited for that day. The Buddhist precepts are dismissive, why are you in such a hurry? ”

In the broken Taoist temple at the foot of Wudang Mountain, the old Taoist priest is also a vegetarian, and he has never eaten a grain of rice for three days and three nights.

"Since you want to cultivate the Fa for the third life, then the old man will accompany you for the third life."

On this day, he was called a monk, and he was called a wild monk by the old sword ghost and the old Taoist priest, and the person with the Dharma name Bodhi passed away. Murong Tiankui, the old sword ghost of Tianshan Mountain, went out of the customs with one sword, one sword and one green shirt, and once again entered the world against the sky. The old Taoist priest who broke the Taoist temple was a real person, and he killed Wudang Mountain as the master of the temple by himself. The rivers and lakes that have been quiet for decades are afraid that they will be bloody again.

Su Hetu really sat quietly next to the old monk's corpse, holding the scriptures in his hand, silently waiting.

Su Jinxiu, who couldn't find Su Hetu at noon, was anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

"Xiao An, have you seen our family river map?" Su Jinxiu asked anxiously.

"He should still be in the bamboo grove behind the house, you might be able to find him there."

Su Jinxiu hurriedly ran to the bamboo forest and saw Su Hetu sitting next to the bamboo with his eyes closed. When I saw the corpse of the old monk, I was frightened.

"Hetu, why did you come here, do you know this person, why did you die so miserably?" Su Jinxiu is still a well-known knife mouth in the village, and asked several questions in one breath.

Su Hetu raised his head and said, "Mom, I'm fine, you go home." I'll go with the master on the last stretch. After speaking, he closed his eyes and read the scriptures silently, with a tendency to escape into the empty door.

Su Jinxiu saw how good this was, and hurriedly called Su Fenghuang. Su Fenghuang received a call and rushed over from the county seat on a bicycle. looked at Su Hetu and then at the old monk, and understood a little in his heart. Because he has experienced a lot of strange things in the past few years, there is no gap in his heart, so he said to Su Jinxiu that he would go, and left in a hurry.

Su Jinxiu can't help it, she really can't take this father and son. I was worried that something would happen to Su He, so I kept guarding by the side. Su Hetu, who had finished reciting a scripture, opened his eyes.

"Mom, go back, I'm fine. If you are always here, I am afraid that it will affect the reincarnation of the master. I'm going to feel guilty for the rest of my life. ”

Su Jinxiu wiped her tears, turned around and went home three times in one step. Su Hetu sat cross-legged again, and the old monk was settled, like the Buddha under the Bodhi tree.

The next morning, in the late autumn, I didn't hear Su Hetu's broken gong, and I always felt that something was blocked in my heart. I wanted to go to his house and ask, but I always felt embarrassed.

"Wife, what do you want?" Peng Hefei asked curiously.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing. Twilight Autumn said nervously. I thought to myself, maybe this little guy had a rare sleep.

Su Jinxiu went to the bamboo forest every once in a while to take a look, and every time she went back, she saw Su Hetu sitting quietly cross-legged. He also took the bamboo leaves that fell on his head.

At night, Su Hetu woke up from his meditation and saw that the old monk's body was melting little by little. I'm afraid that he is going to experience the reincarnation of the sixth life, I hope he can enter the Western Bliss.

Then he began to chant the old monk, the eight winds did not move, as solid as a rock, and the Buddha's qi was roughly formed.

Two days have passed, and Twilight Autumn still hasn't heard Su Hetu's voice, and she began to panic. I don't know what to do anymore, and I keep implying in my heart that he is just a child, and he is just used to being called to get up, why can't he get used to it when he can't hear the sound. After thinking about it, I didn't forget to wave my fist, a little happiness on my face.

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