In fact, in this vast world, most of the rolling red dust is running in small things, and the earth-shattering deeds are probably one in ten thousand, and those who hold power also have seven emotions and six desires, relatives and dependents, on the other hand, sometimes their lives are also dull and boring. That Ji Qingchen incarnation immeasurably promotes reincarnation, and it is inevitable to spend some effort in these little things, I will talk about what Ji Qingchen's main body has experienced, and the immeasurable Ji Qingchen clone is also experiencing the red dust, and the same is true of that wave of time.

Last time, I talked about the middle-aged storyteller, the storyteller's surname was Ye, the name was Musheng, and the son took a mixed name called Goudan, this Musheng wanted to change the story of a drunken eight immortals to listen to this Zhang Yi, but this Zhang Yi also heard it, and stared at the copper bell with big eyes, and scolded: "You stuffed chaff dog head, light, if you don't talk about a master who hasn't heard of it today, you will roll up the cover, get out, don't dirty our ears, spoil the interest of eating and drinking." ”

This middle-aged man was originally from a peasant family, and it is amazing to know a few stories of gods and monsters, what to talk about, search for gods, seal gods, etc., all said that he had heard it with that Zhang Yi, and there were still new goods in his stomach, so he had to beg for mercy: "Master Zhang, the small one has no ability, he is farming at home, but after three years of drought, the villagers are scattered to survive, only these stories are for everyone to have fun, and I want to ask you to reward some money to buy rice and grain, you are kind, wait to listen to a good story, and then listen to the master." ”

That Zhang Yi could hear these words, called a few little guys, and beat the father and son out, the little baby was only twelve years old, where he saw this situation, and also cried, I wanted to tell stories with other taverns on the street, but that Zhang Yi let out words, not allowed to give the father and son money, the father and son could not beg, had to find a city temple in the wild to live, in the city outside the city to find some chores for the body, this Ye Mu Sheng has been nearly fifty years old, has been half cut into the earth, the body is not good, and often can not find a job to do, the things to give the dog to eat, the body there to eat, the physical strength is not even more exhausted。

There are also three other beggars living in the dilapidated temple where the father and son live, respectively named Xiaotouzi, two lepers, three pockmarks, this is a gangster in the market, like to eat, drink and have fun, often gamble, and do not do anything to make money protégé, the family business gradually dilapidated, and now they have become beggars, the three people know that this Mu Sheng father and son are down-and-out people, even begging is not taught to be seen, and honest by nature, there are two sentences that are good, the wall is pushed by everyone, and the horse is good to be ridden. The three also often bullied the father and son.

One day, I don't know what luck this Mu Sheng had, he actually brought a roast chicken. It was full of joy that I wanted to share the dog's eggs. When he came to the gate of the temple, he was full of smiles and shouted: "Dog." ”

When the dog heard that his father had returned, his heart was also happy, and he could listen to some strange stories to relieve his boredom, and although he had heard it many times, he still felt fresh, so he answered, and said, "Abba, it's time to tell a story today." ”

Na Musheng said: "Don't be busy, see what good things I brought you." So he brought the roast chicken.

The dog had not eaten meat for a long time, and said to Na Musheng: "What a roast chicken." "Hurriedly reach out and grab it. Unexpectedly, at this time, a hand grabbed the dog's hand, it turned out to be Sanmazi, only to listen to the Sanma said: "Nowadays, it is difficult for everyone to make a living, and someone will give you roast chicken, is there a chicken plague, to harm you two, I will eat it first, and I will die first." So he snatched the chicken away.

This Mu Sheng was willing to listen there, so he used all kinds of good words, begging these three pockmarks, and the dog eggs were also going to rob, but the little head, the second leper was impatient to hear it, so he came up, beat the father and son, and actually broke Mu Sheng's foot, and spit on a mouthful of spit, and said to that Mu Sheng: "That Bodhisattva said that being bullied in this life is a bad karma in the previous life, and now we are bullying the two of you, and you two will be bad people in the previous life." With that, he went to eat roast chicken.

The dog's eyes were red, and he didn't know what he was thinking when he looked at the wood-chopping knife beside him, and Mu Sheng fainted in pain because he broke his leg bone. The three beggars actually drove the father and son out of the temple gate, and the two finally found another dilapidated house to live in, and from then on this Mu Sheng no longer had the ability to work, and the dog had to do some coolies, and the money earned was not enough to survive, and the Mu Sheng had a serious illness, and he died in Huangquan not long after. The dog lost his loved one, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and howl, crying and crying to find a messy grave, and buried the tree alive. When he returned to the house, he sat down silently, and when he saw the knife of chopping wood, his heart was crossed, and he did not know that there was a strong force, so he went to inquire about the whereabouts of the three beggars, and wanted to kill them to avenge his father.

Unexpectedly, the three beggars saw that they had made a grudge, and turned out to be a cowardly master, so they hid and searched for the dogs, but they did not see the whereabouts of the three people, and they searched for a few days, they were hungry and cold, and they were angry but could not take revenge. woke up, picked up some wild fruits to eat on the mountain, and when he was full, he went to report to the official, and was beaten by the official's stick again. It is really asking for the heavens and the earth. He cried and fainted on the mountain road again.

That Ji Qingchen saw it in his eyes, and he changed his body, but he turned into a monk, you look at this monk:

Wearing a hundred clothes, stepping on red shoes.

Strange description, abnormal behavior.

Holding a clay bowl in his hand, his face stained with wind and dust,

The Buddha of longevity, and the heavenly honors,

If he is a bodhisattva, his words are rude.

If he is a fairy, he is like a bald donkey.

is neither a monk nor a Taoist, full of absurd words.

But what a ridiculous method, listening to the mad monk singing from afar:

"Ginseng fruit, ginseng fruit, three thousand years on the vine, the function of the holy fruit is really very.

All diseases can be cured, and all bad karma is gone

The dead have eaten and gone to the western heavens, and the living have eaten to become immortals,

The wicked eat and go to hell, and the good eat the cultivation of blessings,

The Buddha of the West Heaven, give me ginseng fruit, pay it to the destined person, to be the saint, the truth, the truth, the ten thousand mercy, the wonderful Daluo Immortal,

Not outside the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements, free into bliss, comfortable in the heavens. ＂

From afar, he kept singing, and secretly used a mana to wake up the dog, and the dog gradually regained consciousness, but vaguely heard something, "The dead eat to the west of the sky, the wicked eat to hell, I can't help but forcibly open my eyelids, only to see a middle-aged monk wearing a dirty and tattered robe, strange description, full of stinky sweat standing in front of him." I only heard the monk talking nonsense: "Immeasurable Buddha, Lafayette, how can there be a little descendant fainting on the road, scared the old monk, today the old monk saved him, do a good deed, in the future can also invite merit in front of the great Bodhisattva to ask for rewards, and also have an arhat fruit seat to sit on." ”