Stone had never had a fear of the abbot of the monastery, Baotong, who respected Baotong, and Baotong's strictness and kindness to him were somewhat similar to that of his father.

But every time he saw the prison court, a person who held a position in the temple under Baotong and the capital prison, he couldn't help but shudder.

Needless to say, his coldness was everywhere, the cold light in his eyes, his well-defined eyebrows, his nose that was a little too high, and his lips that would never smile, were all daunting, as if anyone was a sinner in front of him.

He was about fifty years old, and he was slender and thin, the tallest man in the monastery, though his back always refused to stand straight.

Shi had spoken to him no more than ten times in total, and under normal circumstances, he would slip away when he saw the prison from a distance, and when he had no choice but to greet him.

At this time, it would be unceremonious for the stone to pretend not to see the prison slip away. Regardless of whether the prison will take such uneducated behavior to heart, he is not willing to do so.

He turned around and smiled ugly: "Don't blame the prison, the stone is offended and disturbs the masters' work." ”

"Don't stay here, go somewhere else." The prison's mouth seemed to be motionless, but the words were already whipped in front of the stone like a whip.

"Yes!" The stone smoked, and there was no human figure.

The stone did not go far, he hid around the corner. As long as he can't see the prison and the prison can't see him, his wildly beating heart and restless writhing body will be restored.

Why do wooden beams break? The question still haunted him. He regretted that he had wasted too much time arguing with the hour, and he should have seen the broken beam with his own eyes.

"The four of you go and take down the broken beam first and send it to the Aroma Kitchen." The voice of the prison reached the ears of the stone. Soup Kitchen? Oh no, this broken beam is about to be split into firewood, and I have to wait for the Aroma Kitchen.

The stone hurried through the Daxiong Treasure Hall and ran towards the incense soup kitchen on the east side. As he passed through the Garan Temple, a man walked out of the temple gate and almost collided with him.

"Stone, where are you in a hurry?" Baotong smiled and asked, "Come to the old man to listen to the scriptures?" ”

"Listening to the scriptures? No, no, no," Shi only felt his scalp tingle, and he was most afraid of the two words in the world, scriptures and poems, "I, I'm the thought master, come and see the mage." ”

When the stone saw Baotong, he always had to please him. He likes this feeling of being coquettish to Baotong, and Baotong will give him infinite love and care in return.

"I miss the old man, no wonder the old man dreamed of the stone last night."

"Really? What did the mages dream of me? Naughty and mischievous, right? ”

"No, the stones are obedient, chopping wood, fetching water in the temple, and leading the pilgrims to worship the Buddha and recite the scriptures."

"What? Am I becoming a little monk? I don't want this kind of well-behaved! Besides, my father and mother don't agree either! ”

"Hahaha, don't say it too early, maybe one day you will beg the old man to shave."

"Impossible, impossible, I will never be a monk!"

Four monks passed in front of them carrying broken wooden beams, and the stone immediately became anxious, "I'm leaving, I still have something to do!" I'll talk to the mage next time. ”

He lifted his foot, and thought to himself, the mage might know something, so why not ask him? The stone turned his head, his eyes purred a few times, and said, "Master, how did the wooden beam break?" ”

"Wooden beams? You've got a lot of heart. This beam is too old, more than a hundred years old. Since this big bell was hung up, it has been supported by this beam, and the old wood has rotted! ”

"Mages don't get old." Seeing that he couldn't ask anything, the stone no longer asked the bottom of the matter, and decided to check it out for himself.

"As long as you can speak, the old man is old."

"How can a mage be old, a mage has boundless magic and can live for a thousand years."

"You stinky boy turned around and cursed again."

"Don't dare!"

The broken beam lay desolate on a row of moss next to the fragrant soup kitchen, and no one cared about it.

The four monks who carried it had already left, and the monks of the Aroma Kitchen were busy with it, not only did they not welcome its arrival, but they didn't even look at it more.

This is exactly what the stone intended.

He walked over to the broken beam, leaned down to examine the fracture, and there were two distinct facets of the fracture, the upper half was a flat incision, and the lower half was uneven with many wooden thorns.

He's not a detective, he doesn't have a sensitive sense of smell, but he thinks something is wrong with this rift.

He racked his brain, hollowed out his mind, and remembered all the kinds of wood he had ever seen. The knotted wood of the monk chopping wood, the exquisitely carved Taishi chair in his father's study, the slender cane of the old man on the street, and the chopsticks that he broke with his bare hands.

By the way, it was the chopsticks, the broken parts were full of burrs, and his hand was pricked. The wood is all the same, and the place where the wooden beam is broken should also be burrs, why is there a part of it smooth and flat, as if it was cut by a sharp blade?

The stone suddenly tensed, nervous from being too excited.

He made a bold assumption: someone had cut off half of the wooden beam with a sharp blade, and under the weight of the bell, the other half was also broken!

His heart tugged, there were such bad people in this Xuanyuan Temple? Who is he? Does Master Baotong know? The stone turned sharply to look behind him, as if the evil eyes were staring at his backbone.

He looked around, but there was no one. The contrast between the seclusion and the hustle and bustle of the Aroma Soup Kitchen across the wall is a stark contrast.

Why did this man destroy the wooden beams? Is it to smash the person who hit the bell to death and destroy the reputation of Xuanyuan Temple? If this is really the case, this person is too dangerous for Xuanyuan Temple, should you go and tell Master Baotong?

But the mage said that the wooden beams were broken because the old wood was rotten, so why didn't he come and look at the crack and make such an arbitrary judgment? Did he want to defend the man who broke the wooden beams? Who is that man?

The prison's cold eyes and stiff face appeared in front of him. Could it be him? He is the strangest in this Xuanyuan Temple, as if he has a lot of secrets hidden in his heart, as if everyone is his enemy.

When he talked to Zhong Tou about the broken wooden beam, the prison reprimanded Zhong Tou and told him to leave immediately, as if he was afraid that others would find something.

Stone gasped, if it was really a prison, no wonder Baotong wanted to defend him. The prison is a person who is highly respected in the temple, and he is also a person who takes care of the affairs of the temple at night. He has made a lot of contributions to Xuanyuan Temple, and he should not be ruined in this matter, being scolded by others, and becoming a sinner through the ages.

But why did the prison do this? Circling around, the stone wound itself into a thick cocoon of tough silk threads, scorched and exhausted.

He stood up, stomped his foot, and said angrily, "Forget it, why do you care so much?" There are so many monks in this temple, so many pairs of eyes, and no one cares about this matter, what do I care? Look at the poor and go! ”

Qi Qi is a sacred creature raised by Master Baotong, with a tiger head and a cow body, two wings on its back, and its body is covered with snow-white feathers, but the wings grow black feathers.

His shape can be big or small, dispensable, and many changes are made entirely by his mood. Usually he likes to curl himself up into a fist-sized, round, with no head and feet in sight, and no wings in sight.

Qiqi only listened to the orders of Master Baotong alone, and was not close to anyone else, including Shishi.

Master Baotong had warned the stone that Poor Qi liked to eat people, especially people's noses. Don't do anything to Qi Qi, or he will most likely open his mouth twice as big as the body of the stone and eat him.

The stone asked, why does Qiqi have such a murderous nature? How did he get to Xuanyuan Temple? Baotong was reluctant to tell him at first. After three years and five years of hard work, the stone finally knew all the stories about Qiqi little by little.

Qi Qi is the son of the Jade Emperor, arrogant and arrogant, relying on his father's status to do evil in heaven and earth.

He punishes the good and promotes the evil, hates the good, and always stands on the side of the evil. As long as he encounters the sons of filial piety, loyal men, and righteous people, he will definitely eat them.

When the Jade Emperor learned about it, he sent Taishang Laojun to execute Qi. Poor odd sometimes turns big, sometimes small, sometimes nothing. It can be as big as mountains and rivers, and as small as a speck of dust. When Qi Qi becomes invisible, he is powerless, and has neither the power to kill nor the power to fight back.

Taishang Laojun chased the poor to the edge of the sky. Exhausted, Qiqi dissolves into nothingness and hides inside a conch shell. Although the poor wonder turned into invisible, Taishang Laojun could still smell it, so he put the conch head and tail, it was like a net of heaven and earth, you can get in, but you can't get out.

The stars are changing, the stones are rotten and the trees are withering, and the conch and the poor are always drifting lonely in the sea.

Finally, one day he floated to a beach in the east, lying quietly under the fine sand, listening to the footsteps of passing travelers.

Ten years ago, Master Baotong picked up this conch. He smashed the conch shell and released Qiqi.

Thousands of years of time and loneliness have not made Qi Qi repent, and his temperament is still extremely vicious. Punishing the good and promoting the evil is the true meaning of his life, and at the moment when he is free, he opens his bloody mouth and targets the benefactor who gave him freedom.

At that moment, Baotong's eyes emitted a domesticated light, and the bursts of light seemed to be Sima Xiangru playing "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", and Qi Qi was the intoxicated fair lady Zhuo Wenjun.

His whole body trembled, his bones were weak, and a feeling inside him developed something he had never had.

It wasn't for meeting Baotong, he would never have known that he also had the ability to love. This kind of love is an emotion that can be condescended to, and it is a connected attachment.

He respected Master Baotong as his master, gave up his fierce nature, followed Baotong, and listened to his orders.

Master Baotong is a master of the past and the present, and he is wise about all things. He knew that Qi Qi was in the next life and this life, and he was ecstatic to get this divine object, and he taught Qi Qi to accumulate good and become virtuous, and helped Qi Qi to break evil and cultivate good.

Although today's poor Qi is still arrogant, he will never eat good people again. On the contrary, he also did a good deed for the people of the world.

Every year on the day before December Laba, Baotong will take Qiqi to the palace to participate in the epidemic ceremony. Qiqi will expel all the plague ghosts, eat the harmful Gu worms, protect the peace of the four seas, and live a long life.