The carriage never stopped for a moment, and Mu Qiuhuang never rested for a moment, always running behind the carriage, no matter how fast or slow the carriage was, Mu Qiuhuang had never been left behind, and the distance from the carriage was always kept within five hundred meters.

After running for two hours, Zhang Fuling lifted the curtain and glanced at Mu Qiuhuang, and after finding that Mu Qiuhuang still had strength left, he put down the curtain without saying a word...... In this way, the carriage ran from morning to sunset, and Mu Qiuhuang also started from the first step to the later faltering, from sweating profusely to sweating, although Mu Qiuhuang was already exhausted, but he kept gritting his teeth and persevering, and never asked for a break...... In the evening, the carriage finally stopped, and the moment Mu Qiuhuang ran to the carriage, his eyes suddenly darkened...... Fainted.

Seeing this, he hurriedly jumped off the donkey's back and prepared to go to the rescue, but there were still people who were faster than him.

At the moment when Mu Qiuhuang fell to the ground, Zhang Fuling had already arrived at Mu Qiuhuang's side, caught it, and without saying a word, he pried open Mu Qiuhuang's mouth, sent a small yellow pill into his abdomen, and then slapped Mu Qiuhuang's chest to prescribe the pill for him, and after making sure that Mu Qiuhuang was fine, Zhang Fuling breathed a sigh of relief, and then held Mu Qiuhuang's hands and delivered some true yuan to him...... Although Mu Qiuhuang in a coma was tired on his face, the tenacity between his eyebrows was long-lasting.

In fact, at first, Zhang Fuling only planned to let Mu Qiuhuang run for two hours, but after two hours, he found that Mu Qiuhuang still had strength left, so he had a tentative mind to see where Mu Qiuhuang's limit was? Who knew that this attempt lasted for a whole day, and several times Zhang Fuling felt that Mu Qiuhuang couldn't hold on, and was ready to stop and rest when Mu Qiuhuang spoke, but who would have thought that Mu Qiuhuang gritted his teeth and persevered.

At first, Zhang Fuling didn't care much about it, thinking that Mu Qiuhuang's physical strength was limited after all, even if he could endure it in his heart, he would definitely not be able to support it physically, after all, Mu Qiuhuang's qi sea was abolished and he couldn't exercise it. But what Zhang Fuling didn't expect was that Mu Qiuhuang actually dominated his body with his spirit...... At this time, Zhang Fuling already believed that even if he let the carriage run for another hour, Mu Qiuhuang would still be able to hold on for another hour.

"What a stubborn boy." Zhang Fuling couldn't help muttering, but his eyes were full of appreciation.

In fact, if Zhang Fuling knew how Mu Qiuhuang had come over all these years, he would not have felt strange.

Since he entered the barracks at the age of seven, Mu Qiuhuang has never rested for more than three hours a day.

From getting up early in the morning every day, Mu Qiuhuang had to run and exercise with ordinary soldiers, and when the soldiers completed their tasks and went to rest, Mu Qiuhuang had to practice knives with the Nine Emperors of the Sword. After practicing the sword for a morning, I will study the epic collection of scriptures with the old gentleman in the afternoon. Finally, after finishing these lessons in the afternoon, in the evening, another general came to teach the art of war and battle formation. After learning all this, Mu Qiuhuang had to review all the things he had learned throughout the day before he could rest.

Everything else is fine, and the hardest thing is to practice swords with the Nine Emperors.

Imagine a seven-year-old child holding a large knife and standing for an entire morning, with a slight flick of his wrist, followed by a bamboo stick...... If you cry, the knife falls to the ground, and you have to pick it up and start from scratch...... Every day, Mu Qiuhuang fell asleep with a pillow, and even fell asleep with tears many times, and when he woke up the next day, the pillow was wet and pulled...... I heard that since Mu Qiuhuang entered the barracks, Mu Qingen only went to see it secretly once, and then he never went to see it again, because he was afraid that he would not be willing to see his son suffering.

And this kind of life, Mu Qiuhuang lasted for seven years, and in these seven years, whether it was the scorching sun or the biting cold wind, it never changed a day. It is also these seven years that have trained Mu Qiuhuang, making him have a toughness far beyond ordinary people.

This is also the reason why Mu Qiuhuang was able to persist during the day.

……

By the time Mu Qiuhuang woke up again, it was already noon the next day.

Mu Qiuhuang got out of the carriage and looked left and right, only to find that the three of them were still camping in the place where they were camping yesterday, stretching their muscles and bones only to feel radiant, and they couldn't help but feel strange in their hearts, and said in their hearts that they had been running all day yesterday, and there was no soreness in their bodies today.

Seeing Mu Qiuhuang wake up, he said with a happy face: "It's great that the donor is fine." ”

"Little monk, why are you alone? What about the old immortals? Mu Qiuhuang asked.

"Zhang Xianren, he ......" unintentionally stopped talking.

At this moment, Zhang Fuling appeared out of nowhere, carrying a fat hare in his hand, and said with no good breath in his mouth: "Thank you, a young marquis in the carriage does not say that he has prepared some good wine and food, all steamed buns and water, this day seems to be more difficult than Lao Dao, and you, a scholar, Lao Dao still can't command him, poor Lao Dao has to go out hunting in person at such an old age......"

Looking at Zhang Fuling's chatter, Mu Qiuhuang smiled helplessly: "When I meet the inn, the kid invites the old fairy to drink wine and eat meat." ”

"I haven't had a chance to meet the inn, I'll tell you the truth, boy, I walked in the barren mountains and mountains I picked this time...... I'll leave it to you next time you hunt and find food, don't expect the old way to find food for you to hunt. ”

Mu Qiuhuang looked at Wuxin with a helpless face, and he didn't know where Zhang Fuling came from to have such a big belly.

Wuxin explained helplessly: "It's not that the little monk is unwilling to find food, it's just that Zhang Xianren doesn't want to eat steamed buns and wild fruits, and he has to eat meat, and the little monk really can't kill......"

Mu Qiuhuang looked at the wild fruits and steamed buns on the ground, patted Wuxin's shoulder, and comforted with a smile on his face: "I'm sorry for you, little monk, I'll ...... this kind of thing next time I hunt."

Zhang Fuling looked at the appearance of the two of them and didn't get angry, handed the hare to Mu Qiuhuang and said: "Don't hurry up to get food, the old way is about to starve to death, I'll go to the carriage to squint for a while, and then call me after roasting the hare." ”

Zhang Fuling said and walked towards the carriage, muttering in his mouth: "The stubborn little monk is a few miles worse than Juese......

Mu Qiuhuang looked at the aggrieved Wuxin, smiled helplessly, and prepared to make a fire to roast the rabbit.

As soon as the rabbit was skinned and cleaned, I heard Zhang Fuling snoring like thunder in the carriage.

Seeing that there was only one camping tent on the ground, Mu Qiuhuang couldn't help asking, "What?" Didn't the old fairy sleep last night? ”

Unintentionally, he explained to Mu Qiuhuang: "After the donor fainted last night, the little monk set up a tent for Zhang Xianren, but Zhang Xianren said that he slept too much during the day and couldn't sleep at night, so he had to keep vigil......"

Mu Qiuhuang heard that a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he looked at the carriage and said, "The old fairy with a knife mouth and a tofu heart!" ”

Fortunately, the seasoning in the carriage was quite sufficient, and Mu Qiuhuang had already learned to survive in the wild when he was in the army, so soon Mu Qiuhuang roasted the hare, only to see the hare bubbling with oil, and diffused with a unique fragrance.

Mu Qiuhuang couldn't help but have a big appetite when he smelled the fragrance, watched the hare swallow his saliva, and was about to wake up Zhang Fuling, but saw Zhang Fuling sleeping sweetly.

Mu Qiuhuang didn't wake up Zhang Fuling in the end, but made the fire smaller, stuck the hare next to it to keep warm, and took a wild fruit that he picked back unintentionally, walked to the side and began to tie up the horse.

Zhang Fuling got up from sleep and looked at the unmoved hare and Mu Qiuhuang with a horse step, and couldn't help but be full of relief.

"Boy, this is for you, it's unpalatable, it's really a hare that I beat in vain......," Zhang Fuling muttered, he only tore off a rabbit leg and handed more than half of it to Mu Qiuhuang.

Seeing this, Mu Qiuhuang smiled and didn't say a word, took the hare, tore off a rabbit leg and began to gobble it up.

Wuxin sat opposite the two of them, looked at the rabbit meat in the hands of the two, and began to chant for the hare.

In a moment, Zhang Fuling had finished eating his rabbit leg and stared at the remaining hares.

Mu Qiuhuang handed the remaining hare to Zhang Fuling and said, "The kid ate a few wild fruits just now, and his belly is already full at this time, so you should eat it old fairy!" ”

Zhang Fuling looked at Mu Qiuhuang, took the hare and began to feast, and said while eating: "It's not that your rabbit is roasted deliciously, it's really a little hungry for food......

Mu Qiuhuang looked at Zhang Fuling and smiled, and didn't argue with him.

Zhang Fuling looked at Mu Qiuhuang and shouted: "It's boring, it's really boring, you kid doesn't quarrel with the old way, life seems to have lost a bit of fun." ”

"Old fairy, it turns out that you are okay with this?" Mu Qiuhuang said with a confused face: "Then the kid asks the old immortal, what is life?" ”

"That's right? As long as you quarrel with the old way, no matter what, the old way can break with you. ”

Zhang Fuling said with interest on his face: "Little monk, let's talk about life first?" ”

Wuxin stopped chanting, turned his head and said: "Amitabha, for the little monk, worshipping the Buddha and chanting is life?" ”

Seeing this, Mu Qiuhuang pretended to be relieved and patted Wuxin's shoulder, and said seriously: "Yes, yes, little monk, since you followed this son, this ideological progress is still very fast!" I thought you were going to talk about enlightening all sentient beings and educating the world. ”

Zhang Fuling smiled, turned his head and asked with interest, "Boy, what about you?" What do you think of life? ”

When Mu Qiuhuang heard this, he tilted his head and thought for a while and said, "When I was young, I was often curious about what was on the other side of the mountain? Later, an old scholar who taught me my course told me that 'the other side of the mountain is the sea,' and so, with a secret hope, one day I finally climbed to the top of the mountain, but I came back almost crying...... Because on the other side of the mountain, it is still a mountain. I don't understand why the old pedant lied to me. It wasn't until later, after climbing countless mountains, that I realized that the old pedant was right, that the other side of the mountain was indeed the sea...... So, I feel like life is climbing mountains, climbing mountain after mountain. ”

As soon as Mu Qiuhuang's words fell, he saw Wuxin clasping his hands together and saying piously: "Amitabha, the donor's wisdom is very deep, and every time the little monk hears the words of the donor, he can't help but feel that his mouth is suddenly opened." ”

"Phew!"

Zhang Fuling looked at the two of them and said: "Don't talk about the monks, why do you kid like to talk nonsense in the clouds and fog all day long, it's strange that this little monk still eats you?" ”

Mu Qiuhuang laughed when he heard this, but he looked at Zhang Fuling helplessly.

Zhang Fuling is the same generation as his old ancestor, even his uncles and ancestors are a generation lower, not to mention that the relationship between Zhang Fuling and his old ancestor is far from ordinary, so seeing Zhang Fuling so disrespectful to the monk, he has no intention but can only bear it.

"Little monk, don't be unconvinced, let me ask Juese if that kid is talking to this kid?" Zhang Fuling's eyes were half-squinted.

"Amitabha, back to the words of the immortals, the donor is indeed very deep-rooted, and the master's understanding of the mystical understanding of Buddhism is far beyond the reach of the little monk......" Wuxin said with an honest face.

"Yay! Little monk, are you going to be angry with the old way? ”

Zhang Fuling looked at the two of them, and couldn't help but think of the scene of the three little monks who flickered Juewen, Jue, and Juese decades ago. Looking at Mu Qiuhuang and said: "Lao Dao fooled those three little monks back then, it's okay to say, Lao Dao is dozens of years older than them, a generation higher, naturally you can fool casually, you kid is good, directly fool the Buddha, isn't this smashing the old Dao signboard?" ”

Thinking of this, Zhang Fuling couldn't help but be angry and said: "The old way is here to tell you what life is? Life is, to put it bluntly,, pee, fart. ”

"Old fairy, you're a little vulgar!" Mu Qiuhuang teased: "Little monk, did you say it?" ”

"Phew!"

Zhang Fuling took a sip of the two of them and continued: To put it bluntly, life is three meals a day, and people live for a lifetime, who can live without firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea?

If you want to live, whether you are an emperor or a pawn, whether you are a monk or a nun, you can't do without the four words "eating, drinking, and Lazar". Think about it, do you need fertilization to grow crops? Is this fertilizer just human excrement, watering crops with feces and urine, waiting for the crops to ripen before eating them,...... Isn't it still, pee, and fart if it goes on and over again? ”

After listening to it, Mu Qiuhuang looked like he was enlightened, but Mu Qiuhuang said innocently: "Old fairy, then you say that life is not good for eating, drinking, and Lazar, why do you have to say that it is, pee, and fart?" ”

Zhang Fuling shrugged his eyes and muttered: "I want you to take care of it, don't you like, pee, and fart?" ”

"Oh, I have to say that your taste is quite unique, old fairy." Mu Qiuhuang gave a thumbs up with a look of adoration.

Seeing his appearance, Zhang Fuling couldn't help but feel a little angry, and one jumped into the carriage and beckoned: "Hurry up." ”

Mu Qiuhuang smiled when he saw this, and ran after the carriage, just thinking something in his mouth, and when he heard it closely, he realized that what he said was: "Alas, I can't fight anymore, so I have to fight ...... with me."