The vendor turned his face and smiled, "Yo, it's Master Xuanzang."

Tang Seng, that is, Xuanzang, of course, should be called Chen Yi at this time, bowed his head and said, "The national teacher should not be funny, those are all old things in the past, now call me Jin Xuanzi"

The peddler nodded repeatedly, "Yes, I remembered it wrong, by the way, why did you come here?" ”

Chen Yi pushed a wheelchair, the hawker hurried over to help, and he did it himself to beat the person lame, Chen Yi nodded at the hawker, "Thank you National Teacher, it's a long story, since helping Wang Lao Dao write the scriptures, Poor Dao has plans to travel the world, after all, people say that it is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books."

The peddler looked at Chen Yi's two legs that were pulled to the side, "Dao is big and persevering."

Chen Yi waved his hand, "The national teacher should not blame himself, although I don't know why the national teacher beat me like this, but the poor Dao does not hate the national teacher, if you don't beat me up, how can the poor Dao find that this technique of helping the world and saving the people is around you, you see the people who are incense here, there is no longer the bitterness and hatred of the past, everyone is with a healthy face"

"Maybe I said this, the national teacher didn't think so, after all, the national teacher, you live in a different place than ours, but the poor road was not like this when I was a child, at that time, the war, natural disasters and low planting level, the common people often don't have enough to eat, but since the national teacher you have been here for so many years, you see, there is rescue from natural disasters, oh, speaking of this, I remembered some grievances between you and Buddhism at the beginning."

Hawker interface: "You should be angry when I burned those bald donkeys, right?" ”

Chen Yi nodded without hesitation, "Who said it wasn't, but then I knew the reason, and then I felt that the Buddha was a lie. Woe to the Buddha, the harvest is not good, recite the Buddha's name, no matter what happens, it is to say a few Buddha names, but is the Buddha name useful? There may be, at least psychologically comforting."

"But in the final analysis, how to change this status quo, the Buddha did not say, so when I came into contact with the new way of the national teacher, I suddenly opened my mouth, and suddenly realized, as if I had been empowered, it turns out that in this world, not only a few Buddha horns can succeed, you have to change from all aspects"

"For example, let's talk about war today, so far, the national teacher should have seen three major expeditions, each time it was a big victory, why, without him, our weapons are powerful, it is effortless to beat people, and furthermore, natural disasters, droughts and floods, there are sprinkler irrigation machines or something, and the people don't have to ask for heaven and earth, so ah, poor Dao really admires the national teacher, here I really want to give you one"

After Chen Yi finished speaking, the peddler felt that the red scarf on his chest was more colorful, but people couldn't be too nervous, and waved his hand again and again, "Look at what Chen Daochang said, I'm a little embarrassed myself, how can I be as good as you say, I also have shortcomings."

Chen Yi looked at this person who should have been his enemy, and smiled, "The national teacher is too modest, no one is perfect, no one has a shortcoming, they can understand" Then Chen Yi's face became a little serious, "Besides, for the development of Taoism, the national teacher often wanders around His Majesty, if you don't leave some shortcomings and handles for people to catch, will those people in the court rest assured?" “

The peddler was stunned, but he didn't expect Chen Yi to say such a thing, "Eh, the court is not as dirty as you think, I think it's pretty good."

Chen Yi looked at the vendor and shook his head with a wry smile, "That's the national teacher, you are too big, although I haven't seen the immortals behind you, but Your Majesty has seen it, so these people don't dare to act rashly."

The peddler nodded, "That's right, I don't have a good temper, if anyone wants to mess with me, first weigh whether they can withstand the blow that comes with it."

Chen Yi nodded, "Yes, the Daomen needs the domineering spirit of the national teacher, after all, the current Daomen is not a matter of one or two people, but the vital interests of thousands of Taoist friends in the world, the national teacher must not lose the majesty of the Daomen, who dares to blow up the thorns, directly use thunderous means, so that he will never recover"

The peddler smacked his tongue, "I can't see at all that you used to be a monk, it stands to reason that although you have changed careers now, but Buddhism teaches you compassion, Ben Bo doesn't see it at all."

Chen Yi smiled at the peddler, "The national teacher may have misunderstood, although Buddhism pays attention to compassion, but it has also been said that the bodhisattva's heart, the Buddha's means, for some stubborn, they must be beaten with a stick until they are convinced."

The peddler grinned, "I know why monks like to practice sticks, okay, I have something else, so I won't fart with you here, you can have fun here, I'll withdraw first"

Chen Yiji's first "national teacher walks slowly"

Leaving the Taoist temple, the vendor dragged a sugar gourd on the vendor's stall at the door, which was originally only placed in the Shenglong as a gift for children, but now it is also popular. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Holding a sugar gourd, the hawker opened his clothes, grabbed the hat on his head, and fanned it as a fan in his hand, looking like a second-rate child, and the believers who came to incense saw the hawker's appearance and hurriedly avoided it, especially some big girls and little daughters-in-law, who hid their faces and ran in front of the hawkers.

Just when the hawker thought that no one recognized him and had a lot of fun, an old man with a few descendants also came to offer incense, and saw that the hawker first thought for a while, and then knelt down in front of many laymen, "The grass people have a lot of willow grain, meet the national teacher"

The hawker was startled, and the other laymen around him were also frightened by the old man, this is really the national teacher in front of him? The peddler covered his face with his hat, and this time it was his turn to hide his face and run away, "Old man, you admit that you are wrong, I am not a national teacher"

The old man grabbed the peddler's trouser legs, "National teacher, don't pretend, just your shape, there is no change from a few years ago, the old man still recognizes it"

Hearing the old man say this, a few people around who had seen the true face of the hawker also came over to carefully identify it, and immediately bowed his head and bowed, "It's really a national teacher, please be worshiped by the grass people"

Seeing so many people kneeling down to the hawkers on the street, the other laymen also confirmed that this product was really a national teacher, and they all gathered around to salute the hawkers, and the hawkers closed their eyes angrily, Nima, embarrassed to go home, his perfect image is gone!

Hiding the rock sugar gourd behind his back, the hat casually covered his head, and the vendor helped the old man up with one hand, "Okay, don't toss the old man, get up quickly"

The old man stood up with the momentum, "Thank you, the national teacher, I finally saw you again, by the way, the national teacher came with His Majesty to fight Goguryeo?" ”

The peddler nodded and shook his head, "It's better that you don't know these things."

The old man raised his hand and slapped himself, "Yes, yes, the lesson of the national teacher is that it is the old man who is too talkative, you see that since the national teacher is here, he will come to our Xialiu Village to sit and let the villagers return your favor."

The hawker waved his hand again and again, "No need, I'm sorry to disturb the villagers"

The old man took the hawker's arm in his arms and forcibly took the hawker away, "What's so embarrassing about this, I hope the national teacher won't dislike the countrymen for not knowing how to be polite."

The hawker wanted to pull his arm out several times, but he couldn't do it, so he had to follow the old man step by step to Xialiu Village, Liu Liang took the hawker more, and his face was filled with an expression of returning from hunting in the mountains, and when he arrived at the entrance of the village, he began to shout loudly, "Folks, come and see, the national teacher has come to our village"

Hulala, many villagers ran out of the village, all went to the street to see the lively, the hawker with a smile, learn the appearance of grace and greet the villagers, a child curiously ran to the hawker, looked up at the vendor, the hawker took out his leftover half of the rock sugar gourd and handed it to the child, the hawker shook his head, "Mom said you can't eat other people's leftovers, dirty"

Hawker "I'll go" (to be continued.) )