On a June day, the sun is shining, the sun is scorching, the earth is scorching, and under the magical photosynthesis, the jungle grass and trees are growing taller.

On the side of a large road, a thin man was lying on his back in the grass, with a Zen staff lying horizontally, and behind him was a dense wood, and the situation was quite strange. Occasionally, pedestrians passing by, seeing this scene, thought it was a vendetta in the rivers and lakes, and couldn't help but cover their mouths and noses and speed through. For half a day, no one stepped forward to ask.

At noon, the sun was getting tighter and tighter, and the chirping of cicadas and birds mingled with the chirping, making people feel more and more tired.

Wait, that corpse can still move! Tsk, I actually sat up by myself, isn't it dead yet? Just asleep?

When I woke up, I turned my head hard, but I found myself lying on the side of the road, with pain all over my body, and the scorching sun pierced my eyes hard, so I reluctantly sat up and looked around, there was no pedestrian on the road for a long time, and it seemed that there were few people here.

Hurriedly touched his body to see if it was intact, and then found a place with a lot of flesh and pinched it fiercely-thighs, and pain, and finally made sure that he was flesh and blood again, hehe, no longer a ghost. Reincarnated as a human being, there is an urge to cry when quitting sex, and the nose twitches badly, it's not easy, it's really not easy.

Grandma, Monk Lu, you really have a kind, dare to treat your grandfather like this, wait, wait for the little monk to have the strength, you have to destroy you, dare to tease your grandfather and me like this.

For Lu Zhishen to kick him here so abruptly, he didn't even make a mental preparation, such an act is really despicable in the eyes of the abstinence, he is not happy in his heart, and he scolds on his lips.

But after thinking about it, I was reborn again, although it was in the Three Kingdoms period, but I lived in the world again, it was really happy, I don't know what Niu Zhang was like during the Three Kingdoms period? Tsk, since the little monk is here, he has to see and know, and maybe he can get several like Xiang Shaolong.

When I was happy, I suddenly found that there was a Zen stick lying next to me, which looked quite familiar. I couldn't help but be stunned, thought about it carefully, and finally remembered that this was the Zen staff that the flower monk gave to him under the shame in his heart.

After taking a closer look, I estimated that the head and tail of this Zen stick were five feet long, and then I thought about the description in the Water Margin, and vaguely remembered that this Zen stick should weigh sixty-two pounds.

Well, Monk Nalu is not very bad, and finally gave the little monk a gift, although it is of little use to the little monk.

Laboriously stood up, dusted off his body, leaned over to carry the Zen staff, and under it, Fang Zhizhi was extremely heavy, and it was laborious to pick it up, let alone play it. With the strength of breastfeeding, he barely held up the Zen stick, but his body was already weak, and he wanted his whole body to lean on the Zen stick. I thought, this thing is too heavy as a crutch, it's really chicken.

Feeling the gurgling sound in his stomach and being roasted by the vicious sun, he only felt dry mouth, dazzling eyes, weak limbs, and trembling legs.

Grandma is a bear, this is the rhythm of heat stroke, no, you have to find a place to escape the heat quickly, and get food by the way.

Looking at the loess avenue in front of him, there was no edge in sight on either side, and he hesitated and didn't know which way to go. Look over there, look at this side, and finally, he made a decision that affected his life and the entire Three Kingdoms, "One, two, three, four, five, go up the mountain to fight the tiger, the tiger is not at home, and the fart is him." There are words in his mouth, and his fingers keep changing directions with the words. Just as he finished reading a sentence, his fingers stopped moving. Looking at the direction of the finger, it was the right side, and I couldn't help but be overjoyed that I could finally get on the road.

After adjusting the monk's clothes, the hairstyle (forehead, it seems to be nothing), the precept color held the Zen staff in both hands, and took a firm step towards the right side of the avenue.

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"Amitabha, may I ask my father-in-law, how long will it take to walk before there is a home?" Seeing an old man coming from behind, Jiese hurriedly stopped and asked.

He had already walked for half an hour, but there was not a single farmer, and he did not meet a single pedestrian on the road, so he couldn't help but feel a little anxious. At this time, I finally met a living person, and I was immediately excited.

When the old man heard this, he paused and turned his head, but saw a bald young man looking at himself with a Zen stick in his eyes, his lips were chapped, his face was bloodless, and his clothes were full of holes, looking extremely desolate.

"There is still a road ahead of Songjia Village, this little brother, you are not a local, you should have walked a lot of way to look at your dress." The old man asked with concern, but there were doubts in his heart, this young man has no hair on his head, the ancient sages have words, the body is skinny, how can the parents who receive it be easily cut off, isn't it born without hair? (Buddhism was not yet prevalent during the Three Kingdoms period, and I believe that people at that time knew very little about Buddhism.) ）

"The poor monk comes from the East... cough cough," Journey to the West has seen too much, almost said smooth, thought about it, and immediately corrected, "The poor monk is a person from Qingliang Mountain in Bingzhou, the fate is so far, the weather is hot today, the poor monk has walked a lot of roads, his mouth is dry, and he is eager to find a family to get some water to drink." ”

"And the state? The little brother actually came here from such a far away, it really took a lot of effort, hurry, hurry, the old man's house is in the village in front of him, hurry up with the old man, get some water to drink, rest and rest. When the old man heard this, he hurriedly stretched out his warm hand.

Quseki was overjoyed and thanked him again and again. I thought that the ancients were kind, and if I put it on hold in the 21st century, I might think I would be a liar.

The two walked for a while, and soon several families came into view, one after another thatched huts were scattered, and there was a spacious courtyard in front of the house.

"Old woman, quick, scoop up the scoop of water and quench the thirst of this little brother." The old man came to the door of the house and shouted.

Jie Se began to look at the old man's house from afar, several thatched huts stood side by side, covering a small area, and you could see from the door that the interior was poorly furnished.

"It's far away, what are you yelling about, where did the little brother come from, is it Song San?" As she spoke, an old woman walked out of a nearby room, holding a water scoop in one hand and wiping the sweat on her face with her sleeve in the other.

Jiese hurriedly stepped forward, took the water scoop, and thanked him, "Amitabha, thank you, auntie." He poured his head into his mouth.

"Drink slowly, don't choke." Seeing this, the old man couldn't help but remind, with a smile on his face, just like looking at his own child.

When the old woman saw the ring like this, she was shocked, if it wasn't for her man who brought it home, she thought it was a robber from Erlong Mountain. Thinking about it, he threw an inquiring look at the old man.

The old man understood, so he walked over and whispered two sentences in the old woman's ear, as if explaining the ins and outs.

After drinking a scoop of water, I felt happy for a long time, and I suddenly felt refreshed, and the malaise in my body was dissipated. handed the scoop to the old woman, and thanked her repeatedly.

When the old man saw that he had finished drinking the water, he invited him to sit down in the house, and the Zen staff leaned against the door.

"Little brother, little old man sees that you are penniless and thin, it is really not easy to get here from Bingzhou, how to survive along the way?" The old man asked, that means that you have no money, and you are thin, how can you come here from Bingzhou.

"Amitabha, the poor monk has turned his fate all the way, fortunately, there are well-wishers along the way to give him food, otherwise the poor monk will not be able to go here." Qu Se was angry and panicked, and his face was not red.

When the old man heard this, he finally understood the meaning of the fate just now, it turned out that he was asking for food all the way, and he couldn't help but be a little angry in his heart, thinking that this guy was dressed like this, pretending to be unfathomable, but it turned out to be a lazy man, no, I have to talk about him.

"Little brother, look at you like this, Xiao Lao'er has to say more, since you are from Qingliang Mountain in Bingzhou, there should be fields at home, as long as you work hard, you are not afraid of running out of food. Being as young as you is a good age, why bother to be greedy for pleasure and indulgence. The old man said in a heart-wrenching manner, and stamped his feet straight away, as if he were teaching his own son.

"Uh... This one... This..."Jiese finally understood that this old man didn't know what a monk meant, and wanted to explain, but he couldn't explain it for a while, his mouth was open for a long time, and he couldn't say a word.

This expression fell in the eyes of the old man and it was another taste, looking at the ring color that opened his mouth and couldn't speak, the old man thought that what he said made the young man in front of him repent.

So he continued, "Little brother, you are not young anymore, it is not a way to continue to fight like this after all, it is better to find an errand to do." ”

"Well, don't hide it from my father-in-law, the poor monk is a good man, and I also want to find an errand to do, but unfortunately I can't find it, people dislike the poor monk in tatters, and refuse to ask for a little monk." Seeing the old man's earnest words, his heart moved, relying on fate alone is not a way, if you want to survive, you have to have something to do, have money to take, otherwise you will starve to death sooner or later, and sighed through the old man's words at the moment.

Seeing that the face was full of helplessness, the old man couldn't help believing it, thought about it, and said, "Little brother might as well stay in the village, and after dinner, the little old man will take you to the Song Taigong's house to see if there is a way, the son of the Song Taigong has always been righteous and squandering money, and it doesn't hurt if I want to beg him." ”

Jiese couldn't help but be happy when he heard it, he liked this kind of righteous and squandering money the most, and provided free food, drink and accommodation, and thanked, "Then thank you father-in-law." ”

The old man waved his hand again and again, "Where to speak, where to speak, young people can change their mistakes, good and great, little brother looks like this, I think my nephew Song Gongming will be happy when he sees it." ”

"What? Song Gongming? Timely rain Song Gongming? Exclaimed.

"Uh... Little brother, what's wrong? The old man was shocked when he saw the ring, but he was startled, and he didn't know what was going on.

"Song Gongming? It's that filial piety Hei Saburo Song Gongming, who ran into it so quickly? Ignoring the old man, the pestle was there, and muttered to himself.