It seems unexpected, and it seems to be expected.

When he saw that in the old lady Wang's house, there was only the old lady Wang with a solemn face, and there was no one else, the Taoist idiot's heart sank.

Dao Idiot thought that he could face all this calmly, but the moment he heard the news, he still couldn't help but lose his temper. He only felt that his mind was empty all of a sudden, his body was limp, and his hands pressed the handles of the chair, and he never slipped off the chair.

"The eyes are clear, and the idiot seems to be different......"

This was the first thing the old monk said when he first met him.

The old monk's eyes are loving, and they contain the wisdom of insight into the world.

At that moment, the Dao idiot was extremely panicked.

He felt as if he had been seen through, he didn't expect that he would be reborn after death, and it was actually in the temple, where he saw an old man and a bald monk.

The ghosts and gods said, he didn't care about it. However, he was reborn in a small child, and he himself was confused.

Are you a lonely ghost? Will the old monk see through his identity and catch ghosts? Will it be when the demons burn him to death? He hurriedly closed his eyes, hiding the horror from his eyes.

The old monk's withered big hand rubbed on top of his head, and his voice was faintly smiling: "Guangde, since the idiot has opened his mind, I will teach him to speak from tomorrow on......"

At this point, the water in Xishan Temple is quiet, but there is one less demented child and one more babbling bald little monk.

The old monk had already seen that he was different, but he never explored anything. It was only when he was a little older that he began to teach him personally, and the classes arranged seemed to be varied.

Monks, Taoism, and Confucianism, all three religions have dabbled.

It wasn't until the end that the old monk specially lectured on history for him that the Taoist idiot reacted, and the previous ones should have been visited by the old monk. The Taoist idiot has no doubt that if he shows the Buddha and the Tao, the old monk will definitely teach a young monk or a young Taoist priest to come out.

It's just that the Taoist idiot also found that when he showed interest in historical schemes, the old monk who had no waves in the ancient well seemed to have a second spring.

The old monk often looked at him, not knowing what he was thinking or missing.

After that, the Taoist idiot began to study the "Six Volumes of the Book of Planning...... When he went down the mountain, there were only a few chapters of the "Villain Sutra" left in the "Six Volumes of the Book of Plans", and when he returned to the mountain, the old monk finished the following lectures.

When he finished speaking, the old monk's body seemed to relax all of a sudden.

When the Taoist idiot withdrew from the meditation room, he heard the old monk muttering to himself: "It's a pity ......"

The idiot knows what the old monk is sorry for, and the old monk is a pity that it is now a peaceful and prosperous world. In the peaceful and prosperous times, learning the art of strategy is just better than officialdom; Only in troubled times can heroes be created.

The reason why the old monk went to Nanchang Mansion in person was that he did not give up. He wanted to see if King Ning had a chance to mess up the world.

How much can an inland feudal king, who has not been in the palace guard for a few years, and has been guarded against by the imperial court?

The so-called "Nanchang has a genius" is more like a joke. Of course, the result was disappointment, so I only said that I went to see the excitement...... Just as the old monk was silently observing him, he was also silently observing the old monk.

Before you know it, the idiot has burst into tears.

Old lady Wang sighed and said, "Good boy, don't be sad. The master was old, died without illness, and did not suffer a crime. ”

"Yes...... What day did you leave? The idiot lowered his head and asked.

Mrs. Wang said: "On the evening of July 14, the day before the Midyear Festival. ”

The Taoist idiot wiped a handful on his face, July 14, three days after he and Wang Qi left Xishan Temple and returned to the palace.

At that time, I saw that the old monk was a little colorless, but he was still fine, and I was afraid that he was already at the end of his strong crossbow.

But he didn't see it, whether to blame himself for being stupid, or to blame the old monk for being ruthless.

Before the old monk took his last breath, he wrote two handwritten letters, one to the old lady Wang and one to the Taoist idiot.

In the handwritten letter of the old monk to the old lady Wang, the last words of the confession were that cremation would not cure the funeral, there would be no service, and there was no need to inform the Taoist idiot for the time being. Tiger head can temporarily live in Xishan Temple, and wait for the idiot to pick it up.

"The messenger could not enter the city at night, and I got the news the next morning. I respected the master's instructions and took you Uncle Hong over to cook the family affairs. I wanted to go to the palace to pick you up, but I didn't want to disobey the master's last order, so I didn't tell you until now. The old lady Wang let out a long breath, stroked her forehead, and tears fell again.

The old monk really knew him, and compared with feeling the news after knowing it like this, it was even more painful for him to watch the cremation of the old monk's body.

But the old monk didn't know that no matter how he got his bereavement, the Taoist idiot would regret it.

The deserted Xishan Temple, the deserted Zen room, since the Taoist idiot has inherited the grace of the old monk's upbringing, he should not let the old monk leave so coldly.

He didn't pretentiously ask where the old monk's ashes were and where the cemetery was built. Because he already knew that the old monk was a "dead man".

Even if it is a dead person, of course, there is a cemetery, where do we need to prepare new ones?

The Taoist idiot stood up and said, "Uncle Grandfather, Erlang wants to go to Xishan Temple and recite the scriptures a few times for the master......

The old lady Wang knew the importance of the relationship between the Taoist idiot and the old monk, and said: "If you are uncomfortable, you will live for a few days, and then use the carriage to measure it." Tiger head, that kid has been waiting for you for a few days. His family wanted to take him down the mountain, but he refused, just said that he was waiting for you to pick him up. Your grandmother's side, I'll send someone to say. ”

"Hmm." The Taoist idiot bowed his head in response, took the suicide note left by the old monk from the old lady Wang, and came out of the sect room.

"When you go home, I'm chanting in Xishan these days, and you can take care of it more at home. If you have something to do and are not in a hurry, you can ask the three sons of the twelve rooms to help; If it's urgent, go out of the city to find me. The Taoist idiot commanded the stunned Dao.

The stunned party came with him, and did not follow to see the old lady Wang, and did not know what was going on, and was very confused.

The idiot commanded this, obviously not interested in saying more, opened the carriage curtain, and saw Wang Qi in plain clothes sitting inside, with a large suitcase in his hand.

Seeing that the Taoist idiot looked blank and his eyes were red, Wang Qi swallowed the comforting words that had been prepared in his mouth again, and only sat there quietly, looking worried, for fear that the Taoist idiot would get him out of the car, so he put the frame and said, "Don't talk about my brother, my brother won't get out of the car if he is killed...... It's too noisy at home, and my brother wants to be clean with Erlang for two days......"

The idiot paused, and still chose to get into the carriage.

Wang Qi breathed a sigh of relief and whispered: "I heard my grandfather say that my master will turn ninety this year. Staying outside, it can be regarded as a joy and mourning, Erlang, you don't have to be too sad, the old master of the province is not restless. ”

"Hmm." The Taoist idiot replied and closed his eyes.

Along the way, the idiot didn't open his eyes again.

Although Wang Qiping is a chatterbox, he is obedient at this time and does not disturb the idiot. It's just that when I looked at the idiot, there was a little sadness in my eyes.

Erlang has no parents and was raised by an old monk, in his heart, the old monk is his parents, right? Just like him, as an orphan, his heart is very dependent on the nurse who will take care of him.

When the nurse was seriously ill and died, his heart was like the sky had fallen. Even if you have grandparents by your side, it's different. Erlang's state of mind at the moment, is it just like him back then?

In the rutted "babbling" and "babbling", the carriage finally reached the foot of the west mountain.

Wang Qi got off the carriage with the idiot, Wang Qi thought about it, and instructed the coachman: "You go back to the city first, and then come to pick up ...... in seven days."

Before the words fell, I heard the cry of "woo", from far to near.

A tall young man rushed down from the path up and down, ran directly to the idiot, and hugged his arm fiercely: "Dead...... Whew...... Don't come...... Whew...... I'm afraid ......"

Douda's tears rolled down, and his immature face was full of grievances.

This loud voice startled the birds and finches in the forest to fly "fluttering", and the geldings pulling the cart kept plowing the ground with their hooves.

Wang Qi rubbed his ears and felt that his head was "buzzing".

Many people say that he has a loud voice, but now he is seen, what is the real loud voice.

Looking at such a frightened tiger head, Dao Idiot's eyes were sour, and he said softly: "I'm sorry, I'm late......"

Listening to him, the tiger head sobbed, raised his head, and slowly shook his head: "Cowardly...... Tiger Head ......"

Although he still had grievances on his face, he didn't show any anger or resentment. It took so long for the idiot to go up the mountain again, and he was indeed wronged; But he didn't think there was anything wrong with the idiot, but felt that he was too timid.

This child is like this, he can always feel the likes and dislikes of others most directly, and then trust those who treat him well with all his heart.

The tiger head could feel that the Taoist idiot was good to him, and he also sensed the other party's guilt, so he comforted the Taoist idiot in turn.

Is this coquettish, or coquettish, or coquettish.

Wang Qi was beside him, looking straight at his hair.

Although I knew that the tiger head was like a child, but the last time we got along for two days, it was just that he reacted slower and spoke more unfavorably; Now his true feelings are revealed, which is no different from his lobby brother's little nephew. But his little nephew is only three and a half years old this year.

A child of four or five years old has the cunning of a child and can reason with it; How can a three-year-old child understand right from wrong?

Such a tiger head was recommended by him to the prince, and he was also regarded as a stranger by the prince, and asked "Corporal Lixian" to come and invite him in person. He didn't dare to imagine that if the prince saw the current tiger head, he would think that he would play him again.

The Taoist idiot's gaze became softer and softer, and he said, "I'm here to pick you up, and after reciting the scriptures to the old monk, I'll take you down the mountain......"

The tiger's eyes were shining, and he nodded slowly, his face was full of tears, but the corners of his mouth were still slowly curved, and the joy in his heart was directly expressed on his face.

Wang Qi looked at the tiger head and was only tired of being crooked, and he didn't look at himself, he tasted it in his heart, scratched his face, and said to the tiger head: "Crying and laughing, the kitten pees, and the face is ashamed!" ”

The tiger tilted his head and looked at Wang Qi, his face ignorant, as if he didn't know what he was talking about......