Don't want to fight an unprepared battle.

If you really want to fight such a strategic battle, you may prefer not to fight.

Because it's too scary to face the unknown.

It is always the fear itself that humans fear.

The nature of fear is unknowable.

He Ping looked at Fang Bei and nodded quietly: "Then what are you going to do?" ”

Fang Bei looked at He Ping and smiled: "I plan to go and see Mrs. Zhenru." ”

……

……

Inn, firewood house.

The firewood room is the place where the guests who can't afford to pay for the room live, there is no bedding here, at best some straw mats, if some people feel that this is not terrible at all, then they have to add a little more terrible things.

For example - there will be more bugs in the firewood room, and rats.

And even an oil lamp won't give you.

After all, how dangerous it is to light a lamp in a firewood room.

"Master, I'm hungry." Someone shouted crisply in the firewood room.

"Haven't you already eaten it?" An old woman's voice said quietly.

"It was eaten at noon!" Zhou Meixue corrected seriously: "And I only ate a bowl of brown rice and half a piece of pickles, not even a piece of tofu." ”

It was pitch black in the firewood room, and only the old woman's chanting could be heard.

"It's not the first time that a monk has not eaten for lunch." The old woman looked at the disciple in the dark and said.

"It's because it's not the first time!" Zhou Meixue was very unhappy: "That's why I shouted hungry!" ”

"The Diamond Sutra is chanted ten times." The old woman looked at Zhou Meixue and said expressionlessly.

"The Diamond Sutra can't be eaten as a meal, Master!" Zhou Meixue looked at the old woman: "I'm still growing my body, what if I can grow a little taller?" ”

"Fifteen times." The old woman's voice sounded unusually ruthlessly in the dark firewood room.

"Master!" Zhou Meixue still wants to be coquettish to save her life.

After all, how to say it?

It's best to be a coquettish woman, isn't it?

But - at least smart women know that coquettish should never be spilled to another woman.

Obviously, Zhou Meixue has no awareness at all.

"Twenty times."

Zhou Meixue shut up quietly.

The full text of the Diamond Sutra has a total of 5,172 words, and there will be slight discrepancies depending on the translation, and a skilled monk can recite five words silently in one second, so the Diamond Sutra will take 1,000 seconds, which is 17 minutes.

Ten times of the Diamond Sutra is one hundred and seventy minutes, which is one and a half hours.

Twenty times of the Diamond Sutra is three hours.

There are only 12 hours a day to use, and you have to sleep for at least 3 hours, and then chant the sutras for 3 hours, and you feel that you don't have to do anything.

Zhou Meixue heard that some of the most powerful monks can read ten words a second, anyway, Zhou Meixue does not have this level at present, of course, whether it is a monk or a nun, when reciting the scriptures, of course, you can swallow words and sentences, anyway, only you can hear the scriptures.

In this way, the 5,000-character Diamond Sutra can be recited only 2,000 words, and the Sutra that has been recited in three hours can be recited in a little more than an hour.

Although this is the truth, this is disrespectful bodhisattva.

Only the worst of cultivators would do that.

Zhou Meixue would definitely not do such a thing.

There is no choice but to chant the scriptures.

It's just that the taste of rumbling in my stomach while chanting the sutra is really uncomfortable.

"Master." After Zhou Meixue recited the Diamond Sutra five times, she felt that her master was probably a little angry, so she hurriedly asked.

"Huh?" The old woman didn't add to the Diamond Sutra this time.

Zhou Meixue felt that there was a drama: "Why do we want to come to Yingtianfu? ”

"The people who live here are not as good as our Emei, and the food is not as good as our Emei, and we have to travel every day, and we have to make fate, why do we have to work so hard?"

This old woman is naturally the true teacher, the head of the Emei faction, the twelfth highest person in the current Jianghu list, in other words, that is, her original ranking is even higher than Ning Huan.

But now this martial arts master is wearing a patched gray robe, sitting cross-legged on the straw, his eyes slightly closed, chanting Buddhist scriptures.

Compared to a martial arts master, he is more like a simple ascetic.

Compared with the gray-clothed Zhenru Shitai, the yellow-clothed Zhou Meixue is much more vivid, she also sits cross-legged, but in addition to chanting, she still keeps wanting to ask her own questions.

"Cultivation is not just in the mountains." True as the master did not open his eyes, he said quietly: "You can only practice in the mountains, you can't become a Buddha." ”

"Becoming a Buddha is too far away, and can a nun practice become a Buddha? Should we cultivate to become bodhisattvas? Isn't Guanyin just a woman? Zhou Meixue spoke, revealing a little innocent taste.

Of course, although it is really hard to go out to practice with Mrs. Zhenru, you have to walk a lot of miles a day, and you can only eat very little things, and you often have to turn your fate, and you can't eat meat and meat, but Zhou Meixue has never thought of really leaving Master.

Mount Emei is the dojo of Fuxian Bodhisattva, Buddhism has four major dojos in Shenzhou, namely the Manjushri Bodhisattva Dojo of Wutai Mountain, the Guanyin Bodhisattva Dojo of Putuo Mountain, the Dojo of Fuxian Bodhisattva of Mount Emei, and the Dojo of Jizo Bodhisattva of Jiuhua Mountain.

Although Mount Emei is also a famous Taoist mountain, it is not included in the list of 36 caves and 72 blessed lands, so Buddhism finally overwhelmed Taoism in Emei, which can be regarded as a due righteousness.

After all, the country of abundance is still a little peaceful after all.

It was really like Shitai was opened like this by Zhou Meixue, and couldn't help sighing.

"Do you want to practice Closed-Mouth Meditation?"

"If you close your mouth to meditation, you can't chant the scriptures, Master!" Zhou Meixue hurriedly said.

"Then talk less and chant more." It's really like Mrs. Shi said.

Zhou Meixue resolutely closed her mouth and began to chant the scriptures.

After reciting the Diamond Sutra ten more times, Zhou Meixue felt that she didn't know when the rooster would crow outside, so she quickly called Master softly.

"Master."

Mrs. Zhenru didn't open her eyes, she didn't answer, she seemed to be asleep.

Zhou Meixue sighed.

I called Master again.

Mrs. Zhenru still didn't answer.

Zhou Meixue instantly came to her senses, she crept up from the ground, and then gently avoided the dead branches and leaves on the ground that might have stepped on the sound of making a sound, came to her own back basket, and then gently found a steamed bun from it.

The steamed bun is also a very hard dry steamed bun, normal people may not be able to gnaw at all, even though the climate in the south of the Yangtze River is humid, but it is precisely because of this, in order to prevent mold, so it is specially roasted through, which can be used as dry food.

If you eat it by ordinary people, you must soak it in hot water before it can be swallowed.

And Zhou Meixue didn't dare to boil hot water at this time, she could only gently break off a piece with her hands - even though the steamed bun was as hard as iron, it was still as soft as tofu in her hands.

Then put it in your mouth, and you don't dare to chew it at all, so you can only slowly soak it with saliva and swallow it.

Even so, Zhou Meixue already felt that this was a supreme delicacy.

After all, when you are really hungry, it is already a perfect thing to be able to eat steamed buns.

One piece, two pieces.

It was obviously not the first time that Zhou Meixue had stolen food, and she seemed very experienced, and at this time, a small stone hit Zhou Meixue's head, and then seeing that it was about to tick to the ground, Zhou Meixue hurriedly picked up the stone with her hand, not daring to make a sound, only looking in the direction of the stone.

I saw the silhouette of a young man standing on the window of the firewood room, and then with a slight wave of his hand, something fell.

That thing was falling in front of Zhou Meixue, and Zhou Meixue could even catch a stone, not to mention this little thing, but after catching it, Zhou Meixue's expression was obviously stunned: "What is this?" ”

She didn't open her mouth for fear that if she spoke again, she would wake up Master.

But there was already a fragrance slowly escaping from her hand, and the fragrance was so sweet that her saliva was about to flow out.

When I looked at it in the dark, I found that it was a delicate pastry, which was pressed into the shape of osmanthus by the mold, the color was tender yellow, and it felt soft to the touch in the hand, which formed a sharp contrast with the dry and hard steamed bun on the right hand.

Zhou Meixue looked at the black shadow of the window, and the black shadow of the window also looked back at her.

While the two of them were speechless, Zhou Meixue swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then threw the piece of osmanthus cake in her left hand back to the other party.

Then break off a piece of dried steamed bun by yourself, put it in your mouth, slowly soak it and then swallow it in your mouth.

Fang Bei couldn't help but sigh.

"It's really like a teacher, you really accepted a good apprentice."

Fang Bei's voice was not loud or small, just enough for everyone in the firewood room to hear.

Zhou Meixue couldn't help but be half frightened to death, and Mrs. Zhenru's voice sounded unhurriedly: "Dare to ask who Your Excellency is?" ”

"Wudang Song Qingshu." Fang Bei said with a smile.

Zhou Meixue didn't care whether Wudang sent a love letter or not, and stammered: "Master, master, I really only ate three mouthfuls of steamed buns." ”

Fang Bei laughed: "Do you really think that Mrs. Shi doesn't know that you steal food at night, but she just deliberately pretends not to know, and the monks don't speak, but there are also ways to pretend not to know." ”

Saying this, Fang Bei looked at Mrs. Zhenru: "Mrs. Shi, are you right?" ”

"Wudang doesn't have Song Qingshu." Zhenru said coldly, saying this, she raised her hand and pointed, and poked at Fang Bei in the air.

Fang Bei twisted lightly in the square inch of the window, and the sharp palm force passed through the gap that Fang Bi had awkwardly created.

Fang Bei looked at Mrs. Zhenru: "Mrs. Shi, don't be so angry, you are not extinct, you are a serious master, why should you be as knowledgeable as a small fish and shrimp like me." ”

"Little fish and shrimp can't avoid my stream god." Zhenru looked at Fang Bei, and couldn't help but have majesty in his tone: "Among the rivers and lakes, a master of this age can be counted, so don't hide your head and show your tail." ”

"That's embarrassing." Fang Bei smiled: "I didn't plan to come out when I came down, who knew that I happened to meet Miss Zhou stealing food, I, I can't see others starving, so I want to feed one or two, I never thought that Miss Zhou would be hungry like that, and she could resist the temptation, which really opened my eyes." ”

Zhou Meixue snorted twice: "The poor are not subject to food, no matter how hungry I am, how can I eat the things of you, an unknown person." ”

"That's why I said Miss Zhou made me look up to me." Fang Bei said to Zhou Meixue with a smile.

"Don't call me Miss Zhou!" Zhou Meixue said angrily: "I am a monk. ”

"No, Nun Zhou is too ugly, I can't really call you Senior Sister Zhou." Fang Bei looked at Zhou Meixue and said with a smile: "So I can only Miss Zhou just take a moment." ”

Zhenru quietly listened to Fang Bei and Zhou Meixue's words, and found that Fang Bei really didn't seem to have any malicious intent, so he couldn't help but look at the other party: "Dare to ask this fellow Jianghu Daoist, what is the reason for coming here to spy on the poor nun?" ”

"You can't talk about it, but I didn't expect that Emei is also a decent family, and the travel is so shabby." Fang Bei looked at the patches on Mrs. Zhenru's gray clothes, in fact, there was no contempt in his expression: "Wang Zhi will hold a Duzun meeting in Xuanwu Lake outside Yingtianfu City today, and a large number of fellow martial artists will be invited to the meeting, I happened to receive an invitation, I just want to know, has Zhenru Shitai received an invitation, and whether she plans to go to this Duzun meeting." ”

"Wang Zhi?" Mrs. Zhenru's expression changed slightly: "But that pirate Wang Zhi? ”

"Exactly." Fang Bei nodded and said, "Could it be that Mrs. Cheng didn't receive the invitation?" ”

"I received the invitation, and it was specially sent by the hive." Mrs. Zhenru frowned and said, "But when this invitation was sent, it didn't say that it was held by Wang Zhi, where did you get this news?" ”

"It doesn't matter where you got your teacher." Fang Bei said quietly: "The map of the Duzun Club is unknown this time, so I just want to come and see Shitai, after all, Shitai may be the one with the highest martial arts among the participants this time." ”

"The level of martial arts is just vain." Zhenru Shitai quietly sang a Buddha horn.

"Is there really an undefeated person in the world?"

"If anything, that person should be called Dongfang Undefeated?" Fang Bei smiled and continued the other party's words, and then looked at Mrs. Zhenru: "But compared with no martial arts, there are still martial arts at ease." ”

"Since Shi Tai is sure to go, then I can rest assured, and I may have to take care of one or two when the time comes."

"I don't know your name, how can I take care of it?" Zhenru is still sitting on the ground.

She had tested Fang Bei before, because Fang Bei was standing at the window of the firewood room, attacking and retreating, even if she really got up to subdue Fang Bei, she would probably not be able to capture most of the martial arts displayed by Fang Bei, so it was better to give the other party a favor like this.

"Who said that, didn't I already tell Shitai?" Fang Bei laughed and said: "If you don't change your name and sit down and don't change your surname, Wudang Song Qingshu is also." ”

Saying this, Fang Bei quietly threw it in his hand, and an object wrapped in oil paper fell lightly in front of Zhou Meixue, while Fang Bei himself jumped and quickly disappeared into the night, without the slightest intention of chatting further.

And Zhou Xuemei opened the oil paper bag and couldn't help but be stunned.

I saw that there were sixteen pieces of osmanthus cake inside.

Tender yellow and aromatic.