A cluster of villages in Hakuba.

This is a group of villages formed by the White Horse Temple.

It is said to be a group of villages, but its area is not much more than that of the imperial capital, and it is vast and immense, and it is located in a number of villages.

"Hee-hee."

Children play in the villages.

Women weave cloth and make clothes, men work in agriculture, and there are also people rowing boats to catch fish, and a net is sprinkled, and the fish jumps between the nets, and the tail of the fish flicks and splashes the water, sparkling.

Everything looks so plain.

It is very different from the Great Qin Emperor, it is like a magnification of Xiaohuaicheng, you can see children laughing, the old man sitting on the stone to tell the gossip, gathering children and young men.

On the bluestone road, people in various costumes also have different shapes of cars, pulled by cows, horses, and ancient beasts.

Under the noisy noise, there is a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

"Huh!" There was a farmer who raised his hoe, and suddenly he saw a handsome white tiger beast in the sky, and surprise and curiosity appeared on his sweaty face.

Not only did he see the old man playing chess in the shade of the pine trees, the children playing, and the vendors selling hot buns, all of whom noticed the strange white tiger in the sky.

"What a handsome white tiger!"

There are scholars who look up to the sky, their hands covering the sun and squinting their eyes in amazement.

There are also children who keep jumping and pulling the sleeves of the elders around them.

For such a scene, they were not afraid, but more curious and confused.

And the reason why they are not afraid is because this is a group of villages in the White Horse Temple, protected by the White Horse Temple, and no one dares to make trouble.

"Roar!"

The cat and the white tiger roared, and it fell from the sky.

Fang Xuan jumped off Mao Bai's body.

"I haven't eaten lunch yet, let's go eat a little." Bursts of aroma came from the mouth of the street, and the aroma of vegetables flowed through the tip of his nose to arouse Fang Xuan's appetite.

"Oh."

Mao Bai replied softly.

It has not changed back, it is still majestic, and it walks with a high toe and is handsome and extraordinary.

At Maobai's stinky fart, Fang Xuan shook his head slightly and chuckled.

It is close to the small restaurant, and you can hear bursts of shouting in your ears.

"Hurry up and serve wine to a few guest officers by the window!"

"Xiao Er, I want a pot of warm wine, and then two taels of beef, hahaha, I want to have a luxury today."

"Okay, wait a minute."

The dishes in the store are fragrant, there are still four or five empty tables on the table, the three juniors are busy inside, and the shopkeeper's abacus is crackling.

"Yikes!" After eating a bite of noodles, some guests looked up and looked ahead and were startled.

A strange and tall white tiger appeared outside the door, and there was a young man beside him, dressed in a white robe, with a jade crown and half a bundle of hair, and his sideburns scattered at random, handsome and elegant.

"What is this immortal chief going to eat?"

Xiao Er hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile.

"Ten steamed buns, a pound of beef, a salted duck, and a plate of vegetables, what kind of wine do you have?" Fang Xuan said some dish names and turned his head to look at Xiao Er.

"Our shopkeeper's self-brewed wine, that is a must in ten miles and eight towns, what do you think?"

Xiao Er gave a thumbs up as he spoke, with pride on his face.

He is not telling a lie, but it is so.

"Here's a pot."

Fang Xuan said with a smile.

"Okay!" Xiao Er tore off the towel on his shoulder and wiped the nearest table, "Look at this, this immortal." ”

He was asking Fang Xuan if he was sitting.

"That's it." Fang Xuan smiled casually.

"Haole, Immortal Chief, wait a minute, our food will come up soon."

After Xiao Er said a word, he began to shout at the top of his throat, and shouted the dishes ordered by Fang Xuan towards the kitchen.

Fang Xuan looked at Mao Bai beside him and glanced at his body, "Are you still like this?" ”

"Hey, the cat is going to hide this majestic body again, it's a pity."

Cat White shakes the tiger's head.

As he spoke, its body slowly became smaller, and its aura dispersed, turning into a fat orange cat in the blink of an eye.

It jumped onto the table near the door.

Soon the dishes came up, and Xiao Er was stunned and found that the white tiger was gone, only a chubby cat.

White tigers, cats?

Xiao Er was puzzled, but didn't say anything.

"This is the dish that the shopkeeper sent to the immortal, and it is not counted in the account." Xiao Er took out a plate of braised pork.

"Thank you for me."

Fang Xuan said with a smile.

As he spoke, he looked at the shopkeeper who was also looking at this side, and nodded at him.

The shopkeeper hurriedly waved his hand, and immediately signaled the fairy chief to eat quickly, always smiling on his face.

"The village group of the White Horse Temple can be regarded as a ruined wasteland." Mao Bai sat like a human, grabbed a piece of beef cross-legged and stuffed it into his mouth, and muttered.

As it spoke, it looked around.

Fang Xuan poured a glass of wine and nodded slightly.

Most of the villages under the protection of the White Horse Temple are mortals, or ordinary warriors, and these people have slowly gathered here.

Except for specific areas such as Great Qin, mortals have a difficult life, because of class, because of the threat of external ferocious beasts and birds, and because of those cultivators and demons who don't take human life seriously.

It's not as easy as you think to survive in this world.

The village cluster is a rare piece of paradise.

It's just that this paradise changed many years ago.

In the past, there were still monks here, but because of the gradual decline of the White Horse Temple, and the potential threat that is everywhere, some monks left, leaving only these ordinary warriors and mortals.

The White Horse Temple shelters many people, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it nurtures the water and soil.

After so many years, such a spectacle has been formed, an ordinary pure land, peaceful and comfortable.

Mao Bai looked at the smiling and busy people, the warriors walking by the bluestone slabs, and the groups of children.

It sighed slightly and muttered, "It's a pity that we won't live long." ”

As soon as Jichen died, not only the White Horse Temple would be buried with him, but even these people would die with him, and the peace was not there, only the tragedy in the world remained.

Fang Xuan pulled out a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick holder.

"If you let them go, they won't go." A whisper rang out.

The cat squinted.

It didn't reply, but nibbled on a meat bun.

"Mortal things, I don't know why you like to eat or if the spiritual food is more delicious."

Fang Xuan smiled.

He picked up a piece of beef, put it in his mouth and chewed, "All food has a hundred flavors, and it is born to eat, but spiritual food is not." ”

Maobai rolled his eyes, grabbed another meat bag and continued to eat.

Half an hour later.

A table of food was eaten.

The cat white is used to picking his teeth, and the cat's tail is shaking, "Not enough to eat, do you want to stop screaming?" ”

"It's time to go to White Horse Temple." Fang Xuan shook his head and called Xiao Er to settle the bill.

After putting down the two white spirit stones.

Fang Xuan walked outside.

Mao Bai jumped up, pulled Fang Xuan's left shoulder with his front paws, and hung behind his back.

"Give more, give more!" Xiao Er shouted in the back.

By the time he went out, Fang Xuan and Mao Bai had already disappeared on the bluestone road.

Xiao Er scratched his head and looked around the streets and alleys, "It's only been a short while, why haven't you seen Le, walking so fast." ”

The other side.

The cat white hung behind Fang Xuan, and its eyes were staring at Fang Xuan's left ear.

What is even more accurate is Fang Xuan's small gourd earrings.

Its eyes swayed back and forth with the gourd......

Touch? Touch.

Maobai was thinking about this in his mind.

After all, the kitten's paws couldn't resist the temptation, it wanted to touch it, and the little gourd earrings instinctively felt extraordinary.

"Is this benefactor here offering incense?"

Suddenly, a voice interrupted Maobai's thoughts.

In front of its line of sight, a thousand-story temple tower stands, the light of the Buddha is swirling, and bursts of Buddha sounds come out of it.

The surrounding Buddha hall is next to the tower, the temple is full of incense, the musk is hidden in the wind and floats into the distance, and the wooden fish knocks on the sound of thousands of but does not feel noisy.

Monks can be seen reciting Buddhist scriptures in the Buddha hall and tower.

At first glance, it doesn't look like a monk, but more like a thousand Buddhas, with dignified treasures and a universal world.

I don't know why.

After approaching the temple, the mind is unconsciously calm, and there is a sense of peace and tranquility.

A monk folded his hands and smiled kindly.

He was talking to Fang Xuan.

The White Horse Temple has arrived......

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