Clever tailor's shop.

At the door, the shopkeeper Xu Da was lying on an old chair, squinting in the sun.

In the depths of winter, although there is no more snow in the sky, the sun is still cold, and the breeze is still bitterly cold.

Next to her, the girl named "Lilac" leaned against the crack in the door, her head raised slightly, and she suddenly asked, "Is there really a living Bodhisattva in that Bodhisattva temple in Ananda?"

Living bodhisattvas, living bodhisattvas, bodhisattvas living in the world.

"Naturally, there is, otherwise how dare they call themselves the Bodhisattva Temple. The shopkeeper Xu Da still squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "But there are only Bodhisattvas, not true Buddhas." ”

"Of course there is no true Buddha. Lilac's eyes flowed, and there was a sense of beauty, "In this vast world, there are six vast worlds, where is the so-called true Buddha?"

She has long understood a truth that the true Buddha is not in the world.

"You are wrong, there is a true Buddha in this world. Shopkeeper Xu shook his head.

Lilac frowned.

"It's a pity that the true Buddha has not manifested in the human world. Xu Da shopkeeper said: "It is said that this woman is destined to become a Buddha, and two generations of world-honored people have also left Buddha to say, but it is not groundless...... This woman is truly extraordinary. ”

"It is extraordinary to be able to break a tender willow branch on that stingy and stingy old willow tree. Lilac snorted lightly, but couldn't help nodding, she also felt that Jade Guanyin had an extraordinary Buddha rhyme, which was very special.

The shopkeeper Xu Da smiled dumbly, didn't he just ask the old willow tree for willow leaves and was refused, it has been so long, and he is still thinking about it in pieces, women are really careful, no matter how long they live, no matter how old they are, the problem of careful eyes can never be changed.

"It's a pity that not long after she came out of the Bodhisattva Temple, she met Xia Mang, is this the so-called narrow road to the enemy? I don't know if it was the Buddha who crossed the demon or the demon who crossed the Buddha in the end...... I'm looking forward to it. Lilac's smile was a little playful.

She looked at the shopkeeper Xu Da, "Do you think they are arguing the Tao, why do I think he is seducing the little Bodhisattva?"

The shopkeeper Xu waved his hand and said, "It's just a small fight, it's not worth it." ”

"How did you say he developed such a character?" Ding Xiangsu held his cheek and looked at the end of Queqiao Street, "From ten to twenty years old, these ten years are the best years of his life, and it is the process of shaping a person...... But he doesn't seem to have done much in the past ten years, just cowered in this city, and grew up like this, his character is not good or bad, but he seems to have a lot of ideas......"

In the eyes of many people, from ten to twenty years old, Xia Mang has been lonely and lonely for the past ten years, and he seems to have only done one thing, climbing the Human Demon Tower.

But in these lonely ten years, who shaped him into such a person?

Maybe many people are just watching him silently in secret, observing him, but no one meddles in anything, which is almost "free-range", and he seems to have grown up "savagely", and finally grew up, so far.

Shopkeeper Xu was silent, and only said after a while: "Some people are destined to be different. ”

Lilac pursed her lips, and then asked curiously, "Do you know where he came from, where did he come from ten years ago, and who was he?"

Everyone knows that Xia Mang came to the first ruin on that snowy night in the middle of winter ten years ago, but no one knows who he was and where he came from ten years ago.

This is a secret that too many people are curious about, but after ten years, no one has dug up the true origin of Xia Mang's roots.

"I don't know. The shopkeeper shook his head and said, "Maybe there is only one person in this world who knows this secret, but that person is already dead and completely gone...... In the future, as long as he doesn't tell himself, I'm afraid this secret will never be solved. ”

Lilac's delicate body condensed slightly, and she knew very well who "that person" was in the mouth of the shopkeeper Xu.

"But what's the use of digging out the truth behind this secret?" On the recliner, Xu Da's shopkeeper squinted at the cold sky with a pair of old eyes, and smiled: "A living dead who has been rehabilitated, his past must be boundless and dark. ”

The Living Dead Who Changed Their Lives!

Lilac muttered, "That experience...... No wonder, no wonder. ”

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Backfinch Street.

The butcher shop is very lively, people come and go, but the shaving shop next to it is full of people.

After a while, the butcher Ji was finally busy, holding the rusty pig-killing knife and squinting for a nap, when the well-dressed scholar with a shaved head came and complained: "This business is getting worse and worse, what the world, God does not bless good people." ”

Ji Butcher's business is very good, the meat sells quickly, his head shaving shop is not good, no one takes care of the business for ten days and a half months, always eats the last meal without the next meal, and lives very poorly, naturally envy Ji Butcher, often come to complain, by the way to eat and drink.

"Lack of virtue scholars, always rip off customers, and it is difficult to do business. Ji Butcher said lazily: "If you haven't opened for three years, you have been open for three years, your kid's conscience has long been bad, and you dare to say anything good?"

The shaved scholar said stupidly: "I can't help it, the world is difficult, in order to survive, it's not easy!"

"Your reputation has long been stinky, and you can only deceive foreigners. Butcher Ji pouted and said, "This city has been very lively recently, and there are many outsiders, so your business should be better...... Rest assured, you won't die of hunger. ”

"If you don't starve, you can't die. The shaving scholar nodded again and again, "My family's twenty-seven generations of single head shaving skills are all unique skills, if I starve to death because of no business, those ancestors will probably kick me back from hell." ”

He paused and said with a smile: "Old Ji, where is the fox meat? ”

Butcher Ji had promised him that he would share a piece of fox meat with him, and he had been salivating about it, just now he saw the two young people resisting the fox meat, and he muttered in his heart, lest Butcher Ji not admit it, so he hurriedly ran out to remind him.

"I haven't forgotten you foodie. Butcher Ji didn't have a good breath, and pointed to the meat stall, "The piece of fox meat that little brother Xia Mang gave me has been divided into two, and we are one and a half, no more, no less." ”

"Reliable!" the shaved scholar gave a thumbs up, he was not in a hurry to take away the fox meat, but casually next to the butcher, and asked, "Those two young men just now are the guys from Fengxue Building?"

Butcher Ji hummed and said casually: "It should be, a restaurant as big as Fengxue Building always needs a few cooks to run the hall or something, those two young people are okay, barely okay." ”

"I think it's okay, my legs and feet are very diligent. The shaved scholar nodded, he was dressed in a snow-white Confucian shirt, dressed elegantly, looking like a scholar, but he didn't care about the smell and messiness of the butcher shop, and sat very casually.

He doesn't look like a person who lives in this market, but he blends in well, and he doesn't seem abrupt and weird at all.

This, of course, excludes his scholarly dress.

At this moment, a little monk about fourteen or fifteen years old dragged a huge white fox head to the front of the shop, he looked very struggling, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

There was also a young Taoist riding a big golden-scaled fish next to him, and the big fish had a fox tail in his mouth.

The scholar sighed, hurriedly got up, and greeted the squinting butcher, "Old Ji, get up quickly, you have business coming to the door again." ”