At midnight, lying on the bed in the bedroom. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhao Han was upset.

He's always been a pretty pretentious person.

Just like in the empire of the main plane, he is obviously the son of a northwest family, but he ran dryly to a very ordinary scholar and worked as a chorre for more than three months.

Why?

Because you want to suffer?

What to ask for?

Feeling bored, or with nowhere to go?

Neither... It's just that all of a sudden his hypocrisy is committed.

After seeing the people who followed him in the Western Sea Realm were killed in battle, he somehow got into the horns, thinking that those soldiers had contributed their most precious things to the empire, but what was the empire like, and how many of them had seen it?

With the thought of it, he couldn't stop.

The heart is troubled, and the people are becoming more and more silent.

That's why he went out alone this time, just to rely on his own legs, take those who have already finished this life, and go to the imperial capital to see the prosperity of the empire.

Take a walk-and-go trip.

Take a look at the beautiful mountains and rivers of the empire.

Single-mindedly running away and swimming all the way.

Even if there are mosquito bites at night and bites on the dry dried meat during the day, he feels that it is worth it.

Because he wanted to do it, he did it.

At least in the future, he won't regret not going this time.

It's pretty pretentious.

But he has no regrets.

Because it's a choice he made on his own.

And today, his hypocrisy has been committed again.

For Zhao Han, the Legend of the White Snake is really not a story that makes people happy to watch.

The white snake repays the favor, the Fahai snake catcher, the Yongzhen Demon Tower, and the West Lake is dry.

These are things that seem romantic and emotional to outsiders.

But what about when these things really happen to you?

Zhao Han didn't dare to think about this, because the heroine of this story was his Xiaobai.

Don't want to, don't think about it.

And when things appear, they directly eliminate this symptom and nothing.

This is what Zhao Han can do.

But is the whole White Snake facsimile only this one story that makes him feel uncomfortable?

No.

It's like two rabbit spirits.

Grandpa San, who adopted him and grew up, was arrested, and two little monsters who were not experienced in the world ran out of the deep mountains and old forests so stupidly, wanting to find someone to help for help.

This is something that can be summed up in one sentence.

Zhao Han didn't have any strange thoughts when he wrote it.

But when this scene really appeared in front of his eyes......

Who can let their newly sensible children run thousands of miles away!!

A pair of little bunnies who know how to eat carrots, and two little girls who are scared when they see anyone and everything.

Zhao Han wanted to ask, why did they let them run into this world?

Is it true that there are only good people in this world?

Who can rest assured?

So from the first time he saw them, Zhao Han decided to take them home and help them rescue the old man's ginseng essence.

It's his responsibility.

He is also atoning for his sins.

Because this tragedy was revealed from his pen, he also met and saw it.

But he's a pretty hypocritical person.

Especially in front of Bai Suzhen, no matter when, he is unwilling to show even the slightest bit of bad mood.

In this way, there was a joke between him and Cen Biqing.

Because he was hiding the emotions in his heart, he didn't want these bad things that he felt difficult to contaminate Bai Suzhen.

Judging from the results, he seems to have done a good job, at least Bai Suzhen naturally accepted the two new maids, and did not find the depression that Zhao Han had accumulated in his heart.

Great result, isn't it?

It was like a phrase he had heard in another world.

When children go out, they always report good news but not bad news.

The rest...

"The rest is to solve this matter..."

Headboard.

Zhao Han sighed softly.

The eyes look directly out the window at the willow tree.

In the dark.

The star-like pupils reflected an inexplicable brilliance.

......

......

Early in the morning of the second day.

The wind is beautiful and the sun is abundant.

Zhao Han and Cen Biqing, who got up, walked all the way to Nanshan.

Bai Suzhen was dissuaded by him to stay at home, under the pretext that she would cultivate more relationships with the "two little animals".

At that time, Bai Suzhen asked Zhao Han: "I'm not going, can you beat the Seven-Eyed Heavenly Monarch?" ”

Zhao Han blinked and replied with a smile: "I naturally have my own way, Xiaobai, you can rest assured."

Zhao Han is not Xu Xian, so he will not count on the "White Lady" to come up with ideas for everything, and ask people to save him everywhere.

Don't say whether your own Xiaobai can do this, just talk about his character, and I can't see my own Xiaobai fighting the big centipede!

What should I do if I get hurt?

Xiaobai is like a flower and jade, and has a gentle and lovely personality, how ruthless can she be to go to the front and work hard, and as a result, she will be a good person in the back?

Is that what a man is supposed to do?

Besides, it's just a centipede essence, is it a hassle to clean up?

Didn't the group of monks in Jinshan Temple take care of the idle matter of cultivating merit such as "subduing demons and eliminating demons"?

There is Fahai, a coolie, who doesn't use it, but lets his own Xiaobai desperately get rid of the demon?

It's really as stupid as Xu Xian!

Hurry two.

Light car is simple.

This is the third time that Zhao Han is going to climb Nanshan.

Unlike the previous two days, this time the old dragon king of Qiantang did not wait for him on his canopy boat that was about to sink to the bottom.

Of course, these are naturally difficult for Zhao Han and Xiaoqing.

Without the old dragon king, can they also take someone else's boat, if it weren't for Xiaoqing's burden, he might have walked directly on the river.

On the boat, Zhao Han leaned on the corner of the houseboat, looking at Nanshan in front of him who was getting closer and closer.

"Xiaoqing"

"Well, what do you want to say?"

Beside Zhao Han, Cen Biqing dodged the crowded crowd around her and asked impatiently.

Zhao Hanhe glanced at her and asked casually, "Do you know the Fahai monk in Jinshan Temple?" ”

"Know"

"Do you know that he has been bitten by snakes every year for more than 700 years?"

“....”

Cen Biqing's face was inexplicable, and she didn't understand why Zhao Han suddenly said this.

"Have you bitten him?"

"Nope"

"Oh, would you like to take a bite and taste it?"

"Sick!"

glanced at Zhao Han, and our Miss Cen directly turned her head and ignored him.

When Zhao Han saw Xiaoqing's appearance, he also shook his head and smiled.

Anyway, he was really worried about Xiaoqing, afraid that she had bitten the great monk of Nafahai before.

This time they went to Jinshan Temple to find helpers, if Xiaoqing had a conflict with Na Fahai, he would be a little difficult to handle.

After about a quarter of an hour in the crowded boat, the crowd began to rush to the shore as the boat landed.

In the Song Dynasty, the building ships carried three decks, and when there were many people, they could quickly build three roads for people to get off the ship, so although there were many people on board, the speed of disembarkation was still quite fast.

After a while, the Kung Fu Lou boat was empty, and Zhao Han greeted Xiaoqing when he saw this, and he jumped to the shore in one step.

He didn't go out of deck and said......

Behind him, a look of astonishment flashed in Cen Biqing's eyes, and she muttered in her mouth.

"Sick! If you're going to jump, you're waiting for someone! ”

Zhao Han was indeed not in good spirits in the past two days, so Xiaoqing's words reached his ears, and he didn't care.

Striding forward, there is no need to hesitate.

Nanshan, which ordinary people need half an hour to climb, Zhao Han took less than ten minutes to rush to the gate of Jinshan Temple.

There, Fahai seemed to have been waiting for him as if he had been given news for a long time.

This time, the big monk didn't sweep the floor in front of the door, but just stood in front of the door quite quietly, just looking at him quietly.

"The great monk hasn't seen you for a long time"

Zhao Han greeted.

"Zhao Shizhu"

Fahai bent down and saluted.

Zhao Han saw a string of sandalwood Buddhist beads spinning in his hand, and the speed was very fast.

The Buddha beads also emit a soft golden light, which seems to be a magic weapon with a calming effect, and it seems that Fahai specially prepared it for meeting him.

"I don't know what the donor is doing this time," Fahai asked after saluting, standing up straight.

"Uh... The beads on your hand are good, they match you well, um, really match"

didn't answer Fahai's words, Zhao Han casually found a topic he didn't want to do.

This time, he's here to help, so he can't just talk to Fahai, right?

What if the monk is unwilling?

Hearing Zhao Han say this, Fahai's face showed a smile.

"This string of Buddhist beads is the legacy of the fourth generation of the host of Jinshan Temple, and I found it from the meditation room some time ago."

"To meditate?"

"For Buddhahood"

"Good saying" Zhao Han's eyes lit up, and then he said with some hesitation: "Hmm... I think you have too much annoyance in your body, although this Buddha bead looks like a treasure, but it's better to be sparse, the great monk should know this truth, find a channel to vent it"

"There is Lao Zhao's benefactor, and the poor monk has the ancient Buddha sitting in his heart and spending time every day, which is enough."

When he said this, Fahai didn't blink, like a piece of wood.

"Great monk, don't you Buddhism pay attention to King Kong's angry eyes and make a living for the people of the world?"

Seeing that Fahai was not in the trap, Zhao Han thought for a while and asked again.

"This is Confucianism"

"What about destroying demons and accumulating merits?"

"This is the way of doing things"

"Uh... That sea of suffering is endless, and what about all sentient beings? ”

"This is the great ambition of the Guanyin Master and the sage of Jizo, and the poor monk knows that he is powerless and has no perseverance, and he cannot complete such a great wish."

Fahai said this, and when he saw that Zhao Han was about to speak, he couldn't help but close his eyes.

"If Lord Zhao has something, please say it directly"

"Okay, I just like the vigor of your refreshing trip, monk."

Fahai was in such a posture, Zhao Han didn't pretend anymore, he saw his hand shake, and a large number of silver tickets appeared in his hand: "Some time ago, I heard that there was a big demon in Huangyan Mountain, so I wanted to ask the great monk to subdue the demon and eliminate the demon, and remove this scourge for my Great Song Dynasty, and this silver should be regarded as the merit money for me to ask the great monk to help."

Silver, it must be given.

After all, he couldn't let Fahai go on a trip in vain.

However, Zhao Han did not say that the money was donated to the temple, because he was afraid that Fahai would collect the money but not help!

At this time, in front of Zhao Han.

Fahai looked at him.

The expression on his face was like a smile......