I was dumbfounded by his question, so I followed him and walked honestly without talking.

It's just that I can't help but guess in my heart whether this monk will have anything to do with Ye Dingxi, otherwise how to talk about the Buddhist teachings, it is always strikingly similar.

But even if the two are really related, what can be?

In the last life, Ye Dingxi was a human being, and I was a ghost.

In this life, the monk is a high-ranking monk, and I am a dragon.

It's going to go farther and farther......

The union between different species is destined to be fruitless, and I don't know what I did wrong, and I have to do something to do with my marriage, it's really annoying!

It wasn't until the stars hung in the sky and the twilight clouds were heavy that the monk stopped.

"The poor monk plans to sit on the ground, rest for an hour and then hurry, and the dragon benefactor please take care of himself. ”

After speaking, he really sat down on the spot, closed his eyes and meditated, the whole person was motionless, only a string of Bodhi seeds in his hand gently moved.

I waited for him to breathe lighter, found a comfortable posture and coiled, and stuck to the monk's side, while thinking about his thoughts, he used his paws to dig the soil pit everywhere, three times and two times, it was a big hole several meters deep.

As I planed, I felt sleepy, and before I fell asleep, I couldn't help but wonder what if the monk ran away.

Yes, if this monk runs away, won't my lovesickness be gone?!

Such a spirit shook off the cover of the heavenly spirit, I suddenly woke up, and then looked around, the dark curtain was empty, the surroundings were pitch black, and there was really no shadow of the monk!

Woo woo woo ~ Couldn't you just abandon people so simply? How can there be such a Buddhist disciple, who is not good or good!

I looked up at the sky and wailed for a while, when I suddenly heard a faint cry for help from under one of the dirt pits.

"Master Long, if you wake up, can you rescue the poor monk?"

Ale?!

My eyes lit up, so I searched for the voice, and sure enough, I saw a gray-faced monk in a pit that I had dug out casually.

is full of embarrassment, and he is also a handsome monk.

I twisted my buttocks, stuck my tail into the hole, and rolled him up, not forgetting to shush the monk and ask for warmth, very concerned.

It was probably because of my life-saving grace that I had accidentally stumbled, and the monk was finally willing to look at me squarely, but out of the natural estrangement of the different races, and the uncontrollable fear of the disparity between strength and weakness, he always subconsciously avoided the lingering affection in my eyes, intentionally or unintentionally.

Probably this monk never imagined that a big dragon would fall from the sky and see him

I love it.

In this way, another day passed, and the monk said little, and on the road I mostly talked to myself plus fragmented thoughts, saying something that didn't matter five or six to pass the time.

In the early morning of the third day, the sky dawned, and wisps of pink and yellow appeared among the mountains in the distance.

The monk was about to continue walking, but I was so hungry that the temple was in turmoil, so I whined twice at the back of his head.

As soon as he turned around, he was not happy to see my dragon pouting.

The dragon's tail that hung by the river shook and trembled, and it shook out a hundred and eighty fish that were sleeping at the bottom of the river.

The monk's face turned cold, and he looked at me helplessly, and then walked over and lifted up the fish that were struggling on the shore one by one, and sent them back into the water.

I naturally knew that I had gone too far, but I had just become a Chan and couldn't control my strength at all, and this tail flick was also an unconscious action, and I had worked hard......

Well, that's my fault.

With my head down, I paced cautiously, and the huge horns approached very lightly and slowly, rubbing against the monk.

He dodged me, and I stepped forward a few more minutes and rubbed it.

He hid again, and I went over again, just like this three or five times, and finally heard him sigh, although his back was to me, but he could clearly feel the tight cold pressure just now, which was dissipated.

"That's it. ”

The last fish alive were returned, and between me and the monk, there were a few dead fish that had not moved.

"Are you hungry?" he asked.

This is...... Concerned about me?

Look at my dragon, I'm afraid I'm going to take the peach blossom luck, right?

"Well, I'm hungry, I haven't eaten or drunk for three days, and my stomach is already empty. ”

This person is hungry and has a temper, and I also have a dragon, and for some reason, the monk didn't eat or drink for three days and didn't see anything abnormal, not like an ordinary mortal at all.

I pondered carefully, I was afraid that the monk had half a foot into the real Buddha's door, otherwise where would the Buddha light in the body come from.

"There are fish here. ”

The monk pointed to the dozen or so big carp on the ground that had rolled their eyes.

Then, he closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to see the bloody scene with his own eyes.

After waiting for a long time, he didn't hear the sound of a dragon devouring, and then he opened his eyes again and looked at me in a daze.

"Why don't you move?"

The slight eyebrows seemed to say, the poor monk has already allowed you to kill in front of me, how can you pay it back

If you're not interested, you won't let me see the fish in your mouth, right?

I pouted, very aggrieved.

"I don't eat raw food anymore!"

“......”

......

By the time the monk found dry wood and started the fire, another half an hour had passed.

In the meantime, I dug a small hole with my claws, pushed the fish in and washed it, and with my fingertips I picked open the fish belly, pulled out the internal organs, washed the fish belly, and still thought about it in my mouth.

"Raw as koi, dead as grilled fish, or steamed, or braised in oil, or ......"

Finally, smelling the smoke coming from behind me, I turned around and pushed the wooden stick I had picked out to the monk's feet.

"What is the donor doing?"

"I don't have flexible claws, so I can't put a fish on a stick!"

"Amitabha, a poor monk is a monk, and he can't do such things that harm living beings. ”

"I'm hungry......"

......

Zilazila~

The aroma of dried fish grilled over charcoal seduced my stomach like a drum.

On the other side, the monk was squatting by the river to clean his hands, and then stood up again and silently recited the scriptures.

Behind him, I silently pulled a stick out of the soil and swallowed the big roasted carp on it.

Although it doesn't taste good, it's delicious.

After I had eaten all the fish, the monk opened his eyes and let out a sigh of nothingness.

I wagged my tail at him, "Master, I forgot to ask, what do you call it?"

"There is no poor monk law. ”

Nothing?

"Taken from Bodhi, there is no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where is the dust?"

I couldn't help but come out with this sentence, but it made Ben Wu's eyes flash.

It's about a dragon saying such a thing as a Buddha, which has never been seen and heard before.

From this moment on, even if I am just a dragon in my mind, it is a dragon with very wise roots.

I can't help but feel a little proud.

I also listened to the unhurried and coherent question: "I don't know the donor, what should I call him?"

Hey.

I grinned.

"Leaning eastward, my name is leaning eastward. ”