After all, Jingming is only ten years old, short in stature, and looks like he is at most 150.

And I was in a hurry, carrying Jingming's shoulders like a cane and preparing to go out.

"Zhengxing, cherish the days of playing with Jingming, I can't say that this afternoon or tomorrow, you will hate him." Master said this without a head.

How old am I, I really can't figure out what I can hold grudges in this world, but I still asked Jingming: "What do you want to do to me?" ”

After saying that, I covered the front gear with one hand and the chrysanthemum with the other.

"Senior brother, what are you doing? I don't know what my predecessors are talking about. The doubts in Jingming's eyes didn't seem to be faked.

I thought this kid had some strange thoughts, looking at his cute face, I felt a trace of guilt in my heart, Amitabha, what a sin.

Without continuing to pay attention to Master's tryst, I put my hand on Jingming's shoulder, followed Zhao Ritian's walking, and walked down the mountain with Jingming.

As I shook as I walked down the mountain, the baby fat on Jingming's little face also shook and shook.

"Senior brother, are you peeing your pants? Do you want to go back and wash? ”

I patted his little bald head: "Didn't you eat enough just now?" Doesn't it taste bad? Why don't I make you some more? ”

My backhand is the philosophical three questions.

Jing Ming recalled it a little, and couldn't help but shudder, shaking the fat on his face: "Amitabha, it's not that the poor monk doesn't want to eat, but he has already eaten, and the donor doesn't want to waste food." ”

"The great goodness of the layman!"

......

As the host, it is natural to introduce your hometown.

"Although the name of our Jigong Mountain is a little dirty, it is definitely a good feng shui treasure!" I said to Jing Ming.

Although Jingming is a Buddhist cultivator, he still has a little understanding of feng shui after his master has traveled south and north for some years.

"Senior brother, no matter how I look at it, I can't tell where this is a treasure land of feng shui, there are more treasures of feng shui, but I see that in the villages near you, the poor harazi can't flow, as for the expensive.... Your master is still quite expensive. The tone of the little monk said a lot.

"Little monk, you know a fart, I don't know how much money we have in our family, take 10,000 steps back and say, isn't my life "expensive" enough? ”

Although Jingming is small, he can't help but want to refute me: "Senior brother, your family doesn't count, you can't see merit or sin, it's impossible for ordinary people." ”

I thought that after reading the classics in Master's Taoist temple for two months, I already knew a lot of things, but I really never heard of this situation when Jing Ming said.

"What do you mean?"

Jing Ming looked at me with a faint golden light in his eyes: "It means that you may be a forgotten character by "Heaven". ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a trace of horror flashed in Jingming's eyes, and then he squatted down, covering his head with his hands, gritting his teeth, and the expression on his face was extremely painful.

But as an ascetic, he didn't say anything.

I panicked instantly, if something happened and Qingjue knew about it, he wouldn't beat me to death?

I hurriedly squatted down, slowly patted his back and asked, "Jingming, what's wrong with you?" Don't scare my brother? ”

Jing Ming didn't react at all, he was still squatting on the principle, and the expression on his face was extremely painful.

Seeing this, I decided to brave a cold sweat and go to Master and them for help.

"You hold on for a while, I'll go to the master and them for help!" It doesn't matter whether Jingming listens to it or not, he gives an order first.

Just as he was about to set off and rush to the Taoist temple, Jingming's painful voice came: "No... No need... It's over soon, please! ”

I hesitated, but decided to wait five minutes at most.

I decided that if he was still like this in five minutes, I would just knock him unconscious and go to Master.

Coma is actually a kind of protection for the spirit, and when the pain is to the extreme, human beings fall into a coma to protect their brains and spirits from being harmed.

After waiting for about two minutes, Jing Ming suddenly got better, and slowly exhaled: "It's okay, senior brother." ”

I'm a little unsure, what's going on, it's coming and going: "It's really okay?" What just happened? ”

There was still a little fine sweat on Jingming's forehead: "It's really okay, just now I just passed through the Buddhist Tianyantong, and I wanted to see you in the past, and I suffered a backlash." ”

In fact, in the cultivation circle, this is an extremely offensive behavior, and people in the cultivation world will use means to shield themselves, but I am still young, and I have no concept of this.

At that time, I didn't understand that this kind of Heavenly Eye Passage was really not something that ordinary Buddha cultivation could use.

Now I was a little curious: "So what do you see?" Make you like this. ”

A trace of confusion flashed in Jingming's eyes, and he muttered to himself, "How is this possible... It must be a mistake, it must be. ”

"What are you talking about, what are you seeing?" I'm also very anxious, counting the past, my experience in the early ten years is nothing.

At this time, Jingming seemed to have just changed his senses: "Oh, it's nothing, it's nothing, it's chaotic, and I can't see anything clearly." ”

Although I knew in my heart that this kid must be sloppy with me, I didn't continue to ask too many questions, after all, I was not hung up for a day or two, but for several years, and even longer in the future, and I had already developed a Buddhist heart.

Love to say it or not.

I didn't reply to Jing Ming's words, and the two of them walked around quietly under the foot of the mountain with their heads down.

Jing Ming saw that the atmosphere was a little awkward, or that I was a little unhappy, so he opened his mouth to change the topic: "Senior brother, what you just said about feng shui is good, what is good, I have been shopping around, I really don't know where it is good." ”

Seeing Jingming speak first, a smug smile flashed on the corner of my mouth, after all, I am still childish, and I can't hold back anything.

"Hey, the so-called Feng Shui treasure land is actually a place full of vitality, that is, the most suitable place for human habitation. Feng Shui believes that such a place should have five elements: dragon, cave, sand, water, and direction. ”

"But these five elements, we don't have Jigong Mountain, but it still doesn't affect it is a feng shui treasure!" My expression was a little proud.

"There is nothing here, how can it be said that it is a treasure of feng shui?"

I grinned to myself: "What mortals seek in feng shui treasures is wealth, what kind of mysterious things like the green dragon guarding wealth and the white tiger removing evil, but for people like us, what kind of realm do you think is good feng shui?" ”

I asked rhetorically.

Jing Ming tilted his head: "Of course, that's a place where there is Lingqi." ”

Whether it is a Buddhist cultivator, a Taoist cultivator, or some other warlocks and the like, if you want to strengthen your body, the only way is to use yourself as a furnace and refine and refine qi.

"That's right, it's Lingqi, senior brother, I don't go to many places, it's not as good as you, the farthest place is in the county town dozens of miles away, and we don't know how Lingqi is in other places like Dongtian Blessed Land, but in this era of the end of the law, isn't the place where you can cultivate a treasure land of feng shui?"

In fact, I also thought of this statement after listening to my grandfather's words, no way, the bad old man Master didn't want to say anything, so I could only guess by myself.

But I don't think there's anything wrong with my rhetoric.

Jing Ming nodded: "That's right, I've also heard Master say that the general Earth Realm Spirit Qi has long been depleted, so now many martial arts practitioners can't even draw qi like a body." ”

I thought that Jingming's master didn't look like a person who could sell guanzi, and after looking at Jingming, I decided to talk about it.

"Then I'll test you, do you know why we still have a steady stream of Lingqi to cultivate? No, I look down on you. ”

The child still cares a lot about other people's opinions, and what I said is so important, Jingming replied without hesitation: "Of course I know, although what the master said is also very hazy, but it still reveals a little." ”

"Oh? Let's talk about it. The corners of my mouth curled slightly.

"The reason why this world has a blessed heaven is because there is a continuous stream of spiritual qi in those places, and Master said that it is guided down from a certain space."

I nodded thoughtfully, "Yes, and then?" Why can we cultivate outside the world? ”

"I know this!" Jingming said excitedly.

"In this era, there is almost no loose cultivation, just because there is no sect inheritance, and there is no sect inheritance, there is no magic weapon like this that can guide the Lingqi in the mountain gate at any time." As he spoke, Jing Ming checked the rosary hanging around his neck.

I see, but I have a new question, why don't I have a magic weapon like this? In this way, if I get out of this mountain lump, where can I go and find a place to cultivate?

"Yes, yes, then do you know what my Taoist Qi Channeling Instruments are?"

"I don't know what other warlocks and the like, but Taoists are generally Dao seals given by masters." Jingming replied.

No wonder, I don't know if the master has done my Dao seal well, but I think that the black bag that the master has been hanging on his waist is the Dao seal.

"By the way, Senior Brother, why didn't I see your Dao Seal?"

"Ah, my? Mine isn't ready yet, Master said to prepare a terrific Dao seal for me. I held my head high and showed off.

Jingming asked me with a red face at this time, "Senior brother, how did I answer?" ”

"Hmm. Yes, full marks, why are you so red? ”

"Well, after talking about it for so long, I'm hungry...."

Watches weren't popular in those days, but I looked at the position of the sun, and it was only an hour at most, which means that it's only about ten o'clock now.

"Tell me honestly, are you the embodiment of gluttony?"

"......" Jingming's face turned even redder.

But when people are hungry, we can't ignore him, don't they?

"Okay, let's go, I'll give you a taste of my mother's craft."

As I spoke, I put my left hand on the shoulder of the little monk Jingming and walked slowly towards the village.