Chapter 129: Red Dust Tribulation

It's been six years since I left Yuzhou last time, and since I left, I haven't been down to earth, and I still miss this mortal dust in my heart.

I never came down again, because I didn't have the courage.

Three years ago, my uncle also asked Qingluan to send a good news, that is, Chu Chu gave birth to a fat boy, at that time, I gave a lot of congratulatory gifts, but I didn't dare to come down to take a look.

Today, in fact, it is not instigated by the fat monk, but deep in my heart, I miss the person in my memory.

Even if I can't go through the calamity with him, at least let me step on the same land as him.

"Master, eh, can't we just fly up? Do you have to go like this? After the fat monk entered Zhushan, he began to chatter.

I'm worried that if the formation is broken, Yun Niang and the others will have to re-set the formation, so I want to break into Zhushan first, let Lingwu and them find me, and cancel the formation enchantment.

"Aren't you going to drink? It's also right to pay a price, besides, you've been too fat in the demon capital all these years, it's time to exercise. I glanced at the fat monk and walked towards the hill on my own.

My feet were too fast, and the fat monk had a hard time following.

After only half an hour, he began to pant and shouted to rest.

"Master, I can't do it, I can't do it, I'm tired to death." As he spoke, he twisted his body and sat down next to a bamboo.

"That's all you have to offer?" I looked at the fat monk, and now that the moonlight is bright, I can see that the fat monk's head is full of sweat.

He didn't care what I said, he leaned against the bamboo and said to me: "Master, you go and bring the wine, I can't climb, don't look at my flesh, in fact, I'm afraid that you will worry, I haven't told you that my body is very weak, I can't do physical work, I can't move blindly, my life lies in stillness." ”

When the fat monk talks about these nonsense words, he is also serious, and with his robe, there is really no one.

"Woo woo, woo woo!"

And as soon as he finished speaking, I heard a cry.

The fat monk immediately struck a spirit, then stood up violently, walked to my side, and grabbed my arm.

"What for?" I glanced at the fat monk.

"Master, yes, yes, there shouldn't be a demon, right?" The fat monk asked with a frightened expression.

I looked at him and was a little speechless.

After a long time of transforming into a human form, even he thinks that he is a human being.

"You're a big demon, what are you afraid of?" I asked.

When the fat monk heard this, he was stunned at first, and then immediately straightened his back, pulled his robe, and put on the demeanor of a big demon.

"Which rampant little demon is this, crying and crying here, disturbing the rest of this seat?" The fat monk shouted loudly.

I listened carefully to the crying, which was intermittent and childish, like the cry of a child.

The cry was still very close to us, and I listened to it for a while, and began to search, and soon found two children by the bamboo not far from me?

I'll make sure first that these two children are just ordinary people, and they don't have the slightest demonic aura on them.

And, like the fat monks, they are bald, with a scar on their heads, and they are wearing gray cloth clothes, these are two little monks?

I looked at them and found it very interesting, one monk sitting cross-legged, muttering something in his mouth, and the other whimpering and wiping tears.

"Little monk? How did you end up here? "I looked at them.

When they heard the questioning, they immediately looked up at me.

And the moment I looked up at the two little monks, my eyes widened in shock.

One of them, with a "red mole" at the end of his eyebrows, a pair of blue eyes as clear as morning dew on his fair and smart little face, and a very strong nose.

Who is he? I naturally knew it, but now I saw it coldly, and the wound in my heart seemed to collapse in an instant.

"Woooooooooo The little monk who kept sobbing saw me and immediately spoke.

The little monk with a red mole on his eyebrows had a calm face, he raised his clear eyes, glanced at me, and asked, "Is the donor a demon?" ”

"What?" I was stunned, asked in a slightly trembling voice, and quickly held my breath.

"Master said that there is a big demon on this bamboo mountain." The little monk said to me with a serious face.

"What's your name?" As I listened to his voice, I felt a warmth in my heart.

"The little monk is innocent." He folded his hands together and leaned over me.

I looked at him, a child of six or seven years old, who could behave so indifferently.

"Why is it called Immortal?" I stared at him.

Without waiting for him to answer, the little monk beside him choked up and said to me: "Donor, Master said that Senior Brother Wuwu has a "Red Dust Tribulation" and must not be emotional, so he has the Dharma name Wuwu, which means the death of lovelessness. ”

"Eh, let me see?" The fat monk also moved over at this time, but he still spoke with a heavy panting sound.

"Ah, are you also a monk? Which temple is the master? Hurry up and take us down the mountain first. The little monk who was crying and crying suddenly burst into tears and laughed when he saw the fat monk, as if he had found a relative.

The fat monk was stunned for a moment, looking at the two little monks, he wanted to wave his hand and refuse, but I opened my mouth first and agreed.

"Okay, we'll send you down the mountain." I said yes.

The fat monk's eyes widened suddenly, he had only managed to climb up.

"Let's go." I said to the two little monks.

But the little monk looked at me, and then at the fat monk: "He is not a monk." ”

"How do you know?" I asked suspiciously.

"He smells of wine and meat, and monks don't eat wine and meat." Wuxian said very seriously, and looked at us with a wary face.

I guess he has begun to doubt the true identity of me and the fat monk.

The fat monk suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Amitabha! You are still young and you don't know the subtleties of Buddhism. ”

"The subtlety of Buddhism?" The little monk looked at the fat monk.

"That's right, this master's Dharma name is Miaokong, he is a monk who has attained Taoism on Changbai Mountain, a little monk, have you ever heard of it, what is wine and meat through the intestines, and the Buddha left it in his heart?" The fat monk looked at the two little monks with a serious face: "If there is nothing in the heart, it is okay, one flower is one world, one grass is one paradise, there is no need to be rigid about the subtleties." ”

The two little monks were stunned by what the fat monk said.

"That's it, Master Ben, I'll send you down the mountain, remember, at a young age, don't be so old-fashioned." The fat monk walked in front of him with the shelf of a high monk, and the two little monks followed behind him, like three masters and apprentices.