Chu Shishu's face was dark and difficult to distinguish. Chu Shishu sat on the stool, thinking that heaven and man were at war, and one party said to go and see, and come back after reading it. The other party tried his best to pull, no, going was to give Fan Ye a chance.

The two sides fought more and more fiercely, and poor Chu Shishu really couldn't get up decisively, so he let thousands of ducks scream in his mind. The head is getting bigger and bigger, and the pain is getting bigger and bigger, and the green tendons on the head are constantly jumping back and forth fiercely, as if they want to jump out left and right and continue to fight in front of Chu Shishu.

"Ahhhh Chu Shishu collapsed on the table, covering his ears to isolate the fierce war of words between the two parties. However, it was useless, the two parties may have seen Chu Shishu suddenly go crazy and pause for a while, but it didn't take long for him to start chattering and spitting again, and throwing pots and pans around.

Chu Shishu, who was entangled, suddenly got up and stood in front of the bronze mirror. Just for a second, Chu Shishu raised his hand and pulled the bronze mirror down on the table. This... This.... This is even more worrying than the appearance of a ghost, more frightening than the ugly girls in the world, I want to get rid of the things on my face hastily, and then I think again, so that no one can recognize myself, so it is always safe to see if the little monk is okay, right?

Chu Shishu thought about it and sneakily slipped out of the door. With a silk scarf on his head and his face covered with his hands, he walked down the bleak street step by step. Nobody knows me, nobody knows me, nobody sees me, no one sees me. Chu Shishu read silently, sticking to the corner of the wall, step by step.

Black and white were frightened and frightened, and the reputation of the first generation was finally ruined at this moment. Face, fame, just let it go with the wind.

Chu Shishu jumped a few times, and then made a move to calculate the little monk's heavenly opportunity, and learned that he was at the foot of Qingjing Mountain. He hurried over all the time, at this time, it was not good to stay in the inn, what to do in the mountains, this Qingjing Mountain was not something that ordinary people like him could enter.

Stepping on the top of the tree on tiptoe, Chu Shishu landed on the fork of the tree slightly. The moonlight also looks strange and extraordinary in the woods where the crows and beasts crow, this monk, coming here alone, isn't he looking for death? Not to mention the number of wild beasts, there are countless hidden ghosts among them, and if you are not careful, you will end up with no bones, and he is still stupid and stupid with a conspicuous torch in the bushes to carefully test the way forward. Just this kung fu is enough for hundreds of ghosts to salivate behind him.

Chu Shishu is glad that he is really lucky, he just made a gamble, and now it seems that he won the bet. The little monk has no skills and no thing to protect himself, if he doesn't come to help, I'm afraid that if he doesn't wait for Fan Ye to match, the little monk himself will die here first.

Wuchen held a torch in his hand, and pinched the Buddha beads in his other hand and kept turning them in his sleeve. His eyes rolled from side to side, his breath was heavy, and he cautiously checked for the danger lurking in the woods. He wanted to go down the mountain to make a fortune, but when he came to a place where they were crying miserably, he asked what the reason was. They told Wuchen that the pearl in their palm was greedy for a while on Qingjing Mountain, and he didn't come back until sunset, presumably buried in the belly of the beast. With that, he began to cry again.

Wuchen was puzzled, and continued to ask: Since the child has gone up the mountain, why don't you go to look for it together?

They shook their heads. Say. "The master doesn't know, this Qingjing Mountain is a forbidden mountain, and no one dares to enter Qingjing Mountain. It was very fierce inside, and there was once a team of young people who were not afraid of death who went up the mountain to break the superstition that had been handed down, but in the end only one person ran back crazy, with blood all over his body, his face was frightened, and he muttered: There are ghosts and ghosts. It didn't take long for him to die of a serious illness. They all said that the person had been sucked out of his essence by the ghost, and when he came back, his body was weak, and a little cold became an incurable disease and died. ”

After listening to this, Wuchen couldn't bear to leave the child on the mountain. If you don't die, and there is no family to look for, the terrain is complicated, and I am afraid that you will starve to death in the mountains. So he raised his palm, recited a sentence of Amitabha Buddha, and volunteered to go up the mountain to find someone, the family was very happy, and then thought about persuading and persuading, but Wuchen refused with his hand. I took some dry food and water from that family and rushed to Qingjing Mountain.

But it wasn't until he arrived at Qingjing Mountain that he found that the mountains were big, the roads were many, and the terrain was steeper than he imagined. I don't know if it's because the mountain is too high, or because of some other mess, I got goosebumps from the cold as I walked. Reaching out and rubbing it, he pressed his fear and searched through the dense woods.

Chu Shishu didn't know the reason, he just felt that he didn't measure himself. At a glance, the five little ghosts were already secretly grabbing the little monk's shoulders, and they were just the last claw away from crushing the little monk's yang fire. At that time, he will be the prey of these mountain ghosts.

The little monk was trembling, and when he was afraid, he felt that he had been hit the shoulder. At that time, his legs were weak and he fell to the ground. Chu Shishu was a little funny, took the five little ghosts in his hands, and pinched them with his hand, so that the little ghosts flew away.

Seeing that the little monk hadn't gotten up for a long time, Chu Shishu was a little anxious, he had been trying to protect him secretly, who knew that this little monk was so weak that he couldn't help it, and he hadn't gotten up yet. Yes, it shouldn't have been knocked out by his own palm, right? Or are you stunned by yourself?

Chu Shishu pressed for a while, only to see the cold wind, and the little monk still didn't get up. Chu Shishu couldn't help it, and flew down from the branches, and sure enough, the little monk closed his eyes and fainted.

Why, is he a coward in this life? Chu Shishu squatted next to the little monk in confusion, stretched out his hand and slapped a few times, but he was not awake. He took the water that the little monk had brought with him and poured it on his face, but there was still no sign of opening his eyes.

Chu Shishu sat helplessly next to the little monk and chattered. "It's so troublesome, I was supposed to come to see how you are, but I slapped me and fainted. I didn't shoot my head, why didn't I wake up on the ground? I don't leave now, mainly because I'm afraid that you will be dragged away and eaten by wolves, otherwise I really want to leave you behind. I'm really nosy, but you really can't help yourself, so many demons and monsters in Qingjing Mountain dare to come up. ”

I don't know if Chu Shishu was too noisy or the wind was too cold, the little monk woke up faintly and wanted to reach out to grab the kettle, but grabbed Chu Shishu's hand on the ground. Chu Shishu endured his displeasure and looked down, the little monk was still in a daze. It's okay to take the opportunity to run away quickly, so as not to let the little monk find out.

Just shake it off. The little monk opened his mouth in confusion. "How are you?"

Chu Shishu panicked for a while, and thought that he was changing his appearance at the moment, and he couldn't recognize himself, it didn't make sense that the little monk could recognize him if he only had one side of his fate, so why not pretend to be a ghost and scare him down the mountain?

Chu Shishu pinched his throat and crawled towards Wuchen step by step. "Little monk, I'm going to eat you, I'm going to eat you!"

Wuchen had regained his clarity, and his innocent eyes widened. "What are you doing? How did you get this kind of? A few days ago, I saw that you were still with clear eyebrows, why are you pockmarked now? ”

"........." Chu Shishu wanted to slap himself to death not long ago. I wondered in my heart, how could such a little monk still recognize himself?

Wuchen shook his dazed head and stood up. took out a handkerchief from his arms, dipped it in water and handed it to Chu Shishu's hand. "Here, wipe it. I didn't expect someone as powerful as you to be teased. ”

Chu Shishu, who was forcibly stuffed with a handkerchief, was speechless, and could only hold back a thank you. took the handkerchief and wiped it a few times, the sesame rouge was stained with the handkerchief, Chu Shishu took a look at it, and felt that it was really not very good to return it to others.

Wuchen stood in front of Chu Shishu, Chu Shishu casually stuffed his handkerchief, and when he raised his head to meet Wuchen's clear eyes, he only felt that his face was red and his ears were red. Embarrassed, he took out a handkerchief and handed it to the little monk, apologetically. "No, I'm sorry, soiled, soiled your handkerchief. I didn't mean to take your veil. ”

Wuchen just smiled lightly, bowed slightly, and his warm voice was like a piano. "No problem." The water from the kettle was poured on the handkerchief and washed, and then clean water was poured out, squatting in front of Chu Shishu and stretching out his hand.

Chu Shishu was stunned for a moment, shrank back nervously, and said angrily: What are you doing?

The dust-free voice is still calm. "Girl, your face has not been cleaned yet, I see that there are no bronze mirrors and spring water on the left and right, and I want to help. If you didn't intend to offend the girl, here Wuchen first says sorry. ”

Chu Shishu looked at Wuchen's eyes, those eyes were clear, if there was emotion, probably only sympathy and pity. Maybe this is his compassion for himself, and he is just a villain's heart. Chu Shishu stiffened her body and raised her head slightly so that Wuchen could help her clean up.

"Are you being bullied too?" Wuchen asked.

Chu Shishu can't say that he is so self-harming to avoid him, right? So I could only say a thank you against my will.

"I thought that as long as I was strong enough, I wouldn't be bullied anymore. I don't think you're like that. Wuchen smiled elegantly, that smile was neither hypocritical nor annoying, but plain and made people feel a little cute.

"What? Are you often bullied? ”

"It used to be, but now it doesn't. For as long as I can remember, I have no parents, and I have lived with a beggar who has been eating and not eating, and others have looked down on me and thought I was a little beggar. The beggar who picked me up said that I was thrown in the ruined temple, and when he picked me up, I was already dying, and he begged for a little rice cereal to feed me, and took off his clothes to protect me from the cold, so I barely survived.

I know that I don't have as good a life as someone else's son-in-law. There are also people who see me beautiful and miserable and want to beg me to be my adopted son, but the old beggar is my only relative, my home, although I have not enough food and clothing, but I never want to leave him. The two of us supported each other until I was ten years old, and I was stoned by a group of thirteen or fourteen-year-olds, and I couldn't hide from the bruises. The old beggar came to me, and when he saw that I was being bullied, he came and tore the children apart, and several of them pushed him, and his head accidentally hit the wall and he fainted. The few people saw that the situation was wrong and ran away, leaving me crying weakly.

I knew that I had to find a doctor to cure the disease, so I desperately held up the old beggar and begged for help from the pharmacy one by one, but I didn't have much money, and no pharmacy was willing to save him, so I kicked the two of us out together. At that time, I didn't know where I got such strength to take him up to Mingzheng Temple. I called for help outside the door, and after a while the master rushed over, saw the old beggar, probed his nose, and told me that he was powerless. I was stunned, I just thought it couldn't be. Master squatted in front of me and gently took me into his wide arms, the difference in temperature made me understand completely, I couldn't help crying, crying was very embarrassing, tears and snot penetrated Master's clothes, but he didn't mind, his eyes were pity, compassion, and tolerance that made me sink. In the end, I joined Mingzheng Temple and became a big disciple of Master. ”

After hearing this, Chu Shishu felt very sorry for him. He pursed his lips and reached out to touch his head as a reassurance, but lifted it halfway and put it down weakly. Spit out a sentence for a long time. "It's finally all over."