Another day passed, and at dawn, a roar came from a three-room hut at the bottom of the mountain.

When the three poles of the mountain are on the day, one big and one small, two people wearing linen clothes and filial piety clothes, leading the cattle full of bacon and mountain goods, walking on the mountain road with a sad expression, the small one is the shepherd boy who said that he won the Chufeng purple gold red gourd and banana fan that day, the big face is dark, the hands are rough, larger than the average person, the body muscles are tight, walking, calm and powerful, at a glance it is a good hand, when it is the mountain hunter is undoubted.

These two people are undoubtedly deceased elders in the family.

After walking for a while, when he saw the Taoist temple on the mountain, the shepherd boy slipped and fell to the ground carelessly, and his palm was cut by the angular pebbles on the ground, and blood flowed for a while.

The man who was traveling with him hurriedly helped the shepherd boy up.

"Da Lang, how careless!"

"It doesn't matter if you're a child, Shicai thinks about Ah Weng in her heart, and she loses her mind for a while."

The shepherd boy shook his head, his expression sad.

The man sighed, tore off a piece of linen from his clothes, and wrapped it for his son.

At this time, in the backyard of the Taoist temple, there was silence, and under an ancient tree, Chu Feng, who was dressed in a yellow Taoist robe, looked at the seven gourds with his hands behind his back, looking thoughtful.

There was a rustling sound, and the slender and slender Hu Erniang walked over, her voice slightly lower.

"Lord, Liu is honest under the mountain, and his son Liu Boqin and his grandson Liu Xi have come up the mountain, presumably to ask you to help over."

"I know, when they arrive, they will say that I have gone out to visit friends, and I will return tomorrow."

Chu Feng didn't look back, his tone was calm.

"Yes"

Hu Erniang subdued her body and turned to leave.

Chu Feng glanced sideways at the sunshine in the sky, his expression was not belonging, this Liu was honest, a few days ago, he had seen it, as his name suggested, he was very honest and enthusiastic, he could be described as a good person, such a person should have saved him.

Through innate calculation, Chu Feng found that this Liu Laoshi has been a good man for nine generations, and in this life he will serve as a yin god in the underworld, and more than nine hundred years later, he will be a prince in the Zhengde period of the Ming Dynasty, which means that he will return to the Ming Dynasty to be a prince, as if his surname is Zheng, and when the prosperity is exhausted, he will be honored in the fairy world.

"Liu Laoshi, go all the way."

Chu Feng whispered.

……

On the steps at the entrance of the Taoist temple, Liu Boqin and Liu Xi knelt next to each other, looking sad.

"My father unfortunately passed away, so I asked the Taoist chief to help me get over it, so that my father could be reincarnated safely."

"Seek the Tao to be excessive, so that Ah Weng can be reincarnated safely"

With a squeak, the door of the Taoist temple opened, and Hu Erniang, who was wrapped in a Taoist robe with a slender body, walked out.

"The Lord will go out to visit friends, and I will come back tomorrow, and tomorrow, I will report to the Lord, go back! Life in the mountains is not easy, and the bacon mountain goods are also brought back! ”

"Thank you"

"Thank you"

Liu Boqin and Liu Xi kowtowed at the same time.

When the two of them led the ox away, Chu Feng appeared at the door of the Taoist temple and ordered: "Tang Seng has arrived, you turn into a colorful tiger, scare him, remember, let Liu Boqin, who happened to pass by, kill you." ”

"Yes"

Hu Erniang turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared into the air.

The tiger of Jingyanggang scares Tang Seng in the Two Realms Mountain, which is interesting and interesting.

Chu Feng put his hand on his chin, and wanted to twist his beard and smile, but when he found that he had no beard, he couldn't help laughing.

In the afternoon, in a vast green place at the foot of the mountain, there was a young and handsome monk riding a white horse, walking slowly on the mountain path.

It's strange to say that this monk eats and sleeps openly, but his skin is delicate and fair like a young girl, and his body is spotless.

If a practitioner looks closely, they will find that the monk's Zen staff and a robe in the package will wave a burst of fresh qi on the monk's body from time to time, making him as clean as ever, and his skin will not be burned and discolored by the sun.

"Amitabha, this mountain is very difficult to walk"

The monk wiped the sweat from his forehead and wanted to dismount and walk. I went to see the scene where half of his soul was lost, and in the place where the grass and trees were hidden, there was a colorful tiger, as if taking a nap.

The monk has lived in Chang'an Huasheng Temple since he was a child, and when he saw such a scene, he was so frightened that he fell off his horse on the spot, and inevitably made a sound.

"Whew......"

The colorful tiger woke up, got up suddenly, and roared in the sky, filled with the smell of blood.

"Save me, save me......"

The monk was in the grass, rolling and crawling, shouting for help.

"Evil animals, don't hurt people"

A sharp arrow burst through the air and struck the colorful tiger.

"Whew......"

The colorful tiger roared and fled.

"It's okay, it's okay......"

The monk sat on the ground, gasping for air.

The bushes were pushed away, revealing the figures of Liu Boqin, Liu Xi, and the ox.

Liu Boqin held a hard bow in his hand, and looked at the fleeing tiger in amazement, and it was the first time he had seen the tiger that fled immediately after being injured.

To be honest, if it weren't for the first aid person just now, he really didn't want to shoot the tiger, the tiger is the king of beasts, and it is not something that can be provoked casually.

Experienced hunters, as long as they are not forced to do so, will avoid going toe-to-toe with tigers.

"Thank you for the rescue"

I don't know when, the monk has already gotten up and saluted calmly, without the slightest panic just now.

Liu Boqin shook his hand, looking loyal.

"There, there, the elder is polite, it's getting late today, the mountains are dangerous, and when the old man is buried tomorrow, Liu personally sends the elder over the Two Realms Mountain."

When the monk heard this, his hands were folded, and his face was solemn.

"Amitabha, a poor monk, is a monk of Chang'an Huasheng Temple, the law name is Xuanzang, he is familiar with Buddhism, and he is willing to be a good man."

Liu Boqin had already invited Daoist Chu, so he wanted to refuse, but he thought that if there was one more master, the old man would be able to reincarnate as soon as possible, so he agreed.

"Thank You, Elder"

"Amitabha, monks, things within the boundary"

Xuanzang sang the Buddha horn again, and his expression was even more solemn.

"My home is not far from here, only five miles away, just talk, Elder, please"

Liu Boqin smiled and raised his hand.

"The Poor Monk's Horse"

Xuanzang turned to look.

"I'm Leading"

Liu Xi, who looks like a boy, came over with a white horse.

A group of three people, a horse and a cow, talked and walked on the mountain road.

When he walked to a forest, a man in green clothes suddenly walked out, unusually burly, holding a four-foot-long machete, which was even more powerful.

"Well, I opened this road, I planted this mountain, I want to pass by from here, and leave the road to sell money."

Liu Boqin, the leader of the three, arched his hand and said: "This eldest brother, I am the hunter in this mountain, and I am accompanied by a dog, a wandering monk, and there is no floating wealth. ”

The man in Tsing Yi, with his eyes narrowed, stared at the white horse and the ox, and said coldly: "Leave this horse and cow behind." ”

"No"

It was Xuanzang who made the noise.

"Hmm"

The man in Tsing Yi was covered with frost.

"This white horse is the foot power of the little monk given by the Tang King, and the camel monk learns scriptures from the west, and can't give it to you"

Xuanzang insisted.

"Scalpers, can't give it to you either"

Tong'er Liu Xi also said loudly.

Liu Boqin saw Xuanzang and his son's reaction, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet.

"This eldest brother must be passing by, lack of food, I have some bacon and mountain goods on this cattle, you take it, if it doesn't work, Liu can only accompany you to make one."

"By You"

The man in Tsing Yi smiled and rushed up, but he didn't use the knife, just added his fists and feet.

Liu Boqin was not an opponent at all, and he was beaten back again and again.

"Why do you only hit Liu's mouth?"

The man in Tsing Yi looked at Liu Boqin's swollen mouth that was beaten and sneered.

"It's your mouth that's hit"

Next, Liu Boqin received four or five more punches in the mouth, and one of his front teeth fell out.

The man in Tsing Yi seemed to have had enough, stepped aside, picked up the machete he had dropped, and walked away.

"Do you dare to leave your name?"

Liu Xi chased after him and shouted.

"Wu Song"

The man in Tsing Yi left his name and disappeared into the depths of the woods. 10