I followed the master and walked towards the mountain, looking back at my father, who had been watching outside the door, until I couldn't see it.

I sighed very unpleasantly.

"What's the sigh of the child?" The master's hand is a burst.

I rubbed my head and protested, "Who cares about the hell or people pooping and peeing?" I just sighed..."

The master smiled and said: "I can't control this emotion, and I still want to go to the demon and catch the ghost?" When you are older, you will know that separation is the normal part of life. ”

Although I didn't understand, I saw that the master rarely said a serious word, so I didn't refute it. When he walked to no man's land, the master released the paper horse.

Compared to the first surprise and fear. I didn't feel anything this time.

In the evening, I returned to the Cave of the Immortals. No one lived in it for half a month, and there was a musty smell in the cave.

The master doesn't care and falls asleep. I couldn't stand it anymore and started cleaning. When I was on the bed, I heard the Buddha's palm jumping up by the stove, pointing at the stove with an angry face.

I walked over, put the Buddha's palm in my arms, and asked, "What's wrong?" Who messed with you again? ”

The Buddha's palms gestured with both hands, jumped down from my arms again, and pulled my trouser legs towards the stove.

I smiled and stretched out my head to see that many snacks hidden by the Buddha's palm before, peanuts, walnuts, etc., had now become a pile of shells. No wonder this little guy is scurrying around.

I hurriedly comforted and touched the Buddha's palm, moved all the food I brought from home, and threw myself in front of the Buddha's palm. The Buddha's palm stopped a little, and the thief turned around the cave several times, finding a secret place to hide the things again.

Then he tilted his head and guarded the side, and his little head pecked at the rice little by little.

The night gradually fell silent. I sat cross-legged on the bed with peace of mind. Buddhism's mental method emphasizes tranquility and mental stability.

The Bodhicitta is the foundation of the Buddhist Dharma, and the Bodhi tree is the guide, imprinted in the mind, and can be visualized from time to time. to comprehend the creation of heaven and earth. The profundity of the Dharma.

This time the matter of the Chen family's grandfather also made me a little more determined in my cultivation heart, if not for anything else, but to protect the people I want to protect.

"Tsk... Ji... There was a slight noise coming from the stove.

The Buddha's palm opened his eyes very alertly, and tiptoed to the stove, where something seemed to be buried under the pile of fruit shells, and it was arching upwards with all its might.

The Buddha palm looked at the husks all over the ground, and felt uncomfortable, plus this real murderer actually dared to steal food at the door? So he hung upside down on the stone wall, waiting for the thief to reveal his true face.

After a while, a small pointed head stretched out from the pile of fruit shells, and the slightly damp nose kept moving, and then a pair of small bean-like eyes stared straight in the direction of the Buddha's palm to hide the food.

The Buddha's palm was also calm, and his eyes were burning as he looked at the little head exposed in the pile of fruit shells.

Seeing that there was no movement around, the thief scurried up, revealing his true face. It turned out to be a big snow-white mouse, like a little squirrel, looked around, and quickly ran over like food.

Those snacks are the most beloved things of the Buddha's palm, and I am reluctant to eat them and hide them, and now I have met this thief.

His foot kicked the mountain wall violently, and his whole body pounced on the big rat that was stealing food like an arrow from the string.

The rat was also alert, and when he saw that there seemed to be a movement above his head, he moved his body quickly, turned the crooked line and ran to the place where he hid food with a smile.

Man dies for money, and birds die for food. It seems that this big fat mouse is a foodie, otherwise he would not have seen the situation so clearly and wanted to steal food.

Seeing that the blow missed, the Buddha screamed in a hurry, and bowed his body to attack the mouse.

The monkey and the rat made a fuss in the cave, and finally the cave was turned upside down.

The master was sleeping soundly, and he was woken up violently, and walked to the hall of the stone cave with a displeased face, taking advantage of the fact that the mouse was not paying attention, he grabbed the mouse as soon as he stretched out his hand, and slipped his tail, "It's just that you are a little thing who spared the Buddha's dream, and you can't find death?" ”

Seeing that the thief was caught, the Buddha jumped on the master's shoulder in relief and reached out to poke the head of the mouse.

The rat was carried upside down by the master, and he couldn't break free, and he kept screaming. The short front paws clenched together and swung vigorously towards the master.

The master smiled: "You little thing is a little interesting, you actually know how to beg for mercy?" ”

The rat chirped again.

The master said, "Can you let it go?" Tell me where you're from? You must know that the Buddha on this mountain has arranged a formation, and ordinary people can't get in, let alone a mouse? ”

Rats chirped. The master listened and nodded from time to time.

After I finished the work, I happened to see this scene and asked curiously, "Master, do you still know how to speak rats?" ”

"Everything in the world, but whoever speaks, has a mind." The master's answer was ambiguous.

I didn't care and asked, "What about the dog?" What about cats? What about monkeys? Can all the masters talk to them? ”

The master was a little speechless, "Who has nothing to do to talk to the beast." Besides, the mind is a mysterious thing, you should be a weed on the side of the road, any one of them? ”

After speaking, he threw the white mouse into my arms, turned around and went back to make up for sleep, "Give me your monkey and this mouse, if you quarrel again, the Buddha sleeps, stew and eat..."

It's strange to say, I don't know if the rat was scared by the master's words? Or am I a natural affinity? The rat didn't leave after being thrown into my arms by the master.

This time the Buddha's palm is gone, it used to be exclusive to me in my arms, but now it is occupied by a mouse, so it also jumped into my arms and occupied a place.

I couldn't laugh or cry, so I could only hold a mouse in one hand and a monkey in the other, and obediently go back to my room to sleep.

The rat seemed to have identified the fairy cave, and he didn't go anywhere, so he ate and drank in the fairy cave with peace of mind.

It's just that the rats don't eat in vain, and often lead us to the woods to look for game, and find one accurate.

Time flies, and time is like a song. Three years and three years, in the blink of an eye, it slipped away quietly like a white horse.

At this time, I was 18 years old, and my height had grown to 1.8 meters. Xu is a perennial exercise, and his body is more athletic than that of people of the same age. But it's not an exaggerated muscular man, and his body is relatively well-proportioned. The whole body is full of youthful vitality. and a yearning for the outside world.

The master always said that as long as I was eighteen years old, I could go down the mountain, and the sky would be high and the sea would be wide for me to break through, and I would no longer care about my practice.

I stood on the high slope outside the fairy cave and shouted to the mountain, "Today I am eighteen years old..."

"Eighteen years old..."

"Eighteen years old..."

There was a fainter and weaker echo that responded to me. Standing on my left shoulder is a huge white mouse called Buddha Yin. Standing on my right shoulder is a small monkey called Buddha's palm.

They followed my example and shouted their voices into the depths of the mountains.

"Tsk... Ji... Tsk..."

"Squeak... Chirping... Squeak..."