The next day, the little monk woke up early, the monks were still asleep, and the little monk walked lightly to Chen Yang's side. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 He thought that Chen Yang was asleep, and said to Chen Yang in a low voice: "Donor, thank you for showing me the direction, I will definitely get the scriptures back." ”

The little monk bowed to Chen Yang, then turned around and left.

Chen Yang slowly opened his eyes, looked at the cautious little monk who walked every step, and watched his figure gradually leave the main hall and leave the Pure Land Temple.

Chen Yang stood up, glanced down at the monks, and shook his head with a sneer. The figure slowly disappeared from the main hall.

Chen Yang didn't leave even a single steamed bun for these monks, they had hands and feet, but they would only wait for death in the temple, even if they waited for death, they didn't know how to go out to find food, and even asked a seven or eight-year-old monk to find food for them. Chen Yang is not a savior, nor is he a benevolent heart. The heavy responsibility of hanging the pot to help the world should be handed over to the Buddha.

The little monk walked from the early morning sky to the scorching sun, a small face was already covered with sweat, holding a branch in his right hand, walking in the uninhabited wilderness.

"Little monk." Chen Yang, who had been following behind him, suddenly shouted.

The little monk's vision was a little blurred at this time, and when he heard this voice, he turned his head with some difficulty. When he saw that it was Chen Yang, his little face was full of surprise.

"Donor, why are you here?" The little monk asked suspiciously.

Chen Yang smiled: "You little monk, why did you leave without even saying hello?" ”

The little monk scratched his head and said, "I saw that you were sleeping, and I couldn't sleep, so I wanted to hurry up early and retrieve the scriptures as soon as possible." ”

Chen Yang rolled his eyes and said, "You are an anxious person, then let me ask you, do you know where to learn the scriptures?" ”

The little monk shook his head.

"You don't know where to go to learn the scriptures, why are you in such a hurry? Isn't this useless work? Chen Yang was speechless.

The little monk was a little embarrassed, and immediately asked, "Then where should I go to get the scriptures?" ”

Chen Yang said: "You are going in the right direction. All the way to the west, 108,000 miles, is the West Heaven Da Lei Yin Temple, just go there to get the scriptures. ”

The little monk folded his hands and bent over Chen Yang. said: "Thank you, donor." ”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

This little monk really doesn't have any eyesight, he has come here, and he obviously wants to go with him, but he can't even see this. Chen Yang was made out of temper by this little monk.

Chen Yang walked up. Just walk next to the little monk.

The little monk tilted his head and asked, "Donor, where are you going?" ”

Chen Yang said: "I'll go with you." ”

The little monk was pleasantly surprised: "Really? ”

Chen Yang couldn't help but roll his eyes again and said, "Is it interesting for me to lie to you as a child?" If it is true, it is true. ”

The little monk scratched his head a little embarrassed, and then said worriedly: "However, there are demons and monsters along the way, donor, you and I are together, what if you are eaten by monsters?" ”

Chen Yang couldn't help but laugh, this little monk is really interesting and kind enough. It's just that kindness is a little too much.

"Even if you meet a youkai, the youkai will only eat you, not me."

The little monk was puzzled: "Why?" ”

"Because you have fine skin and tender meat, a little bit of Yuanyang has not been leaked." Chen Yang said: "In the future, there will be many monsters who want to eat you." ”

The little monk was a little scared and said, "Is my meat delicious?" ”

Chen Yang nodded very seriously and said, "Well, in the eyes of the monsters, your meat is the most delicious." ”

The little monk trembled with fright, and his pace slowed down a lot.

Chen Yang noticed it. Pretended to ask casually, "What's wrong?" Scared? It's too late to be scared now, I can send you back. ”

"No, I'm not going back." The little monk's face was full of firmness, and he knew that there were tigers in the mountains. The firm look that was biased towards Hushan Xing, even Chen Yang couldn't help but be moved when he saw it.

Chen Yang asked, "Aren't you afraid that the monsters will eat you?" ”

To Chen Yang's surprise, the little monk nodded and said, "I'm afraid, but I want to retrieve the scriptures." If I can retrieve the scriptures, even if I am eaten by a youkai, it will be worth it. ”

Chen Yang felt more and more that this little monk was not ordinary, and asked, "Do those people have anything to do with you?" The only people who get the scriptures back will benefit from those who have nothing to do with you. ”

"It's okay, but since there's a way to make their lives better, I'm going to do it." When the little monk said this, a touch of solemnity appeared on his face that Chen Yang admired.

"Who taught you all these things?"

"Nobody taught me."

No one teaches?

Damn, it seems that although the golden cicada has no memory of reincarnation, that universal compassion is engraved into the bones, and I am afraid that even if it is reincarnated a hundred times, there is no way to erase it.

Chen Yang asked, "Are you hungry?" ”

The little monk was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Hungry." ”

Chen Yang conjured up two steamed buns, handed them to him, and said, "Eat." ”

Seeing him play a trick, the little monk took out two steamed buns and asked, "This steamed bun is still hot, are you a fairy?" ”

Chen Yang said: "I'm not a god, the steamed buns are hot because the weather is hot and the sun is shining." ”

Chen Yang pretended to tease his loose clothes, and a large bag hung from his waist, which was full of steamed buns. The little monk was stunned.

"So many steamed buns!" The little monk opened his mouth and took a big bite, "I don't know what senior brother they eat?" ”

"Smack!"

Chen Yang patted him on the back of the head and said, "Little brat, I can't take care of myself, and I still have that idleness." ”

The little monk touched his head and muttered, "I don't know if when I get the scriptures and go back, Senior Brother, they will still be there." ”

Chen Yang saw that he was such a virgin, he was both helpless and sighing.

"I left them food when I left, they won't die of hunger, don't worry."

The little monk suddenly looked at Chen Yang happily and said, "Really? ”

Chen Yang said with a dark face: "Do you think I look like a liar?" ”

The little monk shook his head again and again and said, "It's not like that." ”

"Hurry up and eat, hurry up when you're done." Chen Yang grabbed a steamed bun, took a bite, felt tasteless, and was about to throw it away, and was worried that the little monk would see it, so he was embarrassed to himself, so he put it in the bag on his waist. Then he turned into a chicken leg and took a big bite.

The little monk smelled the smell of meat, looked up and saw Chen Yang eating chicken legs, Chen Yang saw him looking at himself, stretched out the chicken legs, and said, "Want to eat?" ”

The little monk hurriedly shook his head, "Don't dare, don't dare." ”

Chen Yang smiled: "Don't dare, or don't want to?" ”

"No ......"

Chen Yang reminded: "Little monk, monks can't tell lies. ”

The little monk swallowed the steamed bun in his mouth, gritted his teeth, and said, "Don't dare." ”

Chen Yang shook the greasy chicken leg and said, "Eat, there is no one here, and no one knows if you eat it." ”

The little monk stared at the chicken leg for a long time, and finally shook his head, turned away from looking, and continued to eat the tasteless steamed bun in his hand. (To be continued.) )