Youliang suddenly thought about it, and hurriedly opened the zipper of the travel bag under his feet, revealing a shivering Mei Niang

"I am also a person who is enthusiastic about caring for animals, this disabled old female cat Mei Niang has been adopted, no matter how difficult life is, as long as there is a mouthful of food, it is absolutely indispensable." Youliang stroked Mei Niang, showing the benevolent attitude of an animal protector, hoping to impress the Mr. Xue in front of him and avoid an uncertain life-and-death battle.

Mr. Xue glanced at Mei Niang, his face was slightly surprised, and he asked: "Qinling black civet cat, your Taoism is not yet hot, why are you still disabled, has he always protected and taken care of you?" ”

Mei Niang trembled and nodded.

Mr. Xue hesitated for a moment when he heard this, and finally softened his tone, and said: "In this case, I will keep you for the time being to see the after-effects, although you have the 'Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles' stunt, but you must remember that you must not kill animals indiscriminately." Xue has stayed on this Heng Mountain for two years, and the Buddhist scriptures have been thoroughly studied, and it is time to leave, and he is ready to go to the Changdao Temple of Qingcheng Mountain Mixed Yuan Peak first, and you will go with me. ”

"It's good, I'm willing to go together." At this moment, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief in my conscience, and when I saw Mei Niang's frightened eyes, I knew that Mr. Xue was by no means an idle person, and it was really possible that he was a master of the world as the old hedgehog said. I have also been in the temple for many years, knowing that the "Tripitaka Sutra" is a collection of Buddhist classics, referred to as the "Tripitaka Sutra", I heard Master Yidu say that it includes more than 1,600 books in total, more than 7,000 volumes, and many great monks can not read it in their lifetimes, and this Mr. Xue has studied thoroughly in only two years, just like a god.

"Have you ever been to Hengshan before?" Mr. Xue took a sip of tea.

"Nope."

"The land in front of the hall is called 'Lingtian', there are phosphorescent fireflies overflowing the surface of the earth every autumn night, although it is not yet the season, but it is also very beneficial to the cultivators to clear their minds and calm their minds, tonight you and Mei Niang are also resting in this Lingtian, and go down the mountain together tomorrow morning." Mr. Xue got up and left.

When he walked away, Youliang whispered to Mei Niang: "You seem to be very afraid of this Mr. Xue, is he very powerful?" ”

"Meow." Mei Niang nodded vigorously.

It was getting late, and Youliang and Mei Niang walked to this so-called "spiritual field" and meditated cross-legged. When he gradually calmed down, he felt that something was different, and there seemed to be an unknown old yin aura underground, ready to move. In the yin eye, it seems that occasionally a very small trace of phosphorescence escapes from the surface, strange, what is this?

When I was in the Buddha Cliff Temple, there was a deserted grave in a nearby village under the back mountain, and on summer nights, you could often see phosphorus fire floating in the air, which was a phenomenon of spontaneous combustion when the bones of dead people decomposed. There are a lot of corpses buried under this "spiritual field", and when Youliang was thinking about it in his head, his body suddenly shivered, and the "devouring yin needle" had another attack at an inopportune time.

His hands, feet, and body gradually froze, and just as he gradually lost consciousness, he felt those traces of phosphorescent yin qi slowly burrowing into his body from his perineum acupoint, and he didn't know that it was the "bardo corpse sucking Dafa" sucking the underground yin qi by itself.

As the old yin qi of the underground gradually replenished, his mind always retained a trace of lucidity, and he did not pass out as before, although his body was still stiff and covered with a layer of white frost. It seems that this "spiritual field" can help him resist the invasion of the cold, his mind is still active, but unfortunately his body can't move at all, Mei Niang also discovered this unusual change, and looked at him in surprise.

The day dawned, the cold gradually faded, Youliang's body regained consciousness, he slowly stretched his muscles and bones, feeling extraordinarily energetic, and couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, if he couldn't combine the two needles in the future, as long as he stayed on this spiritual field when he was sick, he would not die.

At this moment, the monks of the Tibetan scripture hall have begun to do morning classes, and there are bursts of "dede" wooden fish and the sound of chanting scriptures in the hall.

After breakfast, Mr. Xue said goodbye to Abbot Gukong, and then took the two of them all the way down the mountain, and looked back at the Lingtian in front of the Tibetan Scripture Hall with reluctance, thinking that he was afraid that he would come back.

In a famous restaurant in front of Chengdu Railway Station, Mr. Xue and Youliang came in to take a look, but unfortunately it was just in time for lunch, and the diners were bustling, and even the seats were full.

Mr. Xue frowned and complained: "Now that the population is increasing, the resources in the world are all grabbed by human beings, and they are about to be exhausted, and it is so difficult to even find a place to eat. ”

A waiter approached and said: "I'm sorry for the two, it's now the Chengdu tour of China's eight major cuisines, and it's full every day, if you don't mind, you can share the table." ”

The two of them were arranged at a large table of ten people, and there were just two empty seats left, so they had no choice but to sit down, and the group of people who dined at the same table were well-dressed, and the dishes were sumptuous and generous, looking like business people.

Mr. Xue casually ordered a few plates of traditional Sichuan dishes, including Kung Pao Waist Block, Three Silk Squid, Braised Assorted Pork Mix, Fish-flavored Shredded Pork and Husband and Wife Lung Slices, etc., it seems that he is also quite rich. Mei Niang sat on Youliang's lap, this time she was particularly reserved, sandwiching a piece to eat a piece, never taking the initiative to stretch out her claws, her eyes still glanced at Mr. Xue from time to time, and she didn't dare to take a step beyond Lei Chi.

"It's so delicious, we didn't come to Chengdu in vain this time, and we have tasted all eight major cuisines." The group of people on the opposite side feasted and shouted noisily.

"Hmph, what's so good about the eight major cuisines, it's worthless in Xue's eyes." Mr. Xue's penchant for argumentation was revealed again.

The person on the other side was not convinced, and sneered.

"The eight cuisines are the essence of traditional Chinese cuisine, which concentrates the folk customs and wisdom of various places, what reason do you have to belittle it like this?"

"Yes, we'd like to hear what you have to say."

Mr. Xue snorted and said not to be outdone: "Okay, then let's talk about this Sichuan cuisine first." Due to geographical reasons, a basin has circled the eyes and tastes of Sichuan people, and the long-term conservative even thinks that spicy is everything in life, and even no spicy rice can be made. The reason why Sichuan cuisine is spicy is that Sichuan people are reluctant to throw away the overnight dishes, and deliberately add spicy to cover up their rancid taste, so the essence of Sichuan cuisine shows the characteristics of poverty and stinginess of the people in the western inland basin. In Sichuan, the more backward the place, the heavier the taste, with spicy stimulation of taste buds, paralyzing the brain and forgetting the poverty and embarrassment in reality. ”

The group of people on the other side were stunned for a moment when they heard Mr. Xue's remarks, and then retorted one after another.

"Then what about this Hui dish?" The older man on the opposite side gestured to the plates of dishes in front of him.

"Hui cuisine is salty, mainly mountain goods, full of village atmosphere. Its saltiness is the same as the 'spicy' of Sichuan and Hunan cuisine, both of which are for a dish to be saved for several days, the difference is that salty is to make the dish slow down, and spicy is to make up for the bad food, both of which are extremely stingy characteristics. In particular, the Hui dishes are like being pulled out from the big iron pot of firewood in the countryside, and the smell of firewood is too heavy, shriveled and waterless, and the saltiness is surprisingly salty, and it cannot be put on the table. ”

At this moment, even the diners at the table next to them leaned their heads to listen.

"So, what about Lu cuisine, even the Diaoyutai State Guesthouse in Beijing is based on this cuisine."

Mr. Xue smiled: "It's extremely vulgar, it's hard to swallow, just like its name 'Lu Cai', it's simple and stupid, and it's very simple." It is needless to say that it is good at being an animal in the water, and it is needless to say that it is necessary to increase the flavor of onions and garlic, but look at this 'animal offal, green onion and garlic' to know the low status of Lu Daolu cuisine, revealing the essence of Shandong people since ancient times. Alas, the once glorious pre-Qin Qilu culture has long been lost, which is really embarrassing. ”

As soon as these words came out, the people around him immediately blamed angrily, some gloated, and some did not say a word and ate their own stuffy food. The group on the other side turned red, so angry that they lost their appetite.

An old man shook his head and stepped forward, speaking a Lingnan Mandarin and said: "This gentleman is right, only our Cantonese cuisine in Guangdong is okay among the eight major cuisines in China, which is quite violent." ”

Mr. Xue glanced at him and rebuked angrily: "Phew, although the Cantonese cuisine is fresh and fine, and the skills are excellent, but cats, snakes, lizards, sandworms, civets, and cats are all in the stomach, and there is no distinction between raw and cooked, which is the primitive habit of the Baiyue aborigines in the old days, which is simply a blasphemy of modern civilization and fully embodies the barbaric behavior of human beings who are thirsty for killing." ”

"You, you" The old man was dumbfounded when he heard this, and almost turned his back on him, and was helped down by his companions.

"You are also arrogant, are you the number one gourmand in the world? Chinese food is world-famous, and it is said to be the next three indiscriminate. "Someone was angry.

"I think he's a madman." There was also a fat woman munching on a saliva chicken shouting at the back of the crowd.

"Comrade, why do you belittle the eight cuisines like this? Are you still an upright Chinese? The old man on the other side asked sternly.

Mr. Xue sneered twice and said-for-tat: "Decent Chinese? You take a mirror and look at yourself, one by one is extremely ugly, do you still dare to call yourself Chinese? The faces of your ancestors have been disgraced to you. ”

This sentence suddenly exploded, and people were immediately indignant, and some young people even rolled up their arms and sleeves to move roughly.

Youliang hurriedly pulled the corner of Mr. Xue's clothes in private, but he was not moved at all.

The waiter ran over to persuade the round: "Everyone is eating, don't hurt the harmony." ”

Mr. Xue sighed and said, "Look at these male men, they are generally short-legged and long-legged, either fat heads and big ears or roe deer-headed rats, how can there be a tall person?" Or it's like a calcium deficiency, with narrow chest and shoulders, hunched over, weak muscles, thin and curved legs, no buttocks at all, and a head with unsmooth facial features, which is extremely obscene. The one who has been married is only a beer belly, and the two large pieces of fat on the chest are soft and can't stand up, and the whole is a big duck pear. The same is true for thin people, with flat buttocks, no gluteal muscles, the general thickness of the waist and hips, and the trouser eyes are pierced to the last one, and they still can't be tied and dragged straight down, and they are not like women with big hip bones who can hang their pants. The main thing is that the calves are short, the trousers formed by bending the knees are very low, and wearing pants of any style is ugly and unshaped. Let's look at a few men over there, the suit on the upper body is quite straight, but the lower body seems to be equipped with a prosthetic, which is always shriveled and crooked, and the knee of the trousers is about to be next to the top of the foot, and he is pretending to hold a black leather handbag. Chinese women are always better than men, at least they occupy the point of petite and exquisite, which can be regarded as more exquisite. ”

Mr. Xue's shocking remarks triggered a backlash, and people blushed and shouted, foaming at the sky.

Several of the ladies agreed with Mr. Xue's remarks, so much so that they came forward to openly express their support, and they all complained bitterly, complaining that there were few decent men in today's society.