"I'll take you Lemon ~ I'll put you Lemon ~ I'll put you ~ Lai ~~ Meng!"

Wei Yuan felt that it was not right, and he had to sing it to him like the monk in the temple. I have to be vague, so that others can't hear what I'm reading.

Another is that whether it is a monk or a Taoist priest chanting scriptures or a small trader shouting along the street, it is the kind of chanting that stretches the ups and downs, because as long as the way is right, it will not tire the voice.

After shouting for several hours, a ritual for several days in a row, ordinary people really can't stand it.

It's just that Wei Yuan didn't understand the monk's tone, so he found a tune by himself, one moment rock, one moment jazz, one moment folk, and one moment yodelian singing. It's been a long time before it stops!

The chicken leg looked sad, and the two airplane ears were tightly attached to the back of his head, this trick was learned from the stupid rabbit.

Wei Yuan saw the touching scene, and he didn't know that his stupid rabbit was like this?

When the old village chief heard this sigh full of emotion, he couldn't help but sigh: The little master is really compassionate and compassionate! Even the great monks he saw in the city when he was young did not have such compassion as the little master!

When he left the next day, Wei Yuan's bamboo pipe was stuffed with a number of potatoes by the old village chief.

Wei Yuan was shocked, "Where did this thing come from?"

The old village chief said that he didn't know the specifics, and the legend was that when the Great Zhou Dynasty was founded three hundred years ago, a monk who traveled east and crossed the sea brought it back from the overseas Rakshasa country. Because it does not pick the ground, has a high yield, and is cold-tolerant, it is planted in many places.

Wei Yuan then remembered that there was a goose stewed sweet potato in the restaurant under the county seat before!

At the time, I was used to it and didn't care, but now that I saw the whole potato, I remembered the stubble.

According to Wei Yuan's understanding, this world is not normal, there is an evil Rakshasa country to the north, but where it is not Russians, it is said that it is not a human country.

Overseas there are such Rakshasa ghost markets, mermaid countries, daughter countries, gentleman countries, intestinal country, black tooth country, white Republic of China, lady country, two-faced country, dog seal country...... There are countries and human settlements on the western continent, but more often than not, they are the territories of non-human races.

In the whole world, only this land of Shenzhou can be regarded as a paradise for human beings, at least it once was. Elsewhere there has always been a mix of people and heterogeneous......

Wei Yuan left, and the old and young masters in the village came out to see him off, according to the village chief, this little master has helped the village a lot, and the village chief didn't say anything specific.

At this time, the villagers hugged Wei Yuan and walked towards the entrance of the village, while still discussing yesterday's dog meat soup with each other, saying that they had not eaten such a fragrant meal for many years, and if the bones were still there, they would have to boil the soup today.

The old village chief and the old hunter had green faces, and I am afraid that they would have to keep this secret and take it to the coffin.

Wei Yuan comforted in a low voice: "The village chief doesn't have to mind, Li Gou'er will leave this matter to me." I will bury his skull properly. When the time comes, you will say that Li Gou'er may have gone out......"

Wei Yuan was also owed, and when he got up in the morning, he was refreshed, and suddenly saw the skulls on the ground, and remembered that he forgot to put them away yesterday.

As a result, I don't know if his "chanting excess" has an effect, and this ordinary skull actually has a strange energy.

Wei Yuan's heart moved, and he pressed his hand and tried it, but as a result, he directly refined it into a solid skull bone bead the size of a glass bead!

How can this be explained to the old village chief and others? The recitation of the sutra for a night has been condensed?

simply said that he wanted to take the skull away and bury it alone, and the old village chief was naturally not happy.

In other words, this miniature solid little skull is delicate like a handicraft, what is the use?

Wei Yuan knew the so-called human parietal bone number beads.

Wu Song in the Water Margin once got two iron ring knives and a string of human parietal bones and beads in the black shop of Sun Erniang and Zhang Qing on the cross slope.

This is a ritual instrument of the Western Regions Tantra, which was made from the parietal bones of the monks after their deaths. Not everyone has it, it is said that only high-ranking monks have it, which is very rare.

This thing should be different, but it's a little similar.

Wei Yuan remembered the Divine Soldier Bean he had refined, did this thing have a head?

Forget it, let's keep it for now.

Wei Yuan's harvest this time was not this unknown thing, but a piece of skin.

This is a palm-sized black and yellow hairy dog skin, Wei Yuan looked around the old village chief several times in the morning, and always felt that those rags were not very good. At last glance, I saw the dog skin still hanging on the tree, and asked for such a small piece. It is estimated that the remaining old village will burn.

When the dogskin was brought to the wrist, the embrace-like embodiment of Katsuko moved, and the leather bag was rolled up and put next to the other rags, obviously different materials, from linen to cotton to silk brocade, to leather and fur, and they quickly merged together.

And it turned out to be as if it was born as one, there was no trace of splicing and sewing, but it still looked like it was in different colors......

Wei Yuan nodded, and said proudly: "This is the perfect combination of fur and leather and silk fabrics, and I can go to Paris to participate in the fashion designer competition! Anyway, the more abnormal it is, the more clever the designer is!"

It's a pity that it's too small, and it's not enough to be a sleeve!

In addition, Wei Yuan felt that when he woke up, the effect of the golden bell jar seemed to have strengthened a little.

He tapped his arm with his staff, and there was a faint sound of metal. Doesn't seem to be an illusion?!

The current principle of Wei Yuan's golden bell jar is still unclear, but every time after "subduing demons and eliminating demons", it will always become stronger.

The Golden Bell Jar is like a passive ability, forming a thin film on his body, which can effectively reduce and block damage. Even the internal organs have a strong strengthening and protective effect.

It's just that if you want to strengthen the viscera, you need Wei Yuan to vibrate this membrane and let the membrane vibrate to exercise the viscera.

That is, you have to speak, yell, or sing loudly.

Talking loudly and yelling will make you look like a fool, and Wei Yuan chooses to sing.

Chicken thighs are hard to decide!

Erha is very enthusiastic, often singing in chorus. Attract Wei Yuan to kick it!

......

Zhao Laohan is sixty-six years old this year, and he is already very old in this world, but his body is still strong, but this is not a blessing. Living a long time means suffering a lot of sin.

At this time, Zhao Laohan was hoeing grass in the field. The rain was good this year, but there were a lot of weeds in the fields as a result.

He himself cultivated some land on some small flat land in the mountains, hoping to grow a little vegetables and a lot of grain. Now that the autumn harvest is coming, this dish is also going to be harvested, and it looks gratifying.

He raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and looked at the hill with his hoe. The years had carved a deep mark on his face, and there was no movement to be seen in his cloudy eyes.

He lost his father at an early age, and within a few years of his mother's remarriage, his mother also died of illness. He is known as the broom star of his father and mother, and was kicked out of the house by his stepfather to beg for a living.

In the end, he stopped in a small village near the mountains outside the county, because he was down-to-earth and willing to work, he also married a wife and had children.

When the eldest son was 12 years old, he was pecked open by a strange bird outside the village and sucked the brain marrow and died, and the youngest daughter was eaten by an unknown monster on the mountain when she was four years old, and there were only huge scratches and blood stains on the scene.

The wife went crazy and died two years later. The only remaining second son was beaten violently two years ago because he collided with the caravan of the merchant gang, and he was carried home vomiting blood and died for three days.

finally raised to the age of sixteen, and the only remaining child was slapped and beaten to death because he blocked the carriage of other people's goods.

Life is so cruel to Zhao Laohan, and there are thousands of people in this world like Zhao Laohan who suffer silently, live silently, and have no hope and joy.

Zhao Laohan took a breath of relief, and started working again, and if he finished it early, he might be able to get two loads of dry firewood for a few pennies.

If you can't do it one day, it's time for you to go down. Xu is mother-in-law and children are waiting for themselves!

Suddenly, he seemed to hear someone singing!

The song echoed in the mountains, and the sound did not disperse, and it came slowly and I don't know how far, but it was still so clear.

I'm going to go from south to north

I'm going to go from white to black

I want people to see me

But don't know who I am

If you see I'm a little tired

Please pour me a bowl of water

Suppose you're already in love with me

Please kiss me on the mouth~

......

What are these lyrics singing, Zhao Laohan didn't understand too much. He didn't know a single word, and the songs he listened to were all country slang.

The days in the countryside have become more and more miserable these years, and no one has sung for a long time, so think about it, I'm afraid I haven't heard anyone sing for ten years.

With the appearance of the song, it was not long before a man appeared on the mountain beam.

The man was dressed in a half-worn moon-white monk's robe and carried a bamboo bamboo with a canopy on his back. Although it was already autumn, and the autumn tiger was powerful, the monk was striding relaxed, and there was no heat or tiredness at all.

After a while, the monk had approached. Zhao Laohan is not dazzled or deaf, and he is blessed. But he felt that he was living a sin.

At this time, he could see clearly that the monk was very good-looking, as white as those old men who crossed the horse and paraded the streets, and the monk's robe on his body and the monk's shoes under his feet were also spotless.

That monk made people feel like an immortal, which couldn't help but make Zhao Laohan a little nervous.

This monk looks so young, but he is even more imposing than the great monk in the temple. And a normal monk, how can anyone hurrying on the mountain beam? Could it be a fairy?!

......

Wei Yuan looked down at the old man who was standing in a small area of cultivated fields halfway up the mountain, a little nervous, and asked, "Uncle, what kind of boundary is this?

Zhao Laohan was awakened by a word, and hurriedly said carefully: "Holy monk, this is Yanghu Mountain, and it is still more than thirty miles away from the county seat!"

Wei Yuan walked down the steep mountain wall easily, his steps were light, and the sixty-degree slope was not a problem at all.

When Zhao Laohan saw it, he felt that this little monk was extraordinary.

Wei Yuan said: "Don't call me a holy monk, I'm just a monk." You can just call me Monk Wuji. ”

Zhao Laohan was so frightened that he hurriedly bent over, "I used to listen to dramas, that's what it was called." ”

The chicken leg yawned: What kind of drama did this old man listen to? Isn't it "Journey to the West"!

Zhao Laohan looked at it, why was there an orange fat cat lying on the monk's bamboo pipe?

Eh, how do you have three tails?

Zhao Laohan hurriedly rubbed his eyes and looked at it again: Ah, I saw it wrong, one. I should have fainted from the heat!

Zhao Laohan remembered the song he could hear just now, and he understood two lyrics, one was "pour me water", and the other was a kiss.

Zhao Laohan hurriedly said: "If Monk Wuji is thirsty, Lao Han has water here." So saying, he hurriedly walked to the side of the mountain under the low tree, where there was a jug tied with rope.

Wei Yuan thanked: "Then thank you, uncle." ”

Wei Yuan took out his own bamboo tube and took a bamboo tube of water from Zhao Laohan's water tank.

Drink half of it first, then pour water in the palm of your hand to quench your thirst.

At this moment, I saw a black and white canine sprang out of the "thorn ridge" at the foot of the mountain, running all the way to the mountainside with dust. Zhao Laohan hurriedly picked up the hoe and wanted to fight this beast desperately.

Wei Yuan hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't panic, old man, this is what I raised...... Ahem, mount!"

After saying that, Wei Yuan regretted it, I heard that riding a dog has a rotten crotch!