Although the black gas on the master's body looks faint, it is very conspicuous, and I hate that kind of breath, I don't know why, when I saw those black gases, my heart jumped violently, as if I was scared. The master told me that there were some poor guys in the deep pool who needed the master to go over, and these injuries were also scratched by stones after the master fell.

Poor guy, I don't know what the poor guy in the master's mouth looks like, but since that time, the master will come back with some injuries every once in a while, but fortunately, the master is also proficient in medical skills, and can always find suitable herbs in this mountain, it is amazing that after these herbs are applied to the wound, the master is not only much better, but the black gas on his body is also much lighter, in fact, I have been hesitating to tell the master about the black gas. But since this black gas has begun to fade, then I won't talk about it for the time being, because I always feel that these black qi are not a good thing, and the master should not like to listen to me.

The two of us have a cloth bag. There were two scriptures inside, and a dark red wooden fish, and the rest was the master's beautiful robe. There are even shiny silk threads on the robe, the master said that those silk threads are pure gold, pure gold, I have heard the villagers say that the gold, but also show that very eager look, but can not eat, I don't know why people like the thing called gold so much, but today it seems that the gold thread on the master's robe is still quite good-looking. To be honest, I can't wait to know when the master will pass this robe to me.

In fact, I also asked the master what is called the wooden fish, and the master told me that the fish does not fit day and night, so the wood is carved like a fish, and it is used to admonish the day and night thinking about the Tao, and the mystery is mysterious, and the scriptures say the same, and said that the wooden fish was not our Buddhism at the beginning, but from an alternative cultivator called Taoism, but I don't care about this, in fact, I have seen the master knock on this wooden fish, that is I am still small, at least smaller than now, there were many monks in the temple at that time, the master is knocking on this wooden fish, while giving everyone a lecture, in my opinion, the master at that time was really good-looking, although what I usually say is what I usually listen to and bored, but those other monks listened to it and were fascinated, is it that good...... The master seems to be quite likable......

I clearly remember that this wooden fish was not like this before, how did it become like this now, it actually dropped a piece of the boss on one side, and I was really distressed at the time. Muyu, Muyu, it must be that the master knocked too hard, if it were me, it would not have been knocked like this, it was really distressing.

As for those two scriptures, since I was a child, the master has been holding these scriptures to tell me stories, and I have heard the stories in them hundreds of times until now, but the master told me that to be a monk, you have to recite the scriptures, otherwise you will not be a monk......! At that time, I said, I can memorize these two books, do I still want to read them, and the master asked me if I had dinner yesterday, do I still want to eat today......?

Later, I secretly found out that in fact, the master will also memorize the content of this scripture, and the memorization is smoother than mine, forget it, just chant the scriptures, the master seems to have really made no mistakes, listen to the master's right......

Today we finally walked out of the mountain, but when I saw the empty village outside, I couldn't be happy, and the master was not happy, so I wanted to take the master back to the mountain, where there were beautiful flowers, delicious fruits, and big tigers to play with me, there were no people here, I didn't like it here, and it was uncomfortable to look at...... I also don't like to see the master uncomfortable.

At last I saw people in a village, but they were so hungry and thin that they couldn't even speak. The master asked me to take out all the dried fruits in the cloth bag and distribute them to everyone, and everyone was crazy at that time, and almost even I ate them, but I was not afraid, and the master said that he wanted to go out and find something to eat, and give it to these people, otherwise these people would really starve to death.

The master and I had already walked around the village, and we couldn't find anything to eat except for a few villagers who were just as hungry as before, and the bark of the trees at the edge of the village was all stripped clean along the way. My master and I didn't eat for two days, and I didn't even have the strength to walk, so the master carried me forward step by step, and I asked the master if we were going back to the mountains, but the master didn't say anything, and then I was too hungry and fell asleep.

It smells so good...... I suddenly got up from my sleep, and found myself lying in a pile of thatch, while the master was sitting cross-legged in front of the fire. Faintly, I heard the sound of rustling, and when I looked over, I found that there were many villagers lying in this room, and there were many of them I knew, at the moment they were all eating something with their heads down, I called the master softly, the master turned his head, looked at me and smiled, but I clearly noticed that the black gas appeared on the master again, although it was very light, but it did exist.

The master asked me if I wanted to be vulgar, I asked what is called vulgarity, and the master told me that being vulgar is not to be a little monk in the future, and then told me that after returning to the vulgar, I can be like Erniu, Tuwa, and stones, and the master also said that he didn't tell me before, if I kept being a little monk, Erniu would not be able to marry me.

I asked the master why this was and who made these things, and the master said that this is the rule, the rule of Buddhism, and the master also said that he was already vulgar, but he didn't tell me why.

I cried at the time, in fact, I really can't bear the identity of a monk, I have been a little monk since I was a child, why do I have to be vulgar now.

Then the master handed over a bunch of things, I found that the fragrance I just smelled was from this string of things, the master told me that this is meat, only vulgar can be eaten, at that time I thought that the master has been vulgar, then I had to nod and agree, the master touched my little bald head, and whispered to me: "Eat...... You won't be hungry after eating......"

Oh, my God...... To tell you the truth, I have never eaten such a delicious thing, the master told me that this is meat, but it scared me at the time, meat, I have heard other monks say this, they say that monks can't eat meat, they will be hated by the Buddha, and the meat is poisonous, eat meat, you will go to hell.

The master pointed to the people in the corner and asked me, "If they all eat meat, will they all have to go to hell in the future...... At that time, I saw that it was really true, although these people looked thin now, they finally had some energy, and they should not starve to death......