After enduring it for two months, the visualization map still did not progress, during which Jin Chan "woke up" again, turning a blind eye to all kinds of questions he asked out of curiosity, and only suggested that he go out for asceticism, both for experience and spiritual cultivation.

Jing Ji Si Dong said that it was not false at all, and after a little consideration, Yuan Xing asked the master to go out of the temple and go on a tour, and experience it.

In his case, how could Monk Fuguang rest assured, he didn't agree at first, but he couldn't bear the entanglement, so he had to arrange for Shanguo, the eldest apprentice of the senior brother, to be a monk for him.

"Master, the disciples are like this, how can they still take care of the children." Yuan Xing was surprised. It's not really like he said, traveling in ancient times was not an easy thing, even if he hadn't experienced it, he knew how hard it was, and let a child follow, he was at ease.

His master was happy when he heard this, Shanguo is the best kung fu among the three generations of disciples, and he has also experienced the warmth and coldness of life since he was a child, and he has been following the side of the big apprentice Yuanfa since he entered the temple, and he has to be very reused. When it comes to the experience of walking in the rivers and lakes, I don't know how much higher it is than the little disciple in front of me.

"You still look down on good fruits?" He slapped Yuan Xing's head: "Lao Wei asked him to follow, because he was afraid that you would be cheated by people outside." He sighed again and said categorically: "You have never come down the mountain, how can you rest assured that if you want to go down the mountain, you must be with him." ”

"Uh...... "It's not that your old man won't let us go down the mountain?" Now it's not mine. Yuan Xing complained in his heart, so he could only agree.

On the second day, Yuan Xing took and no, his nephew Shanguo took him down the mountain happily and wandered away......

Shanguo is no longer the appearance of Xiaodouding now, because the figure and strength of Xi Wu are no different from those of adults, but the heart is still a young man after all. There are not many opportunities to take a break from the boring temple and see the excitement of the outside world. Therefore, he didn't feel tired at all when he was carrying the luggage of two people, and he didn't mind bringing a junior uncle with limited mobility, and he seemed very interested along the way.

Yuan Xing was not as happy as he expected, because he couldn't see it, he could only tap the ground with a wooden staff in his hand, and his speed couldn't be fast even if he was doing kung fu. In addition, people living in a place for a long time will produce inertia, although Yunyou is proposed by himself, but his heart is inevitably worried.

Because of their slow walking, the two reached the foot of the mountain, and it was almost noon.

"Uncle Shi, there's a tea shed in front, let's go have some fasting, shall we?" Shanguo asked.

Yuan Xing was stunned: "You brought money?" Isn't it fate? "Isn't it time for a monk to go down the mountain to make a fate?

"Huh?" Shanguo was also strange: "But Master ......" suddenly closed his mouth, but he remembered Master's confession in his heart.

Good fruit, this silver is enough for you to spend, if your uncle wants to turn the fate into penance, you can take care of it, and the silver will be kept for emergency use. It's just that, you can take it around in Qingzhou for a few laps, don't run far, anyway, he can't see and don't know the way......

"If you have money, buy something to eat." Yuan Xing didn't pay attention to those, if you have money in you, it will be much more convenient, as for the asceticism that is good, hehe, isn't it bitter for a blind person to travel the world?

It is said to be a tea shed, but it is actually a wild shop located at an intersection.

Shanguo first glanced at the horses bolted in front of the door outside, as well as the dart cart guarded by two strong men, and did not notice anything unusual before helping Yuanxing to cross the threshold.

The few tables sitting in the store are obviously a group of darts, dressed in a uniform black short dress, each holding a knife with a sword, at this time the autumn tiger is powerful, some people are not so particular, bare-chested and drinking and eating meat with the people at the same table, so lively.

"Little second brother, here are ten vegetarian steamed buns, a plate of stir-fried Chinese cabbage, and a dish of fried tofu." Shanguo is obviously still familiar with this place, and confesses to the busy Xiaoer.

Yuanxing is not adaptable, it seems that the eyes can't see, smell and hearing but become extraordinarily acute. As soon as he entered the door, he felt a fishy smell coming from the surface, mixed with the smell of stewed meat fat, alcohol, and unpleasant sweat, which made him almost vomit.

"Let's go out and eat." After leaving this sentence, he turned around and went out, and Shanguo hurriedly followed.

The two monks attracted attention as soon as they entered the store, and his attitude made people look right. A bare-chested man with a tattoo snorted in dissatisfaction, and occasionally looked out the door while drinking with his companions.

There were tables and chairs outside that were still empty, and Shanguo held him to find a seat and sit down: "Uncle Shi really can't smell meat." ”

Yuan Xing retched a few times before he felt more comfortable, and pouted when he heard the words: "It was your master who said it, right?" ”

"Master praises you for being a natural Buddha and not stained with dust." Shanguo smiled and praised.

"Stop blowing." Yuanxing is full of resentful complaints, and things have to start from two years ago. It's not that the monks of Tianchan Temple can't eat meat, but only eat five pure meat. So the question is, this is isolated, does not receive pilgrims, and rarely accepts alms, even if someone gives alms, it will not be boring enough to send meat to a group of monks to eat, there is walking meat in the back mountain, which monk dares to kill?

So Yuanxing has always been a vegetarian, until two years ago, an Orion was injured in the rain and was treated by Tianchan Temple, he went home and didn't know which tendon was wrong, so he carried half a wild boar meat up the mountain to make a wish.

At that time, Yuan Xing and the third senior brother who had not yet returned to the world were the most excited, looking forward to having a mouthful of fatty pork to eat the next day.

As expected, the senior brother used all his skills to clean up a few good dishes. The abbot and other elders absolutely don't eat it, the senior brother and the second senior brother just added some meat foam, and the rest are the third senior brother and Yuanxing.

As a result, Yuan Xing vomited after taking a bite. How do you describe the smell of fishy? If you've ever had a pet dog, don't bathe it for ten days, and let it run around in the heavy rain, well, it doesn't smell much better than the smell of the sewer.

In the end, those pork were cheaper than the third senior brother, and Yuan Xing was praised by everyone below the abbot. There are many things like having a Buddha's heart and being born a Buddha, but this can't soothe the desperate heart of a foodie.

Especially the third senior brother also pretended to praise him for respecting his brother, and let his brother eat delicious food, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.

"It can't be the hands and feet of the golden cicada again, right?" Yuan Xing thought that if he hadn't thought of this section before, the appearance of Jin Chan undoubtedly allowed him to find the culprit.

"Why don't you say it's a problem with your own physique, you have been a vegetarian for many years, so you will naturally not get used to the taste of meat." Golden words appeared in front of him.

"I believe you're a ghost!" Yuan Xing hummed in his heart. Before the crossing, he was a veteran foodie. Growing up by the sea and born in a modern society with a thriving economy, there is no shortage of food from all over the world. When I grew up, I followed my parents at home and abroad, and the first thing I saw when I went to a place was a food guide.

Except for things that are too heavy and immoral, there is no concept in his dictionary that can be eaten or not, only the difference between delicious and undelicious.

Do you say that this kind of person will completely give up the wonderful taste and texture of meat because of a crossing and eating vegetarian food for more than ten years? In fact, he tried to force himself to eat it later, but they all failed. It's not a matter of adaptation at all, it's that his current body can't accept meat at all.

At this time, Xiao Er had already brought the food, and seeing that the golden cicada did not react, Yuan Xing and Shanguo quietly began to eat. The side dishes were very delicious, especially the fried tofu, which was rarely eaten in the mountains, which made the two extremely satisfied.

A group of people in the room had finished eating and drinking, and a shirtless tattooed strong man was draped diagonally, and when he walked past the table of Yuanxing, he suddenly glared at him and said, "What? Little monk, does the smell of the grandfather smoke you? A sip of wine greeted him, and he turned around with a smoking.

Seeing this, the big man was even more dissatisfied, and slammed his fist on the table, and immediately the soup splashed.

Amitabha, just came down the mountain and met someone who found fault? Yuan Xing reached out and scooped up the thin wooden stick that served as a blind cane. Later, I will definitely let the other party know what the three major concepts in the mouth of the ancient dragon hero are. Sure enough, this is the rivers and lakes.

"Presumptuous." There was a shout and scolding in the store, and a middle-aged man in a strong suit hurriedly came out, hugged his fists at Yuanxing and Shanguo, who had already stood up, and said, "I'm sorry, my guy drank too much." Feng Zhiyuan, the head of the Lower Tiger Forest Dart Bureau, has met two masters. ”

"Tiger Forest Dart Bureau?" Shanguo snorted coldly, and squinted at the other party: "I'm afraid that the donor is darts for the first time in Qingzhou, and he doesn't know the rules under Wutou Mountain, right?" ”

"This is the Aconitum Mountain?" Feng Zhiyuan was shocked and hurriedly asked: "Dare to ask who the master of the Aconite Temple is?" But he secretly regretted in his heart, he also took the dart and hurried away, and he didn't even inquire about the name of the place.

"It's the family teacher." The good fruit saluted, and pointed to Yuanxing: "This is my uncle, Master Yuanxing." ”

Aconitum Temple? Yuan Xing wondered in his heart, but he knew that this was not the time to ask, and when he heard him mention himself, he also folded his hands.

"It turned out to be the two mages of Aconitum Temple, and they were offended a lot before." Feng Zhiyuan actually had dense beads of sweat on his head, and he kicked the troublemaker to the ground, and then made a gesture at the two: "As for this kid, whether he is beaten or punished is all up to the orders of the two masters." ”

"Amitabha, the monks abstain from anger and anger, it's just a small misunderstanding, forget it!" Yuan Xing listened to the other party's sincere words, so he didn't want to worry about it. What the hell he wanted to know most now was Aconitum Temple.

Feng Zhiyuan was like being amnestied, and kicked the big man on the ground again, while ordering the others to continue to set off, but he didn't stop for a moment, and he fled as if he was leaving.

Yuanxing had good ears, and he also listened to the other party cursing in a low voice: "This fool drinks some horse urine and doesn't know how thick the sky is, and even the junior brothers and disciples of the Aconitum Temple Mangluo Arhat Yuan Fa dare to provoke, and then see how I clean you ......up."

Reckless Arhat? Yuan Xing felt that he had found something terrible again.

"Ahem." Shanguo coughed and said in a low voice: "That, uncle, what do we say on the road." ”

After settling the bill, the two left the tea shop.