Huaizhen is the predecessor of Buddhism, right? It is He who refines you and splits you in two.

Could he also be my past life? Are you telling me this cryptically? What does it really mean that you are missing that would cost Huai Zhen so much to remove it from your body? Why can't you just say it to me? Are you also subject to some kind of restriction? Isn't our situation bad?

Yuan Xing's heart was full of thoughts, and the question marks were one after another, but Jin Cicada still didn't respond.

Xia Xiaonan drove the car, peeking at the cat's fate with a calm face from the corner of her eyes from time to time, the air pressure in the car was very low at this time, since she met, it was the first time she saw this complex emotion of anger, pain and confusion on the monk's face.

Thankfully, the atmosphere passed quickly. Halfway back to the city, Yuan Xing returned to his previous appearance, and the corners of his mouth were once again with a familiar smile.

The two can also talk about trivial things in life without saying a word.

"What is your purpose this time? Need help buying tickets? Xia Xiaonan asked tentatively.

"A bowl of thousands of meals, a lonely monk travels thousands of miles." Yuan Xing rubbed Xiaodouzi's cat ears, which was really fun.

Maybe he was annoyed by the touch, and Xiaodouzi had a paw on the palm of his head.

Deftly avoided, he reluctantly withdrew his hand to continue petting the cat, turned his head to cast his eyes out of the window, and muttered: "Traveling on your feet, what kind of car?" What tickets to buy? ”

"You're not, aren't you? "Xia Xiaonan was surprised, she had a little understanding of Yuanxing, this person, in fact, is really lazy, if he is not lazy, how can he live in a small courtyard for two years?...... If you have anything you need on weekdays, you can either buy it online, or call the Governor's Office for help, and even buy bags of cat food and have them delivered to your door.

Daily work seems to be diligent, but it is more like a habit that has been formed, and it is estimated that it is too lazy to change.

Now such a person is going to go to asceticism.

I can't help but recall what Qin's mother once said, my son has been lazy and greedy since he was a child, who knows that he has been a monk for two years and eats fasting meat, not to mention, he can do housework and farm work, if it weren't for some habitual actions and physical appearance, he would think that it was faked by others.

Can faith really make such a big difference? It's like a big change?

"Really walking?" She reaffirmed: "It is said that this kind of practice is very painful. Can you persevere? ”

"Is the poor monk like the kind of person who can't endure hardship?" Yuan Xing glanced at her dissatisfied.

In fact, this idea has been in place for a long time, and he enjoys a comfortable life without distractions. However, with the improvement of his force, his Buddhist cultivation has not increased for a long time, and it seems that he has walked a lot of roads through the two worlds, but most of them are on a mission, and he really can't calm down. Especially after this crossing, the lack of mental nature is even more obvious, which can no longer be resolved by studying the scriptures hard. If this continues, I am afraid that something will go wrong.

Of course, it would be even better if through this method of cultivation could comprehend the scroll that might have hidden the secrets of past lives.

"No wonder you want me to help you prepare a solar charger, do you need to prepare two more for you to use in rotation?" Seeing that he was not joking, but really going to asceticism, Xia Xiaonan was a little uneasy.

"No, one piece is enough, too much is too heavy."

"Do you need any essential medications?" Xia Xiaonan suddenly had a sense that she had become an old mother.

"The poor monk is in good health, I don't need those, in case there is a real need, I still have money and bank cards, and now mobile phone payment is also very convenient."

"That's good......" Xia Xiaonan nodded, and suddenly became puzzled again: "I heard that you monks don't bring money with you, why are you still carrying a bank card?" ”

"What if...... What if you can't get something to eat? Yuan Xing scratched his bald head a little embarrassed.

Xia Xiaonan: "......"

I'm afraid that the degree that was successfully handled through the back door was wrong, and this person is a fake monk.

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Wutou Town, at the foot of Wutou Mountain, is a very old town, many buildings have retained the ancient style, antique and very old. With the development of the economy, it has gradually become an important tourist town.

It was August, and the sun was blazing. At noon, the air became sultry, but there was not a single wind blowing, and even the willows on the street were roasted to the ground, and the branches hung listlessly, and the leaves were curled.

Lao Li stood in his own shop, hiding from the sun at the same time, a little worried looking at the tourists coming and going on the street, it stands to reason that his donkey meat restaurant is simple, neat and clean, the price of the food is reasonable, the taste is authentic, and the store is opened on the most prosperous street in the town and the largest flow of people, why is no one patronizing?

It's the peak tourist season, and there seem to be more tourists this year than in previous years, but the shops that were overcrowded last month are now frighteningly deserted, with few tourists entering except for a few regulars. Even if he himself stood at the door and shouted, it would be useless.

He couldn't help but look at the noodle shop opposite, Sun Fatzi was standing at the door like himself, obviously having nothing to do.

Strange to say, the two businesses of this pair were very hot, but they were snubbed by tourists almost at the same time.

Do you want someone to look at Feng Shui? This is too evil. Lao Li thought about these times in his mind, but saw a young monk carrying a cloth bag in the crowd stopped, looking left and right, as if looking for something.

Are you looking for a restaurant to eat? He was overjoyed, it doesn't matter to the monk, although I am a donkey meat restaurant here, I can also cook some fasting food.

He was just about to say hello, but when he saw the monk walking straight towards Sun Fatzi, he couldn't help but be a little disappointed, no matter how small the business is, it's still business!

As soon as I thought of this, I saw the monk take out an iron bowl from the cloth bag, raise it in front of him, bow down to Sun Fatzi and read: "Amitabha, the poor monk is a monk who passes by on his feet, begging for vegetarian food at noon, as long as he eats without money, it is inconvenient for the donor?" The voice was not loud or small, Lao Li could just hear it clearly, it turned out that the other party was here to beg for food.

"Get out, where did the wild monk come from, I didn't see that Lao Tzu was annoying, don't disturb me to do business, I want to go to another house if I want to eat." Sun Fatzi waved his hand impatiently, with a look of disgust.

"Excuse me." The monk was also good-tempered, not angry at all, still smiling.

"Little Master, come to me." Aunt Liu, who sells baked cakes next to Sun Fatzi's noodle restaurant, has always believed in Buddhism, and she couldn't see it, so she took the initiative to speak.

Who knew that the monk only nodded and smiled at Aunt Liu, but did not pass, but walked towards Lao Li.

It's still the rhetoric just now, Lao Li didn't refuse, anyway, there is no one in the store, although the mood is also irritable, but businessmen pay attention to harmony and make money, even if people come to beg for food, they will not be angry with others for no reason like Sun Fatzi.

"Make a bowl of somen noodles for Master, don't put green onions and coriander." After leading the monk to the store, he explained to the back kitchen, and then turned to the monk: "Master, is there anything else you need?" ”

"That's enough." As soon as the young monk entered the shop, he covered his nose first, his bright eyes scanned around the store, his brows furrowed before he put his hand down, and suddenly said, "Donor, can the poor monk borrow you here to charge electricity for a while?" Then he pulled out a mobile phone.

"......" Lao Li didn't react for a while, and was stunned before nodding.

The monk was also strange, obviously there was a power supply very close, so he chose an extremely remote corner to sit on, and put the iron bowl back into the cloth bag.

After a while, the plain noodles were served, and the monk was not in a hurry to eat, but took out a napkin and spread it out, sandwiched a few chopsticks and noodles on it, and said something in his mouth, but he didn't know what he was reading.

The first time Lao Li saw a monk eating, he only thought it was a religious habit.

Not long after, a bowl of noodles was in his stomach, and the monk read it for a while, and then made a wave of his hand, then he got up and smiled and said: "Thank you to the donor, the donor will be blessed if he accumulates good karma." ”

"Master, is there any ...... in my shop" Lao Li thought to himself that the other party was a monk after all, could he also help him see some feng shui.

"Donor, believe in science and stay away from superstition." The monk looked at him solemnly: "Business in your shop will be fine." With that, he turned around and left.

"I ......" Lao Li opened his mouth, these words came out of the mouth of a monk, why did it feel so strange.

"This monk obviously has money and still needs food?" The waiter Xiao Cai muttered: "The boss is kind, he won't be deceived, right?" ”

"Rich?" Looking at Xiao Cai's gaze in surprise, it turned out that the monk left the donkey meat restaurant and went directly to Aunt Liu's stall, took out a hundred-yuan bill and handed it over.

"Maybe it's because the money isn't enough." Lao Li smiled, but it was just a bowl of noodles, and he didn't deceive or not, but he seemed stingy when he said it.

At this time, Aunt Liu on the opposite side had already found the money. The monk reached out and took the change and the baked cake, but did not put it away. Instead, he took a few quick steps and stuffed everything into the hands of an old scavenger in rags.

"This is a master." Lao Li muttered, and his eyes still wanted to look for the monk, but in the flow of people coming and going, where could he still see the tall and thin figure in a gray robe?