Back at the small temple, Yuan Xing first told Shen Ya about the situation, and when it came to Chen's Mansion, everyone nearby should know about it. Sure enough, Shen Ya only hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement, after all, it was inconvenient for a woman to live in a monk's temple with a child.

Seeing that she agreed, Yuan Xing was angry, ashamed to say that it was easy for Shen Ya's fate to be decided by Chen's father and son, or he and Xuanwu at the banquet before, and only then did he remember to ask the opinions of the parties.

Have you changed too? Is it the relationship between the environment? Yuan Xing secretly woke up, reflected, and decided to repent more when he went to class.

But no matter what, Chen Fu opened his eyes for him today, and agreed to take the mother and son over, which helped him a lot, otherwise, a single nutritional problem would be enough for a headache.

When it was time for the evening class, he made a sincere vow to repent.

Although the day was pointed at by some fingers, but a big burden was about to be unloaded, and he was still in a good mood, so it was still early to meditate, so he took out the books he borrowed from Chen's mansion and looked through them by the candlelight in front of the Bodhisattva statue, which was a pastime.

In this strange world, there is no mobile phone, let alone the Internet, and it is impossible to participate in the entertainment activities that most people like to see in this era, so they can only rely on books and meditation to pass the free time. Fortunately, he is half an ancient person, and he is used to this kind of life, but he doesn't feel how boring it is.

The book he was looking at was a travelogue, which recorded many strange things in the world, and the writing was also very interesting.

It's just that Xuanwu seemed to be preoccupied, looking at the monk who lowered his head and turned the book, he wanted to speak several times.

When reading a book, he was most annoyed by being stared at, Yuan Xing sighed, closed the book, looked up at Xuan Wu on the opposite side and smiled: "Senior brother, what's so annoying?" Let's hear it. ”

Xuanwu's face was entangled, and he said slowly: "Senior brother, I see that you are not very old, and you have already touched the innate nature, and I don't know what kind of exercises you are practicing. After a pause, he continued: "I have two sets of secret Buddhist methods here, I wonder if I can exchange them with you?" ”

"Senior brother said that you are already congenital, how can you fall in love with my martial arts ......" Yuan Xing thought he was joking, but when he saw his serious expression, he retracted his smile and said: "I am practicing Tongzigong and my secret method, and I can't pass it on." ”

Although he was very interested in the secret method of Buddhism mentioned by Xuanwu, the abbot repeatedly warned him not to pass on the Bodhi Jade Body Glass Gong when he taught it. Although they have been together for more than ten days, the two often sit together and talk about martial arts, but they don't have much to do with their respective origins and experiences, so he doesn't know much about Xuanwu, so how can he easily agree?

I heard that it was the secret method of the master, and Xuanwu's eyes became dim, according to the rules of this world, once the word "master" is involved, it is non-negotiable. He knew that what he was trying to do was hopeless, so he could only sigh and say nothing.

At this time, Yuan Xing didn't have the heart to continue reading, so he sighed, put away the book, and began to meditate.

The night was spent in silence.

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On the second day, neither of the two monks mentioned last night's incident. There is still a clear division of labor, what to do.

Only Xuanwu's face was gloomy, and he rarely lost his mind when he was doing morning class.

Yuan Xing didn't care, he just thought that because of last night's incident, the other party was unhappy, but the exchange of exercises was something you and I wanted, and there was nothing that people could do if they couldn't think of it.

Bringing breakfast to the mother, Xuan Wu suddenly walked to the side of Yuanxing, who was serving the vegetable garden, and proposed: "Senior brother, let's send the mother and son of the female benefactor to the Chen family in a while." ”

Yuan Xing straightened up and looked at him strangely: "Didn't Senior Brother not agree yesterday, and wait until her body is well up?" "You're coming up too fast, aren't you?

Xuan Wu said embarrassedly: "Yesterday I thought about my brother, you and I are poor, how can I have anything to nourish the female benefactor?" Staying here is just a crime, it is better to send it to the Chen family, presumably they can take care of you for the sake of your relationship. ”

Yuan Xing lowered his head and thought about it, he actually didn't care about Shen Ya's mother and son staying for a while, there were no supplements, and it was a big deal to be cheeky again.

But......

"I also want to ask Lord Shen what he means." He said. You can't make decisions for others anymore.

In fact, it is vain to ask, Shen Ya's mother and son sent people under the fence, and their lives were also "snatched" back by two monks, and naturally what people said.

Without further ado, Yuanxing rushed to Chen's house to communicate, and borrowed a carriage by the way, while Xuanwu stayed in the temple to pack up all the belongings for the mother.

The progress is very smooth, the mother quickly entered the Chen Mansion, and there is nothing to explain, in terms of taking care of people, they are much more professional than the two monks.

Seeing that the time was still early, the two of them were not in a hurry to rush back, and their steps were no longer in a hurry. It's not yet noon, and it's not a busy season, and there are still a lot of people on the streets. Naturally, every move of the two bald monks was watched by the townspeople.

They watched as the monk pulled the carriage to the gate of Chen's mansion, and a servant picked up a swaddling woman from the carriage. I also watched the two monks wander slowly on the street after returning the carriage.

Naturally, among them, the youngest monk with the whitest skin and unsteady look can't avoid being pointed at.

"Flower Monk Flower Monk." A group of children followed them, dancing and laughing.

Yuan Xing turned his head violently, and the children immediately screamed and scattered.

Seeing their panicked appearance, Yuan Xing didn't care at all, but looked like he was in a good mood. It seems that the flower monk scolded by the child is someone else.

"Senior brother is really open-minded." Xuanwu sighed.

"But a bunch of kids, what's there to worry about." Yuan Xing smiled. may be because of the relationship between being a teacher, he always has an inexplicable affection and love for children. Except, of course, the bear child, which would only give him a headache.

"Yesterday, Chen Shi wanted to help you explain clearly to the townspeople, why didn't you agree?" Xuanwu asked again.

Yuan Xing smiled and said, "Rumors are useless, no matter how you explain them, it's better to do it." "People only like what they want to hear, and the more you explain, the more you care, and the more you care, the more excited people may be. It's better to leave it to time to fade it.

"The junior brother has a point."

"If the truth of the world can be explained clearly, why are there so many troubles...... Yuan Xing sighed in his heart. Suddenly, his expression changed, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

Xuanwu was also surprised, he was well-informed, and this kind of instantaneous development was by no means comparable to light work.

Avatar. Two words crossed my head.

Looking forward again, my eyes couldn't help but stare at it.

On the street corner in front of us is a blacksmith shop, and for some reason, the boss hangs some made sickles and axes on wooden poles to serve as signboards.

By this time, the sign had already smashed down into the street below with a loud bang, stirring up puffs of smoke and dust.

The sound of "boom" resounded throughout the street, and Xuanwu's actions were paused.

His purpose was amazing, and he saw the gray-robed Yuanxing appear below the moment the wooden pole fell, and he watched him hug the child in front of him, and he also watched those knives and axes slash at him according to inertia.

"Senior Brother Yuanxing." The dust has not yet cleared, and Xuanwu has rushed to the front. At this time, the people on both sides of the street reacted, hurriedly shouting and shouting to save people at the beginning.

"The poor monk has nothing to do." A cough sounded, accompanied by a crunching sound, a pile of farm tools and broken wood were lifted, and a figure appeared in Yuanxing, holding a small child with a dazed face in his arms.

Didn't you even get hurt? Xuanwu saw that his clothes were torn, but there were no wounds or blood stains on the exposed skin. The skull was still shiny, and he had seen an axe slash it with his own eyes.

Magical powers, golden body? He just felt his mouth dry.

Yuan Xing didn't pay attention to his strange appearance, handed over the child to the frightened blacksmith, and solemnly emphasized the importance of safe production. Before hearing the sound and rushing to gather, he pulled Xuanwu away.

"The poor monk is served." Back in the temple, Xuanwu put the Buddha for the first time to see the general, looked up and down the line for a long time, and sighed: "The junior brother has such a cultivation and still acts in a low-key manner, if this does not happen, the poor monk really thinks that the junior disciple is just an ordinary Buddhist disciple." Today, I know what it means to be pampered and humiliated, what is hidden deeply, and how to be humble. ”

Yuan Xing: Could it be that this ...... is the over-interpretation of the legend? wanted to explain, but the other party spoke again, not giving him a chance to speak at all.

"The poor monk is wrong." Xuanwu showed remorse: "The poor monk shouldn't look down on you when you're young." You shouldn't be jealous, the poor monk heard the rumors in the town for a long time, but the poor monk not only didn't explain it for you, but even added fuel to the fire. I didn't have any good intentions to prevent you from sending Lord Shen's mother and son to the Chen Mansion, I just wanted to see you joke for a few more days. ”

Yuan Xing's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it, he had extraordinary spiritual sense, and he had more discerning eyes, and he could roughly tell who had subjective malice towards him. But he didn't notice this at all, what kind of truth is this?

"I realize." Xuan Wu sighed: "I have been wandering in the second layer of the innate for many years, and I have never been able to break through, and Master has made me wander." I always thought that he was disgusted with me fighting with people in the temple for three days. Earlier, I was still resentful, and I didn't want to return to serve after going down the mountain for a few years, it turned out that it was because of my narrow-mindedness that it was difficult to cultivate an inch? As he spoke, he looked at the west from afar, and tears fell from his eyes: "Master, the disciple finally understands your hard work today. ”

Yuan Xing: "......" I'm afraid you are not enlightened, you are misunderstood.

"For my brother, I will go back to the mountain to serve the teacher." With that, Xuanwu quickly returned to the room and began to pack his bags.

After packing his luggage at a super-fast speed that he had never seen before, Xuanwu appeared in front of him again, took out two pamphlets from his arms and stuffed them over, and looked at him with blazing eyes: "Thank you junior brother for your hospitality these days, we have the fate to meet again." Then, without waiting for him to react, he jumped out of the fence with his luggage in his hand, and disappeared with a few ups and downs.

Yuan Xing raised his hand, but the family was gone. He was stunned for a moment, then looked down at the two martial arts cheats in his hand, and sighed with mixed feelings......

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At this time, there was only one monk left in the small temple, and there was no one to talk to him, and he was still a little uncomfortable.

However, he has always been big-hearted, and after being depressed for a long time, he relaxed his heart and returned to his usual appearance.

At this point, in addition to standing on the roof every day to watch the town's luck change, he should practice and practice, and he should work and work. Except for Chen Niansheng and the blacksmith father and son, who occasionally visited the door, he almost never saw outsiders. When I'm bored, I study the cheats left by Xuanwu.

A person's life is a little boring, and he feels that time passes very slowly, but in fact, time is the most unmixed. In the blink of an eye, the grass and trees decayed, and the whiteness covered everything in the heavens and the earth, and it was already winter.

Before he knew it, he had forgotten how long he had been in this world, whether it was four months or five months.

"It's considered a retreat." Yuan Xing comforted himself, walked out of the temple door with a wooden board in both hands, and solemnly hung the wooden board on the door frame.

"Hanji." He took two steps back, looked at it from a distance, and nodded in satisfaction.

The sign was made out of boredom, and the handwriting was not carved with a knife, but written with his fingers on a wooden board. With his skills, it is easy for his fingers to break through the wood, but he has to write on it as smoothly as a brush, and with even force. This is the result of his painstaking research, and through this training method, he has made great strides in the use of force.

And the reason why it was named Hanji Temple......

A person, deserted, in winter, he can't afford to buy warm clothes, he is still wearing the same clothes as when he came, and his back and chest have been patched and stacked. But no matter how thick the patch is, it can't resist the cold wind.

Although the internal strength is successful, the feeling of cold and heat still exists. Anyway, he just felt cold. The cold temple is not good, what is it called if it is not called the cold temple?

It is depressing that the vision he was waiting for has not yet come, and I wonder how long this day will last? Maybe people's powerful concept of time is different from ordinary people, and people's soon, soon, we may have to calculate it by year.

He complained to Jin Cicada more than once in his heart, but the other party was also in a state of confusion, which is good, there is no information at all, so he can only wait.

In winter, heavy snow and light snow one after another, the temple door of the cold temple out, not only more plaques, but also hung a couplet, which said: "The wild birds in the forest are scattered, and the idle monks of the cold temple are busy." ”

", you're busy there?" Chen Niansheng came over once and scoffed at this couplet.

"I'm busy." Yuan Xing held a tea bowl in his hand, and he was as poor as he had no tea to entertain guests, so he only had boiling water.

Chen Niansheng didn't dislike it, he also held the bowl, blew the hot air on it and took a sip, before saying: "You are really stupid to chant the scriptures, isn't it better to enter Beijing than to stay in this broken temple?" ”

"It's not good, the donor's entry into Beijing is an attack, and the poor monk's entry into Beijing is a pending order, how can you be at ease here." Yuan Xing shook his head and replied.

"Comfortable? I see you are poor. Chen Niansheng's tone was full of dissatisfaction: "Don't even give money, you deserve to be poor." ”

"The benefactor has a point." Yuan Xing said with a smile. Although he regarded the other party as a friend, Chen Niansheng also sent money and grain several times, but except for the first two bags of grain, he did not receive all of them after that. One is that he feels unnecessary, and he has no place to spend money at the moment. Second, he has to leave after all, and he doesn't know how to repay the favors he owes.

"Huh!" Chen Niansheng pouted, at first he felt that this monk's face was kind and extraordinary, and after getting along for a long time, he could find out that this person was lazy.

"I don't know when the donor will leave." Yuan Xing asked. The Chen family has been low-key for so many years, and it is finally time to operate. At the end of the year, the new emperor ascended the throne, and the first one restored the title of the Chen family, which means that as long as they return to the capital, the Chen family is the nobles of the imperial court.

"Why wait until my child is born and the situation is stable." Chen Niansheng smiled happily. He is naturally full of expectations for the birth of a child.

"That's just a few days, right?" Yuan Xing nodded. Every time the other party came, he couldn't help but talk about the child who was about to be born, and he naturally knew the date when Mrs. Chen was going to give birth.

"It doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman, as long as it's safe." Chen Niansheng smiled on his face, he was about to become a father, and it was false to say that he was not nervous.

"The donor is kind and generous, and my Buddha will bless you." Yuan Xing clasped his hands together: "The child will definitely be born smoothly." "You must know that the sanitary conditions in ancient times were not good, and having a child was a big deal. It's a pity that he didn't study medicine, and he didn't have any good advice for the other party, so he could only say some auspicious words.

Chen Niansheng raised his eyebrows, and then sighed worriedly: "I hope so." After a pause, he added: "Somehow, I have been meeting crows when I go out lately, which is not a good sign." ”

"Crows?" Yuan Xing was stunned.

"Yes, there's been a flock of crows in town lately, and they're calling at the head of the house when it's okay. The noisy man was annoyed...... but before he could finish speaking, Yuan Xing rushed out of the room, and then jumped to the roof of the house, and opened his eyes to look in the direction of the town.

The luck still hasn't changed much, but he turned around, where is this group of people in Chen Niansheng's mouth, there are such black birds gathered in the southeast, north, and west corners of the town, not to mention, even their shadows can be seen everywhere in the surrounding jungle.

It's finally here! Yuan Xing withdrew his heavenly eye, his expression solemn......