It was getting dark, and the monk's two nests were consumed at noon, so naturally there was no food at night.

Wen Ke was very satisfied, because the food he ate today was the most in recent years, he touched his stomach, he had never felt so full, and the big and small pains on his body were nothing.

With this satisfaction, he changed his comfortable position, looked at the monk who was meditating quietly on the side, and slowly fell asleep.

After a good night's sleep, when he woke up again, there was no one else in the broken house except himself, and the bonfire was still vigorous, he was startled, and quickly sat up, and only quietly relieved when he saw the burden next to the fire.

"You're awake." The monk walked into the dilapidated house with the cold wind, and said with a smile: "When I entered the city the day before yesterday, I saw an old friend, and when you followed the poor monk later, the poor monk begged him to arrange a job for you, and you can always have a bite to eat." ”

"Huh?" Wen Ke was happy at first, and then there was a burst of loss in his heart, and his expression seemed at a loss.

In the past, if he could live a stable and well-fed life, he might wake up smiling in his dreams.

But he just heard the meaning of parting in the other party's words, maybe because of the closeness of that fellow identity, or because of the feeling of being moved by yesterday's nest, he was a little reluctant.

The monk didn't seem to see his complicated expression, leaned over and took a pair of old cloth shoes and handed them to Wen Ke, seeing that he was silent and wearing, he picked up his burden and took the lead out of the broken house.

There is no wind today, the road into the city has long been covered with ice and snow, under the illumination of the sun, the distant city wall only has a faint outline, the two of them along the rut print, one foot deep and one foot shallow towards Huaiqing Mansion.

The situation in the nearby state capital was stable, and the guards at the city gate were a little lax, they knew Wen Ke, and they didn't feel embarrassed about this little beggar who could talk pleasantly, so they only glanced at the monk beside him, and didn't ask much about it, so they let people in.

Entering the city, the monk naturally walked in front to lead the way, and Wen Ke followed behind, looking down at the cloth shoes on his feet from time to time.

The shoes are a bit big, not on the foot, but new, and obviously haven't been worn a few times. He secretly looked at the monk's shoes full of patches and snow water in front of him again, and pursed his lips unconsciously, this is the best person for himself except for his father and mother who have grown so big.

Suddenly, a crazy thought couldn't help but pop up.

"Master, do you accept apprentices? Let me be a servant, I eat very ......" He took two steps and reached the monk's side.

Yuan Xing turned his head and glanced at it, and shook his head with a smile: "What does the poor monk want the servant to do?" Besides, now that I'm in trouble, I can't take care of my disciples. ”

Wen Ke sighed in frustration, and could only continue to follow the monk and look for the old man.

But it didn't take long for him to feel that something was wrong, this street had just come here, why did it turn back again? Well, could it be that the old man is a street vendor who needs to be searched from street to street? He thought.

To be honest, Huaiqing Mansion is not big, but the two of them turned around for a morning and did not meet the target they were looking for.

"Forget it, eat first." Yuan Xing said a little frustratedly, tightened his baggage, and walked towards a restaurant on the street.

But Wen Ke behind him was shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab the monk, the guy in that restaurant was very fierce, how could he be polite to the monk who turned into a relationship?

But his shoes don't follow his feet, where can he catch up with the monk, and when he runs closer, Yuan Xing is already standing outside the tavern door.

"Yo, this master is going to break the fast?" The guy blocked the doorway, squinting at the two of them with his eyes, as mean as Wen Ke remembered.

Yuan Xing was not angry, took out a handful of copper coins from his sleeve and shook it: "Eat." ”

"Please, two of you." Although the man's face was still stiff, his body was out of the way.

Yuan Xing laughed, gave a few words in the man's ear, and then pulled the stunned Wen Ke to find a window seat and sit.

At first, Wen Ke was still a little restrained, but when the tea was delivered, he relaxed after taking a sip of hot tea. He looked left and right, and finally turned his gaze to the monk opposite, and his face became extremely strange.

Wen Ke is only thirteen years old, but he has traveled a lot of places during these years of displacement, and he considers himself well-informed.

I have seen a lot of monks of all colors who come and go, but they are not as strange as the monk in front of them.

How so? In the past few years, when the year was bad, the temple often had a flourishing of Taoist incense. He also used to think about becoming a monk for a bite to eat.

It's a pity that there are too many people who want to become monks, how can it be his turn to be a helpless orphan?

After touching the wall a few times, he dispelled his thoughts and quietly became his beggar.

However, there are many monks who have seen all kinds of monks, some who live in the temple for a while, there are those who run around chanting scriptures, and of course, there are monks who practice asceticism.

They eat once a day, sleep in the wilderness and graves, and have a "no money ring", which is absolutely not allowed to touch money.

But the monk in front of him is not, you say he practices asceticism! People can take the money to eat in the restaurant openly, and when he just paid the money, he clearly saw that the other party still had the shadow of a silver horn in his hand. This is a rich monk.

But you say he's rich! Living in a cemetery and eating nest heads is obviously an ascetic's style.

said that he was generous, but people were in tattered clothes, and even his shoes were mended, and he was so harsh on himself.

What about saying he's stingy? He can also give the only food to the people he meets in Pingshui, and he is not stingy with new shoes.

What a strange monk. He muttered in his heart, hesitated, he wanted to ask, but at this time, two large bowls of noodles and a small plate of pickled radishes had been served.

Wen Ke, who was already hungry, could still raise his mind, and only the big bone noodles covered with fat in front of him were left.

"Eat." Yuan Xing smiled and handed him the chopsticks.

Wen Ke didn't care about being polite at the moment, took the chopsticks and sucked them up.

The noodles were so fragrant that when he ate them, he felt that there was nothing more delicious in the world.

Peeked at the other party's bowl, a bowl of somen noodles with clear soup and little water, the amount is not much. For some reason, he ate and ate, his eyes were red, and the sadness and bitterness of years of wandering flowed down with tears, and the hot noodles entered his mouth together.

Yuan Xing on the other side only chewed slowly to deal with the noodles in the bowl, and did not raise his head, as if he did not see his embarrassment.

"It has been two years since Mr. Bai Da was invited into the capital by the emperor, and it is rumored that he also died in the movement of the capital division."

"How is that possible? If something happens to such a person, the court will definitely issue an obituary, and it may be that there have been fewer disasters recently, and he has lived in seclusion. ”

"Hey, I heard that Mr. Big once used mana to detain the water of the river to extinguish the fire on the earth, what kind of immortal figure is that? I can't wait to see it. ”

"If it weren't for Mr. Bai Da, there would be many displaced people in this world, in my opinion, Mr. Da is much more reliable than the imperial court."

"It is rumored that Mr. Bai Da was killed by the imperial court because of his great merit......"

"Silence, such words must not be said......"

The discussion on the wine table next to him came, and Wen Ke forgot to eat noodles for a while, and listened intently.

Yuan Xing had already finished eating noodles at this time, and when he saw his reaction like this, he was stunned for a moment before asking, "What?" Are you also interested in that Mr. White? ”

Wen Ke came back to his senses at this time, looked around cautiously, and then leaned closer: "Bai Daxian has countless people, who in the world doesn't admire?" That's a living immortal, even the emperor wants to invite him to Beijing to give lectures. ”

"Oh?" Yuan Xing raised his eyebrows and wanted to say something with a smile, but when the words came to his mouth, he held back, and the smile on his face turned bitter and shook his head.

Wen Ke glanced at him puzzled, but it was inconvenient to ask again, so he only lowered his head to deal with the food in front of him.

The two did not speak again.

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In the afternoon, I wandered around the familiar street market a few times, and finally, when I reached a junction, Yuan Xing let out a sigh and pointed to the steamed bun shop in the distance: "That's it." The day before yesterday, I just passed by in a hurry, and I only remembered that it was a shop, but I forgot to look at the signboard, otherwise it would be much faster, well, a lot. ”

Wen Ke was speechless for a moment, looked at Yuan Xing strangely, and was speechless for a long time.

Yuan Xing coughed awkwardly and went straight to the bun shop.

His steps were fast, but Wen Ke behind him was grinding.

Yuan Xing is also a patient person, seeing that he can't keep up, thinking that his shoes don't fit, or that he is tired after a day of shopping, he waits quietly in front of him, and waits for him to approach before continuing to walk.

The distance was originally unwilling, Wen Ke was unwilling, and the two had already approached the shop.

Maybe it was because it was almost dark in the afternoon, and the bun shop was very deserted, only a strong man with a black face sat on a bench, yawning boredly.

When the two approached, the strong man was meeting the monk's gaze, and he was obviously agitated, and stood up suddenly.

But then, Wen Ke's imaginary happy scene of the old people getting together did not appear, the strong man pointed to the monk's nose, and roared viciously: "Where did the poor monk come from? It's come to me, get out of here, there's nothing for you to eat. ”

"Hey......" Wen Ke didn't expect to run around all day, and what he got was this kind of result, and he was immediately furious when he heard this, and he was about to step forward and say a few words. He was born as a beggar, and he was also used to being scolded, but today when he saw someone scolding the monk, he didn't know where the courage swelled up, and he suddenly stood in front of the monk, pinched his waist and wanted to scold back. Even if you are beaten today, you have to return your anger.

But as soon as he spoke, he was dragged by the monk.

The latter smiled and politely saluted: "Amitabha, disturb the donor." ”

"Get out of here." The strong man waved his hand impatiently.

"Let's go." Yuan Xing dragged Wen Ke, who was full of displeasure, and went directly to another alley.

"You lead the way, let's go back to the broken house." He let go of his hand and instructed the still indignant young man, the smile on his face completely gone.

Wen Ke saw that his expression was solemn, so he didn't dare to say more, and took the monk all the way out of the city.

Walking on the road, he looked back at the monk from time to time, but saw that he had not passed an intersection, and he would touch the wall, and he didn't know what he was doing......

It was dark, it was snowing outside again, it was still a broken house, a bonfire, and the monks and laymen were sitting in the same position as last night.

Only this time, steamed buns packed from the restaurant were roasted on the fire.

The beggar boy stared at the food by the fire, his face full of satisfaction.

"Does the master want to eat it?" Seeing that it was almost over, Wen Ke first handed the branch with the steamed bun string to Yuan Xing.

Yuan Xing refused with a smile: "Donor eat it." Poor monks eat only one meal a day. Before he could finish speaking, his expression turned serious, and his eyes were set on the wind howling outside the house.

Wen Ke didn't notice the change in his expression, and blew it with his mouth, before he happily bit the steamed bun.

When half of the steamed bun was down, he also heard footsteps, turned his head to look, and was stunned for a moment.

I saw that the burly man I had seen in the evening was standing outside the broken door of the house, looking at them excitedly, no, I should be looking at the monk.

"You're here?" Yuan Xing nodded outside, and then said, "Let's go out and talk." With that, he stood up and led the strong man into the snow.

When he arrived at a secluded and uninhabited place, before Yuan Xing could speak, the strong man bent his knees and wanted to kneel, but before his knees landed, he was held by a big hand.

"What does the donor do? We don't have that rule. ”

Seeing that he couldn't kneel, the strong man stopped insisting, hugged his fists and saluted: Sir, Yuwu finally saw you again. ”

"Donors don't have to be polite." Yuan Xing returned the salute with his palms together and asked, "What is the situation today?" ”

The strong man named Yuwu withdrew his hand, but his waist was still bent respectfully: "Since you entered Beijing, Mr. Jingcheng has gone into hiding, and more than a dozen of our brothers have returned to their hometowns to settle down according to your orders." But a few days ago, I vaguely noticed that someone was watching, and this is disrespectful to you. With that, his waist was a little lower.

"This is expected, the imperial court is pervasive, and your information has already been investigated. As long as you keep to yourself, you won't be embarrassed. Yuan Xing thought for a while, and then asked, "Can you listen to my broken contact with each other?" ”

Yu Wu hesitated and said: "Since the Jingshi movement, you have no news, the brothers are really worried, so they ......"

"Confused." Before he finished speaking, Yuan Xing already knew the follow-up, and he frowned: "Have you forgotten all the previous instructions?" If you give the court the illusion that you are going to make small moves in private, who are you staring at without staring at you? Speaking of this, he sighed heavily, and then said: "Now that you have seen the poor monk, everything is fine, and the donor will live with peace of mind. ”

"How can you forget? I used to be a lowly person like a dog, if it wasn't for Mr. to save me, I was afraid that I would have died in a mass grave, and now you are being hunted down by the imperial court, if we stand by and watch, is it still a person? Yu Wu's eyes widened and he said excitedly.

Yuan Xing was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "What you said, when was the poor monk hunted down and killed by the imperial court?" ”

"What happened two years ago that you didn't hesitate to hide from your home?" Yuwu was also stunned.

"It's true to avoid it, it's just that I'm afraid of trouble." Yuan Xing shook his head and laughed: "The poor monk is indeed a monk. ”

"Y-Why did you become a monk?"

"Now that it's done, there's no need to hide it anymore." Yuan Xing stared at each other's eyes and said slowly: "Bai Jingcheng doesn't have a cousin named Bai Jingxing at all, and there is no Mr. Bai Da in the world, everything is just a disguise, from beginning to end, there is only one monk Yuan Xing......"