Soon after the sun appeared, the two left the dilapidated house and did not enter the city again, but left Huaiqing Mansion along the official road.

The winter wind was strong, and it didn't take long for the top of the body to be covered with a layer of fine snow, and the cold wind hit the body and face wantonly, which could not be described simply as cold.

Fortunately, before leaving, the monk put all the clothes in the baggage on Wen Ke. When he was in a hurry, whenever Wen Ke felt that he couldn't support it, he would always have a big hand on his back, and the next moment, a stream of heat would enter his body.

Therefore, for Wen Ke, who sleeps in the open all year round, it is really not uncomfortable to travel in winter.

Unfortunately, God did not favor pedestrians, and not long after the departure, snow fell overhead, and the wind intensified.

At noon, the two braved the wind and snow into a village, and found an abandoned house on the edge and settled down.

After years of disasters and banditry, there are many empty houses like this in the north, and the owners have basically fled the famine, and most of them have not returned.

Soon, a bonfire was lit in the hut.

After eating the dry food on his body, Yuan Xing frowned and looked at the snow, fog and cold wind outside, and decided to repair here for a day, and wait for the snow to stop tomorrow.

He used the ring knife he carried to cut a few pieces of rags he carried, took out the needle and thread, and sewed them finely.

While working, he smiled at the boy leaning by the fire and asked about his experience over the years.

Since he set off in the morning, Wen Ke has actually been in a good mood, and he has not hidden anything when asked about the past. didn't feel that the other party was probing his own details.

I told everything I could say about what I had experienced since I was a child.

Like most beggars in this world, Wen Ke's fate is also bumpy.

He lost his father at the age of five and his mother at the age of six, and he followed his fellow villagers all the way around, and later separated from the smaller and smaller number of his fellow villagers.

Displaced people have always been discriminated against, and when they are young, they cannot find work at all in bad times, so they can only grovel and beg for their lives.

He once fought with wild dogs for stuttering, was beaten all over his body for stealing a bun, and escaped the poisonous hands of the abductors several times.

Scarred and grows so big, he never thinks about his future, let alone understands the meaning of survival, he has only one goal: to live.

It is said that such a dust-like life, in a harsh living environment, ordinary people will be full of malice towards this world, and they are likely to turn around and become perpetrators, just like the evil beggars who beat him before.

But Wenke is different.

His memory is naturally good, in his begging career, which township, which street, which person gave him half a piece of steamed bread, a bowl of water, and even a kind smile, he remembers it clearly, and can easily depict the appearance of the other party in his heart.

But those who have made him suffer and bullied him are blurry in their memories.

Wen Ke himself felt that he was very weird, but he couldn't change it, and he didn't want to change it.

"Oh?" Hearing this, Yuan Xing stopped what he was doing and looked at him: "Have you told others about this situation of the donor?" ”

Wen Ke showed an embarrassed look, he once said that he listened to familiar people, and all he got was ridicule and ridicule, saying that he remembered what he ate and did not remember.

Yuan Xing stared at him for a long time before he nodded clearly, but praised: "In the eyes of the poor monk, the donor's temperament is quite gentlemanly. ”

Wen Ke didn't understand where the wind of a gentleman was, but he also understood that people were praising him, so he scratched his head embarrassedly.

Yuan Xing smiled, lowered his head and continued to deal with the rags in his hand, and after a long time, he suddenly asked: "Yesterday, the donor said that he wanted to worship the poor monk as a teacher, what was it for?" ”

Wen Ke was staring at the rags in his hand in a daze, and after hearing this question, his face turned red, and he hesitated and said: "I see that the master is a good person, so I want to follow the master and ask for ......" His voice gradually deepened, and after a pause, he said again: "I want to ask for a stable life, after all, ......" is also to ask for food, and it is much easier for a monk than a beggar.

Of course, the last sentence is impossible to say in any way.

Yes, perhaps he burst into tears for the half-bowl of hot porridge, was full of gratitude to the monk, and raised the mind of taking the initiative to get closer.

But the original intention at that time was really just to be able to eat enough in the future, well, even if it was only one meal a day like a monk, it would be much more stable than being a beggar.

I didn't plan to tell the truth, but maybe it was because the monk treated him too well, so he lost his former vigilance, and he couldn't help but say what was in his heart, and at this time he had already begun to regret it, thinking that he would be rejected by the other party.

What to do? He hung his head in despair, frustrated.

I didn't think about it, but Yuanxing's reaction was unexpected, and there was still a smile in his words: "The donor's requirements are not high. The poor monk originally planned to hand over the donor to a friend to take care of, and no matter how bad it was, he would leave you some money, but he encountered some trouble temporarily, so he ......" Speaking of this, he sighed: "I'm afraid the donor has also been implicated, and now I can only follow the poor monk." I just hope that if something really happens, the donor will not regret it. ”

Wen Ke saw that he didn't want to drive him away, so he nodded hurriedly: "No regrets, the kid is willing to follow the master." "At the same time, he breathed a long sigh of relief. In his opinion, compared to freezing to death and starvation, the so-called troubles are nothing.

Yuan Xing looked at him deeply for a long time, and then reached out to break the thread and ordered, "Take off your shoes." ”

"Oh." Wen Ke took off his shoes in a daze, and saw the monk stuff the sewing things in his hand into it, and after making a comparison, he picked up the needle and thread again and threaded the needle and thread on the shoe.

The movement in his hand was very skillful, and the upper of a cloth shoe was tied together by a needle and thread, and then handed it back to the young man: "Try it." ”

Wen Ke took the cloth shoes, and the monk sewed a thick layer of insole, and the upper was also smaller, which became extremely suitable for wearing.

He walked a few steps on his feet and said excitedly: "It's warm, it's suitable." ”

In fact, wearing cloth shoes in winter, how can there be warmth? It's just that those who have suffered are easily satisfied.

Yuan Xing nodded, and continued to make another insole.

Seeing this, Wen Ke also wanted to help, but he took the needle and thread, but he didn't know how to get it.

Yuan Xing smiled and took back the things, and said in his mouth: "Since you want to follow the poor monk, then you can't waste time, from tomorrow, how about the poor monk teach you to read?" ”

Wen Ke was stunned for a long time before he realized what he meant, and he was overjoyed, and he was about to kowtow to his master.

Yuan Xing stopped him and said, "Don't be in a hurry first, wait until you recognize some words, and then apprentice to the teacher." ”

The young man nodded heavily, and only a smirk remained on his face.

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The wind and snow are strong, and they will eventually stop.

The journey that has been blocked for half a day will continue.

may have the intention of accepting apprentices, and Yuanxing suddenly lost the interest of continuing to travel.

After seriously looking for someone to investigate, he led Wen Ke all the way to the east.

It's not urgent, there is an inn to stay and take a shower. If you don't have a place to live, you can find an abandoned house to deal with it for a night.

The ancient winter was much colder than in later generations, and the wind and snow were also heavy, and when encountering this kind of weather, there was no way to hurry, and it had to be delayed for a few days.

This time of course naturally could not be delayed, and Yuan Xing began to teach Wen Ke Buddhism rules and words.

The young man is really smart, has an excellent memory, and learns quickly.

One teaches with heart and the other learns seriously, so you don't feel that the road is boring.

In this way, half a month passed, and they bypassed the Jingshi and arrived at Yanzhou Mansion.

Yuan Xing looked at the two big characters on the city gate, and said to Wen Ke beside him with a smile: "I actually arrived in Cao County, and it is estimated that I will be able to return to Qingzhou in ten days." "Yes, the destination of their trip is Wen Ke's hometown, which is also where Tianchan Temple is located.

"Qingzhou." Wen Ke couldn't help but mutter. He was young when he left, and he didn't remember his hometown at all. But after all, it was the place where he was born, and it was also the place where his parents thought about it before they died.

The smile on Yuanxing's face also subsided, people who wander outside always have to go home. Wen Ke is like this, why shouldn't he?

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little sluggish, he cheered up again, reached into his sleeve and checked his purse, and said to Wen Ke apologetically: "Seeing the New Year, I should have bought a body for the donor, but unfortunately the poor monk was shy in his pocket, so he could only wait until he arrived at Wutou Mountain." ”

The latter waved his hand again and again: "That's good, I'm well fed and warmly dressed, why do I need any new clothes?" "He was telling the truth.

Originally, I thought that if I followed a monk master, I would inevitably have to "beg for food" along the way to live. But I didn't expect that this more than half a month was a good day that I never dreamed of before.

Yuan Xing smiled when he heard this, took out the degree and showed it to the officers and soldiers guarding the gate, and then led the young man into the city gate.

Although he already had the reality of being a master and apprentice, he did not ask Wen Ke according to the standards of a monk.

When the boy was growing up, he was not in a position to provide medicinal food, so he could only ensure the supply in terms of food. At the very least, you have to feed people for two meals in the morning and evening, right?

With the reduction of natural disasters, there have been some signs of recovery in the past two years, and it is very close to Beijing, and the relief has always been timely, but it is more prosperous than other places. Only the occasional dilapidated houses on the street are still reminders of the disasters that have suffered here.

This year's year is good, the weather on this day is also excellent, the wind and snow have stopped for several days, the sun is hanging in the sky, shining warmly, and the county is becoming more and more lively.

Everywhere, you can see people carrying large bags and small bags passing by.

People are always the most adaptable to the environment, and as the Spring Festival approaches, all the sorrow has gradually dispersed.

Yuan Xing looked at the relaxed expressions on their faces, and felt a little more satisfied in his heart.

was chatting with Wen Ke without a word, and by the way, he was looking for an inn to settle in, and suddenly, he frowned slightly, and grabbed the young man who was moving forward beside him.

Wen Ke was stunned by his actions and asked suspiciously. Turning his head to see the coldness hanging on the corner of the monk's mouth, he followed his gaze, and saw that in the middle of the street in front of him, there was an old man wearing a three-mountain hat, a big red robe, and a white beard, staring coldly at the two of them.

Yuan Xing glanced at the crowd coming and going on the street, and said, "Follow me." Then he pulled Wen Ke and turned around and walked back.

Wen Ke was dragged, but he couldn't help but look back curiously. The old man followed from a distance, and the figures on the roofs on both sides of the road swayed, and from time to time people with cold weapons jumped down and followed the old man.

This is something big. Although Wen Ke is young, he can also feel the good intentions of these people behind him.

"Whatever happens later, don't panic, just watch quietly." The monk's whisper came from his ears.

He looked at the other party, and at this time, the coldness at the corner of Yuanxing's mouth was gone, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

For some reason, seeing the monk's calm face, Wen Ke's previously beating heart suddenly calmed down.

The two went out of the city again, but they did not stop, but turned out of the official road and walked towards a remote place.

When he reached an open place, Yuan Xing stopped, turned around slowly, and waited quietly for a dozen people with bows and crossbows and swords to surround the two of them.

"The poor monk has seen all the benefactors." He chuckled and clasped his palms together.

There was no need for the old man to stare at him for a long time before he sighed softly: "If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have thought that the famous Mr. Bai Da would actually become an ascetic." ”

Wen Ke, who was on the side of "Bai ......", couldn't help but exclaim in surprise when he heard this, but thinking of the monk's advice, he hurriedly covered his mouth, but his eyes still looked at Yuan Xing in disbelief.

Unexpectedly, his monk master turned out to be Mr. Bai Da, who was born in the folk family, and this news really shocked him.

"Amitabha!" Yuan Xing's eyes drooped, and he recited the Buddha's name, but there were no other words.

The old man seemed to be very dissatisfied with his attitude, snorted coldly, and raised his tone: "You are mortal, but mortal dust has escaped into the empty door, but our family has broken its leg for two years." His voice was shrill and unspeakably harsh.

Yuan Xing sighed and asked, "Is the fish martial fish donor okay?" ”

"He's said to have disappeared the next day. Otherwise, it would take us so many days to meet? You hid it well, but it's a pity that you ...... after all," the old man replied, and then his expression froze, and he blurted out: "It turns out that you already knew." As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Wen Ke to the side, and nodded clearly: "It's really your style, what's the matter, I'm afraid that our family will embarrass this child, and you don't hesitate to expose yourself?" ”

Yuan Xing glanced at Wen Ke, who was dazed, and smiled slightly: "I don't know who the person in charge is, and I don't dare to let the little donor risk himself." If he knew that it was Yin Gonggong who was in charge of the overall situation, what did the poor monk have to do? ”

Generally speaking, there are no monks who beg for food in the evening. They met in front of Yuwu's bun shop that day, and as soon as the other party opened his mouth, he already noticed that something was wrong. And he didn't hide his appearance, if someone described it, it would be a matter of time before he was exposed.

He wasn't afraid, Wen Ke's kid would be difficult to deal with. If you think about it, you can only take it with you.

It's a pity that he hasn't been able to buy the materials for disfigurement, so he simply doesn't hide his tracks anymore.

"You're polite, if I can't find you, our family will really make this kid angry!" The old man, who was called Father-in-law Yin, replied with a smile, and then his expression was solemn, and he said, "Lord Bai, since this is the case, you can go back with me." ”

"The poor monk still has something to do, so he can't go back with his father-in-law." Yuan Xing smiled.

"You dare to disobey the emperor? Do I really dare not kill you? Grandpa Yin's face was cold.

Yuan Xing's expression was still the same, but there was no smile in his eyes at this time, he looked around, shook his head again, and said: "I'm afraid these bows and crossbows in front of me are not enough." ”

Father-in-law Yin ripped off his skin and sneered: "It's okay to say this in front of others, our family saw you dig out your forehead relics and ban ...... back then" Speaking of this, he suddenly felt speechless, hurriedly changed his words, and snorted: "How much strength do you have now?" ”

"Oh?" Yuan Xing took a step forward with his head raised, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he stared at the other party proudly: "It's just a stinky skin, if the father-in-law has a heart, he will take it himself." ”