There is a large locust tree outside the abbot's door, with lush branches.

At this time, the summer is scorching, just in time.

There was nothing to do, and Shui Yihan guided the little monk to practice under the big tree.

"This one also has mutton, which you often have here. If it's done properly, it's also a delicacy in the world. What mutton eats is that smell, what sheep's head porridge, haggis soup, there are many ways to eat, not just roast mutton. Shui Yihan talked eloquently.

"But the sheep are so cute, I can't bear to eat them. The little monk couldn't help but interrupt.

"Why don't you think that when you eat fish?"

"I feel like there's a difference. ”

"Buddhism has clouds, and all beings are equal. It's to tell us we can eat anything. ”

"That doesn't seem to be the way this is understood, does it?"

"Well, I heard that you Buddhism practices the method of visualization, and one of them is the "White Bone View", after practicing it, all living beings are regarded as white bones, and even red powder is a skeleton, just like God regards all things as dogs. If you practice it, you won't feel the difference between sheep and fish. Eat whatever you want when the time comes. ”

“...... Reasonable. ”

"Then, I'll tell you about the seventeen ways to eat chicken......" Shui Yihan nodded with satisfaction. The children can be taught.

"Squeak......" The door of the abbot's room finally opened. Qing Weiyang walked out of it.

"Huh, Yi Han, why are you here?"

"Ah, Weiyang. Do you know the abbot? Hehe, I'm here to ask the abbot some questions about his practice, I don't know if it's inconvenient for him. ”

"This donor, my Buddha only crosses those who are destined, and the donor has not yet arrived, please go back. The abbot's voice came from inside the house.

Qing Weiyang frowned slightly. The master doesn't look like such an unkind person.

However, with her current cultivation and status, she is not qualified to say anything in front of him. I had to be silent.

She couldn't tell Shui Yihan that she was the reincarnation of Guanyin, and the master sold her face.

"Hehe, let's go, Weiyang. Shui Yihan was not too disappointed, the way of heaven was ruthless, he had already heard of it.

"Hey, wait, I'll go and persuade Master, wasn't Master like this before?" The little monk was upset, eating people with a short mouth, the matter was not done, and he was the most faceless person.

The "bang......" door is windless and automatic, and it has been closed. It seems that his apprentice doesn't plan to see him either.

"This ......" The little monk understands the master's temper, and if he goes to be coquettish now, it will be boring to find himself.

He stood in front of the door, turning his head to look at Shui Yihan in shame. Too aggrieved.

Shui Yihan beckoned to him and motioned to go together, the pot of soft-shelled turtle soup was still stewing.

The little monk was so moved that he didn't want to, and followed Shui Yihan away. Anyway, the master doesn't see him now, so I'll explain it later.

On the way back, I had a good tour. Shui Yihan does not worship Buddha, but it does not prevent him from appreciating the cultural ideas of these Buddhists. As the saying goes, the stones of other mountains can attack jade, and there must be my teacher for threesomes.

Among the three, Shui Yihan was the most interested, and he had long forgotten the unhappiness of being rejected by the mage, and was completely attached to the mountains and rivers.

The little monk didn't feel anything when he walked around his yard, and he only thought about the pot of soft-shelled turtle soup.

Qing Weiyang also seems to be absent-minded. However, she still silently stayed by Shui Yihan's side, occasionally looking at Shui Yihan and smiling softly. The eyebrows are picturesque, and the country is overwhelmed.

Before you know it, it's nearly dusk. The three of them walked to the camp.

In the camp, there are not a few people, but more and more. Look at this posture, you have to open a night market. Some wandering artists also set up a stage, just waiting for night to fall and make him a lot of money.

At this time, everyone in Xiaoliang Kingdom came. Richly dressed, ragged, handsome sons, small family Bixiu, deep resentful women, royal relatives, ordinary people, begging for food, juggling, etc., the whole country rejoices.

In the desert, the days are long and the nights are short, and although it is dusk, the sky is still bright and hot, and it is not much cooler.

Suddenly, a dark cloud drifted in the sky. Is it going to rain?

Rain is rare in the desert. Generally, it is done several times a year, or even once in a few years. I didn't expect to let Shui Yihan catch up.

No, this cloud is too small and too fast. Suddenly, he reached the sky above the caravan.

The clouds pressed lower and lower, and there was neither thunder nor rain, but a man jumped out of them. The purple clothes are fluttering, peerless, and they are Yunxian clothes.

There was silence all around, and even the disobedient cattle and sheep obediently closed their mouths. Such a fairy posture, majestic and immeasurable.

"Is this the caravan of the Blue Bird?" came the voice of the fairy, but it was cold.

"Exactly, exactly, I don't know what this fairy is doing?" Chen Mo stepped forward to communicate. He was receiving a distinguished guest, and he had to come out to respond at this time, for fear of annoying this sudden strong man.

"Akan, well, Shui Yihan is here with you?" After getting the confirmed answer, Yun Xianyi smiled, and her tone changed suddenly. This change is like a fairy descending to the mortal dust, stained with fireworks in the world, and the atmosphere is warm.

"Boy Shui? Come on, go and invite the water boy. "It turned out that I was looking for someone, and the attitude should be friend rather than foe. Chen Mo suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"No need, I'm here. "The water is cold and uninvited. Next to him are the little monk and Qing Weiyang.

In the crowd, they unconsciously gave up a large piece of open space for them. A strange handsome guy, two peerless fairies, and a small novice, this combination is so weird.

"Why are you here?" Shui Yihan vaguely recognized this figure, and looked at her with complicated eyes.

Since his rebirth, Shui Yihan originally thought that he had no worries. But when I saw the woman in front of me, my heart rippled again.

Some memory fragments that I couldn't find before slowly surfaced in my heart.

In a vague way, a long time ago, it was she who had been concerned about Shui Yihan and vowed to protect Shui Yihan for the rest of her life. And the water is easy to cold, and it seems that he promised her something.

The fairy tale is unscrupulous, but it is the most sincere. joked when she was a child, but let her guard her life.

These memories pass by in a flash, but they leave a deep imprint again. This feeling is like a lifetime away, but at this moment the heart is so clear.

Yun Xianyi looked at Shui Yihan, equally familiar and unfamiliar, with a love and pity in his eyes.

"How did you become like this? Who hurt you?" was followed by love, but anger. At the same time, he walked to Shui Yihan's side, gently hugged him into his arms, and examined him carefully.

Shui Yihan was just a young man at this time, and he hadn't grown yet, but he was not as tall as Yunxian Yi. The difference between the two martial arts cultivation was another hundred and eight thousand miles, and unconsciously, inexplicably, they lay weakly in Yun Xianyi's arms.

This sister and brother have a really good relationship. Everyone thinks so.

"Hehe, Yi Han. It turns out that you still have such a fairy sister. Qing Weiyang laughed in a low voice beside him.

"Ahem......" Shui Yihan came to his senses and broke free.

"Who is she?" Yun Xianyi's attitude changed again, cold as frost. didn't give Qing Weiyang a good look at it at all. One mountain does not tolerate two tigers, and there is only competition between peerless beauties, and it is impossible to cooperate.

"Uh......" Shui Yihan hasn't come back to his senses yet.

"Little sister Qing Weiyang, and Yi Han have been going all the way, getting along with each other in the morning and evening, and they are good friends. Hehe, this sister hasn't heard Yi Han mention it again. "For Yun Xianyi's indifference, Qing Wei CCTV did not see it.

"Qing Weiyang, the ninth princess of the Great Qing Kingdom, what are you doing here? Could it be that you are going to the Western Bliss Wonderland to seek immortals?"

"I didn't expect my sister to know about my little sister. Exactly. ”

"It's no secret that the Ninth Princess has the qualifications of the Heavenly Vein. is so talented, it is praised by people with hearts. Yun Xianyi's attitude was not as cold as before.

"Sister Xianyi, come and talk in my tent. Shui Yihan finally calmed down.

"En......"

As soon as this group left, the party was lively again. They have a national teacher in charge, and they are not afraid of outsiders making trouble. The peerless faces of the two fairies are unforgettable.