It's September, and although the weather has turned cooler, it's still hot in the city at noon.

The sloppy-looking old monk was dressed in a tattered gray monk's robe, lazily crouched in a cool place, wiped the sweat beads from his head, and then reached out and scratched his buttocks, and called out a few times weakly:

"Mai is a god...... Don't ...... without money"

At this time, it happened to be a hot day, and the atmosphere of the world was relatively open, and from time to time a few beautiful women in cool clothes passed by, and the old monk immediately came to the spirit, staring at it with wide eyes, and even the corners of his mouth were drooling, and the passers-by around him were disgusted and far away.

As soon as the beauty left, the old monk lay down again, and continued to call weakly.

Finally, we finally welcomed the first guest of the day.

The old monk immediately straightened up and looked at the person squatting in front of his stall.

The person who came was a rough man, five big and three thick, but his face was unusually honest, and he was the type that was very easy to deceive.

Of course, looking at his clothes and tanned skin, he looks like the kind of person who runs hard every day, and he can't cheat a few dollars.

Seeing that the only guest today turned out to be like this, the old monk was really a little bored, and thought that mosquito legs are also meat, and whether he has money or not is his grandson, he is ready to say a few perfunctory words.

"What are you going to be, little friend?"

"Great, master, are you really right?"

As soon as the old monk heard that someone dared to question his professionalism, he lost his temper on the spot, and slapped the floor and shouted:

"What's that? Do you dare to doubt my level? You think I'm playing around with you? Has Mai heard of it? It is not allowed to ask for money. ”

As soon as the man saw him so tough, he was a little instigated on the spot, and hurriedly curry favor with him.

The old monk squinted at him and nodded secretly, he is still a blessed person, and it is not bad to meet someone like him.

At this time, another passer-by couldn't stand it anymore, and pulled the man and said:

"Brother, I see that you are pleasing to the eye, remind you, don't you dare to be cheated by this kind of old liar, he is an old monk, and he is actually under the banner of Mai Shenma, this is not a lie!"

The old monk squinted at the man's bad business, and he didn't refute it at the first time, but secretly said that it was a pity, and it was really not enough luck.

But I saw that the man smiled embarrassedly at the passer-by, and said apologetically:

"Brother, thank you for your kindness, I also know that it may not be reliable, but this is not my daughter-in-law will give birth in a while, I will ask for a good omen, even if I am deceived a little, I am willing!"

After he said this, the passer-by was not good at persuading, but before leaving, he couldn't help but glared at the old monk who was smiling on the side, and said fiercely:

"Don't listen to persuasion, this old guy will be sure to say what disaster you have recently and what treasures you need to buy to avoid disasters, and you must not be deceived by him at that time!"

The man said yes again and again.

The old monk grabbed his hair, flicked off a bit of mud between his fingernails, and still had that lewd smile on his face: "Don't listen to that person's nonsense, since you can meet me, Xiaoyou, it means that you are blessed enough, and I will count you a hexagram when the Buddha is treated." ”

This old monk is full of running trains, exiting chapters, and daring to say anything, but it is really a bit like that.

I saw that he was humming some unclear words on his mouth, and he didn't listen to the movements of his hands, and his eyes kept rolling up, which looked a little bluffing.

The man looked at him a little apprehensively, swallowed his saliva, and wanted to say that he obviously didn't say anything, how did this old monk start, generally speaking, it's not to ask for a birthday, and then just say something good, why don't you follow the routine.

But after seeing the old monk's chaotic operation, he actually frowned.

"It's weird, it's weird, it's actually fierce, shouldn't it ......"

The man thought he was going to pit money, and he was angry on the spot, he was a little silly, but he was not stupid, the man just reminded him that this old immortal still wants to use the same routine, even if he says something good at will, he is willing to give him a few pennies.

Just as he was about to leave, the old monk grabbed his hand, the old man looked skinny, but he didn't expect that he still had the strength to break free.

"Zhang Xiaoyou, don't be in a hurry, and wait for the old man to calculate carefully!"

As he spoke, the old monk grabbed his hand and closed his eyes.

That appearance was even more decent than the previous time, and it scared the man for a while.

The old monk was telling fortunes, and he was still muttering "weird, weird", suddenly opened his eyes, put down the man's hand, clapped his hands and laughed:

"I see, I see!"

"Zhang Xiaoyou, although your life is bumpy, you are about to meet a nobleman!"

The man surnamed Zhang was furious when he heard this, and his face turned red with anger, black and red, looking very funny.

He mistakenly took the old monk's words as if he wanted to say that he was his nobleman, and naturally thought that this old thing was an old liar who was greedy for money, and he was about to leave on the spot.

The old monk grabbed him and said with a smile:

"Xiaoyou, although you don't want to listen, I have to say, how can there be a reason to tell half of the hexagram?"

"Listen well, your life has ups and downs, I am afraid of a disaster of blood and light, but calamity is also an opportunity, as long as you treat people with kindness, there will be rewards in the future, remember, to treat people with kindness, treat people with kindness!"

The man surnamed Zhang couldn't help it anymore, this old thing not only wanted to cheat money, but also cursed people with blood and light, if it weren't for the old liar getting old, he would have to punch him.

Shaking off his hand, the man walked away with a gloomy face.

Before leaving, I heard the old liar's voice from behind:

"Zhang Xiaoyou, my hexagram has been calculated, and the benefits are a total of five cents, and there will be no discounts, from now on, you and I have exhausted the cause and effect, remember, you must treat others with kindness!"

Hearing that the old liar still wanted money, the man hurriedly walked away, too lazy to take care of the old fellow.

The old monk was not annoyed, but smiled and took out five cents from his arms.

This is a newly minted copper coin in the Jianyuan period, the fineness is very good, and the purchasing power is also good.

The old monk licked his lips excitedly, these five cents are to buy a pot of wine, in the past he was watched by the senior brother in the temple, and he finally had to bring two oil bottles when he came out, he hadn't tasted wine for a long time.

Suddenly, his face collapsed, his face was full of helplessness, and he could only wait for the next time.

He didn't have anything on the stall, so he put away the copper coins, stood up and patted his ass and left.

And on such a bustling street, one less old crook can't attract anyone's attention.

……

But he said that the man surnamed Zhang, after leaving the old monk, his anger gradually subsided, thinking of his daughter-in-law's big belly, his heart was happy, and he was ready to buy two cakes to go back.

While taking out money from his clothes, he looked for a stall, walked two steps, and the smile on his face suddenly froze.

Missing Wuwen!

He suddenly thought of the old monk's words, and first felt that the money was not taken away by the old monk, and he was immediately angry.

But before he could go to the old monk to settle the score, he suddenly remembered another thing-

He didn't tell the old monk anything just now, so how did he know that his surname was Zhang?

Looking at the inside of the clothes, the copper coins are all sewn well, and there are five cents missing out of thin air.

At this time, he didn't think that this was meeting a fairy, so he hurriedly bowed his head and silently recited the blessing of the gods, and fled home.

When he got home, he remembered the old monk's words again.

"Treat others with kindness ......"

……

When the old monk returned to a ruined temple, there were already two young monks waiting here.

Seeing his gray tattered monk's robe from a distance, one of the slightly taller little monks waved his hand and shouted:

"Master, we're going to eat!"

The old monk was furious, rushed up in three steps and two steps, and kicked the little monk in the buttocks.

"Zhending, how many times have I told you, we are not going to ask for food, we are Hua Zhai, Hua Zhai understands?"

Zhending pursed his lips and said disdainfully:

"The monk doesn't farm the land, and he doesn't give money, doesn't he just want food!"

"That's not the same, you want food because people sympathize with you, we fast, it's those masters, oh no, it's the donor's heart to the Dharma, can it be the same?"

At this time, another little monk asked weakly:

"But Master, didn't you make us dress a little pitiful?"

Old Monk: ......

"Zhending, Zhenhui, we have something important to do when we go out this time, how are you preparing?"

"Master, your way of diverting the topic is too blunt!"

The old monk ignored the naughty little disciple, but looked at the more well-behaved junior brother Zhenhui.

"Back to Master, the disciple is stupid and has not yet comprehended the essence of the Dharma, and he has been exhausted just by fasting in the past few days, and it is really difficult to make any preparations."

"Yes, Master, we came all the way from Xihe Buzhou, and we were already tired enough from traveling all the way, but when we arrived at Dongbao Shenzhou, you actually asked us to ask for food all the way to Luojian Sect, so what will the two of us fight at that time, just go home."

But I heard the old monk say quietly:

"Forget it, if you're not ready, you don't have to prepare, I'll take you to Qingshan Temple to stay in two days, and after eating something, go directly to the Falling Sword Sect."

"Ah, Master, are you angry? My brother and I will definitely redouble our efforts! ”

"Oh, no, I didn't expect you to win."

"Hey, hey, old man, call you Master, you're still floating, look down on me so much?"

The old monk glanced at this unscrupulous disciple and sneered:

"The Falling Sword Sect doesn't seem to rank high among the top sects, but do you really think it's muddy? When your uncle's eldest disciple came here, I led the team, and his attitude was similar to yours at that time, and later you also knew that the mother who was beaten by the little girl surnamed Ning didn't know it. ”

"At that time, I took a look from a distance, in addition to that girl, there were a few little guys of your generation, who were so lucky that they almost put the words 'I am the child of destiny' on their faces, just with your three-legged cat kung fu, you also want to compare with others?"

Yes, this trip to the Sword Sect, the old monk didn't expect his two disciples to be able at all

Really determined to admit decisively:

"Master, we are monks, we don't use our mouths and don't do anything, and if we can solve the things in Wendou, we should not fight."

Zhenhui didn't really have much interest in this kind of victory or defeat, but asked curiously:

"Since Master thinks we can't beat them, why do you insist on choosing the Falling Sword Sect as the first stop?"

"Hehe, of course it's because, you can't beat the Falling Sword Sect, but you can beat other sects!"

"Oh~ I understand, you old man is very bad!"

"Hehe, you kid understands so fast, and you're not a good person!"

"What are you all talking about?"

Zhending patted Zhenhui on the shoulder and patiently explained:

"Senior brother, what are we going out for this time? It's not to fight for a momentary victory, but to show the power of our skinhead cult - oh, Master, why are you kicking my ass again? ”

"Speak well!"

"In short, what if we lose to the Falling Sword Sect, he is in the easternmost side, let's be in the westernmost side. What we want to win is mainly those sects that are closer to us, and we lose to the Falling Sword Sect, which is called sophistication! Oh, Master, why are you kicking my ass again? ”

"Lao Tzu's grand plan of long-distance friendship and close attack, why is it so obscene in your mouth?"

"Whereever, let's just do this, and get the true inheritance of the master!"

"Be modest, I see that your cheekiness is already more powerful than my horizontal kung fu!"

Zhenhui was still a little confused, and she didn't understand the twists and turns.

However, he looked at the scene of harmony between his junior brother and master, and he didn't think about these troublesome things anymore, he just felt that the atmosphere of unity and friendship between his master and his master was really good!