Weasel, "Report to the boss, there's a stranger over there, and he doesn't look like a good person!" ”

"Well, I see, that guy comes a lot, just like you, you can only be outside, you can't go in." ”

Weasel, "Roger, Boss, I'll be watching him outside." ”

Guo Huaiyang watched the squeaky and watery exchange between the weasel and the earth dog on the side, and unconsciously grew the boss with a long mouth.

He had the feeling of watching a real-life version of Animal Story.

"Are they talking about me?"

"Weasel and earth dogs can communicate with each other, isn't there a communication barrier between different species?"

After some exchange, the earth dog turned around and returned to the woods, leaving the weasel to stay outside and look at Guo Huaiyang.

"These eyes are very spiritual!"

Guo Huaiyang came to the big tree where he had listened to the scriptures and stopped. The weasel stayed not far from him and stared at him.

"Well, ahem." Guo Huaiyang smiled and waved at the weasel, which blinked, then stood up and waved at him.

"Tsk, interesting." Guo Huaiyang exclaimed when he saw this.

He unfastened his backpack and pulled out a few packs of snacks from his backpack.

"Cake, ham sausage, potato chips, apples, which one do you eat?"

Huang Weasel looked at the snacks on the ground, and then looked up at Guo Huaiyang.

"I suggest trying this, this is pure lean meat, no preservatives, safe and healthy, I'll open it for you?"

After speaking, Guo Huaiyang peeled off the ham sausage and handed it to the weasel, but the weasel didn't take it, but just sniffed it from a distant position.

"Don't you like the taste, it's delicious." Guo Huaiyang broke a piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

When the weasel saw that he had eaten it, he jumped to his side, snatched the ham sausage from his hand, and then quickly jumped away, took a bite and tasted it, and then held the ham sausage and nibbled on it.

"Good guy, that's fast!"

Guo Huaiyang waited quietly on the trunk of the tree, and soon it was noon, which was the time when the sun outside was the hottest, but the forest was cool and pleasant.

Seeing him leaning against the tree, the weasel on the side also followed suit and leaned against the tree on the side.

The breeze in the forest was breezy, and occasionally a few wisps of strolling fell in through the dense leaves, the light and shadow were mottled, Guo Huaiyang leaned on the tree and fell asleep unconsciously, and woke up to find that the weasel was gone.

"Where did you go?" He looked around, not noticing that a pair of eyes were staring at him from a tree beside him.

Guo Huaiyang leaned against a tree, holding a volume of "Shangqing Dadong True Scripture" in his hand and read it softly.

This Taoist scripture is known as the way of not needing "Jindan", read it ten thousand times, and you can become an immortal, which is a classic.

Since listening to the scriptures in this mountain a few times a few times and feeling the mysteries, he has found a copy of the "Shangqing Dadong True Scripture" more than 300 years ago, and he has to recite it every day.

Although I don't have the extraordinary feeling of listening to the scriptures in the mountains, I do have occasional realizations.

On the tree, the weasel stayed there quietly, watching Guo Huaiyang chant and listening to the Taoist scriptures that he couldn't understand.

Before I knew it, the sun was setting, and the sky was getting dark.

The lights were lit in the hut,

Make a fire for cooking,

Take the mountain spring water, steam the "rouge rice", the tempting aroma, wafted out, the weasel who stayed in the tree twitched his nose a few times, looked in the direction of the hut, stretched out his tongue and licked it.

"It smells so good!" Guo Huaiyang glanced inside the forest.

"I don't know what kind of delicacy Mr. is cooking in there?"

Grunt, his stomach growled.

He then took out a bag of bread from his backpack, unpacked it to cushion his stomach, and then leaned back on the water, closing his eyes to recuperate.

In the hut, there is a person and a dog, a piece of rouge rice, and a pot of bright vegetables.

A large pot of earth dogs was eaten quickly, and even the basin was licked cleanly.

After eating, Wang Qian came to the small courtyard, glanced outside, a blue-black, a red and purple breath, and looked at the sky.

"It should rain tonight, probably not small."

After observing the celestial phenomena, Wang Qian returned to the hut, took out a Taoist scripture, recited it, the sound of the scripture floated out of the hut, and Guo Huaiyang, who was waiting outside, heard the sound of the scripture, and immediately sat up and listened attentively.

The weasel on the tree next to him did not show anything unusual at first, but after a while, he suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the mountain forest, stood up, moved his ears a few times, listened quietly, listened, and fell into a trance.

One person recites sutras in a hut, one dog, one weasel, and one listens to sutras outside the house.

Gradually, the wind in the mountains seemed to be stronger, and it was a little cooler, but no one cared.

Above the sky the dark clouds began to converge and roll,

Click, raindrops fell from the sky and fell on the leaves, one drop, two drops,

Click, a thunderbolt pierced the night sky, like a glowing dragon,

Guo Huaiyang trembled, broke away from the state of listening to the scriptures in silence, looked up at the sky, and the rain fell from the low to his face.

"This rain is really not at the right time, but fortunately I was prepared." Guo Huaiyang actually took out a raincoat from the backpack he was carrying, and then continued to sit there and listen to the scriptures.

The chanting from the hut was uninterrupted, and it was still heard clearly, rain or shine.

The raindrops in the sky kept falling, and the light rain turned into moderate rain,

Hey?

Guo Huaiyang found that the content of Wang Qian's chanting had changed.

"This is, the Divine Jade Shu Treasure Sutra?"

In these days, Guo Huaiyang has read through the Taoist collections, and he can't say that he has written down all the classic Taoist collections of various sects, but he has some impressions of the beginning of each Taoist scripture.

As Wang Qian recited the scriptures, the thunder in the sky seemed to be a little denser.

The sound of warp continues, the thunder continues,

One on the earth, the other in the sky,

The voice of a man, the voice of the sky,

It's like echoing from afar!

The weasel did not dare to stay in the tree for a long time, but ran down and hid under a rock, faintly uneasy.

Although he has achieved great cultivation, the fear of thunder and lightning in his bones has not been eliminated, between heaven and earth, animals in nature have this natural fear of thunder and lightning, which is innate, and so is human being.

Thunder is the most masculine force between heaven and earth, which can restrain all kinds of demons and monsters, so there is a saying that thunder is the leader among the ten thousand laws.

The sound of the warp did not stop until late at night.

"Thank you, sir, for passing on the scriptures." After the sound stopped for a long time, Guo Huaiyang got up and bowed to the hut where Wang Qian was.

After making sure that Wang Qian had no other instructions, he braved the wind and rain to go down the mountain, went to the mountain village, and lived in the renovated house for the night.

On the mountain, the weasel hid in a hollow under the rocks, and did not dare to go out.

In the hut, Wang Qian got down from the rocking chair, but he did not rest, he felt something, sat cross-legged, recited the scriptures silently, and soon entered the scriptures.

The sound of wind, rain, thunder and lightning outside seemed to be inaudible, and everything seemed to have stopped.