Seeing the emerald green hillside in front of him like a turtle shell, the pointer of the treasure hunting plate in his arms finally vibrated regularly, and he drank the spring water as he wished, and kept rushing to the mountain.

He inquired about the woodcutter mountain household in Fangyuan, this mountain is called Guibei Mountain, there is a temple on Guibei Mountain, there is an old monk in the temple, no one remembers the legal name, people according to the name of the place he turtle monk, the monk thinks the name is too ugly, all kinds of fox friends and dog friends give him ideas, there are Taoist priests who suggest green armor real people, scribes who respect turtle fishermen, and samurai generals who are free to clap. The monk smacked the wrong taste, and shouted loudly: The old man's name is Huifeng! This was probably the last time the old monk struggled to make a name for himself.

Mo Ruyi wore pine vines, soap boots were squeezed red and yellow by the mountain mud, and I saw Xiaomiao leaning among the fruit trees, and the two sleeves opened a row of vegetables decorated with peanut sprouts.

Shiding wax is thin and fragrant, and it is obvious that no one has cared about it for a long time, and now the decline of Buddhism can be seen. Mo Ruyi was not dressed properly, hurriedly stepped forward, and shouted while knocking on the door: "Zen master! Abbot! Master Bhikshu! The elder ...... shouted a few words without much movement, Mo Ruyi leaned on the crack of the door and looked inside, babbling: "It seems that he is not there, it's a pity." How can you not worship at the temple, the Buddha is not in a hurry, the Buddha is waiting for me. He went to the wall and climbed the branches of the teamelo tree to climb in. The temple door creaked open, and a boxy head hung down from the lintel of the high zhang, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a big nose and a wide mouth, which was twice as big as ordinary people. As soon as he spoke, his voice was like a muffled bell, and he directly shook Mo Ruyi down from the thin branches, "What are you talking about!" ”

Mo Ruyi is embarrassed, after all, it is really embarrassing to be caught on the wall, so he quickly straightened his clothes and twisted and walked over, and said with a smile that the Zen master was good, saying that he wanted to be a monk of Huifeng and listen to the sound of the upper realm. The big-faced monk opened the door: "Master is far away." Mo Ruyi quickly stepped one foot into Carmen, and smiled extremely flatteringly: "The holy monk is not here, and being able to visit the meditation room where he lived for one night is worth reciting a few days of scriptures......"

Who knew that this great monk was really well-limbed and wooden-minded, Mo Ruyi just laughed, and before he could say all the words, he slapped the door over, and with a flick of the door's feet, Mo Ruyi rolled out a foot away, holding his feet and screaming, looking at the temple door in disbelief, this monk's method of closing the door is hockey polo.

Hesitating by the courtyard wall, Mo Ruyi scolded Huifeng in his heart: Wang Ba Monk, shrinking his head and shrinking his head, only knows how to bring a smart and alert follower, leaving a stupid big man at home as a watchdog, miserable, really miserable. Touching the treasure hunting needle beating in his chest, Mo Ruyi was unwilling, if he found it, it would be better than Daddy's life.

Touching a few pieces of self-defense equipment, Mo Ruyi was cross-hearted, and jumped into the courtyard again, and coincidentally fell in front of Monk Zhier. At this time, looking at this big monk is really like looking at the cliff under the cliff, and he can't see the whole picture from the ground, and he is covered with a short brown dozen with holes to cover the clouds and the sun, shrouding Mo Ruyi in a gloom, Mo Ruyi can't help but slander: No wonder the old monk doesn't take you, the size is Fei Bu, and it is easy to wear, how dare you add a good satin from the state government. Seeing that the monk's two thick eyebrows were wrinkled into a strip of ink, Mo Ruyi immediately offered a smile and praised: "The Zen master has a good physique, it is really like the collapse of the hills." ”

The monk didn't say anything, only pushed the mountain-like body forward, and forced Mo Ruyi out step by step. Mo Ruyi took a few steps back, staggered to the ground, and saw that he was about to be squeezed out of the door, helping the monk to climb up like a gecko on the calf, the monk was stunned by his arms, and then waved his palm and scolded loudly: "Hugh is rude!" Mo Ruyi and the wooden door fell on their backs.

Mo Ruyi felt that the door was opened, and he was proud in his heart, and a wall of flesh stepped forward to block the air, Mo Ruyi couldn't help crying: "Zen Master Zhier, I have heard that you are gentle and amiable, I climbed here by these two heron legs, the sky is numb, and there are big insects and wild elephants down the mountain, so you can be kind and let me live for a night." ”

Monk Zhier bent down and walked out, twisted Mo Ruyi, and before he could get enough of it, he put him aside, lifted the door panel, gently stroked the mortise and tenon of the door shaft with his big palm, and took out a dagger to repair it. Mo Ruyi rubbed to the door, waited for Zhiji to install the door shaft, stretched out his hand and patted the door panel, and looked up at Zhiji seriously: "I have been watching the stars recently, and I found that there is a demonic energy gathering here. I have been practicing for many years, and it is not a problem to protect people, don't look at my small physique, but I am good at magic, and Elder Huifeng has long been friends with each other, this time he is out of the house, and it is our duty to be friends to be able to take care of Elder Huifeng's home and home. ”

When Zhiji heard this, he swept him from head to toe, and Mo Ruyi realized that Zhier's pupils seemed to be a little full, and he was dark and did not concentrate. Chiji tilted his head: "You seem to have to live here." Mo Ruyi nodded again and again, describing his intentions more neatly and magnificently. Tomoji waved his hand to stop him, thought for a while and asked, "Do you know how to do laundry and cook?" Mo Ruyi couldn't wait to take off his clothes and wash them immediately. Seeing him nodding, Tomoji said, "Since you know what will happen at night, I won't hinder you, you can cook and take your own ......" He pointed sideways to the place adjacent to the firewood house in the west of the courtyard and continued: "Don't come here to disturb me, if you like to rest, don't enter my house." After speaking, he stepped into the threshold, leaving Mo Ruyi behind him with a happy smile, "Zen master, my name is Mo Ruyi......"

The sky continued to show golden purple and blue, Mo Ruyi rushed to cook before the dark, buried a few sweet potatoes, and left a fire, waiting for the night to come. It has taken a lot of time to stay in the temple, and I don't know what to do with the monster that scarred Huifeng away after he appeared, and it has something to do with the rumored monster that scared Huifeng away.

Mo Ruyi sat on the threshold of the stove room, holding a sweet potato in his hand, blowing the cool evening breeze, and the slight smell in the middle was really uncomfortable.

The night sky, which was no longer separated by heaven and earth, suddenly floated a few brilliant rays of light, and then the Ambilight gushed out. A few female voices sounded outside the temple, the high tactful and the low crisp. Mo Ruyi thought to himself, this is coming, and moved backwards into the house, hiding his body in the dark.

The temple door opened inward, and all the people who were purple and red made Mo Ruyi's eyes shoot out. On weekdays, I have come into contact with a lot of beauties in the Langya Palace, and stayed in Kyoto with the Langya Evil King when paying tribute to rare treasures, and the so-called goddess country has to see a lot, but when a group of women stand in one place, they only feel dazzled, the more they compare, the more they have no characteristics, and they only feel tired compared to each other, and they naturally can't taste how beautiful they are. But the group of women in front of them, each with their own style, their posture is like a whisper, and they are about to enter the bottom of their hearts, the jade toes are stained with dust, and each person seems to have different music sounds, which makes people's hearts lighten instantly, but the smell is really unpleasant.

A woman in a purple coat raised her hand to call out to her hesitant friend after the queue, while handing her long phoenix eyes to Mo Ruyi's hideout. These eyes were extremely clear, as if a little more ink had been magnified on the tip of Mo Ruyi's nose, Mo Ruyi didn't dare to look any further, and held his breath tightly.

The group of girls gathered in the northwest corner, respectfully asked: "Daxian, the slaves are bothering again, I don't know if you dare to bother Daxian?" ”

"Beauty doesn't have to be restrained, wait for you at some time." The response was a clear male voice, and then he seemed to smile, which made Mo Ruyi shudder, "You don't have to call a certain immortal, just ask me to hug me." The group of girls laughed for a while and was more passionate than Shangyuan, "Hug the great immortal, hug the spirit!" ”

In the small side room in the southwest, Tomoji stretched his neck to glance at the bustle on the other side, and sat on the wooden table again, leaning back against it, bending one leg and the other against the frame, blinking from time to time as if thinking about something. There was only a narrow meditation bed in the room, on which lay the same stout monk on his back.

Mo Ruyi watched the women go in, and the candlelight in the northwest corner was flourishing, so he shook out a gauze from his arms, and the gauze reflected the faint light under the stars and moon, wrapped his whole body and disappeared from his body, and slowly swam past the wall. The soil wall is concave and convex, the chalk is slightly peeling, and Mo Ruyi's palms are slightly sweaty, which is more nervous than hiding from his father's first prostitute. The carved window lattice, although not very fine, can also see the owner's attention to this room, Mo Ruyi chose the dark corner of the backlight to secretly look in. The interior of the house is clearly the appearance of the scripture hall, with bookshelves erected on both walls, the green tripod incense mist is swirling, and the red and purple skirts are handed over, and the whole picture is very colorful.

Mo Ruyi looked for a circle but didn't find it, although there was a reason for being dazzled by a beauty, but this person is too difficult to find, a man among the flowers should be a more conspicuous large piece. I don't know why Mo Ruyi was a little relieved in his heart, and he counted them one by one, this time he didn't look at his face, he only lit the beads in the woman's hair, and there was really little distraction. When he got to the dense, he had to pay special attention to distinguish the clothes, and along a wide sleeve with an ink edge, he found the owner of the sleeve.

Plainly dressed, the whole person was so light that he wanted to blend into the corner of the scripture hall, but after a few more glances, Mo Ruyi immediately discovered the reason why he was so hidden. The color of the women is like a morning hibiscus, but against his background, it seems that after a few days, it finally lacks a trace of aura, the red looks hasty and heavy, and the white looks dull and bland. But no matter whether they are beautiful or ugly, compared with them, they can't give birth to a trace of shame, jealousy and hatred, as if they smell a trace of the true meaning of all things in the mirror. The people who all the strong soldiers and fierce generals wanted to dig out were born like this.

He gently hugged the two women on the left and right, echoing the women's voices from time to time. Mo Ruyi thought to himself, although this person didn't grow up in the palace, but this scene is magnificent, I'm afraid that none of the terrace Afang can catch up. From time to time, he teased the ends of the woman's hair and rested his arms on the woman's shoulders, but he did not look frivolous. The woman rotated from time to time, and the substitute did not go far, the bold one was next to him, holding his fingers and laughing, and the small and heavy ones were also gathered in one place, attached to his clothes.

A woman with a column of autumn flowers pinned to her head pulled over a female companion in a purple shirt to replace the second woman in the man's hand, and the female companion was reserved and solemn, revealing only the acacia flowers on her head. Qiu Yinghua's complexion was bright, and after seeing that the second daughter said to wait a while, she turned back to Hehuanhua and said: "My Mrs. Xianchai, tell you to hurry up, this round is going to take the next round, I haven't caught up with you yet." I haven't been pregnant for more than 30 years, I'm in a hurry, how can you still sink after more than 80 years of not moving? Lady Xianchai's head was lowered, and her footsteps followed the rush of Qiu Yinghua.

A woman joked about Mrs. Xianchai, while talking about the first time she and her female companion met and hugged Daxian a few days ago, and when she went home, a woman in yellow and velvet was slightly hesitant: "Mrs. Xuemei, my sister has been with you a few times and has not been happy." The woman raised the fiery red hair ornament on her head, and made a slight accusation: "You mute monkeys are already infertile and can you be with Zhu Bi, it will take a few more times to work." Don't be disrespectful in front of the Great Immortal, you are still young, come to get close to the Great Immortal, and you have your own blessings. While speaking, Mrs. Xianchai and her female companion were leaning in front of the man's arms, and Mo Ruyi saw Mrs. Xianchai's delicate and moving face, her eyes sparkled and looked at the man's side face, and then bit her lip and moved away.

Mo Ruyi sighed, this scene comparable to a large-scale fraud was actually encountered by himself. The heir to the throne of the Heavenly Family, the eldest son of Emperor Huai, the legendary prodigy who was picked up and raised by the immortals, is a charlatan, and he is also in the business of asking for children. sighed for a while, Mo Ruyi thought again, what the heavenly family does is also the business of asking for children, which can be regarded as inheriting the ancestral business, and should not be too embarrassed.

The man suddenly looked at Mo Ruyi's side and said, "The two beauties are so far away, but they scared you?" Mo Ruyi was shocked, almost thinking that he would be dragged in by the demons, and soon two graceful figures walked out in front of him, squeezed out several candlelight, and swayed out through the window lattice. The second daughter, Ai Ai, walked up to the man, gave a salute, and said in a pink dress: "I am not married yet, and I am not here to ask for a child." I heard that Daxian was famous, and I didn't know if I could get my wish. The man asked, and the woman in pink said that her relatives were about to be killed by a family, and most of today's towns are under the care of the Xuanmen, and the demon spirits entered the market for no reason, for fear of being pursued by the Xuanmen.

The man asked a few more times, the unrefined poultry was not in the jurisdiction of the demon spirit, but listening to the meaning of the demon girl, he just let himself come forward to buy it, and it was really not a big deal to be a thief. The location that the demon girl said was just a small village, and no one would recognize herself, and she had the right to travel and catch up with the market, so she should accept it. showed a warm smile, causing all the women to whisper again and again, regretting that Daxian couldn't look down on himself and couldn't ask for a son more directly, thinking about it like this, he couldn't help but look at Daxian a few more times, and he couldn't move away as if he had taken root.

Another woman in white saw that the woman in pink clothes had a promise, and hurriedly said that she was not asking for a child, and then said under the urging of the women: "I am also a newcomer to the Demon Palace, and I am worried about how to repair the cave, admiring the beauty of the fairy palace in the world, but I can't invite craftsmen in the world." Daxian has a lot of knowledge, can you advise me on the staff? She looked at the sluggish woman beside her, and shook her hands in a panic, "I'm just a sesame trivial matter, I hope it didn't disturb Daxian Qingxiu, this sister's family affairs are urgent, don't worry about me, if Daxian has time, Hongxi is waiting for you at any time." ”

When all the women heard this, they all beat their chests and shouted insidious, it turned out that courtship could be said so seamlessly, and they all resented Mrs. Wushan who recommended herself as a pillow.