Li Daoxuan made up his mind and was ready to fight to the death, but at this moment, a burst of cheers rang out.

The feeling of being stared at by a wild beast disappeared all at once.

Li Daoxuan breathed a sigh of relief, walked in the direction of the sound, turned two corners, and found that there was a group of people gathered there, as if they were watching the performance, and they cheered from time to time.

"Smash, smash!"

"The master is so powerful hard qigong!"

"Harder, harder!"

……

Li Daoxuan went up and found that it was two monks, one big and one small, who were performing their arts.

The great monk has a big waist and a round waist, wears a tattered robe, has charitable eyebrows, and smiles, much like the Maitreya Buddha enshrined in the temple.

At this moment, there was a large stone slab pressed on his big belly, which looked very heavy, making his face blue and a little breathless.

The little monk was wearing a simple cyan monk's robe, although the clothes were old, but they were cleanly washed, he looked fifteen or sixteen years old, his lips were red and his teeth were white, he was handsome and clear, and if he had hair, he would be a beautiful young man.

At this moment, the little monk was trying to hold a big hammer that was almost higher than him, and smashed it hard at the stone slab on the big monk's body.

Bang! Bang! Bang......

As he smashed it, he muttered, "Master, why can't this be broken?" ”

The face of the big monk below was almost purple, and the fat all over his body trembled constantly, and finally squeezed out a sentence.

"Which slate did you use?"

The little monk was a little embarrassed and said, "Master, I don't think the monks should deceive people, so I replaced the bad slate." ”

The big monk's face darkened, his lips trembled, and he said, "Iniquity...... Follower! ”

In response to him was the little monk's huge stone hammer.

Rumble!

The slate shattered, the little monk let go of the hammer, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and regardless of the master who had passed out, skillfully picked up a tattered bowl and walked towards the people.

"Good, wonderful!"

"That's amazing!"

"I didn't expect Master Sanle to be able to do hard qigong, but why did he lie there motionless?"

Some people saw the little monk walking with a bowl and bowl, and hurried away.

But there are still many people who give money, not much, almost all of them are a copper plate, just to watch the fun.

And no matter how much money the other party gave, the little monk recited the Buddha name in a low voice and bowed deeply.

When!

A tael of silver was thrown into the little monk's bowl.

The little monk was stunned for a moment, raised his head, and saw that it was a handsome Taoist priest holding an oil-paper umbrella and hanging a wine gourd from his waist, but his clothes looked a little wet.

"Amitabha, the donor has given too much, and a copper plate is enough."

The little monk's eyes were clear, and he took out the two pieces of silver without hesitation, ready to return them to Li Daoxuan.

Li Daoxuan looked at the unconscious monk and said with a smile: "Take it, take your master to see the doctor." ”

Seeing that Li Daoxuan insisted on not answering, the little monk had no choice but to put away the two pieces of silver.

Li Daoxuan nodded at him, for some reason, this little monk has an inexplicable temperament, like a piece of jade, clean and pure, which makes it easy for people to have a good impression.

But when Pingshui met, he didn't plan to make deep friends and was ready to leave.

The little monk stood in front of him.

"Little Master, is there anything else?"

The little monk clasped his hands together and said, "The master originally didn't allow me to meddle in these things, but since the little monk has received the donor's silver, he can't turn a blind eye anymore." ”

Li Daoxuan was a little surprised and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

He had seen it before, this little monk was wise and clear, and his roots and bones were strange, and he was a good seedling for cultivation, but he had not cultivated and had no magic power.

The little monk stared at Li Daoxuan, his eyes as clear as a mirror.

"The little monk saw that the benefactor's head was full of pure energy, he was a blessed person, but in the pure air, it was mixed with the calamity of the sky, and it became more and more intense, and there was a faint trend of black clouds pressing the top, I am afraid that within a few days, there will be a big disaster!"

Li Daoxuan looked at his serious appearance, and couldn't help but want to laugh, this little monk obviously has no magic power, and he dares to learn a fortune teller to cheat money?

He ignored it and prepared to leave.

However, the little monk's next sentence made him stunned.

"If the little monk guesses correctly, the donor's calamity should come from this oil-paper umbrella!"

The little monk stared closely at the oil-paper umbrella in Li Daoxuan's hand, his eyes were very solemn, and said: "The little monk saw that there was a woman in red living in this umbrella, and she was very terrifying, although she was asleep now, but if she woke up, the donor's life was not guaranteed!" ”

Li Daoxuan looked the little monk up and down, and was surprised in his heart.

You must know that Sister Yu is a red-clothed monk, which is equivalent to a monk in the Yin God Realm, and ordinary monks don't want to see Sister Yu even if they use their magic eyes, let alone that Sister Yu is still hiding in the umbrella at this moment.

But this little monk saw Sister Yu's true body at a glance?

The little monk really has no mana, and he is very young, so he doesn't look like that kind of monk with mana power, but he just saw it......

Li Daoxuan remembered his previous words again, saying that he was overwhelmed by black clouds and had a catastrophe.

And just now, he realized that he was being targeted, and was about to fight to the death......

Seeing that Li Daoxuan had been silent, the little monk thought that he was frightened.

"Donor, let's do it, this umbrella, the little monk will hold it for you!"

The little monk looked at the oil-paper umbrella with a hint of fear in his eyes, but he still mustered up the courage to say this.

Li Daoxuan came back to his senses, he smiled, and said, "Thank you, little master, but the woman in this umbrella is a friend under the umbrella, and she will definitely not hurt me." ”

Hearing this, the little monk's eyes widened and he said in surprise: "Donor, you...... You know? ”

"It's not a secret, the poor Dao is also a cultivator, and there are some slight Dao practices, of course, they can't compare to the little master's innate spiritual eyes."

Li Daoxuan remembered that the master said that the lark lit by the lady in Tsing Yi is a natural spirit and can see people's luck.

Perhaps the same is true of this little monk.

Sure enough, the little monk smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "Master said that I was born with discerning eyes, but in fact, I don't know anything except these eyes, it was the little monk who played in front of the Taoist." ”

However, he looked at Li Daoxuan with some hesitation and said, "But the Dao Chief's calamity is indeed getting stronger, could it be that the little monk is wrong?" ”

Li Daoxuan shook his head, he knew that the calamity was real, but since this little monk was completely powerless, he didn't want to drag him down.

"Little Master, I'm leaving."

He was ready to leave.

"Wait a minute!"

The little monk handed back the two pieces of silver and said stubbornly: "Since the little monk can't help the donor to resolve the robbery, then this money must not be accepted!" ”

Li Daoxuan couldn't help but sigh, what a principled little monk.

Just as he was about to take it back, a big fat hand snatched it away, wiped it on his clothes, and then slammed the little monk's head.

"You ruined criminal, our temple can't open the pot, and you still throw money out?"

The great monk didn't know when he woke up, he saw the silver, his eyes lit up, and he was full of energy, how could he be a little embarrassed just now?

Li Daoxuan's eyes froze, he didn't even notice it just now!

The little monk covered his head, tears of pain.

The great monk glanced at Li Daoxuan up and down, and then said with a smile: "This rich man—no, this donor, thank you for your reward, so let's do it, it's getting dark, the donor might as well go back to the temple with us for one night, and let the bad guy pay back this cause and effect." ”

"Is your temple far from here?"

Li Daoxuan asked.

"Not far away, just north of the city, and very quiet!"

"In that case, then the poor road will be disturbed."

Li Daoxuan did not refuse, this big monk does not know the depths, and the little monk is born with spiritual eyes, and he does not seem to be an ordinary person.

Maybe if you follow them, the black hand behind them will be a little jealous.

When the great monk heard Li Daoxuan agree, he patted his stomach and said with a smile: "Xuanzang, close the stall quickly, let's take the distinguished guests home!" ”

The little monk seemed very happy when he heard that Li Daoxuan was going back with them, he answered, and hurriedly went to pack his things.

Only Li Daoxuan was messy in the wind.

Wait, what's that little monk's name?

……