I don't know what time it is, "Master, don't go, master......" The little monk opened his eyes, and it was still the girl like a wind chime staring at him, "Where is this?" The little monk struggled to get up

"Little monk, you are stupid, you forgot the place where you lived yesterday so quickly" The girl giggled again and patted the little bald head, "Your master is too unkind, he only told you to enter the village and didn't tell you how to get out?" You've been in a coma for a day and a night. ”

Liansheng has not eaten a full meal in the past two days, and he has already been so hungry that his chest is close to his back, and the little girl patted him lightly and slapped him directly to the stars, and Shengsheng lay down again, Lotus was also startled when he saw this, thinking that the little monk's martial arts are not weak, how could it be so unbearable, and wondered, "Lotus donor, the little monk has not fasted in order to hurry, and yesterday he consumed his internal strength to resist the smoke in the fog array in your village, and now he is afraid that he will starve to death." After speaking, the little monk really lowered his hands and closed his eyes.

It turned out to be hungry, Lotus Heart said, immediately picked up the soup on the table to feed the little monk, the little monk tasted the soup at the corner of his mouth and immediately got up, took the bowl and did not forget to say: "Female benefactor, you, you are really a Bodhisattva heart", then drank it in a big gulp, only to feel that such a big head will drink such a delicious soup, the bowl has bottomed out, a two-finger-sized crucian carp lying quietly at the bottom of the bowl, the snow-white fish eyes stared at the lotus sheng, and the remaining soup kept flowing down from the mouth of the bowl, "Oh, you slow down, it's all spilled outside, and the fish soup has many miles." The kind girl wiped the oil stains from the corners of the little monk's mouth with her sleeve, and she didn't want the little monk to cry, "Woo woo ~ The master said that people can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes, and one day I will break the greed and hatred obsession, and I will move the meat killing ring, and the master will break the meat ring after leaving for more than a month, woo woo, it turns out to be true." Lotus didn't know for a while, what kind of meat killing and lust ring, what greed and hatred, what kind of nonsense this stupid monk was talking about, it must be that the fish soup was too delicious, and he snatched the bowl, "I'll go and serve you a bowl again." Humming a song, he walked to the kitchen with his bowl

"Grandpa, the little monk drank a lot of soup just now, I'll go get him some dry food to relieve his tiredness." The girl met the old man who happened to come and said hello,

The old man glanced at the fish at the bottom of the bowl, "The fish soup you gave him?" ”

"Well, I asked Aunt Fugui, and she said that weak people want to drink fish soup," the little girl continued to prepare a delicious meal for the little monk with a bowl.

"Oh? Hehe, it's still your rich aunt who will take care of people. ”

"What, the fish that Aunt Fugui killed, the soup I boiled, the soup I boiled" The voice got farther and farther away, and the dragon king put away his smile and walked into the bamboo house, "Wake up, I heard that your name is Liansheng?" The old man sat in front of the bamboo couch, holding the pulse of Liansheng with three fingers, "It's okay, just inhale too much smoke and drink two more bowls of soup." ”

The little monk heard that he wanted to die, but he still said politely, "Thank you Mr. for rescuing the little monk twice, the little monk is grateful, but the bead is ......."

"Let's not mention the matter of the beads for the time being, let me ask you, did your stupid master only tell you to enter the village and not tell you how to get out of the village?" The dragon king sat down with his back to Liansheng, and an inexplicable coercion told the little monk that the old man in front of him did not save him for no reason.

"The master didn't mention it, he just asked me to cremate him when he went west and scatter the ashes into the lotus pond in your village." The little monk spoke about Long Yu's last words before his death.

"Where did the beads come from?"

"When the master's body was cremated, it came out of his dantian, and it also caused celestial phenomena, lightning and thunder." The little monk thought that the blue light was soaring into the sky at that time, and the torrential rain fell in an instant, but the old monk's body turned into powder in the fire and wind and rain, and he couldn't help but feel sentimental.

"It turned out to be sealed in the dantian, no wonder I couldn't find it after searching it all over the year" The old man's index finger tapped lightly on the tabletop, thinking silently in his heart, "Well, since you said that the bead was born in the rain, then you can discuss it with Lotus yourself, anyway, now the bead is in her." With that, he wanted to go outside.

"Old gentleman," the little monk turned over and knelt in front of the couch despite his weak body, "the first master has to ask the little monk to send the ashes back to the village before he dies, it can be seen how much his old man wants to return to the roots, the little monk is brave, pleading, begging you...... "wiped his tears" since I followed the master, ten years, north to the desert, west to the wilderness, east to the Yi region, has always been hoeing the strong to help the weak, to help the people, even if he made a big mistake, so many years of merit should be redeemed! The little monk kowtowed heavily, smashing the bluestone floor with a thud.

"Little monk, get up, the matter of Yusheng back then was too involved, even if I was the patriarch, I had no right to interfere with the punishment within the clan, I can only tell you that I am not only Yusheng's uncle, but also his master!" The old man tapped his hand on the table and waved it gently, and the little monk's body involuntarily lay down on the bamboo couch again.

The little monk was surprised and delighted when he heard it, happy that the old man in front of him was his ancestor, and surprised that the patriarch couldn't keep his apprentice, thinking that what the old monk did back then was really a big mistake. looked at the old man blankly, and then the lotus flower holding the fish soup walked in humming a song, "Grandpa, you bullied the little monk again, how can you become a Erlang god!" Is this opening the eyes of heaven for the little monk? Putting the fish soup on the table, the little monk's face was red and white for a while, and his tattered robe wiped his bleeding forehead.

"Hey, are you still drinking? This girl has been cooking for a long time! Pointing to the fish soup, the girl raised the corners of her mouth.

"Amitabha, even if you are killed, you will not drink it." The little monk burped, clasped his hands together, and recited Amitabha Buddha.

"What! You've drunk everything, and now you don't drink it, and you still call yourself a master! The water vapor condensed in the palm of his hand, "I'll beat you, I'll beat you." ”

"I mean, I don't drink anymore, it's not that I don't drink, it's not that I don't drink," the little monk explained, where did he think that he could make trouble with a full burp

"Cough, Lotus, stop." The old man commanded

"Grandpa, look at him, he drank a big bowl just now, and I served it to him again, and now he says that he won't drink it anymore, Aunt Fugui is right, monks and Taoists are the most annoying in the world." After speaking, he sat beside the old man in a huff. The old man lowered his head and leaned against Lotus's ear and said, "What do you rich and noble aunt know, true monks and true Taoist priests don't eat meat, and this little monk is also a fake monk." Haha" patted Lotus's head and slipped out.

The old man's speech was not light or heavy, not only into the lotus ears, but also into the ears of the little monk, and suddenly the little monk's face was red, "Don't believe the little benefactor, don't believe the old man's words, I am a serious monk." ”

"Oh! And another bowl? Lotus sneered, making a posture of slapping the little bald head.