"You're fucking annoying..."

Huang Daoye turned around, looked at the monk with four eyes, and the whisk in his hand poked directly into the monk's big belly.

"The monk has a Buddha in his heart, and he has no worries in his heart," the monk put a large brush into his belly and directly sank the large brush into his belly, "It is also a monk, and the filthy Taoist still tells the old man what kind of wind blows the Taoist over." ”

There will be no way to sleep anymore, so Huang Daoye simply got up, put on his shoes and walked out.

Now it's okay, wherever Huang Daoye goes, the monk will follow, as if he was stained with double-sided tape, tossing for an hour, standing by a stream, Huang Daoye is really annoyed, and immediately said to the monk four or five meters behind him, "What are you going to do stealing the robe?" ”

"When I met an acquaintance, I was happy, and I wanted to see if I could go all the way and continue the frontier," the monk blinked innocently.

"Come on, you guys who don't leave Henan Dao easily will come here, there must be some purpose, you say it first, Dao Ye will talk about it," Huang Daoye pouted.

"There is a herb in this mountain, and the old man wants to come and take a look," the monk flicked the Buddhist beads in his hand and said very frankly.

"Just see?" Huang Daoye frowned, according to the monk's consistent habits, seeing that everything was a sentence of 'I am destined for the Buddha', the ghost believed that this robed monk was just looking.

"In case that herb is willing to go with Lao Ke, it will naturally be destined for my Buddha, and Lao Ke will take it back," a shy expression appeared on the monk's round face.

"God is willing to go with you, does the herb grow legs or wings?" Huang Daoye spat directly at the monk, "I've seen shameless, I've never seen you so shameless." ”

"Lao Wei originally wanted to find that herb and ask it again, if it didn't refuse, it must be because he was too shy to agree directly when they met for the first time, and naturally he was destined for my Buddha," the monk replied very seriously, and it seemed that he really planned to do this.

Don't mess with the monk, Huang Daoye replied directly: "Daoye's goal is also that herb, don't follow me, we each rely on our abilities, whoever finds it first will be whoever." ”

After speaking, Huang Daoye didn't care whether the monk agreed or not, he exerted force under his feet, crossed the creek with a few moves, and then walked towards the mountain without looking back.

I found a big tree casually, and Huang Daoye nested on the tree and began to supplement sleep.

I don't know how long I slept exactly, but when I vaguely smelled a strange fragrance in my nose, Huang Daoye opened his eyes, and it was already a dark sky.

I don't know if it's a matter of luck, or if the wind didn't blow indiscriminately tonight, in short, after looking for an hour, Huang Daoye finally found the herb on an inconspicuous hill.

On the stem, which was only half a meter high, green leaves were growing luxuriantly, and a bowl-sized white flower was stubbornly raising its head and spreading all its petals towards the silver moon in the sky.

The yellow stamens swayed in an orderly manner with the breeze, and the bewitching posture seemed as if several slender girls were dancing with the sound of singing.

Rubbing his hands, Huang Daoye slowly walked towards this nightshade, and his mind kept recalling some of the picking points expounded on the master's order.

Who knew that he had just walked up the mountain bag, and a bright bald head slowly rose on the opposite side, and the silver moonlight shone on the top of his head, and the reflected light was like a big light bulb, which was a little dazzling.

"Amitabha, the dirty man, there is a fate..."The monk folded his hands, put on the Buddha beads, and looked at Huang Daoye compassionately.

"You're poisonous, aren't you?" Huang Daoye gasped, and replied in his mouth, but his hand was not slow, and he grabbed the flower stem directly.

The monk's tone was gentle, but he was not slow in his hand, he grabbed the string of Buddha beads with his backhand, threw it directly, put it on the flower stem, and with a slight force, the whole Yetan fell towards the monk.

Huang Daoye was free with one hand, and he was no longer reckless, after thinking for a while, he discussed with the monk, "There is no one else here, half of the two of us?" ”

Hearing Huang Daoye say this, the monk also groaned for a while, and then nodded, stretched out his hand and continued to grab Yetan.

Grabbing the flower stem with one hand, the monk had a sense of ceremony, first recited the Dharma number, and then asked, "Hua, Hua, the old man met you in this wild, you must be destined for my Buddha, you should also be full of joy to go with the old man." ”

Rolling his eyes, Huang Daoye watched the monk play treasure, he waited for the monk to pick the flowers, and then half of the person divided the account.

Where will Yetan reply, the monk Quan was shy and embarrassed to answer, and babbled a few more words, then he clenched the flower stem, and then began to pull it up vigorously.

The monk also came to pick Yetan for the first time, and originally thought that it would be over if he uprooted it with force, but he knew that this pull, Yetan was just dragged into a little deformed, but it was still growing in place, not moving at all.

"Oh, robed monk, I see that this Yetan not only wants to go with you, but also wants to give you this mountain," the Taoist saw that the monk was deflated, and his heart was extremely refreshed.

The monk was also slightly embarrassed, first coughed, then let go of his hand, leaned closer, and looked at it first.

After a closer look, the monk realized that the stem of this Yetan had grown something unusual.

Although it looks like an ordinary plant, if you look closely, you will find that there are silver silk threads wrapped around the rhizome, and the ends are pierced into the flowers, supporting this Yetan, if you want to pick them, these silk threads are afraid that the whole flower will be destroyed in an instant.

I don't know if the moonlight on the top of the head is too strong, or the reflection on the top of the monk's head is too strong, but I didn't find the clue when I looked at it from a distance.

Dao Ye also found out, and his heart suddenly sank, this night epiphany seemed to have an owner, and the monk estimated that it had touched some early warning measures.

Sure enough, after a while, a figure hurriedly ran in the distance.

"Two! Two of you, let's do it slowly..."

The man ran as he waved his hand at the mountain bag.

In front of the main master, the two of them couldn't do it, so they could only wait in place and see the specific situation.

When the man ran to the mountain bag, Huang Daoye used the 'light bulb' to see the dress of the visitor clearly.

This person was dressed like a native of the Qi world, dressed as a rich gentleman, and carried a lot of jade and gold artifacts on his body.

The person who came was also shocked by the lineup of this monk, and then bowed his hand, "Two, this night epiphany has been carefully taken care of for seven or eight years, and it has its current growth, but it is not an ownerless thing." ”

Let's not talk about what the monk thinks, but the Taoist master muttered in his heart, the master order did not say that this Yetan has a master, but just said that a few years ago, a fellow disciple happened to pass by here, and found that there was a Yetan growing here, and calculated the day, it should be ripe and ready to pick, so he rushed over.

If there is a master, the same door will naturally have remarks, why did he suddenly change his character? Dao Ye thought about it, let's see what the monk said first.

The monk was a lot more single, and he didn't beat around the bush, and replied directly, "This flower, the old man has some use, I don't know if this layman can cut love?" ”

The rich man is also very tough, he refused directly without thinking about it, after all, there are some reasons to take care of this flower here, if it is taken away like this, the owner of the flower comes back, and he can't eat it and walk around.

In the courtyard just now, when he saw the silver mirror left by the main owner, he also rushed over in horror, for fear that something would happen to this magical flower.

"Can't add money?" The monk took out a large golden ingot from his bosom and held it in his palm and asked.

"I can't hide it, two, this flower is not my own, but it is entrusted by someone to take care of it here.

Looking at the rich man's resignation, Dao Ye could only secretly say that he was unlucky, and then spoke, "Since this is the case, I will not be embarrassed by you, tomorrow morning you go to the guest room of the temple at the foot of the mountain to find me to get a letter, and when the main lord returns, you will hand it over to him." ”

After Dao Ye said this, he didn't discuss anything with the monk anymore, turned around and walked in the direction of the temple.

When he returned to the temple, he found a little novice to borrow pen and ink, and left a letter on the table in the guest room.

Who knew that before he walked two miles, a bright bald head was waiting on the official road, and there was a carriage standing quietly beside him.

"Ami is a Buddha, a dirty man, it's too hard to travel at night, Lao Wei has a carriage here, do you want to go all the way?" The monk greeted with a smile.

"What about the others?" Zhou Weimin was also a little curious about this monk.

Although his mouth was full of dentures, Dao Ye still glanced at the Tianzi No. 1 room next door with a toothache expression.

"Is it okay for a monk to come to such a place?" Zhou Weimin was also stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that people were next door.

"Just take a look, that thing isn't a good thing," Dao Ye replied angrily.

With curiosity, Zhou Weimin stood up directly, and then walked towards the next door, and heard a faint snoring sound coming out of the door.

Gently pushing the door open, I saw the outline of a mountain of meat through the screen.

When he looked around the screen again, he saw a monk wearing only trousers lying naked on the ground, holding a half-gnawed hoof in his left hand, and a woman's pale green obscene garment in his right hand.

Perhaps it was Zhou Weimin's footsteps that woke up the monk.

The monk slowly opened his red eyes, and said to Zhou Weimin, "Amitabha, who are you?" Why do you peek at the old man sleeping? ”

'Okay! Absolutely! ’

Zhou Weimin held back a smile and arched his hand towards the monk, "Zhou Wu is in the lower city." ”

A few minutes later, a combination of monks and officials sat around a table in the second room of Tianzi.

"Come on, Master Zhou, you have a fate with the Buddha and me, let's go one, go one..."The monk happily raised his glass.