The red-robed woman's half-cut needle was hidden in Yun Qian's boots, and she carefully put away the two pieces, and asked, "Uncle Lu Shi, is there anything else?" ”

Uncle Lu Shi glared at him: "It's not for you to hunt, just in case." You can study in peace, and the next time I come, if I misestimate half of it, I will let you memorize the enlargement miscellaneous tricks word for word. ”

Yun Qian sent Uncle Lu away and began to pack up the things that were applied. The wooden house is two zhang square, small is smaller, and it is enough for living furnishings. All the utensils such as bedding tables and chairs are Uncle Lu Shi's compradors, so you don't have to think about it, but you still have to prepare more trivial things such as firewood and drinking water, after all, it is your residence for the next three years. Stacking books and ink, carrying water to dry firewood, scattering insects, and squatting back and forth also made Yun Qian's mood a little easier.

Two hours later, Yun Qian rested his legs, opened the burden he had brought back before, and groaned. The jade pendant and hand beads that his father and mother sought, Yun Qian took advantage of the fact that others were not paying attention to them and put them into the soil together, and the remaining white crystal and red jade were difficult to understand, so they stayed.

Thinking of the stingy appearance of the two of the Blood Luo Sect, it must be very precious, if they are thrown into the river and washed away, Yun Qian is a little reluctant, but if they are around, if they are discovered by the little people, they will cause trouble. After thinking about it, it is better to drink a hundred by yourself.

Set aside one, Yun Qian wrapped the remaining white crystal and hid it under the bed. From the outside, a flat stone was moved, and I wanted to crush it and soak it in the tank, but Bai Jing was a little hard, and it was smashed into pieces with an axe and hammer.

Picking out large and small grains, Yun Qian took out one on a whim and put it in his mouth, tasted a little salty, and didn't feel anything else, and spit it out and threw it into the tank: "Oops, I didn't wash it, forget it, I drink it myself anyway." Yun Qian clapped his hands and picked up firewood from outside to prepare for cooking.

In the middle of the room, there is a two-foot-wide space for heating the stove. The daily vegetarian food will be sent over regularly, and Yunqian can be steamed and cooked. It's just that his father holds the fire on weekdays, and Yun Qian is a little rusty, and he is smoked out of the wooden house a few times before it is ignited. picked up the iron pot and went to the jar to get water, and found that Bai Jing had not changed, so he didn't bother anymore.

Because it is located in the mountains, I can't hear the sound of the watch, so I can only follow the habits of the past, feel sleepy and then undress and rest.

Since then, in addition to cutting grass for his father and sister every day, and regularly burning sacrificial money, Yun Qian is studying schoolwork and learning business appreciation. After three months, life gradually adapted to it, but what gave Yun Qian a headache was that the weeds nearby grew too fast, and after each trimming, there would inevitably be a lot more on the second day, and if it was not cleaned up in time, it would soon rise to knenees-high. During this time, a man-high haystack had been piled up on the side of the wooden house.

Another strange thing for him was that there were many more animals nearby, not to mention hares, pheasants, and even birds and finches, and later two roe deer were added. Yun Qian was worried that they would dig up the soil indiscriminately, and they would drive it away a few times, but they would come back after leaving. After observing for a while, I found that most of the time they lay quietly and did not hide when outsiders came.

Yun Qian, a young man, tried to find some fruit to feed them, but he was disgusted, and it seemed that he was just enjoying the environment here. Yun Qian had no way to investigate, so he simply let it go. It is inevitable to be lonely in the mountains on weekdays, and having them is a kind of companionship. Really came to Xiong Zhen one day, and then made other plans.

Every other month, he would go home to clean the house, and for some reason the villagers always pointed at him, Yun Qian avoided it, and every time he picked up the early morning and evening trips. So, after I went home last night to clean up, I stayed all night, and today before dawn, I got up and went back to the wooden house.

The busyness of weekdays allowed Yun Qian to exercise his muscles and bones, and most of the day's footsteps took less than two hours, and he was not as tired as before, crossing the hills, and walking a few miles to arrive.

This time, however, I found that there was a man on the high ground looking in the direction of the wooden house, Niu Shan Guan Guan had no hair, and was wearing a shabby robe, holding a dark yellow bowl in his hand, like a monk and a beggar.

Yun Qian was vigilant in his heart, touched the sleeve crossbow on his left arm, and took out the copper smoke ball from the cloth bag, bypassed the place where the beggar was standing, and walked towards the wooden house silently.

I had the intention to avoid it, but I was still seen by the monk, and walked over slowly, and shouted at the same time: "Little donor, please stay." ”

Yun Qian secretly pinched the copper smoke ball and stood waiting. The monk was thin, his complexion was dull, his face was wrinkled, he should be fifty or sixty years old, his eyes were clear, and he was steady and kind.

The monk started his hand: "Don't blame the little benefactor, the poor monk is an ascetic monk who travels all over the world, suddenly saw the mountains and rivers here, angry and extraordinary, I don't know if there can be a master to live, the poor monk wants to visit one or two." ”

Yun Qian shook his head and said: "Don't blame the master, this is a place where the souls of the family are safe, and there are no high-ranking people, I'm afraid I will disappoint you." ”

The monk clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, the poor monk is disturbed, please forgive the donor." In this case, the poor monk left, not knowing that there were villages and towns nearby, and the poor monk wanted to go and fast. ”

Seeing that the monk was gentle and obedient, and there was no malice, Yun Qian let down his guard: "There are villages and towns, but there is still a half-day trip, and the master can't recognize the road, it may be longer." If you don't mind, I have some vegetarian food in my wooden house, and I will bring it to you. ”

The monk bowed his head and said, "Amitabha, thank you for your mercy." ”

Yun Qian smiled indifferently, led the monk towards the wooden house, and when he was about to reach the wooden house, he asked him to wait outside and run to the house to get the food himself.

The monks fixed their eyes to look at it, and found that this place was full of vitality, and the hundred spirits were peaceful, and they couldn't help but admire, not far behind the house was the tomb, and the monks did not dare to lose respect, and bowed down one by one.

After Yun Qian came out, he saw the monk like this, and said in a low voice: "Master forgive me, I am young and ignorant, and I don't know how to avoid it, which disturbs your state of mind." ”

The monks put together: "The donor should not be like this, the poor monk disturbs the purity of this place, and he has to receive alms, and his heart is uneasy, and he is willing to recite the scriptures for his relatives, I don't know if it is possible?" ”

Yun Qian was a little surprised: "It's just some ordinary food, why bother the master, when you get the incense in the future, it's not too late to invite the master." ”

The monk explained to Yun Qian with a respectful expression: "The poor monk cultivates Bodhi and does not dare to talk about educating sentient beings, but only seeks to be in a perfect state of mind. Moreover, the blessings here are deeply hidden, it is a good place to practice, and it is also a little selfishness of the poor monks, and I hope that the benefactor will be fulfilled. ”

Yun Qian couldn't understand the rules of Buddhism, but he could see his kindness: "In this case, there is Master Lao." ”

The monk was allowed to recite the Buddha's name, respectfully walked to the back of the house, and then sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, chanting endlessly. Yun Qian couldn't understand the monk's scriptures, and he was not rude, so he sat not far away and waited for him to finish reading.

However, it was late in the evening. Yun Qian didn't eat breakfast or noon, he was hungry, dizzy, and couldn't care about being rude, so he went back to the house to steam his rice. After eating, I heard that the monk was still chanting, and I couldn't help but laugh at myself. He took out the lantern from the room, lit it, and gently placed it next to the monk. I took out the book and read it by the light.

Monks and laymen have nothing to do with each other, and they share this pine candle. Xu is Yunqian had no relationship with the Buddha, and the Buddha's voice sang softly on the side, but gradually fell asleep:

The fields are grassy and wheaty, the fog is swaying, and the ancient road is red. The wooden door of the house is half open, the parents in the courtyard are busy, the warm sun is like wine, the vegetable field is fragrant, sitting around the table, taking vegetables and serving soup. Lu Shou parted, his parents were sad, the wooden cabinet stood high, he was helpless to pawn, and his friends respected each other, who knew that there were hundreds of mountains and mountains.

Scenes of the past followed, and I don't know how long it took, Yun Qian felt that someone was stabbing him, and he woke up in a trance. The night was still dark, the lights were like this, Yun Qian rubbed his cheeks, saw the tears sticking to his fingers, and sighed: "It turned out to be a dream." ”

wiped his face with his sleeve, and felt that someone was poking him, and he looked at it intently, and almost burst out laughing. In front of him, a half-legged weasel, with a tattered rain hat on his head, a few feathers pinned, his face seemed to be spread with flour and two pieces of white, with a wide short shirt on his body, and a white cloth on his shoulders.

The weasel stood on his legs, one paw pinching his waist, and the other clutching his calf with a stick. Yun Qian was angry and laughing, reaching out to snatch the clothes back, Huang Weasel ran away a few feet, stood up and clubbed the wooden branch to the ground, moved his chin a few times, and suddenly made a sharp and thin voice: "Do you think I am a person?" ”

"Poofhaha..."Yun Qian couldn't hold back any longer, raised his head and laughed. Seeing him laugh, Huang Weasel's body trembled, and he seemed to be very nervous, still insisting on waiting for Yun Qian's answer.

The monk on the side didn't know when the chanting had ended, Yun Qian's tearful dream, he saw it in his eyes, but he didn't wake up. And this weasel, who was dressed like a harlequin in the play, had actually been wandering for a long time, until he made up his mind, and then he woke up Yun Qian.

The monk recited the Buddha's name, got up and walked to Yun Qian's side and whispered a few words, after Yun Qian listened happily, his face was half incredulous, and he smiled and said to Huang Weasel: "Even if it is a human body, why bother asking, flying to the sky, just around the corner." ”

After hearing this, the weasel clicked and laughed, held the wooden branch, ran a few laps in place, and rushed into the mountain forest in a blink of an eye. Yun Qian heard the sound of his shirt being scratched by the hard grass again and again, and his eyelids jumped a few times: "Master, what did you just say about begging for a mouth, why is it so happy after I finished speaking?" ”