"Donor, why are you here?"

The evergreen monk suppressed the joy in his heart.

"I'm going to the Demon Town, wandering along the way."

"Demon Suppression?" Changqing was slightly surprised, "It will take at least one to two years to go to the Demon Suppression Pass. ”

Li Ping'an said: "You can always go, let's talk about you, why did you come here." ”

The Changqing monk clasped his hands together, "The poor monk was ordered by the teacher to travel all the way to preach Buddhism, and he was deeply touched along the way. ”

Li Ping'an did sense that the Evergreen Monk had changed a lot.

The aura of the evergreen monk before was only stronger than that of ordinary martial artists.

Now it is like a round of sunrise, and there is a faint surge of powerful energy.

Qi and blood are also more refined and condensed.

"Don't talk about that, how long have you been here?"

"The little monk has been here for more than three months."

Li Ping'an smiled: "Coincidentally, I don't have a place to live." ”

There is no need to be polite with the evergreen monk.

"This is natural, but the little monk still has something to deal with today, and he still needs the donor to accompany the little monk on a journey."

Li Ping'an was curious: "Oh? What's the matter? ”

"It's the daily work of a poor monk."

I want to come to Changqing Monk to mix well here, and they have all found jobs.

Slay demons and eliminate demons, or preside over the ..... of ritual for others?

Li Ping'an stretched.

Friends are all over the world, and they are not afraid to go anywhere.

It's time to live a comfortable life again.

...........

The evergreen monk took out a bowl from his sleeve and placed it on the ground.

Then sit down next to the corner.

Li Ping'an: .........

"If I'm not mistaken, this is in.... Beggar? ”

"What the hell is this!" Monk Changqing said solemnly, "This is fate. ”

A remnant sun spreads in the water, half of the river is sorrowful and half of the river is red.

After waiting for a long time, the bowl was still empty.

Monk Changqing sighed, "Today's harvest is not good~"

Li Ping'an took out the erhu from behind his back, "It's up to me to ask for food." ”

The evergreen monk corrected righteously: "This is the fate! It's not about asking for food. ”

After a while, the sound of erhu sounded leisurely.

The people in the stockade don't seem to have seen this object.

See two strangers, playing an unknown musical instrument here.

They came in groups, and soon attracted a lot of people.

Monk Changqing looked at the money in the bowl stacked high, and his face was full of excited smiles.

Eating noodles today, you can eat two bowls~

............

Smoke curls and a flock of egrets dances

Changhong drinks streams, extraordinarily enchanting.

In the shade of the woods, in the mist, the village exudes a kind of silence and gentleness.

Li Ping'an and Monk Changqing sat at a noodle stall, eating a stack of melon noodles unique to the 100,000 mountains.

"Where are we sleeping tonight?" Li Ping'an asked.

Evergreen monk: "Take the sky as the quilt and the earth as the bed." ”

Li Ping'an guessed.

It's all reduced to asking for food, and it's already good to sleep on the streets.

After eating the noodles, the two of them walked in the village in the night.

Smoke curls and crosses a stone bridge.

Monk Changqing said leisurely.

"One hundred thousand mountains and one hundred and eighty bays, the bays have stories, and the bridges and bridges have their origins.

That bridge is called Baoyou Bridge, according to the locals.

Back then, there was a river below, and the water was fast.

People over there can't get by, people over here can't get by.

There is an old monk here, sitting on the bridge.

The two sides were connected, and now the river has dried up, but the story has been handed down.

The poor monks have walked countless roads and bridges.

Only this bridge has brought a deep understanding to the poor monks. ”

Li Ping'an pondered for a moment: "You want to tell me that people are inherently dead, or heavier than Mount Tai."

Or lighter than a feather, with a tendency to be different. ”

Changqing: "No! The poor monk wanted to say that we would sleep under this bridge tonight. ”

Li Ping'an: .............

Cover a small quilt under the bridge and hide in the quilt to wipe your tears.

It doesn't matter if you wipe your tears, you can say yes, yes, yes when you meet someone.

Li Ping'an is used to sleeping in the open, at least there is a quilt here.

It's not his character to pick and choose.

As usual, before going to bed, he pounded the secret mud pill in his body.

Although the mud pill has been opened, it is only an empty shelf.

There are still many things that need to be done to open a tooth and build a house within the period.

Li Ping'an estimated slightly, at this rate.

It will take at least ten years to completely open the mud pills.

Li Ping'an is not in a hurry to break through, and it is conservatively estimated that he will develop in 20 years.

Building a house and laying a good foundation is a top priority.

"Fool, don't run! Idiot! ”

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the bridge.

Several children blocked a child in tattered clothes on the bridge.

"You run, you run!"

The leader couldn't help but say that it was a kick, followed by a slap.

The child he had beaten sat on the ground.

Big snot ran down and tears rolled in his eyes.

"Sue your uncle, sue your uncle again!"

Tie him to a tree! ”

I was debating what to do with this guy.

Suddenly, someone shouted: "Stop!!" ”

Following the prestige, I saw Iha carrying a wooden stick and rushing up angrily.

When the children saw Iha, they immediately panicked.

"Run! The madman is here again. ”

The children screamed, and the girl ran.

"Eat me a flying foot!"

Iha jumped to his feet, and it was a flying kick.

first kicked a little chubby dun led by the head.

Chubby Dun pushes backhandedly.

Iha pounced again.

In the midst of his struggle, Iha stumbled.

He rolled over and fell off the bridge screaming.

This scared the rest of the people into silly, some of them stood still, some of them turned around and ran.

.........

Iha blinked, his head down, his legs being carried.

"Hey, I'm not dead?"

Then his eyes lit up, "It's you, Li Ping'an!" ”