"Selling steamed buns, hot meat buns, white-flour steamed buns just out of the cage!"

In Yuzhou, in a county town called Liufeng County, in front of a simple bun shop, there was a little girl dressed in tatters.

The little girl stared at the meat buns in the cage with her index finger in her mouth and unblinking, looking at her as if she hadn't eaten for a while, even if the saliva dripped down her fingers onto her clothes, she didn't notice it.

And only more than ten meters behind the little girl, there is a little monk holding a rosary, a monk's robe although there are many holes but still plain, he looked at the little girl very helplessly, hesitated, or raised his feet and walked towards the little girl.

"Do you want to eat steamed buns?"

Hearing this familiar voice, the little girl didn't turn back, but just nodded indifferently.

"Then let's say in advance, I'll give you all the money after eating the buns, you go home obediently, don't follow me, okay!"

The little girl who was still reluctant to give up on the bun a second ago immediately put away the saliva at the corner of her mouth, and then turned her head and looked at the little monk with cold eyes.

"Then I... I don't want buns! Don't drive me away, I'll be very obedient. ”

"Alas. ”

Seeing the sister-in-law's family, whose tears were about to flow out, the little monk knew that he had been defeated again.

At the beginning, his master said that his Zen machine was in the west of the Southern Tang Dynasty, but when he walked all the way west, he did not meet the Zen machine, but met a little girl whose family was ruined by the drought.

The Buddha said that saving a life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, so when she first met, the little monk Qingfa didn't think anything and took her with him.

But when the drought ended, Qingfa hoped that she could settle down in one place, and no matter how bad she was, she could find a good family to settle down in the rest of her life, but the little girl was unwilling to live or die.

Later, in a fit of anger, the little monk Qingfa returned to Dachu from Nantang, but he didn't expect this little girl to come over with him.

I can't get rid of it, and when I say that I left this little girl, I just looked like she was crying, which made Master Qingfa have a headache.

Even a few days ago, he was embarrassed to go back when he stood at the gate of his temple for a long time, if he let the master know that he had brought the girl back, then he would not have to be accompanied by the toilet in the temple for the rest of his life.

And in addition to cleaning the latrines, those senior brothers and sisters in the temple will also laugh at him to death.

Thinking of these consequences, Qingfa couldn't help but shudder, and immediately dispelled the idea of going back to the temple, but he didn't know where to go next, so he stumbled all the way to Yuzhou.

"Don't cry! Don't cry! It's a big deal if I don't drive you away, I'll buy you meat buns." ”

Instead of looking at the little girl with two lines of tears, Qingfa just lowered his head and walked to the bun shop, while the little girl looked at the place where her toes followed him three or two steps behind.

"Donor, how do you sell meat buns? ”

"Two cents for one, five cents for three, objective, what are you going to do..."

The shopkeeper was just focusing on his steamed bun shop at the beginning, so he didn't notice that there was a little monk standing in front of him, and he could see that although the shop was very shabby, he still cherished it.

Finally packed up, he put a piece of white cloth on his shoulder and was about to load the bun when he saw the little monk Qingfa standing in front of his shop.

"Yo, this little master, why did you secretly come to buy meat buns, I don't dare to sell them to you, not to mention whether your master will spank you when he finds out, even if the Buddha knows about it, he will blame me in the dark." ”

"It's not like that, I..."

Qingfa didn't explain too much, but turned sideways to reveal the little girl standing behind him, and then the owner of the bun shop showed a sudden expression of realization.

"Then little master, you're going to buy a few buns. ”

Qingfa took out a money bag from his sleeve, which was the coil his master gave him when he went out, but now the money bag was very deflated, even if it was full of broken silver, there was not much money left.

After weighing it several times, he turned to look at the poor little girl, and then held out three fingers to the shopkeeper.

"Donor, please pretend to be three for me. ”

"Okay!"

Taking the dried lotus leaves that had been prepared a long time ago, the shopkeeper put three buns in it, he thought about it, and then put two more buns in it.

And just as he was about to pack, he opened the lotus leaf again, took out the two meat buns, took a lotus leaf again, and put six or seven white flour steamed buns in.

The cost of the meat buns is too high, even if the shopkeeper wants to give them some, it is already very painful to take out two, and the key is that the meat buns are simply full.

After thinking about it carefully, he still decided to give them some white-flour steamed buns, which were not only cheap but also full of one, just these seven or eight steamed buns were enough for them to eat for two days.

"Little Master, I will accept the money for the buns with a cheeky face, and these steamed buns will be given to you by me. ”

Taking the five copper coins in the little monk's hand, he handed the buns and steamed buns to Qingfa, and Qingfa was not hypocritical, mainly because he was carrying a girl by his side, and he was afraid of starving this little girl if he was hungry.

"It's... Thank you, donor. ”

Handing the lotus leaf containing three meat buns to the little girl, Qingfa turned around and walked out of the city, since he didn't know where to go, then go all the way east to see the world of Da Chu, if only he could find a good family for the little girl behind him.

The shopkeeper of the steamed bun shop took off the white cloth and wiped his hands, looked at the little monk and the little girl who were gradually walking away, and was stunned, and finally was pulled back to his thoughts by a shout to buy steamed buns, and he went to work......

Walking on the road out of the city, the little girl was very satisfied with the meat buns, and Qing Fa took out a steamed bun and gnawed it.

"Why don't you eat meat!"

Half of the steamed bun was chewed, and a crisp voice came from behind Qingfa, as if in the eyes of the little girl, why would there be people who don't eat meat?

"Because I'm a monk, I can't eat meat. ”

"Why can't monks eat meat?"

"Because a monk can't kill, he also needs to cultivate his compassion. ”

"It's a shame that the monk can't do anything but eat meat. ”

While speaking, the little girl opened her mouth again and took a bite of the steamed bun full of meat filling, and Qingfa swallowed the steamed bun in her mouth.

"You can't drink, you can't steal, you can't lie, and you can't marry a daughter-in-law!"

The first few things were fine, the little girl probably didn't care about chewing the buns, but when the last sentence fell into her ears, he stopped and stood there, forgetting that he was holding her favorite meat bun in his hand.

"Hey!"

Looking at Qingfa's back, she shouted to him excitedly.

"What's wrong again!"

"If you don't become a monk, okay?"

......

"Click, click, boom!"

In a secluded valley that is inaccessible, there is a sudden sound of trees being cut down and falling to the ground.

After passing through the dense forest, we came to the outside of a small valley, and standing outside the valley, you could clearly see a young swordsman holding a wooden sword.

But to be precise, the sword-wielding boy was no longer a teenager, but a young man, because some mustaches began to appear at the corners of his mouth and chin.

In addition to him, there was a small waterfall and a waterhole that broke out of it, and beside the waterhole was a dilapidated thatched house, and outside the house stood a tomb that looked like it was constantly being cleaned and repaired.

Watching the trees fall in response, the young man walked back to the grave with a wooden sword and sat down.

"Master, look at the apprentice's sword, is it much better than when you couldn't even use the sword qi back then, but I guess even if you see it, you will still laugh at me without hesitation, I guess you will say why you accepted me as an apprentice, and it took so long to practice to be a third-grade, it's a shame to say it!"

Putting down the wooden sword in his hand, the young man took out a yellowed letter from his arms, and looked at the familiar handwriting on it, and the young man's nose was a little sour.

"Jiang Fuyu, there is more than blessing every year!"

"Master, in fact, I have long understood what you mean, you are not not not asking me to take revenge, but I hope that I will not practice swords for revenge, since you couldn't let go at the beginning, you must stand up and take on the responsibility of decades ago, then as an apprentice, of course, my temperament is the same as Master. ”

Finally, the name changed from Ergou to Fuyu, if it was a few years ago, Jiang Ergou would definitely jump up with joy, but now, he hopes that the old man who always likes to pick his nose with his hands will jump out and call him Ergou.

"Master, I may not be able to stay here with you for the time being, let's not talk about anything else, I will definitely kidnap you for the apprentice daughter-in-law you have been thinking about for a long time!"

Jiang Fuyu, who had already broken through to the third-grade realm in the valley three years ago, leaned against the grave, as if this way he could get closer to the person lying inside.

"Master, tell me, if I raise the sword in the future, will I be as promising as you, and I will also fool up the title of a sword fairy in the rivers and lakes. ”

Thinking of this, Fu Yu actually giggled.

"Master, when you say that at that time, will all the heroines and fairies in the rivers and lakes admire me? Will they follow behind my ass and shout to give me a baby!"

Raising his hand to sweep away the withered branches and leaves that fell on the grave, Jiang Fuyu put the yellowed letter in his hand back to his chest, and finally did not forget to slap it a few times with his hand.

Looking at the lonely little tomb beside him, he picked up the wooden sword and stood it next to the tomb, and then said a word in a flat tone.

"Master, the apprentice is going to lift the sword today!"

His words were gentle, but as soon as he exited, they were like thunder on the ground, first the thatched hut behind him began to shake, and then the waterhole began to surge.

Then there were trees a little farther away, and in the end they directly affected the entire valley, and the only calm places were the location at Jiang Ergou's feet and the tomb.

"Whoa!"

At the critical moment, Jiang Ergou closed his eyes and felt the most peculiar momentum between heaven and earth! Then a surging qi machine erupted from Ergou's body.

In less than three breaths, that qi power turned into a rich sword intent that filled the entire valley!

In the thatched house, the bronze finch had already begun to tremble when the general trend of heaven and earth had just appeared, and at this time, it felt the powerful sword intent that rushed straight into the sky, and it flew out directly and automatically and landed in the hands of the second dog.

The sword intent is getting stronger and stronger, and the sword qi is getting stronger and stronger! Behind it, there is actually a storm blowing in the valley!

And just when that sword intent was still rushing upward, Jiang Ergou took the initiative to suppress the momentum, and finally stabilized in the second-grade realm.

Ergou still understands the truth that he can't do it, even if his master told him that he can break the mirror casually, he himself can feel that staying in the second-grade realm for a period of time is of great benefit to him!

Ergou, who had not officially raised his sword until today, pulled out the bronze sparrow that automatically fell into his hand.

"This is the second grade!"