Wang Dashi's body was sick, and the autumn water was cold to the bones, making him cold and shivering. It took him a lot of effort to get up from the ground, and when he looked towards the road, he saw that Ouyang Zhiqing and Ouyang Ziyun had long since disappeared. Although Ouyang Ziyun is ruthless, Wang Dashi is still warm to her, he sighed, this time to say goodbye to her, I don't know when I will see each other again, maybe I will never see her again. Originally, he wanted to see the scene in the market today, but now he was in a predicament, and he couldn't go for the time being, so he found a secluded place, took off his clothes, and dried it clean.

Although the weather was not too hot, the mountain breeze was swishing non-stop, and in the early afternoon, the clothes had been dried, Wang Dashi put them on his body, and walked in the direction of the market.

The next day, Wang Dashi came to the market. This is the first time he has been to a decent street market, which is much larger than the vegetable market in his hometown, except for the crowd and the bustle, all kinds of goods. He hadn't eaten for a long time, and his stomach was grumbling with hunger, and he stopped in front of a bun shop.

This steamed bun shop sells the stuffing of dog meat, exuding the smell of earth, Wang Dashi heard that the meat bun beats the dog, the dog eats the meat bun, never thought that the dog can also become a meat bun, quite novel, paid for two, when eating, saw a person sitting in the bun shop, that person is the blind man who met on the Lianfang Bridge, he is eating hot steamed buns, in front of him is a bowl of coarse bean porridge, and a small plate of cured meat and crispy hoof jelly, such a hearty breakfast is only ordered by the moderately rich people or hospitality.

The dog meat buns are exquisitely made, delicious and delicious, and the blind man with his head covered is eaten one by one, and he eats it refreshingly.

Wang Dashi looked at the blind man again, and couldn't help but be surprised, there were still six buns on the plate just now, and only one was left in the blink of an eye, I don't know how he ate so quickly.

I only heard the blind man with his head say: "Oh, why is there only one of the six buns I want, deceive me, this blind man, there will be no good retribution!"

When the shopkeeper heard this, he hurriedly stepped forward to make amends: "Old fairy, old fairy, don't worry, don't hurry, I'll bring you six more, as long as you can ensure that our old shop is prosperous, you can eat as much as you want!"

The blind man said: "I will not only ensure that your store is prosperous and prosperous, but also that your family is safe and prosperous!"

"Good, good, good...... Thank you for the good words of the old fairy!"

The shopkeeper hurriedly ordered the buns to be served.

The blind man touched the bun, sniffed the fragrance, and grinned and nagged at the root of the shopkeeper's ear.

......The shopkeeper had a sense of it, laughed, and said: "This little meaning, small meaning, a little bit, no enough to worry about, besides, this is also his own mind, just respect, not enough to worry about the teeth, not enough to worry about the teeth!" Then, the blindfolded blind man repeatedly admonished: "Remember, today is a good day, you must remember! Hey, remember, you can't pass the moment!"

The shopkeeper nodded and walked away.

At this time, the man brought ten more steamed buns to the blind man, a bowl of coarse bean porridge, and another plate of bacon and crispy hoof jelly, and the blind man quickly stretched out his hand and took two buns and stuffed them in his sleeve pocket.

"Hey, shopkeeper, why did you only give four buns!" shouted the blind man.

"Hey, it's coming—" The shopkeeper personally put two more buns on the plate, and sent the guy away by the way.

After the blindfolded man finished eating, he didn't mention anything about giving money, wiped his mouth, and swaggered out of the store. The shopkeeper hurriedly sent it out, with a flattering mouth, and after saying some polite words, he grinned, and the kind of snickering joy was like a villain worshipping Buddha and opening the main door.

Wang Dashi walked out of the shop, looked at the blind man's back and felt more and more familiar, listening to his and the shopkeeper's pretentiousness, it seemed that there was a plan.

At night, the blindfolded man came to a jungle not far from the market, which was a secluded place, far from the noise and noise of the market, and at night there was a strange noise in the woods, which seemed terrifying and gloomy.

At this moment, the blind man tore off his hat and climbed up a tree, waiting for something with a smile.

It turned out that the man was not blind, but he could not see it with his straight hat blindfolded. Wang Dashi felt strange, and he couldn't understand his behavior of pretending to be blind, and stared at him with wide eyes, seeing what he was doing after all.

After a while, I heard footsteps in the woods. Wang Dashi followed the sound and looked, not far away, there was a person walking towards this side. Hearing the sound of footsteps, the blind man hiding in the tree put his hat off his head and covered his eyes, as if he was afraid to see others, and seemed to be afraid of being discovered by others.

Someone came with a shovel in his hand, Wang Dashi recognized him, it was the owner of the steamed bun shop, he was looking for something, and finally dug a pit under an ancient tree that was thick and thick and spread like an umbrella, and poured the contents of the cloth bag into the pit. The night was silent, and the things poured in seemed very heavy, making a mixed sound of "whoosh", which made Wang Dashi instantly understand that the pit that the shopkeeper had poured into was copper coins and broken silver.

The shopkeeper used a shovel to shovel the soil to bury the copper coins and broken silver, then lit three incense sticks and inserted them in the soil, knelt down and kowtowed, bowed and bowed, and then turned back, and along the way he was not at ease, and repeatedly turned his face back to look at the place where the pit was buried.

Wang Dashi didn't understand what he was doing, and probably thought that the ancient tree was worshiped by the gods, and burying his money here was a manifestation of his piety! Thinking of this, Wang Dashi looked at the ancient tree again and again, and saw that the tree was thick, and the thick black bark was like a mud wall. This tree must have an ancient and ancient legend, perhaps some legendary stories are recited in the nearby villages, otherwise, no one would regard it as a god and worship it with money.

Yes, Wang Dashi thought like this, and when he got closer, he saw the blind man tearing off his hat, crawling down with his body in his nest, and as soon as his feet landed, he ran towards the ancient tree, and he didn't find Wang Dashi hiding by the tree at all. Wang Dashi finally saw him clearly, and also recognized him as a Fengyoumonk, no wonder he was so familiar, he didn't expect to meet him in this life, and he was a surprise in his heart. He remembered that when he got acquainted with the Wind Wandering Monk, the Wind Wandering Monk talked a lot of people, but there was no shelf, easy-going benefits. I haven't seen him for a few months, and I can't imagine that he is pretending to be blind, and I don't know why.

The Wind Wandering Monk turned over with joy, swished up, like a monkey, agile and refined, ran to the ancient tree, plucked the burning three incense sticks from the ground, threw them aside, rolled up his cuffs, stretched out his hands, and went down the pit that had just been filled. He picked it up, happy, and muttered words in his mouth: "Feng Da Fatty, your family has a lot of money, and it is also appropriate to give this money to help our poor family, I have received this money, it is not a deception, it is not a fraud, it is not a deception, it is safe to use, and it is comfortable to spend! God bless, this is not my reluctance! Hahaha......"

Wang Dashi finally understood at the moment, it turned out that the Wind Wandering Monk was deceiving people, he quietly walked over and patted the Wind Wandering Monk who was concentrating on counting copper coins and broken silver.

The wind wandering monk deceived people of money and made a void in his heart, was frightened by this beat, turned his face suddenly, and scattered the copper coins and broken silver in his hand, when he saw that it was Wang Dashi, he was dumbfounded, and he cried and mourned, as if he raised his head to drop bird feces, stepped on the stool, bent down and hit the west wall, met bad luck, and regretted it very much.

He didn't care about the broken silver and copper coins scattered, and shouted at Wang Dashi in annoyance: "I, I, how can I see a poor and useless guy like you, what is the interest of following you and me, tell me? You poor species, the shit that you pull out is mixed with the smell of green grass, and the birds that are so poor that they can't be salty and can't afford cocoons, and you must be not good at eating, not enough to drink, so it's better to sit in the nest old sow......!"

Wang Dashi thought that he would be very happy and enthusiastic when he met his old acquaintance, and he didn't understand how the Wind Wandering Monk could be so abnormal, did he disturb his good deeds of cheating money?

The wind wandering monk put away the broken silver and copper coins, sighed, and shook his head: "Alas, I have been miserable by you in my life, and I am destined to be unlucky in this life, since it is the will of God, then I can only follow you with all my heart!"

"Follow me?" Wang Dashi still didn't understand: "You, what did you say, did you mean to follow me, why?"

The Wind Wandering Monk scolded, "Fucking hippie!" began to recount with a crying face......

When Wang Dashi heard this, he figured out what was going on.

- It turned out that on that day, the Wind Wandering Monk and Wang Dashi went to tell the fortunes, and Mr. Heihu pointed out a path to the Wind Wandering Monk and asked him to follow the road, and the first person he saw was someone who could follow. At that time, he was in Longhu Mountain, where he was teaching hundreds of Taoist temples and tens of millions of disciples, and the first person he was never happy to see was a poor Taoist disciple of civil engineering, so he used his hat to cover his head and eyes, and the people who walked by him were considered not to have seen it.

Crossing Longhu Mountain is a rural village, so the wind wandering monk has not taken off his hat. He hoped that the first person he saw would be a dignitary or a wealthy businessman, and if he followed these people, his life would be better in the future.

Feng Yousheng scolded: "Mother's hippie, I met so many rich and noble, and I didn't have a heartbeat, I thought that one day I would grope my way to the capital and meet the emperor...... Hehe, I said this is a hard life, why are you...... Alas - "extremely depressed."

Wang Dashi said: "Wind Wandering Monk, some things are destined by heaven, and they can't be changed, the local sect recruits disciples, you go with me, learn martial arts skills!"

Feng Yousheng shook his head regretfully: "Alas, what can I do if I don't go with you, since it is the will of heaven, then follow the will of heaven, how dare you disobey the heart! Alas, my life, why is it so bitter!"

"Since you listened to what the old man with the black beard said, you have to follow me, don't you!" Wang Dashi said, in fact, he wanted him to join the local faction and help the local faction to become strong.

As if remembering something, the Wind Wandering Monk smirked ill-willedly: "That's it! It seems that you can't let me live a free and majestic life, but maybe you can take me to win rare treasures." Hehe, yes, that's fine, at least I can ensure that I have money, eat and drink without worry!"

"Why me, I, I haven't learned anything in the local school? I can't do anything, let alone any rare treasures......" Wang Dashi felt very surprised, he was a little unburdened.

The Wind Wandering Monk said, "As long as you crack the spell, you can receive rare treasures, so that we don't have to suffer for a lifetime." ”

Wang Dashi didn't understand and didn't answer.

The wind wandering monk was quick to talk about the process of cheating money this time.

It turned out that the wind monk has always been a frequent customer of the bun shop, and every time he entered the store, he pointed and pointed, saying that the door was rushing, the window was higher than the door, and the toad occupied the mountain...... With these few words, the shopkeeper did not dare to take his money. One day, the shopkeeper asked him to crack it, but he was secretive and didn't want to say more, but only told the shopkeeper that the wealth came from the east, and the wind was scattered. The shopkeeper asked for the god of wealth to the northeast, burned incense every day, and business improved. In fact, this is the wind wandering monk talking nonsense, mixing up and not wanting money to eat, and the reason why the business is prosperous is probably an accident or coincidence. However, the shopkeeper was also convinced of the Wind Wandering Monk, and one day, he knelt in front of the Wind Wandering Monk and begged for advice.

Two days ago, the monk touched the store, the store was entertained to him, the owner asked why his eyes were blind, the monk said that since he secretly helped him move the feng shui, his eyes are not good. The shopkeeper felt guilty.

The shopkeeper took the Feng Yousheng home for the night, just arrived at the door, there was a smell of feces and urine, the Feng Yousheng pinched his fingers, and said: "Ouch, I won't see you during this period, Feng shopkeeper, there should be a happy event coming!" Feng shopkeeper was surprised, laughed and said that he had a grandson, changed his mouth and called the Fengyou monk an old fairy, and believed in him even more, and was in awe and polite. The next day, it was a scene that Wang Dashi saw, the wind monk deceived the buns to eat, so he wanted to make some broken money and spend it, and asked the Feng shopkeeper to bury the broken silver and money under the ancient tree, in order to ensure the stability of the family business, and the children and grandchildren were full, and then took advantage of the silence in the middle of the night to defraud the money, who knew that Wang Dashi looked at it.

After the wind wandering monk finished speaking, Wang Dashi was speechless.

The two spent the night in the wilderness.

When he woke up the next day, the wind wandering monk collected his money and returned to his native country with Wang Dashi.

Feng Yousheng had heard of the local sect, but he had never seen the native sect, so he asked: "Hey, Wang Dashi, where is the sect you are talking about?"

Wang Dashi smiled: "Qingyu Mountain, it's about half a day's journey!"

The Wind Wandering Monk smiled and said, "It turned out to be that place, hundreds of years ago, there used to be a farmer who lived there and planted a lot of strange plants and medicinal herbs!"

Wang Dashi suddenly remembered the mysterious and strange grass planting on the slope of Qingfeng Mountain, he thought that the Wind Wandering Monk knew better, and hurriedly asked, "Have you heard any legends there?"

The wind wandering monk smiled: "Alas, my mother is a hippie, we have been poor in this life, but we have traveled all over the Liaotu, crossed the famous mountains and rivers, and heard a lot of legends?"

Wang Dashi listened to the drama and asked, "How is Qingyu Mountain, what kind of story is there?"

The Fengyou monk pursed his lips and said: "I have heard of that Qingyu Mountain, there used to be a farmer who planted a lot of medicinal herbs, after the farmer died, no one went to that place for a long time, and later, among the medicinal herbs he planted, there was a grass called 'Poria cocos', because of his vigorous life, he was too old, and he grew into a Poria god! As for other legends, I have not heard of it, and even if there is, it has been forgotten in the back of my mind......

"Poria God......? Can these plants become immortals?"

"That's nature!"

"This ......"

"Hey, Heaven and Earth Xuanqi, who can tell the difference between life and death and the way of cultivation!"

......

Talking and chatting, Feng Yousheng followed Wang Dashi to the local sect, ready to meet Huang Xiuxian.