In fact, since he knew that Jinghong would change into a cup, He Lubing no longer worries about money. The cost of a leaf, the price is self-determined, this is no different from printing money, but it still takes a little effort to sell, or the comfort of eating flowers.

In a short time, the lifelike candy man was drawn, the little fox had a big tail, the fawn had antlers, and the cats were all in different postures.

Jing Hong held a bamboo stick, she was afraid that the sugar people would stick together, so she deliberately left a particularly large distance between the sugar people.

"Let's go and give these to the little fox and the fawn!"

He Lubing smiled awkwardly at the shopkeeper, and then pulled Jinghong to the side, "Didn't we say that we would go to Qiansang to find your old friend?"

"But yet, these are for my new friends, and I don't know the old friends you said, didn't we go down the mountain to cultivate?

"Only that old friend of yours can help you cultivate, so we're going to find him first, and we'll go, okay?"

"But what about these sugar people?"

"You eat it, you taste it, it's all sweet. ”

"How can Lulu eat Lulu if she is so cute?" said Jinghong as he took a big bite, it was so sweet, so let's eat the kitten first.

He Lubing suddenly felt like a weird squirm who coaxed a little girl, and he could sell people with just a few lollipops, and the mountain god's safety education was too bad!

Thinking of the mountain god, he was even more curious about the fact that the mountain had become taller, and he had reached the foot of the mountain, why don't you take a look? Anyway, looking at Jinghong's attitude, she doesn't reject following her to the poor mulberry, as long as she doesn't change her mind, can she still be captured by the mountain god and go back?

The mountain god will not change his hexagram, after all, he knows, leaving Jinghong on the mountain will only become an obstacle for her.

Let's take a look.

He Lubing then took a few more steps towards the mountain, and Jinghong held the candy man in his hand and followed him with small steps.

The closer to the mountain, the denser the crowd becomes, and it seems that the onlookers can fight on the front line of eating melons no matter what world they are in.

However, it was as if there was an invisible barrier in front of the mountain, separating everyone from the outside, leaving a clear space between the mountain and the crowd.

He Lubing leaned over, a bright bald head in the crowd was very conspicuous, and there was a white horse standing next to him, yo, He Lubing jokingly stepped forward and asked, "Didn't the holy monk come from the Eastern Tang Dynasty and go to the West Heaven to worship the Buddha and learn scriptures?"

The monk's expression changed from indifferent to confused, from doubtful to shocked, and finally asked with a happy face, "Don't you think the donor thinks I'm strange? ”

"It's strange for a monk with long hair, but if you have long hair, you may not recognize it as a monk, and maybe you will still be recognizable if you wear a robe. He Lubing thought seriously about this question.

"Looking at the donor's dress, it doesn't seem that he is from Xia Zhou, but have you ever been to my Tianle Continent? As for the donor's short hair, Rong Xiaoseng took the liberty of asking, has the donor ever had a relationship with my Buddhism?"

Well, that's more embarrassing, He Lubing's hair didn't grow out of the shaved head. Tianle Zhou? Where is that? He Lubing decided to take a look at him.

"Please wait a minute", He Lubing held the lens with his hand, in fact, it only took a moment for him to see through the other party's origin, and he didn't need to care about the flow of time.

I saw that the big bald head had turned into a small bald head, and there was a female bald head next to the small bald head. This woman looked dignified and elegant, it turned out to be a queen, and this little bald head was a prince. However, the queen and the prince entered the temple together, and from then on they were accompanied by the ancient Buddha of the green lantern.

Soon after, the queen went to Elysium. The king of the country came to pick up the little bald head and returned to the palace, but the little bald head made the king eat a closed door.

Spring goes to autumn, and the little bald head grows into a generation of monks. Tianle Zhou has always advocated Buddhism, even if he is not a prince or a king, as a generation of high monks, he can be admired by thousands of people.

One day, however, on an unconventional evening, he finished his last lesson to the monks, and then led the white horse out of Tianle Island.

The final picture is of the monk meditating in front of a mountain, and the mountain and him are silent and peaceful.

He Lubing was a little confused, compared to the life experiences of Xie Bi'an and Dai Sheng he had seen before, the experience of this monk always felt that there was no cause and effect.

"Why did the holy monk come here?" He Lubing asked directly.

"One day, the monk felt a dream omen, and drew a map in the monk's mind, and a golden pagoda was marked on the map. In my dream, one of the Buddhas told me that there were scriptures in this golden pagoda that could help all sentient beings, so the little monk came. ”

"A dream, do you believe it?" He Lubing frowned.

Before the monk could speak, someone interjected.

"Mengzhao! Brother Tai is also like this! Fan Mou also had a dream a few days ago, and an immortal asked me to come here to worship him as a teacher!"

I saw a man in black clothes squeezing over, and there was a sword hanging from his back, the hilt was very long, peeking out from the top of his neck, and a red rope was tied to the hilt, and a peach pit was strung on it.

The man in the dark clothes and the monk immediately hit it off, and the two continued to exchange their dreams eagerly.

He Lubing looked at the monk at this time, and then looked at the man in Xuanyi, and there was a feeling of witnessing the encounter between Kiki and Chuchu:

“WOW， you can really dance～“

“WOW， you can really dance！“

Through the follow-up conversation between the two, He Lubing judged that this doesn't need to be seen with glasses, this man in Xuanyi is just a scholar, but he is the kind of loose cultivation without a sect.

I dreamed that an immortal chief was willing to take him as an apprentice, so I rushed here non-stop.

However, this Taoist priest came here with all his foot strength, compared to the prince who can still ride a white horse, no, compared to the monk who can also ride a white horse, it is really not easy to go all the way over the mountains and mountains.

But isn't it too child's play to come here with thousands of rivers and mountains just in a dream?

Just when He Lubing sighed, the white horse neighed, followed the prestige, and saw the horse holding a candy man in its mouth, and Jinghong was pulling the sugar man's bamboo stick out.

She still had words in her mouth, "Sure enough, whether it's a black donkey or a white donkey, it's all bad!