After Hu Xuanyun agreed, Wan Tuo seemed very happy and excited, but he did not forget the business because of the happy mood, and continued the previous memorial.

After burning incense and burning paper money, Wan Tuo began to clean up the weeds and weeds that grew on and around the mounds, and Hu Xuanyun also helped, but she could only bite with her mouth, although she could also use sharp nails to cut off those weeds and weeds, but the speed was too slow, and finally she went straight to her mouth.

However, the consequence of the mouth is that Hu Xuanyun's mouth and the fur around his mouth are all stained with the green juice of weeds, making him look very embarrassed.

Of course, after Wan Tuo cleaned up all the graves, he was also embarrassed, and after a person and a demon fox glanced at each other, they laughed out loud, although Hu Xuanyun's laughter was very strange and magical.

But Wan Tuo doesn't know why, he just likes to listen to Hu Xuanyun's fox laughter...

This should be the so-called lover's eyes, but unfortunately, Wan Tuo didn't realize his intentions for Hu Xuanyun, the demon fox, at this time.

Because of cleaning up a group of graves, one person and one demon fox were embarrassed, so Wan Tuo, who originally wanted to take Hu Xuanyun directly on the road to go back to Xuanyun Mountain, could only clean it up first and hit the road.

Hu Xuanyun borrowed a well in the mountain village, and after boiling it, he gave Hu Xuanyun a small pot of a large basin and began to clean it.

Wan Tuo didn't know what kind of psychology he had in front of Hu Xuanyun, so he stripped himself naked, and then soaked in the wooden bathtub, which stunned Hu Xuanyun.

But then I thought about it, although I was a female fox in this life, but I was also an authentic pure man in my last life, and the parts that Wantuo had, I didn't have nothing in my previous life, so what was there to look at?

So after shaking the fox's head, he jumped directly into the small wooden basin that Wantuo prepared for himself and began to clean it.

After some cleaning, it was already noon, Wan Tuo asked Hu Xuanyun to hunt, and then he showed his so-called exquisite cooking skills.

Of course, in terms of the taste that Hu Xuanyun tasted, it was no different from half a year ago, it was the same bad, and some places were still scorched.

But even if Wantuo's cooking skills are not very good, and the food is still burnt, it is already very good to be able to eat cooked food, and Hu Xuanyun still has room to pick and choose.

So Hu Xuanyun also finished eating his share with relish, and by the way, he also stared at Wan Tuo's hand, and Wan Tuo himself knew his own affairs, and he knew what kind of virtue his cooking skills were, but he knew it very well, but seeing that Hu Xuanyun ate so fragrant, the barbecue in his hand seemed to have become delicious.

Of course, this is just a psychological delusion, and it is still unpalatable, so I only ate half of it.

Later, after seeing Hu Xuanyun finish eating his share, he shifted his gaze to the one in his hand, so he chuckled and handed it to her: "Forget it, I'm already full, give it to you!"

And after Hu Xuanyun picked up the leftover barbecue handed over by Wan Tuo, he continued to feast.

After lunch, one person and one demon fox basked in the sun outside, and then packed some luggage and prepared to hit the road.

Wan Tuo and Hu Xuanyun did not dare to take the road of human tracks, because of those scribes among the mortals who specialized in cultivating literature and Taoism.

The Wen Qi they cultivated is not the same as the internal force true qi and the qi and blood martial arts, unless it is a true cultivator, the kind of person who has cultivated the divine mind and divine sense, you can identify those scribes as cultivating the Wen Qi, like Wan Tuo, who is just an ordinary martial artist in the rivers and lakes, and it is impossible to distinguish which one is an ordinary talent and which one is a scribe who has cultivated the literary qi.

If you accidentally bump into the kind of scribes and scholars who have cultivated their literary temperament, once you find Hu Xuanyun, a battle is absolutely inevitable.

Even if Wan Tuo explained, it was useless, because the relationship between mortals and demons and monsters was like this, and there was no possibility of easing at all when it came to either you die or I lived, so to avoid this kind of accident, Wan Tuo could only take Hu Xuanyun to choose the kind of mountain road that is rare in human eyes and go back to his mountain gate.

However, since it is rare, there is naturally no so-called road, so he can only identify a general direction and hurry with Hu Xuanyun.

When you are thirsty and the dew of the mountain spring, if you are hungry, let Hu Xuanyun go hunting, and if you encounter fruit trees, you can also have sour and unripe wild fruits, which can be regarded as quite leisurely.

made Wan Tuo quite a little lingering, and he couldn't wait to live in this kind of mountain wilderness with Hu Xuanyun, but he also had responsibilities that he needed to bear, and it was impossible to escape the world like this.

In my heart, I also recalled the things I had experienced during this half a year, and the words that the Buddhist monk I met by chance during this period was what the monk said to him.

"Master, why do you say this person's heart is so fickle?" This was the question asked by Wan Tuo, who was confused at the time, to the Buddhist monk.

"It's not the human heart that is fickle, it's yourself!"

"Master, what you said is too profound, I don't understand, boy. Wan Tuo smiled bitterly.

"Hehe, little donor, isn't it precisely because your own heart has changed first that you know that the human heart is fickle, the Buddha said, the world is like the boundless sea of suffering, only by putting down the butcher's knife and turning back to the shore, can you become a Buddha on the ground!"

"So master, what is your so-called butcher's knife, how can you put it down, and how can you turn back?"

"The little donor really has a wisdom root, the slaughter is bitter, the knife is also bitter, and the butcher knife is the bitterness of the suffering, however, the slaughter is an obsession, the knife is also an obsession, and the butcher knife is the demonic evil thoughts born of that obsession.

Only by learning to let go of the so-called butcher's knife can you turn back and see the shore, whether you go forward or return, as long as you get to the shore, you will be a Buddha!"

At that time, after hearing the master's explanation of the butcher's knife, Wan Tuo became interested, and then asked: "Master, your so-called sea of suffering, is it referring to the fickleness of people's hearts that I said?"

The monk smiled and replied: "Yes and no, yes, but the human heart is fickle, and it already exists in the sea of suffering, and if it is not, it is because the sea of suffering is not only the suffering of the fickle heart. ”

"What is the sea of suffering, and how much suffering is in it?" asked Wan Tuo curiously.

"The sea of suffering is that those who are attached to money, suffering, and those who are not attached to money are also suffering, and those who are attached to power and lust, suffering, and those who are not attached to power and lust are also suffering, idleness and suffering, and busyness are also suffering, and who in the world is not suffering?

Life in the world is like being in the midst of thorns, the heart does not move, people do not move, do not hurt if they do not move, if the heart moves, people move in vain, hurt their bodies and hurt their bones, so they experience all kinds of pain in the world. ”

Then the monk prepared to leave, but when he left, he also gave Wan Tuo a final word.

"Seeing each other is fate, and the old man sent a verse to the little donor, hoping to help the little donor: 'Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where is the dust.' ’”

After looking at the back of the senior monk who gradually disappeared, Wan Tuo also smiled bitterly: "This master is really, really when I haven't seen the Buddhist scriptures, the original text should not be: 'The body is a Bodhi tree, the heart is like a mirror platform, always wipe diligently, don't make dust.'" 'Yes?"

Now that I think about it again, I also feel that the verse that the master gave me at the beginning is quite appropriate, after all, I am not a person in Buddhism, but the meaning of this verse is more suitable for myself.

Of course, Hu Xuanyun didn't know what Wan Tuo was thinking at this time, but after seeing him suddenly stunned there, he called out strangely as a reminder.

Wan Tuo, who was recalled by Hu Xuanyun's shout, shook his head, and then stopped thinking about this, but accelerated his pace to keep up with Hu Xuanyun, who had walked a little farther ahead.

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A person and a demon fox walked for more than half a month, and Hu Xuanyun vaguely saw a towering mountain peak in the continuous mountains, with human buildings, but with Hu Xuanyun's eyesight, he could only see vaguely, but the distance was too far, and it was very unreal.

At this time, Wan Tuo also followed Hu Xuanyun's gaze, but with his naked eyes, even if his internal strength was small, he could not strengthen his body like Hu Xuanyun, and his physical qualities in all aspects were far beyond that of human beings.

So naturally, he couldn't see anything but the towering peaks.

However, he grew up in Xuanyun Mountain since he was a child, and he is extremely familiar with his own mountain gate.

So although it is not like Hu Xuanyun, you can barely see the building of your own master gate on the peak, but you also know that the mountain peak is where your own mountain gate is located.

After seeing Hu Xuanyun looking at the peak where his mountain gate is located, Wan Tuo explained: "That is my mountain gate, where Xuanyun Mountain is located, the location at the foot of the bottom of the mountain is inhabited by the outer disciples and some family members of the outer disciples, the center of the mountain peak is inhabited by the inner disciples, and the top area is the main hall of the head of the sect and the ancestral hall of the ancestors of the previous generations of Xuanyun Mountain, and it is also inhabited by the elders. ”

"And in a cave on the top of the mountain, there are all the martial arts secrets of the entire Xuanyun Mountain, which is the Tibetan Gong Pavilion, the entire mountain peak is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and there are also various dangerous roads on the mountain, even if hundreds of thousands of troops are on it, they may not be able to attack it. ”

When Wan Tuo introduced his own mountain gate to Hu Xuanyun again, his tone was full of pride, obviously because he had grown up in that mountain gate since he was a child, and regarded Xuanyun Mountain as his home, and his feelings were very deep.

And although Hu Xuanyun also heard the pride revealed in Wan Tuo's words, he didn't say anything, after all, the Xuanyun Mountain that Hu Xuanyun saw in this extremely distant place now was extremely tall and majestic, and it was conceivable that after walking in, the giant mountain peak that entered the clouds was so spectacular.

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