I think about the words of the pocket monk are not unreasonable, but it is difficult to imagine what kind of power this "incense" has?

After speaking, the pocket monk raised his head, his eyes full of yearning.

After a while, the pocket monk sighed and said, "I'm just talking now, when will I be able to reach that realm?"

I could see his disappointment, and I couldn't find the words to comfort him for a moment.

However, I am still grateful to the Pocket Monk from the bottom of my heart. It's really troublesome to be entangled by these soldiers just now - it's not to fight, it's not to escape.

Fighting, although it cannot be said that a good man is difficult to defeat with four hands, but it is also unknown whether he can win by fighting them with real skills.

Even if they can win, how can they be able to retreat in the face of difficulties? Not to mention that they have hundreds of people. Do you want to kill them all? Such an act is contrary to the peace of heaven, and it is not my way.

How to escape? How to escape from the chaos of the army alone. These soldiers are well-trained, and dealing with someone like me is like child's play.

If they were to fire all the arrows around me, I would not be shot as a hedgehog, but I would not be able to draw if I were wounded. After all, I'm not at that point.

I retracted my thoughts and said to the pocket monk, "Thank you for your help, I don't know how the master will behave, is he going with him or has other plans?"

The pocket monk smiled: "Little brother, if you don't dislike it, I'll be with you." Don't call me a master, I'm a wild monk who doesn't accept it in a big temple or a small temple, and the name of a holy monk has nothing to do with me, so don't call me 'Budai Monk', that's someone else's name, I don't dare to use his name to deceive. ”

I thought to myself, "Then use your own name to deceive?"

The Pocket Monk walked with me, and I couldn't ask for it.

The "cloth bag monk" he said is worthy of this name. According to legend, it is the incarnation of Maitreya Bodhisattva. "The principle of the Buddhas is the contract, and the opportunity of all beings is contracted".

I asked, "Master Pocket, what should I call you?"

The pocket monk patted his head and said, "Little brother, you just call me 'pocket monk', you have to call the master, you agree, but the one on your body must be unhappy, it's strange if he doesn't pull a few beards from me." ”

The one on me, he was referring to the fox fairy.

How did the Pocket Monk know?

I asked him, puzzled, "Why isn't that one in me happy?"

The pocket monk sighed "hey", nodded and said, "I don't say it, he will also chew the root of his tongue, I'll just tell you." ”

"In the early years, I cultivated immortals with the white fox, and he was a hundred years older than me, so I respected him as my brother. I am not good by nature, he is generous, chivalrous and courageous, we eat and live together, go out and end together, share joys and sorrows, and give me a lot of help in my practice. Rather than saying that he is the eldest brother, he is actually more like a strict father and a master. We are together, chic and chic in China, happy and happy, we make an appointment, no matter life or death, we will always be good brothers. We have gone through hardships and avoided the two tribulations of heaven and earth together, even if it is the last calamity, the two of us are together. ”

I said with admiration: "Your story is really moving, now the hearts of the people in the world are not ancient, there are fewer people who value love and righteousness, most of them are people who forget their righteousness, brothers fight and kill in order to inherit the family property, sisters turn against each other for profit, children do not support the elderly, friends cheat each other and so on. ”

However, I only saw the white fox that day, and nothing else.

The Pocket Monk didn't mind what I said, and I don't know if I listened to it. Then he said: "Alas, the last time I was killed, I was to blame, and in those days, the two of us hid in the yard of a farmer's house, hiding in his haystack. There was no one in this family, and the man took his wife and children to work in a distant place, and the man's parents were busy with several acres of land. We barely survived on the surplus food in his family. Until one day, I was so greedy that I couldn't help but go to the neighbor's house next door to steal a chicken, and someone found it hidden, so the family called the hunters on the village and came to encircle and suppress them.

Those Orions are also monkey spirits, and it didn't take much effort to find our hiding place. If we keep being shrunken turtles and no one comes out, we will definitely be killed by those hunters. At the critical moment, Brother Fox stepped forward, and he took the initiative to run out and lure the hunter away. ”

The pocket monk paused and continued: "As a result, he was unfortunately injured, and you will know what will happen in the future." ”

I suddenly realized, "um", and said, "Master Pocket, have you survived the catastrophe in the future?"

I still haven't changed the title of the master.

In fact, 'cloth bag' and 'pocket' are similar to me, and I know that the pocket monk is humble, and it is also a kind of respect for his fox brother.

The Pocket Monk smiled, and didn't insist that I change my words.

The pocket monk said proudly: "Since Brother Fox led away the hunters, I have practiced with peace of mind, and the last human tribulation has finally passed safely." I entered the immortal book, but there are many taboos in the fairy world, I don't want to be subject to many constraints in the fairy world, and there is no strong backstage in the fairy world, and finally I became a free and easy scattered immortal. ”

My heart moved, and I thought: "It turns out that there is such a story, no wonder I met the pocket master as soon as I entered the dream world, that is also a natural thing, is the person in front of me also a fox? Moreover, it is not difficult to understand how many times he said to the old man Wang that he has met me." ”

At this time, the pocket monk said to me seriously: "How about I ask you to be a little bigger, how about calling you little brother? ”

I was overjoyed in my heart and thought: "In the dream world, with such a big brother, it seems that Da Lei has been saved." ”

After thinking about it, I said to the pocket monk: "Thank you, brother, my dream trip will depend on my brother." ”

The pocket monk smiled: "It's avoidable to rely on, in fact, your ability is beyond your imagination, don't talk about the hundred and ten people just now, even among the thousands of troops, you can come and go freely." What's more, we are brothers, your business is my business, so don't be polite to your family. ”

This time, the pocket monk did not have a hippie smile, he looked at me and said to me respectfully: "I already know the purpose of your trip, and the many difficulties of this trip are not as simple as you think. ”

The pocket monk took out a small gourd with a shiny appearance from his arms, handed it to me and said, "This is the pill I borrowed from the sect master of the Dan clan, and I forgot what the name is, you take it with you just in case." ”

The small gourd looked like gold but not gold, about half the size of a palm. He said borrowing, how do I feel that the pocket monk is doing the gentleman's deed, I am pondering.

The pocket monk said again: "Little brother, don't underestimate this pill, it's something that Sun Lao'er never leaves his body, and he doesn't change his money." ”

I thought to myself, since that Dan clan sect leader Sun Lao'er never left him, it is self-evident where he got it.

These words also let me know the gold of this pill.

I took the gourd sincerely and said, "Thank you, brother." Can you keep some for yourself?"

The pocket monk waved his hand and said, "Little brother, I don't need it, I also hate these ordinary rituals the most, exempt, exempt!"

I changed the topic and said to the pocket monk: "Brother, I can't hide it, this trip is very urgent from the perspective of time alone, Granny Yin only gave me a three-day limit, and I am about to waste a day now, and I haven't seen a word yet." ”.

The pocket monk said slowly: "Three days is enough, do you know how many days in the world is one day, and how many days is in the dream world?"

I replied, "Don't hide it, brother, this is the first time I've experienced these things, and I really don't understand." ”

I suddenly remembered that there is a legend in my hometown that there is a man named Lu Lingxiao in Xiaopu, who went to Yilu Mountain to fetch water to eat in the year of the great drought. He saw two old men playing chess on the mountain, and couldn't help but stop to watch, because the old man was superb in chess, he unconsciously watched it for a while. Lu Lingxiao saw that the flowers and plants around him were withered and green, green and withered, over and over again, and then looked at his flat pole and wooden barrel, which were all rotten. When Lu Lingxiao came home, his sons were dozens of years older than him.

Thinking of this, I blurted out: "Big brother, is it a day in the world and a year in the dream world?"

The Pocket Monk gave me an appreciative look, nodded and said, "You're right or not, there's no law for this, that's about it." Most mortals understand that one day in heaven and one year on earth. A dream can be completed from Shuntianfu to Yingtianfu, which is thousands of miles apart, why can you arrive in an instant? You are still an old man in your dream, why do you return to your childhood when the scenery changes? This is the truth. ”

I looked at the Pocket Monk in understanding.

The pocket monk saw that I didn't understand too much, and said to me anxiously: "Little brother, let me tell you this, before you entered the dream realm, didn't there be such a knowledge in that society, saying that time is changeable? If you are given enough speed, you can travel back to the past, you can watch the enthronement ceremony of Qin Shi Huang, etc., in fact, to put it bluntly, time is changeable, and the amount of change and the direction of change are related to the method you use. ”

The pocket monk walked around for a long time, and I finally figured out what he meant. I'm so happy that I can have a good time in the dream world.

Since I have enough time, I am not in a hurry. I said to the Pocket Monk, "Master Pocket, my horse is also strong, can you come up and ride with me?" It's just a pity, just take advantage of the chaos to pull a horse out of the horse team." ”

I couldn't change my mouth for a while, so I had to call "Pocket Master" and "Big Brother" together.

The pocket monk smiled: "It's so troublesome to ride, it's not easy to ride a horse, look at my ......"

After speaking, the pocket monk took off the cloth bag from behind him, reached out and took it in for a while, and felt out a vivid paper horse.

Paper horses are only the size of the palm of your hand, and you can find everything on your horse.

The pocket monk smiled and said, "Little brother, do you think my pocket only contains fart? You see. ”

I saw the pocket monk throw the paper horse to the ground, and the paper horse stood firmly on the ground. When the north wind blows, it grows in the wind. After a while, it grew into a jujube red horse, and the saddle was complete.

The horse seemed to be very proud, raised its front hooves, and slashed a few times in the air, and shouted happily. Then the horse ran around us again before returning to the Pocket Monk and rubbing his head lightly.

The Pocket Monk patted the horse's head and said to me, "This guy has been in his pocket for a long time, and now that he has released it, he will be very happy." ”

The horse flicked its tail, as if he understood the meaning of the Pocket Monk's words.

We believed in the reins of the horse and walked along the main road. Along the way, I learned a lot about the dream world, and the pocket monk also taught me a lot of methods, which benefited me a lot.

During this period, I also told him about what Wang Jiaji couldn't see, and he was also very surprised, saying that when I was done, he would go back to see what was going on.

While we were talking and walking, a girl stumbled over on a small fork in the road.

The girl panicked and stopped in front of my horse. She panted and said to me, "Brother Childe, please save me." ”

I saw that there was no one chasing after her, and said, "Girl, why do you look like this, and how can I save you?"