After the return of spring, everything recovers.

There is a small town located in the southwest of the Zhou Kingdom, there is a small river through it, the whole town is divided into two halves, because the river is mostly white fish, so the name of the town is called White Fish Town.

There aren't many residents in Whitefish Town.

Nothing major has happened in these years, and the people in the town are doing well, except for one thing they are not used to, the little gentleman who used to be a storyteller in a restaurant in the town has left Whitefish Town one day and has never returned.

Although later, there were soon other storytellers on top, but everyone felt that something was missing, what was missing, in fact, no one could say clearly, as if it was the same material, the dish was still that dish, but the cook had changed.

Without Butcher Zhang, there is Butcher Li.

Even though pork is a bit expensive, many people can still eat it.

But without Mr. Li, Mr. Wang, or Mr. Zhang, they are all unsatisfactory.

Speaking of which, without the influence of Mr. Li, I am afraid that only the shopkeeper of the restaurant has the deepest experience.

The silver of those white flowers is less than in the past, can he not know?

Looking at the sky, it was another light rain.

The shopkeeper sighed with a sad face, "What the hell is this." ”

But the next moment, a black shadow appeared in the shopkeeper's sight.

The shopkeeper looked up and heard a gentle voice, "There are still empty seats?"

The owner of the voice was a middle-aged man with a flat expression, and this man opened his mouth, just like when he first came here.

The middle-aged man revisited his hometown, but he remembered everything clearly, but although the shopkeeper had not seen any outsiders, when the middle-aged man first appeared here, it was several years ago, and he really couldn't remember things in his head.

But if he can't remember, he can't remember, and the next moment he will be dumbfounded.

Behind the middle-aged man, there was even a monk!

The shopkeeper listened to the storyteller in the restaurant every day, and there was no monk in those stories, but after all, he had never seen a monk.

It is said that in this mountain and river, there are no monks.

If you want to see these monks, you can only go to the Buddha land in the west.

There is a Buddha country, and there is a spiritual mountain.

On top of Lingshan, there are even two Buddhist saints.

The monk wore a big red robe and stood behind the middle-aged man, behind whom there was a young girl and a scholar with an oil-paper umbrella on his back.

As for the other teenager, he had already run to the restaurant to look around.

The middle-aged man knocked on the counter and repeated the words, "There is still a seat?"

The shopkeeper came back to his senses, and then nodded with a smile, "Yes, yes." ”

A group of four people picked a seat by the window.

Then I ordered a hot pot.

This is the first two years of the restaurant shopkeeper from the outside of the introduction of dishes, at first the guests are really not used to eating, and then it became popular, so that the whole town of restaurants have followed suit.

"This master is only afraid that he will not be able to eat hot pot. ”

The guy looked embarrassed.

Butter is indispensable in the base of the hot pot, if this one thing is missing, it will be much worse, but the bald head in the big red robe is obviously a monk, who has heard the storyteller talk about books all year round, and naturally knows the precepts of those monks.

You can't take a wife, you can't eat meat, you can't drink alcohol......

The guy looked at the monk and was a little puzzled, he couldn't do anything, how did he persevere?

The monk said softly, "Just ask the donor to give me a vegetarian dish." ”

The guy nodded, didn't say much, and turned to prepare the hot pot.

There should not be a monk in this mountain and river, if there is an occasional one, it can only be the one who appeared in Beihai back then, and then went to the school palace to stay until now, only Zenzi.

This Buddhist monk on the mountain, who is famous for his erudition, has been in the palace for several years, not only reading a lot of books, but even reading some of the techniques that are allowed by the palace.

The realm of Zen today is far better than it was at the beginning.

It's just that I still can't catch up with that Ye Shengge.

After Ye Shengge left Luoyang before, she occasionally made a move in a certain place, and it has been confirmed that she has already broken through Taiqingmai into the morning and twilight.

It's even gone very far in the morning and twilight.

She is the strongest young man in the mountains and rivers, and even in the world, which is almost a sure thing.

Zenzi has occasionally realized over the years, and he is still only in Taiqing, and there is still a foot in the door from the morning and dusk, as for Gu Yuan on the side, it is also too clear, but it is more than words, and the qualification is not too high, before Cheng Taiqing was thought by many people to be like this in this life, but who would have thought that later, this Mr. Yan, who was not optimistic about everyone in the palace, actually drew new branches from the old tree, crossed the threshold of Taiqing, and reached the morning and dusk.

It's just that after arriving at the morning and twilight, even Yan Yu himself knows that this is the end of this life, and it is almost nonsense to want to become a Spring and Autumn monk, but stepping into the morning and twilight, his lifespan is many more years, although he can't see the end of the avenue, but at least he can see Gu Yuan go far away.

And today's generation of young people is better than the previous ones, and they don't know how much faster they go.

Those young people before became dawn and twilight before they were forty?

Even before the age of 50, it is possible to cross the morning and dusk and enter the spring and autumn.

This world is really incomprehensible.

Thinking of this, Yan Yu put his eyes on Huang Jin on the side, this scholar, after going up the mountain, he has been looking through the classics in the library pavilion, and has not practiced any magic, if it weren't for the fact that his uncle Zhou Xuance has always been very optimistic about Huang Jin, maybe this young man would have been driven down the mountain a long time ago, and the rules in this school palace are still different from person to person.

If you don't have a backer, just like those monks who have no hope of entering the Taiqing Dynasty or the morning and twilight in their lives, they will naturally have to leave the mountain to practice, and when the time comes, whether to go to Luoyang City to be a criminal department worship, or go to the mountains and fields to cultivate until death, or find a mortal to combine and live a life.

It's just that compared to mortals, the lifespan of these monks is also long.

The hot pot was served, and then the side dishes began to be served.

There were even oil discs already in front of them.

Yan Yu said with a smile: "If you want to eat hot pot, you really need the hot pot in Yizhou, but there are two places in Yizhou, and I have been arguing endlessly about which side of the hot pot is better, and I think the hot pot in Gyeongju Mansion is better, but there are many people who prefer Duzhou Mansion." ”

The young Song Pei bit a piece of hairy belly and said vaguely: "I don't know if it's the delicious food in Gyeongju Mansion or the hot pot in Duzhou Mansion, because I haven't eaten it, anyway, I think the hot pot here is not bad." ”

Song Pei, a young man, has read a lot of books and copied a lot of classics in the mountains in the past two years, especially after he walked into a certain broken thatched hut and met an old man one day, there was even an extra debate in his homework after that.

It's a debate, but it's just a quarrel.

As the only student in charge of teaching, no matter who sees him on the mountain, he will definitely be polite, even if he is an elder, he will not be angry with him for no reason, but it is the old man, he knocks his head when he has nothing to do, and when something happens, he directly serves him.

But he hasn't refuted it yet, after all, that old man is not only capable, but also has a high seniority, and more directly, he is also the gentleman of Song Pei's family!

Speaking of which, wouldn't it be that Su Ye, who is the number one scholar in the world, has to bow his head in front of him.

Song Pei thought that when his husband was punished, he probably didn't dare to say anything, what is he, Song Pei, a belly of rice is more than knowledge, how can he argue with the old gentleman more.

Since it can't be avoided, Song Pei can only bear it honestly, so he cherishes this opportunity to go out, especially with his senior sister Gu Yuan.

Song Pei lowered his head to eat, and was not concerned about other things for the time being.

Gu Yuan knocked on the door of Song Pei's head, frowned, and said, "Little junior brother, what's the matter with you, how can you patronize yourself and eat?"

Song Pei realized it later, and then scratched his head, before cooking a few duck intestines for his senior sister.

Gu Yuan patted Song Pei's shoulder with satisfaction, "It is worthy of being my little junior brother, I know my senior sister's preferences, and I will continue to report my senior sister's name on the mountain in the future, no problem." ”

In fact, on the mountain, Song Pei's identity may be a little stronger than Gu Yuan, but if everyone wants to divide Gu Yuan and Song Pei, then Gu Yuan must be more favored.

After all, it is a reading seed.

Compared with Song Pei, who has good qualifications, he has attracted more attention.

After all, Song Pei may become the next head of the sect in the future, but Gu Yuan may become the next saint.

And also a female saint.

How long has the three religions been established, I am afraid it has been more than 8,000 years.

How many female saints have appeared in the past 8,000 years?

It's just that after arriving at the morning and twilight, even Yan Yu himself knows that this is the end of this life, and it is almost nonsense to want to become a Spring and Autumn monk, but stepping into the morning and twilight, his lifespan is many more years, although he can't see the end of the avenue, but at least he can see Gu Yuan go far away.

And today's generation of young people is better than the previous ones, and they don't know how much faster they go.

Those young people before became dawn and twilight before they were forty?

Even before the age of 50, it is possible to cross the morning and dusk and enter the spring and autumn.

This world is really incomprehensible.

Thinking of this, Yan Yu put his eyes on Huang Jin on the side, this scholar, after going up the mountain, he has been looking through the classics in the library pavilion, and has not practiced any magic, if it weren't for the fact that his uncle Zhou Xuance has always been very optimistic about Huang Jin, maybe this young man would have been driven down the mountain a long time ago, and the rules in this school palace are still different from person to person.

If you don't have a backer, just like those monks who have no hope of entering the Taiqing Dynasty or the morning and twilight in their lives, they will naturally have to leave the mountain to practice, and when the time comes, whether to go to Luoyang City to be a criminal department worship, or go to the mountains and fields to cultivate until death, or find a mortal to combine and live a life.

It's just that compared to mortals, the lifespan of these monks is also long.

The hot pot was served, and then the side dishes began to be served.

There were even oil discs already in front of them.

Yan Yu said with a smile: "If you want to eat hot pot, you really need the hot pot in Yizhou, but there are two places in Yizhou, and I have been arguing endlessly about which side of the hot pot is better, and I think the hot pot in Gyeongju Mansion is better, but there are many people who prefer Duzhou Mansion." ”

The young Song Pei bit a piece of hairy belly and said vaguely: "I don't know if it's the delicious food in Gyeongju Mansion or the hot pot in Duzhou Mansion, because I haven't eaten it, anyway, I think the hot pot here is not bad." ”

Song Pei, a young man, has read a lot of books and copied a lot of classics in the mountains in the past two years, especially after he walked into a certain broken thatched hut and met an old man one day, there was even an extra debate in his homework after that.

It's a debate, but it's just a quarrel.

As the only disciple of the sect, no matter who sees him on the mountain, he will definitely be polite, even if he is an elder, he will not be angry with him for no reason, but it is the old man, he knocks on his head when he has nothing to do, and when something happens, he directly serves him.

But he hasn't refuted it yet, after all, that old man is not only capable, but also has a high seniority, and more directly, he is also the gentleman of Song Pei's family!

Speaking of which, wouldn't it be that Su Ye, who is the number one scholar in the world, has to bow his head in front of him.

Song Pei thought that when his husband was punished, he probably didn't dare to say anything, what is he, Song Pei, a belly of rice is more than knowledge, how can he argue with the old gentleman more.

Since it can't be avoided, Song Pei can only bear it honestly, so he cherishes this opportunity to go out, especially with his senior sister Gu Yuan.

Song Pei lowered his head to eat, and was not concerned about other things for the time being.

Gu Yuan knocked on the door of Song Pei's head, frowned, and said, "Little junior brother, what's the matter with you, how can you patronize yourself and eat?"

Song Pei realized it later, and then scratched his head, before cooking a few duck intestines for his senior sister.

Gu Yuan patted Song Pei's shoulder with satisfaction, "It is worthy of being my little junior brother, I know my senior sister's preferences, and I will continue to report my senior sister's name on the mountain in the future, no problem." ”

In fact, on the mountain, Song Pei's identity may be a little stronger than Gu Yuan, but if everyone wants to divide Gu Yuan and Song Pei, then Gu Yuan must be more favored.

After all, it is a reading seed.

Compared with Song Pei, who has good qualifications, he has attracted more attention.

After all, Song Pei may become the next head of the sect in the future, but Gu Yuan may become the next saint.

And also a female saint.

How long has the three religions been established, I am afraid it has been more than 8,000 years.

How many female saints have appeared in the past 8,000 years? It's just that after arriving at the dawn and twilight, even Yan Yu himself knows that this life is estimated to be like this, and it is almost nonsense to think about what kind of Spring and Autumn monk he wants to become, but when he enters the morning and twilight, his lifespan is many years longer, although he can't see the end of the avenue, but at least he can see Gu Yuan go far away.

And today's generation of young people is better than the previous ones, and they don't know how much faster they go.

Those young people before became dawn and twilight before they were forty?

Even before the age of 50, it is possible to cross the morning and dusk and enter the spring and autumn.

This world is really incomprehensible.

Thinking of this, Yan Yu put his eyes on Huang Jin on the side, this scholar, after going up the mountain, he has been looking through the classics in the library pavilion, and has not practiced any magic, if it weren't for the fact that his uncle Zhou Xuance has always been very optimistic about Huang Jin, maybe this young man would have been driven down the mountain a long time ago, and the rules in this school palace are still different from person to person.

If you don't have a backer, just like those monks who have no hope of entering the Taiqing Dynasty or the morning and twilight in their lives, they will naturally have to leave the mountain to practice, and when the time comes, whether to go to Luoyang City to be a criminal department worship, or go to the mountains and fields to cultivate until death, or find a mortal to combine and live a life.

It's just that compared to mortals, the lifespan of these monks is also long.

The hot pot was served, and then the side dishes began to be served.

There were even oil discs already in front of them.

Yan Yu said with a smile: "If you want to eat hot pot, you really need the hot pot in Yizhou, but there are two places in Yizhou, and I have been arguing endlessly about which side of the hot pot is better, and I think the hot pot in Gyeongju Mansion is better, but there are many people who prefer Duzhou Mansion." ”

The young Song Pei bit a piece of hairy belly and said vaguely: "I don't know if it's the delicious food in Gyeongju Mansion or the hot pot in Duzhou Mansion, because I haven't eaten it, anyway, I think the hot pot here is not bad." ”

Song Pei, a young man, has read a lot of books and copied a lot of classics in the mountains in the past two years, especially after he walked into a certain broken thatched hut and met an old man one day, there was even an extra debate in his homework after that.

It's a debate, but it's just a quarrel.

As the only disciple of the sect, no matter who sees him on the mountain, he will definitely be polite, even if he is an elder, he will not be angry with him for no reason, but it is the old man, he knocks on his head when he has nothing to do, and when something happens, he directly serves him.

But he hasn't refuted it yet, after all, that old man is not only capable, but also has a high seniority, and more directly, he is also the gentleman of Song Pei's family!

Speaking of which, wouldn't it be that Su Ye, who is the number one scholar in the world, has to bow his head in front of him.

Song Pei thought that when his husband was punished, he probably didn't dare to say anything, what is he, Song Pei, a belly of rice is more than knowledge, how can he argue with the old gentleman more.

Since it can't be avoided, Song Pei can only bear it honestly, so he cherishes this opportunity to go out, especially with his senior sister Gu Yuan.

Song Pei lowered his head to eat, and was not concerned about other things for the time being.

Gu Yuan knocked on the door of Song Pei's head, frowned, and said, "Little junior brother, what's the matter with you, how can you patronize yourself and eat?"

Song Pei realized it later, and then scratched his head, before cooking a few duck intestines for his senior sister.

Gu Yuan patted Song Pei's shoulder with satisfaction, "It is worthy of being my little junior brother, I know my senior sister's preferences, and I will continue to report my senior sister's name on the mountain in the future, no problem." ”

In fact, on the mountain, Song Pei's identity may be a little stronger than Gu Yuan, but if everyone wants to divide Gu Yuan and Song Pei, then Gu Yuan must be more favored.

After all, it is a reading seed.

Compared with Song Pei, who has good qualifications, he has attracted more attention.

After all, Song Pei may become the next head of the sect in the future, but Gu Yuan may become the next saint.

And also a female saint.

How long has the three religions been established, I am afraid it has been more than 8,000 years.

How many female saints have appeared in the past 8,000 years?