Shifting his gaze, the eyes of the immortal warlock happened to touch the gaze of this walking monk.

Although the face of this monk is covered with layers of putty, his face does not look like a walking monk who has been running outside for many years and is hungry and full.

In the period of agricultural civilization, human production activities basically depended on the sky for food. In addition to the upper class of society that can ensure dietary nutrition and have a normal fat layer, whether it is a farmer, a craftsman or even a small businessman, the skin on the body is not shiny, not to mention the parasitic class of monks who are no different from beggars, there is only one reason for this dull skin, that is, the lack of oil in the rice!

But this monk looks about the same age as Wei Ye, his face is separated by putty, but he can still see that his complexion is not bad, his facial muscles are full, his nose is high, and his facial features have a sense of profundity. If it weren't for the fact that this body was too filthy, it really didn't look like a wandering monk who was running outside.

is put in the fifth battalion of the Luoyang Northern Army, and the Han battle of this monk is also like those elite soldiers in the army who are constantly oiling and water every day.

Those family members of Old Man Wang's family did not have Wei Ye's shrewd and nuanced observation, and the fast-mouthed family member with the lacquer plate rushed to say: "This man, look at you, you are also a good hand and foot, and you look like a strong man, even if you don't have a family background, this appearance is enough to make a living if you go to farm and work for others." After saving up for a few years, you can also beg for a wife's room and get cigarettes! Such a shameless and skinless begging for food is simply an insult to the ancestors!"

In all fairness, Buddhism has been cultivated or woven for more than 1,000 years since its founding, and even refuses to engage in martial arts performing arts like Shi Yongxin, only willing to guard the temple gate to eat land rent and eat donors, and go out of the temple gate to eat good faith and eat Shifang, and it also deserves to be slaughtered over and over again by Emperor Taiwu of Wei, Emperor Wu of Zhou, Emperor Wuzong of Tang, and Shizong of Later Zhou Chai Shizong. Whether it is the official family fighting the local tyrants, or the people watching the excitement, they have no sympathy for this kind of bald donkey. There are only the disciples and grandchildren of the bald donkeys who have not died cleanly, and they have hurt themselves and pity themselves over and over again.

And this fast-talking family, these few words are right on the point.

The monk didn't know if he was still young, or he hadn't cultivated the good characterization of those local tyrant-level presiding monks in the big jungle who "laughed and scolded, I do it myself", and when he heard this, he shook his head and argued: "This brother, that's not what he said. How do you know that I don't have a serious livelihood? In my industry, I haven't opened for three years, and I'll eat for three years when I open, but I'm unlucky, and I haven't opened until now. ”

As he spoke, the monk also glanced at Wei Ye's side, pouted and said: "And the brothers are too snobbish, don't look at this mustachioed official in a green brocade robe, a little beauty and a handsome boy attendant, a luxury car and a donkey, and a generous hand, but it's not my poor flower companion? ”

The fast-mouthed family still wanted to entangle with him, and the old man Wang was already impatient, so he had to say to a small guy next to him: "Although this man is a beggar, he always comes to congratulate him, go to the kitchen to get a steamed cake and scoop a bowl of sweet syrup." ”

Saying that, the old man Wang turned his head and waved his hand to the monk, "You come to congratulate, and the old man will also accept your good." It's just that the smell of the body is too big, and I'm afraid that it will smoke the guests. Take the steamed cake and sweet syrup, and eat it somewhere else. ”

When the old man Wang said this, the monk smiled and replied with a vertical palm: "You see, I don't want this steamed cake either, you can help me fill some pulp in this sheepskin water bag, and I will quench my thirst on the way, and I will feel full of hospitality." Anyway, the groom is welcoming the bride around the city to boast about the marriage, and at this time the guests are not even, so I can't wait here for a few more moments, isn't it?"

The so-called boasting around the city is the etiquette here, where there is a marriage, the bridegroom's family under the dowry, or the bride's family with a dowry, it is inevitable to line up the box cage into a procession and go around the city. The bridegroom's family has a dowry, which is called a wedding around the city, and the bride's family with a dowry is called a wedding around the city, in short, it is an opportunity for a rich family to show off their wealth.

The bride that the Wang family wants to marry, since she is a little widow who has no relatives and no reason to come out to join her relatives, the dowry of this boast has not yet made the Wang family fulfilled. And Wei Ye listened to the demons and ghosts running on the street at night, and his words pointed to the bride of the Wang family, and the suspicions were even more numerous.

Wei Ye didn't care about looking at this uninvited monk anymore, and he said something sharp between his words, so he arched his hand to the old man Wang and said: "Today is the day of great joy in the palace, and there are still many things to be presided over by the prince. ”

With that, Wei Ye pulled Sima Ling, jumped into the donkey cart, rutted, and drove towards the city.

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On the donkey cart, Wei Ye sat cross-legged, Sima Ling sat on the wheel, knocked on the donkey's back for a while, and asked Wei Ye: "Uncle, what is the origin of the monk who asked for food?"

"Why do you want a monk? There is no fish or meat, even the vegetarian tofu can't support that frame!" Wei Ye snorted, but then he was puzzled: "If you are a cultivator, whether it is a Taoist or a Buddhist, whether it is a mage or a priest, or even an ordinary witch, the qi of the whole body is naturally not very different from that of ordinary people. But that guy didn't see anything unusual all over his body, but if you want to say that that guy is not a cultivator, but you listen to his words, there are allusions in every word, and I don't know what the source is, whether he is friend or foe......

Wei Ye was groaning, but his sleeve was pulled by the little mute next to him, Wei Ye turned his head to look, but saw the little mute gesture towards him a few times, and drew a stick figure on the handwriting board with a magnetic pen. Wei Ye looked down, but it was a simple human form, wrapped in a shell.

Wei Ye looked at the immature stick figure, thought for a while, and said: "That monk is full of dirt and filth, to cover up his cultivation? Tsk, this Devadatta asked the Holy Dharma Sect, and since Devadatta's death, it has basically ceased to be transmitted, so why is there still a successor? It seems that today's incident is very interesting. ”

While he was talking, a low hoarse singing voice came from outside the donkey cart: "Leek on the dew, He Yixi, Luxi Ming Dynasty is still falling, when will people return when they die?"

Beyond the singing, there were bursts of women's weeping.

Immediately, Sima Ling's voice was a little nervous: "Uncle, there is a funeral in front of you, what should we do?"