Gray Daling heard someone talking behind him, and turned his head to see the old monk. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The monk wore a walker's hat with seven or eight turquoise patches, a faded tattered robe, cuffs and trouser legs that seemed to be torn off, jagged and a few pieces of mud sticking to them. Wearing a tattered straw sandal, and showing his big toe. Around his neck hung a large string of rosaries, which looked as if they were made of wood. He wears a hat on his head, a cane in his left hand, and a bowl in his right hand.

Although this monk is dressed in tatters, his face is bright and kind. A pair of thick white eyebrows, a pair of Danfeng eyes implied a fine light, the voice was like a bell, and the steps were steady.

"Amitabha, since the donor is unwilling to listen to the advice of the old man. Then let Lao Qu sing a song and then leave!" Then he turned around and said, "Those present are basically some wandering children, thanks to this Taoist friend today." I hope you will turn back to the shore in the future and realize the business of the right business!"

The group of prostitutes had not left yet, and they were bustling with each other. Hurriedly came over and coaxed and said, "Old monk, what song are you going to sing? Listen to your good voice, show us your hands! Don't talk that crooked nonsense!"

The old monk smiled and sang with the cane in his hand: "

Persuade the monarch not to gamble his money and property, and lose all his family's wealth, wife and children.

Persuade the gentleman not to be romantic, and the romantic debt will be discounted.

Advise the monarch not to harm the living soul, kill the living and create karma.

Persuade the gentleman not to force his lover, who knows the hardship of being in the dust?

Persuade the monarch not to be quick and revenge, and revenge at this time.

Persuade the gentleman not to love his children and resentment, and the love is poisonous in the depths.

Persuade you not to be greedy for the delicacies of the mountains and seas, and then cook them after frying them.

persuaded the gentleman not to like the gold and silver treasures, and fell into Huangquan empty-handed.

Today, let's talk about these eight persuasions, and all the kings will do good deeds.

Thousands of great deeds are yellow dust, and hundreds of generations of heroes are ancient.

Don't attach it to karma, don't be vague about the right view of life! Hahaha, the old monk will go!"

The old monk sang sonorously and forcefully, with a sense of rhythm, and everyone listened to it with a few fun. As soon as the words fell, they disappeared all of a sudden, and a yellow note fell from the air.

The note read: Relieve madness, sing karma, don't think it's useless to sing, this song is only for people who are destined, the prodigal children can turn back, and clean up the customs and build the work.

Aunt Hua saw that the person was gone all of a sudden, and she was stupid there. Then he foamed at the mouth and his eyes were glazed. She muttered, "It's over, it's over, it's over!hahahaha!hahahaha!" and then she ran up with her hair scattered, smashing through the layers of the crowd and running away without a trace.

Gray Daling found that the sky was already dark, and he carefully pondered the words sung by the old monk and the note he left.

Candle Xiaotian took the note and put it in the gray spirit's backpack, turned it into a pendant and hung it on the backpack and said to him: "This note is a treasure, I look at the old monk is definitely not simple." The steps are steady, and the eyes are shining. It must be a character, I don't know why it suddenly appeared here. Be more careful when you meet us in the future!"

The Grey Spirit nodded in agreement.

John Wu came over and pulled Gray Daling and called a rickshaw. I threw a few big sons at the coachman.

"Where are you going?" the coachman wiped his sweat with a towel. The coachman was dressed in a brown shirt and cloth shoes. With small eyes, a small nose and a small mouth, he looks like a shrewd person.

Gray Daling didn't want to get close to this kind of person, so he ignored him.

"Go to the Wu Mansion in the county seat!" replied John Wu.

"Okay, sit down, let's go~" After speaking, he pulled the car and ran like a wind turbine.

Gray Daling took a rickshaw for the first time, and made a "pimple" swaying sound up and down while running. I felt very comfortable, so I narrowed my eyes and took a nap.

The man guessed that John Wu was the son of the Wu family, and he was busy getting close to him, hoping to get acquainted with him.

The coachman is also very good at talking, and Wu Gongzi chatted with him very happily.

After a while, the car stopped, and the gray spirit was a little tired, so he fell asleep.

John Wu shook him awake and said, "Master, let's get there!"