Although he has been a beggar who has been taken on by outsiders for some reason since that day, he is still in the sea of knowledge, and he has faintly left the direction and road, and there will be no mistake in walking step by step.

But Xu Xuanling is a person who has just recovered from a serious illness after all, he has a little furniture, half of it is given to the two apprentices, and he only carries a few strings of copper coins on his body, and he is not even willing to hire one of the livestock, so he can only work the road step by step.

He didn't dare to spend the copper money casually, whether it was staying overnight in the temple or staying in an inn, there was a place to use the money. Although it is said that "monks will have three liters of grain when they see the mountain gate", but if you really become a wandering Taoist, and do not subsidize a few pennies of incense and fire money in the temple, how can you eat and live in vain? If a strong Taoist is better, regardless of the Buddhist temple and Taoist temple, he always has to use some hard work to do some hard work, and he will accept it, and a Taoist like Xu Xuanling, who is half old and sick, those who are in charge of the prison and the house, will frown when they see it.

More often, Xu Xuanling had to sit on the side of the road, took out the wooden scoop he brought with him, and sang some Taoist love along the street to eat.

In this way, he walked towards the mountain in his heart with a hungry meal, Xu Xuanling was getting thinner and thinner, but his spirit had always been very good. He wore this thick hat, and the sun on his head was like fire, and he didn't feel hot, and when he encountered a storm, he was drenched like a chicken in soup, and he didn't feel cold. If he was going to change the past, he would be tossed in such a hot and cold situation for a while, and he would not be able to withstand such a hot and cold attack, so he could only fall on the side of the road and be a lonely ghost who was not buried.

After walking like this for more than a month, he happened to reach the southern border of Liao State, and then there were 300 miles to reach the Zhending Mansion of Song State. The merchants of the Song and Liao countries, coming and going here, traded on the market, but revealed a different kind of flashiness. The tea cakes and cloths of the Song Kingdom, the leather goods and agate specialties of the Liao Kingdom, as well as the ivory of Dali, the Dongzhu of the female straight, the beautiful jade of the Khotan country and other rare and interesting things, it is simply dizzying.

Xu Xuanling was a wanderer, and he didn't want to stay in these places for too long, so he only sat in a snack shop facing the road.

The acquaintance who greeted the guests, when he saw the rag patchwork on Xu Xuanling's body, he knew that he was not a good customer, but he still kept the etiquette, and sang a fat voice: "This gentleman, is it to eat tea or rice?

This is polite, but there is also a hidden meaning: it is not impossible to use vegetarian food, but if you want to change your fate, please change places. We have a small profit here, and we don't do good deeds!

Xu Xuanling just smiled, touched his arms, and took out two coins for a while and said: "Poor Dao is not a fast, just ask the store to make a bowl of somen noodles." ”

Seeing Xu Xuanling take out these copper coins, the acquaintance was silent, and said, "Sir, please take a seat!" He was busy with the kitchen and asked the cook to get busy.

As soon as Xu Xuanling sat down, he listened to someone on the road singing at the top of his voice: "There is no Amitabha in the south, there is no Amitabha in the south, the Khitan nobles worship the Buddha, and there are many holy monks in the Great Liao Kingdom." In the blink of an eye, it was gone, leaving a place for me. I have also been beaten with the cane of Lieutenant General Mirage, and I have also learned to refine demons in Wutai Mountain. In Yanjing City, 500 Arhats should recognize me as a team leader, and on Liangshan Bo, 100 single and 8 demon stars should call me big brother. Early cultivation has become a boundless magic method, which is convenient for eradicating superbirths and obsessed men and women, and has already attained profound samadhi, and the cold iron beads have killed the five Yamas. There is no Pure Land of Bliss in the south and the Pure Land of Bliss to lead the Buddha Amitabha!"

The singer also walked up to the snack shop, and with a dark shovel in his hand, he broke in.

Xu Xuanling looked up and saw a fat monk with a mouth full of beards, and his roots stood upright, just like iron wire. He was draped in a soap-colored shirt, with light and dark overlapping on it, like a python skin. The monk refused to tie his clothes, only opened his belly, revealing a piece of smooth white flesh, and looked at the skin smooth and white, like a fish belly. He had a seven-point red mole on his head, just like the shape of the Big Dipper, which looked very strange and strange.

The acquaintance saw that the monk who broke in with a big grin, with a strange appearance and a fierce look, and saw that he had a pair of two-foot-long ring knives hanging from his waist, and carried a black and heavy shovel, knowing that it was not a good way, and he was afraid that this monk would cause trouble for no reason, so he had to accompany him with a smile and said: "Master, do you use tea or fasting?"

The monk patted his belly and said, "After walking for many days, the old man is also hungry." Shopkeeper, what steamed lamb, braised beef, and salted pork leg do you have, and bring them all at once. If there are fish bream, fish belly, roast goose, and sauced duck, it will be even better. Since leaving the Mirage River, the old man has not tasted this for many days. ”

While speaking, the monk had already chosen one of the tables to sit down, patted the table and said: "Eat fast and prepare slowly, the store will sift some wine first, whether it is muddy or clear, and quench the thirst with the old man." ”

As he spoke, the monk touched his arms, but he took out a thumb-sized pearl. The bead greeted the sun, and suddenly gave birth to a piece of colorful light, not only the guest was stunned, but even the chef under the kitchen also lost his work, and looked at it with a salivating face.

The monk didn't care, he just snatched the bowl of scooping wine from the hand of the acquaintance, opened the wine jar himself, and drank it in a big bowl, which was a cow and horse drinking water, and this momentum was rare. In a blink of an eye, a vat of wine had been drunk, and the monk was inadequate, waved his hand and asked Zhike to bring the wine.

was messed up by this monk, Xu Xuanling didn't want to stay any longer, hurriedly pulled the noodles clean, and was about to get up and walk. But unexpectedly, the monk suddenly glanced at him, and suddenly asked, "That gentleman, do you want to go to Tiangui Mountain to try your luck?"

Xu Xuanling was inexplicable, shook his head and said: "The master is mistaken, Xiaodao is just going to go to one of his own senior brothers, passing by here, and he doesn't know what Tiangui Mountain and Digui Mountain are." ”

When the monk heard this, he just sneered: "It's okay not to go, it's okay not to go, in the past year, how many guests from the blessed land have coveted the immortal stones that fell from the sky in Guishan that day, and they formed groups of three or five, seven or eight, sending gods to make ghosts, drinking wind and clouds, hoping to get some benefits." It's a pity that in the end, even if you have the means to subdue the tiger, you have become a nameless ghost one by one. It can be seen that Guishan was known as the first blessed land of Yanyun that day, but it was really a place where murder and robbery were committed, and Mr. refused to go, which shows that he is a person who has a plan in his heart and a future blessing. ”

Xu Xuanling listened to the monk talk about these crazy words covered by clouds and fog, and felt even more bad in his heart, so he hurriedly said "goodbye", then picked up his bags and hurriedly went out.

He walked here in a hurry, but the monk looked at his back and muttered for a long time, and then said strangely: "Just look at this person's bones, it's just a mortal fetus." Why is the aura of the door on his body like the fire of the Dan, both civil and military, and endless, so pure?"