Without the four-eyed Taoist, the meal was very smooth, there was no accident, and after the meal, Master Yixiu said goodbye to Qingping and went back to his home.

After Jia Le and Qingping sent the people away, Jia Le smiled at Qingping and said, "Dao Chief, I'll go and arrange a room for you." ”

Following Jiale Qingping to a room on the side of the main room, Jiale hurriedly cleaned up the room and hugged a quilt to let Qingping rest. Qingping had been on the road all night and felt very tired, so he rested.

Ching Ping was woken up by the sound of chanting, Soha Sola Mothana, Namobala Rahmani, Namoindraya, Namobha, Namobha, Namopa, Namobodi, Sosy Yeya, Namabha, Namba, Namoba, Namoba, Namava, Namoba, Nama, Namoba, Nama, Naha, Namo, Naha, Namu······, Namu, Naha, Namo, Naha, Namu, Namo

It turned out to be the voice of Master Yixiu chanting in another house, and when Qingping came out to check, it happened that the four-eyed Taoist chief also looked at the window, pouted and scolded in a low voice: "It's really annoying, knock early and knock late." ”

He turned around and saw Qingping coming out of the room, cleaned up his mood and greeted, "Daoyou, have you rested?"

Qingping shook his head and said, "No, I just rested in the room for a while, but I was woken up by the chanting of Master Yixiu." ”

The four-eyed Taoist was stunned when he heard this, and said impatiently: "That's it, that's it, that monk is really annoyed to death, fellow Daoist, we smashed the wooden fish and copper chime we gave him in the past, so that he could disturb people's dreams." ”

Qingping shook his head and smiled: "Forget it, I'm just going to borrow it for a few days, Daoyou, you and Master Yixiu have been neighbors for so many years, there is no need to fight for such a little thing, of course, if you can beat Master Yixiu, just let me not say it." ”

The four-eyed Taoist laughed dryly, and said, "Oh, I still think it's better not to be rude, after all, it's been a neighbor for so many years." Fellow Daoist, I still have something to do, I'm going to get busy first, you are free. After speaking, he turned around and left, but when he left, Qingping heard him muttering in a low voice: "If I can beat that old monk, will I put up with him for so long?"

Qingping felt a little funny, but he didn't make a sound, but opened the door and blew a cool breeze for a while, stretched his waist and turned back to the room to get ready to sleep.

After Qingping returned to the room, the chanting sound of Master Yixiu still reached his ears unswervingly, and he sighed, this Xiu's master chanting is also too powerful, it is comparable to the legendary Tang Seng, the person who reads it is dizzy and irritable, no wonder the four-eyed Taoist can't stand it.

Qingping thought about it for a while, but he still meditated and cultivated, and he probably couldn't sleep anyway. Sitting cross-legged, emptying his mind, the god of contemplation and thought appeared in his mind, stepping on the green lotus, holding the jade Ruyi in his hand, and the seven-star sword on his back, sitting in the void, silent. And Qing couldn't feel the chanting sound of Master Yixiu, and the whole person slowly entered a state of thoughtlessness and loneliness, and if anyone in the cultivator saw it, he would definitely exclaim, this is the unity of heaven and man that cultivators dream of.

The next day, Qingping was woken up by the shouting of the four-eyed Taoist, "I'm annoyed..."

Then I heard the chanting of Master Ikkyu: Boshamaha, Sammuda, Namoses and Lidoya, Namobo, Mahaha, Mahakalaya······

Then came the voice of Tong Chi, "bell" and "bell", and then I heard the four-eyed Taoist gritted his teeth and shouted: "I can't stand it, coconut shell, it's useless! Small bowl, it's useless! Cotton, it's useless! Even the lamp can't stop you!" The voice was full of anger.

Then there was a sound of rummaging through the cabinets, and the four-eyed Taoist opened the door and went out.

Jia Le was a little puzzled and asked, "Master, where are you going before dawn?"

The four-eyed Taoist snorted angrily and said, "Buy a house!" After speaking, Jia Le, who was left with a puzzled face, turned around and slammed the door and left.

Jia Le was a little stunned and underestimated: "Buying a house?" was a little inexplicable, and then took care of his own things.

The four-eyed path grew out of the door and went straight to the place where Master Ikkyu lived.

Qingping also wanted to know what would happen next, anyway, his cultivation was interrupted, so he just got up and took a look, if there was a big fight, he could still persuade him. So he got up from the bed, got dressed, and went out of the room.

At this time, Jia Le was cleaning outside the door, and when he saw Qingping walking out, he immediately smiled and said hello: "Dao Chang got up so early?

Qingping shook his head and said, "No need, I was woken up by your master, and I don't want to rest now, let's see what happened to them." His hand gently pointed to where Master Ikkyu lived, and showed it to Knorr.

At this time, the four-eyed Taoist had already arrived in Master Yixiu's room, and saw that he was holding a box in his hand, and said to Master Yixiu arrogantly: "Monk, come here." ”

Master Yixiu immediately turned on the taunt mode: "Brother Dao, come over to me so early to say goodbye! ”

"Shut your mouth, how much is it, I will buy your house, lest you quarrel with me. After saying that, he put the box on the table, opened the lid, and it was full of neat yards of gold bars, "Say, how much." ”

In fact, the four-eyed Taoist is a very stingy person, as can be seen from the fact that Jia Le asked him for a dress but gave it to him after eight years. But such a stingy person is willing to take out money to buy such a useless house, which shows that the four-eyed Taoist has reached the limit of his patience with Master Ikkyu's chanting.

Master Yixiu's face was stunned, and when he saw the contents of the box, he was amazed again, and said, "Wow, there are so many gold bars!" The four-eyed Taoist immediately closed the box.

Master Yixiu then smiled and said to the four eyes: "Hey, hey, Brother Dao, we are all good neighbors!

But the four-eyed Taoist seemed to have made up his mind, and snorted lightly: "Do you want to sell it or not?"

But Master Yixiu shook his head, then shifted his gaze to the box of gold bars, and said very firmly: "Don't sell it." ”

The four-eyed Taoist was stunned when he heard this, and when he heard that Master Yixiu felt a little unbelievable, he wanted to say a few more words: "How can you be willing to move?"

Master Yixiu shook his head and said with a smile: "Amitabha, the poor monk wants to knock the scriptures and chant the Buddha here until he dies." ”

The four-eyed Taoist elder glared at him and said hatefully, "Okay, I'll stare at you here with big eyes, and see when you die!" Then he was about to take his money box and go home, but at this time he froze. Because he saw a clay doll on the table.

I saw that this mud doll was actually three points similar to Master Yixiu in terms of demeanor, and suddenly his eyes rolled, and in an instant he changed to a smiling face, and said with a smile: "Monk." Since you don't want to sell it, forget it, this clay figurine is very much like you?"

Master Yixiu was stunned for a moment, and then thought that it was the four-eyed Taoist who had opened his mind, and he was suddenly very happy, after all, they had been fighting for a long time, and Master Yixiu was also a little tired, so he smiled and said: "Ah, at this time, Qingqing pinched it out according to my appearance." ”

The four-eyed Taoist nodded as if he suddenly realized and said, "So that's the case, then I don't know if you can give it to me?"

Master Yixiu said very cheerfully: "No problem, you can take it if you want." ”

Naturally, the four-eyed Taoist would not just leave, and he smiled and said, "Come and sign for me." ”

Master Ikyu said: "The signature is not sincere enough. I'll give it a handprint. ”

The four-eyed Taoist was overjoyed in his heart, but his face was not excessively expressive, so he nodded and said, "Okay, this is better." (To be continued)