Old Master Qu, who has always had a son, still feels that he is dreaming.

lived for dozens of years, taught diligently for most of his life, and finally got a son from God when his beard was gray.

When the midwife told him that the mother and child were safe and gave birth to a son, he was almost moved to kneel down for the midwife.

He finally endured, although he didn't kneel down for the midwife, but when he entered the house, he knelt down for his wife.

When a woman gives birth to a child, it is like breaking through a ghost gate, especially when Mrs. Qu is a little older, it is not easy, and Mrs. Qu's kneeling also makes Mrs. Qu cry.

Mrs. Qu shed tears, not because of her own hard work, but because her husband loved her, and her son was fat and healthy.

A lifetime of firewood, rice, oil and salt, having a son to bear happiness on his knees, what more can he ask for?

Now, Old Master Qu is running inside and out, his face is full of red light, beckoning relatives and friends to eat and drink, as long as he is here to say goodbye, he will not feel distressed as much as he eats.

When he ran into the house, he always had to look at the child's chubby face, and he had to kiss his wife's face.

Mrs. was always very squirming, and complained to him shyly: "They are all old husbands and wives, and they are not afraid of others seeing jokes." ”

Every time Mrs. said this, Old Master Qu would kiss him fiercely: "You are the great benefactor of my Qu family, and it is not too much for me to wash your feet every day." ”

"Alright, alright, I know that you scholars can speak. The lady blushed, and under her husband's sweet words, like a girl who had returned to her twenty-eighth year, she urged him softly: "Save the rhetoric for the evening, and go and greet the guests." ”

Daoxi is not only from the same village, but also a monk.

The monk chanted a Buddha horn in front of the courtyard gate, and led the old master Qu out of the hospital to greet him.

People usually like to call the monk the master, this monk is a veritable master, because he is tall and fat, with a string of fist-sized black Buddha beads hanging around his neck, with three layers of chin, and the monk's robe cannot cover the fat belly, like the Arhat statue enshrined in the temple.

Old Master Qu thought that the monk was here to turn his fate, but when he took out the copper plate, the monk handed Old Master Qu a string of Buddhist beads.

The monk said, after hearing that the Qu family has it, it is gratifying and congratulating, and I specially sent Buddha beads to bless my son with a long life.

The old man was in front of him, and at this moment he was blessed by the Buddha's protégé, and the old master Qu was blushing, and hurriedly said to the monk: "Please master be sure to drink a glass of vegetarian wine, let me talk about my heart." ”

The monk nodded, and when he stepped into the courtyard, he turned his head and said to the old master Qu: "I have a Buddha relationship with your old man, I want to take a look at the face of the little boy, give him a Dharma name, and accept him as a lay disciple, and from then on, he will be blessed by the Buddhist protector." ”

This is a good thing from heaven, and the old master Qu immediately agreed and led the monk to the house to see the newborn baby.

The baby was in swaddling clothes, being held in the arms of Mrs. Qu, Mrs. Qu was sitting on the kang obliquely, when a man entered the door, she lowered her head tightly, not daring to raise her eyes.

The monk looked at the baby carefully, turned his head and recited a Buddha name to the old master Qu: "I want to pray sincerely, please come to the Buddha to protect the Dharma, if the donor is willing to make it convenient, please go to the courtyard, let all the guests keep their heads down, don't let my Buddha dislike sentient beings and be disrespectful." ”

"Yes, yes. Old Master Qu immediately ran out of the house as if he had received the emperor's order.

Only the monk, the lady and the baby were left in the house, and when there was no one around, the monk suddenly struck out and grabbed the baby in swaddling clothes.

Mrs. Guardian was heartfelt and locked the baby tightly in her arms.

The monk sneered, and suddenly changed his trick to catch Mrs. instead, in fact, from beginning to end, Mrs. Qu was his real target.

How could a weak woman resist the fierceness of the monk, Mrs. Qu couldn't dodge, and let the monk grab her arm.

Blood flowed out, and there was a whistling.

The scream was not shouted by Mrs. Qu, but by the monk.

The monk's broken arm was bloody, and one of his left hands had been cut off by Qi Qi.

Because of the grasp he just now, he grabbed on a bundle of ice blue swords.

Mrs. Qu lifted her headscarf, revealing a beautiful and flawless face.

The ice blue sword rested on the monk's neck, and the woman's eyes were hateful, and her teeth were cut: "Get out!"

The monk held on to the severed arm and laughed cruelly: "You are not a master's wife." ”

The ice blue sword went one more way, almost cutting the monk's throat, the woman's starry eyes were angry, and she no longer spoke to the monk, as if saying one more word to the monk was blasphemy against herself.

The monk endured the pain, stared at the woman, and squeezed out a cruel sentence: "If you dare to let me go today, I will take your head in the future." ”

After letting go of the cruel words, the monk slowly withdrew from the holding of the ice blue sword, snorted coldly, and broke away.

All the guests who were drinking in the courtyard saw a black wind piercing the roof and suddenly disappeared.

Old Master Qu was frightened, and hurriedly ran back to the house, watching his wife holding the baby and sleeping on the kang.

He stepped forward, slowly shook his wife awake, and asked softly, "Where is the master?"

The lady was sleepy-eyed and shook her head at her husband, completely unaware of what he was talking about.

"It's okay, it's okay, sleep, sleep. Old Master Qu covered the quilt for his wife, and when he walked out of the house, he wondered, how could the monk disappear for no reason?

After seeing the black wind break through the air, a white-robed man stood up among the drinking guests, he was already red-faced, greeted the people at the same table, carried half a pot of residual wine, and walked away.

The stars and the moon meet again, and they walk on their way to the next town.

The winter wind was cold and people's hearts were cold, and Picking Moon told Caixing that she finally couldn't hold back and cut off one of Crazy Arhat's hands.

"Senior sister didn't cut off his head, which is already his greatest gift. Caixing replied indifferently, and even had a little joy: "I can't sentence him to death now, at least let him suffer some living crimes, Senior Sister is doing the right thing." ”

"He has done three of the four bad things. Picking the moon remembered the old account and discussed with Caixing: "Should we go and inquire about honest people?"

"Looking at the world, honest people abound. Caixing sighed helplessly, lowered his head and smiled bitterly: "Senior sister said who should I ask?"

After listening to the questioning, Picking the Moon pondered, and analyzed gently: "The crazy Arhat has broken his left hand, you must go to see Langzhong, we can find an honest person in Langzhong." ”

Cai Xing nodded and smiled, he was very pleased, and the moon picked up and grew suddenly, and even caught him off guard.

Yesterday's innocent and romantic little girl, today's passionate heroine.

The spirit of chivalry is indelible, and righteousness is always in the world.

"When Senior Sister catches the Crazy Arhat doing the fourth bad thing, she doesn't need to be merciful to him. After enduring it for so long, Cai Xing finally said a happy word: "Senior sister can use the soul reincarnation spell to capture his soul, and then use the soul restoration spell to cut off the soul on impermanence, before we take him to the underworld, we also want him to suffer the yin and evil torment of impermanence." ”