Beidou, an ancient and rough five-color altar shimmered with brilliance, and two figures stepped out from it.
And just when the five-color altar was filled with mysterious fluctuations, it woke up the little guy who had been waiting nearby.
"elder brother!"
A little girl who was dirty and dressed in rags cheered and ran straight towards the person who came out of the five-color altar.
The expression on his face changed from full of expectation to gradually gloomy.
But soon, the little girl patted her cheek again and cheered up again.
Over the years, similar plots have been staged countless times, and the little girl gradually learned how not to annoy the big men coming out of the Five Color Altar, because that would drive her away.
The little girl very wisely stepped aside and squatted in the corner, so sensible that it made people feel distressed.
"It's you?!"
The two middle-aged men who came down from the five-color altar were the two middle-aged men who took away the little girl's brother in the past. They were quite impressed by this persevering little girl.
Several years have passed. It stands to reason that the little girl has grown a lot in age, but she is still thin and dirty. Only her big, watery eyes are still bright.
I thought that the helpless little girl should have passed away in some deserted corner, but I never thought that she would persist until today.
The leader winked, and the man next to him suddenly felt his heart sink.
After hesitating for a moment, the man sighed quietly, and finally took the initiative to step forward and looked at the little girl with a warm face:
"Is your name Nannan? Can uncle take you to meet your brother?"
The little girl raised her head alertly, and vaguely recognized the appearance of the middle-aged man, and then burst into tears:
"You are the uncle from back then! Oh, I miss my brother..."
The middle-aged man was surprised that the little girl recognized him.
It's a pity that such a smart little girl is disabled and will never have the chance to grow up.
Thinking of the young man's heart-rending plea before his death, the middle-aged man was lost for a moment, but finally took the little girl's hand and disappeared into the distance.
This place is adjacent to the Eastern Wasteland. The middle-aged man took the little girl across countless thousands of miles, but he still could not make up his mind.
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Did you drive her away? "
Hearing this, the girl quickly shook her head, and immediately took the initiative to get closer. She even bought a few steaming buns from a vendor nearby and handed them directly to the little girl.
The little girl raised her head in surprise and swallowed, but then she seemed to think of something and immediately took her hand back.
Her clothes were in tatters, but her eyes were exceptionally bright. She looked at the girl firmly and begged:
"Sister, I want to practice."
In response to this, the girl's face was sincerely surprised, and then she tentatively said:
"You know I'm a monk?"
Hearing this, the little girl nodded obediently and explained her feelings in detail:
"You, those brothers, and grandpa all have a special... smell."
The little girl didn't know what was going on, thinking that the mysterious feeling was some kind of smell, which made the girl sniff her nose suspiciously.
As a monk, everyone naturally has sharp ears and eyes, and all the conversations between the girl and the little girl were listened to by a few people.
The leading old man came over and said with a charitable smile:
"Extend your hand and let grandpa show it to you."
The little girl wiped her dirty palms again and again under the encouraging gaze of the girl, and then handed it over.
Seeing this, the faces of the girls and young men on the side were full of expectant looks.
It is said that some special bloodlines and physiques can show some supernatural powers even before they start practicing. They naturally put the little girl in front of them into this category.
However, after a moment, the old man's eyes darkened.
"Uncle-Master, isn't her qualification bad?"
The girl spoke cautiously, making up her mind that even if the little girl's qualifications were average, she would persuade her uncle to accept her.
Hearing this, the old man shook his head:
"It's not that it's not bad, it's that it's extremely bad. I'm afraid even if we spend several times the resources, it won't be possible for her to open up the sea of suffering."
The old man is a great monk in the Four Extremes Secret Realm. Even he said this, so there is absolutely no mistake.
"Little girl, you'd better give up on the path of cultivation for the rest of your life."
Although the old man's words were cruel, he didn't say anything more and turned around to leave.
Before leaving, the girl secretly gave some copper coins and broken silver to the little girl.
Although the number is not large, it can relatively prevent the little girl from being remembered by bad people.
The little girl has lived a wandering life for several years and has met more than one group of practitioners. The people in front of her are the kindest to her, so she naturally does not want to give up easily:...
"Please, please accept my daughter!"
"My daughter eats very little, but she will still practice hard!"
The little girl ran after her, all the worn shoes on her feet ran away, and she chased them out of the city gate, but in the end there was no trace of the girl and her group.
The little girl looked lost and wandered aimlessly in the wilderness.
Fortunately, no matter how she dresses, she looks like a little beggar, but no one can imagine that she is also a little "rich woman" with a lot of money.
The little girl's ears were very pointed. Among the many noisy chirping of insects and birds, she heard an unusual noise, followed by a sound that sounded like she was talking in her sleep.
To others, even many powerful monks and geniuses with special physiques and bloodlines, they are just disjointed and incomprehensible words.
But when it fell into the little girl's ears, it was like the roar of the sound of the great road, making her enlightened and intoxicated.
Unknowingly, the little girl had arrived at the source of the sound.
As expected, in front of him was an old beggar with gray hair and a body no better than that of a little girl.
He was lying on a simple and rough stone slab, turning over from time to time, like a salted fish waiting to die.
Sensing the little girl's approach, the old beggar stopped mumbling in his sleep, turned his head, and threatened with a ferocious expression:
"Hey! Old man, I haven't tasted such a tender girl for a long time..."
Hear this, little girl
Naturally, she was extremely frightened in her heart, but that mysterious feeling told her that the old man in front of her must be a monk, so she used all her strength to control the fear in her heart and slowly stepped forward:
"Grandpa, can you... continue to recite sutras... for me?"
Although the little girl's eyes were full of fear, her desire for practice and the obsession buried deep in her heart defeated everything.
Hearing this, the old beggar showed an expression of looking at an idiot on his face.
He himself didn't know what he was chanting, but there were people who wanted to hear him "recite sutras".
He glanced at the little girl opposite without leaving any trace.
Well, I am very ill.
The old beggar noticed this and did not choose to expose it. Instead, he pretended to be profound and said:
"If you want to hear Lao Chan recite sutras, what can you say?"
The old beggar rubbed his fingers, the hint was very obvious.
The little girl was extraordinarily smart, and without any hesitation, she secretly divided a small part of the money that the girl had given her before.
Seeing this, the old beggar couldn't help laughing:
"He's actually a little clever guy!"
The old beggar did not accept the money. After that day, he lay down here leisurely every day. Instead, he instructed the little girl to go to the city to buy him wine.
And when he was drunk and talking nonsense, the little girl was naturally able to listen to him "reciting sutras" as she wished.
In this way, several years passed, and the little girl's money had long been exhausted, but the old beggar did not drive him away.
Oddly enough, all the little girl’s money went to the old beggar to buy wine. Logically speaking, she should have no money to buy food.
The little girl relied on eating fruits that grew near the old man to satisfy her hunger, and she actually became slim and tall.
And after listening to the Tao for several years, the little girl has a mysterious and mysterious Tao charm flowing around her body, as if she were a real banished fairy. In fact, she had never understood the old beggar's ravings, but because she was immersed in that state of enlightenment, she understood her own unique method of practice.
On this day, the old beggar rarely slept. Instead, he lay on his side on the stone slab and looked straight at the girl opposite, as if in a daze.
Little Nannan had some bad premonition in her heart, and immediately stretched out her hand and grabbed forward:
"grandfather!"
I saw that his fingertips went straight through the old beggar's body, as if popping a soap bubble, which immediately disappeared without a trace. .
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