Snakes meet everywhere.
Old Huixian and Xiao Shitou were begging for alms in the city. Huixian kept talking and Xiao Shitou became sleepy. The old man and the child each carried a bamboo basket on their backs and went on their way. Xiao Shitou carried a blanket and scriptures, and Old Huixian carried a bamboo basket on his back. A cobra…
"Knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing, that is knowing."
"Do you still remember when my teacher taught you how to become an eminent monk? Zen meditation, meditation, and alms are the beginning of becoming an eminent monk. The road is not only at your feet but also in your heart."
The vendors were stunned and still, the little local dog was sleepy, and the old Huixian was still chattering.
"One flower, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi."
"This is how you know, this is how you see, this is how you believe and understand."
"Everything is illusion. Destiny is created by oneself, appearance is born by the heart, white... white snake demon? Disciple, master feels very tired, why don't you go to that teahouse to rest."
"Huh? It's Lao Bai...Sister Bai!" Xiao Shitou was delighted.
Little Shitou was very happy and remembered the smell of bacon in a daze. For many years, the smell seemed like a demonic barrier that lingered in his heart for a long time and refused to go away. However, the master strictly prohibited him from eating it, saying that he had to abide by the commandments.
"Master Xianhui, we meet again."
Bai Yujun looked at the master and apprentice with a smile. The old monk Huixian's robe was shabby and covered with patches, and his big toes were exposed. The little stone still looked like it did before and had not grown up, which was very strange.
We meet as guests, and we are familiar with each other as strangers.
The cobra raised its head and looked at its counterpart. It didn't dare to be bold in front of Bai Yujun.
The master and the apprentice were very poor, as poor as the dilapidated Zhuquan Temple in the bamboo forest, but they had to admire Huixian as a truly enlightened monk. Unlike those monks who owned luxurious temples and vast hectares of fertile land, they had never seen those famous people. The so-called eminent monks in the world carry cobras on their backs to beg for alms, but they are not seen leaving the gorgeous temples and entering the secular world.
Hui Xian still had a faint smile and kind eyes, secretly sighing in his heart that fate has played a trick on people, and he met monsters without incident. If it weren't for this stupid apprentice, why would he be like this? Well, it seems that he didn't recite the scriptures enough.
The weather is changeable, with dark clouds rolling in and thunder rumbling.
"It is going to rain."
On the second floor of the teahouse, the most unprovoked group in the world is enjoying tea and enjoying the rain.
Old men, children, women, and poisonous cobras formed a taboo gang in this small teahouse. What? Can you lower your face and hit an old man? Or shamelessly beating children and women? Anyone who wants to save face will try to avoid this ultimate invincible combination, unless the jar is broken.
"Why did you two go down the mountain?"
"Haha, I think the poor monk should take the pebbles out for a walk instead of reading thousands of books..."
Before Lao Huixian could finish speaking calmly.
"The temple door collapsed. Master said we should go down the mountain to beg alms and earn money to go back and repair the temple."
Xiao Shitou was outspoken, so Hui Xian put down the tea tray in his hand to hold back from hitting anyone, secretly sighing that this single disciple hadn't learned half of his skills. Some things just need to be known, and it would be a bit indecent to say them out.
Bai Yujun took care of the old monk's face and tried not to laugh out loud.
"How much did it cost?"
"About six hundred dollars, it's coming soon."
It was only more than six hundred dollars. A certain snake estimated that even if Old Huixian died of old age, he would not be able to save enough money to repair the temple. If there were no accidents, Zhuquan Temple would probably turn into ruins, covered with moss, and then become a den for wild beasts.
Water dripped from the blue-tiled eaves, and Little Shitou sat by the window nibbling desserts, stuffing some into Huixian's daisy-like old mouth from time to time.
As pedestrians hurriedly walked downstairs in the stone alley, Bai Yujun thought that selling umbrellas would be very profitable. After being a killer for a long time, he almost forgot that he was still a hawker doing business.
It's easy to feel sleepy on rainy days, and the little stone is sleeping soundly.
Bai Yujun drank all the tea and ate the tea leaves at the same time. This hobby has not changed for many years.
"What is the origin of the little stone? I can't see his true form. He doesn't look like a demon or a human being."
Hearing this, Lao Huixian looked at the little stone sleeping against the wall.
"He is a little stone."
"I know he is a little stone, uh... you mean he is a stone?"
Hui Xianhe put down the teacup and looked at the teapot. It was empty, not even the tea leaves were left.
"I left the temple to travel around the world because of my different ideas. At the foot of Zhuquan Temple, I saw a huge stone broken into pieces, with a child lying inside the stone. I was afraid that he would fall into the hands of evil people and cause trouble because of his lack of knowledge and skills, so I had no choice but to kill him with my own hands. Raised.”
"The stone fetus was born and raised by the earth, and it is destined to be extraordinary. When I am old, I don't want him to go astray in the future, so I will recite scriptures and teach him hard every day to plant a kind heart in him."
Unexpectedly, Xiaoshi Shitou had a big background. Bai Yujun was very envious of the fact that he was born with good heels.
With good birth and excellent bloodline, this kind of existence is destined to be extraordinary in the future. No matter what you do, you will be like a god with help and good luck. Even if you are fishing at home, walking your dog and touching loaches, you can pick up gold nuggets. Unlike ordinary beasts like us who have to do business for money. As a hawker, I work tirelessly to make rain fall just to sell more paper umbrellas.
After looking carefully, I couldn't see any difference from humans.
"He was born with a heart of stone," Huixian said.
Bai Yujun was stunned and used his infrared detection ability to detect small stones.
Sure enough, the temperature of the heart was obviously lower than the body temperature, as if it contained infinite power and could erupt like a volcano at any time.
I didn't expect that the legendary Shi Xin really existed. I once read the legend of Shi Xin in the Chunyang Palace Library and read the miscellaneous books. It was said that Shi Xin was ruthless, ruthless, cold and cruel, with a tenacious will that resisted any temptation, and that he was born to be the best practitioner.
The strange thing is that Little Shitou is neither indifferent nor resistant to temptation. He is no different from ordinary children.
Shaking his head and being speechless, he took out a salt block and licked it.
Bai Yujun has no idea of getting any benefit from the natural stone. Don't speculate on some things. Don't make random arrangements for beings who were born to be born. If you cause trouble, you won't even be able to eat it.
To be a snake, you need to be self-aware and knowledgeable.
The rain is still falling, and the teahouse guests in the teahouse seem to be affected by the weather and don’t have much to say. They drink tea quietly, watch the rain, reflect on the past, and enjoy the rare leisure.
The ancient city is quiet and you can have a moment of peace.
It's a pity that some people always want to destroy this leisurely life, and fighting waves were heard from the direction of the black market outside the city.
You don’t need to guess to know that the Demon Sect must have suffered a huge loss and couldn’t bear to take this breath. They sent people to take revenge and regain their face. The casual cultivators gathered in the black market became the Demon Sect’s punching bag. If you don’t bully these rootless duckweeds, how can you bully the big sects? It is the nature of many creatures to bully the weak and fear the strong if the door fails.
"I'm going out for a trip. When I come back, I will help your master and disciples make money to repair the temple. I am good at making money."
After saying that, he stood up and disappeared into the rain curtain.
Seeing the snake demon fly away, Hui Xian breathed a sigh of relief and stretched out his hand to wake up Xiao Shitou and run away. Every time he tried to calm down the snake demon, there was no point in explaining it. The only way to escape while the other party was away was to run away!
Before his palm touched the small stone, Lao Huixian suddenly stopped...
a long time.
"well……"
He sighed helplessly and sat down, unable to leave. If he left, he might not be able to spend enough money to repair Zhuquan Temple. In Huixian's heart, the poor Zhuquan Temple was countless times better than the royal temples in Chang'an City, and it was the real pure land. .
In the distance, Bai Yujun, dressed in black, put on a bamboo hat to avoid the rain, tied up a mask, and rushed into the black market with a horizontal knife...
"I'm going to get rich again." I want to talk about "The New White Snake Asks the Immortal" with more like-minded people, "I want to talk about my favorite books with more book friends
