I draw a card first

Chapter 304 Gusu Town

"Give it to me, open!"

With Aiwen's low growl, more and more surging torrents of power began to be crazily transmitted to the scroll, and even the golden wheel representing the fruit status appeared behind his head, signaling to vent the sacred and vast Buddha light.

The entire dark underground space was bathed in golden light at this moment.

And the ever-expanding picture scroll always has new changes at this time
——It projected a huge phantom!

And a special energy fluctuation also enveloped Aiwen's whole body, and the information transmitted by the picture scroll made him understand that as long as he was drawn by this force, he could enter the world inside the picture scroll again.

The time in the picture scroll may be due to the acquired transformation of the system. The mode is somewhat similar to those copies, and it will always be relatively static with the outside world.

So Aiwen, who doesn't have to worry too much about it, quickly let go of his resistance and let the picture scroll involve himself.

In the next second, the world turned upside down...he stood in front of the familiar small temple again!
Looking up at the heavy rain still pouring in the sky, Ai Wen waved his hand, and the dark clouds in the sky immediately dissipated and receded, revealing a silver-white full moon in the empty sky.

Under the bright moonlight, a small head that had been hiding behind the wooden door and was poking out cautiously, seemed to have just discovered someone's towering figure, and suddenly trembled in fright.

However, when I really saw Aiwen who had specially changed into a cloud brocade cassock, the white and fluffy ball suddenly jumped and ran out, and then...slipped under his feet and bumped into his leg...

Little Fuqiu: It hurts...(╥_╥)
"Are you a pig? You can hit this?"

While smiling, Aiwen picked up the little fur ball sitting on the ground with a face covered in circles, and held it in his arms as naturally as before.

Although the little fox was surprised that he changed his clothes in the blink of an eye, and also grew hair, which looked weird.

But smelling the familiar scent, it quickly felt at ease despite its naturally cute nature.

Moaning, he moved his body, found a comfortable position in someone's arms, and then slowly closed his eyes.

It was chased and killed by a monk in the rain for most of the night before, and its emotions continued to experience great sorrow and joy like riding a roller coaster. Now it is almost sleepy.

So soon, the furry group soon heard the sound of even breathing... (～ o ～)~zZ
Scratching the little furball's ears with his fingers, the doting Aiwen slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and in a trance, there seemed to be a shadow of the little monk.

But those eyes, which are always sharp and deep, destroyed this imprint, and showed the essential difference between the two.

Because he is no longer a carefree, carefree mortal.

The existence named Aiwen not only shoulders the expectations of countless people and bears heavy responsibilities, but also holds the future and destiny of countless existences in his hands.

It can be said that from the moment he awakened his memory, he was destined to be a tyrant, a king, and a god above all else!

And the warmth of pastoral songs will only become an insignificant and small memory after all...

"I can't go back..."

With a touch of emotion, Ai Wen glanced across the plaque of "Suyun Temple", and finally stopped on the lonely tomb behind the temple.

Relying on his fruition status and his identity as the owner of this world, he quickly confirmed that the old monk's soul aura had completely dissipated, and he had obviously been reincarnated.

With the practice of being a monk for the first time, his wealth in this life must be no problem, and there is no image of Buddha's fate, so if there is no accident, he will definitely not need to be a monk anymore.

Without the last trace of concern, Ai Wen turned around and planned to leave with the little fur ball first, but in the next second, his face changed suddenly.

He didn't even go out!
As the owner of this [Mountain and River Scroll], he can naturally come in and out at will.

But the problem is that, as a native creature of this world, the little fur ball has no way to leave with him!

After further communication with this world, Aiwen had no choice but to admit that his current strength is still not enough, and he still can't really refine [Mountain and River Picture Scroll].

Right now, at best, it can only be regarded as mastering the most basic right to use this treasure.

But the final ownership, that is, the core authority, is still firmly locked.

That is to say, only when someone truly becomes a Buddha and becomes a patriarch one day, and obtains full control over [Mountain and River Scroll], which in a sense is harder to crack than the original Shanhe Sheji Map, can he truly control and modify every piece here at will. The fate of living beings.

Compete with the fate rules of this world itself, the cycle of life and death, and take the little guy to "jump out of the three realms, not in the five elements".

"Huh... forget it, it's only a matter of time..."

Quickly adjusted his mood, Ivan, who didn't want to leave so quickly, pondered for a moment, then suddenly reached out and took out the nine-section Zen stick.

Amidst the tinkling of iron rings, a man with short hair in cassock hugged the sleeping little fox and walked towards the town near the foot of the mountain step by step with a Zen stick in his arms...

According to the limited information that the little monk Ai Wen knew back then, the country where Suyun Temple is located is somewhat similar to the Tang and Song Dynasties in ancient China.

In terms of policy, the imperial examinations were used to select scholars, and the private industry and commerce flourished, and several successive emperors worshiped gods and worshiped Buddhas, which also led to the prosperous incense of folk monks and Taoists.

One mountain, one temple, one hundred miles, one view, is definitely not an exaggeration.

However, only half of the monks and Taoists who really have a certificate of proof, so in a sense, Ai Wen, the abbot of Suyun Temple who has a "certificate", can be regarded as a true root.

The serious monk Aiwen didn't rush through the clouds because he was relatively free. Instead, he walked slowly under the moonlight, experiencing the rare ease and leisure without Wenshan rolling the sea.

When the sun rose, he also arrived at the nearest small town

——Gusu Town
A certain person had nothing to do, took a few ingots of silver that he picked up on the way, and booked a room in an inn, intending to stay in the town for a few days.

And people here naturally know him, a native monk.

Although I wonder why someone suddenly has short hair, but because of the previous fame, when the residents of the town meet Aiwen, they will still respectfully call him "Master Aiwen".

In this way, the news that Master Aiwen brought his little fox to live in the town for a while soon spread in the small town.

Now, some believers who couldn't go to the temple to pray because of the remoteness of Suyun Temple and the bad roads began to flock to the inn where Ai Wen lived.
There are even teenagers and girls who are not afraid of death and come to ask for marriage blessings.

Looking at the junior high school age "couples" in front of me who have put down the market outlook, they keep throwing dog food in front of their eyes, with a smile on their faces, and someone from MMP in their hearts directly sent a A big gift bag of Passionate Gu.

And sincerely wish the poor boy and the rich lady can grow old together, after all...

If you don't grow old together, you can only go to hell forever...

(End of this chapter)