Infinite Journey From Hogwarts

Dongsheng Shenzhou, outside the ancient capital of Xianyang.

In the Wang Family School, a young man with red lips and white teeth, full sky and luxurious clothes, pointedly at the young man who was about a decade old beside him, but in a gray cloth robe with fat patches, said, "Wang Jieyi, if you call me Brother, how about I give you this chicken leg?"

Although all members of the Wang Family School are children of the surname Wang, even among the same clan in the same village, there are also differences between rich and poor.

The name of the talking boy was Wang Fugui. When I heard that he was born, the pear trees planted in the courtyard were luxuriant overnight, with silver flowers and golden stamens, and extremely rich. The head of the ape has long been affirmed by a scholar, that the heaven descends on the precious son, and it is too expensive.

The boy wearing a fat patch sitting next to him was just the opposite. When he was born, the well water in the house was low, leaving only a line. Although he could not defeat his parents, he had suffered from childhood illnesses. Fortunately, there was a mountain temple ten miles away. Monk Yehu Zen took a fancy to it and changed its name to'Jieyi' to capture a glimmer of life, so that it can be dragged to the present day.

Wang Shui looked at the chicken legs of Wang Fugui's box lunch next to him and swallowed his saliva. There was a trace of longing on his yellow and thin face, but he firmly said, "According to the genealogy, you and me are the same generation, but according to the birth, I It was born an hour earlier than you. You should call me Big Brother."

"Cut." Wang Fugui picked up the chicken leg, took a bite, and ate his mouth full of fat, as if to vent his dissatisfaction, he deliberately didn't talk to Wang Jie, letting the other side gnaw at Wowotou.

But in the end it was a juvenile character. Within ten minutes, Wang Fugui clamped another chicken leg into Wang Chu's bowl and couldn't help saying, "Do you understand the lesson the Master is giving today?"

"Huh?" Wang Jie raised his head and looked at Wang Fugui.

"It's just two children arguing." Wang Fugui's shrewd face showed a rare look of confusion, "Do you really think it is the noon sun near us, or the morning sun near us?"

Speaking of schoolwork, Wang Jieyi thought about it for a while and said, "The subject of this article means that the main road is fifty and the sky is forty-nine. Even a saint can't know everything. Therefore, we must be humble to know and escape from nothing."

"I don't think so." Wang Fugui shook his head and said, "How saints are not what we think, but the distance of the day is born in our heart, so the day has no distance, but the human heart has changed, if the human heart is constant. , Then the foreign objects are not changeable."

"You're wrong!" Wang Jieyi frowned and said, "Heaven's way is constant, has its own law, and the way is natural. How can people's hearts be determined?"

"If the heaven and the earth have the heart, and the unity of the element, naturally, every thought of the world will be born from the heart."

"No, no!" Wang Jie shook his head again and again. Although he couldn't tell where Wang Fugui was wrong, he just didn't feel right.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade Wang Jieyi, Wang Fugui, who was ashamed and furious, picked up the chicken legs in the opponent's bowl and threw it on the ground, "Even if I throw it on the ground, I won't give it to you!"

Wang Jie was stunned for a second or two, then his right fist hit Wang Fugui's eye socket.

With a sound of ‘Ouch’, Wang Fugui remembered that although Wang Jiyi had been suffering from constant illnesses since childhood, he had a strange strength, depressed and a little frightened, and finally only left one sentence, "I want to tell the master you beat people!"

Carrying a lunch box and ran away.

Wang Jieyi hurried to catch up, can't let the other party talk nonsense in front of the master.

Only the drumsticks left, a bit off the ground, did not dare to touch the soil.

After the evening class, Wang Fugui pushed open the scarlet door and yelled, "Xiao Zhu, Xiao Zhu!"

"Here, Master." A young girl with a dark skin and a nice face, two or three years older than Wang Fugui, hurriedly walked from the back room. Seeing the black eye socket, the young master couldn't help saying, "You and Wang again Cut that poor and humble slave had a fight?"

The young master of my own family is talented, coupled with the fact that he is born with constant merit, and he has almost never suffered a loss when he competes with others. However, in Wang Jiyi's place, he seems to have encountered a destiny nemesis. Even if he adds himself, he is always eaten by him. tidy.

While Xiao Zhu took out an egg from the back kitchen that was being cooked and was about to add a meal to Wang Fugui who was leaving school, he complained, "Can't you stay away from that poor slave?"

"What do you know?" Wang Fugui said, oops, oops, and using eggs to cover his eye sockets, "In this village, although the kid is poor and unreasonable, the rest is elm bumps. He can talk to me."

"You are masochistic, you are sick, and you can be cured."

"Masochism?" Wang Fugui has become accustomed to hearing these weird words from Xiao Zhu. Although he has also asked Xiao Zhu, the son of the family doesn't know where he knows these words, just like It is born to be known.

Suddenly, Xiao Zhu similarly thought of something, walked back to the room, took out a pot of lotus from the room, and placed it in front of Wang Fugui like a treasure.

This lotus is green and blue, like a jade, floating in the wind, it is really beautiful.

"Where did it come from?" Wang Fugui saw the lotus in front of him, and his heart was filled with joy. Even the left eye socket didn't hurt so much.

"I picked it up."

"I picked it up?" Wang Fugui clapped his hands, "I picked it up well!"

Xiao Zhu smiled triumphantly. She didn't pick this lotus flower from him. The young master didn't deal with the poor and lowly slave. Of course she knew that she wanted to go to the poor and lowly slave's house to make trouble today. The lotus flower in the water tank was blooming very gratifyingly, so Xiao Zhu brought the lotus flower back.

Outside Wang’s Village, a Buddha meets by chance~www.NovelMTL.com~ The monk is dressed in a rag robes, with long shawl hair, and a thin face with black and blue flashes, but there is a knife between the eyebrows and the axe. The feeling, even more bizarre, is that he carries an epee behind his back, the epee has no edge, and the hilt is half rotten.

The Taoist priest wore a lotus flower blessing robe, held a handful of Tianshui jade Ruyi, with red light on his face, and said to the monk with a smile, "The appearance of a Taoist fellow is already hard to protect. Why do you insist on accepting disciples and hurt others?"

Five years ago, the two also met here. Under the calculation of heaven, they were bound to accept their disciples. However, one of them went west and the other east. They found the true seeds of merit, but the other party only found one unlucky one. Under the urging, driven by the Qi machine, his path was smooth, only one step short of being ranked in the immortal class.

It's really due to the number of days, Taoist thought triumphantly.

"There is a beginning and an end." The monk's lips moved slightly, and his voice was like a broken ancient bell. He ignored the Taoist who still wanted to speak and went straight to the west of the village.

The Taoist curled his lips, the bald donkey's mouth was hard, and he went to the east of the village.

In the evening, the sun sets in the west and the silver moon rises in the east, as the number of days dictates.