daily life of buddhism

The cub's voice was clear and penetrating, attracting the surrounding monks to look this way.

Akina Sanren can feel the meaning of these gazes:

"Cat demon?"

"I heard that cat demons are all in good shape..."

"Isn't this Qiu Ming Sanren? I always thought he was a human... I can't tell."

calm.

Think about your idol baggage.

Qiu Ming Sanren took a deep breath, and the smile returned to his face.

As an archaeologist who often discovers various caves, and recently became famous for discovering fragments of heaven, Qiuming Sanren is one of the most famous casual cultivators in the cultivation world. He always appears in front of everyone as an amiable senior. respected.

But it wasn't in his nature.

Qiu Ming Sanren didn't know what was going on, anyway, this mistake has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, but such a character design is very convenient, and he spends most of his time exploring in places where no one is there, so he didn't bother Correction means.

"Little fellow daoist, see clearly, I am not a cat."

"Not meow?"

Qiu Ming Sanren nodded heavily, "Yes."

Xiao Qi blinked, "Meow?"

Qiu Ming Sanren: "..." Actually, you are the cat, right? !

When the Yaozu completely changes into human form and no longer retains the original characteristics, it is difficult to recognize the original form-because the original form often means weakness.But one more interesting point is that the color of Yaoxiu's clothes is likely to be consistent with the color of the body - probably because of aesthetics.

This body is golden...yellow raccoon flower?

At first, I thought it was a chicken cub, but I was wrong after thinking about it. How could there be a chicken that transformed into a cub.

Gathering his mind, Qiuming Sanren asked for the third time, "Young fellow Taoist, where is your adult?"

"……grown ups?"

"It's the elders, such as parents."

"never seen it."

"What about other relatives?" Facing the cub's blank eyes, Qiuming Sanren explained, "They are people who are related to you by blood."

"never seen it."

"...What about the one who lives with you?"

No matter how you look at it, this cub is not independent.

Xiao Qi thought about it, drank the remaining fruit wine before Qiu Ming Sanren stopped him, touched his hot face, and smiled very cutely: "I'm here to find him!" Xiao Qi took a step and slipped , and then took another step, stepping on the curve to the depths of Fangshi.

Qiu Ming Sanren followed uncomfortably.

An Yiyuan is looking for leaks.

Zhaoyaoshan Fang City is composed of shops and street stalls. The shops are naturally operated by Zhaoyaoshan. The quality is guaranteed, and there are all kinds of necessities and common products. There are disciples of Zhaoyao Mountain, as well as disciples of his sect and casual cultivators. The products have not been strictly tested, and some stall owners even bluntly said that they don't know what the products they display are useful, and whether they can buy good things depends entirely on the ability of the customers.

There are duplications of goods in shops and street stalls, and usually street stalls are cheaper, and budget-minded monks will mostly choose the latter—as long as the quality is not much different.

An Yiyuan didn't have so much energy to shop around, he bought everything he could buy in the store, and by the way, he asked about the prices in the cultivation world, and asked a bunch of questions that only newbies don't understand.

Ask another person, the clerk must be very annoying, but who made this a big customer?

Knowing everything is right.

When An Yiyuan stepped out of the shop, he felt great, and he knew a little more about the cultivation world.

In the background is the clerk lying at the counter with a sigh of relief.

An Yiyuan embarked on the journey of reading word bubbles.

As expected, magic treasures are very precious. An Yiyuan has seen ten stalls selling magic treasures, but there is still no sign of magic treasures. Whenever An Yiyuan puts the things he bought into the bracelet, he will always attract envious eyes , I feel a little sour.After adding a bunch of miscellaneous things that he didn't know if he could use them, An Yiyuan met a familiar face.

Bian Xiao.

He has a unique cut-cut shape, and a huge tortoise shell sits under his buttocks. When he sees someone stopping by, he doesn't even lift his eyelids, and lazily says, "Choose whatever you want."

See also Casually Dafa.

An Yiyuan didn't think that this kind of stall owner who had seen countless people would remember him, so he didn't have the idea of ​​saying hello and getting close. He glanced at the futon still opposite the stall owner, moved it over and sat down, and slowly read the words.

Although I know that the setting of "you can find good things at the same stall every time" is ridiculous, people always have a fluke mentality, and they don't give up until they read the text carefully.Should it be true?Maybe it's because of sitting for too long, when An Yiyuan got up from the futon, he felt a little numb, and there was a slow motion, just as he stood up, he heard Bian Xiao say slowly: "It's you."

"?"

"August 8th, Jade Dragon."

"It's me, we meet again, fellow daoist Bian."

Bian Xiao didn't talk nonsense, and went straight to the point: "I have a lot of goods that I haven't brought, add a WeChat?"

"……Um."

An Yiyuan began to think about a question: Is the identification technique effective for product pictures and the like?Never noticed it before.

After exchanging simple information such as names, An Yiyuan looked at the size of Fangshi and rushed to the next stall, thinking that if the same stall owners were in the same group for nine days, he should be able to finish shopping before leaving.

Then the clothes were pulled.

An Yiyuan turned his face away, looked at no one at the same level, looked down, and saw a handsome lady in golden clothes.

At this time, the sun was just right, and the clothes shone brightly, An Yiyuan was dazzled, and it took him half a beat to see Zhengtai's flushed face, and he complained in his heart: What kind of taste is this? !What are the parents of this child thinking? !Is his poor titanium dog about to go blind? !

An Yiyuan: "Little friend, is there something wrong?"

Unlike the long-standing monks who are used to calling "little friends", the first reaction of a newcomer who grew up in a scientific society is "children".

Xiao Qi looked up at this familiar face, and pursed her lips, "You don't know me?"

An Yiyuan: "???"

Xiaoqi's aggrieved face: "Father!"

Virgin · Impossible to have children · An Yiyuan: "...I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense."

Xiao Qi held on to the hem of her clothes, her mouth pouted: "You clearly said that you raised me as your own cub, but now you don't admit it?"

"..." This sentence...seems familiar.An Yiyuan looked at Zhengtai, trying to put the other person's image on the little koi, but of course it didn't work, there was almost no similarity between humans and fish - if the clothes and scales were the same color.An Yiyuan tentatively asked, "Xiao Qi?"

Xiao Qi's eyes lit up, and the next second he pretended to be curious, "Who is Xiao Qi?"

This style of pie is exactly the same as when the little koi pretended not to see him when he was upset.

An Yiyuan glanced at the hem of the clothes that had been pulled all the time, unexpectedly picked up the awkward wife and lifted her up high, frowned and said, "Who gave you a drink?"

Sweet alcohol taste.

Xiaoqi, who was hugged and held high, was in an up mood, smiled and gestured: "A good uncle."

A few steps away, Qiuming Sanren: "..." The handsome young man Qiuming Sanren stepped forward to greet him, "Poverty Qiuming, seeing Xiaoqi Daoyou's innocence and cuteness, was happy in his heart, so he bought some food for him. Knowing the drinking capacity of little fellow Daoist... I'm really sorry."

An Yiyuan looked at the other party suspiciously.

The Taoist name Qiu Ming is very distinctive. The last time he appeared together with Bian Xiao at the market, An Yiyuan certainly remembered, but even acquaintances may have an unknown side, let alone strangers who met each other—please What is it like to drink alcohol to a child you don't know? !

How do you think like a kidnapper.

Qiu Ming Sanren smiled wryly and said, "I only bought a bottle of fruit wine for Xiaoqi Daoist, the kind that only has a little taste of wine."

An Yiyuan: "..." Pour a glass so honestly?

Bian Xiao, who was watching the play, said coolly: "Based on what I know about this guy, he doesn't have any bad intentions, it's just that the girl's heart is a little serious, and she can't walk when she sees cute things, right, Qiu Mingshan?"

Qiu Ming Sanren jumped: "Who are you calling?!"

Bian Xiao raised his eyelids: "Call whoever answers."

Qiu Ming Sanren: "..."

After some flirting with each other, the atmosphere relaxed almost. Qiu Ming Sanren looked at Yaoxiu and his son, and smiled very friendly: "I don't know what to call this fellow daoist?"

"An Yiyuan."

"Meeting is fate, how about adding a WeChat?"

"……Um."

An Yiyuan withdrew quickly and quickly.

Today's luck seems to be not very good, if you continue shopping, you may meet someone again, so stop your losses in time.

Qiu Ming Sanren looked at An Yiyuan's disappearing figure, and murmured: "I can't tell... What kind of monsters are these father and son?" No, didn't Xiaoqi friend say that he had never seen his parents?So... righteous father and son?

Water Pavilion.

Yan Yi was not there, and there was no one around, An Yiyuan confirmed that there were no koi in the lake, and put down Zhengtai in his arms, "Xiao Qi, why did you transform into a form?" If you want to transform into a form, you must have at least three grades of cultivation, but clearly this morning He was only promoted to the second rank...his cultivation has risen too fast, right?

No matter how cute you are, you know that this kind of thing is unusual.

Could it be that there is experience Dan in this lake?

Thinking wildly and unconstrainedly An Yiyuan looked at Xiao Qi, waiting for an answer.

Alcohol was still raging in his head, Xiao Qi tilted his head dullly, "What?"

An Yiyuan repeated patiently: "Xiao Qi, how did you transform into form?"

"That's it."

Zhengtai in front of her said this, her smile was innocent and full of ignorance.

An Yiyuan sighed, intending to wait for Xiaoqi to wake up before talking, so he said: "You are still drunk, go to sleep first."

"it is good."

Xiao Qi slid into the lake, splashing the water, and there was no trace of Zhengtai, replaced by a golden carp.

An Yiyuan touched the water on his face, "..." The carp went to sleep in the lake, there is nothing wrong with this logic.

dinner time.

When feeding the new flavor of spiritual fruit that he just bought today, An Yiyuan asked again: "Xiaoqi, do you remember how you transformed into a shape?"

Xiao Qi was surprised: "I have transformed?"

An Yiyuan: "..."

Taking a closer look, Xiao Qi's cultivation is second rank again.

"What are you doing this afternoon?"

"Take a nap."

"...Actually, you took shape this afternoon and went to Fangshi to look for me."

"Impossible." He said firmly.

"..."

God knows what I've been through.An Yiyuan learned from the painful experience and decided to buy a bunch of photographed jade slips, and keep the evidence first in case of abnormal situations in the future, so as not to be denied by the other party.

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Later, An Yiyuan had a lot of small seven (BOSS) black historical souvenirs.