Why did Jianzun steal his relatives [Rebirth]

After a whirl, Xiao Yihe opened his eyes, and what he saw was a patch of green willows and yellow, and the wind and waves shattered the peach blossoms dipped in water on the banks of the river.

He was a little confused, not knowing where he was, and buried his head in his furry tail to avoid the skylight.

He didn't realize that he had just been sucked into the agate holding bead until there was a vague medicinal fragrance from the tip of his nose, which made his nose itchy. past.

He rests comfortably on his tail... wait!

Tail?

Xiao Yihe woke up suddenly, and stretched out his hand from under his belly to see—it turned out to be two snow-white fur paws!He tentatively shook the few extra short bones on the tip of the buttocks, and as expected, the fluffy and soft tail also shook a few times.

"..." Xiao Yihe held his front paws in his hands, cocked his tail, and froze for a moment.

Is this actually the memory of a raccoon slave?Not long after, he fell down in shock.

However, the expected fall did not happen, and a hand wrapped in the smell of medicine caught him.

The majestic Xiao Yihe was picked up by the back of his neck and put back on his lap where he had just taken a nap.

That hand gently rubbed his fur, and said with a smile: "A little raccoon slave, did you also have a nightmare?"

It was really comfortable to stroke the hair, Xiao Yihe looked up from his hand, and collided with the eyes of this young man with a clear voice, and said in surprise: "Bald...Xuyun?"

The young monk in front of him, wearing a soft old monk's robe and holding a small white-flowered raccoon under a tree, looks exactly like "Xu Yun".However, this surprise, coming from his mouth, turned into a continuous "meow"!

Xu Yun's monk's clothes are plain, with two finely patched cuffs, which shows that he is not rich. He thought that the little raccoon slave was hungry, so he took out the last piece of dried tofu from his side pocket, broke off a small piece and placed it in the Palm, feed him.

Xiao Yihe didn't know how to eat, so when he smelled it, he jumped off his lap and ran to the river, wanting to see what he looked like.

In the early spring, the Jingshui rose and the river was rushing. Xu Yun was probably worried that the little raccoon would fall into the Jingshui, so he followed him: "Little raccoon slave, the riverside is muddy, be careful that your white hair will be dirty!"

He was trotting around, and when he heard this, Xiao Yihe suddenly stopped, raised his foot to have a look, although he didn't step on muddy water, but the little pink meat pad had already been covered with a lot of dust.He hesitated for a moment, raised his feet and bent the blades of grass next to him, and carefully picked up a clean place to step on.

At the same time, Xu Yun chased after him, he leaped onto the young monk's arm with a squeak, and rubbed his feet on the monk's robe in distaste.

"You're thirsty!" Xu Yun didn't dislike the little raccoon slave, he hugged him and walked towards the river. The reeds by the river were tall and rustling in the wind. He just picked a rock, squatted down to scoop up water to feed the cat, The little raccoon in his arms sneered twice towards the depths of the reed.

"What's the matter?" Xu Yun looked over, and saw a slender arm vaguely protruding from the mud, with blood red hanging on it, "There is someone."

He hurriedly stuffed the little raccoon into his jacket, rolled up his trousers, waded through the water and scraped away layers of reeds, and fished the man up.

Xiao Yihe poked out a pair of eyes from his pockets, looked at this half-dead person, and recognized at a glance that this was Chong Jiu, with hair, and his stature was young, between youth and teenager.

It turned out that he and Xu Yun knew each other in this way, but I don't know how he made it like this.

Xu Yun tried Chong Jiu's breath, and heaved a sigh of relief: "It's still alive."

Xiao Yihe: "Meow."

Xu Yun brought the man back under the tree, combed him carelessly with the river water on him, revealing an incomparably handsome face, but his body was not easy to deal with, it was full of wounds and densely packed.Xu Yun took out a blanket, wrapped him up and carried it on his back: "Let's find a place to heal his injuries."

Xiao Yihe still nestled lazily in his lapel: "Meow..."

Xu Yun carried an injured patient on his back, and picked up some medicine on the way to find a place to stay.There are many mountains and forests beside Jingshui, when Xiao Yihe curled up into a ball and fell asleep, when he woke up again, they were already in a deserted wooden house.

Although the wooden house is simple, it is solid and stable, able to shelter from the wind and rain. The house has been tidied up by Xu Yun, with steaming hot water, it does not look like it has been abandoned for many years.

And Xiaoli was lying on the only bed in the house, with Chongjiu who he had rescued lying beside him.Xu Yun was dispensing medicine at the table with a limped leg, and the smell of medicine was gurgling from the small pottery urn next to him.

Xiao Yihe had nothing to do, and was about to continue to sleep soundly, when suddenly one hand pinched his back forcefully, grabbing him backwards, it hurt him, and he wanted to lift his hind feet up to watch.

"Meow!" He yelled, and scratched his paw fiercely with his backhand.Jumping down on all fours, regardless of whether the posture is elegant or not, he bumped into Xu Yun's arms, out of breath and complained loudly.

"Okay, okay, don't be afraid." Xu Yun patiently smoothed his furry tail, and hid the grinning little raccoon in his chest-front skirt, and then turned his gaze to Chongjiu who had awakened, "You Why do you want to bully it just after waking up?"

All the wounds on his body were bandaged, and the technique was meticulous. Although the medicine used was not high-quality, it was by no means harmful.But Chongjiu fell into this embarrassing situation, naturally he would not believe everything naively, so he stared at Xuyun warily, subconsciously touching something with his hand.

Xu Yun took down the double swords hanging on the wall: "There is dirt on the sword, I took it to the river and washed it for you."

Chong Jiu stroked his chest, watching him approach step by step.If this monk is a disciple of Buddhist cultivators in a treasure temple in Lingshan Mountain, if he saw the plum blossom patterns on the scabbards of his two swords, he would know which sect he came from.If he was more informed and revealed his identity to those who tracked him...

But Xu Yun had a calm face, he just walked in front of him, put the sword on the side of the pillow, and sat down beside the bed to feel his pulse.

Chong Jiu asked with a hoarse voice: "Do you know how to see a doctor?"

Xu Yun reported himself to his family and said: "Xu Yun, a young monk, travels all over the world, and knows some life-saving medical skills." He checked several serious wounds, but there was only a little bleeding, and it was not serious, "You have many wounds, this Don't touch the water or go to the ground for a few days."

Chong Jiu looked him up and down, looked at his monk robe, and then glanced at the suitcase leaning against the wall, which was so barren that there were not many good things. Yun's cultivation.

He gradually became sure that the little monk who saved his life in front of him was just an ordinary little monk who hadn't entered Taoism yet, and he knew nothing about those Taoist disputes.

Chong Jiu's expression relaxed a little, and he soon fell into a coma.

At night, Xu Yun went out for a trip, and when he came back, he was holding a bowl of broken rice and an egg.Xiao Yihe has been sticking behind him, knowing that his family begged for these things.

At this time, the sky darkened, and the mountain forest became gloomy and cold. Chong Jiu had never suffered from such wind, frost, rain and dew. He lay on the bed and moaned softly, with the tendency of faintly heating up.

The little monk hadn't entered the Tao, so naturally he couldn't understand it, only because of his serious injury.But Xiao Yihe could tell that most of the injuries on Chongjiu's body were caused by the spirit sword, and it was more difficult to heal than ordinary Jinchuang.

Xu Yun immediately went to the back of the house, and brought several handfuls of straw, which were slightly warmed by the firepit, spread them thickly under him, and covered his shoulders with the only blanket that could keep him warm, tucking the corners.

When Chongjiu was not so cold and settled down, he continued to sit by the firepit without saying a word, cooking porridge and eggs with broken rice.

But Chongjiu didn't wake up again this night, so naturally he didn't have the chance to eat porridge.Just as Xu Yun was about to put away the porridge and eggs, he turned around and saw the little raccoon with sleepy eyes in the dark. After thinking for a while, he peeled off the eggshell, broke off a small piece of egg white and egg yolk, it was clean, fresh and tender- tender.

"Eat. You are a sensible little raccoon slave. He was injured and much fatter than you. Can you share the rest with him?"

Xiao Yihe: "..." Reluctantly took the egg from Xu Yun's hand.

After all, he didn't want to go out in the middle of the night to find rotten fish and rotten shrimp to satisfy his hunger.

However, there is only one bed in this place, and there is only one hundred blankets, and the straw is used for the wounded.Xu Yun silently recited his homework for an hour, and then used the remaining handful of stubble to build a nest in a shelter from the wind, without any complaints, and just leaned against the corner of the wall to sleep.

Chongjiu slept and woke up from time to time for three or two consecutive days, and it was Xu Yun who took care of him feeding water and porridge, washing himself and changing medicine.

If Xiao Yihe hadn't known that the two were not relatives, he might have misunderstood them as brothers who had been separated for many years, otherwise why did he put in so much effort?

After being drowsy for about five days, Chong Jiu finally got enough sleep, only the two deep wounds on his chest and right arm were not completely healed, and it still hurts to move.When he woke up, there was no one in the wooden house, only the hot ashes in the firepit, which showed that the man hadn't gone far.

When Xiao Yihe came in through the window with a disheveled face, he saw Chong Jiu get out of bed by himself and go to touch water to drink.

Chongjiu was holding a bowl with a gap in it, and when he turned his head, he was surprised to see Xuyun covered in dust, holding a pheasant, red head and phoenix beak, gray waist and blue back, and several of the covert feathers on the tail had been broken off, poor She shrank her neck Xixi.

Seeing him standing, Xu Yun hurriedly asked: "Are you well? Are you ready to go to the ground?"

His eyes are bright and earnest, and even the gesture of blinking reveals a seriousness.

Chongjiu has been taken care of by him for more than a few days, and he naturally appreciates it in his heart. His original vigilance gradually dissipated, and he whispered "um", and then fixed his eyes on the pheasant in his hand: "You are..."

Only then did Xu Yun come to his senses, he wanted to hide the chicken, but he was afraid that if he couldn't hold it firmly, it would run away, it was hard to catch it.

Xiao Yihe squatted on the bed and rubbed his hair with straw, spit out the smell of chicken feathers, thinking: It's not thanks to me!

With Xu Yunna's posture of reciting two lines of "crime" one step at a time, and reciting "Amitabha" once at a time, unless the pheasant stumbles and breaks its leg, I'm afraid it won't catch a hair next year!

Xu Yun hugged the chicken, his face turned red, and he explained: "I, I don't want to kill... I am, I want to catch it and bring it back to raise and lay eggs..."

Chongjiu: "...Lay an egg?"

Xu Yun nodded guiltily: "You should eat something good to heal your wounds, but I..."

Chongjiu understood that he had nothing in his sleeves, and because of his status as a monk, he was unlikely to get meat and eggs, so he wanted to wait for the pheasant to lay eggs, and there would be fresh eggs for him to eat.

Chongjiu's heart warmed slightly, and he looked at the little monk with a little more smile, but his heart softened, and he looked at the big spotted pheasant in embarrassment: "But..." He paused, "Or Let it go?"

Xu Yun blinked at him suspiciously.

It seems to want to say that if you want to heal your injuries, you must supplement your nutrition. You don't have to worry, if the Buddha blames it, he will only blame himself.

Chong Jiu: "..."

... But this is really not the Buddha's problem.

Chongjiu felt that it was cruel to tell the truth, even crueler than being hunted down by his fellow disciples.

He met the innocent pheasant's eyes for a long time, and was stunned by the pheasant's sad Xiaodou's eyes, and finally became cruel, and said with difficulty: "Because your...is a male..."

Xu Yun was stunned: "Ah?"

Chong Jiu felt sorry for him: "The male pheasant...can't lay eggs."

Xu Yun froze.

Xiao Yihe also froze.

——He abandoned the dignity of being a "human being", sacrificed his claws and white hair, and spent a day to catch the fattest and most beautiful big pheasant in the mountains!

...it's a rooster!