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"Master, this, Douzhi..."

"It's Master, this is not beans, this is called sugar...is it sweet?"

"...Tian, ​​Zhikong has three, one for me, one for the master, and one for the pig."

"Why feed pigs?"

"Eating pigs is good for Zhikong, not to mention Zhikong is blind."

"It's the abbot! You, why didn't you call your name wrong, you kid did it on purpose... your tongue is straight!"

"Zhikong, why did you hit someone!"

"They called me blind, and called me a bastard without a mother! I said I was not blind, so I took off the blindfold to let them see, and they called me a monster, and threw stones at me! "

"Buddhas are calm and calm. The world has wronged me, and I will pay you back with virtue. You have forgotten what the master and abbot taught you!"

"Master, you are not blind, so how do you understand!"

"I'm not blind, but because you are my foster and my apprentice, my eyes are more blind than yours, and my heart suffers more than yours! I raised you to teach you, when did you despise you, you didn't steal If you don’t rob, act openly and aboveboard, why should you be afraid of being disgusted by others!”

"Abbot, my master is chasing and beating me again."

"There are causes and effects, and the poor monk is not curious."

"I'm not curious what you're looking out for?"

"Abbot, Zhikong doesn't do his homework well. The teacher is very tolerant of accepting a blind man as a student. Now he dares not even do his homework... Get out of the way and see if I don't teach him a lesson."

"Amitabha, calm down, brother, you are too angry."

"Zhikong, eat all of these."

"Master, there is still half a bowl of rice left."

"Who cooks this food? It's so unpalatable that I can't eat it. How dare you waste it and see if I won't beat you."

"Zhikong, the wound is too deep, your master may be..."

"You said just now that you can be saved, abbot, there is no way your words don't count! You just said that, you said you can save you, you said it!"

"Brother, where is Zhikong? Tell me to take a look... Zhikong, remember to eat your meal. You haven't taken the precepts yet. Eat some meat. Seeing that you are very thin, the master can't bear it... I said this before I died, I guess I practiced You have to break it, that’s all, if you live well, master will be satisfied... don’t cry, cry for someone, tell master to go with peace of mind..."

What a building bears is often not only daily life, homework, and a person's memory is locked there. Whether it is dilapidated or magnificent, there are many unknown things hidden there, and the scenes no longer exist. the past.

"Huo Qilin!" Zhikong shouted towards the sky, "Huo Qilin, come out!"

Sitting on the steps, Hua Yao looked coldly at Zhikong who was yelling at the sky, and felt that the monk was just crazy.

Hua Yao rubbed his belly and said lazily, "Take me home for dinner, I'm hungry."

"Shut up!" Zhikong, who was looking through the ground, suddenly yelled, which startled Hua Yao.Hua Yao rolled his eyes at him, and muttered something silently.

Zhikong has lived in Xiaochao Temple since he was sensible, which is his home.Now, Xiaochao Temple has disappeared out of thin air. Zhikong looked at the ground in bewilderment, hoping to find some clues.Hua Yao felt that this was something worth talking about to her brothers-in-law, so she picked up a stone, squatted under the gate of Xiaochao Temple, and carved a poached egg.

The Xiaochao Temple with only the foundation left is indeed not even a piece of dregs left, but Zhikong unconsciously picked up and down in the soil, as if he could dig out the temple by doing so.This behavior can be described as helpless.

In the end, he only got a pair of tattered scrolls.

Opening the scroll, it turned out to be a vivid picture of Xiaochao Temple.

"Who drew this?" Hua Yao leaned over to have a look, "Yo, the painting is just like the real thing. But there is no brushwork or artistic conception at all."

Zhikong pursed his lips, and the hand holding the scroll became more and more forceful.He unfolded his cloth bag, which contained some rice noodles from Hua's house, Zhikong put the scroll in it, turned around and was about to leave.

Hua Yao hurriedly stopped him, "Where are you going?"

"What's the matter with you."

"Why has nothing to do with me!" Hua Yao was in a hurry, stretched his neck and stood in front of him, "What should I do?"

I don't know what the golden tattoo on Hua Yao's neck is, and Zhikong can't guarantee that it won't hurt Hua Yao.After hesitating for a long time, Zhikong said, "Go home and wait for my news."

"Where are you going?"

"North."

"What are you doing to the north? I just came back from northern Xinjiang."

Zhikong didn't answer, and was about to leave with his burden on his back, Hua Yao stood there blankly for a while.Thinking of being possessed by such a disgusting thing, there might be a bloody disaster at any time, Hua Yao wanted to hug Zhikong's thigh.When Zhikong's back was about to disappear from sight, Hua Yao shouted: "Monk, come home with me to get the money!"

At the foot of Mount Huai, the dead weeping willows were not removed by people. Instead, many people placed incense candles and other objects to pay homage. The Hua family even sent elegiac couplets.

The blood-colored sunset reflected the dead leaves that fell on the ground, and the withered torso was shrouded in smog, making it even more mysterious.

On the path paved with bluestone slabs, a carriage rolled by, and a woman's voice came from inside the carriage. "It's right here." The groom stopped the car, and took a black bundle from the car.

The woman was not talking, and the groom looked around vigilantly, waiting for the passers-by in twos and threes to gradually disappear before he opened the bag.Inside the bundle is a vermilion lacquer box wrapped in layers. When the box is opened, there is a piece of copper that looks like brass.The groom carefully inserted the copper piece on the withered torso of the weeping willow, and the copper piece gradually began to become brighter.Just as the groom was expecting something, the piece of brass suddenly fell down.

Slender fingers opened the curtain. In the carriage, the ordinary-looking woman watched the groom pick up the copper piece suspiciously, and said, "The evil spirit is gone."

The groom put the copper piece back into the box, wrapped it up, and handed it to the woman respectfully.The woman threw it into the car casually, and said, "Go north."

The long whip was raised in the air, and then hit the bluestone board heavily, and the sound of "pop" woke up the yellow horse that was leisurely eating the weeds on the roadside.The yellow horse snorted heavily, and then, reflecting the setting sun, pulled the carriage and walked slowly to the north.

Not long after the carriage left, a burst of frantic dog barking came.I saw a black and white mad dog running desperately forward. Behind him, a man in a blue long satin coat was dragged behind by the dog's leash.Due to the high speed, the man's long hair danced wildly in the wind, but he couldn't see the man's appearance clearly.But listening to the man's happy cry, one would feel that he was actually having fun.

Behind the man, a tall monk with a black cloth on his eyes walked slowly, and beside him was a middle-aged fat man with a flattering face.

"Master, my son has caused you trouble. If he makes you angry, just hit him." Hua Chuanwen said to Zhikong while wiping the hot sweat that flowed continuously.

Zhikong naturally didn't want to take burdens on the road, but when he thought of the unknown tattoo on Hua Yao's neck, Zhikong couldn't guarantee that it was harmless.However, he could tell that Hua Chuanwen desperately hoped that Hua Yao would not be at home.He raised his eyebrows and looked at the poor father in front of him, he might be pissed off by Hua Yao one day.

Er Liang finally stopped by the bridge, sat on the ground motionless and stuck out his tongue.Hua Yao got up, straightened his clothes and hair, and regained his image of a deceitful Mr. Jia.

Here only the withered trunk of a weeping willow remains.Liu Niang asked Hua Yao to put her tomb in the place where she wanted to live in seclusion with the fox demon instead of here, and it was also to prevent Hua Yao from being sad every day when she passed by.Hua Yao sat beside the weeping willow, as if Liu Niang was still there, telling her something from his heart.

Hua Yao has lost her mother since she was a child. Apart from her father, her family is basically all women, and her aunts are not really easy to get along with.Although Hua Chuanwen doesn't like Hua Yao, but Hua Yao is the only male heir in the family, so he also spoils Hua Yao, Hua Yao doesn't like to learn to write, Hua Chuan Wen doesn't dare to curse, and his wives and concubines are all watching No one supervises Hua Yao's homework, which makes Hua Yao not even write his own name.Every time he thought of this, Hua Chuanwen couldn't help but sigh.

Hua Chuanwen shook his head, and finally said to Zhikong: "Then master, let Yaoer take Erliang with you." Afraid of Zhikong's objection, Huachuanwen hurriedly said: "He has no friends since he was a child, and he just got along with this idiot. Dogs are affectionate. You see..."

Chiku frowned, and finally nodded.

It was late, and Erliang who was squatting by the bridge yelled at Hua Yao twice, and Hua Yao patted the dust to get up.Er Liang picked up his dog leash and put it in Hua Yao's hand, then led Hua Yao home.

The Huafu compound without the evil spirit has returned to its former vitality. The gorgeous and magnificent building is brightly lit everywhere, and there are constant whispers and laughter.People from all courtyards came out to enjoy the cool air after eating, talking nonsense, talking nonsense, laughing at each other, enjoying the cool summer breeze, which was quite refreshing.

In the east courtyard, the concubines and wives were not idle, they were all absorbed in packing the luggage that Hua Yao was going to bring when going out.Mrs. Liu stood at the door of Huayao's room, frowning with her fingers to think if there was anything missing.Hua Chuanwen asked someone to move the master chair, and sat under the big tree not far from the door of Hua Yao's room, sipping tea carefully, and sighed looking at the busy people in front of him.

With her hair in a bun, Liu pointed to a thin and small servant and said dissatisfiedly: "Take it easy, the young master's favorite inkstone, I broke your skin carefully!"

"Ma'am," Huayao and Zhikong came back from the outside and saw that everyone was packing their luggage, there was a flash of displeasure in their eyes, and then they laughed, "Are you moving house for me?"

Mrs. Liu glanced at Hua Chuanwen, who was resting with her eyes closed, and replied with a smile: "Look at me, my mother always thinks about what happens if something happens, and it's not you who wronged Brother Yao...you, say you," Mrs. Liu grabbed a servant casually, and said angrily, "Didn't you hear Brother Yao didn't want you to touch these things? If you don't let them go, you won't wink!"

The servant put down his things aggrieved, Hua Yao's face remained unchanged, he strode into his room, and saluted Mrs. Liu by the way.

Hua Yao entered the room and went straight to his study room. As he expected, all the paintings he drew were gone.Liu grabbed the door frame and looked inside, seeing that Hua Yao's expression was not right, she immediately took her attendants to serve the master.

Zhikong raised his eyebrows and said: "Your aunt is very kind to you, how can you talk to her like that?"

Hua Yao remained silent, and stood there for a moment, took her usual ink brush and inkstone, and found a black silk cloth to wrap it up. "Cheng Tianjie's gamble, if you don't dare to touch the family money, come to me to be a thief."

The pen, ink and inkstone stand that has been used for a long time was wiped and wiped by Hua Yao, looking very cherished.Seeing Huayao's rarely serious look, Zhikong was a little surprised.What I have to admit is that Hua Yao looks good and has a small stature, as long as he doesn't speak, he looks like a good person.

Zhikong suddenly said: "Maybe you just misunderstood your family?"

Hua Yao stopped what he was doing, raised his head and asked, "How much benefit does the old man give you?"

"Do you think that everyone lives on money? Your father cares about you very much. You were born in a wealthy family. Leaving aside the fact that you can read and write, you are also considered a talented person. Although you lost your biological mother since childhood, you are not Get in the way of being a reasonable person."

"Monk," Hua Yao said coldly, "Did you take the wrong medicine?" He pointed at the door and shouted, "Get out!"

Zhikong was not afraid of him, he pulled a chair and sat down, "At the beginning of human beings, nature is kind, have you heard of it?"

Hua Yao sat on the desk, just facing Zhikong. "Yo, you're trying to persuade me to put down my butcher's knife and immediately become a Buddha. I tell you, I don't even want to become a Buddha. Put away your tricks, it's disgusting."

Zhikong looked at Huayao's face, and suddenly thought of the female ghost in Huayao's yard.Not surprisingly, that woman should have been thrown into the well by Hua Yao.He obviously has no worries about food and clothing, but just loses his biological mother and feels that everyone is bullying him. Zhikong disdains such a person.Thinking about it, Zhikong couldn't help but said: "Compared to disgusting, you disgust me more."

Hua Yao was stunned for a moment, then actually laughed. "You monk is interesting," he bowed close to Zhikong, and said in Zhikong's ear, "I just want to disgust you, my lord, what can you do to me?" What else did Zhikong want to say? Pointing to the door, he ordered: "Get out, immediately, immediately, don't send me off, thank you."

Zhikong didn't bother to say anything more to this person, so he got up and went back to the guest room.

That night, the Hua family actually received an invitation letter from Wu Youren, asking Hua Yao to be a guest at Wu Youren's residence.Although the Hua family is not afraid of the former prime minister, they still have to give face.Hua Yao only thought it was interesting, this was the first time he was invited seriously to be a guest at someone's house, he thought it was quite new, so he went to tell Zhikong.

Hua Yao ran to Zhikong's room but did not see Zhikong.Zhikong's cloth bag was placed on the bed, Hua Yao remembered that this cloth bag was originally very big, and there were some dry food in it.Now, that baggage seems to be empty.

It's so late, could it be that he took the dry food and ran out to steal it?

Or, squatting on the toilet?

The eminent monk can go to the toilet?

Hua Yao thought wildly, and then opened the cloth bag, and there was only a picture scroll left in it. If it wasn't for the scum left in the cloth bag, Hua Yao would have wondered if Zhikong had changed his bag.

For some reason, Hua Yao felt that the painting had become a bit...thick?

"What are you doing?" Zhikong opened the door and came in, seeing his empty luggage, "Steal food and steal it from me?"

Hua Yao looked at Zhikong and said, "Didn't you eat it?"

Zhikong picked up the burden and shook it, only shaking the ground crumbs.Hua Yao reached out to take it, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his hand, looked down, and saw a mouth full of fangs in the middle of the painting, biting his hand!

Hua Yao screamed in pain, blood spattered all over the ground.The picture scroll with a bloody mouth biting Hua Yao's hand, Hua Yao even felt that its sharp fangs had gnawed on his own bones.Zhikong suffocated for breath, and immediately stepped forward to press the picture scroll, a seal of ten thousand Buddhas flashed, the picture scroll let loose with a roar, and then floated to the ground without any movement.

Zhikong didn't care about other things, he tore off the bed sheet and wrapped it for Hua Yao.Hua Yao's hand was bitten down to the bone, but the wound seemed to have vitality and was healing little by little.Hua Yao was startled by the speed at which the wound healed, and was speechless for a while, but Zhikong looked at him like a liar.

"I, I'm really not a demon!" Hua Yao understood Zhikong's eyes, and loudly argued, but seeing that his wound healed so quickly, he himself began to doubt.

Hua Yao lowered his head and looked at the picture scroll that had not yet closed his bloody mouth, which seemed to be fainted, and said very seriously: "I suddenly felt that your temple was eaten by it."

To prove his idea, Hua Yao brought a roast chicken.

Zhikong put the fainted picture scroll on the desk with talisman paper, and Hua Yao dangled the roast chicken on the picture scroll.The picture scroll didn't respond, Zhikong swallowed his saliva.

Hua Yao smiled maliciously and said, "Monk also try it?"

"Hush." ​​Zhikong pointed to the table.

The mouth of the picture scroll on the table was slowly opening, and then quickly opened its mouth wide and swallowed the roast chicken in one gulp, and then sipped its mouth in satisfaction.Hua Yao was speechless in shock, it was the first time for Zhikong to see such a monster, he tore off his blindfold in disbelief, and stared straight at the painting with a pair of black eyes glowing with green totems.

Hua Yao turned his head inadvertently, saw Zhikong's eyes, and suddenly felt that he was frozen, his body could not move, and gradually, his soul seemed to be squeezed out of his eyes.Zhikong's strange eyes were reflected in Huayao's eyes, but they seemed to have life, slowly opened and spread, starting from Huayao's eyes, devouring him bit by bit.Countless silent screaming souls struggled and rushed towards him, their dry hands strangled his throat, sharp nails scratched into his eyes, the moldy mouth was wide open, and even the cheekbones were stretched apart , screaming to swallow his entire head!Pain, fear, arise spontaneously...

"Don't look!" Zhikong fiercely covered Hua Yao's eyes.After a moment of silence, Hua Yao seemed to have been suffocated for a long time, as if he had just come into contact with the air, panting heavily, dripping with cold sweat, and pale.

The clothes Hua Yao wore were soaked in cold sweat, and the thin clothes stuck to her body, revealing her vigorous figure.Under the open neckline, the thin chest undulates violently, and two attractive pink spots flicker.Zhikong gently patted Huayao's back to comfort him, lowered his head to explain something, but his attention was attracted by the red lips and white teeth...

His eyes were tightly covered by a big hand, and there was darkness in front of him.After taking a few breaths, Hua Yao moved away the big hand in front of him, and saw that pair of eyes that frightened him were getting closer and closer to him.Frightened for a moment, Hua Yao quickly closed his eyes and roared in dissatisfaction: "What kind of eyes are you?!"

In the darkness, the surroundings were quiet for a while, just when Hua Yao thought that Zhikong would not answer, Zhikong's calm and magnetic voice came: "I don't know what it is...but it is only effective for monsters."

Hua Yao opened his eyes dissatisfied, and quickly closed them after seeing Zhikong's eyes, "Nonsense."

There was a rustling sound, Hua Yao opened one eye, saw that Zhikong was putting on the blindfold, and heaved a sigh of relief.Zhikong said coldly: "See how long you can pretend."

"What are you pretending to do?" Hua Yao pushed Zhikong, although Zhikong didn't move at all, Hua Yao still said arrogantly: "My lord, I'm pure natural!"

Zhikong ignored him, turned around and looked at the picture scroll, feeling more and more puzzled.This thing has no monster aura, no transformation, and even no cultivation level, but the loose spirit palm, which is enough to make monsters fly away, can't cause it to suffer much damage.What the hell is this?

Hua Yao looked at the picture scroll carefully, and said to Zhikong in surprise, "Look, everything it has eaten is in the picture."

In the picture scroll, the dry food eaten by it and the roast chicken just now were placed in the temple hall like tributes.Zhikong looked at the roast duck in the center of the Buddhist hall, took a deep breath as if facing an enemy, and was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Hua Yao whispered nervously: "Maybe, if it eats too much, it will spit it out."

Zhikong looked at Huayao as if he was insane, and Huayao said confidently: "Look, it's so big in total, where can I put it if I eat so much?"

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