The sky is cloudless and the sky is clear.

The breeze was blowing slowly, and the green weeds on the ground were constantly swaying from side to side, stretching their waists.

On the spacious official road in Takizawa County, a monk is walking gradually with a smile, the monk's brown monk's robe is loose, revealing the bronze skin on his chest, and a pair of feet are like a fan, walking barefoot on the earth.

In the broad palm, he was holding a tattered pu fan, which had been broken in many places, one after another.

As the monk walked, he fanned the fan, and his smile was always open, which was very down-to-earth.

A gazebo appeared in front, the gazebo flew to the eaves and corners, and the momentum was extraordinary, but there were already traces of decay on it, and a sense of dilapidation was difficult to hide.

Three carriages were stopping not far from the gazebo, and at this time there was a burly man, who was bent over and busy, constantly giving water to the horses.

In the middle of the gazebo sat a dark-skinned man, who was sitting upright and resting in the heat with the help of the gazebo.

The monk slowly came to the pavilion, holding a pu fan in his right hand, and slowly raised his left hand to his chest, and whispered, "Amitabha." ”

"Can the benefactor give the poor monk a sip of water to drink?"

The man in front of the monk looked at the monk coming to him, but he was vigilant.

Although it is peaceful today, the laws of Dachu are strict, and the bandits and bandits have been swept away.

But Da Chu is too big, as soon as there are many people, there are all kinds of situations, and there are not a few people who are interested in making money, especially caravans like them, when they encounter this kind of stranger, they can't help but be careless.

"Give the master a kettle. ”

A man with gray sideburns spoke, dressed and aged, apparently steward of the caravan, and his eyes looked at the monk, most of the time at the other's bare feet.

With this outfit, it must be no different from a stranger, and you don't want to be nosy when you walk outside, and if you can do less, you will have less things.

After the monk took the kettle, he politely thanked him and drank from the kettle.

The Adam's apple on the throat kept shaking, and the water in the kettle was already drunk in a blink of an eye, and after handing the kettle to the other party, the monk ignored the surprise in their eyes and said gently: "The grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring." ”

"The poor monk drank this water, and the benefactors formed a fate, and there is a word or two to advise. ”

"Takizawa County ahead, it's not a good place to go, and when you arrive in Takizawa County, you must leave within ten days, otherwise you will suffer a disaster. ”

The man who had just taken the kettle, when he heard the monk's words, even if the other party was good-looking and not an easy object to provoke, he still couldn't hide the anger in his heart, and said in an angry tone: "You!"

"Shut up!"

The steward reprimanded, stretched out his hand to block the man's words, and nodded at the monk: "Master, we know." ”

The monk smiled, whether he understood it or not, shook the fan, and slowly walked forward.

Seeing the monk disappear from view, the man reluctantly spoke: "That monk is cursing us, what kind of disaster will befall us." ”

The steward tugged at the man's shirt and said in a calm tone: "Such an extraordinary appearance is either a liar, or he has real skills." ”

"Whether we believe or disbelieve these words is ours. ”

"Whether he is true or not, there is no conflict with us, so why bother to offend. ”

As soon as the man nodded, he immediately exclaimed, "Uncle Wang, look?"

The kettle in his hand was originally empty, but at this time, there was a full amount of water, and with the man's movements, the water in the kettle continued to ripple, and a fragrant breath came out of it.

Seeing this scene, the steward looked solemn, and said in a deep voice: "This is a master with real skills. ”

"Get up, get up, work hard next, let's rush to Takizawa County early, dispose of the goods and leave Takizawa. ”

Directly abandon the goods and do not go to Takizawa, the person in charge does not have the heart to break the boat, but it is not difficult according to the ten-day statement.

Holding an abnormal kettle in his hand, the steward muttered to himself:

"It is better to believe what it is than to believe what it is not. ”

At this time, the monk had already come to Wangjiazhuang outside Takizawa County.

The monk sits on a piece of bluestone, shaking the soles of his feet slightly, and under the bluestone, sit six children, dressed plainly with patches sewn on them.

One by one, they looked at the monks and listened to the stories they told.

The monk smiled, full of affinity, and depicted a story in a loud voice: "When Zhao Tingli, the former minister of Dayan, stood up, after experiencing a painful struggle between life and the old master. ”

Zhao Tingli chose his life and passed the secret of the affairs of the Great Yan Ghost Kingdom to the city god of Zhuo County. ”

"When Zhao Tingli came to the Great Yan Ghost Country, he found that the old master had completely fallen into an evil demon, but who would have thought that all this was fake, that King Yan was actually disguised by an outsider. ”

The monk slowly narrated a vivid story, which slowly appeared in the ears of the children, and they smiled when they listened to it.

In the end, the ghost king died, evil prevailed over good, and justice once again triumphed over evil. ”

"But who knew that the matter was not over, and among the items left by the ghost king after his death, there was actually a green leaf, which turned into a willow branch after absorbing the aura of heaven and earth. ”

And this willow branch also has an earth-shattering origin, and it actually involves the Pufa Temple, one of the four Buddhas in the world. ”

The monk paused for a moment or two, fanned the fan, smiled and continued to preach: "The origin of the Pufa Temple is extraordinary, and it is a great Bodhisattva lineage dojo only under the Buddha. ”

"The person behind the scenes is this Pufa Temple. ”

A child suddenly interjected, who was nine years old and much more mature than the other children.

The monk shook his head slightly, pointed at the child with the fan in his hand, shook it for a moment or two, and said, "No, no, no." ”

"The Pufa Temple is not the real culprit behind the scenes, because someone deliberately framed the Pufa Temple, so that the Pufa Temple can bear the charges, so as to remove the name from the four Buddhas, and prevent the great Bodhisattva from successfully reviving from the heavens with the help of the Pufa Temple. ”

"Who's that?"

Some children had doubts and asked again, asking as if one plus one was equal to many, as if the matter was incomparably simple, full of innocence and splendor.

The pu fan in the monk's hand pointed to himself and said, "Of course he is a poor monk." ”

"Why?"

Hearing the question, the monk replied, "The poor monk is a good person, so he naturally wants to stop evil." ”

"Alright, the story of the poor monk is finished, let's take these sugar people and eat them. ”

I don't know when the monk is in his hands, there are many sugar people, one by one, just after the hair, the monk smiles as before, the smile is extremely bright, watching the children who are happily eating the sugar people leave.

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