The chess pieces that were left in the elegant courtyard were in the middle of an old monk and an old Taoist priest entering the meditation and appeared out of thin air on the chessboard! The black pieces fell like ink, and the white pieces fell like snow! It danced like a dream with a wonderful fairy charm.

The laughter of two children, one man and one woman, echoes between the chessboards in the flowerbed.

The old monk suddenly opened his eyes and pinched the black chess piece in his fingertips, without falling down again! The chess disappeared between his fingers like ink traces: "Amitabha..."

"The world of the world is fighting for Buddha and fighting, and the demons are fighting even more! Fighting for that wisp of immortality's opportunity to seek immortality." The old Taoist with a crane-haired and young face also opened his eyes, and the white chess piece pinching his fingertips melted like snow.

The old Taoist's drooping beard passed by him with a light sigh, revealing a smile.

"There are laws for all fates, and opportunities are sometimes! Why do you need to fight for a win or lose? The black and white battle between chess games is just killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred of them.

Have you won? He also lost. Amitabha..." the old monk sighed.

"Demon, Tao, and Buddha's path to becoming immortals are just a word of contention. There is no way to clear away the fog in the chess game between the world.

The immortals are just in the fog.

Who can say that the world has seen through it?” The old Taoist even sighed endlessly.

"No thoughts and self, Buddha saves suffering! Who in the mortal world can transcend the world? Just practice the right path of immortals and Buddhas for the sake of worldly affairs. Amitabha..." The old monk closed his eyes, and the rosary in his hand was rotating on his fingernails.

"It's really a lot of troubles, the mystery of heaven and earth." After the old Taoist said that, he also began to close his eyes.

Outside the courtyard, black fog was shrouded in black! The endless wails were crying, and the invisible evil spirits were rampant.

Wood fish!

There was an extra wooden fish in front of the old monk, and the wooden fish hit his pole in his hand! Fan Yin Niao Niao heard the "dang" sound of the wooden fish being knocked by him.

‘Du Chen’ was the first homework of the old monk after he went down the mountain.

The word "Qi!" came out of the old Taoist priest's mouth, and black fog swelled outside the villa, and a large net fell from the sky out of thin air, catching all evil ghosts under the mountain.

In the flowerbed in the backyard, the two children chasing butterflies squatted down opposite each other.

Feng Xier was holding a wind chime in her hand, which was shaking in front of Jiang Xiaoyu with the wind! The pleasant ringtone made her eyes not want to move away.

The wind chime emitted a colorful halo in the "Dingling, Dingling" that made Jiang Xiaoyu sink into the ethereal spirit. At this moment, a golden Buddha heart seal flashed between his eyebrows and spun around.

The Buddha seal turned from golden to blood red in rotation, and finally turned into a drop of crystal tears wrapped in flames and disappeared into invisible.

The crystal-colored flame tears formed by the alternating golden and blood-colored Buddha heart mark "*" were finally printed on Jiang Xiaoyu's eyebrows. The little monk with pink and jade seemed to have a hint of weirdness.

Jiang Xiaoyu's eyes suddenly rolled and flames spewed out, scaring Feng Xier's appearance changed color! She almost started to scream.

However, soon the fire that ejected out became softer and retracted into his black eyes! At this moment, Jiang Xiaoyu shed tears.

Feng Xier was very scared and worried that Jiang Xiaoyu would be obsessed with it! She resisted her fear of Jiang Xiaoyu at this moment, and approached Jiang Xiaoyu and looked at the burning flames in Jiang Xiaoyu's eyes.

This sight made Feng Xier's body shake and she was trapped in a sea of ​​fire! The raging fire burned her and she felt endless pain.

‘Ha!’

The old Taoist shouted lightly to wake Feng Xier up, and at the same time, Jiang Xiaoyu, who was in the ethereal, his eyes returned to the clear light.

"Amitabha... Almost made a big mistake." The old monk let out a sigh.

"Xi'er, why did you use the soul-catching technique to him?" the old Taoist asked unhappily.

"Grandpa! The little monk is not a human." Feng Xier said with fear in her eyes.

"Amitabha..." The old monk shouted the Buddha's name.

"How to say it!" The old Taoist frowned.

"Grandpa, we caught a butterfly just now, and Xier finally caught one. Jiang Yuer said that the butterfly needed freedom and let it go.

Xier asked him to pick a flower for me, but he said that the flowers are beautiful and should be viewed, but they will not be beautiful if picked.

Xier said that you are called Jiang Yuer, and your master called you Xiaoyuer! Xier said that Xier likes to eat fish the most. But this little monk told me that monks cannot eat meat, eating fish means killing animals.

Not eating fish is kind, but eating fish is a demon.

Xier was very angry. Xier wanted to see what he was thinking." Feng Xier's tears of grievance fell, and she didn't know why? Why did her soul-catching technique backfires.

"Amitabha... let's go, fisherman." The old monk sighed.

"Master, what I said is wrong? Xi'er wanted to kill the fisherman and was just persuading her." Jiang Xiaoyu said innocently.

"Amitabha... You have no chance with Feng Xier! Yuer, come with me, there are sick people waiting for the master at the foot of the mountain." The old monk urged him with a noise from the Buddha's name.

"The disciple is hungry! The disciple wants to eat a vegetarian meal by smelling the fragrance of fish." Jiang Xiaoyu raised his head and pouted his mouth and looked at the old monk.

"Old friend, the fisherman seems to have no connection with the Buddha." The old Taoist priest stroked his white beard with his chest hanging down and said.

"If you have a connection with me, you are my Buddhist disciple! Amitabha... My disciple seeks the truth and conforms to the Buddha's great way. Even if I am not at the same time as my Buddhist heart is unstable when he asks.

Today I went down the mountain to meet for my old friend's farewell! My disciples need to be proficient in Buddhism and follow the original path of Buddhism and practice in seclusion." The old monk said.

"Obstinence! Why do you have to do this?" the old Taoist priest shook his head and persuaded.

"Although it is a natural devil, a natural immortal, and a natural Buddha! The Buddha said that he was destined to do, but I won't save the demons. Amitabha Buddha..." the old monk responded.

"please!"

"please!"

The old Taoist priest led the old monk to go to vegetarian food, and Jiang Xiaoyu carried a basket and followed the old monk.

"Hmph!" Feng Xier snorted angrily and stood up, following the old Taoist priest and was led by the old Taoist priest.

Jiang Xiaoyu didn't dare to look at Feng Xier. He didn't understand why this cute and beautiful girl had to attack him and wanted to capture his soul.

He felt a little scared.

"Didn't you say that monks don't eat meat? Why do you have to eat vegetarian food by smelling the fragrance of fish?" Feng Xier finally couldn't help but speak. The little monk ignored her without looking at her, which made her very angry and not happy.

"The fish smells very fragrant and it's not considered killing!" Jiang Xiaoyu raised his head and responded.

"Hmph! Try, you obviously want to eat why you can't eat it." Feng Xier retorted.

"The master said that monks do not eat meat." Jiang Xiaoyu responded.

When you step into the backyard, the food has been set up in the main hall of the front yard! Half of the Eight Immortals table made of bamboo is vegetarian and half is a meat dish with meat and vegetables.

"Jiang Yu'er, what can monks eat if they don't eat meat?" Feng Xier sat down and pouted.

"The master said that monks cannot eat meat, cannot drink alcohol, and cannot get married." Jiang Xiaoyu smelled the fragrance of the fish and stared at him, plucking the white rice in the bowl in his hand.
Chapter completed!