It was getting late, the sun was about to leave work, and there was a hint of coolness in the forest.
Liu Boqin invited Tang Monk while gathering his prey.
"Elder Tang, there are many snakes, insects, rats and ants in the forest at night, and there are also many ferocious beasts that like to hunt at night. It is really too dangerous. You can go to my house to rest for one night, and we will continue our journey tomorrow... Okay?"
"Thank you donor!"
Tang Seng agreed very happily, which was exactly what he needed.
After all, meeting a tiger during the day is enough, but at night...
I dare not think about it!
Ye Yuan did not object.
After all, he also wanted to go to Liu Boqin's house to see what was going on.
After a while, Ye Yuan led the horse and followed the two of them.
He looked at Liu Boqin, who was chatting happily with Tang Seng, and felt strange in his heart.
First of all, what is certain is that this Liu Boqin is definitely not a god, at least not a simple god.
Because there are only a handful of gods who can make Ye Yuan unable to discern any clues.
And such an existence would never come on stage so early, let alone have so few scenes.
So, could this Liu Boqin be related to the extraterrestrial invaders shown by Tiandao?
Ye Yuan is not sure. In short, he cannot be an ordinary person.
Ye Yuan's thoughts were racing secretly, but on the surface he remained calm.
Soon, a group of three people arrived at Liu Boqin's home, a single-family house located deep in the mountains.
"Is there really any hunter willing to live in this inaccessible mountain forest?"
"And this is the only one!"
Ye Yuan expressed deep doubts about this!
However, he didn't say anything.
Beside the fire, when Liu Boqin's mother saw Tang Seng's big, shiny head, her eyes suddenly lit up, and then she said to Tang Seng with a sad face.
"This place is inaccessible. Unfortunately, my old man has been dead for so many years, but he has never invited a Taoist monk to save him. Tomorrow is the anniversary of his death. I wonder if I can invite Elder Tang..."
This is exactly the professional skill of a monk!
Therefore, facing the eager-looking family of three, Tang Seng did not refuse, but agreed with a compassionate look on his face.
Ye Yuan just quietly acted as a qualified bystander, eating tiger meat the whole time without saying a word.
Late at night, Ye Yuan and Tang Seng lived in the same room.
There is no other way. Living in the mountains, conditions are limited.
Tang Seng was about to fall asleep when he unconsciously caught a glimpse of a figure still sitting on a wooden bench, looking at the sky outside the window in trance.
Thinking of Prince Teng's happy princely life in the past, he felt guilty and asked embarrassedly.
"Master Li, are you not used to it..."
Ye Yuan waved his hand and said softly.
"There's nothing I'm not used to, I just think Liu Boqin's family is a little strange."
Strange, what's strange?
Tang Monk had a question mark on his face.
Ye saw the situation and asked softly.
"Even if their family is a hunter, why do they have to live alone in the mountains, even if their life is inconvenient, and they have to be always on guard against sneak attacks by ferocious beasts?"
This...is indeed true.
But Tang Seng just thought about it briefly and figured out the reason on his own.
"What's so strange, Zhan Luan escaped and came in..."
Ye Yuan gave Tang Seng a strange look and reminded him.
"He claims to be from the Tang Dynasty, which means he is aware of the external situation. Now that the Tang Dynasty is peaceful and the people are at peace, wouldn't it be better to live outside the mountains? Why stay in this dangerous mountain?"
Tang Seng frowned, and could only think of one explanation for a moment, and said hesitantly.
"Maybe... you're used to living there, right?"
Ye Yuan smiled lightly and said.
"Haha, even so, Liu Boqin is quite old, isn't he?"
The expression on Ye Yuan's face was profound. Although Tang Seng didn't understand what he wanted to say, he instinctively felt that there was another profound meaning in his words.
After thinking for a long time, he still didn't get an answer and could only ask.
"Master Li, can you make it clear?"
Ye Yuan lay down on the wooden board on the other side and said quietly.
"There are three kinds of unfilial piety, the greatest is not having an offspring!"
Tang Seng's body was shaken, and his mind suddenly became clear.
Yes, Liu Boqin is already so old, but he has no children.
It’s indeed a bit strange!
Is it because... my health is not good?
Tang Monk quickly stopped the messy thoughts in his mind and began to recite Buddhist scriptures silently.
After a long time, he calmed down and looked at someone on the other side who was already carrying him, probably sleeping deeply.
Tang Monk couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Master Li, it's really..."
Shaking his head, the peaceful monk finally fell asleep.
Ye Yuan actually did not fall asleep.
It's really strange to have such a quiet night.
The next day, Tang Seng slept until he woke up naturally, feeling refreshed and full of energy.
It's like all the hard work during this period has been wiped away.
However, deep down in his heart, he still felt something strange, but he couldn't remember exactly what was strange.
In the end, he had no choice but to give up.
"Amitabha!"
The first thing Tang Seng did when he woke up every morning was to say the Buddha's name to remind himself not to think wildly.
When Liu Boqin's mother heard the sound, she immediately walked in and greeted her with a smile.
"Elder is awake, come and wash up quickly."
When Tang Seng saw the old lady holding a basin in her hand, he immediately stepped forward to take it and said in fear.
"The old man is trying to destroy the little monk..."
The old lady insisted, Tang Monk gave in, and the two were at loggerheads for a while.
At this time, Liu Boqin came over and said with a smile.
"Let me do it."
Tang Seng wanted to say something else, but the old lady persuaded him.
"My old man needs the elders to help him with his affairs. As Boqin, he should serve the elders."
At this time, Tang Seng had no choice but to accept it, thinking in his heart that he would be more attentive to the salvation he was waiting for later!
At this time, in the open space in front of the house, Ye Yuan was looking at Wuzhi Mountain in the distance, lost in thought.
At this time, a classic song echoed in his mind: "Brother Monkey, Brother Monkey...".
This melody is the childhood memory of countless children, the kind that is engraved in their bones.
Thinking of the story of the Monkey King, Ye Yuan sighed quietly.
"Hey, I don't know what Brother Monkey is like in this world?"
Looking back, I saw that Tang Seng had finished washing and was about to have breakfast.
Of course, as a monk, Tang Seng’s three meals a day were all vegetarian.
Ye Yuan is different, he doesn't have to abide by such rules and regulations.
Therefore, since last night's dinner, he has been eating meat and tiger meat with Liu Boqin.
Tang Seng saw this and did not stop him at all.
He's not that pedantic yet.
Liu Boqin and Ye Yuan were not Buddhists, so they naturally acted as they pleased.
Although a monk should be compassionate, he should not forcefully interfere with other people's wishes.
Besides, as a hunter, Liu Boqin made a living by hunting. If he didn’t kill animals or eat meat, how could he starve to death?
After breakfast, he arrived at Tang Monk's home court. He took out his brocade cassock and put it on, holding a nine-ring tin staff in one hand and a golden bowl given by the Emperor of Tang in the other.
A man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle.
As the saying goes, it is indeed true. Tang Monk was fully equipped and looked like a dignified and enlightened monk. He was not as embarrassed as yesterday when he encountered a tiger.