"We sell steamed buns, hot meat buns, and freshly made white flour steamed buns!"
In Yuzhou, in a county called Liufeng County, a little girl wearing very shabby clothes stood in front of a simple bun shop.
The little girl held her index finger in her mouth and stared at the meat buns in the cage without blinking. She looked like she hadn't eaten for a while, even if the saliva dripped down her fingers and onto her clothes,
She didn't notice either.
But only ten meters behind the little girl, stood a young monk holding a rosary and wearing a monk's robe that was still clean even though it had many holes. He looked at the little girl with helpless eyes and hesitated.
, but still raised his feet and walked towards the little girl.
"Want to eat steamed buns?"
Hearing this familiar voice, the little girl did not turn around, but just nodded numbly.
"Then we agreed in advance that after eating the steamed buns, I will give you all the money I have. You go home obediently and don't follow me, okay?"
The little girl who was reluctant to part with the buns a second ago immediately stopped drooling from the corner of her mouth, then turned her head and looked at the little monk with cold eyes.
"Then I...I don't want buns anymore! Don't drive me away, I will be very obedient."
"well."
Seeing his sister-in-law's house where tears were about to flow out, the young monk knew that he was defeated again.
At first, his master said that his Zen opportunity would be in the west of the Southern Tang Dynasty, but he walked all the way west and did not meet the Zen opportunity. Instead, he met a little girl whose family had been destroyed by drought.
The Buddha said that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, so when they first met, the young monk Qingfa took her with him without thinking.
But later, when the drought ended, Qingfa hoped that she could settle down in a good place and find a good family to settle down for the rest of her life, but the little girl was unwilling to do so.
Later, in anger, the young monk Qingfa returned to Dachu from Southern Tang Dynasty, but he did not expect that this little girl also came with him.
He couldn't drive her away, and when he asked to leave, the little girl looked as pitiful as she was about to cry, which gave little master Qingfa a headache.
Even when he arrived at his home temple and stood there for a long time a few days ago, he was too embarrassed to go back. If the master knew that he had brought a girl back, wouldn't he have to live in the temple's toilet for the rest of his life?
Besides cleaning the toilets, the brothers and sisters in the temple would also laugh at him to death.
Thinking of these consequences, Qingfa couldn't help but shudder, and immediately gave up the idea of going back to the temple, but he didn't know where to go next, so he stumbled all the way to Yuzhou.
"Don't cry! Don't cry! The worst is, why don't I drive you away? I'll buy you meat buns right now."
Qingfa didn't look at the little girl with two lines of clear tears hanging down his face. He just lowered his head and walked towards the bun shop, while the little girl looked at the place where she was walking three or two steps behind him on her toes.
"Donor, please tell me how to sell the meat buns."
"One for two cents, three for five cents. Objectively, you plan to..."
At the beginning, the shop owner was only focused on running his own steamed bun shop, so he didn't notice the young monk standing in front of him. It was obvious that although the shop was very dilapidated, he still cherished it.
After finally tidying up, he put a piece of white cloth over his shoulders and prepared to pack the buns, only then did he see the little monk Qingfa standing in front of his shop.
"Hey! Little master, why did you come here secretly to buy meat buns? I don't dare sell them to you. Not to mention whether your master will spank you if he knows about it, even if the Buddha knows about it, he will still do it.
Among them, I am blamed."
"That's not the case, I..."
Qingfa didn't explain too much, he just turned sideways and lifted the little boy standing behind him.
The girl was exposed, and then the owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop showed a look of realization.
"Well, little master, how many buns are you going to buy?"
Qingfa took out a money bag from his sleeve. This was the money bag his master gave him when he went out. But now the money bag was very deflated. Even if it was full of broken silver, there was not much money left.
After weighing it several times, he turned around and took a look at the pitiful little girl, and then stretched out three fingers towards the shop owner.
"Donor, please give me three."
"okay!"
Taking the dried lotus leaves that had been prepared a long time ago, the shopkeeper put three buns inside. He thought about it, then put two more buns inside.
And just when he was about to pack, he opened the lotus leaf and took out the two meat buns, took another lotus leaf and put in six or seven white flour steamed buns.
The cost of the meat buns was too high. Even if the shop owner wanted to give them some as a gift, it would be heartbreaking to take out just two. The most important thing is that the meat buns are simply filling.
After thinking carefully, he decided to give them some white flour steamed buns, which were not only cheap but also filling. Just these seven or eight steamed buns were enough for them to eat for two days.
"Little Master, I shamelessly accepted the money for the steamed buns. These steamed buns are considered as gifts from me."
Taking the five copper coins from the young monk's hand, he handed the buns and steamed buns to Qingfa. Qingfa was not pretentious. The main reason was that he had a girl by his side. He had nothing to do but was afraid of starving the little one.
A girl.
"This...thank you so much, the donor."
After handing the lotus leaf with three meat buns to the little girl, Qingfa turned around and walked out of the city. Since he didn't know where to go, he should go all the way east to see the world of Da Chu. If he could help the little girl behind him,
It would be even better if you find a good home.
The owner of the bun shop took off the white cloth and wiped his hands. He looked at the little monk and the girl walking away in a daze. Finally, he was pulled back from his thoughts by a call to buy buns and went to work on his own...
On the way out of the city, the little girl was very satisfied with the meat buns, while Qing Fuzhao took out a steamed bun and started to eat it.
"Why don't you eat meat!"
Halfway through chewing the steamed buns, a crisp voice came from behind Qingfa, it seemed that in the eyes of the little girl, why would there be people who don't eat meat?
"Because I am a monk, I cannot eat meat."
"Why can't monks eat meat?"
"Because a monk cannot kill, he still needs to develop his own compassion."
"It's such a pity. That monk can't do anything except eat meat."
While talking, the little girl opened her mouth and took another bite of the steamed bun full of meat filling. Qingzhu swallowed the steamed bun in her mouth.
"You can't drink, steal, lie, or take a wife!"
The first few items were fine, and the little girl probably didn't care as she chewed the buns. But when the last words fell into her ears, he stopped and stood there, forgetting that he was holding her favorite food in his hand.
Meat buns.
"Hello!"
Looking at Qingfa's back, she called out to him excitedly.
"what happened again!"
"How about you stop being a monk?"
…
"Click! Click, click, boom!"
In a secluded valley that was inaccessible to people, there was a sudden sound of trees being cut down and falling to the ground.
After passing through the dense forest, we came to the outside of a small valley. Standing outside the valley, we could clearly see a young swordsman holding a wooden sword.
But to be precise, the boy holding the sword can no longer be regarded as a boy but should be a young man, because some beard has begun to sprout at the corners of his mouth and chin.
In addition to him in the valley, there is also a small waterfall and a pool created by the waterfall. Next to the pool is a dilapidated thatched house, and outside the house stands a tomb that looks like it has been cleaned and repaired from time to time.
Seeing the trees falling down, the young man walked back to the tomb with his wooden sword and sat down.
"Master, look at how my apprentice's sword is doing. Is it much better than when he couldn't even use the sword energy? But I guess even if you saw it, you would still laugh at me without hesitation. I
Guess you are still going to say why you accepted a disciple like me? After practicing for so long, I am only a third-level disciple. It would be embarrassing to tell you!"
Putting down the wooden sword in his hand, the young man took out a yellowed letter from his arms. Looking at the familiar handwriting on it, the young man's nose felt a little sore.
"Jiang Fuyu, you will be blessed every year!"
"Master, actually I understood what you meant a long time ago. It's not that you don't let me take revenge, but you hope that I won't practice sword practice for revenge. Since you couldn't let it go at the beginning, you must stand up and take on the responsibility."
The responsibility I had ten years ago, as a disciple, of course I have the same temperament as the master."
It took a lot of effort for his name to change from Ergou to Fuyu. A few years ago, Jiang Ergou would have jumped with joy, but now, he wishes he could that old man who always loves to pick his nose with his feet-picking hands.
Jumped out and surrounded him and called him Ergou.
"Master, I may not be able to stay here with you for the time being. Let's not talk about anything else. I am definitely going to kidnap the apprentice wife you have been thinking about for a long time and bring her back to you!"
Jiang Fuyu, who had broken through to the third level in the valley three years ago, was leaning against the tomb, as if this way he could get closer to the person lying inside.
"Master, please tell me, if I pick up a sword in the future, will I be as promising as you and earn the title of Sword Immortal in the world?"
Thinking of this, Fuyu actually chuckled.
"Master, you said that by that time, all the heroines and fairies in the world will admire me! Will they follow me and shout loudly that they want to give me children?"
Raising his hand to sweep away the dead branches and leaves that had fallen on the grave, Jiang Fuyu put the yellowed letter paper in his hand back to his chest, and finally patted it with his hands.
Looking at the lonely little grave Ying beside him, he picked up the wooden sword and stood it next to the grave, and then said something in a calm tone.
"Master, apprentice will pick up the sword today!"
Although his words were gentle, as soon as they came out, it was like thunder on the ground. First, the thatched house behind him began to shake, and then the water pool began to surge.
Then came the trees a little further away, and in the end it spread directly to the entire valley. The only calm place was the place at Jiang Ergou's feet and the tomb.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
At the critical moment, Jiang Ergou closed his eyes and felt the strangest force in the world! Then a turbulent energy spurted out from Ergou's body.
In less than three breaths, that energy turned into a strong sword intent that filled the entire valley!
In the thatched house, the bronze sparrow had already begun to tremble when the general situation of heaven and earth first appeared. At this time, he felt the powerful sword intention that shot straight into the sky. It flew out automatically and landed in Ergou's hand.
The sword intent is getting stronger and stronger, and the sword energy is getting stronger and stronger! At the end, a storm is blowing in the valley!
And just when the sword intent was still rushing upward, Jiang Ergou took the initiative to suppress the momentum, and finally stabilized it at the second-level realm.
Ergou still understands the principle of "too much is not enough". Even if his master told him that he can break the mirror at will, he himself can feel that staying in the second-level realm for a period of time will be of great benefit to him!
Ergou, who had only officially lifted the sword until today, pulled out the bronze bird that automatically fell into his hand.