"You live here?"

The little monk looked curiously at an Sudong's room.

"Yes."

An Sudong nodded and poured her a glass of water. "Thirsty, I'm sure I'm tired after running in the mountains. You have a good rest tonight. I'll help you find a welfare home tomorrow and settle you down."

The little monk was really tired. He lay on his bed and said, "benefactor, my master asked me to return to the secular world and practice Zen. Can I practice Zen as well as you?"

"Were you not afraid just now?"

Ansudong found a chair to sit down.

"They are bad people. They deserve to die if they kill my master." The little monk said.

"Your consciousness is far from your master. You said your master was killed, but he didn't let you take revenge. What you say now is worthy of death, but it's not merciful at all."

"I'm not a monk anymore." The little monk said seriously.

"Didn't you say before that you didn't return to vulgarity?"

An Sudong thought that the young monk looked silly, but he had a way of playing naughty.

"Just a thought."

The little monk happily covered the quilt, "since you killed all the enemies, I don't need to be merciful, so I'll return to the secular."

"Psychotherapy?"

An Sudong laughed, "that is to say, if the enemy is not dead, you will tell yourself that you are a little monk, you can't have evil thoughts or revenge. If they are dead, you will have no evil thoughts and return to the secular life?"

"That's understandable."

The little monk suddenly sat up, "by the way, you really don't want the sariki?"

"What am I going to do with that?"

An Su Dong shook his head. "Besides, your master loves you very much. You've eaten all the sarizi. I want to get the sarizi unless I kill you. Why do you want to be eaten by me so much?"

"Forget it, little monk. I don't want to die." The little monk said.

"Go to sleep. It's said that the Buddha takes things as they are. The Buddha looks down on life and death, but you little monk are afraid of death."

"I'll see you off tomorrow," he said

"I'm not going."

The little monk said seriously, "you have saved me. My master said that I would like to repay my kindness. I will follow you in the future."

fuck!

An Sudong almost fell to the ground with a stagger and a black face, "little monk, are you kidding me? Is that how you repay your kindness? Do you mean to make me a moppet

"I can't say that."

The little monk waved his hand and said, "my master told me before that I would meet a noble man and save my life. I can also save your life."

"What?"

Ansudong was stunned.

"I can save your life. You're a good man. I don't want to see you die." The little monk said seriously.

An Sudong is really laughed at. He is invincible on the earth. Even if he doesn't have the current cultivation, his elixir and magic weapon means that if he meets someone with higher cultivation than him, even if he can't beat him, he will never be in danger.

The little monk said that he would save his life. It's nonsense.

"That's what my master said. He's very powerful. There's nothing that doesn't come true." The little monk said firmly.

Ansu was speechless.

However, the old monk did have some skills. He only said that he could meet himself outside the temple, which was definitely not said by the old monk after he went there.

Otherwise, how can the old monk know if he will be attracted to the sarizi?

Did the old monk really get to the point of peeping at the will of heaven?

An Sudong was deeply in thought. There is no shortage of strange people and strange things in this world. Penetrating the secrets of heaven is different from cultivation, and it is also different from alchemy, but it is more mysterious than cultivation.

"I'll go to bed first, big brother. Don't call me little monk. My master gave me the name of Yichen. The Buddha doesn't leave any dust, but occasionally it means Yichen in the world."

Then the little monk went to sleep.

"Oh."

An Su Dong shakes his head, and the thought of getting up and leaving comes into his mind. He can get rid of the little monk.

But thinking of what the little monk said, he hesitated.

It's not that they are not confident in themselves, but that Buddhism stresses cause and effect. For example, when the six evil men plant evil causes, they reap evil consequences. When they plant evil causes, they may also have consequences waiting for him.

Don't understand, an Su Dong Gan Cui closed his eyes and began to practice.

Along the way, he didn't know who could pose a threat to him, but death swamp and soul temple were all unknown areas, and he didn't know whether there would be fatal danger waiting for him.

But it's a drag to go to the death swamp with a little dust without cultivation.

The next morning, the first ray of sunlight shining down the window, the little monk had woken up, lying in front of an Sudong, big eyes blinking at him.

"How did you do it?"

An Sudong opened his eyes and was shocked. "It's so close to me, but it doesn't make me alert."

"I don't know."

The little monk shook his head, "but my immovable Zen seems to have a breakthrough."

"Can you break through in sleep?"

An Sudong frowned slightly.

"Yes

The little monk nodded, supported his chin and said vaguely, "I don't know why, but let's go. You're going to the north, far away."

An Sudong suddenly took out his hand, pinched the little monk's neck and said with gloomy eyes, "I remember I didn't say I was going north."

"My master said it."

"Your master is dead!"

"Before death."

"You didn't lie to me?"

An Su Dong's tone is gloomy.

"No, monks don't lie."

"You're not a monk anymore. You're not a monk anymore."

"Oh, I forgot."

The little monk was going to put his hands together, but he didn't feel fit and let go.

An Sudong looked at her pure eyes, not lying, let go of her hand.

"Can you be my master?" The little monk suddenly said this.

An Sudong, who had just stood up, was startled again. "As soon as your master died, you worshipped me as your teacher. You are very cruel and righteous."

"My master said that you are my master."

"Your master is dead!"

"Before death."

"I've got it!"

An Su Dong shook his head, "I don't want to tell you, I don't mean to accept an apprentice, and I don't like to accept a fool as an apprentice. It's a shame."

"I'm stupid, but I work hard." The little monk pestered him.

An Sudong and the little monk went downstairs one after another. Many people were standing downstairs. Looking at such a strange pair of combinations, they were confused.

It doesn't matter if an Sudong doesn't eat or drink at all, but the little monk can't. an Sudong takes her to a breakfast shop and orders her some meat buns on purpose.

However, to his surprise, the little monk didn't say that he didn't eat meat and wine. Instead, he ate with relish and said that the meat was delicious from time to time.

This makes an Sudong angry and funny. He thinks that the little monk is so popular that he starts to eat meat all night and says it's fragrant.