Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

On the dark forest road, Li Huowang held a torch and led the others forward.

It was still dark, but they didn't feel any sleepiness because they were still in shock. After all, after so many things just now, no one could care about sleeping.

There were some cut horse meat on the donkey cart. Except for a few pieces of silver on the robber's body, this was also Li Huowang's only trophy.

"It's almost there, just rest here until dawn, it's not safe to drive at night." Li Huowang gave an order, and soon the torches were piled up on each other to form a new bonfire.

"It's okay to squint if you can't fall asleep. I'll continue on my way tomorrow, keep up my strength, and I'll watch the night."

As the sound of donkey hooves and footsteps disappeared, the entire dirt road became quiet again.

Li Huowang, who was sitting on the fire, turned his head to look at the road he had just walked. It was pitch-dark. It seemed that the old beggar wouldn't follow him unless he buried all the dead.

Thinking back on what just happened, Li Huowang couldn't help feeling a little emotional, this place is really messy.

All kinds of messy things are dangerous enough. As people of the same kind, they kill each other without sticking together to keep warm.

He poked at the bonfire that was about to go out with his long sword, grabbed the firewood beside him, and threw it in.

As time went by a little bit, those who had run away in the woods gradually gathered around Li Huowang's bonfire, and soon several small bonfires gradually rose beside the bonfire.

The Lu family members were not among the returning people, but Li Huowang was not worried at all. When the robbers came out, they were the fastest runners.

Lv Zhuangyuan is an old man. No wonder he is such a stingy person, and the animals that pull the cart have to choose horses. He must have considered the situation today.

A little bit of time passed, the sky was getting brighter, and the others began to wake up, roasting horse meat for breakfast, ready to start a new journey.

It doesn't matter whether horse meat is delicious or not, at least horse meat is meat, which can replenish their stamina very well.

Just as they were eating, a trembling figure came from behind.

Seeing the appearance of the person who came, Li Huowang's vigilant heart dropped a little. It was the old beggar from before. It seemed that he buried the person all night.

The morning dew wet his tattered robe, and he shivered from the cold. He walked slightly closer to the campfire, crouched down and huddled.

Seeing Li Huowang looking at him, the beggar smiled naively.

Thinking of his deeds to save lives last night, the hostility in Li Huowang's heart weakened a lot.

Although he thinks that this old beggar is so rotten and good-hearted, it is not easy to survive in this dangerous world, but no one will reject contact with a good person.

Seeing Li Huowang handing him a steamed bun, the beggar quickly stretched out his hand to take it, chewing and saying vaguely, "May the Buddha bless you."

Hearing what the other party said, Li Huowang immediately became interested, "Which Buddha is the Buddha you speak of?"

"Ah? Isn't Buddha just called Buddha? Who else is there?" The old beggar's eyes showed a trace of confusion.

"Hey, hurry up and eat, it's rare to have someone like you in this world. I hope you didn't lie to me."

"How can I deceive people? I'm a monk, and a monk can't deceive people." The old beggar said firmly.

"You can only recite Amitabha Buddha when reciting sutras, and you don't even believe in any Buddha. What kind of monk are you?"

"Sun Xiucai said that all monks were bald, so I shaved them, and Tailor Wang said that monks can't beg their wives, so I won't! Liu Pu quickly said that monks can't eat meat, so I won't eat meat! And I saw other monks. I'm shouting Amitabha, then I learn to shout Amitabha, I've done it, why can't I be a monk?"

It seemed that the old beggar cared about things very much and defended very stubbornly.

Hearing what the other party said, Li Huowang burst into laughter. The other party's monk was even more fake than his own Taoist priest. "But that doesn't mean you're a monk."

The old beggar was stunned for a moment, holding half a steamed bun and looking at Li Huowang cautiously. "Then what do you think a monk should be like?"

Looking at the other party's eyes, Li Huowang opened his mouth, but he couldn't answer the question. The other party's words seemed to reveal a bit of truth in the big fool.

I don't know why, but Li Huowang saw Dan Yangzi's shadow on his body, and he insisted ignorantly in ignorance.

"I guess you can't read, right?"

"How do you know? Are all of you Taoist priests able to count like this?"

"Ha ha."

"Why are you so obsessed with being a monk?"

"If it wasn't for a monk who saved me, I would have died a long time ago. From that day on, I swore that I would also be a monk! I must be a good monk!"

While speaking, Li Huowang watched Lu Jiaban rushing back from a distance in the distance, he patted his butt, stood up, and walked over there.

There were no accidents on the way, and the old monk followed him along the way. Sometimes, when he was so hungry that he was munching on raw wild vegetables, Li Huowang occasionally gave out one or two steamed buns.

After walking like this for more than ten days, a more magnificent city than Jianye ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ appeared in front of Li Huowang, and Xijingcheng arrived.

The continuous blue brick city wall is tall and magnificent. Standing at the city gate and looking up, a huge sense of oppression is coming.

"Have you finally arrived?" Li Huowang was completely relieved when he saw the gate of the city, and he was frightened all the way. Fortunately, the scene in the nightmare did not appear.

No matter what Dan Yangzi has become, whether that voice is his own hallucination, it is finally time to reveal it.

"Little Daoist, the inn in Xijing City can't be cluttered, but it's slaughtered. I'll take you to an inn, it's absolutely cheap," Lu Zhuangyuan said, and was about to walk towards the tall city gate, but was stopped by Li Huowang.

"Wait, where is the monk temple you mentioned earlier?" Li Huowang asked impatiently, this was the most important purpose of his coming here.

Under the leadership of Zhuangyuan Lu, Li Huowang walked towards Zhengde Temple, the most prosperous incense in Xijing.

Before he could see the temple, Li Huowang smelled the unique sandalwood fragrance of the land of Buddhism, and the spacious streets began to get crowded.

There are old men, women, adults, children, all kinds of people.

Seeing the stacks of incense in their hands, Li Huowang immediately understood that these people were all going to worship Buddha.

"Has the incense in this temple always been so prosperous?"

Hearing Li Huowang say this to Zhuangyuan Lu next to him, the pilgrims next to him leaned in and interjected: "Of course, the Bodhisattva of Zhengde Temple is very effective! My daughter-in-law was conceived after begging here once. "

"Moreover, the masters of Zhengde Temple are very good people. They will distribute porridge to the poor every day or so."

"Yes, yes. To have such a good temple in Xijing City is really a blessing that has been cultivated in several lifetimes."