New White Snake Asking Immortals

Snakes meet everywhere.

Old Huixian and Xiaoshitou were in the city for almsgiving. Huixian rambled on and Xiaoshitou was drowsy. The old and the young each carried a bamboo basket on their back. Xiaoshitou was carrying a blanket and scriptures.

"Knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing, it is knowing."

"Remember how to teach you how to become an eminent monk? Meditation, meditation, and almsgiving are the beginning of becoming an eminent monk. The road is not only under your feet, but also in your heart."

The street vendor was stunned and stood still, the little dog was lethargic, and the old Huixian was still chattering.

"One flower, one world, one leaf, one bodhi."

"If you know it, if you see it, if you believe it."

"Everything is illusory, life is made by oneself, appearance is born from heart, white snake demon disciple, master is very tired, why don't you go to the teahouse to rest."

"Hey, it's Sister Bai Laobai" Xiao Shishi was delighted.

Xiao Shi was very happy, and he suddenly remembered the smell of wax. For so many years, the smell seemed to be haunting his heart for a long time, and he didn't want to go away.

"Master Xianhui, we meet again."

Bai Yu smiled and looked at the master and the apprentice. The old Huixian monk's robe was worn out with patches all over, and the big toe was exposed, and the little stone was still the same as before, which was very strange.

The guests meet, and the alleys are familiar with strangers.

The cobra raised its head to look at the fellow, and it did not dare to be presumptuous in front of Bai Yu.

The master and the apprentice are very poor, as poor as the dilapidated Zhuquan Temple in the bamboo forest, but they have to admire Huixian as a real monk who has attained the Tao. The so-called eminent monks in the world carry cobras around for alms, but they have not been seen walking out of the gorgeous temples to the secular world.

Hui Xian still had a faint smile on his benevolent eyes and kind eyes, sighing in his heart that fate was tricking people, and encountering monsters so well, if it weren't for this stupid apprentice, why would he be like this? Well, it seems that the scriptures have been read less.

The weather was changeable, dark clouds rolled and thunder rumbled.

"It is going to rain."

On the second floor of the tea house, it can be called the most unprovoked combination of tea and rain.

Old men, children, women, and venomous cobras form a gang of all corners of the world in this small teahouse. How can you pull down your face to beat an old man or a shameless beating a child or a woman? Anyone who wants a face will try to avoid this ultimate invincible combination. , unless the jar is broken.

"Why did you two go down the mountain?"

"Hehe, the poor monk thinks that he should take a small stone out for a walk. It's better to read ten thousand volumes of books."

Before Lao Huixian finished speaking calmly.

"The gate of the temple collapsed, and the master said that he would go down the mountain to make money and go back to repair the temple."

Xiao Shitou was outspoken, Huixian put down the tea tray in his hand and resisted beating others, lamenting that this single-handed disciple hadn't learned half of his skills, he just knew some things, but it was a little indecent to say it.

Bai Yu took care of the old monk's face and tried not to laugh out loud.

"How much did it cost"

"About six hundred dollars, it's getting close."

With only about 600 dollars, a certain snake estimated that even if the old Huixian died of old age, he would not save enough money to repair the temple. If there was no accident, the Zhuquan Temple would probably turn into a ruined wall covered with moss, and then become a beast's nest.

The blue-tiled eaves were dripping with water, and small stones sat by the window nibbling desserts, and from time to time they stuffed a little bit into Huixian's daisy-like old mouth.

Pedestrians were in a hurry in the stone alley downstairs. Bai Yu remembered that selling umbrellas should make a lot of money. After being a killer for a long time, he almost forgot that he was a hawker in business.

It is easy to get sleepy on rainy days, and the small stone sleeps soundly.

Bai Yu drank the tea and ate the tea leaves, which has not changed for many years.

"What is the origin of Xiao Shi, I can't see his body, neither like a demon nor like a human."

Hearing this, Old Huixian looked at the small stone sleeping against the wall.

"He's Little Rock."

"I know he's a rock, uh you mean he's a rock"

Hui Xian He put down the teacup, looked at the teapot, it was empty, not even the tea leaves.

"Because of different ideas, I left the temple and traveled around the world. At the foot of the Zhuquan Temple, I saw a huge boulder shattered, and a child was lying in the womb. I was afraid that he would fall into the hands of the wicked and cause trouble because of his lack of knowledge and skills. Raised."

"The stone fetus is born and raised, and it is destined to be extraordinary. I am old, and I don't want him to go down the wrong road in the future. Every time I recite the scriptures and teach him to plant a kind heart for him."

Unexpectedly, Xiao Shishi's background is not small, Bai Yu is very envious of people who are born with good feet.

Good blood, excellent blood, this kind of existence is destined to be extraordinary in the future, no matter what you do, you will be like a god, good luck, even if you are fishing at home, walking the dog and touching the loach, you can pick up gold nuggets, unlike ordinary beasts like us who have to buy and sell for money When a hawker, I work hard and rain to sell more paper umbrellas.

Looking closely, I didn't see any difference with humans.

"He was born with a stone heart," Hui Xian said.

Bai Yu was stunned for a moment, and used the infrared detection ability to detect small stones.

Sure enough, the temperature of the heart is obviously lower than the body temperature, as if it contains infinite power and may erupt like a volcano at any time.

I didn't expect the legendary Shi Xin to really exist. I once read the miscellaneous books and classics in the bookstore of Chunyang Palace and saw the legend of Shi Xin. It is rumored that Shi Xin is innocent, indifferent and cruel, with tenacity and no confusion. He is the best cultivator by nature~ www.wuxiamtl.com~ The strange thing is that the little stone is neither indifferent nor resistant to confusion, and is no different from ordinary children.

Shaking his head silently, he took out a salt block and slurped it.

Bai Yu doesn't have any idea of ​​benefiting from the natural stone heart and small stones. Don't ponder some things blindly, and don't arrange the existence of the innately raised, and you can't even eat salt when you cause trouble.

To be a snake, you must have self-knowledge and count.

The rain is still falling, and the tea guests in the teahouse seem to be affected by the weather without much speech. They drink tea quietly and watch the rain, reflecting on the past and enjoying the rare leisure.

The ancient city is quiet and peaceful for a moment.

It's a pity that some people always want to destroy this leisure, and there are fighting fluctuations in the direction of the black market outside the city.

You don't have to guess to know that it must be the devil who suffered a big loss and couldn't swallow this breath, and sent someone to avenge Xuehen to regain his face. Those scattered cultivators gathered in the black market became the devil's punching bag. If you don't bully these rootless duckweeds, do you want to bully Dazong? If the door is not successful, bullying the soft and fearing the hard is the **** of many creatures.

"I'll go out, and when I get back, I'll help your master and apprentice make money to repair the temple. I'm good at making money."

After all, Qi turned into a light and got into the rain curtain and disappeared.

Seeing the snake demon fly away, Huixian heaved a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand to wake up Xiao Shishi and ran away quickly, every time he tried his best to keep the snake demon safe, it was the right way to run away while the other party was away.

Before the palm of his hand touched the small stone, Old Huixian stopped abruptly.

a long time.

"Ugh"

I sighed helplessly and sat down, unable to leave. If I leave, I'm afraid I won't be able to spend enough money to repair Zhuquan Temple. In Huixian's heart, the bitter Zhuquan Temple is countless times stronger than those royal temples in Chang'an City, and it is a real pure land. .

In the distance, a black-clothed white rain put on a bamboo hat to shelter from the rain, tied a mask, and rushed into the black market with a horizontal knife in hand.

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