Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao Chapter 41: Monk

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 sleepy feeling.

A few pieces of cut horse meat were piled up 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 sleep. I'll continue on the road tomorrow, keep up my strength, and I'll keep watch."

As the sound of donkey hooves and footsteps disappeared, the entire dirt road was 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, and it seemed that the old beggar wouldn't follow him until he buried all the dead people.

Recalling 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 the same kind, they don't hold together to keep warm, and they kill each other.

He stabbed the dying bonfire with his long sword, grabbed the firewood beside him, and threw it in.

As time went by, 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 just came out, they were the fastest runners.

Zhuangyuan Lu is an old man. No wonder he is such a stingy person. The animals that pull carts have to choose horses. He must have considered the situation today.

As time passed, the sky gradually got brighter, and the others began to wake up, grilling horse meat for breakfast, and preparing to start a new journey.

Don't care if 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 actions to save lives last night, the hostility in Li Huowang's heart weakened a lot.

Although he thinks that this old beggar is so bad-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 hurriedly reached out to take it, chewing and saying vaguely, "May the Buddha bless you."

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

"Ah? Isn't the 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 am a monk, and a monk cannot deceive people." The old beggar said decisively.

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

"Sun Xiucai said that monks were all bald, so I shaved them. Tailor Wang said that monks can't beg their wives, so I won't! Liu Pukuai said that monks can't eat meat, so I won't eat meat! And I see Other monks are shouting Amitabha, then I learn to shout Amitabha, I have done it, why can’t I be a monk?”

It seems that the old beggar is very concerned about things and defends 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, and looked at Li Huowang cautiously while holding half a steamed bun. "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 insisted ignorantly in ignorance.

"I guess you are illiterate?"

"How do you know? Are all of you Taoists able to count?"

"Hehe."

"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 rush 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 chewing wild vegetables, Li Huowang occasionally helped out a steamed bun or two.

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

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

"Have you finally arrived?" When he saw the city gate, Li Huowang was completely relieved, 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 live in disorder, 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 gate, but was pulled by Li Huowang. Living.

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

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

Before seeing the temple, Li Huowang smelled the unique sandalwood fragrance of Buddhism, and the spacious streets began to crowd.

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 going to worship Buddha.

"Is the incense always so prosperous in this temple?"

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 begged here for a pregnancy. on."

"And the masters of Zhengde Temple are very good, and 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."