This monk is not serious

There was some drizzle on the way, and Jiang Ze, who had already grown up, was no longer surrounded by the wild and unruly Du Xuanzhi. He stepped on the rustling leaves and walked the old way of his master.He was walking in the raining woods wearing straw sandals. Today the clouds are gray and the grass is dark green. He let the grass that pricks his feet irritate his skin at will. Despite the daily sun and rain, his skin is still She was as fair as ever, without the robustness she had when she was a child, but now she was breezy, with delicate features, not like a weather-beaten wandering monk, but like a scholar.

He didn't hold an umbrella, but felt the light rain slide down his softly contoured cheeks. His eyelashes were dripping with dew, and his long dark hair was tied up high. He looked like a traveler walking in the rivers and lakes. He is the "crazy monk" after Du Xuan. As the name suggests, the crazy monk wants to be crazy. He slays demons and eliminates demons without mercy, but he always lets go of some monsters who "confuse the crowd" and act like a living Buddha all day long. Walking around, a person does not know if it is empty.There have been many times when brave young men asked to go with Jiang Ze, but he refused them one by one for some reason, but he knew in his heart that these people just had such a heart, who would spend three days fishing and two days posting on the net? Willing to accept?

This look is really similar to the visual sense of "a bamboo stick and straw shoes are light than a horse, and a misty rain is a life". At this time, I found that I came to a Xinghua Ridge. It is obviously February, and there should be no apricot blossoms. Here The apricot blossoms seem to regard this as the spring of March. The white flowers are in full bloom, and the delicate white petals are wrapped with bright red stamens. Several pistils attract bees and butterflies.Jiang Ze looked at the unusual Xinghua Ridge carefully, without any sense of danger, he whistled softly, it was suspiciously quiet here.

"Xinghua Village... Passers-by point to Xinghua Village?" Jiang Ze looked at the big stone standing in the center, which was carved in very scribbled cursive script. But there was no one on the street, and there seemed to be a very evil spirit. It seemed that the village had been controlled long ago, and the evil spirit was very strong.

The sky was so gray that no sunlight came in. There was no passer-by on the street, but there was a smell of vegetables, obviously someone lived there. Jiang Ze knocked on the door of an inn hesitantly, but no one paid any attention. But people in the room could be heard whispering, as if they were talking about monsters and patron saints.Knocking on the door was fruitless, so Jiang Ze had no choice but to leave, but when he left, he was caught by an arm and looked at him with two small eyes.

"Brother monk, stay here, it's dangerous outside." It was obviously an immature toddler, her little fingers grabbed his cassock and refused to let go, her eyes were flustered, and she looked at the situation outside from time to time, her movements Be extremely careful.

Jiang Ze smiled gently at the child, and followed her into the inn.There are a lot of people in the inn, most of them are people hiding from the rain, but everyone looks flustered, gearing up, and extremely restless. It can be regarded as seeing clearly the appearance of this little girl. She is about eleven or twelve years old, and it is time to be sensible. Her hair is coiled up. , wearing ordinary clothes, just an ordinary little girl, and didn't see anything strange, and Jiang Ze looked around, and there was nothing strange, but the behavior of people really made him feel at ease.

"Xiaoqing, are you going out to play again, girl? It's dangerous outside." A chubby woman hurried over. Although she looked fat and trembling, her movements were quick. Although she complained a little, she The tone was completely concerned, and he kept looking at Xiaoqing's neck, only to be relieved when he saw that he was not injured.

"No, Xiaoqing saw Brother Monk outside." Xiaoqing pointed to Jiang Ze who was standing beside him. Jiang Ze's clothes were clean, but already a bit worn out. There is even an apricot flower petal on it.

The proprietress panicked when she saw the petals of the apricot blossoms, but she forcibly concealed her feelings and said, "Master, please leave the inn after the sun comes out." The proprietress's attitude was very respectful, but she glanced at Jiang Ze, his eyes are vigilant. After all, there is no monk in any temple with loose hair. Hair symbolizes countless troubles and worldly thoughts in the world. It can be seen that this is a fake monk, but he dare not act rashly.

Jiang Ze smiled and said, "I don't know what's so strange about Xinghua Village?"

"Master is a foreigner, right? It's better not to know, so as not to cause a disaster." The proprietress immediately became worried when she heard this. It's good to leave quickly, so he turned to Xiaoqing and said, "Make tea and treat me well."

Xiaoqing was so obedient that he led Jiang Ze to a place and went to make tea. Jiang Ze sat on a wooden chair and listened carefully to the conversations of the villagers. It seemed that he was very hostile to his arrival. Looking at Jiang Ze who was sitting by the window, he still heard the words "protector god" and "monster"...but he couldn't hear their words clearly, and he didn't dare to guess at will.At this time, Xiao Qing was very attentive to Jiang Ze. After making tea for Jiang Ze, she sat opposite Jiang Ze, looking at him with two round eyes, looking very cute.

"Brother Monk, have you traveled all over the world?" Xiaoqing said after looking around, not afraid of strangers at all, but making tea for herself, as if preparing for a long talk.

"That's right." Jiang Ze smiled softly, and gently blew off the layer of heat on the tea.

"Aren't all monk brothers as good-looking as you?"

"Appearance is not everything, the important thing is the heart, just be kind and beautiful." Jiang Ze took a sip of tea slowly, and looked into Xiaoqing's eyes. His eyes were tepid. In fact, he didn't think so in his heart, and he wanted to answer Xiaoqing's question. Qinghe is the prettiest among the monks.

Xiaoqing drank the tea in one gulp, staring blankly at the dark clouds outside the window, muttering something in his mouth, but at this moment, Jiang Ze had spotted the moment and pointed to the dark clouds in the sky Said: "Why do you have to wait for the sun to go out?"

"Mother said it was dangerous, but I've never encountered it before." Xiaoqing puffed her cheeks, feeling puzzled. Up to now, she was only helping in the inn. Xiaoqingniang was also the proprietress, and she was particularly sensitive to cloudy days.

Jiang Ze looked into Xiao Qing's eyes, and could see that she was not lying, and wanted to get some words out of her, but at this time Xiao Qing pretended to be mysterious and said: "Brother Monk, then you know why Xing Can Hanamura not let outsiders in?" She spoke like a little adult, and her glib personality must have been influenced by the environment.

"I don't know." Jiang Ze said bluntly, waiting for the little girl to speak out.

Unexpectedly, this ghostly little girl talked to him about the conditions instead, and she drew a picture casually towards the sky with her fingers, and said like a businessman: "Then tell me about your experience of wandering around." This tone is undeniable.

Jiang Ze nodded and didn't want to talk nonsense at all. At this time, the little girl said mysteriously: "I heard from the adults here that there is an Xinghua Demon in Xinghua Village, who has been guarding this village. Hanamura: Actually, that passer-by is a well-meaning apricot flower demon. But many people have never seen that apricot flower demon. I only heard from the old man that the apricot flower demon has a handsome face, just like you, brother monk. Almost, but with a blood-red apricot blossom on his forehead."

At this time, the little girl stopped talking and pretended to be mysterious, her eyes were flickering, while Jiang Ze looked at Xiaoqing, waiting patiently for her to continue, but he already had a general idea in his heart, but he didn't dare to confirm it.

Xiaoqing slowly said, "I heard that this monster has been around for a long time, and it rarely appears, so everyone just worships him blindly. I also heard that he has three heads and six arms. He always eats people, and he stole that handsome face from someone else."

Hearing Xiaoqing's words getting more and more nonsense, Jiang Ze lost interest, but at this time Xiaoqing caught a point and made Jiang Ze take a deep breath - this apricot flower demon is said to be left over from the previous war in the demon world. He was the only one who survived.

Speaking of this, Xiaoqing finally couldn't squeeze out other people's impression of Xinghua Demon, and her speech was very vague, so she turned her eyes and said to Jiang Ze: "Brother Monk, it's your turn." She put her hands on herself chin, expressing great interest in what Jiang Ze will say later.

Jiang Ze thought about it. In fact, there was nothing to do on weekdays. At best, what he did all day was begging for alms, and at worst, he was eating. For some reason, he remembered the time with Du Xuanzhi, although he always felt It is full of "bullying" but I have also learned a lot. I suddenly remembered that I saw the emperor who was over [-] people, so I told her about it, and Xiaoqing was stunned when he heard it. I dare not think about the consequences of being so presumptuous in front of the noble emperor, but Du Xuanzhi really said so.

After telling a story, Xiaoqing got up before Xiaoqing came back to his senses, and the sky cleared.Everyone rushed out as if relieved, Xiaoqing didn't dare to stay easily, so she had no choice but to say goodbye, and could only pray for a fateful goodbye.

When the weather cleared, Xinghua Village looked like an ordinary town. It was bustling, and people came out to dry the apricot blossom seeds planted in spring, but they didn’t see anyone drying the millet they ate. When I came in, I also found that although this place is in the village, there is no land that can be planted, and the only plants are apricot flowers. I don't know what they eat on weekdays.When the weather is fine, the villagers are much more enthusiastic. They sell all kinds of things here like a market, but without exception, the nothing new is all in the shape of apricot blossoms. I didn’t look carefully at the house design before, and found that even the big There should be a lion in front of the door, but now there are apricot flowers planted, which is really puzzling.