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Xie Fengshu went down the mountain for the first time in 200 years, he couldn't wait, there were still more than ten days before his birthday, he had already planned all the things he wanted to buy, and went to ask the people in the teacher's door one by one, what to bring.

It was still very early when he was about to leave, Lu Qiwu was still soundly asleep, Xie Fengshu didn't wake up after knocking on the door, so he had to turn to ask others.Xie Xixi was still practicing in the courtyard, Xie Fengshu went up to him and asked: "Are you really not going?"

Xie Xi took the whip away and replied: "No, the world is too noisy."

This person hates crowded places and contact with people, Xie Fengshu is used to it, and asked again: "Then what do you want, I'll bring it back for you?"

"Nothing, just take care of yourself." Xiaoxi glanced at his waist, frowned and said, "Bring your knife."

Xie Fengshu was in high spirits, not affected by him at all, and replied with a smile: "Got it." He went back to the room to get the knife, went to Suiling's residence, and asked her what she wanted to bring.

"Rouge and gouache, silk and satin, is there any snack you want?" Xie Fengshu leaned on the door frame and said a series of words in one breath, "I will bring you back whatever Senior Sister wants."

"I don't want anything." Sui Ling also felt that his little junior brother was sometimes a headache, so he couldn't help but ordered, "It's the first time you go to the world, you must not use spells in front of everyone. When you meet someone you don't know Be careful, don't leave with others easily, come back early after buying something, don't stay too long..."

Xie Fengshu nodded indiscriminately, and quickly replied: "I know, I know." I don't know how much I listened to. "Don't worry, senior sister, I still have Jiang Chen."

It's okay not to mention, a monster and a monk go down the mountain together, what is this called?Sui Ling was even more worried, but Xie Fengshu had already left, and at the same time said loudly: "Don't worry, tell Master, I'm leaving first!"

When he went to Jiang Chen yesterday, he said he was going down the mountain today, and when he got to the temple, the other party was already standing under the Everlasting Spring.

The name Wan Guchun was told to him by Jiang Chen—one day Xie Fengshu was bored, looked under the tree for a long time, and then said: "Why do you have so many flowers in this tree all the time?"

Jiang Chen also looked up at the stacked flowers together with him, and replied: "This Wanguchun tree has been around for 700 years. It blooms every 50 years and withers every 50 years. It is now in flowering season."

If every 50 years starts and every 50 years loses, isn't that a full 100 years?

Xie Fengshu's eyes widened, and he looked at the ancient tree in front of him with great admiration again, and asked again: "Then how many flowers does it have in total?"

Jiang Chen: "..."

As an ancient Buddha, although Jiang Chen seldom showed up later, he also lectured and debated the scriptures for the three thousand Buddhas in the early years. The Buddhist Dharma is unpleasant, but it is far less difficult for him than what Xie Fengshu said.

Monks don't tell lies.Jiang Chen was silent for a long time, and could only answer under Xie Fengshu's eager eyes: "I don't know, no one has been counted."

Fortunately, Xie Fengshu's 3-minute heat passed in a while.

Seeing Jiang Chen, Xie Fengshu showed a relaxed smile, and walked to the other party's side in three steps at a time.

"Let's go down the mountain."

Walking westward from the east corner and crossing two dangerous peaks, there is a town.

The town is not big, but it has all the internal organs.People were coming and going in the market, restaurants, restaurants, teahouses and shops filled the whole street one after another, and there were also hawkers hawking along the road, with high and long voices, which added a lot of excitement.

When Xie Fengshu first came to the world, he felt that his eyesight was not enough, and he turned his head back and forth along the way, fearing that he would miss something, so he almost bumped into the oncoming pedestrians.

Fortunately, Jiang Chen beside him immediately reached out to give him a hand, and pulled him to his side.

Xie Fengshu was looking at the street vendor blowing sugar, and was suddenly dragged away. Turning around, he realized that he was not careful, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and followed Jiang Chen obediently.Jiang Chen didn't care, and just asked, "What do you want to buy?"

Xie Fengshu didn't answer right away, he fumbled in his sleeve, took out a piece of paper, opened it and read it line by line.

"I want to bring some jars of wine to Master, a wooden hairpin to Senior Sister, a birthday gift to Xiaoxi, and my preserved fruit, melon seeds, sugar-fried chestnuts, sweet-scented osmanthus cake..."

Xie Fengshu finished reading that string, and finally ended with the sentence "There is still your pen and ink".

Jiang Chen listened for a long while, and at this moment when he heard himself, his eyebrows moved slightly, and he asked, "Mine?"

"Don't you copy the scriptures every day?" Xie Fengshu replied, "That requires a lot of paper and ink."

Jiang Chen didn't speak.

Xie Fengshu didn't understand Buddhist scriptures, so he was not interested in asking a few words occasionally.Every time I see Jiang Chen copying the scriptures, he always hangs around in boredom, or simply falls asleep on the desk.Just waiting for Jiang Chen to wake him up when the sun was setting and let him go home.

Even so, he could remember to buy pens and ink for himself, which Jiang Chen didn't expect.

But he only said: "Buy it from scratch."

From the street to the end of the street, they went shopping one by one.Xie Fengshu found everything interesting, put down this and picked up another, Jiang Chen was not in a hurry, just watched from the side.

After finally walking around the entire market, the two of them already had so many bags in their hands that they couldn't even carry them. Xie Fengshu was having fun shopping just now, but now he also looked at Jiang Chen with a bitter face.

"It's so heavy, I can't hold it."

Jiang Chen's hands were already full. Buddhism emphasizes the world of mind and taboos showing emotions, but he couldn't help but sighed slightly, looked at Xie Fengshu and said, "Find a place where no one is around."

There were too many people on the street, and the two went round and round, turned left and right, and finally entered a deserted alley.

Xie Fengshu still remembered that Sui Ling told him not to use spells in places where there were people, so he looked around carefully and then used the formula to sweep everything into the Qiankun bag on his sleeve.

He heaved a sigh of relief, looked up at Jiang Chen and said with a smile, "Okay, let's go back."

The two turned back the same way, and now it was approaching dusk, the sunset was shining like gold, Xie Fengshu and Jiang Chen walked with their backs to the setting sun, their shadows intertwined from time to time.

The city gate could already be seen, Xie Fengshu stretched his waist, and sighed: "It turns out that going down the mountain is so tiring."

He paused, then smirked again, "But it's interesting."

"Where is it interesting?"

"There are all of them. The grandfather of the sugar blower, the sister who sells silk and satin, the person who stirs chestnuts, the person who goes shopping, and the person who performs at the street corner, they are all interesting."

His tone was clear and crisp, with obvious hope and eagerness, he really felt that all the people and things in this world, the bustle and sound were interesting.Jiang Chen's eyes fell on his face, remembering that when the gods of the heavens asked him to enter the world to suppress Yinglong, they said that they were worried that Yinglong's demon nature would not be eliminated and would endanger living beings, so he asked him to have mercy on all living beings.

They sat on the altar and refused to come to the human world to take a look. The four words of pity for sentient beings were not as interesting as Xie Fengshu's words.

Jiang Chen looked indifferent, and thought again: I, the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas, have been sitting in Brahma for tens of thousands of years, and the gods and Buddhas in the sky are just as black.

Xie Fengshu noticed his gaze, turned around and asked, "What are you looking at me for?"

Jiang Chen shook his head, and was about to answer "Nothing", when a middle-aged man suddenly rushed out from the alley next to him.

The man's clothes were shabby, it must have not been washed for a long time.He carried a package in his hand, and walked in a hurry, as if he didn't see two people passing by at the entrance of the alley, and bumped into Xie Fengshu.

With such a collision, the package in this person's hand also fell apart, and several stacks of yellow straw paper money burned in the grave fell out.

The paper money was scattered all over the place, Xie Fengshu thought he was not careful again, so he was taken aback, he quickly helped to pick up the paper and asked, "Are you okay?"

The other party didn't even raise his head, let alone answer, he just took back the paper money from Xie Fengshu's hand, bypassed him and hurried to the gate of the city.

The two watched him go away together, Jiang Chen looked away first, then turned around and asked, "Are you all right?"

Xie Fengshu shook his head first, but still frowned.It took him a while to look away from the back, and watched Jiang Chen speak softly.

"That person has a strong demonic aura."