The Little Monk's Path to Physical Transcendence

Lu Xiaofeng's smile froze.

If he knew the answer was like this, Lu Xiaofeng would never ask.

Too bad he didn't know.

But Lu Xiaofeng is not an ordinary person after all, but after a pause, he returned to normal.

"Then do you want to come with me?" Lu Xiaofeng bent down so that the little monk could see his expression clearly.

It is too dangerous for such a child to be alone outside.

Although he always called himself an asshole, he wasn't really an asshole after all.

Unexpectedly, the little monk refused him without even thinking about it: "No."

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned again: "Why not?"

Although he didn't feel that he should be known by everyone, he was somewhat complacent after all.The little monk clearly knew who he was, so how could he still refuse?Could it be that his reputation has gotten so bad?

The little monk looked at Lu Xiaofeng, and already knew that he was not the ordinary person that his master said, and might even be stronger than himself.The little monk thought, Master let him go down the mountain to make him a good person, and a good person wants to help others, but Lu Xiaofeng doesn't need his help, so why does he still follow Lu Xiaofeng?

So the little monk flatly rejected Lu Xiaofeng: "You are very powerful, you don't need me."

The little monk is determined to be a hero, how could he be caught by a person?

Seeing Lu Xiaofeng's silly expression, the little monk sighed silently, tiptoed and touched Lu Xiaofeng's head: "It's okay, don't be afraid, you are better than them, so you don't need me, I'm going to help What about the others?"

The little monk was dusty and not tall. Except for a bit of flesh on his face, his whole body was thin and thin. It seemed that he had not been well taken care of.But the little monk's hand was hot and soft, patting Lu Xiaofeng's head like a cloud.

This is of course Lu Xiaofeng's perspective. In fact, although the little monk's hands are really hot, they are definitely not soft.

After all, he has to carry water and firewood to practice kung fu every day, and the calluses on the palms of his hands have formed layer after layer. Even if he looks a little tender because of his young age, it is definitely not soft.

But for Lu Xiaofeng, this kind of experience is really novel.No matter how many friends Lu Xiaofeng had, no one would reach out and touch his head—just thinking about it, Lu Xiaofeng felt like he was about to vomit.As for the women he knew, they only wanted to bite him, never to touch his head.

But these are not the point, the point is what the little monk said.

Lu Xiaofeng just went through his mind for a while, and then he understood what the little monk was thinking.I don't know who instilled in the child to make him feel that he is very powerful and needs to help others.But he is obviously a child, why would he have such an idea?

"I have a friend." Lu Xiaofeng thought for a while, and decided to let his good friend Hua Manlou bear the burden together. Hua Manlou would never mind using his affairs to coax a child, especially this child's love for him. There is no concept of danger.

The little monk tilted his head to look at him, and asked, "Do you want to tell me a story?" Lu Xiaofeng's words were exactly the same as the beginning of Master's story.

When the master told the story to the little monk, it also started like this, and said that it was all true things that the master had experienced.But those heroes are so powerful, the master will only tell him not to be lazy in practicing kung fu every day, no matter how you look at it, it is different.So the little monk also understood that a story is just a story and should not be taken seriously.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't know how the little monk connected this sentence with the story, but it didn't prevent him from answering: "If you want to hear the story, you can ask my friend to tell it to you. But he can't see, so I may need your help." help."

The so-called help is of course fake. Hua Manlou moved out from home to prove that he can live well on his own without the help of others.But if you don't make Huamanlou miserable now, how could the little monk be hooked?

Sure enough, when the little monk heard this, he immediately asked, "What's wrong with him?"

A smile flickered on the corner of Lu Xiaofeng's mouth, and he immediately returned to his serious look: "I'll take you to see it, don't you know? There is a saying that 'seeing is believing', I will not lie to you! "

If it were another person, this would obviously be a crime scene of child abduction and trafficking. Fortunately, it was Lu Xiaofeng. If it were another person with evil intentions, with such a deceitful and martial arts child in their hands, I don't know what to do Come.

How does the eight-year-old little monk know the twists and turns, not to mention that the little monk has never been with other people except the master, and only knows that he believes what others say.

So the little monk was really hooked: "Where are you going? Is it far away?"

Although the master told him to go down the mountain, the little monk still didn't want to go too far from the mountain—otherwise, he couldn't walk for a day and a night without getting out of the foot of the mountain.

"It's not far, it's not far, I'll take you there soon." Lu Xiaofeng saw the little monk wavering, and immediately grinned, and the mustache on his mouth moved accordingly.

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Jiangnan.

This is the most prosperous area, and there are endless hawkers along the street, sugar paintings, sugar figurines, shadow puppetry, candied haws...everything makes the little monk stare intently.

Lu Xiaofeng stared at the child's eyes and looked left and right, almost lost sight of it, and couldn't help laughing in his heart - no matter how serious and old-fashioned he was, he was still a child after all.

Such things, without the little monk asking, he can help the little monk pull a big cart, and keep the little monk eating it for a year.

But Lu Xiaofeng was still riding on the horse with the old god on the ground, waiting for the little monk to speak.

Children, who doesn't love these things?But the little monk was a little too obedient, and he never yelled because of the bumps and fatigue along the way.Although it was very worry-free, Lu Xiaofeng felt awkward no matter how he looked at it - most of the children at this age were still leaning in the arms of their parents and acting like a baby, right?

So Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but want to see the little monk rely on him more, but he never succeeded.

Even though Lu Xiaofeng was scratched because he had never ridden a horse before, Lu Xiaofeng waited aside with the golden sore medicine, but the little monk came down to pick some herbs and applied it himself!Not to mention lighting a fire, cooking, collecting water... the little monk can do everything, and there is no need for him!

This time the little monk should be helpless, right?Lu Xiaofeng looked at the young monk's eager eyes, and felt a tinge of complacency in his heart.

Could it be possible that he could make something like this by himself?So give in quickly, as long as you act coquettishly, I can buy you all these things in no time.

—— Unknowingly, Lu Xiaofeng's thinking has become like this. From the beginning, he just wanted the little monk not to be so tense all the time, but now it has become a one-sided rivalry between him. Friends know, I'm afraid I'm going to laugh my ass off.

The little monk was sitting in Lu Xiaofeng's arms, under him was a tall horse he had never seen before, completely unaware of the twists and turns in Lu Xiaofeng's heart.For the little monk, both Lu Xiaofeng and his friend were in need of help, so how could he think of anything else?

The young monk, who had never been asked for help, seriously engraved this matter in his heart, and made up his mind to complete it with great care.

Passing by many interesting stalls along the way, the little monk also heard from the master that everything down the mountain has to be bought with money.The little monk touched his small package, smelled the sweet smell in the air, and swallowed.

The penniless little monk knew there was no other way, so he just took a look. Those stalls sold not only snacks, but also juggling.The little monk sat on the horse, a head taller than the others, and easily saw the person in the middle of the crowd yell and smash a stone slab. The crowd around him immediately applauded, and all kinds of copper coins were scattered all over the floor.

The little monk knew money, even if he never had the opportunity to spend money, but the master would go down the mountain to buy something every once in a while, so he also taught him that money is money.

However, since the master fell ill, all the copper coins in the family disappeared.The little monk never cared about it, the medicinal materials bought at the foot of the mountain were not as good as the ones at the top of the mountain.

Seeing that the man could earn so many coppers just by smashing a stone slab, the little monk couldn't help but feel a little moved.

The little monk was seriously considering the possibility of performing on the street, when he was carried off the horse by the man behind him, before he had time to wonder, he heard Lu Xiaofeng shouting at the stall owner: "I want one of each flavor, wrap more some sugar."

The little monk swallowed.

Master also bought candied haws, which he usually only eats once a year.The little monk once greedily wanted more, but was scolded by his master for being too greedy, so he doubled his homework for the day.

From then on, the little monk knew that good things are rare, a little is enough, wanting more is greedy.

But looking at the candied haws on the haystack, the ripe hawthorn has been pitted, wrapped in a layer of crystal clear syrup, and there is a lot of syrup pulling out a piece of transparent sweetness.The little monk knew that it was the most delicious, but a whole hawthorn mixed with sweet and sour syrup made the little monk's saliva unstoppable.

The little monk closed his eyes, and the red candied haws were still shaking in front of the little monk.

There was a heavy weight on the little monk's head, and a big hand was covering the top of the little monk's bare head.He was startled, and quickly opened his eyes, only to see a bunch of candied haws in front of him.

"Here, I bought a lot. If I can't finish it, I will waste it." The man with two mustaches held a bunch of candied haws, his eyes were full of smiles.

The little monk subconsciously took the bunch of candied haws, flustered.

The little monk has never encountered such a situation, so naturally he doesn't know how to deal with it.

But the little monk thought for a while, tilted his head and promised: "Don't worry, I will return it to you in the future!" The little monk is not stupid, of course he knows that the candied haws are either bought too much and wasted, or just bought for him.

When Lu Xiaofeng heard this, he also said seriously: "Okay, then I'll wait."

The little monk thought about it again, and said firmly: "I will smash the stone slabs on the street, and I won't run away!"

"?" Lu Xiaofeng didn't understand, but seeing the seriousness of the child, he nodded cautiously.

The candied haws were also bought, and the promise might have been fulfilled. The little monk and Lu Xiaofeng were both very satisfied. Holding a candied haws in each hand, they walked into the small building full of flowers.

The little monk's eyes widened, and he even forgot to eat the candied haws.

"This... is this a fairy?" The little monk subconsciously tightened the corner of Lu Xiaofeng's clothes with his empty hands.

The fragrance of flowers in the small building is overflowing, and the four sides are transparent. The sunlight comes in from the outside, wraps around the flowers and the body of the man, and coats everything in the small building with a layer of gold.The birds are singing, the breeze is blowing, and the buildings are full of flowers.

Maybe only the land of bliss in the Buddhist scriptures can match it?The little monk thought blankly.

The man put down the flower scissors in his hand, turned around and smiled: "Lu Xiaofeng, when did you start abducting children?"

Lu Xiaofeng laughed loudly: "Hua Man Lou, you are wrong this time! He is the one who wants to come with me, not me who kidnapped me!"

The gods fell into the world.