The Little Monk's Path to Physical Transcendence

The little monk sat down at the table in a daze, watching Hua Manlou and Lu Xiaofeng making fun of each other, he had a strange feeling.

Huamanlou was very different from everyone the little monk had met before, even though the little monk had never met a few people at all.

He looks completely untouched by the dust of the world, only the fragrance of flowers is on his body, the first ray of sunshine in the morning will kiss his face, and all suffering will avoid him.He is like a happy guest in the world, only rejoicing, not sighing.

—but he couldn't see it.

The little monk sat quietly on the chair. This chair was too high for the little monk, and his legs couldn't step on the ground at all.But shaking in the air like this is really not very polite, so the little monk can only sit obediently, not daring to move at all.

Even with such a high chair, the little monk couldn't be like the two adults. He could only stretch his hands on the table and take a bite of the candied haws in his hand from time to time.

What the two adults said was too difficult for him to understand at all, but the young monk was not in a hurry, just sat and watched.

How could he not see it?The little monk thought sadly while looking into Hua Manlou's blank eyes.

The little monk always hopes that everyone can be well.

Hua Manlou was very sensitive to other people's gaze, and accurately caught the source of the gaze, ended the conversation with Lu Xiaofeng in a timely manner, and looked in the direction of the little monk with a smile.

"I still have a lot of snacks like this, do you want to bring them for you?" Hua Manlou is always willing to help others, especially such a small child.

In just a few short sentences, Lu Xiaofeng has already explained the origin of the little monk clearly.Hua Manlou likes to think about things better, but such a young child appeared alone in the mountains and forests, not only without a name, but also without a home, it was hard for him not to think of some cruel things.

The peace in the world is only peaceful on the surface, not only the turmoil in the rivers and lakes, but even the court is not so peaceful, maybe there will be more and more children like this.

Hua Manlou sighed silently in his heart, listening to the sound of the little monk eating, he took back the words he wanted to ask.

If you have any questions, you must ask now. It is more important to let him eat well than those insignificant words.Lu Xiaofeng is not a character who can take good care of a child.

The little monk didn't want to eat it at first, but these snacks are really delicious.

The white and fat yam cake, the peach cake bigger than his face, the sweet-scented osmanthus cake sprinkled with osmanthus syrup, the fluffy and soft jujube cake...everything is a delicate dessert that the little monk has never seen before, and they all exude With a sweet smell, the round candied haws in the hand immediately lost their appeal.

The little monk who was thinking of rejecting was directly stuffed with a piece of jujube cake by Lu Xiaofeng, the aroma of red dates rushed from the mouth to the brain, the soft and chewy texture was too late to chew, how could he think of refusing?

When the little monk came back to his senses, he had already eaten all the jujube cake.

Really fragrant.

He ate everything, there was no point in refusing, the little monk touched his sunken belly, looked at the smiles on Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou's faces, and finally chose to give in.

It's a big deal to split more stones in the future, the little monk thought while eating.

Hearing the little monk's movements getting slower and slower, he counted how many of these snacks had been eaten in his mind, and Hua Manlou reached out to hand over a pot of tea, only to be relieved when he heard the sound of the little monk drinking water.

"What are your plans for that day?" Hua Manlou asked softly.

The little monk looked up from the teacup, somewhat at a loss: "Plan? What plan?"

"It's what you plan to do in the future, is it possible that you still want to become a monk in a temple?" Lu Xiaofeng interjected from the side.

The little monk automatically equated "temple" with "mountain", and immediately shook his head: "Master told me to go down the mountain, and I can't go back to the mountain again."

Hua Manlou followed the little monk's words and asked, "What about Master?"

Even though Huamanlou and Lu Xiaofeng had some suspicions in their hearts, they still had to ask.

Sure enough, the little monk paused for a while before replying: "Master has finished his practice and returned to reincarnation."

Hua Manlou sighed softly, the little monk immediately looked at Hua Manlou vigilantly, and hesitantly asked, "Why are you unhappy?"

He didn't want to see Hua Manlou sighing.

"I'm not unhappy." Hua Manlou didn't know how to explain, "I just heard such news, so I couldn't help but feel sad."

Huamanlou is such a person, he can smile sincerely for the opening of a flower, and he can also be sincerely sad for the death of a stranger.

The little monk seemed to understand, but he still tried hard to think of comforting words: "Master doesn't want you to be sad because of him, he hopes everyone can be happy."

"...Okay." Hua Manlou was startled, a smile appeared on his face, and he said softly, "It would be great if everyone can be happy."

Lu Xiaofeng was not dizzy, and was still thinking about the first question: "Then what is the master asking you to do when he asked you to go down the mountain?"

The little monk was dumbfounded: "Just go down the mountain, and... be a good person?" He hesitated in answering, as if he didn't know whether this answer was right or not.

"Then what kind of person do you think is a good person?" Lu Xiaofeng continued to ask, both he and Hua Manlou had realized that this question was the most critical.

The little monk's eyes sparkled: "The heroes in Master's stories are all good people!"

Even Hua Manlou couldn't help frowning.

Such exhortations are not wrong, especially when the young monk possesses abilities beyond his age, "being a good person" may be the last thought left by the young monk's master.But his age is too young, and his understanding of "good guys" is too dangerous.

But now there are many legends of heroes, and even most children will dream of becoming heroes when they grow up.But in fact, many people will never touch the threshold of entering the rivers and lakes in their lifetime, but the little monk already has the capital to venture into the rivers and lakes.

But his mind cannot support his dreams.

Even if he was a little older, even if he was thirteen or fourteen years old, he could already be considered a half-adult in this age.But he is only eight years old—maybe it is seven years old, after all, the age that the little monk said was estimated by his master. A child of this age...if the parents dote on him, he may still be dragging his nose on the street Are you having fun?

The more critical issue is that if the little monk is allowed to realize his dream, they will probably hear the news that the little monk has lost his opponent within three months.This rivers and lakes are not only bright and bright, and it is not that one can run amok with high martial arts.

Poison/medicine, hidden weapons, endless conspiracies and tricks, and greedy people.

This is the real arena buried under the chivalrous appearance.

But if they try to stop them, I'm afraid it will make the little monk unhappy. After all, for the little monk, the two of them are strangers, so it's better to be safe.

So Hua Manlou thought for a while and asked, "Would you like to stay with me? I live alone, and there are always things I can't take care of on weekdays. If you are willing to stay and help me, that would be great." .”

The little monk agreed very happily, because he came here for this.

Lu Xiaofeng finally breathed a sigh of relief - although the little monk couldn't be more well-behaved, raising a child must not be an easy task.

Now that the discussion has been made, Lu Xiaofeng can also relax for a while.He is used to being at home all over the world, and the only place he can call home is this small building. It is rare to come back at this time, so naturally he has to spend more time.

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The little monk woke up early in the morning.

When he was in the mountains, he got up at dawn to practice exercises every day, and it was time to eat when he finished practicing a set of exercises.In the early years, it was the master who cooked the meals, but later the master became weaker and weaker, so he had to do it all by himself.

In the eyes of the little monk, there is no difference between the current Huamanlou and his master. The master is weak, but Huamanlou is also blind to things. How can he be allowed to cook?

So after the little monk finished practicing a set of exercises, he ran into the kitchen refreshed, intending to see what he could do to feed Huamanlou.

There are not many precious ingredients in the kitchen, but a variety of seasonal vegetables.The young monks are quite confident about vegetables. They can't go down the mountain to buy or go into the mountains to pick them every day. Of course, they have opened up several long fields to grow some food, which can be said to be the best for the young monks.

Naturally, Huamanlou had also woken up, but she didn't stay in the kitchen.Yesterday, I saw that the little monk liked those cakes very much, so after I got up and saw the little monk who was practicing seriously, I couldn't help thinking about going out to buy some cakes and coming back.

You are so thin, you should eat more.

While thinking about this, Hua Manlou packed all the pastries that the child ate a few bites yesterday without hesitation, and when it was time to pay the bill, he found out that he had taken a full three-story large food box to hold it. laughed.

When Hua Manlou came back, he thought that the little monk had just finished his practice, but he didn't expect that the table was already full of porridge and side dishes - pure vegetarian food, without any fishy smell.

Lu Xiaofeng had already left last night, it seemed that there was something urgent.In Lu Xiaofeng's body, it can be said that it is commonplace, so Huamanlou is not surprised at all.

The little monk had just set the dishes and chopsticks when he saw Hua Manlou coming in with a huge food box. The food box was not unusual, but the sweet taste made the little monk jump up.

"It's snacks!" The little monk tried to capture the sweetness that seemed to be absent in the air, and he didn't even care about the food.

Hua Manlou had no choice but to show a serious look: "You can eat snacks only after eating, and don't eat too much. If you only eat snacks, you won't grow taller."

Hearing this, the little monk immediately returned to his seat obediently.Of course he understands this truth, but his master only allows him to eat it once a year on the mountain, but he can eat it every day at the foot of the mountain?

If the little monk was acting coquettishly, Huamanlou would definitely not allow him to eat.But the little monk was so well-behaved, he couldn't bear it anymore, and finally took out a piece of flower-shaped yam cake from the food box, and asked the little monk to eat it as a steamed bun.

Compared with steamed buns, the little monk of course likes yam cakes more, and even eats more actively.

"Stop and don't move! Today I will let you taste the power of Lao Tzu!" An angry shout broke the comfort in the small building, the little monk moved his ears, the chopsticks had been put back on the bowl, and people rushed out following the sound.

I saw a burly man chasing the petite girl in front, the two chased and fled, just like a small building.

The young monk's face was serious, he picked up the pole at hand, and rushed in front of the burly man with a single step, and with another casual move, the big man fell to the ground, still swearing.

The little monk turned a deaf ear to it, and quickly walked two steps to the girl. The girl seemed to be frightened, and her face was slightly distorted.

"Are you okay?" The little monk looked at the person in front of him worriedly.

Shangguan Feiyan hated her to the core, but still forced out a lovely and pitiful expression: "Thank you little young man for helping me, I'm fine, but that thief keeps chasing after me, I don't know if I can ask young young man for a cup of tea Take a rest?"

She watched the child come out of the small building.