Cultivate the ruthless way for him

The two masters and apprentices spent the night in the ruined temple in the mountain, just like 400 years ago.

The difference is that 400 years ago, the little boy who was seriously injured was still wary of the strange monk who fell from the sky, and he was full of fear and confusion about his future life. He didn't sleep well that night in the ruined temple.

But today, Zhaozhao can justifiably instruct Master Cheap to rub her ankles, light a fire, roast rabbits, wash her face and wipe her feet, all while still full of grievances.

He didn't know how he survived these 400 years.

But what about the cheap master, not only forgot him, but also accepted other disciples.

Every time he thinks of this, Zhao Zhao can't help but feel sour and jealous.

Because of counting, when the cheap master accepted Mo Yu to enter the door, he was living a precarious life in the Kirin Palace, holding on to the scales foolishly and begging the master to come back soon.

Little did he know, the master he was thinking of was showing affection with other people.

Xiaolong's skin was delicate, and after being bound with ribbons for so long, there was a not-so-light red mark on his ankle.

Chang Yuan sat cross-legged on the straw in front of the Guanyin statue, grabbed Zhao Zhao's ankle, and gently rubbed it for the young man.The lone moon hangs high above the mountain peak, like a dream and a painting. The moonlight pours into the temple gate, casting a gentle silver light on the dilapidated small temple. Even the statue of Avalokitesvara with only mud tires is replaced by a new one. Clothes come to life.

Zhao Zhaoan quietly let the master rub it, and did not pick any faults, obviously enjoying this moment of tranquility.

Of course he would not forgive cheap master so easily.

But completely ignoring it, he couldn't do it.After all, this is the master he has been waiting for and looking forward to for 400 years.

Zhao Zhao raised his eyes, and secretly looked at Chang Yuan by the moonlight.

After leaving the devil's lair, the aura and majesty that belonged to the God of War came back on Master Cheap's body. His eyebrows and eyes were covered with frost, as if he would never laugh, but at this moment, he lowered his head and lowered his eyes, his black hair hung slightly on his lotus sleeves, and he focused on Rubbing his ankles, there was a gentleness between his eyebrows and eyes that was completely different from the ice and snow around him.

Zhaozhao couldn't help thinking of Zhongzhong, when he was in Shisizhou, where his master and apprentice got along.

At that time, this cheap master looked down on him everywhere, not only let him live in the damp and cold forbidden hall cruelly, close the door to think about his mistakes, and introspect every day, but also always set strict rules for him, lest he go away from the evil spirits. Crooked way.

Although he was at fault first, every time he thinks about those days, he still feels aggrieved.

Zhaozhao felt very comfortable after being massaged. After she was able to stand up, she walked to the Guanyin statue, raised her sleeves, knelt down on the lotus platform, and carefully wiped the cobwebs and dust from the stone statue, and then walked to the ruins. In the middle of the temple, bow respectfully to the statue of Guanyin.

It would be nice if it smelled good.

Zhao Zhao thought in her heart.

It was rare for Zhang Yuan to see the young man so quiet and obedient, leaning on the incense table, staring intently, unable to take his eyes off.

Zhao Zhao had never worshiped Buddha before, and he didn't know what the correct etiquette was, so he followed the most pious and respectful way he knew, and bowed three times and kowtowed nine times to God Guanyin.

Zhang Yuan was thoughtful, took advantage of the gap between the young man kneeling down and praying, got up and walked out of the temple gate, stepped on the moonlight to a nearby cliff, picked a handful of pale pink six-petal spiritual flowers, put them on his sleeve between.

Zhao Zhao prayed for a full moment before getting up, and was about to stand up when suddenly there was a bouquet of light pink flowers in front of him, because they were freshly picked, the petals and stamens were still covered with dewdrops.

A faint fragrance came to the face.

Zhao Zhao's eyes lit up.

"Without incense, it's the same with flowers instead."

Chang Yuan said.

Zhaozhao clasped his palms together, closed his eyes again, and prayed silently for a while, then Fang took the bouquet and respectfully placed it on the lotus platform in front of the Avalokitesvara statue.

The incense case is too broken.

The lotus platform is the place where Avalokitesvara practiced, and it is the closest to the Dharma body of Avalokitesvara. The goddess Avalokitesvara must be able to hear his prayers.

After setting it up, Zhao Zhao asked Zhang Yuan: "How do you know that I want to use incense? Could it be that you overheard me?"

He obviously said it in secret in his heart, how could the cheap master hear it.

Chang Yuan said: "Master, you don't need to listen."

"Master still knows the rules of worshiping Buddha."

Zhao Zhao hummed softly in his heart.

He said that this is his own secret, and it is impossible for others to know, including Master Cheap.

It is naturally impossible for Zhang Yuan to know how, 400 years ago, after leaving Guanyin Village with a small burden, the young man kowtowed more than 180 times in this Guanyin Temple and put his forehead They are all smashed, and I pray to God Guanyin to bless me to reunite with Master as soon as possible.

Going round and round, twists and turns.

Although the world has changed four hundred rounds of spring and autumn, the little boy at that time finally found his master.

From now on, I will never wander alone in the world again.

At night, Zhao Zhao slept on the only straw mat in the temple, while Chang Yuan still sat cross-legged on one side, took off his outer robe, covered the young man, and gently drove away the mosquitoes around him with his lotus sleeves.

In fact, Zhao Zhao did not feel sleepy, but still closed his eyes and fell asleep, enjoying the care of the cheap master with peace of mind.

The next day was a fine sunny day.

Zhaozhao went to the stream to wash his face first, then picked some lotus dew and put it in a porcelain vase for future brewing. When Shehe walked back, Chang Yuan was already standing on the other side of the stream.

A moment later, Zhao Zhao sat on a rock by the stream, obediently letting Chang Yuan comb his hair.

Although Zhaozhao's cultivation base has greatly increased, but at that age, when he transforms into a human form, he will still have a pair of snow-white dragon horns on his head. If he wants to hide it, he can only use special techniques.

This also caused Zhaozhao to only wear his hair loose on weekdays, instead of tying his black hair into a ponytail as before.

Zhaozhao's black hair is very long, hanging down to her waist, and needs to be combed from time to time so as not to look frizzy. Therefore, every time she goes out, Xue Ji will put a rhinoceros horn comb in Xiaolong's pouch.

The weather in central Sichuan was hot, Zhang Yuan still used his sword energy to form a red ribbon, and helped the young man tie all the broken hair scattered on his shoulders behind his head.

After combing the little disciple's hair, Zhang Yuan caught two more fish in the stream and made a simple breakfast - grilled fish.

Zhang Yuan was not good at cooking. Even in Wu Qiuyu's time, he would catch ducks on the shelves, and he mostly made the simplest soups. For more complicated ones, he had to ask Aunt Wang next door for advice.

Therefore, the two fish for breakfast were inevitably burnt.

Zhaozhao mouthed disgust, took out the seasoning jar from his spiritual sac, sprinkled some salt and chili powder, and ate up a fish, leaving only a fish bone.

"You have to keep working hard."

"You are far behind my master in grilling fish."

Zhao Zhao commented.

Zhang Yuan knew that most of the "Master" that the young man said was the newly worshiped Master Lian Huajun, his expression was calm, but his eyebrows couldn't help being a little colder.

Zhaozhao saw it, and purposely annoyed him: "Master just put me on weight, and after being with you for two days, I lost weight again. Look, my stomach has flattened a lot. When Master sees it, he will definitely feel sorry for me."

Zhang Yuan asked: "What does he give you on weekdays?"

Zhaozhao then listed a lot, from flying in the sky to swimming in the water, to running on the ground. "In short, my master will cook a lot of delicious food, as long as you can name it, there is nothing he can't do."

Zhang Yuan silently recorded the names of these dishes in his heart, got up and said, "It's getting late, we should set off."

Zhao Zhao asked, "Where are we going?"

Zhang Yuan's eyebrows and eyes slightly curved: "Guanyin Village."

Zhaozhao was taken aback for a moment, and his heart suddenly jumped.

After 400 years, he has almost forgotten the exact location of Guanyin Village.

These years, I never dared to come back to see it, but also because of fear, the vicissitudes of life, the change of age, the village is no longer there.The only warm place in memory has completely disappeared in the long river of time.

Zhao Zhao was a little nervous: "Are we...really going?"

Zhang Yuan nodded: "Of course."

"Master said that he will take you home."

Zhaozhao's eyes became hot, and he took the initiative to hold Zhang Yuan's hand: "Then let's go there quickly, if it's too late, the village should be closed."

"Of course, I just went back with you because I thought you were pitiful alone. Don't get me wrong."

Zhang Yuan laughed, summoned Chi Xiao, and said, "Okay."

Guanyin Village is located deep in the mountains, and it is not easy to find without the villagers to guide the way, but fortunately, Changyuan Yuanshen has Wu Qiuyu's memory.Back then, Wu Qiuyu had left the village several times to go out to do errands, so she was familiar with the location of the village.

Chi Xiao carried the two of them around and landed outside a village.

It was still early, and on the winding mountain road, only a shepherd boy was riding a bull.

The mountain road is still a familiar mountain road.

The village connected at the end of the mountain road has changed a lot.

Zhang Yuan gave the shepherd boy some spiritual fruits and asked, "Excuse me, is this Guanyin Village?"

"Guanyin Village?"

The shepherd boy happily took the fruit and shook his head: "No, no."

Zhaozhao was stunned, and hurriedly asked, "Where is it if it's not Guanyin Village?"

Has the village really disappeared?

Zhao Zhao's eyes turned red with anxiety.

Here are the most beautiful and warm memories of him and Master, the place he dreamed of countless times in the middle of the night, how can he say that it is gone and it will be gone.

The shepherd boy replied, "Our place is called Qiuyu Village."

"Qiuyu, have you heard of it?"

"My mother said it was the name of a god, and Qiushui is 'Qiuyu' whose bones are made of god jade. Isn't it nice?"

Zhao Zhao was stunned again.

Immediately afterwards, the eyelashes were suddenly covered with a layer of mist.

The corner of Zhang Yuan's mouth curled up, he took the young man's slightly cold hand, and said, "Let's go in and have a look."

The shepherd boy enthusiastically led the two into the village.

In the past 400 years, the former closed villages have been extended in all directions, and many roads leading to the outside of the mountain have been built.A brand-new door archway was also built at the entrance of the village.

Zhang Yuan suddenly asked the shepherd boy, "Can I borrow your cow?"

The shepherd boy readily agreed when he got the delicious spiritual fruit.

Zhang Yuan led the ox, Tong Zhaozhao said: "Sit on it, Master will lead you away."

The shepherd boy saw that Zhaozhao was born with beautiful jade snow, just like the little fairy in the painting, and enthusiastically asked Zhaozhao to sit on it, saying: "Ah Huang is very human, don't worry, with me here, he won't dare to bump you."

Zhao Zhao really sat on it.

Chang Yuan chatted with the shepherd boy: "Where does your family live?"

The shepherd boy showed two small canine teeth, and said, "It's at Wang Fugui's house at the east end of the village, the one next to the Immortal Temple."

"Immortal Temple?"

Zhao Zhao wondered: "Isn't there a Guanyin Temple here?"

The shepherd boy said: "What Guanyin Temple, we only have the Immortal Temple in our village."

Zhaozhao had a vague guess in his heart, and said, "Can you take us to the Immortal Temple?"

The shepherd boy said: "Of course."

After 400 years of changes, the layout of the village has changed a lot, but at the moment in front of the Immortal Temple, Zhao Zhao recognized at a glance that this is the place where he and his master used to live, because there is still a row of dilapidated buildings behind the temple. There is a wooden sign hanging on the thatched cottage with the words "Shenxianju" written on it.

A woman stuck her head out from the gate of the nearby courtyard and called out to the shepherd boy, "Stinky boy, where did you go crazy again, why don't you hurry home and eat!"

The shepherd boy smiled and said to Zhao Zhao: "This is my mother. Although she has a bit of a temper, she is a very nice person."

He raised his arms again and waved to the woman: "Mother, I brought two guests over. They want to see the Immortal Temple."

Although the roads in the village are much smoother, but because it is located deep in the mountains, there are few outsiders visiting on weekdays. The woman rushed over immediately, grabbed the shepherd boy's ear and scolded: "Can you see the temple of the gods casually?! What if you bump into the gods? What to do! You brat, why do you dare to bring such a messy person into the village? I think your skin is itchy again..."

The woman's scolding stopped abruptly.

Because he saw Zhang Yuan standing not far away and Zhao Zhao sitting on the back of a bull in black clothes.

The woman was stunned for a moment, then suddenly her eyes turned red, and she knelt down towards Chang Yuan: "Are you Immortal Wu?"