Chi You, your panda is hanging on the tree again!

The woman looked scared, and leaned against Fourth Master You.

The cub looked at Fourth Master You.

Fourth Master You casually said: "Don't worry, I don't like ugly ones."

woman:"……"

Fourth Master You looked at the woman with a calm expression, as if he hadn't said that she was ugly in public and bluntly just now.

"Two cups of fruit tea first."

The woman responded with a smirk, and left with a stiff face.

The cub looked at the back of the woman leaving, pouted and said, "Actually, that big sister is very pretty."

She is indeed beautiful, but she is so beautiful, why do she have to do something upside-down and make her look so lowly.

The person who served the tea naturally became a well-dressed young man.

The reason why he brought the cub here for dinner was that Fourth Master You actually wanted to take the cub around.

In the outskirts of Z City, there is a branch of Changling Snow Mountain. It is also a rare place that has not been contaminated by industry, and it has a beautiful scenery.

All the way to the north, there are lush bamboo forests.

Fourth Master You stopped the car, and the boy looked at the suspension bridge tens of meters long in front of him, and ran down joyfully, turning his head while running and waving to Fourth Master You.

Fourth Master You followed unhurriedly, seeing the cheering cub, he couldn't help speeding up his pace.

The winding path stretches, and the forest leads to a secluded place.

This is not the best time for bamboo, but looking at the emerald green eyes, it still makes the boy very excited.

The old bamboo farmer passed by with a hoe on his shoulder, looked at the two of them, and didn't bother them. He put down his hoe and leaned against a bamboo, took out a piece of steamed bun and chewed it.

The cub looked at the old man in the short-sleeved brown clothes, and tilted his head slightly. His bright eyes made him look like a young man who came out of the depths of the green bamboo.

The old man looked at the boy's face, and slowed down his chewing of steamed buns.

"Where did ye come from?"

Cub: "He's from the city."

The old man smiled, turned to look at Fourth Master You, and said, "You two look so handsome."

The brat who was praised was naturally happy.

He was dragged by You Siye from Shijie Trail to the north again. When the road was wide, he could vaguely see an ancient temple with red walls that were somewhat dilapidated.

There was only one monk in the ancient temple, who was sitting at the entrance of the temple, with a bowl of vermicelli in clear soup under his feet, and peeling a sprouted garlic head in his hand.

The monk, who was over seventy and eighty years old, watched them from a distance, peeling garlic with his hands without stopping.

The cub looked at Fourth Master You and asked him, "Youyou, what are we doing here?"

Fourth Master You pulled him forward, "Pray to Buddha..."

The monk got up with the bowl and greeted him reluctantly.

This is a place where the Anti-Japanese War has not been disturbed for more than half a point, and it is not suitable for people to be disturbed now.

Seeing the face of the visitor clearly, the monk's face became a little calmer.

"Two patrons."

The cub looked straight at his noodles.

Monk: "There should be half a bowl in the pot."

The cub's eyes lit up, "Can you feed me?"

Monk: "Yes, in the kitchen, I will serve it to the benefactor."

So, the monk and the boy sat down on the red lacquered threshold of the ancient temple with a bowl of noodles and a clove of sprouted garlic, sucking the noodles in the bowls and eating them deliciously.

Fourth Master You looked at the two of them, quite speechless.

The cub is really familiar.

He is acquainted with the old monk. He came to this place once a few years ago.

All the vicissitudes of life, he no longer believes in gods.But once you have what you want in your heart, you always hope that the illusory gods can help you a little bit.

A worthless ancient temple is guarded by only one monk.

Modern monks are different from those in the past. Their wages are much higher than that of white-collar workers, but they are also more secular.

But this old monk is different. Being a monk here is not paid.

Fourth Master You walked to the blurred Buddha statue eroded by rain alone, took out his wallet, and put a large wad of cash prepared in advance in front of him.Then kneel respectfully on the futon in front of the Buddha statue.

Outside……

The cub asked the old monk, "Is there really a Buddha in this world?"

The old monk: "I don't know, I haven't seen it, no, my master said there is. But that happened 200 years ago. Modern people don't believe in it. If there is a Buddha, I'm afraid it will be I'm already hungry and skinny now."

The cub said "oh".

I don't know what Yoyo will ask the Buddha.

When Fourth Master You came out, the boy had already sucked up a bowl of noodles, and didn't even take a bite of the soup in the bowl.

Fourth Master You walked up to him and said, "Let's go back."

Cub nodded...

Seeing that the cub was about to leave, the old monk called out to stop.

"Wait a minute……"

After speaking, the old monk stood up, walked to the back of the Buddha statue, took out a mahogany box, walked to the very front of the boy and handed it over.

"This is up to you."

The cub opened the box, and inside was a brown stone.

Old monk: "This is the relic left by my patriarch after his cremation. If there is really a Buddha in this world, it should be useful to carry this with you."

Fourth Master You: "How much is this?"

The old monk waved his hand, "How can this be calculated with money!"

Fourth Master You took out his mobile phone, scanned the QR code on the painted red wall, and transferred 10 yuan.

The old monk took out his mobile phone from the interlayer of his monk's clothes, checked the amount, and had a good time.

Fourth Master You led the cub away.

The cub held the mahogany box and stared at the relic.

"Yuyou, what is this for?"

Fourth Master You took out the stone from the box, examined it carefully, and found that the relic was actually real.

I heard that the old monk would give this thing to everyone, but I didn't expect that there would be a time when he could take out this real relic.

As far as relics are concerned, their formation is closely related to the practice of the practitioner during his lifetime.

Relics are obtained by a person through the practice of precepts, samadhi, and wisdom, plus one's own great power. They are very rare and precious, and the person who wears them will be protected to some extent.

One hundred thousand is really too little.

Fourth Master You put the relic back.

"Be safe."

Cub: "Then when I go back, I'll put on that rope and put it around Yoyo's neck!"

Fourth Master You smiled, "This is bought to keep you safe."

After returning home, Fourth Master You asked someone to make a silver-wrapped red rope to wrap the relic, then wrapped a rope made of nine strands of black thread around the relic, and made a necklace for the boy to wear around his neck. superior.

Wrapped in silver-red thread, the fingernail-sized relics lined the white and transparent collarbone of the cub.

Fourth Master You pinched the relic on the boy's neck and looked at it for a long time, but in the end he just said: "Take it well in the future, maybe it will be really useful."

Cub nodded...

On this day, the cub was playing with the relic around his neck, lying on the table and earnestly learning to read.

When the knife made a call to the courtyard, the boy answered the call.

"Where is fourth master?" "Going out."

Daozi was about to tell him to call back later, but the cub asked him, "Daodao, where is your home?"

The knife casually gave the address.

The cub let out an "oh" and hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, the boy went upstairs to find a few hundred dollars, kicked them into his pocket, and left the compound.

Taxi, money, everything went smoothly.

The cub stood at the gate of the community and looked inside.

"Uncle..."

The doorman, who was about to fall asleep, flicked his saliva, looked at the cub lying on the window, fixed his eyes for a while, rubbed his eyes, and then stammered and asked him, "What, what's wrong?"

Cub: "Can I go in?"

Uncle doorman: "Yes... No, no, no, who are you looking for?"

Cub: "I'm here to play with a knife."

It was also a coincidence that Ruan Jianmin just came back from buying vegetables, and saw a handsome and outrageous young man standing by the guard, and happened to hear him looking for a knife.

"I'm his father, what are you doing to my son?"

The cub turned his head and looked at Ruan Jianmin, "I'm here to play with him."

Ruan Jianmin approached: "He'll be back in a while, why don't you come in with me and wait for him."

The guard looked at Ruan Jianmin, then at the boy's face, and for some reason thought him together with the trafficker.

Uncle doorman: "Why don't you just let him wait here!"

Ruan Jianmin didn't think too much, "That's just right, I'll wait together too!"

Doorman: "..."

Ruan Jianmin put down the vegetables in his hands, squatted down at the gate of the community, and started chatting with the boy.

"You know my knife?"

The cub nodded, "I know..."

Ruan Jianmin was very happy when he heard it, and felt that his son was really promising.Not only did she kidnap a university professor as a wife, but she also got to know such a beautiful young man. Look, this skill is amazing!

People who go in and out of the community can't help but look at this side, and people who are familiar with Ruan Jianmin or the doorman also come here under the guise of chatting, and in the end it becomes lively, regardless of whether they recognize it or not. We know each other, and they all come over to chat, asking this and that, how lively it is.

Ruan Jianmin: "This kid, a friend my son made, came to play with my son."

Auntie: "It looks like you're not very old, and it's about the same age as my daughter. Hey, young man, are you married?"

In less than half an hour, there were already a hundred people standing at the door.

Huizi, who came with Daozi, looked at the group of noisy people at the gate of the community, and thought something had happened.

They didn't intend to be nosy, they were planning to walk over directly, and they didn't know who yelled.

"Old Ruan, your son is back!"

Knife turned sideways, and saw the people on the third floor and the third floor get out of the way, and the ones squatting in the middle were his father and his son.

The knife froze in place.

Huizi: "I'll go, who is that squatting with your father?"

The knife moved its throat and asked, "What are you all doing here?"

Everyone: "Wait for you to come back."

The cub looked at the knife and stood up.

"I'm here to play with you."