Heaven and the world

Updated: 2013-02-06

Tang Xiang looked at the little monk suspiciously, and said embarrassingly after a while: "I don't even have any money on me, let alone any treasures!"

The little monk was puzzled and said: "Big sister, don't you know the rules of my master?"

Tang Xiang said: "Little master, what other rules does the master have?"

The little monk sighed: "At my master's booth, as long as someone picks up the treasure on the table, it must be exchanged with treasures of the same value."

Tang Xiang whispered: "But, I don't have any treasure on me."

The little monk nodded and said: "You have said this sentence several times. Since you don't have a treasure, I can only take you to guard the "medicine" garden for my master!"

Tang Xiang timidly said: "Little master, I just picked it up and looked at it, why should I be treated so unfairly?"

The little monk said in a deep voice, "Fairness? Big sister, you are really joking. There is no justice in this world!"

Tang Xiang begged: "Little master, I really mean it, just let me go this time. I promise you, I will never do it again in the future."

The little monk shook his head and said, "Big Sister, if I let you go this time, more people will take things from the table next time. This is the rule set by my master, and there is absolutely no flexibility!"

Tang Xiang looked very frightened. She looked at Liu Feng helplessly, with tears in her eyes, as if they were about to fall at any moment.Liu Feng sighed in his heart, and then asked in a deep voice: "This little master, what kind of treasure can be equal to this spirit grass?"

The little monk turned his head to look at Liu Feng, and said with a chuckle: "This big brother, my master said it, no, no!"

Liu Feng said suspiciously: "I can't say it! What does this mean? Could it be that we can't say it, or let us say it ourselves?"

The little monk pointed at the table and said with a smile: "Brother, you just need to put things on the table that you think are of equal value. If the things you put on don't fall off, then naturally they can be exchanged."

Liu Feng nodded, and said with a calm smile: "Little master, you should have said it earlier! It made us nervous."

Tang Xiang also smiled, but then his face changed, and he said with some distress: "Liu Feng, what if he is never satisfied with this table!"

Liu Feng was taken aback for a moment, and said hesitantly, "Isn't it, is this table so powerful?"

The little monk laughed and said: "Big sister is still smarter. Our table is a half-step fairy artifact. Big brother, you have to think about it. If there is no treasure of the same value, our table, He won't charge it."

Tang Xiang couldn't help yelling: "Little master, maybe the master is too bad, if the table is not satisfied all the time, don't we have to take out all the things on us!"

The little monk smiled honestly and said: "Big sister, my master is a good person who is deceived by children. If you don't believe it, you can ask other buyers and sellers around here."

Liu Feng felt depressed. Things in this world are really rare. If you set up a stall at random, there are so many Taoisms in it, and you really learned a lot.After pondering for a moment, Liu Feng also didn't want to see Tang Xiang being punished. After all, Tang Xiang contributed a lot to the reason why he was able to enter Shushan.Sighing softly, Liu Feng nodded and said: "Okay, since it is impossible to say that the master has this rule, then we are naturally not good at destroying it. Little master, we are willing to try to see if there is such a fairy weapon on our body that adults can see." on things."

The little monk smiled slightly, and Tang Xiang tugged at the corner of Liu Feng's clothes nervously.Liu Feng nodded to her comfortingly, and took the spiritual herb from Tang Xiang's hand.

Holding the spirit grass in his hand, Liu Feng was slightly taken aback. This seemingly miraculous spirit grass didn't have any breath in it, and its vitality had been cut off.Vigorously shaking the spirit grass a few times, Liu Feng found out that this spirit grass had been set up in a small phantom array. He felt a little angry, and Liu Feng looked at the little monk sharply. [

The little monk shrugged innocently, then spread his hands, with the expression that you can figure out what to do with your clothes.

"Little brother, this is not a spiritual grass at all, but a dead branch. Counting, you are already No. 20 nine people who have been fooled." Not far behind, an old man with a gourd in his hand, Leaning on a tall boulder, he took a sip of the fine wine from the gourd, and then stuffed a piece of chicken leg in his left hand into his mouth.

Tang Xiangxiang said to the little monk, "little guy, I thought you were doing legitimate business, but I never thought that what you did was such a black heart!"

The little monk laughed and said, "Amitabha, big sister, you really don't understand the rules. Our booth has always been like this. If you don't take the treasure on the table, nothing will happen!"

Tang Xiang said angrily: "Even if I don't take it, other people won't take it. You people, your conscience is really eaten by dogs!"

The little monk smiled and said: "Big sister, as long as you don't take it, then what else does it matter to you if someone else takes it!"

Tang Xiang was speechless for a while, and still said angrily: "It's wrong for you to behave like this. Little guy, you go and call the old monk who can't be said, and this girl will argue with him!"

The little monk smiled and said: "Big sister, I am talking to you in a friendly voice now, you should not be used by some people with ulterior motives! Hehe, my master's rules have always been like this. If you think about it carefully, if you The owner of this city does not agree with what the teacher did, so why can the teacher be able to set up a stall here for nearly 200 years!"

Liu Feng and Tang Xiang looked at each other. Although the little monk's words were a little too far-fetched, the owner of the city did not interfere too much. What is the reason for this?

"It's not like you can't use force to suppress people. The masters of the older generation of the master of the city have all gone to the top of Shushan Mountain, so you can't challenge Yincheng's masters, big and small. If it is not his opponent, who dares to stand up?" Come out and speak!" The old man who was drinking spit out the chicken bone in his mouth, took another sip of the wine, and then interrupted.

Liu Feng took a little look at the old man, and found that the old man had a rosy nose, which seemed to be the result of long-term drinking.He was wearing a tattered Taoist robe, with a dilapidated sword stuck obliquely on his back, looking as wretched as possible.

Tang Xiang frowned slightly and said, "Threatening with force is not an act of a master."

The old man applauded and said with a smile: "The girl is right. I have never been used to such a person. He thinks he has some strength, so he deceives him everywhere. What is even more infuriating is that he is obviously a monk, but he drinks and eats. The meat is complete!"

The little monk smiled awkwardly: "My master is a profound Buddhist, and he has already realized the true meaning of Buddhism. As the saying goes, the Buddha sits on his heart, and the wine and meat pass through his intestines. This is the truth."

Liu Feng said: "Little master, your family's reasoning is really a bit strange. It is said that the master is an expert in the early Ming Dynasty. Can you contact us for us? I really want to talk about the reasoning with him."

The old man smiled and waved his hands and said, "Little friend, if you can't make sense with me, I think it's a bit confusing!"

Tang Xiang asked suspiciously: "Why, can't it be said that he is an unreasonable old monk?"

The little monk said with a smile: "Big sister, my master can be reasonable."

The old man nodded and said: "The wine and meat monk is reasonable, but he usually uses his fists to reason with others. In my impression, he can't say that he is only in front of one person, and he uses his mouth to reason. But it's really funny to think about it. !Even if you use your mouth to reason, you are still no match for that person."

The little monk said in surprise: "Uncle Zhang, that's not right, why have I never heard of it from Master?"

Liu Feng also asked curiously: "Senior, I don't know who is the master who can make the master reason clearly?"

All the people calmed down, looking at the old man one by one, wanting to listen to the old stories of the old man, to see who the hell is, and it can even make that crooked Buddhist feel aggrieved. [

The old man showed a look of nostalgia, and said sadly: "In the late Song and early Ming Dynasties, there were only a few people who were famous. Who else can do it except Cheng Yigong! "

"Sincerity?" Liu Feng was taken aback, he didn't expect that this inconspicuous old man was also an old antique.

"That's right, it's Liu Ji and Liu Bowen. It's said that he's as good as a god, but it seems that in the end, he didn't even count his own life and death. After all, it's a bit exaggerated!" The old man stood up slowly, He casually patted the tattered Taoist robe on his body, looked at Liu Feng with a strange expression and said with a smile: "Little friend, what realm have you reached now?"

Liu Feng said: "Senior, do you mean something by what you said?"

The old man nodded and said, "You look like an old friend of mine!"

Tang Xiang chuckled and said, "Old man, you don't think that Liu Feng is also a character from which era you bought?"

The old man shook his head and said: "Naturally it can't be. This little friend is full of energy and blood. Old guys like us are already going downhill!" The old man sighed lightly, hung the gourd around his waist, and walked out the crowd.

Looking at the old man's leaving back, Liu Feng pondered and said, "It's strange, why does this person look so familiar to me!"

The little monk smiled and said, "Big brother, haven't you even heard of the sloppy Taoist?"

Liu Feng was startled, and thoughtfully said: "Sloppy Taoist, could it be that he is the legendary Zhang Sanfeng, the layman Sanfeng who founded the Wudang School?"

The little monk laughed and said, "Except for this, who else would dare to call himself a sloppy Taoist?"