Xueba's Resurrection

Chapter 172 Little Monk (13)

A young monk came to Jiangcheng.

The little monk wearing a moon-white monk's robe has red lips and white teeth. He is only thirteen years old and has a very handsome appearance. He really looks like a young gentleman.

"Benefactor, you have a demonic aura..."

In front of the late-night noodle restaurant, the little monk folded his hands together, and stared at the "monkey" Fei Bin with a pair of eyes as black as lacquer. Well, it was a bowl of beef noodles in his hand, and he had already eaten half of the delicious beef noodles.

Since the noodle shop opened late at night, Fei Bin naturally lived a black and white life upside down. He was a little dizzy when he just woke up, and he didn't realize that the little monk had been standing for a long time.

Looking up at the little monk in front of him, Fei Bin swallowed the noodles in his mouth and wiped the red oil soup from the corner of his mouth, not too shocked.

The monkey tattoo he has tattooed, what is it if it is not a demon?
Oto Xiaochuan had already made it clear to him.

And after staying here for more than a month, it is not unusual for the awakened to see each other every day.

"Are you awakened at such a young age?" With a mutter, Fei Bin put down the bowl in his hand and said, "Do you want some noodles, little master?"

"Don't be in a hurry to eat noodles..." After finishing speaking, he swallowed involuntarily, said the Buddha's name in a low voice, and said, "Does the benefactor need the little monk to subdue that monkey?"

"kindness?"

It's impossible for Fei Bin not to be tempted. Yi Xiaochuan drew a big cake for him, but he hasn't completely solved it yet, so he's anxious!

"I still don't need it, my boss has already figured out a way to help me solve it. It won't be long before I can wake up..."

"Oh!"

"Oh what?" Fei Bin picked up the big bowl and sizzled the noodles.

The little monk swallowed hard, looked away from the bowl with great determination, and said, "No wonder this monkey is like this! It's really good! It's much better than the big gray on the mountain..."

"Oh!"

"Oh what?" asked the little monk.

"I burp when I'm full... oh..."

"Oh!" The little monk's eyes were full of little stars, looking delicious.

"...Oh!" Fei Bin looked at the young monk in front of him and asked, "Are you awakened?"

"kindness!"

"Who are you looking for? Where's your lord? Well, where's your master?"

"The little monk came down the mountain to find the benefactor Zhang. Don't worry, can you eat a bowl of noodles by yourself? I will recite the Vajra Prajna Paramita Sutra for the benefactor..."

"You don't need to read the scriptures, just wait, I'll let Mrs. Liu sit down for you, come in and sit..."

The little monk shook his head, clasped his hands together and said, "Don't enter, don't enter, the master will be unhappy."

"Why are you happy or not? My Liu family is very hospitable. You..." Mrs. Liu stopped suddenly, looked at the little monk with serious eyes, and then frowned tightly.

"It's better not to come in! It will scare away tonight's guests...Master, are you fasting?"

"Practitioners, don't be picky about food, eat whatever you want naturally! The female benefactor, the little monk will recite the Sutra of Rebirth a hundred times for the benefactor to eliminate sins and form a good relationship..."

"..."

Fei Bin was puzzled, but Aunt Liu's expression was very bad.

She is a ghost messenger, a ghost in hell who came back to her body, and reciting the Sutra of Rebirth is not a good thing.

At this time, Lao Liu who heard the movement also came out, stared at the young monk for a long time, and said: "Our ghost messengers and Buddhist wells do not interfere with the river water, you are here to provoke trouble?"

"No, no, the little monk came from Mount Jiuhua, looking for benefactor Zhang..."

"Zhang Wei?"

"Well..."

"I'll take you there."

"No hurry, no hurry." After finishing speaking, he looked expectantly at the kitchen of the late night noodle restaurant, where the source of the aroma was.

"Old lady, go downstairs..."

While the little monk was eating noodles, Lao Liu called Yi Xiaochuan: "My lord, an unfathomable monk came to the noodle shop and said he was looking for the group leader...Okay, I've stabilized... ..."

……

From a distance, Yi Xiaochuan took a closer look at the little monk eating noodles with the method of looking at his breath. He was sweating profusely after eating, and whether he ate very happily, as if he hadn't eaten for three days and three nights.

One bowl, two bowls, three bowls...

A large stack of empty bowls had already been piled up on the steps.

This scene, in the eyes of Lao Liu and his wife, is so familiar!
Xiao Yi also ate noodles in the same way that day.

The food intake of awakened people will be greatly increased. You can see that tigers and lions eat meat in nature, but weak sheep eat grass. Why are evolved people so powerful and why are they so different from ordinary people? In a word, he can eat.

Where does the power of awakened people come from?It is not obtained from the process of interaction with heaven and earth.

Eating, drinking, breathing, this is the process of cultivation.Evolvers are also human beings. Humans are like iron and rice or steel. If you don’t eat a meal, you will feel hungry. The essence of the five grains in the food can give people the energy to survive, and breathing can absorb the aura of heaven and earth. This series of processes are inseparable. There is no one in this world who is exempt from the absorption medium function of the internal organs.

The more you eat, the more energy you get after digestion, which can support the daily consumption of a strong body.Some masters who have cultivated to a high level will eat a whole cow for each meal. What's more, they no longer eat ordinary food in the world, and the energy absorbed from whole grains can no longer meet the needs of cultivation. It is called bigu in the mouth.

As for the legends, there are quite a few people who claim to be bigu. Bigu, in a narrow sense, means not eating five grains. In a broad sense, it means not eating food that everyone eats, because those foods have too many impurities and too little energy.

In a word, among awakened people, generally speaking, the more they eat, the stronger their strength will be.

The big guy who can really eat, the old Liu and his wife have seen Yi Xiaochuan's appetite, and later comprehended the "method of eating qi" and devoured the aura directly, which slightly changed the persona of the big stomach king.

Now, this little monk who looks like a little Zhengtai has a terrifying appetite.

Even Wang Chao, who practices martial arts, doesn't have as much appetite as he does!

"Bright luck like the sun, this little monk is very similar to the bald Amon! But..."

Oto Xiaochuan touched his chin, and his gray eyes returned to normal.

He saw the darkness inside the glaring light, and there was something very evil inside the seemingly harmless little monk, and even the idiot "Blood God Son" on his finger also conveyed the message of "Demon Momo".

The pure and incomparably pure little monk looked in the direction of Otokawa suspiciously, and the eyes of the two collided in the air. The little monk put down the big soup bowl in his hand, wiped the oil and water on his mouth with his hand, and slowly stood up.

The monk's clothes shook, and he walked towards Yi Xiaochuan with his short legs. It seemed that the distance he took was not long, but he quickly arrived in front of Xiao Yi, with his hands clasped together, and his immature face looked dignified.

"Benefactor, there is a demon between your fingers..."

Xiao Yi pointed to the short little monk: "Little friend, there is a demon in your heart..."

(End of this chapter)