In the early morning, a faint mist like a tulle and twelve slowly gathered and dispersed on the clear water of Jumo Lake. The sound of the sound from far to near came. A light boat cut through the emerald-like lake water, leaving a undulating ripples, passing through the swaying lotus leaves.

This piece of clear and clear water surface that is dozens of miles long and crisscrossed by the northern border of Dawu Dynasty is known as the northern emerald gemstone. It is next to the natural barrier between the Empire, the Demon Realm and the Feng Xuan Kingdom, the Kunlun Demon Realm where great monsters appear and the Gobi Desert where bandits raged.

"...The lotus leaves are green, the lotus stems are long, the lotus seeds are bitter, the lotus fragrance is fragrant, willow leaves boats, the lake is swollen, white lotus roots and lovers are picked... "

The little girl sitting at the bow of the boat picked a pink lotus, and put her white and tender little hands into the cool lake water outside the boat's side and moved them casually. Her cheeks were like pink, which reflected the lotus flower with crystal dewdrops in her hands. She looked at the lotus leaves that seemed to be connected to the sky and the earth, and sang softly in a tender and beautiful voice, like a young phoenix roaring, which was particularly nice.

The Dawu Dynasty was prosperous, the people were open, and there was no old-fashioned and mean ethical constraints. Even a girl of such a big age could talk about the folk tunes with a "love man", which easily made people think of which girl was not in love.

What's more, on this misty lake, there is no old pious woman who likes a long and long and talkative woman. The girl's singing is like a bird, shuttled back and forth between lotus flowers and lotus leaves.

As a passenger and listener, the young man with a slight smile on his lips, and the little man in front of him is like the words in "The Legend of Love of Lotus", "It comes out of the mud without being stained, and is washed in the clear water without being charming."

Behind him, the little loli's father, the tower-like black man who was shaking the oar, would use his fist as a sand bowl to tell those unruly disciples what it means to "see from a distance but not to be playful".

The young man even maliciously guessed that Zhou Dada, who wrote the famous work of "Love Lotus", may have to change from a professional thief, a thief with no technical content, to express his mouth in words that cannot eat grapes and say that grapes are sour. After setting up a line of Neo-Confucianism, the famous Zhu Zi, the old scattered gray, carried it forward until a great man named Wang Yangming no longer concealed his cover and openly proposed that the heart is not as good as action, and the unity of knowledge and action. Confucianism officially opened the dream skill tree of girls, "Jin Ping Mei", "The Oil Seller Exclusive Courtesan", "Miscellaneous Flirting with Jia Mu's Speaker", "Dream of Red Mansions"... various professional terms such as fairy fighting came into being.

"Brother Xiaobai!"

The girl's singing came to an abrupt end, her eyes looked over like black jade, and her clear voice and soft body were easily pushed down.

Um?!

"Cough, yes! Xiao, Xiaobai?"

The young man felt the style suddenly changed.

What the hell is Xiaobai?

The little loli tilted her head with her hair hanging down and her hair was a little confused, as if she was a little confused.

"Call me brother, or brother of the Li family!"

Of course, the young man would not explain that "Xiaobai" is the exclusive term for a small broken dog raised by a naughty child who likes to show his butt.

"Okay, brother! This flower is for you, brother!"

The little loli was not angry, but was filled with joy. She handed over the lotus in her hand, and the lotus root was upgraded to a lotus on the spot.

In her opinion, the name of brother is naturally closer than that of brother Xiaobai.

The young man was stunned, his expression became weird, and he was actually sent to flowers by a girl. It was so embarrassing that he couldn't say anything.

Girl! The movements are so natural, do you know that you are so flirting with a man?

He laughed dryly and said, "This lotus is the best match for Ying'er, and the human-faced lotus flowers complement each other."

The young man shamefully copied and tampered with it.

A hearty laugh came from behind, and the terrifying lung capacity made the boat shake slightly. The black man with a thorny muscle seemed to mind what happened to his daughter and Li Jialang, a wealthy man in Xiyan Town.

The young man's compliments and father's laughter made the little Loli Yinger seem to realize something, and her cheeks flushed and she lowered her head shyly.

A young man from a fair and clean family with a good family background, which girl in the family will not be able to have a youth?

The laughter fell into the young man's ears, as if a big bad wolf was staring at the little white rabbit, and he was secretly glad in his heart that he was not a casual person, otherwise he would have to compete with the fish and shrimp in the lake for the Olympic swimming gold medal. Just relying on his turtle paddle, it is estimated that the possibility of swimming to the shore is lower than the probability of buying big bull stocks.

"Xiaolang! How could you run to the foot of Kunlun Mountain where monsters appear? Even the most daring hunter dare not go there."

Boss Bai borrowed a question to hide his daughter's shame when she first fell in love. It turned out to be a smart father.

In the past two days, the top wealthy households in the town, Li's slaves and farmers ran around like headless flies. Even the lazy constables followed the county magistrate and the iron chains, searching around with red eyes, as if they didn't look like good people.

In order to find his own traveling San Xiaolang who had been missing for three days, Li Dahu and Li Yuanwai almost tossed the entire Xiyan Town and more than a dozen nearby villages, especially the prosperous flowers of the Li family, which made many people unable to help but feel moved.

Boss Bai, who was not interested in participating, accidentally found that the boat from his neighbor Wang Laoliu's family disappeared, so he guessed that it might have been secretly paddled out by the Li family. He immediately took his daughter and searched along the lake with his own boat.

If you can earn the rewards of the Li family, Ying'er's dowry will be settled. In the future, you will be a good family and you will no longer have to work hard on Jumo Lake with you.

Fortunately, at sunset, the father and daughter found a small boat siding by the lake on the other side of Jumo Lake, carrying the sinking and floating. It was the fish boat that Wang Laoliu lost. However, I don’t know what kind of terrible experience he had encountered. The hull was almost broken and there was no way to carry people. Thank God to be able to support the shore.

Seeing the boat like this, Boss Bai felt nervous and thought that Li's little Lang had encountered an unexpected situation. You should know that the other side of Jumo Lake is the foot of Kunlun Mountain, and it is not surprising that there are human-eating monsters appearing.

With the intention of packing up the corpse for Li's little boy, Boss Bai held up a torch and followed some traces left on the shore. Before he could go far, he saw a young man looking up at the starry sky. When he looked closely, he found that it was Xiaolang that Mr. Li couldn't find.

"Well! This story is a long story. On a night when the wind is dark and windy, I can't see my fingers..."

The little loli Ying'er gradually opened her eyes wide, and the Li family's little Lang began to talk nonsense.

However, the particularly clear moonlight, the vast mountains, caves, stone bowls, and the bowls are only as big as a palm, exquisite as crystal lotus, inexplicable pressure, obscure words and roars... These memory fragments that cannot be connected are constantly appearing in the young man's mind, as if they are absurd and unruly strange dream.

"...A flower and a world, a tree and a floating life, a grass and a heaven, a leaf and a Tathagata, a sand and a bliss, a place and a pure land, a smile and a worldly relationship, a thought and a quiet..."

The chanting of the monks who were upset and chanted far to the lake, interrupting Li Xiaobai's story of Xiaobai's text. The boat carrying the three people gradually approached the lakeside of Xiyan Town at some point.

"Good morning, master!"

Boss Bai put down his oars, stood up at the stern, and the monk singing to the shore respectfully closed his hands.

The white-washed monk's robe was covered with patches like a hundred robes. The ancient monk held a pottery bowl with a mouthless mouth. His beards gradually turned white, his body was thin, but his eyes were extremely energetic, as if he could see through people's hearts.

"Good morning! Master Zhidu!"

Bai Ying'er also stood up and bowed devoutly to the monks on the shore.

I don’t know when it started, but this monk named Zhidu built a thatched hut outside Xiyan Town that could barely block the wind and rain, and since then he fell down.

Every morning, he would carry a pottery bowl and recite Buddhist scriptures to beg for food in the town or nearby villages. Whether it is rice, vegetables, meat, fish, oil, salt or meat, meat or vegetables, only seek food, and not ask for money. No matter how much he earns, he would recite a long scripture to pray for blessings to the donor.

Even if sometimes some naughty naughty kids throw sand, mud, and stones into the pottery bowl like pranks, he will not get angry. He will still recite a short passage of scripture and smile and face it.

After the pottery bowl is filled, it can be served morning and lunch. The monks stop when they are filled. Once noon is over, noon, he will return to his thatched hut and recite the Buddhist scriptures until he is rested at midnight, and continue begging for food without any storm the next day.

It is more of a pious ceremony than begging for food.

Over time, all the people near Xiyan Town met this monk like an ascetic monk and called him Master Zhidu, which became famous for a while.

In simple thatched huts, there are often good men and women who come to visit, worship Buddha and chant scriptures together, but they never charge a grain of rice or penny for incense. They are so plain and pious, and they are saved by themselves and others.

Li Xiaobai does not believe in Buddhism, so he naturally will not pay any tribute, but just give in to him.

The monk slowly stopped, put down the pottery bowl, and gave a gift to the three people on the boat with a smile.

"Namo Amitabha! Three donors are early!"

At this moment, a red carp jumped out of the lake and fell into the boat by chance, falling in front of Li Xiaobai.

Carp are originally a species of leaping, and it is common to be startled by a ship.

Li Xiaobai looked at the monk, then at the red carp struggling and bouncing at the bottom of the boat. He was moved for a moment and reached out to hold the unlucky little fish.

hiss!

A shallow pool of water was accumulated at the bottom of the boat, and tiny duckweed floated on it. However, he didn't expect that there was a wooden thorn hidden under the duckweed, and he accidentally tugged it on his fingertips.

A drop of bright red blood immediately emerged and fell into the water, and was swallowed by the fish's mouth that was unable to open and close.

Li Xiaobai sucked the pierced fingertips indifferently, deliberately avoided the accumulated water, picked up the red carp again, and threw it into the lake water outside the ship.

"Namo Amitabha!"

The monk who saw this scene chanted the Buddha's name again and bowed deeply to the boat.

The rescued red carp wandered around the boat under the water for several times, then quickly shook its tail and went deep into the bottom of the water, disappearing.

"Since you accumulate good deeds, you vow to save sentient beings. The gold and tin in your hand open the door to hell. The pearl in your hand, and the light covers the vast world. In the sound of wisdom, in the auspicious clouds, you will make great proven meritorious masters for the suffering sentient beings in Jambudvipa. Great compassion and great vow, great sage and great compassion..."

He chanted the scriptures taken from the "Sutra of the Original Vow of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva", and the monk held the pottery bowl in the gap and walked away freely.

Swish! ~

A crisp and melodious sound suddenly sounded in my ears, and the sword roared straight into my heart, causing almost all my hair to stand up.

Li Xiaobai, who was striking all over his body, quickly felt that his right palm was hot. He subconsciously raised his hand, but saw a lotus outlined by simple lines appearing in his palm.
Chapter completed!