The little monk returns to the vulgar

Chapter 80
On the official road, a caravan is slowly moving forward.

The weather in July changed as it said, and the road that was considered easy to walk turned into a muddy road after a sudden heavy rain.

The old Zhangtou who led the way was not unhappy, but instead smiled and yelled: "Stop, camp on the side of the road, wait until the mud dries up in the afternoon before leaving."

This caravan travels, and it costs a lot to eat horse chews every day. The people in the caravan should wish to fly to the destination with wings. It is too expensive and unreasonable to stop when it is muddy.

But it was such an unreasonable rule that everyone in the caravan was not surprised at all. Instead, they all showed smiling faces, and they all praised this as a timely rain in their hearts.

Because, Daoran Saint Monk is in their caravan.

This holy monk is not only powerful, but also very approachable. No matter what problems everyone has, he is willing to give advice.

However, because the holy monk is easy to talk, you can't understand the rules. The team leader, Mrs. Bao, said that you can only choose three people to ask the holy monk for advice every day, so as not to disturb the purity of the holy monk.

There are hundreds of people in the caravan, and there are only three places per day. How long do you have to queue up?
It's only a few days' journey from Hangzhou to Suzhou.

Therefore, the sudden heavy rain and the muddy road are considered a good thing by everyone.

It can be delayed for one more day, or three more people can ask the holy monk to guide the maze. Where can such an opportunity be found? They wish they could go on this journey for a year or a half.

Old Zhang Tou fastened the reins and hurried towards the monk's carriage.

It's just that the holy monk's carriage was in the middle, and as soon as Lao Zhangtou arrived, there were already six escorts in front of the caravan.

Old Zhang got angry and scolded: "You bastards, it's my turn!"

When everyone heard it, someone couldn't help laughing and said: "Old Zhang, you are old and slow, who is to blame?"

"Little bastard, I think you were still breastfeeding when I got the name Caoshangfei in the Jianghu! How dare you say I'm slow?!"

Someone else said provocatively: "Hey, it's still blowing up. If you are so good, why did you get mixed up in the caravan as a pathfinder?"

No wonder others look down on him. Old Zhangtou looks like a half-century old man with a stooped figure. He is thin and has no energy. How can anyone believe him if he says he is a martial arts master.

"Hmph, little brat..."

After the old man cursed for a while, the figure had disappeared, and the young fellows only felt a blur in front of them.The stooped and thin old Zhang's head suddenly exploded at an astonishing speed, swaying from left to right, making people dizzy. Before they could react, the belts of the six people's trousers were all disconnected, and their trousers fell off.

"Fuck! This is the only belt I have!"

"Old man, you are shameless!"

……

A small blade fluttered between Lao Zhangtou's fingers, as nimble as a sixth finger, and proudly said to everyone: "Hurry up and get out of the way."

"Why?"

"Yes, obviously we came first!"

Old Zhangtou glanced at their trousers and said with a smile, "You don't want to be seen by the holy monk with your trousers up?"

When everyone heard it, they immediately understood, no wonder the old man cut his waistband, it's really shameful.

They ran away cursing one by one, no matter how unwilling they were, they still didn't dare to ask the holy monk for advice. If the other shopkeeper, Mrs. Bao, knew about it, they probably wouldn't have to continue doing it.

Old Zhangtou proudly walked to the carriage and said respectfully, "Holy Monk, Old Zhangtou asks to see you."

The bamboo curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a pretty little girl came out from inside, and said to Old Zhang, "He hasn't woken up yet."

When the curtain of the car was lifted, such a person came out and said such a sentence, the old Zhangtou didn't know what to say.

This girl looks like a fairy, but behaves like a wild girl. She doesn't even comb her hair, just tie it into a ponytail casually, and she doesn't change her clothes every few days.

It's just very strange, the little girl obviously didn't change her clothes, but she didn't smell much on her body.Old Zhangtou is an old Jianghu, if there is any peculiar smell, he would have already smelled it.

What is even more strange is that this little girl is not afraid of other people's gossip, so she stays in the holy monk's carriage all day long.To be honest, if the people in the caravan had not received the great favor of the holy monk, rumors would have been flying all over the sky by now.

"The villain is waiting outside." Old Zhangtou said politely.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Daoran got out of the carriage and said to the old man: "Old man, don't listen to Xiaoqing's nonsense, the monk is not asleep at all."

After hearing this, Xiaoqing said aggrievedly, "Didn't I want you to sleep a little longer?"

"Then don't pester me to tell me a story." Dao Ran said helplessly.

The little girl said she was here to repay her kindness, but in the end she knew nothing but fighting, and she didn't even know the basic etiquette in getting along with people. She really dared to take off her clothes and sleep in front of Daoran.

Originally, Shenxiu wanted to follow Daoran and realize what sex is, and emptiness is sex. Seeing Xiaoqing's actions, she was so frightened that she rolled and crawled away.Compared with Dao Ran, this concentration is really far behind.

Daoran is also quite helpless, he is not a gentleman, he will definitely not refuse such things as sleeping flowers and sleeping willows, but how can he bully a fool?
Xiaoqing has just turned into a human form, and she doesn't understand human etiquette at all. It would be too scumbag to take advantage of this by herself.So Daoran could only call a stop immediately, and then try to teach Xiaoqing a little bit about the world.

After a few days, Xiaoqing finally understood that girls can't take off their clothes casually, and they can't run to the side of the road to catch a field mouse, and they can't just stuff them in their mouths.

The so-called entertaining, Daoran often likes to tell a little story when he talks about these big principles. As a result, Xiaoqing seems to be a kid who is eating candy for the first time. Passed dryly.

If it weren't for Daoran's good health, he would definitely not be able to get out of bed now.

The old Zhang's face is full of doubts, the holy monk and this fairy-like little girl are telling stories all night without sleep?

If it was another man, Lao Zhangtou wouldn't believe it even if he was beaten to death, but the words of the holy monk...it seems really possible. Lao Zhangtou really can't imagine Dao Ran breaking the precepts. like the Buddha.

Although he really wanted to gossip, Lao Zhangtou understood the priorities of the matter and quickly turned to the topic.

"Holy Monk, the villain has something important to ask the Holy Monk for advice. My mother-in-law has recently become pregnant, can you help me figure out if it's a boy or a girl?"

Daoran pondered for a while, he heard a lot of various difficult and miscellaneous diseases in the past few days, and most of them can be solved by playing the flute.But a monk like him really has nothing to do with such things as having boys and girls.

Seeing Daoran's distressed face, the old Zhangtou grabbed his hand anxiously and said, "Holy Monk, I have already given birth to three losers in a row. My family can't have no offspring."

Daoran can understand this feeling very well, but he is really not Guanyin, and he really has no ability to help give birth to a boy.

Although there is no way to do it, it’s not good to do nothing. Dao Ran thought for a moment, and comforted him: "My little monk’s practice is still shallow, so I’m afraid I won’t be able to count men and women. But I have a method that may help."

"Please ask the holy monk to guide the maze!" Old Zhangtou said excitedly.

"Benefactor, you should know that there are six reincarnations in the world, so whether the child is a boy or a girl is actually destined. This is the karma you planted in your previous life, and the retribution you have in this life.

"My little monk can't figure out whether you, the benefactor, are destined to have a queen, but I see that you have already given birth to three daughters, and you are worried about this all day long, and you are afraid that you are responding to the disaster. This is the disaster you will go through."

Daoran didn't say too much, but the old man already understood what he meant.

Having three girls in a row, the chance of being destined to have no offspring is very high.

"Holy Monk, tell me how to solve it quickly? Is it burning incense or worshiping Buddha, repairing bridges or repairing roads?" Old Zhang's head was sweating from anxiety.

Daoran shook his head and said: "Burning incense and worshiping Buddha, repairing bridges and roads, repairing is the blessing of the next life. You may have many children in the next life, but it will be useless in this life.

"My little monk has a way. Treat your wife and daughter well, especially your daughter. Then maybe you can give birth to a boy."

After hearing this, old Zhangtou asked doubtfully, "What does this have to do with having boys and girls?"

Daoran clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the next time the ghosts come to deliver their son, they will be surprised when they see that you like your daughter so much. This man is destined to suffer from this catastrophe, but how can his family be harmonious instead? That's not okay, you have to Change him to a boy he doesn't like, maybe you will get what you want. This method is called cheating ghosts."

"Is this... is this true?" the old man asked in shock.

Daoran put his finger on his mouth, made a gesture of silence, and warned in a low voice: "The law is not passed on to the six ears. This trick of deceiving ghosts will come out of my mouth and into your ears. You must not let the third person know, otherwise you will be killed." There will be disasters. Moreover, this method needs to be persisted. You can deceive people for a while, and you can deceive ghosts for a lifetime. Treating your family well is also accumulating merits.

The old Zhangtou's expression changed several times, and finally he clasped his hands together and gave a salute: "Thank you, the holy monk, for your guidance."

His stooped body seemed to be straighter, and his walking steps became firmer. Old Zhang thought to himself, this time when he goes back, he should buy some new clothes for the three girls.

Seeing the old man leaving, Xiaoqing asked curiously, "Is it true what you said about lying to ghosts?"

Daoran smiled, and said that he was lying to ghosts, of course it was a lie.Daoran just saw that Lao Zhangtou is very patriarchal, and he probably treats his wife and daughter badly. I hope he can improve his attitude a little.

Just about to explain to Xiaoqing, but saw the system prompt:
[Leaking secrets, violating the precept of lying. 】

[The talent of breaking the precepts is activated, and you get Yuling +1. 】

Wait, leaked the secret?
Daoran put his palms together quickly and said sincerely: "Amitabha, you are so good."

The talent of this precept-breaking monk is stronger than expected.

Probably because it was the first time to reveal the secret of heaven, this time the reward [Ying Ling + 1] is a new attribute that has never been seen before, but before Dao Ran researched it, he suddenly heard someone exclaim: "Dead man! A lot of dead people!"

(End of this chapter)