Chapter 37 Stay Away

The task this time is to experience life and integrate into the crowd. I haven't fully experienced the life of ordinary people. I can't complete the experience at all and can't go back. From now, it has only been 4 months since I came out, and I haven't experienced the real life, and I don't understand the truth of God's heart, which is not enough at all.

After thinking about it, I suddenly thought of a good place to go.

Didn't the master let himself experience life? Fortunately, he has nothing to do now, pretending to be a poor Taoist priest and walk all the way.

Thinking of this, Bu Yi suddenly remembered the past years, and his interest increased greatly for a while.

This time when he went out, Bu Yi decided to go south.

An ordinary Taoist priest needs a lot of things, such as a mahogany sword, a cover and so on, but he doesn't need clothes. He is a Taoist priest. Naturally, he doesn't need those things that deceive people. He goes south along the Shoushan Mountains. This time he has to go further and goes all the way out of the mountain.

In this way, he set foot on the distant land again.

Cloth clothes walk during the day and practice at night. This walk is three months.

That day, I walked to the foot of a mountain and saw a small village in the distance, with a little smile on my face. People often say that it is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books. Along the way, I saw all kinds of people, listened to them, and saw them doing things. I had a lot of experience in cloth, which once again deepened the image of ordinary people in their hearts.

He hasn't seen the village for several days. Since going south, the village has become less and fewer, and fewer people have seen it. It is located in a mountainous area, and naturally there are few people. Well, as soon as I got out of the mountain, I immediately looked at a small village.

Bu Yi raised his feet and walked to the small village. The more he got to him, the more he felt something was wrong. This village is really quiet.

Walking to the village, I looked around the cloth clothes, and suddenly a trace of ugly eyes appeared in my eyes. The breath here is extremely cold. In broad daylight, the hot sun shines down. When you get here, it doesn't work at all. The village is still chilly. I'm afraid it's not right here.

And, strangely, there are many people in this village, but no one comes out. There is no one on the street, not even children. It is absolutely abnormal here. Is there a monster? That's what the cloth wants.

After thinking about it, he patted his clothes and knocked on the door of a family casually.

"Bumbang",

After a long time, when the cloth was impatient, the door creaked, opened a small crack, and poked out a head. It was a little boy. When the child looked at the cloth, he was shocked and showed a strange look. His head shrank and closed the door again.

The cloth felt inexplicable and knocked on the door of the house again.

He looked and found that the door of this family was bigger than the one just now, and along the way, this one built a brick house, and the others were adobe houses. It can be seen that this family must be a rich man.

This time he became obedient. After knocking on the door, he immediately released his consciousness and leaned out.

Divine consciousness is like an invisible eye, with a panoramic view of everything that can be seen.

There are people in this family, and there are many people. At this moment, in a room, the family is talking sadly. Hearing the sound of knocking on the door, someone suddenly said strangely, "In the broad day, there are still people coming out to walk. Is it a ghost?"

"Ghost, it doesn't come out until night. How can it be during the day? It may be a passer-by." The old man sitting on the head said. Hey, since that happened here, people from ten miles and eight villages dare not come. This man must be a foreigner, or a wandering beggar, Xiao San, go and give him something to eat and tell him to leave quickly.

A young man quickly stood up, answered, and came out carefully. He even opened the door carefully.

When Buyi saw someone coming out, he immediately prepared to say something. This time, he had to figure out what he said.

As soon as the door opened, the mistress was about to speak, but Fu Yi took the lead and said, "The poor road is a Taoist priest who has traveled down the mountain. He has been traveling for a long time. He is really a little tired. Can you settle down with you tonight? Although the cultivation is normal, there are also some means to solve some things that ordinary people can't solve. I see if you are gloomy here. Are there any ghosts coming out for activities at night?"

The boy had a sway face. When he heard the second half of the sentence, his eyes lit up and he looked at the cloth clothes. Suddenly, he was happy. He didn't even close the door. He ran home and shouted as he ran, "Father, there is a Taoist priest. He is a Taoist priest."

In a moment, a serious voice was heard. It was the old man who spoke earlier. "What's the panic? They came all the way here, why don't you invite them in quickly?" After saying that, several footsteps came from a distance.

The cloth is standing at the door, and the old god is there.

Before he came out, the old man asked questions. When he really saw the cloth, his face couldn't help showing disappointment.

"This is the Taoist priest you mentioned. This is obviously a child. Fortunately, I ran out with you. Go, give him something to eat, and ask him to leave quickly. Foreigners are not welcome to stay again!" The old man was furious.

"That's right, Xiao San, do things steadily next time. What can such a child do? It doesn't matter if he is not a Taoist priest or a Taoist priest, how good he can be." There is an older humane next to him.

Seeing this, Bu Yi coughed in a hurry and said, "This father-in-law is from an authentic Taoist sect. He is not a Taoist priest. Don't misunderstand!"

Hearing this sentence, the father-in-law immediately frowned and said to himself, "It's not a Taoist priest of Youfang, but it's worth a try. However, a few days ago, many Taoist priests were invited, which were useless. Can this child ask first?

"You come from Taoism, I don't know which sect it is?" The old man asked tentatively.

Bu Yi was stunned, but he was not a pretentious figure. He smiled faintly and said, "I am a disciple of Shoushan Taoist Temple. Although he is the last student, a few little demons can still clean up."

The old man said "Oh" and his eyes suddenly lit up. He thought for a moment, waved his hand and bowed. "Please, if you have offended me just now, please forgive me. It's not that I, the old man, don't believe you, but that the ghost is really powerful and has killed several people. No, no one dares to go out in broad daylight.

The cloth raised his feet and walked in.

The old man just spoke very contemptuous, but when he heard that he was an authentic Taoist disciple, his attitude immediately changed, but this is also human's normal. His appearance is indeed a little unbelievable.

Even so, the old man is skeptical and lure about the cloth clothes.

After entering, except for the old man, the rest of the people left quickly, leaving only the young man named Mi San.

casually greeted, and the little three went to pour tea. The old man sighed, "This little brother, I see that you have beautiful eyebrows. Compared with people who don't suffer much, the people here are all poor people. I don't know what's bad luck these days, and they have spread such a thing. Hey..."

It can be seen that this old man is also a good man, but he is a little frustrated now.

"A while ago, we went out with four or five people and invited several Taoist priests to come back. They spent a lot of money. As a result, they all disappeared all night. Oh, by the way, they also held ten thousand years of mahogany swords, evil avoidance mirrors and other things, which are very good, but even so, they are not I know where he is going."

The cloth knows what this father-in-law means. Most of the ordinary Taoist priests are scattered in the mountains and fields. They have not been systematically cultivated. Most of them rely on the power of magic weapons to collect ordinary demons. You are gloomy in the daytime here. It must be normal for this monster not to die from ordinary monsters. It's normal that they can't deal with it.

After hearing this, my father-in-law raised his head and took a closer look at the cloth, but he didn't say anything.

At this time, the mistress brought up the tea. Cloth took a sip, frowned, spilled the tea on the ground, and suddenly stood up with a gloomy face. The sip of tea he just drank felt a very strong yin qi, which was hit by his own magic power. Although it was resolved in time, he always felt uncomfortable. This monster is definitely not an ordinary thing.