Chapter 7 Changning Courtyard

"Who are you?" I half raised my head and looked at the old monk with one hand, and I felt a sense of peace in my heart.

"It's a predestined person, and the old name is 'bitter'." After saying that, the old monk bent down and picked me up.

I fell in his arms and looked at the green cypress in the middle of the mountain. I heard the wooden fish, and the Sanskrit sound was clear. I know he is a monk in the earthen temple, but last night there was such a big fire in front of the mountain gate that no one came out. Why did he still look like nothing this morning?

The old monk took me to the temple gate and looked at the three comfortable seal characters on the door - Changningyuan. Before he opened the door, a little monk in his twenties rushed out of the door. When he saw me first, he was stunned, and then his eyes became anxious and said to the hard reading, "Master, why did you bring him back? This..."

"Don't talk too much, open the door quickly." Sudu said to the little monk.

The little monk shook his head and sighed bitterly, glanced at me, took me from the bitterness again, and ran to a hut on his back. I looked at this temple and counted the person who carried me on my back. There were three little monks, but without exception, they all looked anxious when they saw me. One by one, they stopped chanting and stood up to see me enter the hut.

The little monk put me in a **, shook his head and went out. I don't understand why everyone wants to see me like a plague. I don't know whether this temple doesn't want to accept outsiders or me.

I was secretly puzzled, but I saw the bitterness push the door into the room, closed the door with my backhand, sat at the head of the bed, with a smile on my face, and said to me slowly, "Don't care about the little benefactor, they are the poor monks - holding the precepts..."

"Where is this?" I ask about the bitterness.

"Tianping Mountain, Changning Courtyard." Suffering slowly replied.

I was shocked. I didn't expect that I would run to Tianping Mountain unconsciously and hurriedly asked, "How far is this Taihu Lake?"

"It can be there in half a day." He replied bitterly.

I scolded my mother secretly. This time, where did the fourth uncle and Xuanqing find me to go? Before I could think about it, they stood up and held my thighs with both hands and suddenly raised them up. A crisp sound came. I shouted in pain and half sat up.

I was about to complain, but I suddenly realized that there was pain in my thigh. I slowly raised my right leg, and there was no feeling of numbness.

It's really cruel to scold Li Guang. He must have removed my leg bones. If the old monk hadn't picked him up in time, I'm afraid he would have lived on crutches for the rest of his life.

Thinking of this, I hurriedly thanked him, but seeing that he was rich and broad-faced, the "Peeping the Book of Heaven" said that if he was born with such a face, he would be the ruler of the temple. How could he succumb to this Changningyuan?

But what puzzled me more was that the giant python was attached to everyone last night, and how could he not listen to it? These six could be poured out, so I asked him, "Master Sudu, didn't you see the giant python last night? Why do you look like nothing happened?"

He smiled bitterly and said to me, "It's all cause and effect. It was because of this python that he stayed here and built this Changning courtyard."

The bitterness led me out of the temple, but I didn't see his disciples. He pointed to a cave in the back mountain and talked about the python.

In the morning of early summer, this small village near the mountain was extremely quiet. Most of them had not yet got up, but they heard the shout of a little boy. He took a branch in his hand, rubbed his eyes, and drove the old cattle to the mountain boredly.

He was 13 years old, but he had released cattle for five years. He was familiar with every tree on the mountain, knew where the grass was fat, and which pool of dung was pulled by his own cattle. But every time he went out to herd cattle, his mother told him not to go near the cave on the cradle slope of the back mountain, because people and livestock often disappeared there. Gradually, the villagers regarded it as a forbidden place.

But the little boy doesn't care, because only the grass there is the fattest and the flatest terrain. If he is lucky, he can fly there for a while, which is not pleasant.

On this day, as usual, the little boy drove the cow there and lay on the grass secretly, thinking, "If only I could fly a little longer!" It's similar to immortals.

But what has always puzzled the boy is that his scalper eats fat grass every day, so why doesn't it grow fat? He looked at the old scalp and bones and shook his head.

A cool breeze blew, and the little boy shouted and stood up. He knew that every time such a wind blew, he could fly far away.

The old scalper suddenly raised his head, opened his four hoofs, and shouted twice. Suddenly, a huge suction sucked the little boy into the air and slowly drifted towards the cave on the half-stone cliff, but every time he floated to the mouth of the cave, he would fall for no reason. He wanted to climb in several times to see what was going on, but the cave was so high that several attempts failed.

In the evening, the little boy hummed a little song and drove the cow home. But the child's mother frowned and looked at the thin child day by day, and her heart became more and more anxious.

The mother asked the reason, and the little boy did not hide it, saying that he was an immortal every day and was beautiful. How could he suddenly lose weight?

The child's mother was shocked when she heard this. She didn't expect her child to go there to herd cattle every day. This is still good. She has long heard of the goblin. The child must have been sucked by the goblin to be so thin and weak.

The next morning, the child's mother ran to the village head's house and asked the village head to give him an idea. The village head was also surprised to hear this and asked her to go to the town to find Mr. Yin and Yang to see if she could get rid of the snake spirit.

She did not dare to delay. On the same day, she found the very famous Mr. Yinyang in the town, hoping that he could save her child, but before Mr. Yinyang finished speaking, he only heard the word 'cradle slope' and shook his head urgently.

Coincidentally, I was just in time to go down the mountain. Passing by, I saw a woman covering her face and crying on the street corner, so I came forward to ask. At first glance, the child's mother is a monk, and she will definitely do it twice. Maybe she can save her child.

"Master, save my child..." The child's mother knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.

Yamamoto was suffering to promote Buddhism. Hearing that this person was in trouble, he hurriedly helped her up and asked, "What is it that made the donor so sad?"

After hearing this, the child's mother immediately stopped crying, wiped her tears, and said to the bitterness, "My child is so, and so... In the past two days, his eyes are dark, and his eyes are about to die."

I was also shocked after listening to the bitterness. Listening to her story, the python is extremely cultivated and can absorb people's blood through the air, but now I can't worry much. Saving lives is better than building a seven-level buoy. He read a Buddha's name and followed the woman into the village.

I suffered from the woman's house and saw a child sitting on a wooden stool, looking into the distance. After watching the bitterness, he was shocked. Seeing that the child's eyes were deep and his face was dark. Obviously, most of the blood was sucked away by the python. If there were two more times, he might even be sucked into the hole by the python.