MTL - My Teacher is Sun Wukong-Chapter 1773 Entering the village

Ananda said: "I am willing."

Buddha said: "For her to become a stone bridge, it is a small love. If you can make a stone bridge for the public, it is a big love."

After listening to the teachings of the Buddha, Ai tried to cultivate the Buddha.

After listening to the story told by Aishwarya, the fat man asked: "Do you not pay attention to the six cleanliness, away from the world, how come there is a love story?"

"The love in Buddhism is love, it is the common life of Pudu." Aishwarya said: "In order to love, you must give up your little love."

"If you say this, I will ask you a question." Xiao Fei said: "Since the Buddha wants to be a sentient being, you must love everyone. Then your parents, your relatives and friends are not one of the members of the public? You Love other people, why not love your parents and relatives?"

Aishwarya thought for a while, and said: "Parents and relatives, in our eyes, are the same as all beings, we all love."

"Severe the relationship with the parents, treat them as strangers, make them sad, when that is also called love?" Xiao Fei said.

"Even my loved ones don't love, talk about how to love all beings?" Dafang said.

Aishwarya was speechless.

On the fourth day, it was the turn of Xiao Fei to tell the story.

"Boss, we want to listen to the follow-up of your story." Fat man said.

"For the follow-up of this story, we have been smashed for three days." Dafang said.

"The follow-up is actually very simple." Xiao Fei said: "That is the female ghost told me that her child was originally a soul. However, the soul of his son was taken away by the old demon of Montenegro, suffering at it, And eternal life can't be super-born. No way, I went to the Montenegro old demon and rescued her son."

"The demon power of Montenegro's old demon has a thousand-year mana. I fought with him for hundreds of rounds before defeating him." Finally, Xiao Fei added.

"Modern society, there are thousands of old ghosts?" the fat man asked strangely.

"Fat, you still don't understand it now?" Dafang said: "The so-called female ghost who lost the child, the old demon of Montenegro, was made by his master, let the boss experience. With the mana of Sun Wukong, what kind of old Can't you get a ghost? Run to the local government and borrow an old ghost."

"It turns out that." The fat man suddenly realized.

......

"Look, there seems to be a village there!" When I arrived at noon, suddenly, Xiao Fei pointed to the depths of the jungle in front, and said with joy.

"There is really a village!"

"Great!"

The fat man and the big die looked up and saw that, in the place covered by the woods, the outline of some houses could be seen faintly. These houses are all wooden and are obviously inhabited.

The two screamed in surprise, and almost excited in the heart wanted to flip dozens of fights.

This is how they have been in the jungle for more than ten days, the first time they saw someone living. Their autism, loneliness, was cured.

I have to say that people need companions.

People, like monkeys, live together. Instead of being like a tiger, one occupies a mountain.

Although Xiao Fei, fat man, and big die are all cultivators, they have not yet lived in the fairyland for a long time, and a fairy occupies a cave house.

"Let's hurry up!" said the fat man.

"After entering the village, first find a family, first charge the phone." Dafang said.

“Even if the villagers here are not hospitable, we will be very happy. After all, they are all human beings, our kind. Not like in the woods, watching the trees and leaves all day, watching wild animals such as antelope squirrel deer.” Fat eager Said.

Before entering the village, I saw a small road leading to the mountain. The path was hidden by the woods and could not be seen in the distance. Since there is a road to look like this village, there is still a relationship with the mountain. It is only a mountain road, not a highway. It also proves that the village and the outside world are not connected.

Not long after, four people and one horse, they came to the village.

The roads in the village are paved with stones and belong to the Bluestone Trail. Most of the houses on both sides are made of wood and built on top of the stone. The roof is covered with thatch, not even a brick house.

"This village should not belong to the Han people?" Xiao Fei asked.

"According to my estimation, it should belong to the Yao village." The fat man said, "In the Yunwushan area, there are four ethnic groups: Han, Tibetan, Yao, and Zhuang. The Yao people belong to the mountain residents and like to build the village at an altitude of more than 1,000. In the depths of the jungle, it is mostly next to the stream at the top of the mountain."

"No wonder we can still meet them in the depths of the mountains. I don't know if there is electricity in this village. If it is not powered, the phone can't be used." Xiao Fei said.

"It must have been powered. I saw the poles just now." The big die said: "If there is no power, it will be troublesome. If there is no power, it means they are very primitive. And the original minority villages, the people inside even the Chinese. I don’t know. There are a lot of strange customs, and outsiders don’t even know. Once you accidentally commit their jealousy, you’re done. You will drive you out and kill you.”

“Will it be like a cannibal?” asked the fat man.

"When you enter someone else's place, don't talk nonsense!" said the big die. "Yao people are very kind, not barbaric, but the premise is that you don't talk."

"Since power is on, it means that they still have modern civilization. Even if there is no complete modern civilization, at least it is a semi-civilized and semi-national." Xiao Fei said.

While talking, I walked in.

Da da da!

The little red horse walked on the bluestone road and made a crisp hoof.

A few outsiders quickly caught the attention of the villagers. A woman in her thirties looked up and looked at them with strange eyes.

The woman's dress is very special, the whole body is bright tie-dyed fabric, the color is blue and white, the pattern is an unknown pattern. Wear a collarless short coat with a waist and a knee-length skirt. Wearing a bracket on the head, towering black cloth, drooping red hat. The hat is a foot high and is a veritable high hat.

She is sitting at her door and spinning there.

Such ancient spinning machines are rare in the 21st century today.

"This beautiful big sister, hello." The fat man walked over with a smile and said passionately. The attitude is very good and the mouth is very sweet.

It seems that he hasn't seen anyone for a long time. Seeing it again today, I feel very friendly when there is no reason.

The women did not speak, just looked at them strangely.

"Excuse me, can you speak Chinese?" the fat man asked again.