Legend of the Cultivation God

With half a cup of tea, Chen Jia's grandmother calmed down. She turned her head naturally to look at the house. There is also a recliner at the entrance of the hall. It is where Chen Ming reads. The eyes of Chen’s grandmother are in the shadows. I saw Chen’s hand holding a roll of ancient books, looking at his eyes and trying to look at him. There is a young bookboy waiting to serve. However, at this time, both of them were like clay sculptures, and they could not move together. One was turning the book, and one hand took the bamboo fan. Mo said that they are, that is, the flame in the small furnace is still under the kettle.

"Big...master?" Chen Jia's grandmother seemed to understand something and hurriedly struggled to get up from the lounge chair. The recliner is able to sway, and the ordinary Chen family will have to rely on the support of the rest of her life. How can she get up in panic?

The man smiled a little, stepped forward, and carefully helped the Chen family to help, and Chen Jia Apo saw the man personally helping, but even feared, hurried to give gifts. The man waved his hand and smiled: "Don't be so polite, you are young, but you are already old. If you are rushing to the old man, the old man will feel uncomfortable!"

Chen Jia's grandmother felt that she had a huge force to stop herself. She simply did not give a gift. She carefully asked: "The master is looking for me... is there anything?"

"Well..." The man nodded. "The old man is named Xiao Hua. You can call the old man Xiao Zhenren. The old man is here to ask you for a thing!"

Speaking of this, Xiao Hua paused and smiled on his face and asked: "I already know what you already know?"

"Xiao Zhenren??" Chen Jia's grandmother is old. She did not hear a word from Xiao Hua. Instead, she cried in amazement. "You... are you the real person?"

Xiao Hua’s glimpse, as if he had thought of something, he took a look at the new one and asked: “The old man doesn’t know what you said Xiaozhen...what is it?”

"Xiao Zhenren, I am talking about the fairy rice!" Chen Jia Apo's face was full of excitement, said, "The rice called Xiaozhenren! Oh. It should be said... Xiaoxian people gave the fairy rice! ”

Chen Jia's words are somewhat unclear, and even some incoherent, but Xiao Hua is clearly heard, he is embarrassed to touch the nose. Nodded: "Well, you are right, I am the real man!"

"Xiao Zhenren, Xiao Zhenren, you are really a living Buddha of Wanjiasheng Buddha!" ​​Chen Jia Apo went up two steps. Pulling Xiaohua’s robes and saying, “Thirty years ago, our Jiangshui Town was devastated. All the rice and grass are withered. If there is no fairy species of Xiaozhen, my children will starve to death! It is a true Guanyin Bodhisattva that saves the suffering and is more compassionate than what Amitabha is..."

After hearing a few words from Chen Jia's grandmother, the emotions subsided slightly. Xiao Hua smiled and said: "Since you know the old man, then things will be easier! You can see. Do you know him?"

Said, Xiao Hua waved his hand, the imprisoned six-eared macaque was smashed out by Xiao Hua, but at this time the six-eared macaque has turned into a hollow look!

"Ah?" Chen Jia's grandmother saw the six-eared macaque. She was shocked first, and her eyes were dark. However, in a moment she hurried back and rushed and then fell down. Don't need Xiao Hua to raise his hand. New and new has been holding Chen Jia's grandmother next to it! The Chen family’s grandmother just stood still, turned her head and looked at the direction of the house. The hatred in her eyes went away. Instead, it gives birth to the color of fear.

"Grass, you are not afraid!" Xiao Hua Wen said, "This beast has been imprisoned by the old man, no longer harm! Today, the old man came to want to tell you the truth, revenge for your aunt!"

"For... for my mother... revenge?" Chen Jia Apo listened. The sturdy figure trembled, and the slightly feared eyes lit up again, and the lips shouted. "But...but my niece's hatred...has already reported it!"

Xiao Hua slightly frowned, thought about it, one finger six-eared macaque said: "Do you say this is really hollow, or fake hollow?"

"This..." Chen Jia Apo slightly hesitated, and looked at Xiao Hua and Xin Xin, biting his teeth. "This is naturally a fake hollow!"

"When you asked you at the time, why did you say that it was really empty?" Xiao Hua naturally knew that Chen Jia's wife would answer this question, or still ask.

"No, Master did not ask me!" Chen Jia's grandmother seems to remember the situation in the past, and replied, "It is the big pig called the ring to ask me!"

Xiao Hua naturally would not care about this detail, but waved: "And no matter who asks, the old man wants to ask you, you know that this is not really short-selling, why do you want to say that he is true?"

"Ha ha ha ..." At this time, Chen Jia's grandmother seems to have thought about it, laughing loudly, "Xiao Zhenren, you are always a god, do not know what the little girl thinks! At that time, the little woman is just a child, basically I don’t know who is a good person and who is a bad person. How dare you say a little girl? Then again, that really kills my aunt, I can’t take revenge for them, and this fake hollow will kill that really hollow. I thank him for being too late, why should he poke him?"

"Hey, why is hatred so boneless?" Xiao Hua sighed. "It’s been nearly 50 years, you seem to have not let go!"

"How can I let go? I used to have a painful mother. Although my home is worn out, I can have everything! That is the afternoon, I met the hollow, and in the morning, my My mother kindly went to give them food, but instead... I was killed by him. I just asked them a few words and killed him. I have changed this life because of this. How can you let me down? "Chen Jia's grandmother seems to have buried this matter in her stomach for a lifetime. Today, she said it quickly, and the tears in her eyes have fallen. "Do you know? Xiaozhen, I am still dreaming! Dreaming of me I was eating the fish that was fried by the mother, and the **** hollows rushed in. A stick killed the mother! Although I couldn’t remember the look of the mother, I can remember the blood of the mother, I remember it clearly. This nightmare, even now I can still dream, how do you let me down?"

"South no Maitreya Buddha..." Xiao Huakou said the Buddha, saying, "In fact, what you see is nothing but the surface!"

Immediately, Xiao Hua said that the truth of the control of the worms was controlled by the heartworm. In the end, "In fact, the roots are the hands and feet of this six-eared macaque. He controls your mother. Going to harm, it’s empty... but it’s just to protect you, you have to shoot!”

"I know!" Out of Xiaohua's expectation, Chen Jia's grandmother replied without hesitation. "I didn't know when I was young. When I grew up, I already understood! My sister-in-law must be a fake hollow. Use it, it was really killed by the hollow!"

"Well, you know it!" Xiao Hua nodded. "Really, the old man sent the old man to protect him, but he was killed by the six-eared macaque. Now that the bliss is over, this conspiracy is revealed. The old man wants to kill him for revenge, but he said that the old man is not qualified to kill him. Under the circumstances, he is qualified to judge his life and death... Only you, so the old man brought him over, you said, the old man should kill him as a hollow Revenge with your niece? Should you let him go?"

Chen Jia Apo was obviously a glimpse. She stared at the six-eared macaque for a moment. There was no pleading in the eyes of the six-eared macaque, and there was no trace of feelings, but Chen’s grandmother looked up at Xiao Huadao: “Of course Let him go, why should he kill him? He helped me to report my **** feud!"

"Ah?" Xiao Hua was amazed. When he knew that the person he was looking for was a scribbled, he already knew the meaning of the six-eared macaque! I thought that the sedge does not know that the six-eared macaque has controlled her own cockroaches with the heartworm, so it is very possible for the sedge to treat the six-eared macaque as a person who avenges herself, and grateful to the six-eared macaque, and let him go! What makes Xiao Hua puzzled is that the sedge of the grass has already known that the six-eared macaque is the singer who killed her, and why did she let her family break?

"Hey, Xiao Zhenren!" Chen Jia's grandmother sighed. "Do you think it is very strange? Why do I know that these six... Six-eared monkeys are the chief culprit in my mother-in-law, but I am grateful. He, don't want him to die?"

"Really!" Xiao Hua nodded and replied with a nose.

Chen Jia's grandmother looked up and looked at the direction of the East China Sea. He whispered: "It's not far from where I lived when I was a child, but I haven't gone back! Even though the masters sent me to the pro-Yangtang Very good, there are food and drink, even in Chen, I am also very good, but all this... seems to be better than the small broken house on the beach! Because there is no mother in this world, even if I go back, I see Not them! So I am afraid to go back..."

Seeing that Chen Jia’s grandmother actually began to recall, Xiao Hua was somewhat bitter, but he did not interrupt her. After all, a tragic childhood has affected the life of this old man!

Fortunately, but for a while, Chen’s grandmother said: “Xiao Zhenren, although I am old, but I am not confused, the six-eared monkey is actually using my mother, but I do not hate him! Because this world Too many intrigues, intrigues and mutual use, the means of six-eared monkeys, compared with these people, it is really nothing! Xiao Zhenren, I have only been to Liangqi County in my life, most of the time in this river town However, my third son is doing business. I just followed him for three years, that is, in this small Jiangshui town, that is, in that short three years, the means I have seen are very strange. This small The town is like this, what about the whole Liangqi County? What about Jingzhou? The whole Tibetan immortal continent? I often tell my son that others... can be used because they have the value of use, if the value of a person’s use is No, then this person does not exist and has no meaning! However, after you have used others, you must give back to others, even if you are fighting, don’t do anything, don’t exhaust Absolutely, because use is common, but it is to do anything to human life! "

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