Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

On the dark dirt road in the forest, Li Huowang held a torch and led the others forward.

It was still dark, but they didn't feel any drowsiness because they were still in shock. After all, they had gone through so many things just now, and no one could care about sleeping.

There were some cut horse meat piled up on the donkey cart, which was Li Huowang's only loot besides a few pieces of silver on the robber's corpse.

It's almost there. Let's rest here until dawn. It's not safe to drive at night. Li Huowang gave an order, and soon the torches were stacked together to form a new bonfire.

It's okay to squint if you can't sleep. You have to continue your journey tomorrow. Keep your strength. I'll watch the night.

As the sound of the donkey's hooves and footsteps disappeared, the entire dirt road became quiet again.

Li Huowang, who was sitting by the fire, turned his head and looked towards the road he had just walked. It was pitch black there, and it seemed that the old beggar would not follow if he had not buried all the dead.

Thinking back on what happened just now, Li Huowang couldn't help but feel a little emotional, this place is really messy.

All kinds of messy things are dangerous enough. As the same kind, they don't stick together to keep warm, and they kill each other.

He stabbed the bonfire that was about to go out with his long sword, grabbed the firewood beside him and threw it into it.

As time went by, the scattered people in the woods gradually gathered around Li Huowang's bonfire, and soon several small bonfires gradually rose beside the bonfire.

There were no Lu family members among those who came back, but Li Huowang was not worried at all. When the robbers came out, they were the ones who ran the fastest.

It's no wonder that Lu Zhuangyuan is an old man, no wonder he is such a stingy person, and the animals that pull the cart have to choose horses. He must have considered today's situation long ago.

Time passed little by little, and the sky gradually became brighter. Others began to wake up, roasted horse meat for breakfast, and prepared to start a new journey.

Regardless of whether horse meat is good or not, at least horse meat is meat, which can replenish their physical strength very well.

Just as they were eating, a trembling figure came from behind.

Seeing the appearance of the person coming, Li Huowang let down his vigilance a little. It was the old beggar before, and it seemed that he had buried him all night.

The morning dew wet his tattered monk robe, and he shivered from the cold. He walked a little closer to the campfire, squatted down and curled up into a ball.

Seeing Li Huowang looking at him, the beggar smiled innocently.

Reminiscent of his act of sacrificing his life to save others last night, the hostility in Li Huowang's heart weakened a lot.

Although he thinks that the old beggar is so rotten and kind-hearted that it is not easy to survive in this dangerous world, but no one will reject contact with a good person.

Seeing that Li Huowang handed him a steamed bun, the beggar quickly reached out to take it, chewed and said vaguely: May the Buddha bless you.

Hearing what the other party said, Li Huowang suddenly became interested, Which Buddha is the Buddha you are talking about?

Ah? Isn't Buddha just called Buddha? Who else? There was a trace of confusion in the old beggar's eyes.

Hey, hurry up and eat, it's rare to find someone like you in this world. I hope you didn't lie to me.

How can I lie? I'm a monk, and a monk can't lie. The old beggar said firmly.

You can only recite Amitabha Buddha, and you don't even believe in the Buddha you believe in. What kind of monk are you?

Sun Xiucai said that monks are all bald, so I shaved my head. Tailor Wang said that monks can't beg for wives, so I won't beg for wives! Liu Pu quickly said that monks can't eat meat, so I won't eat meat! And I saw other monks I am shouting Amitabha, then I will learn to shout Amitabha, I have done it, why can’t I be a monk?”

It seemed that the old beggar cared a lot about this aspect, and argued very stubbornly.

Hearing what the other party said, Li Huowang couldn't help laughing. The other party's monk is even more fake than himself as a Taoist priest. But it doesn't mean you are a monk.

The old beggar was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Li Huowang cautiously while holding half a steamed bun. Then what do you think a monk should be like?

Looking at the other party's eyes, Li Huowang opened his mouth, but he couldn't answer the question. The other party's words seemed to have a trace of truth in the stupidity.

For some reason, Li Huowang saw the shadow of Dan Yangzi in him, and insisted on it ignorantly.

I guess you can't read?

How do you know? Are you Taoist priests so good at pinching and counting?

hehe.

Why are you so obsessed with being a monk?

If a monk hadn't saved me, I would have died a long time ago. From that day on, I vowed that I would also be a monk! I must be a good monk!

While talking, Li Huowang watched the Lu family class rushing back from a distance, he patted his buttocks, stood up, and walked over there.

There was no accident on the road, and the old monk followed him all the way. Sometimes he was so hungry that he chewed raw wild vegetables, and Li Huowang would occasionally help him with a bun or two.

After walking like this for more than ten days, a city more magnificent than Jianye appeared in front of Li Huowang, and Xijing City had arrived.

The stretches of green brick city walls are tall and majestic. Standing at the gate of the city and looking up, you will feel a huge sense of oppression.

Is it finally here? Li Huowang was completely relieved when he saw the gate of the city. He was terrified all the way, but fortunately, the scene in the nightmare did not appear.

Master Xiaodao, the inns in Xijing City can't live in disorder, but they are killing people. I'll take you to an inn. It's definitely cheap, Lu Zhuangyuan said, and was about to walk towards the gate of Gaoda City, but was stopped by Li Huowang.

Wait, where is the monk temple you mentioned earlier? Li Huowang asked impatiently, this was the most important purpose of his coming here.

Led by Lu Zhuangyuan, Li Huowang walked towards Zhengde Temple, the most popular place in Xijing City.

Before seeing the temple, Li Huowang smelled the unique sandalwood fragrance of the Buddhist land, and the spacious streets began to be crowded.

Old men, women, adults, children, all kinds of people.

Seeing the stacks of incense sticks in their hands, Li Huowang immediately understood that these people were all going to worship Buddha.

Has the incense in this temple always been so prosperous?

Hearing Li Huowang say this to Lu Zhuangyuan beside him, the pilgrim next to him interjected: Of course, the Bodhisattva in Zhengde Temple is very effective! My daughter-in-law was conceived after begging here once.

Besides, the masters of Zhengde Temple are very nice people. They will distribute porridge to the poor every now and then.

Yes, yes. It is really a blessing to have such a good temple in Xijing City.