"Amitabha." Fa Hai recited the Buddha's name, "Although these disciples of the poor monk have strange looks, they have a righteous heart. Now they follow the poor monk to practice the righteous way. I don't have to be afraid."

Fahai's words had a Buddhist rhyme, and when they reached the ears of the old man, they had already calmed his emotions.

The Buddha said that it has the effect of calming the mind.

Not to mention an eminent monk like Fahai.

The father-in-law invited the master and disciples into his home and called the old woman to entertain them together.

Bajie and Wujing bowed and returned, and everyone followed them into the hall.

"What taboos do the elders have? Let me prepare some fast food." The old man looked at the sky and said, "It's still early now. If it's late... I won't dare to go out."

"It doesn't matter." Bajie, who came in from behind, smiled and said, "You also saw the stove I carried with me, Old Zhu. We masters and disciples never ask for alms."

Besides, their masters and disciples are not penniless. Every time they pass through a big city or small town, they always have to buy some... In the past, it was not easy to carry rice and noodles with you, so you had to buy less... But now there are

Human race bag... When Bajie is about to go to the next city, he should do some shopping so that he won't have to worry about food in the future.

After listening to Bajie's words, the old man looked at Bajie's appearance. Even with Master Tripitaka and Xiao Bailong as guarantees, he still felt guilty... Even if he is not a monster, if such a strong man has evil intentions,

How can the two of them resist?

Fortunately, my family is poor and there is nothing to be robbed...

And goblins have always preferred not to eat old guys like them...they like children and women with delicate skin and tender flesh the most.

Thinking of this, the old man thought of the stove Bajie mentioned again, and an idea appeared in his mind, which made him even more fearful... Could this pig demon have captured someone and cooked it on the spot?

My father-in-law can't hide things in his heart. Even if he doesn't show anything on his face, he can't hide it from Fahai.

Seeing him looking panicked at this moment, Fahai recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, Bajie... go borrow the stove to make some food."

"The old benefactor is relieved that the second disciple, the poor monk, has a good appetite and good craftsmanship... I will ask the two elders to try it later."

"Hey, hey, hey." The old man agreed, but his eyes still followed him involuntarily. When he saw Bajie taking out rice noodles and some wild vegetable seasonings from the suitcase, he breathed a sigh of relief.

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"May I ask the old benefactor's name?" Fahai asked politely.

"The old man's surname is Li." Old man Li quickly put his hands together and replied to the holy monk.

"Oh." Fahai nodded and said, "I guess your village is Lijiazhuang?"

"No, no, no." Old Man Li shook his head repeatedly, "This is Tuoluozhuang, and I am the only one with the surname Li..."

"I see."

Generally speaking, most of the villagers in a village have a surname, and then the place is named after the surname, such as Gaolaozhuang, Jiajiazhuang, etc.——

But I didn't expect that the only family in the village with the surname Li would be found by their master and apprentice, and almost caused a misunderstanding.

Perhaps it was this little episode that finally allowed Old Man Li to calm down.

"Just now, my father-in-law said that it is not appropriate to go west." The great sage came close to my father-in-law and asked, "I wonder what you mean?"

"This is Xiaoxitian. If you go to Daxitian, it will be a long way. It is difficult to go on the road... Even if we go further from here, it will be difficult." Old Man Li pointed to the west with a sad look on his face. : "More than thirty miles west of my village, there is a rare persimmon tree. The name of the mountain is Qijue... This mountain path passes for 800 miles, and the mountains are full of persimmon fruits. There is an old saying that there are seven persimmon trees: one is to increase longevity, and the other is to increase longevity. Two are overcast, three are without bird's nests, four are without insects, five are frosty leaves to play with, six are fruitful, and seven have fat branches and leaves, hence the name Qijue Mountain."

"Because our land is vast and sparsely populated, no one has ever walked in the deep mountains. Every year, ripe persimmons fall on the road, filling up all the mountain paths; and they are covered with rain, dew, snow, frost, and mildew in the summer, making the road filthy. Therefore, our place is It is commonly known as Xishitong. But when the west wind blows, there is a foul smell..."

"It's another eight-hundred-mile mountain." The Great Sage said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. If it's just the danger of the mountains and rivers, it can't stop us... Even if there is some stench, I, Old Sun, will take care of it for you. I’ll give you a green mountain in return.”

"Young elder, you don't dare to speak big words." Old Man Li naturally did not believe what the Great Sage said, and then said to Master Sanzang: "If it is just like this, then that's it... But there is a monster in the mountain who has great magical powers."

monster!

Finally got to the point!

"Amitabha." Fahai recited the Dharma name and said to Old Man Li: "I think the old donor must have said before that he did not dare to go out after nightfall. Is it because of this monster?"

"No!" Old Li Hanton hissed: "All of us in Zhuangzi are frightened by that monster! At night, no one dares to go out!"

"Tell me, what kind of monster is it?" The great sage couldn't wait.
Chapter completed!