You, a monster, still want to travel to the West?

By the time we walked into the two streets, most of the crowd who came to watch the excitement had dispersed.

When they stepped out of the city gate, the only ones left in the group were Monk Jin Guang, the woman, Qing Xin, and Xia Zhiming on her shoulder.

Along the way, Monk Jin Guang did not urge them, and the woman just smiled and guided the way, all the way to a small village outside the city.

Until a slightly dilapidated green-tiled house appeared in front of everyone not far away, but the monk Jin Guang stood where he was and did not move forward.

"Master, why don't you go?" the woman asked with a chuckle.

"Amitabha..." The monk Jin Guang looked at the female donor in front of him steadily, then chanted the Buddha's name, put his hands together and bowed, then he took the initiative to walk up.

Behind them, Xia Zhiming watched the scene quietly, but Qingxin suddenly asked:

"Zhi Ming?"

"how?"

"Is that the monk's house?"

"I think so."

When the group stood in front of the green-tiled house, they saw Monk Jin Guang knocking on the door with trembling hands.

After a while——

squeak~

Inside, a man dressed in a blue robe and like a scholar opened the door. After looking around, his eyes lit up when he saw the woman!

Xia Zhiming watched this scene and almost lost control of his lips. Fortunately, Monk Jin Guang spoke first: "Donor, I am Jin Guang..."

The scholar turned his head sharply, then quickly grabbed Monk Jin Guang's hand and shouted excitedly, "Third Uncle! Don't talk too much, come in! Come in!"

Having said that, the scholar stopped looking at the beauty and directly pulled Monk Jin Guang into the house and closed the door.

At this time, the woman at the door and Qingxin exchanged a glance, and then the woman smiled and said, "Little Taoist priest, what are you doing following me?"

The silly girl was not stupid. She knew she had met a senior, so she had to bow and didn't dare to say much.

Xia Zhiming, looking at the situation, decided not to play dumb with the girl anymore. He raised his snake body, lowered his head, and then spoke:

"We are here to see the Bodhisattva save people."

The woman was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect Xia Zhiming to point it out so directly, but then she smiled and shook her head:

"He already has Buddha nature, so why does he need to be saved?"

"Then why are you here, Bodhisattva?"

"His mother is nearing the end of her life."

“I didn’t expect that the Bodhisattva actually had a human heart.”

"You~"

When the woman heard this, she immediately laughed and scolded, picked up the orchid and pointed it at Xia Zhiming's eyebrows, then turned back to her original form, and saw -

A pure bottle filled with nectar is inserted diagonally into a green willow tree.

The bun is folded into dark clouds, and the beautiful belt carries fluttering phoenix feathers.

The jade-like face is naturally happy, and the red lips are a little red.

The necklaces are hung with pearls and jade, and the fragrant rings are tied with bright precious stones.

Summary——Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva.

Seeing that the Bodhisattva was not going to continue pretending to be a mortal, Qing Xin had no choice but to put his hands together and bowed. Xia Zhiming naturally nodded and said -

"Qingxin pays homage to the great and compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves the suffering and the distressed and has great inspiration."

"Xia Zhiming pays homage to the Greatly Compassionate and Merciful Guanyin Bodhisattva, who saves the suffering and the distressed and has great spiritual inspiration."

You can bow and greet others, but you cannot kneel.

Guanyin Bodhisattva just nodded, and then said no more, but turned around and looked through the wall into the room.

Xia Zhiming and Qing Xin naturally wouldn't be blocked by a wall, so they followed her gaze.

In the courtyard, the monk Jin Guang was seen following the scholar. When the door of the wing room was opened, the monk Jin Guang dropped his wooden staff and bowl and walked into the wing room.

In the wing room, there was an old lady lying on the bed, very old and near death. Monk Jin Guang threw away his magic tools and quickly rushed to the bedside. Then he held the old mother's hand and knelt down, crying out in grief, "Mom..."

Outside the courtyard, Xia Zhiming looked at the wooden staff and alms bowl that the monk had thrown outside the door. After a moment's thought, he raised his snake body and asked the Bodhisattva standing before them:

"Why would the Bodhisattva let him lose the Dharma?"

"What he lost wasn't his obsession?"

"No wonder Master only gave me a Taoist name."

Guanyin Bodhisattva smiled and said, "Of course it's because you lack a Buddha's heart."

Xia Zhiming was speechless. He had just said that Guanyin had a human heart, and a moment later she said that she had no Buddha heart - she was worthy of being Guanyin Bodhisattva, and the retribution came so quickly!

However, at this time, Xia Zhiming and Bodhisattva were just chatting briefly.

In the room, the dying old lady heard Jin Guang's call, and her closed eyes slowly opened. Then she raised her hands tremblingly. After the monk Jin Guang held her hands, she showed her few remaining teeth and smiled:

"Little one, you're back..."

"Mother! I'm back to see you!"

"It's good that you're here, it's good that you're here..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the old lady smiling and closing her eyes again.

"Mother!!!"

"Grandma! I'll go call Daddy and Second Uncle!"

Under the gaze of the two men and the snake, the scholar ran out of the room. Then, tears flashed in the eyes of the monk Jin Guang. After a long time, he sat cross-legged on the ground and began to chant:

"Namo Amitabha Night..."

"Dotagadoye..."

"Dodiyata..."

"..."

Outside the courtyard, Xia Zhiming listened to the scriptures, thought for a moment, and then tentatively asked Guanyin Bodhisattva:

"Is this the 'Nirvana Mantra'?"

"Exactly."

"I remember this passage was very short?"

"The whole article consists of fifteen sentences and fifty-nine characters."

“Why don’t you recite the Sutra of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva’s Original Vow?”

"I think he should be preparing to finish his recitation and continue to subdue demons and monsters."

"Can I ask the Buddha for a favor?"

Xia Zhiming flicked his tail and said with a smile: "He has already been brought back, why rush him?"

Xiao Qingxin looked at the white snake with a puzzled look, but found that he had fallen to the ground and transformed back into the immortal with white hair and red eyes. Seeing him like this, Guanyin Bodhisattva immediately understood and smiled:

"You, white snake, aren't you afraid of stealing other people's merits?"

"I just suddenly felt like moving."

"You go ahead, I'll let him stay a few more days."

"Thank you, Buddha~"

Xia Zhiming smiled and bowed, then clenched his right hand and took the Qingping Sword into his palm. He turned around, took Qingxin's little hand and walked directly out the door.

Outside the courtyard gate, Guanyin Bodhisattva looked at the two people walking away and shook her head with a smile.

far away--

"Zhiming, what are you doing with the Qingping Sword?"

"Of course it is—riding the wind with a sword to slay demons between heaven and earth!"

"Isn't there Monk Jin Guang?"

"I don't want to go for a walk by myself every now and then."

"Zhiming, are you homesick too?"

"Yes, I miss Master!"

"Humph!"

Chapter 45: Wine Gourd

On the street, the aroma of wine spread ten miles away. Xia Zhiming took the girl by the hand and followed the scent all the way until they stopped in front of a winery. A pair of signs hung on both sides of the door, reading -

The aroma of wine spreads all over the world, and the moon and starlight are intoxicating.

The gate welcomes people from all directions, and people raise their glasses to talk about mulberry and hemp.

After reading these two sentences, Xia Zhiming couldn't help but nod. He glanced at the door beam again and saw another sign hanging on the top of the store door, which read -

A Basket of Big and Small Jars

Xia Zhiming was speechless. He had never thought that people in this era could play with abstraction. He shook his head, laughed, and shouted towards the winery: "Is the owner here? Buy a wine gourd! Fill it with wine!"

"How many pounds would you like to take, young man?" A shirtless man walked out of the door of the winery.

Xia Zhiming estimated it and said uncertainly, "Give me a two-jin one."

"Okay!" With that, the man walked straight into the winery. After a while, he took out a brown-red wine gourd and handed it out.

Xia Zhiming didn't ask the price. He just handed over a small ingot of silver, took the little girl's hand and turned away.

……

High in the sky, Xia Zhiming, who had just bought some wine, summoned a cloud of mist and then casually sat on it. Beside him, Xiao Qingxin sat down cross-legged.

At this time, Qing Xin took a look at Xia Zhiming's current outfit——

He was dressed in white, with a long sword hanging from his waist, his silver hair tied in a crown, and he held a wine gourd in his hand and took a sip from time to time, looking very unruly.

"Zhiming, do you like drinking?"

"I don't really like it."

"So you still buy wine?"

Xia Zhiming tied the gourd back to his waist and then recited a poem:

"I ride the sword on the wind and slay the demons between heaven and earth."

"With wine I am happy and carefree, without wine I am crazy."

"Drink up all the rivers, and then drink up the sun and the moon."

"A thousand cups of drunkenness will not make you drunk, but I am the wine-swordsman."

After reading this impressive poem, Xia Zhiming turned to look at the little girl beside him and said teasingly:

"Qingxin, does this make you look like an immortal?"

"More like a homeless knight."

"I'm different. I'm a snake with a home."

"I'm glad you knew~"

……

There is nothing much to say about the story of exorcism.

Although Xia Zhiming could not make his sword energy travel across 30,000 miles, he could use his clairvoyance and the Qingping sword to kill some small ghosts and monsters effortlessly.

Half an hour later, when Xia Zhiming's eyes lit up red again, he glanced at the Gis City below which had been cleared out by the Qingping Sword, and nodded with satisfaction.

Just as he was about to call the little girl back, he saw Xiao Qingxin already holding the Qingping Sword in her arms and whispered:

"Knowing this, don't commit more murders in the future."