Late at night, outside the city of Gusu, there are several Buddhist temples in the backyard with bright lights. Occasionally, there is a strange smell of meat, which makes people salivate.
In master Kuki's Zen room, four people sit around a square table, on which are several Chinese New Year dishes, such as braised pig legs, boneless roast chicken, stewed catfish and roasted duck. There are also several dishes of well made vegetables and two bottles of mutton fat.
"Withered grass, it's not easy. This white peach dew is willing to take it out." Kugen, who is very fat, said that he poured a cup for himself first and drank it with his head up. He had a slight aftertaste and was full of mellow fragrance.
"Younger martial brother kugen, in the face of enlightenment, how can he not be inferior to his elders and children? Elder martial brother is still there." The withered grass is like the withered wood sitting due north, bowing slightly to show respect.
Kuki nodded and looked at the greasy dishes on the table. He didn't have much appetite. He said, "this year's new year's atmosphere is not very good. Wukong won't come to visit his teacher on earth. I miss him."
Drooping his head, he sat down in his shabby clothes, stretched out his hand to tear off a burnt yellow and oily chicken leg, and chewed it in his mouth: "elder martial brother, don't be sad, he has something to do, something to do."
This person is naturally Duan Hong's grandfather, the younger martial brother of the three withered generation, juechen!
At the end of the lunar new year, several monks choose a day to meet and boast in kuchan temple. In fact, they stay in kuchan Temple all day long, they can't see the outside world, and they have nothing to boast about. The main reason is that they like to listen to juechen, even though he is not clever.
The outside world is wonderful. Juechen has traveled all over the world. He has seen a lot and is interested in it. I haven't seen you for many days, and the monks are quite old.
Kuki master's two long white brows are longer, his eyelids are loose, and he looks listless. The withered grass used to be thin, but now its body is more like skin and bones, and its hands are like chicken feet. But kugen is fatter than before. He laughs like Maitreya, but he has more wrinkles on his face. He looks like a Shapi dog from a distance.
"Ah --" Kuki sighed: "recently, I can't sleep every night. Even if I fall asleep, I wake up in the fourth shift every morning and often forget things. Once I went to the third younger martial brother's kitchen, once I wanted to go to the front yard, but I went to the second younger martial brother's wine cellar and drank two mouthfuls uncontrollably. It seems that I am really old, I'm afraid I haven't lived long. I just miss Wukong in my heart. "
The other three felt very sad when they heard this. They saw that their elder brother, who was dependent on each other, was going to die. They were reluctant to give up and had nothing to do.
The withered grass poured a cup for him and said, "elder martial brother, I've made a new wine recently. Maybe I can control the toxin in your body."
Kugen also said: "yes, I cooked a pot of old ginseng soup in the back kitchen. With hundreds of materials in it, you can recover your inner Qi a little bit." He turned to the door. There stood a shivering young man, dressed in a gray frock and monk's clothes, with smooth shaven hair, watching the food on the table and swallowing.
"Wudao, go to the back kitchen and see if my ginseng soup is ready. You can only watch it, but you can't drink it." Kugen said.
The young man nodded repeatedly. At the moment of turning around, a trace of evil light flashed in his eyes. If Duan Hong is here, he will find that this young man is his former classmate, Wang you!
Wang you was brought back to kuchan Temple by kugen master. Because he was poisoned by Qingcheng sect and Duan Hong's blood, he had a strange fusion. But when the moon was full, there was always a blood change that was difficult to control. Several old monks used various methods to control the blood change, but it was not very successful every time. On the contrary, Wang you was tortured and bruised. Once master Kucao was drunk, he was beaten severely. If master kugen hadn't stopped him, he would have lost his life.
Another time, I saw master Kuki go to the wine cellar to steal wine. I wanted to show it in front of master Kucao and denounced him. I didn't expect that there was nothing between them. I became a sinner and was imprisoned by master Kuki. After I came out, I was pulled into the Zen room and listened to the education for three days.
After he came out of the prison, he was hungry and ate a piece of roast fish made by master kugen in the back kitchen. As a result, master kugen beat him severely and broke three ribs. If it wasn't for his life, he would not have survived.
In his heart, he only hated kuchan temple, but didn't like it. He wished that old monk Kuki would die early, that master Kucao's wine cellar would be smashed to pieces, that master kugen would be cooked with water as a big white pig.
After he went out, juechen put his hand on kuiwu's wrist. After listening for a while, he said, "elder martial brother, your health is going from bad to worse. You'd better have a baby in the future. Don't go to Baisha village to find the widow."
"Hiss." Kugen couldn't help laughing and said: "old four, it's absolutely impossible for elder martial brother not to go to her. If you were not the elder brother of master, I'm afraid you would have married the white widow. However, fate always plays tricks on you at your most peaceful time. "
The withered grass also said: "yes, if I hadn't accepted that man more than 20 years ago, I don't think the elder master would have been very poisonous. His internal Qi was weak day by day, and now he is in a state of loss."
Kuki shook his head and said, "you're all wrong. Don't say that. You two were not happy when you accepted him. As a genius, you can learn everything at one point. Who can see that you don't love him? It's almost like Wukong. Ah - speaking of Wukong, recently my heart is always empty. Once I dreamt that Wukong was surrounded by water. I don't know what's going on, Laosi, Have you seen Wukong recently? Didn't that man ask you to protect him? "
Juechen wiped his mouth full of oil and shook his head: "this child is not obedient. He's gone to Japan. I can't go. I can't go." Kuki laughs: "old four, you are getting older. I think Xiaojiu is almost the same old woman as you. Why can't you let go? Besides, you and old beggar Zou Huashang are brothers, aren't you?" Juechen shook his head, eyes for a time obviously recalled, become blurred. The withered grass said: "after all, it's a difficult word. Fortunately, my third brother and I belong to my Buddha wholeheartedly. We don't like elder martial brother's love for the white widow for many years, and we don't like elder brother's love for a woman for a lifetime. " Kugen suddenly asked Kuki, "elder martial brother, do you hate Qinglong? At the beginning, you didn't hesitate to use internal Qi to get through his whole body meridians, and even taught him wuxianggong, but he poisoned you behind his back. This kind of white eyed wolf is really inferior to pigs and dogs. " Withered wood shook his head: "Buddha cut meat to feed eagles, how ever complained about the poison of eagles. I teach Qinglong because he has strange bones, which is suitable for inheriting our pulse. If I see Wukong as soon as possible, maybe I will change it. For Qinglong, I don't hate him or blame him. I can only blame myself for not being able to grasp it well - ah, life is like this. There is no end to the sea of bitterness. Who can reach the other side first is a relief. " Behind the Zen room, there is a towering tree. At the top of the branch, the green dragon stands proudly, holding the green dragon's mother sword. The conversation of several people in the Zen room was heard into his ears word by word. His face full of wind and frost was even more sad. He came to kuchan temple this time to see if xuantieling and qinglongzhijian were here. However, when he heard these words, he couldn't make up his mind to disturb these teachers who really treated him, but made him betray them. Everyone has a conscience. Although Qinglong has nearly reached the master's level, he still can't get rid of vulgarity. But think of the words of the woman who has loved for many years: when will you break through the master, when will I marry you. This sentence is like a steady stream of power. Qinglong's desire for strength is more than anything else, not only for the woman, but also for himself to defeat the almost impossible one as soon as possible. All of a sudden, he heard a noise from the kitchen. His toes were a little softer, and his voice was slighter than that of the fallen leaves. He looked for the back kitchen. Wang Youlai's back kitchen found the floating ginseng soup in the big pot. It was intoxicating to smell and smell, but he did not dare to drink it. In case he had a bad stomach, the consequences would be unimaginable“ Some old guys, you treat me like this. If you don't let me drink, you can't have a good drink. " First, he went to the door and saw that there was no one outside. There were still hundreds of meters away from here. Hurriedly back to the pot, grabbed a handful of dust on the ground and sprinkled it in, "Hey, I want you to eat some mud." All of a sudden, he felt that this was not enough. He lifted the hem of his monk's clothes, took off his trousers, and sprinkled yellow urine on it“ Hum, let you bully me and drink urine. " Wang You stirred in the pot for a while with a big spoon. The big bowl was full. He picked it up and turned to go. He didn't know when there was a man standing behind him. He was dressed in a green shirt and held a long sword in his arms. He was so scared that he almost didn't drop the bowl on the ground“ You - who are you? This is the backyard of kuchan temple. How did you get in? " Wang Youjing said. There was a flash of anger in Qinglong's eyes. In those years, he poisoned his teacher like this. Seeing someone like this again, it was as if the scar in his heart had been uncovered. Wang you saw him approaching step by step. He was scared and retreated. He suddenly wanted to open his mouth and yell. Green Dragon lightning shot, a button on his neck“ Er - ah - "Wang you couldn't resist. His face turned red. Qinglong slapped him with his backhand“ "Pa" sound, Wang you was hit fly out, the body hit the cooker, the corner of the mouth is full of blood, the hands of the big bowl clang fell to the ground, fell to pieces. In the Zen room, master kugen was very clever. He heard the sound of the kitchen bowl falling to death and said, "this Wang family child is so stupid that he can't even eat one tenth of the food. He's really a fool. Breaking my old ginseng soup is killing me. " He got up and left, and went to the kitchen. Wang You fell to the ground and felt his head buzzing. He smelled the bloody smell of his mouth, and his uncontrollable eyes turned red. The bad feeling of swelling came from me. Seeing this, Qinglong was surprised: "you? Is it impossible to be infused with ancient blood! At the beginning, these experiments were all young people. Now they are in their 40s. Are you the offspring of one of them when you are so young! There is only one Duan family among nearly ten thousand people. How can you be so violent? " He said that without waiting for Wang's right body to have a complete attack, he threw out the metal wire drawing from his sleeve and tied him firmly in an instant.