Chapter 186 Zhang Xiaofan, I will give you an ordinary life

Chapter 186 Zhang Xiaofan, I will give you an ordinary life

Chapter 186 Zhang Xiaofan, I will give you an ordinary life

Qingyun Mountain
Caomiao Village

Li Zhongren looked quietly at the sky in the distance.

The sky is full of morning glow.

As the saying goes, sunset glow travels a thousand miles, while morning glow stays within reach.

"It will probably rain today."

"Second brother, are you there?"

A voice broke the silence, and a child's head popped out from behind the door of the dilapidated temple. A pair of innocent eyes looked at Li Zhongren quietly.

"I'm not here."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Zhang Xiaofan laughed out loud.

"Brother, my father is taking us to the city. Aren't you going with us?"

"No."

"why."

"I have enemies in the city, otherwise why do you think I left Heyang City and hid in this small village."

"Ow"

"Can I come back to see you later?"

"certainly."

In the end, Zhang Xiaofan left and went into the city with his parents.

"I have taken away your destiny and will give you an ordinary life."

Looking at Zhang Xiaofan's back, Li Zhongren murmured in his heart.

Fifteen years ago, he came into this world.

At first, he just thought that he had traveled to an ancient world, but as time passed, he realized that he had traveled to the world of "Zhu Xian".

In the original novel, the description of the world of "Zhu Xian" basically focuses on the cultivators, but in fact, this is a world similar to most cultivation novels, with cultivators, mortals, and countries.

If I have to make an analogy, it is somewhat similar to "Naruto".

Hokage is responsible for one country and one village. The daimyo is in charge of the economy, and the kage is in charge of the military.

This world is similar. In the area where every major sect is located, there is a big country. Between the big countries are some small countries and small sects that serve as buffers.

Therefore, this is a world where the extraordinary and the ordinary merge. In other words, in this world, classes are basically fixed.

As for the imperial examination, it was not something a refugee like him could handle. In his previous life, he had a hard time getting into a junior college.

Naturally, he began to plan his own life.

Finally, he made a bold decision.

He wants to snatch away the life that belongs to Zhang Xiaofan.

Or to be more precise, it was Zhang Xiaofan's opportunity.

After all, he was born near Heyang City, which made it possible for him to operate.

So, he disguised himself as a beggar, came to Cao Miao Village, and pretended to be dead at the door of Zhang Xiaofan's house.

At this point, Li Zhongren discovered something. For some reason, his acting skills were amazing. Even the movie kings and queens in his previous life could not compare to him because he could really immerse himself in a role. When acting, he was that person, but at the same time, 'he himself' seemed to be able to watch everything quietly from a third-person perspective, and would not be unable to come out of the role because he was too deeply immersed in it.

It was with this ability that he easily deceived Zhang Xiaofan and his family.

He said that his family had encountered a great disaster, but the whole family survived by themselves and took refuge here. Feeling grateful for the other party's life-saving grace, he taught the cooking skills to Zhang Xiaofan's father as a way to repay the grace.

It has to be said that Zhang Xiaofan has a talent for cooking, and so does his father. He quickly learned many cuisines. Then, under his father's instigation, he went to apply for a job at a restaurant in the city and was directly accepted. Then, he happily moved to the city with his wife and children.

So, he returned to what he had just said.

He allowed Zhang Xiaofan's family to live an ordinary life, but the price was his future opportunities.

He felt that even if Zhang Xiaofan came back in the future, he would not object to this deal, probably.
One day, Li Zhongren came back from work. When he opened the door, he saw an old monk in the temple. He didn't know when.

He was wearing a worn-out cassock, which, though dirty, did not have any peculiar smell. On the contrary, one could smell the scent of sandalwood even from a few meters away. In his hand, he held a string of jade-colored prayer beads, which, under the sunlight, gave people a crystal clear feeling.

Li Zhongren didn't know much about gems, but he knew that there was no glass in this world, so this glass-like thing must be worth a lot of money.

Of course, there is a peculiar rosary in this string of beads. It is neither jade nor stone. It is dark purple with a hint of red, and the surface is a little mottled.

If he guessed correctly, this was the Bloodthirsty Pearl.

Finally, one year after Zhang Xiaofan left Cao Miao Village, he met Pu Zhi.

"Amitabha, I am sorry to bother you, young layman."

The old monk took a look at Li Zhongren, then looked at this somewhat popular thatched temple, and instantly realized that this was the place where the little beggar had been living.

"Master, you are too polite. This place has no owner. Anyone can stay here."

"No, no, although this place has no owner, it was kept in good order by the young monk. After all, I am the one who disturbed it."

The old monk smiled and nodded, and then there was a little more appreciation in his eyes when he looked at the young man.

Because, from his words and actions, he could tell that the little beggar was literate, and since he had fallen into begging, his family must have fallen into poverty. However, from the other person's eyes, he did not see any negative emotions at all, such as hatred, sadness, and so on. On the contrary, there was only calmness, which had a bit of the Buddhist sense of letting go.

It’s a pity that this child’s aptitude is average and he is a bit old. Otherwise, this kind of character could be brought into the door.

"Master, please help yourself. I'm going to prepare dinner."

"it is good."

At dusk, there was no sunset. On the contrary, the whole sky was gloomy and heavy, and the air seemed depressing.

Outside the thatched temple, Li Zhongren was using branches to stir up a bonfire. On the fire was a pottery vessel in which were cooked batter, vegetables, and a few pieces of dried fish.

Gududu~
Gududu~
The batter kept bubbling and the air was filled with fragrance.

"Goo~~"

In the thatched temple, there was a sound of gastric movement, it was the old monk's.

Li Zhongren looked over in the direction of the voice and saw the old monk looking a little embarrassed.

"Master, if you don't mind, would you like to eat some together?"

"Amitabha, monks do not eat meat."

"Master, you are obsessed."

"how do I say this?"

The old monk couldn't help but feel curious.

"Wine and meat pass through the intestines, but the Buddha remains in the heart. Master, do you believe in the Buddha? Or do you believe in those rules and regulations?"

"Hmm?" Upon hearing this, the old monk sat up straight, his eyes brightened, and he looked at the young man again, even with a little more liking for him.

Because this coincides with his state of mind.

Cultivation, cultivation, what one cultivates is longevity.

However, these people nowadays are simply putting the cart before the horse.

He practiced hard for hundreds of years but never figured out the secret of immortality. Finally, five years ago, he came up with a crazy idea, which was to combine the strengths of various schools. The devil's way was cruel and he did not take it into consideration, so he wanted to practice both Buddhism and Taoism.

That's why he visited the leader of the righteous path, Qingyun Sect, many times.

Unfortunately, even the number one person in the world, Daoxuan Zhenren, still had sectarianism. Even if he said that he would exchange the supreme Buddhist method "Mahabrahma Prajna" for "Taiji Xuanqing Dao", Daoxuan Zhenren would not agree.
Isn't that the case?
"Well, in that case, I won't be polite."

"The young monk's craftsmanship is really good."

After taking a mouthful of the batter, the old monk's eyes lit up. He had thought that the batter would be fishy, ​​but it was full of fishy aroma, but without the fishy smell. Instead, it was full of the sweetness of rice flour, the fragrance of green vegetables, and the meat aroma that he had recalled when he was young hundreds of years ago.
"Why doesn't this fish smell fishy?"

“Remove the fish’s teeth, scales, and black membrane, marinate it with salt and spices, and dry it in the sun to remove the fishy smell.”

"Ha, the little layman is quite extravagant."

In this world, salt is not so expensive, but as long as you are willing to put in the effort, you can always get it. But as for spices, you can't even think about getting them unless you are very rich.

“I picked them from the mountains.”

Li Zhongren smiled and pointed to the small hill outside Caomiao Village.

"People are different now and then. My family has fallen into poverty and I have become a beggar, but I can't have everything go wrong. So I found several kinds of spices in the mountains, wild mountain pepper, wild pepper, and wild onion. I dried them and ground them into powder, and marinated them with fish. Occasionally, I can satisfy my craving for them."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Hearing what Li Zhongren said, the old monk laughed again.

"The young layman's mind is truly broad."

"What's wrong with not being broad-minded? People, sadness is a day, happiness is a day. Besides, compared to others, I can still breathe, I can still eat, I still have hands and feet, what else can I be dissatisfied with?"

The night is deep.

Li Zhongren had fallen asleep in the haystack.

At one side, the old monk sat there cross-legged in meditation, rolling Buddhist beads with his hands and chanting unknown scriptures. After all, he was a cultivator with great abilities. Even though Li Zhongren could not understand him, he felt refreshed. All the hidden injuries he had suffered in the past decade seemed to have healed overnight.

"What a shame!"

There was thunder and lightning outside and heavy rain was falling.

The old monk looked at Li Zhongren again in the light of lightning.

The more he looked at this young man, the more he liked him. However, he himself was already five hundred years old, but he didn't know how many years he had left to live. He wanted to crack the mystery of immortality, but he didn't have the time or energy to take in a disciple. However, he couldn't take in a disciple. Tomorrow, before he left Cao Miao Village, he could ask him if he was willing to join Tianyin Temple and hand him over to other fellow disciples.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Pu Zhi stood up abruptly, and in a flash, he appeared outside the temple gate.

There was a mass of black fog in the sky, as thick as ink, rolling in the sky. Even from a long distance, he could smell a fishy odor.

Suddenly, the black gas fell into the village, rose up again, and flew away.

"So brave!!"

Pu Zhi roared and stomped his foot. The ground instantly cracked and he flew directly into the dark clouds. He fell down again with a child in his hands.

Obviously, he had just seen the man in the fog kidnapping a child in the village, and he was a little surprised. Could it be that this evil demon was sick? Doing such a thing under the feet of Qingyun Sect, doesn't he know how to write the word death?

However, after he saw the child, he instantly understood.

“What a good qualification.”

"Good qualifications"

Even though he was already 500 years old, he couldn't help wanting to take him in as his apprentice.
"You stinky monk, you dare to ruin my good deeds, you are looking for death!"

There was a black fog hovering in the sky. Suddenly, an angry voice came from it. Then, a red banner more than two rods long seemed to float out of the black fog. In an instant, the whole Cao Miao Village was filled with gloomy winds and ghostly auras!

"Poisonous Blood Banner! Evil creature, you actually dared to cultivate such an evil thing that has lost all conscience and brought disaster to the world. I will definitely not forgive you today."

Pu Zhi knew that this poisonous blood banner required human blood to be refined. In particular, the person could not die during the refining process. The more painful it was to draw blood while the person was still alive, the more powerful the poisonous blood banner would be. In just two battles, it had killed at least hundreds or even thousands of people.

Originally, he was holding a young man in his arms, a young man with outstanding talent. He did not want to fight with this evil man, but when he saw the poisonous blood banner, he finally couldn't hold back the anger in his heart.

He chanted the name of Amitabha Buddha, and his whole body was filled with golden light, just like an arhat in heaven.

Seeing that the old monk was serious, the person hidden in the black fog also completely activated the poisonous blood banner. A huge evil ghost as big as a hill crawled out of the poisonous blood banner, and the huge palm slapped the old monk Puzhi.

"Oh! A grain of rice can also shine?"

When Puzhi saw that the other party not only did not run away but even dared to fight back, he was so angry that he laughed. Everyone in the world knows that the Dharma of his Tianyin Temple is the most effective in restraining these insidious and evil ways. When Buddhism encounters evil spirits, it is like a hot knife inserted into lard!
However, at this moment, Pu Zhi felt a sharp pain in his armpit.

The golden light surrounding him suddenly shattered, and the evil ghost's palm slammed heavily on Puzhi's chest.
Li Zhongren looked out through the crack in the temple door.

Everything seems to be almost the same as recorded in the original book.

Originally, Puzhi had the upper hand, but unfortunately he was tricked by Taoist Cangsong, and immediately fell into a disadvantage. Then, Taoist Cangsong also directly stated his intention to take away the bloodthirsty bead. Puzhi naturally did not agree, and the two sides fought again.
Until that line of words rang in Li Zhongren's ears.

"The Nine Heavens Mysterious Temple turns into divine thunder, and the brilliant power of heaven is used to attract it with the sword!"

There was a loud thunder in the sky, and Li Zhongren felt as if his head was hit hard by a hammer. Then, he knew nothing.
"Little layman."

Li Zhongren slowly opened his eyes and saw a damaged version of Puzhi. The monk's robes on his body seemed to have been burned by fire, and a black aura permeated his entire body. He knew that the battle between the opponent and Cangsong was over. He fought to the death and drove Cangsong away, but he was also about to die.

"Master, what are you doing?"

“I’m dying”

Pu Zhi sighed, sat down next to Li Zhongren, and told him everything that had just happened, including his delusion. He wanted Li Zhongren to learn Buddhist methods and then convert to Taoism, so that he could understand the strengths of Buddhism and Taoism and crack the mystery of immortality.

"Master, is it really okay for you to tell me this?"

Li Zhongren looked at Puzhi quietly for a long time, then spoke.

"If it was a normal child, it would be bad, but the little layman's mental maturity is hard to match for an average adult. You can't fool the little layman with a lie. That's why I woke him up, because this child..."

Pu Zhi pointed at Lin Jingyu.

"Your talent is rare in the world, but his mind is immature and he can't keep this big secret. Little layman, you have average talent, but your mind is also rare in the world, so of course you can keep this big secret."

"How about it, young monk, are you willing to fulfill my wish?"

"of course."

After a long time, Li Zhongren nodded. He knew that the old man would kill all the people in Cao Miao Village in a while. Even if he disagreed, it was too late.

"If Qingyun Sect is willing to accept me as a disciple and protect me and him."

"Qingyun Sect is the leader of the righteous sect after all, they will not stand by and watch someone die."

Pu Zhi nodded slightly.

"Then, young layman, please listen to this Buddhist song of mine."

(End of this chapter)