Next time you will sleep on the floor"
"Ah... on the ground!" Yin Chi looked at the little monk in disbelief.
"Why, if you don't want to, then I can sleep."
"No no no... I sleep, I sleep, I sleep" Yin Chi quickly agreed when he heard that the little monk was going to sleep on the ground.
"It's almost there"
"Hehe... Qingqing is not angry anymore..." Yin Chi hugged the little monk for a while, coaxing and crooked, and seeing the little monk's face softened a lot before taking the little monk out of the room.
Outside the cave, the Demon King, the Demon Empress, and Yin Chi's brothers were all sitting around the wooden platform that Yin Chi had built for the little monk, with all kinds of melons and fruits beside him. Yin Chi led the little monk away. In the past, he also sat next to him and ate, while eating and chatting about the sky. From all over the world, he talked about everything he knew and didn't know. The little monk listened to him and asked a few questions from time to time. It was Yin Chi lying on the side. He listened in a daze with the little monk's legs resting on the wooden platform, and from time to time he begged the little monk to feed him some fruits.
In the afternoon, they all sat around on the wooden platform to prepare to eat, but Yin Chi disappeared, and after asking for a long time, no one was found. When everyone was about to give up, they saw a person running from a distance, his face covered with dust. Still sweating on his forehead, he threw himself into the little monk's arms and hugged the little monk's waist.
"You... you went there?" the little monk asked, looking at the disheartened Yin Chi.
"Guess?" Yin Chi smiled and hugged, not letting go.
The little monk ignored him, and took out his sleeves for fear of wiping Yin Chi's face.
"I brought you something good, something you haven't seen before." Yin Chi waved his hand with a smile, and there were a few more ginseng essences on the ground that could jump around.
"This...they..." Xiaoheshan looked at the ginseng essence on the ground and was a little overwhelmed.
"Hey, haven't seen it before?" Yin Chi proudly waited for the praise.
"Dad! Come and see, your son has caused trouble for you again!" Yin Chi's sixth brother, Yin Yan, shouted to the demon king in the cave.
"Sixth brother, don't shout! Don't shout!" Yin Chi heard the voice and was the first to cover Yin Yan's mouth.
"What's wrong?" The demon king walked out of the cave, and saw a few ginseng essences jumping on the ground at the door.
"Father, don't be angry, I just grabbed it for Qingqing to play with, and let it go in a while." Yin Chi saw the whip in the demon king's hand flashing slowly.
"I just wanted to say that after you got married and grew up, I didn't expect it to be like this. Can you catch the ginseng essence in this mountain? Why are you so uneasy?" The demon king waved his whip at Yin Chi. Hit him.
"Father! I was wrong! Stop fighting! Can't I send it back soon?" Yin Chi said while hiding behind the little monk with his head stretched out.
"You don't make trouble this day, aren't you?" The demon king pointed at Yin Chi with the whip angrily.
"How can I cause trouble? Didn't I just catch a few ginseng essences? I said for a while that I would send them back, and you still whipped me with a whip"
"You! You! You..." The demon king was shaking with anger.
"Okay, don't make trouble." The little monk reached out and took out Yin Chi.
"Qingqing... I really just want to catch it to make you happy, and then send it back when I'm done." Yin Chi was afraid that the little monk would get angry, and said aggrievedly, pulling his sleeves.
"I know, you go and get these ginseng essences back, and then apologize when you're done."
"No! He will kill me." Yin Chi said, crouched down and played with those ginseng essences.
"I'll accompany you." The little monk stretched out his hand and looked at the person squatting on the ground.
Yin Chi looked up, put his hand in the little monk's and said, "Okay then"
The ginseng essence was released, and the little monk accompanied Yin Chi to apologize to the demon king. After dinner, he said goodbye. Yin Chi took the little monk and left Beihuang. He embarked on the road of play. Wan reminded, don't make trouble, don't make the little monk unhappy, otherwise you will be at your own risk, Yin Chi nodded and agreed one by one.
Yin Chi took the little monk to Yuquan Temple first. The teacher before the little monk had already passed away due to illness. The little monks in the temple had changed batches after batches. Smell that sandalwood scent. In the past, the entrance of the temple was very empty, and there was nothing. Now, there is everything at the entrance. There are stalls selling food, jugglers, and tea. Yin Chi still eats from beginning to end, not falling, even himself. I thought it was delicious and brought a copy to the little monk.
Because he wanted to enter the temple to burn incense, Yin Chi refused. He didn't want to go to the temple to offer incense to the Tathagata. He still had a grudge in his heart. The little monk knew about it, but he didn't say anything about it, so he let him go. At the temple gate, the people who were originally scheduled to wait at the gate haven't come yet.
"Qingqing..." The voice sounded, and as soon as the little monk turned his head, he saw Yin Chi standing under the steps of the temple entrance, carrying a lot of things in his hands.
The little monk smiled and stood there looking at Yin Chi with a bright smile. He suddenly remembered that many years ago, Yin Chi also looked at him with such a smile, which made him unforgettable for a long time, just like the first kiss in the mountains. , Whenever he thinks of that kiss, his face will still be red, and his heart will still beat so fast, just like the first time.
"I bought some food, do you want to try it?" Yin Chi walked towards the little monk with big steps.
"it is good"
"Hey, I know you like sweets. I bought you a lot of sweet honey dumplings. After a while, pour honey over them and eat them." Yin Chi proudly showed the things in his hand.
"Well, let's go home, it should rain in a while." The little monk reached out and took Yin Chi's hand.
"Okay, go home." Yin Chi held the thing in one hand and the person in his heart in the other, passed through the noisy crowd, and disappeared into the crowd.
{Finish}
Extra Story: Spring
The misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River in spring is particularly beautiful, the peach blossoms are blooming, the water is clear and translucent, the willow tree is still planted next to the house with white walls and gray tiles, the boat is floating along the lake, and a man who thinks he is wearing a black shirt is lying on the plywood of the boat. There was a handful of grapes and he ate slowly. At the bow of the boat stood a man wearing a tea-white shirt and long black hair, holding an oil-paper umbrella. The man took the umbrella and got off the boat first. Amazed by the man's face, some women stood aside and covered their faces with fans and watched secretly, and some wanted to go up to ask for their names, but they were blocked by the black-clothed man on the side.
"Look, he's already married, don't think about it." The words of the man in black made the women beside him feel sad.
"You said he's married, what about his wife?" a woman who didn't give up asked.
"I am, you didn't see it"
The words caused a lot of laughter.
"That lady, you're not leaving yet." After being with Yin Chi for a long time, he sometimes learned to joke.
The black-clothed man was led away, leaving behind the women who were shaking their fans and leaving slowly.
"Qingqing, this is fun, how about selling one?" Yin Chi asked the person beside him holding a dragonfly made of green leaves.
"Well, fine." After paying the money, Yin Chi played with the dragonfly in his hand.
In fact, for the little monk, he had never seen it before, and felt strange.
"Yin Chi, what is that?" the little monk asked Yin Chi, pulling his hand.
"What?" Yin Chi followed the little monk's hand and looked over: "It's painted with sugar poured. There's a turntable in front of him. You turn it and he'll make it for you."
The little monk was a little curious, and walked over slowly, only to see an old man in a coarse cloth and with a mustache with his head lowered on a small wooden table, pouring the contents of the spoon onto the clean small table like a stream of water.
"Do you want to try?" Yin Chi asked, pulling the little monk's hand.
"Well, think"
Yin Chi smiled, stretched out his hand and took out the money in his arms and threw it on the table: "Boss! It's collected!"
The little monk flicked the bamboo piece on the turntable with his fingers, and the bamboo piece turned a few times and stopped on a bird painted with cinnabar. The boss looked at it and smiled, and he poured a little bird with syrup. The last bamboo stick was handed to the little monk.
"Young master has it, but it's getting hot."
The little monk watched the sugar painting for a long time, then looked at Yin Chi, and turned to ask the boss who poured the sugar painting: "Can the boss pour me a wolf?"
"Yes, yes, but the money is twice as much"
"Okay" The little monk took out a cup of silver from his sleeve and poured it on the table.
The owner of the sugar painting took a look, and without saying a word, he quickly poured out a sugar painting that could not be seen as a wolf or a dog and handed it to the little monk.
The little monk looked at it, took the flower and pulled Yin Chi behind him and left.
"For you" The little monk walked for a while and felt tired, so he found a tea stall and sat down.
"What, this is" Yin Chi took the candy painting and looked at it for a long time.
"Wolf"
Yin Chi was stunned when he heard that. He put the sugar painting on his face and looked at the little monk and asked, "Do you think it looks like it?"
"Um… "
"Forget it, you say it looks like it." Yin Chi dangled with the sugar painting, looking at the little monk's face.
There were people coming and going in the street market, and there was a lot of noise. The two of them just sat on the side of the road and watched the passing crowd.
"Qing Qing, hungry or not?" Yin Chi seemed to smell the aroma of rice.
"Well, kind of"
"Then let's go to dinner," Yin Chi said, getting up, holding the little monk's hand and searching for the scent.
"That's it." Yin Chi smiled and brought the little monk to a restaurant in the market.
The little monk of "Chunhua Building" looked at the plaque upstairs wrinkled.
"Well, there is a guest room upstairs of his house where you can stay if you are tired, and you can eat downstairs if you are hungry." Yin Chi took the little monk into the restaurant, and the shop owner saw that the two were dressed in unusual temperament.
"What do you want to eat, son?"
"The shopkeeper, is there any room upstairs?"
"Yes, yes"
"I want the best." Yin Chi stretched out his hand and threw the bright gold to the shopkeeper.
"Okay, okay..." The store owner smiled and took the gold,