"Oh, I should have known better and wouldn't have told you." The fat man shook his head in frustration.
"You stay here for a while, and I'll go back first." Nanfeng stood up.
"What are you doing?" the fat man asked.
"I'm leaving now. If you've had enough, go to the cave to find me." Nanfeng said. He had never been concerned before and didn't know what it felt like to be concerned. Now that he was concerned, he realized how heart-wrenching it was to care about someone.
The fat man saw this and hurriedly tried to dissuade him, "This has been going on for several days. They have left long ago. You won't see anyone if you go."
Nanfeng frowned and said nothing.
Seeing that the south wind was loosening, the fat man said again, "It's already dark. You can't see clearly at night. How can you hurry up?"
Nanfeng sighed sadly.
The fat man pointed at Master Ba and said, "Besides, you still have it with you. If you really want to leave, you have to prepare food for it. Don't worry, stay here for one more night, and we will leave early tomorrow morning."
Before Nanfeng could answer, Hua Qi'er pushed the door in from outside, "It's dark, why don't you light the lamp?"
Hua Qi'er came to teach Nan Feng how to train birds. Fatty was not very interested in this. After listening for a while, he found an excuse and left, leaving Nan Feng alone, uneasy and listening to Hua Qi'er with a lot of thoughts.
Training birds is similar to taming animals. It requires both kindness and power, inducement with food, and cultivation of closeness. Supplemented by whipping punishment to make them fearful.
Birds and beasts raised by children are easier to tame and can be tamed by simply inducing them with food. Since they are not too wild, they do not need to be whipped or punished. If punished, they will become fearful and alienated.
As the saying goes, there is specialization in skills. Although Hua Cic'er is a rough man, he is quite proficient in the way of controlling beasts. His lectures are clear and logical. Although Nanfeng is concerned about Zhuge Chanjuan, he can only suppress distracting thoughts and listen carefully and remember it carefully.
Half an hour later, someone came to call Hua Qier, saying that the rhinoceros caught earlier went crazy and ran rampant in the wooden fence.
Hua Qi'er stood up in a hurry, "That's about it, I'm leaving first."
Nanfeng stood up to see her off, and Hua Qi'er walked to the door and stopped again, "By the way, there are a few more spells."
After saying that, he recited the incantation twice, explained the finger kneading method, and then hurried away.
Nanfeng watched Hua Crick'er leave. The spells and finger tips that Hua Crick'er said before were the same ones that Shi Shi had used before. The function of the spells and finger tricks was to control the mount, causing it to lose its independent consciousness, and it was completely controlled by the owner. Control and control.
These spells will damage the mount's consciousness and are not used on ordinary days. However, in critical moments, you can use these spells and finger tips to control the mount to do some dangerous actions beyond instinct.
Ba Ye was hungry again and began to bark. Nan Feng had no choice but to go out and look for food with him. There was uncooked mutton in the room opposite, so he brought back a leg of lamb and cut it up with the short knife Hua Qi'er gave him.
As the saying goes, caring leads to chaos. Nanfeng wanted to calmly think about whether the explosion that occurred at the inn where Li Chaozong and others were staying was man-made or an accident. However, he felt unhappy and his mind was filled with Zhuge Chanjuan. Liu Ruyan, the master of Lihuo Palace, once said Zhuge Chanjuan is extremely talented and Li Chaozong must not be allowed to marry her. He didn't know what made Zhuge Chanjuan different from ordinary people, but Li Chaozong must have known about it, otherwise he wouldn't have been in a hurry to marry Zhuge Chanjuan.
Without the protection of Wang Zhong and his wife, Li Chaozong has no scruples and may attack Zhuge Chanjuan at any time. Li Chaozong has a profound cultivation level, so Zhuge Chanjuan is naturally not his opponent. What might happen is beyond his imagination. unacceptable.
It is the innate instinct of every man to protect his woman and prevent others from getting involved. Thinking of what Li Chaozong might do to Zhuge Chanjuan, Nanfeng was anxious and hateful. He was so angry that he was troubled and could not calm down for a long time. .
Feeling suffocated, he took Ba Ye out and sat down at the door. It was windy outside and was very cool.
Heat can make people irritable, while cold can make people calm. The south wind gradually regained its composure under the blowing of the night wind. If you think about it carefully, it is not likely that Li Chaozong would attack Zhuge Chanjuan. Naturally, it was not because of Li Chaozong that he made such a judgment. What kind of gentleman is Chaozong, but he understands Zhuge Chanjuan. Zhuge Chanjuan has a very fierce temper, so naturally she will not succumb to Li Chaozong's lust. If Li Chaozong uses force, Zhuge Chanjuan will definitely fight to the death. Zhuge Chanjuan has received the true biography of Wang Zhong, and is proficient in medical and poison techniques. It is impossible for Li Chaozong to have no fear of her.
Furthermore, the explosion occurred during the day and there were many onlookers. In that case, Li Chaozong could not do anything. And Zhuge Chanjuan also knew that Li Chaozong coveted her, so she would naturally take precautions to deal with it at night.
Calmly weighing, the possibility of Zhuge Chanjuan's accident is only 30%, at most 30%.
"Gu Gu Gu Gu... Gu Gu Gu..." Mr. Ba was shouting.
Nanfeng retracted his thoughts and tilted his head to look at Master Ba, only to see Master Ba also tilting his head to look at him. Unlike ordinary birds, Master Ba's neck rotated to a large extent. If it were a human or other animal, the neck would be If it's twisted like this, it might have broken long ago.
"It's useless to worry." Nanfeng took a deep breath to calm down.
Nanfeng did not sleep well that night. He had to wake up every once in a while to feed Ba Ye. In fact, Ba Ye could also eat by himself, but if Ba Ye was allowed to eat by himself, he would not be able to call his name when feeding him. Ba Ye would also I didn’t know that my name was Master Ba.
In the early morning of the next day, Nanfeng got up early and went to the cave to see Hua Qi'er and asked Hua Qi'er for a carriage.
Hua Ci'er was naturally not stingy, so she came out with her clothes on and yelled a few barbaric words at the tribesmen who were busy in the yard, then pointed at the tribesman and said to Nanfeng, "Follow him and tell him what you want. "
Since he was his brother, Nanfeng didn't say thank you. He asked the barbarian for a covered carriage, spread it with straw bedding, and put his luggage on it. Because the weather was too hot, meat couldn't be stored well, so he couldn't take meat with him on the road. But eight I always had to eat. The mules and horses were too big and would spoil if they couldn’t be eaten. The sheep couldn’t be eaten, so in the end I had to buy a basket of free-range chickens and take them with me.
After Nan Feng finished his work, Fatty hadn't gotten up yet. Nan Feng was inconvenient to call him, so he could only wait outside.
At breakfast time, Fatty finally got up. Nanfeng drove the carriage to the back of the wing, and he and Fatty carried the two dark iron sledgehammers onto the carriage.
"I can't even carry it, so I might as well leave it here." The fat man murmured.
Nanfeng didn't answer. Everything has pros and cons. When Wang Zhong and his wife died, Zhuge Chanjuan lost her protection. But Zhuge Chanjuan had previously said that the dragon-toothed celestial silkworm, the tiger-skinned celestial cicada, and the turtle-backed celestial beetle were all in Wang Zhong's hands. Once Wang Zhong and his wife died, the tiger-skinned celestial cicada would naturally be acquired by Zhuge Chanjuan.
At Chen time, the two set off on the road. The barbarians were not as delicate as the Han people. Hua Ci'er only sent the two out of the village and went back. Nanfeng drove in front, with Fatty and Twelve behind, muttering something about taking care and being careful. Ah, come back often and talk nonsense like that.
After five or six miles, Twelve returned. The fat man caught up with Nanfeng carrying two bags, one large and one small.
There was a curtain behind the carriage. The fat man opened the curtain and threw the baggage in. Listening to the sound, the two baggage should be filled with gold, silver and dry food.
"Hey, your owl is biting the chicken." The fat man shouted from behind.
When Nanfeng heard the sound, he turned around and saw that Ba Ye was behind him with evil intentions. However, since he was still small, it wasn't really a bite, it could only be regarded as harassment.
"I left this time. I don't know when I can come back." The fat man walked a few steps quickly and sat on the other side of the car.
"You accompany me to Gong County and bring Lao Bai back. If I need your help, I will come back to you." Nanfeng said.
The fat man didn't sleep well last night. He started to yawn as soon as the sun hit him. "A man has his ambitions in all directions, how can he stay in one place?"
"You don't want me anymore, do you?" Nanfeng asked.
"No way," the fat man waved his hand, "Twelve people are good and treat me well. Although they are not very good-looking, they are strong and easy to have children. Don't they say that marrying a wife depends on their character and marrying a concubine depends on their appearance? Besides, not being good-looking has its advantages, and I can rest assured if Twelve is at home."
"That's called marrying a wife with virtue and concubinage with beauty." Nanfeng corrected.
"That's what I mean. It's good to be a wife like Twelve. It's easy to have children and worry-free." The fat man yawned again.
"How do you still look like a monk now?" Nanfeng heard the hidden meaning of the fat man's words. The fat man's words clearly meant that he wanted to take a concubine in the future.
"What should a monk be like?" the fat man asked.
Nanfeng didn't answer. Fatty's question was really hard to answer.
"You are not a Buddhist, and you don't understand some things even if I tell you." The fat man curled his lips and said.
Nanfeng glanced at the fat man and said, "You can tell me and see if I understand."
"Okay, I'll tell you," the fat man raised his legs and stepped on the shaft of the cart, "Monks are just like civilians. Common people have to abide by laws, and monks also have to abide by precepts. But in addition to civilians, there are officials above, and there are some laws. Civilians must abide by the law, but officials do not."
"You are really good at messing around. Do you mean that since you are the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva, you don't need to abide by the rules and regulations?" Nanfeng asked with a smile.
The fat man waved his hand, "It's not right for me to say that. Don't worry, wait for me to think about it."
Animals are different from people, but they are not completely different. Taking bullying as an example, they are all trying to bully. If they are sure that the other person is easy to bully, they will push harder. At this time, Ba Ye will push even further to make sure that the chicken in the basket will not resist. So I changed the word "nuisance" to "biting", and the biting chickens started chirping. Nanfeng heard the sound and hurriedly shouted to stop it. It wasn't that he wouldn't let it eat, but that it wasn't hungry yet, so it was pure destruction.
The fat man closed his eyes and frowned in thought.
Seeing the fat man's expression, Nan Feng was a little surprised. Seeing this posture, the fat man really had some extraordinary ideas, but he was clumsy and didn't know how to express them accurately.
After a long time, the fat man opened his eyes and said, "Drink, sex, wealth, and wealth are all poison. Others will die if they eat it, but I am fine if I take it. It cannot be said that I am fine if I take it. It's just that I am in better health than them. These poisons can't kill me." Do you understand?"
"Go on." Nanfeng nodded.
"They can't stand the poison of wine, sex and wealth, so we can't let them touch it, so we set down rules and regulations to restrain them. But someone has to tell them how harmful the poison is. If you don't test the poison yourself, how can you tell them?" the fat man said again.
Nanfeng tilted his head and glanced at the fat man. Until now, he was still not sure whether the fat man was making excuses for himself or if he really had some insights into Buddhist life.
"I have jumped down now. If I can climb up in the future, I can speak out and tell other monks to stay away from drinking, sex and wealth. This is a great merit." The fat man said.
"You're such a happy monk. You can marry a wife, have children, and become a Bodhisattva without delay." Nan Feng teased.
"Don't rush me," the fat man waved his hands eagerly, "What I said is that I can climb up in the future. If I can't climb up, I will be finished. Let alone a Bodhisattva, I can't even be an Arhat. I will return to the six realms and enter again. Sinking.”
"To put it bluntly, my job is to pave the way for others. Those monks who abide by the rules and precepts may have a higher status than me in the future. Do you understand what I am saying?" The fat man looked at Nanfeng nervously.
Seeing the fat man's expression, Nanfeng knew that he was telling the truth. After thinking about it carefully, he nodded, "Test the poison with yourself, sacrifice yourself for others."
"Yes, if I don't go to hell, who will." The fat man was very happy. It was a blessing to have a friend who understood his thoughts.
"Then how many more times are you going to go to hell?" Nan Feng asked with a smile.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to come back if I'm exposed too much. It doesn't matter if I don't be exposed a few times..."