After enduring for two months, the visualization picture still did not progress. During this period, Jin Chan "awakes" again and turned a blind eye to all his curiosity questions. He only suggested that he go out to practice asceticism, both for the sake of experience and for the sake of cultivating the mind.

Jingji thoughts are correct at all. After a moment of consideration, Yuanxing asked his master to go out of the temple and experience it.

In his situation, how could Monk Fuguang feel at ease? He disagreed at first, but he couldn't stand the entanglement and had to arrange for his elder brother's eldest disciple Shanguo to be a monk.

"Master, my disciples are like this, how can I take care of my children?" Yuan Xing said in surprise. It's not like he said that Yunyou was not an easy thing in ancient times. Even if he hadn't experienced it, he knew how hard it was. If a child followed, he would be at ease.

His master was so excited after hearing this. Good Fruit is the best among the disciples of the three generations. He has experienced the ups and downs of life since he was a child. After entering the temple, he has been with his great disciple Yuanfa, which is very important. In terms of his experience in walking in the world, I don’t know how much better than this little disciple who is indifferent to him.

"You still look down on good fruit?" He slapped Yuan Xing on the forehead: "I asked him to follow him because I was afraid that you would be cheated by the people outside." He sighed and said decisively: "You have never gone down the mountain, so how can you be relieved if you want to go down the mountain? If you want to go down the mountain, you must be with him."

"Uh..." Isn't it that you don't let us go down the mountain? Now I'm not talking about mine. Yuan Xing complained in his heart, so he could only agree.

On the second day, Yuan Xing took him, no, his nephew Shanguo took him down the mountain and wandered happily...

Shanguo no longer looks like Xiao Douding, because his martial arts figure and strength are no different from those of adults, but his mind is still a young man after all. He can temporarily leave the boring temple and see the fun of the outside world, so there are not many opportunities like this. Therefore, he was carrying two people's luggage and did not feel tired at all, nor did he mind taking a uncle with him with a mobility, and he seemed very excited along the way.

Yuanxing was not as happy as he expected, because he couldn't see it, so he could only hold a wooden stick in his hand and lightly tap the ground. Even if he was in his body, he would not be able to get faster. In addition, people would become lazy after living in a place for a long time. Although Yunyou was proposed by himself, he couldn't help but feel unhappy.

Because they walked slowly, the two of them arrived at the foot of the mountain and it was almost noon.

"Uncle Master, there is a tea shed in front of you. Let's go have some vegetarian food?" Shanguo asked.

Yuanxing was stunned: "You brought money? Didn't you beg for alms?" Shouldn't the monk go down the mountain to beg for alms?

"Ah?" Shanguo was also surprised: "But Master..." But suddenly closed his mouth, but he remembered the Master's explanation in his heart.

Good fruit, these silver is enough for you to spend. If you uncle Yuanxing wants to beg for alms and practice hard, you can take care of it with him, and keep the silver for emergency use. But, just take it around this Qingzhou for a few laps. Never run far, he can't see it or know the way...

"If you have money, buy some food." Yuanxing didn't pay attention to those things. If you have money, it would be much more convenient. As for the ascetic practice that was agreed upon, haha, isn't it hard for a blind man to travel around the world?

It is called a tea shed, but it is actually a wild shop located at the intersection.

Shanguo first glanced at the horse tied in front of the door and the escort carts under the supervision of two strong men, and then he helped Yuan Xing pass the threshold without finding any unusualness.

The tables in the store were obviously a bunch of darts, dressed in uniform black short dress, each holding a knife and a sword. At this time, Qiu Laohu was amazing, and some people were not so particular, and they drank and ate meat with their classmates bare shirtless, which was very lively.

"My second brother, come ten vegetarian steamed buns, a plate of fried ginger and a portion of fried tofu." Shanguo was obviously familiar with this place and explained to the busy waiter.

Yuan Xing was not used to it, as if his eyes could not see the smell and hearing, but he became particularly sensitive. As soon as he entered the door, he felt a fishy smell coming from the bowl, mixed with the smell of stewed meat fat, the smell of alcohol and the unpleasant sweat, which made him almost vomit.

"Let's go out to eat." After saying this, he turned around and went out, and Shanguo hurriedly followed.

The two monks caught their attention as soon as they entered the store. His behavior made people look straight. A strong man with a shirtless tattoo spat out of dissatisfaction, and when drinking with his companions, he looked out of the door from time to time.

There were tables and chairs outside and they were empty. Shanguo helped him find a seat and sat down: "Uncle Master really can't smell the meat."

Yuan Xing retching a few times before he felt a little more comfortable. He curled his lips when he heard this: "Is it your master said?"

"Master praised you as a natural Buddha son who is not stained with dust." Shanguo praised with a smile.

"Don't blow anymore." Yuan Xing complained with resentment. The matter started two years ago. The monks in Tianchan Temple cannot eat meat, they only eat five pure meat. So the question is, this place is isolated from the world, does not receive pilgrims, and rarely accepts donations. Even if someone gives gifts, it will not be boring to give meat to a group of monks. There is walking meat in the back mountain. Which monk dares to kill?

So Yuanxing has always been a vegetarian. Until two years ago, a hunter was injured in the rain and was treated by Tianchan Temple. When he went home, he didn't know what was wrong with his mind, so he even carried half a fan of wild boar meat up the mountain to fulfill his wish.

At that time, Yuanxing and the third senior brother who had not yet returned to secular life were the most excited, hoping to have a fat pork the next day.

As expected, the eldest brother used all his skills to fix a few good dishes. The abbot and other elders would definitely not eat them. The eldest brother and the second brother just wanted to add some meat, and the rest were from the third brother and Yuanxing.

As a result, Yuanxing vomited after taking a bite. The smell was extremely fishy. How to describe it? If you have ever raised a pet dog, you don’t bathe it for ten days and let it run a lap in the heavy rain. Well, this smell is not much better than the smell of the sewer.

In the end, the pork was cheaper than the third senior brother, and Yuanxing was praised by everyone below the abbot. He had a Buddha's heart and was born with a Buddhist son, but this could not soothe the desperate heart of a foodie.

Especially the third senior brother pretended to praise him for respecting his elder brother, and even letting his elder brother eat something delicious, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.

"It's not the Jin Cicada's hand and footwork again, right?" Yuan Xing thought that if he had said that he would not have thought of this section before, the appearance of Jin Chan undoubtedly made him find the culprit.

"Why don't you say it's a problem with your own physical fitness? After years of vegetarianism, you will naturally not get used to the taste of meat." The golden words appeared in front of him.

"I believe you!" Yuan Xing hummed in his heart. Before traveling through time, he was a veteran foodie. He grew up by the sea and was born in a prosperous modern society. He ate a lot of delicious food from all over the world. When he grew up, he followed his parents at home and abroad. The first thing he saw whenever he went to a place was a food guide.

Apart from things that are too heavy and moral, there is no concept of being able to eat or not in his dictionary, only the difference between being good or not.

Do you think this kind of person will completely give up the wonderful taste and taste of meat food after eating vegetarian food for more than ten years? In fact, he also tried it later and forced himself to eat it, but it all ended in failure. This is not a problem of adaptation or inappropriateness, but his current body cannot accept meat food at all.

And it was Jin Chan's answer that planted a seed of doubt between them, which is a later story.

At this time, the waiter had already brought the food. Seeing that the cicada had no reaction, Yuanxing started eating quietly with Shanguo. The side dishes were very delicious, especially fried tofu, which rarely was eaten on the mountain, which made the two of them very satisfied.

A group of people in the house had finished eating and drinking. A tattooed man with naked upper body was wearing a diagonal dress. When he walked past Yuanxing's table, he suddenly stared at him and said, "What? Little monk, is the smell of man smelling you?" He smelled wine and made Yuanxing turn around.

The big man was even more dissatisfied with this and punched the table with a "bang", and immediately the soup splashed everywhere.

Amitabha, as soon as he went down the mountain, he encountered a fault. Yuan Xing reached out to grab a wooden stick that acted as a blind stick. Later, he must let the other party know what the three major things that Gu Long said should not be provoked. Sure enough, this is the world.

"Rareless." A shout came from the store. A middle-aged man in a costume hurriedly came out and clasped his fists at Yuanxing and Shanguo who had already stood up and said, "I'm sorry, my guy is drunk too much. Feng Zhiyuan, the head of the Hulin Escort Agency, has met two masters."

"Hulin Escort Agency?" Shanguo snorted coldly and glanced at the other party: "It's the first time that the donor has been escorting in Qingzhou. I don't know the rules at the foot of Aconite Mountain, right?"

"Is this the Mount of Wutou?" Feng Zhiyuan was shocked and asked quickly: "Do you dare to ask Master Yuanfa of Wutou Temple?" He secretly regretted it. He also took the mail and rushed to the road, but he didn't even find out the place name.

"It's the family teacher." Shanguo combined with courtesy and pointed to Yuanxing: "This is my uncle, Master Yuanxing."

Wutou Temple? Yuan Xing was puzzled, but he knew that this was not the time to ask for it. When he heard that he mentioned him, he clasped his hands together.

"It turned out to be the two wizards of the Omen Temple, and they were offended before." Feng Zhiyuan's head suddenly came out of sweat, kicking the troublemaker to the ground, and then bowed to the two of them: "As for this kid, whether to beat or punish them depends on the orders of the two masters."

"Amitabha, monks are just a small misunderstanding, just now, so let's forget it!" Yuan Xing was so sincere that he didn't want to care about it. Now he wanted to know what the hell is in the Aconite Temple.

Feng Zhiyuan was granted a general amnesty and kicked the big man on the ground again, and ordered the others to continue to set off. He left without stopping for a moment and ran away as if he was running away.

Yuan Xing had good ears and listened to the other party cursing in a low voice: "This fool would not know that the sky was so high that he could drink some horse urine. Even the junior brother and disciple of the Mang Luohan Yuanfa of the Aconitou Temple dared to provoke him. Let's see how I deal with you later..."

The Mang Luohan? Yuanxing felt that he had discovered something amazing again.

"Cough." Shanguo coughed and whispered: "Well, uncle, what do you think of on the way?"
Chapter completed!