God-level funeral: creating a mysterious past

Chapter 70

This is a small village. At the entrance of the village, there is a 20-meter-long river. The river is clear and reflects colorful lights under the sunlight, making it look extremely beautiful.

Now it is spring, everything is revived, everything is full of vigor and vitality, just like in the current small village, every household is full of joyful atmosphere.

The village is close to the mountain, surrounded by many trees with lush branches and leaves, blocking most of the sunlight.

Children are surrounded by these trees, holding their branches in their hands, they are playing, some are playing, some are chasing insects, in short, it is very lively here.

A young novice wearing a bamboo hat, white robe, and carrying a basket, with a somewhat thin body, walked to the stone road beside the river, took out a cloth towel from his arms, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and then put his hand in his hand He placed the basket on the ground next to him, took off the water bag hanging from his waist, and pulled out the stopper on the mouth of the water bag.

"Gulu Gulu Gulu." Water was poured into the bag, and after three or four gulps in a row, the little novice reattached the water bag.

The little novice stood up, patted the wrinkled white robe, with a smile on his face, looked up at the distant sky, and muttered to himself, "Today is really a beautiful day!"

After finishing speaking, the little novice lowered his head again, clasped his hands together, and silently recited the Buddha's name, then turned his head and looked at the distant woods, with a brighter smile on his face.

"Excuse me, little master, do you need any help?" At this moment, an old man leaned on a cane, walked to the side of the little novice, looked at the little novice in front of him and asked.

Hearing the old man's words, the little novice monk looked at the old man and saw that he was wearing an ordinary cotton and linen jacket, holding a cane in his hand, with an old face, but full of energy, and a stick on his head. Wearing a cloth bag.

The little novice thought secretly in his heart, it seems that this person should be a villager in this area. Judging from his appearance, he should not be too old, and his eyes are very bright, and his spirit seems to be in good spirits.

The little novice nodded slightly, and replied, "Amitabha, thank you for your concern. The scenery here is picturesque, and it is really a paradise. I want to stay here for a while, and I hope you don't mind."

Hearing what the little novice said, the old man shook his head slightly, and replied with a smile, "Hehehe, I don't mind, I don't mind, it's a merit for the little master to stay here for a while."

Hearing this, the little novice felt very relieved.This uncle, although they met by chance, he was able to understand him so well, and he remembered this kindness.

There was a burst of emotion in his heart. For monks, fate is the most important thing for people. If you meet by fate, there will be fate.

"I wonder if the little master needs some food?" the old man looked at the little novice and asked.

The young monk nodded when he heard this, and then replied, "Amitabha, the young monk is indeed hungry. Please prepare some food."

"Okay, please wait a moment, little master, I'll come as soon as I go." The old man replied with a smile, then turned and left.

When the old man turned around, the little novice noticed that the old man was staggering a bit and seemed to have difficulty walking. He prayed in his heart, hoping that the old man would recover.

A noodle cake and a bowl of porridge, the old man brought it to the little novice.

This bowl of porridge is not much, but it is very fragrant, and it can be seen that it has been carefully cooked.

The little novice picked it up, put it in front of his nose and sniffed lightly, and felt that this bowl of porridge exuded a faint fragrance, which made people feel refreshed and happy.

The little novice monk picked up the chopsticks, put a piece of bread into his mouth, and bit it down, his articulate mouth was fragrant, which whetted his appetite.

"Mmm! It's delicious!" the little novice couldn't help but praise, and then picked up the chopsticks and began to eat.

After taking a few mouthfuls, the little novice put down his chopsticks and looked at the pasta on the table, feeling a burst of emotion in his heart. I have been traveling all the way without eating for a whole day, and my stomach is already hungry. I did not expect to meet such kind-hearted people , is willing to give me food, it is not easy!
The little novice was thinking this way, with a grateful expression on his face.

"Thank you, benefactor!" The little novice stood up, clasped his hands together and bowed to the old man.

"Amitabha, little master, you don't have to be like this!" The old man also stood up quickly.

Seeing this, the little monk smiled and waved his hands, then sat down on the ground again and picked up the chopsticks.

After eating, the little novice took out a purse from his pocket, counted twenty coins and handed it to the old man. After the old man took it, he looked at the little novice with a wider smile on his face.

In another place, several masked people were also not far away, looking at the village.

"You said, is this the place we're going to grab this time?" One of the masked men looked at the people next to him and asked.

"Yes, this is the place." The masked man next to him nodded and replied affirmatively, with a kind of confidence in his tone.

"Oh, shall we go now?" Hearing what his companion said, the masked man next to him asked.

"Go back and tell the boss first, you continue to stare here to see if there is any change." The masked man reminded, "Also, don't act rashly, lest you startle the snake and make the boss' plan fail."

"Understood." Several masked men nodded, then turned and went back.

A tall man on a horse looked at his subordinates who came to report.

"How is it? Is there any problem with this village?" The tall man asked.

"Boss, most of the residents in this village are old and weak, women and children. There are only one or two families whose houses are relatively new. They shouldn't pose too much threat. As for those strong men, they are just ordinary people. We brothers can deal with them casually." A masked man replied respectfully.

Hearing this, the tall man nodded, pondered for a while, and suddenly asked, "By the way, are there any other villages nearby?"

Hearing this, the masked man immediately replied, "There are a few villages, but they are all small remote villages, far away from our place. It may take some time to find them."

"Forget it, let the brothers prepare. We're going to set off now. The government is hunting us recently, so we shouldn't stay for long." The tall man ordered.

"Yes, boss!" Hearing this, the masked man immediately nodded respectfully, then turned and left.

The tall man looked at the back of the masked man with a gloomy glint in his eyes.

"Hmph! No matter who dares to obstruct my big event, I will definitely make him not live, not die!" The tall man clenched his fists fiercely and said angrily.

The bandits with big knives looked at the scene in front of them, and they all showed ferocious and bloodthirsty expressions.

A group of people drove forward mightily.

(End of this chapter)