After returning from Wangyou Cliff, the day passed like this, and the night was still with mice. But Han Luo adapted to this kind of life and had no discomfort. He no longer had any worries about whether the mouse harassed him or not.

Han Luo looked outside the iron gate at night, and a slight white light shone in. It was the moonlight. But the wind was loud, and the iron gate was blown and cracked, just like the wind god dancing. Even the mice seemed to be hiding, and the sound of the forest continued to come, and Han Luo was a little scared.

At this time, Uncle Xuanguo also frowned, took out his cell phone, and called his mother at home: "There is no earthquake, right?"

Obviously, he felt relieved after a while and closed his eyes and practiced again.

The next day, the sound of Buddha chanting and wooden fish remained the same. The boy Han Luo felt more and more leisurely. In addition to facing the forest and rocks, the curiosity of the first arrival had been eliminated.

In the early morning, Uncle Xuanguo finished reciting the scriptures and led Han Luo down the mountain to pick up water. Uncle Xuanguo carried a large water tank and Han Luo carried a kettle. The two walked down the mountain along the small mountain road, passing through the pine forest, and coming to the stream water source. The gurgling spring water flowed from here and extended to the outside of the forest ten miles away.

There were some floating objects on the clear spring. Uncle Xuanguo scooped off the floating objects and filled a box of water with a water tank. Han Luo's kettle was also a pot of water.

The two left the water source and went back to the peak. The path was bent. Han Luo gradually felt tired, while Uncle Xuanguo bit his lip and stepped on the mountain road step by step.

This surprised and shocked Han Luo. He was so sad that he was so sad. Don’t Uncle Xuanguo, who was probably 45 kilograms of water, feel tired?

The two returned to the cave. Han Luo took more than a dozen sips of thirsty, quenching her thirst. Uncle Xuanguo also drank water and smiled and said, "We will go to the foot of the mountain to wash clothes in the afternoon."

Han Luo then took the big thin card and went out to recite the scriptures.

At noon, Uncle Xuanguo made a batter rice. Han Luo was uncomfortable and barely finished a large bowl, but the pot was obviously unnecessary. Uncle Xuanguo finished a bowl and went to serve another bowl. He said to Han Luo: "Mencius cook, eat as much as they cook."

Han Luo asked in surprise: "What should I do if I eat too much?"

Uncle Xuanguo smiled and said, "I can eat as much as I want, and I can not eat for more than ten days."

Han Luo was very surprised.

Later, Uncle Xuanguo obviously finished all the rice pot. After washing the pot, he spread yellow rice paper on the ground, carried a brush and wrote couplets on the yellow rice paper.

Han Luo read and recited Buddhist scriptures.

In the afternoon, the two closed the cave door, and Uncle Xuanguo carried the washbasin, clothes, and Han Luo to go down the mountain.

At this time, a group of people came along the mountain road. There were villagers and urbanites. At this time, there was a dialect saying: "Oh, master, you are back." While speaking, the villagers smiled at a few middle-aged men wearing casual clothes around them, obviously urbanites, and said: "It's this master."

Li Xuanguo walked over with a smile. One of the middle-aged men in casual clothes, who had a lucky look, smiled and said, "Oh, Master. I have been looking for you several times. You are not here again. This time I finally found you."

"Haha, I've been here several times? That means we're destined to do it." Li Xuanguo said with a smile, opened the cave door and let a group of people in.

Li Xuanguo put down the washbasin in his hand, and at this time the villagers who led the way also left the cave. Only a few middle-aged men and a middle-aged woman were left in the cave.

The casual urbanites incense the statue of Maitreya Buddha and then went outside the cave to burn the statue. The middle-aged man with a blessed statue smiled and said, "Master, I also believe in Tantric Buddhism."

"It's fate and fate." Li Xuanguo said with a smile. At this time, he handed the middle-aged man fifty yuan to Uncle Xuanguo, saying, "Master, I'm here this time to ask you a few questions."

"Haha, okay." Li Xuanguo said with a smile: "Then let's go down the mountain together, I am going to go down the mountain."

"Okay." At this time, the urbanites left the cave, Uncle Xuanguo also locked the iron gate, and the group went down the mountain.

Uncle Xuanguo walked with the man from Wei, while the rest walked behind the man from Wei, while Han Luo followed Uncle Xuanguo.

The two of them talked all the time. The man from Beijing was the general manager of a company. His company purchased the opening of Wanfoshan and wanted to make it a tourist attraction. Li Xuanguo said his thoughts one by one, and at the foot of a cliff, he said that he would build the cliff into a ladder, and the cliff was flat, and a thirty-meter Maitreya Buddha was built on it. He flattened a pine forest and built a temple. There were several taboos, all of which were clearly stated.

The group quickly went down the mountain and walked by the stream. At this time, the group of middle-aged men following Fu were almost leaving.

The middle-aged man smiled and said to Han Luo: "Is he practicing with his master?"

Han Luo nodded.

The middle-aged man reached out and patted his shoulder, smiled and said, "Practice well." As he said, he said to Uncle Xuanguo, "Master, then we are chatting another day."

Uncle Xuanguo also smiled and nodded, and the group separated.

The two of them walked along the stream at the foot of the mountain to a concave place. The water flowed like a small waterfall, very torrential. Uncle Xuanguo filled it with water and washed his clothes here.

Li Xuanguo smiled and said, "I heard this morning that someone was going to send money. I gave him fifty dollars."

Han Luo nodded in surprise, took off her upper clothes, washed them in the water, and laid them on the big rocks by the stream, and lay them on them.

After the two of them washed their clothes, Han Luo's clothes were already dry and ready to wear. After Han Luo put them on, he went back to the cave with Uncle Xuanguo.

Time passed so far, and Han Luo could already memorize the "Buddha Pinzun Sheng Dharani Mantra" three days later.

But his heart became more and more restless. After all, he was a modern person. Living in the mountains and forests was as if he was isolated from the world. His heart became flustered and Han Luo began to miss his family.

At night, Uncle Xuanguo smiled at Han Luo and said, "If you want to go home, just say it." Han Luo was also expressed his thoughts and said, "Uncle Xuanguo, I want to go back tomorrow."

Li Xuanguo didn't say anything, just nodded.

The next day, the two went down the mountain, but wanted to send Han Luo home. The seven-day life in the mountain made Han Luo feel like he had been seven years.

After leaving Wanfo Mountain, Uncle Xuanguo led him to Long Village. The village was very backward. The two of them came to a courtyard and entered. There were two old men inside, who believed in Buddhism.

Uncle Xuanguo smiled and said, "This is the child of my friend in my hometown. I sent him home today."

"Oh." The old woman smiled honestly, "I practiced with my master."

Han Luo nodded obediently.

Uncle Xuanguo started chatting with the two old men, eating melon seeds and drinking a bowl of porridge, but Han Luo was not hungry and had to eat a piece of white radish, which was very difficult to swallow.

Uncle Xuanguo laughed and said, "This white radish is sterilized."

When Han Luo heard that it was beneficial, he endured the feeling of being difficult to swallow and ate it.

After chatting, Uncle Xuanguo led Han Luo away from the two old men's homes, left the village, and came to the side of the road.

Li Xuanguo suddenly said, "Luoluo, let's go back to the mountain and leave tomorrow."

When Han Luo heard this, his homesickness became stronger and he said, "Let's go back today."

Li Xuanguo didn't say anything, but started waiting for the train, and arranged a journey home for Han Luo. He first took a train to Lingshan County and took a train from Lingshan County to Xiyuan City. He could probably go to Xiyuan City at night.

After waiting for a while, a car heading to Ziyuan City came, with very few people. Li Xuanguo led Han Luo into the car.

The car started to move, but when it was about to arrive in Ziyuan City, a car accident occurred on the side of the road, causing traffic jams.

The car started to stop, walked, and stopped again.

In this scene, Han Luo did not realize until he practiced to the master in the future that Li Xuanguo's Buddhist realm was already at the point of "knowing good fortune and good fortune every day, and knowing the way of sincerity".

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Chapter completed!