Wei Huo saw six or seven deer, and the antlers of these deer would emit blue light, but after a closer look, he found that it was not that their antlers emit blue light, but that several blue butterflies stopped on their antlers.

A few deer kept leaping on the mountainside, and blue butterflies flew up from time to time and fell from time to time.

At this time, a little deer came to Wei Huo. It was not afraid of people at all. It also walked to Wei Huo and sniffed Wei Huo's sleeves.

Wei Huo laughed, flipped his hands and showed a piece of biscuit in his palm.

The deer happily licked the biscuits in Wei Huo's hand. At this time, several other deer also surrounded Wei Huo.

"when!"

A loud bell sounded from the top of the mountain, and several deer were startled and jumped up the mountain.

Wei Huo followed, and he followed behind several deer. Perhaps Wei Huo had just shown friendship, or perhaps they were particularly close to humans, so they surrounded Wei Huo and advanced with Wei Huo.

Wei Huo followed the deer and jumped over the rocks, jumped over the streams, and finally saw a small path. Wei Huo followed the path and finally saw a quaint bell pavilion, and there was an old monk in his sixties and seventies in the bell pavilion.

"Damn!" The bell rang, and the deer ran to the vicinity of the old monk, and then saw the old monk sprinkling a lot of special green fruits. The deer immediately started to eat the green fruits.

The old monk's beard and eyebrows were gray, with nine ring scars on his head, wearing ordinary monk's uniforms with patches, and cloth shoes on his feet. When he saw Wei Huo, he immediately folded his hands together: "Amitabha, the deer must be the one who brings guests here, and he must have a fate with my Buddha. I don't know where the guests came from and where they want to go?"

Wei Huo thought for a while before answering: "I'll come from nothingness and go from nothingness?"

Old monk: "..."

The old monk said, "I just ask who you are? What are you here for? There is no need to be that complicated answer."

Wei Huo: "..."

Then you won’t ask directly?

Wei Huo said, "I just found this mountain strange, so come up and take a look."

The old monk walked out of Zhongting and asked, "What's strange about this mountain?"

Wei Huo looked around and found that the plants here were not growing wildly and the buildings were intact. He asked, "Don't you know what's going on outside the mountain?"

The old monk clasped his hands together: "I sit in the mountains, what does it have to do with me outside the mountains? Even if the mountains change and the stars change, I remain calm in the mountains, people remain unchanged, heaven and earth remain unchanged, if people change, heaven and earth change by themselves!"

The old monk has a very high realm, and it was only now that Wei Huo discovered that this old monk is actually a rare existence. In other words, his soul strength has reached 100 times that of ordinary humans.

This made Wei Huo very interesting. Is this old monk's level of high level or is this mountain not simple?

Wei Huo asked: "You always stay alone in this mountain?"

The old monk shook his head: "There should be a village at the foot of the mountain, but most of them have moved away. Someone has contracted dozens of acres of mountainous land on the mountainside, and it seems that he plans to plant fruit trees, but I didn't see it or hear it. It seems that he gave up."

Wei Huo said: "I think you should go out to the mountains to see. The world is already very different!"

The old monk clasped his hands together: "I can't leave here. If I leave, who will ring the bell? Who will sweep the ground? Who will take care of the tower?"

Wei Huo listened carefully and suddenly felt that what the old monk said was very Zen. He nodded: "It makes sense."

The old monk said to Wei Huo: "It is better to go to the temple to drink a cup of tea and eat a few fruits. A month ago, a big tree that was dozens of meters tall suddenly appeared in the temple yard, and unknown fruits were born on the tree. I named it Bodhi Fruit. I picked it and ate it, and I also gave it to these deer to eat it."

Wei Huo asked: "Did you notice that the time of day has become longer?"

The old monk smiled and said, "One day is one day, how can it become longer?"

The old monk took Wei Huo into the temple. This is an ordinary temple with a small courtyard, a main hall, three houses, and a kitchen.

There is a set of stone tables and chairs in the yard, just under a big tree in the center. This is a very strange big tree. The leaves are light blue, the trunks are light red, and the fruits are blue-green.

The old monk asked Wei Huo to sit at the stone table and then walked into the kitchen. Soon, white smoke came out of the kitchen chimney. Soon, the old monk carried a pitch-black water stove. The outside of the water stove was full of carbon black. This was the carbon accumulated on the surface of the iron stove after the fuel was insufficiently burned. After the old monk used this stove to boil water for a long time, the entire iron stove turned black, and the surface was covered with some uneven but shiny black carbon black. When he turned on the iron stove, the iron stove was full of scale, circle after circle, from inside to outside, from deep to shallow.

The old monk's way of making tea is very simple. He took two white porcelain bowls with gaps, put some broken tea leaves, and poured the hot water into the bowl. With the "squeaking" sound from the porcelain bowl, the tea leaves were constantly rotated by the hot water. Gradually, a fragrance was emitted.

The old monk said, "This is dried wild tea. If someone comes and is willing to drink it, I will make this tea."

Wei Huo nodded. The appearance of this water boiler does not look very good. It is pitch black, the scale in the furnace is also very thick and the color is very dark. The tea bowl is indeed simple, and the tea water comes out along the cracks.

No one comes to this kind of temple, and no one is willing to drink this kind of tea.

Wei Huo took a sip and felt that the tea had a faint fragrance and was not bitter. The hot water was originally hot, but with the tea, I only felt hot, not hot. However, after drinking it, my whole body would become hot.

"Try this Arhat Fruit." The old monk picked a few green fruits. The fruit was about the same size as walnuts. It was neither sweet nor sour, just like this tea, light, but after eating it, Wei Huo felt heat all over his body. The fruit contained very strong energy. No wonder the old monk didn't think the day was long because he didn't feel hungry.

"I want to trade with you. I need fruit seeds and seedlings of wild tea..." Wei Huo suddenly stopped speaking halfway, because he suddenly realized that he might not have what the old monk needed.

Food? The old monk is not short of food, and Wei Huo only has the meat of prey. The old monk should not need it. Silver? The old monk cannot use it at all.

Wei Huo asked: "Do you have anything to be missing?"

The old monk smiled and shook his head: "There are many of these things in the mountains, I'll give them to you, I don't need anything."

Wei Huo also laughed: "I am worthy of being a master, with no desire or demand."
Chapter completed!