emotional disorder

The monk couldn't understand, and seeing the white fox group's teeth and claws, he thought it was very cute.

Seeing that the monk was not overwhelmed by his terrifying aura, Baihu Tuanzi rubbed the back of the monk's hand aggrieved.

The monk laughed, and carried the white fox dumpling to the bed, while he sat by the table and chanted sutras wholeheartedly.

The white fox group blinked and stared at the monk. After a while, he got off the bed again, climbed onto the monk's feet, and lay down on his lap.

The monk ignored him, and he did not disturb the monk, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

At dusk, he opened his eyes and yawned before looking up at the monk.

The monk is still chanting, the treasure is solemn, and the whole person is covered with a layer of warm light, as if exuding the light of Buddha.

He stretched out his claws and hugged the monk's waist. The monk's robe was too thin, and his flesh pads could almost feel the texture of the monk's skin through the monk's robe.

He yawned again and felt hungry, so he let go of the monk's waist, turned over, lay on his back, and rubbed his fur belly with his own paws.

After reading a scripture, the monk understood, stood up, and went downstairs with the white fox dumpling in his arms.

This time, he ordered roast squab for the white fox dumpling, and he ordered stewed vermicelli with cabbage, braised vegetarian chicken and white rice.

The white fox dumpling was placed on the table by the monk. He wanted to nest back into the monk's arms, but he was afraid that he would prevent the monk from having dinner, so he squatted down and ate the roasted pigeon obediently.

When the monk was young, he was too hostile and caused trouble everywhere to prevent him from making a big mistake, so his parents sent him to Wuxiang Temple to practice without any explanation.

However, even after thousands of years of practice, the hostility in his heart still cannot be completely eliminated. For example, when he saw a leopard hurting someone, he would not allow the leopard to live for a moment, and immediately strangled the leopard alive.

He is wearing a monk's robe and hanging Buddhist beads, but he is not compassionate after all. If he were replaced by other monks in Wuxiang Temple, he would definitely give Huabao a chance to argue, even though Huabao is really full of evil.

For another example, he once stabbed that person without hesitation, just because that person violated his will.

After that person passed away, he really started to learn how to be a monk, be a vegetarian and chant scriptures.

In the early years, no living creature dared to get close to him, but now, there is a white fox dumpling who is extremely dependent on him.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the white fox dumpling before continuing to eat.

The white fox tuanzi noticed the monk's gaze, and while eating the roasted pigeon, he rubbed his two big fluffy tails against the monk's arm.

The monk reached out his hand to touch the fur's tail, then took another piece of cabbage and brought it to Baihu Tuanzi's mouth.

The white fox dumpling grimaced, and reluctantly opened his mouth to eat it, but he really didn't like vegetarian dishes, and he was not a rabbit.

Seeing this, the monk no longer forced Baihu Tuanzi to eat cabbage.

He hadn't eaten meat for more than five hundred years, and he didn't miss it when he saw the white fox dumpling eating roasted squab.

After the white fox dumpling finished eating the roasted squab, it lay down on the dining table with its fur belly slumped.

The white fox dumpling is still small, only twice the size of a roasted pigeon. I don't know how to eat a whole roasted pigeon?

The monk rubbed the already protruding fur belly of the white fox dumpling, and said with a smile: "You are really chubby."

"I'm not chubby." The white fox tuanzi stretched out his claws towards the monk, but he couldn't bear to hurt the monk, so he immediately retracted his claws.

The monk asked the waiter for another bowl of tea and held it in his hand.

After drinking the tea, Baihu Tuanzi flicked his two fur tails again.

——In order not to frighten ordinary people, the monk cast a blindfold, and ordinary people can only see a hairy tail.

The white fox tuanzi jumped into the monk's arms again, pulled the monk's skirt with his front paws, and licked the tip of the monk's nose with the tip of his bright red tongue.

The monk stroked the white fox dumpling from its hairy ears to the tip of its tail, and then left the inn with the white fox dumpling in one hand and the oil-paper umbrella in the other.

As he stepped on the snow, he said beside the white fox tuanzi's hairy ears: "Your sense of smell is far better than that of the poor monk. If you smell evil spirits, you must tell the poor monk."

The White Fox Tuanzi nodded, and when he reached a restaurant, he called out in a low voice.

The monk calmed down and looked around, but he didn't find a monster, or a mortal who was suspected of a monster.

He lowered his head, only to see the white fox dumpling pointing at the little crispy meat just taken out of the oil pan, but it turned out that the white fox dumpling wanted to eat the little crispy meat, rather than smelling a demon.

He rubbed the white fox dumpling's fur belly, and said in embarrassment: "You really don't know how to accumulate food?"

"No way." Baihu Tuanzi shook his hairy ears, and then looked longingly at Xiao Surou.

The monk asked again: "The little crispy meat is fried with flour mixed with peppercorns. Maybe you eat peppercorns?"

Baihu Tuanzi didn't know what pepper was, but he was afraid that if he answered that he couldn't eat pepper, the monk would not buy him crispy meat, so he nodded.

The monk sighed helplessly, and then asked the shop for a couple of small crispy meats.

After receiving the copper coins, the shop owner wrapped the crispy meat in oiled paper and handed it to the monk.

The monk sent the little crispy meat to the paws of the white fox group, took the oiled paper umbrella and continued on the way.

The white fox dumpling was held upright by the monk, with the oiled paper bag in its left paw, and a piece of crispy meat stuffed into its mouth with its right paw.

However, after eating only a small piece of crispy meat, he was teary from the stimulation from the pepper.

He looked back pitifully, stared at the monk, and sneezed a few more times.

The monk put down the oil-paper umbrella, wiped the eyes of Baihu Tuanzi with a handkerchief, and laughed at the sunken Baihu Tuanzi: "Can't you eat pepper?"

White Fox Tuanzi's voice became lower and lower: "Of course I can eat pepper..."

The monk rubbed the drooping ears of the white fox dumpling and asked, "Do you want to eat?"

"Yes." Baihu Tuanzi was afraid that the monk would snatch his little crispy meat, so he ate it all up and down, tears streaming down his face, all the hair on his face was wet.

The monk wiped the fur of the white fox dumpling cleanly, but saw that the two furry ears of the white fox dumpling stood up.

White Fox Tuanzi raised his right paw and pointed to a narrow alley.

The monk asked seriously, "Are there any monsters inside?"

The white fox group nodded, and heard the monk say: "Please lead the way."

Reluctantly, the white fox tuanzi jumped down from the monk's warm embrace and ran.

He got into the narrow alley and stopped at the door of a house.

The monk knocked on the door, and another bowl came out.

After a while, an old man who looked like a butler opened the door.

The monk called out the name of the Buddha, and said: "The poor monk is here for alms."

The housekeeper saw that the monk had a kind face and kind eyes, although he thought it was strange that the monk was carrying a white-haired fox, he still invited the monk into the mansion, took the bowl from the monk, and said politely: "Wait a moment."

The monk asked the white fox group at his feet in a low voice: "Where is the monster?"

The white fox dumpling ran to a pond, stepped on the ice, and immediately picked up a koi from under the broken ice.

The monk looked at the white fox tuanzi who was wagging his tail and begging for praise, and rescued the koi from the white fox tuanzi's mouth.

This koi is indeed a monster, but with only a few decades of Taoism, it can't harm anyone at all.

Surprised and frightened, the koi thumped and desperately spit out human words: "Zen Master, don't eat me!"

The koi seem to have learned human speech soon, with a strange tone of voice.

The monk said solemnly: "You have to promise the poor monk that you will not harm anyone in the future."

The koi has only been enlightened for a few months, and it has no intention of harming others, so it immediately agreed.

The monk kept his word and put the koi back into the pond.

The koi spit bubbles in the pool, moved its tail, as if bowing to the monk, and then sank.

Seeing the monk release the koi, Baihu Tuanzi knew that the koi was not the monster the monk was looking for, so his tail drooped immediately.

The monk lowered his body and rubbed the white fox's hairy head comfortingly.

The housekeeper came to the monk, and after the monk got up, he handed the bowl full of food to the monk.

"Thank you, benefactor." The monk took the bowl and left with the white fox group.

Seeing that the monk was holding an umbrella in one hand and a bowl in the other, Baihu Tuanzi had no time to hug him, so he jumped onto the monk's right shoulder.

The monk has no objection.

Except for the koi, there were no monsters in Huansha City. After an hour, one person and one fox returned to the inn room.

The monk had eaten his breakfast, but in order to live up to the kindness of the housekeeper, he still ate up the food in the bowl.

The white fox dumpling rubbed its hairy tail against the monk's belly, and said triumphantly, "You are the one with the meat."

The monk thought that the white fox dumpling was rubbing his belly for digestion, so he said with a smile, "You really are a caring white fox."

Baihu Tuanzi was very distressed. It would be great if he could speak out people's words like that koi. After a while, he realized that he was praised by the monk.

He happily got down from the monk's lap and danced around on the ground.

Seeing this, the monk smiled and said nothing.

Ten days passed in a flash. During these ten days, no one died in Huansha city, and the people in the city lived and worked in peace and contentment.

The monk wondered if he was worrying too much, if it was time to leave Huansha City, but he was afraid that after he left, mortals would suffer again, so he planned to stay for a few more days.

He dug out the carcass of the leopard, and hung the rotten leopard carcass and the shiny leopard skin on the city gate.

Two days later, at dawn, the monk opened his eyes and saw the white fox group happily chasing his two fur tails, so he smiled.

He got off the bed, dressed and washed, and after washing, he waved to the white fox group: "Come here."

The white fox tumbled up and down in front of the monk, rubbed his hairy face against the monk's fingers for a while, and then let the monk clean his face.

The monk took back the fine cloth and asked, "Are you hungry?"

White Fox Tuanzi replied loudly: "I'm hungry, I want to eat frogs."

The monk was taken aback, and looked at the white fox dumpling: "Did you just say 'I'm hungry and want to eat frogs'?"

It was only then that Baihu Tuanzi realized that he could speak human words, and he was so excited that his fur was about to dance, but he didn't answer, but tilted his head and said, "Since you are a monk, you should have a dharma name. What is your law name?"

The monk replied: "The poor monk's dharma name is 'Ming Kong'."

"Mingkong, Mingkong, Mingkong..." Baihutuanzi wanted to ask the monk's Dharma name for a long time, and happily called it several times.

Except for that person, other people seldom call the monk's dharma name.

He was startled for a moment, and couldn't help but think of that man. Many years ago, that man followed him and said to him: "Ming Kong, don't bully the birds."

He said impatiently: "It didn't kill you, why are you nervous?"

"If you don't bully the birds anymore, how about I buy candied haws for you next time?" The man's face was immature, and his voice was also immature, "Let's pull the hook."

"I--poor monks don't care for candied haws, they're just children's playthings." At that time, he was still the age of the head, but he was already acting as if he was the only one, and many people pointed at him, President Xu Become the Demon King of Confusion.

Only the man is willing to play with him.

"Ming Kong, are you sad?" A voice suddenly entered his ears, and he managed to recover, only to realize that he had shed two lines of tears.

This was the second time he shed tears for that person, the first time, his tears fell on that person's lifeless face.

"I'm not sad." He heard himself say this, but his heart hurt so badly, he even forgot that he had already been ordained and became a monk, he should call himself a "poor monk".

The author has something to say: the white fox dumpling in the previous life turned the monk into a flesh and blood person, and the white fox dumpling in this life will teach the monk what love is