emotional disorder

The white fox tuanzi stretched out a pair of furry paws, and wiped away the tears on the face of the monk Mingkong with a soft pad, and then rubbed his furry face on Mingkong's cheek, comforting: "Mingkong, don't you Be sad."

The white fox dumpling is less than one year old, and has a soft and waxy voice, as if it could drink a mouthful of sweet breast milk.

Mingkong wanted to deny it again, but the words squeezed his throat, but it hurt his throat.

When the man died, he knew the feeling of sadness for the first time, and now, the sadness that had been buried deep in his heart was unintentionally drawn out by the white fox group. It was connected with the internal organs, as if they wanted to exhaust all the internal organs. Chopped to rest.

If it were him thousands of years ago, without his permission, no one would dare to pry into his mind, and no one would dare to question his reply—except for that person.

He would sternly deny it, would punish the white fox dumpling angrily, and might even turn the white fox dumpling into a fur cushion.

But now he just said in his heart: The poor monk misses you very much, where are you?

Then, he stroked the back of Baihu Tuanzi, and said softly: "The poor monk is fine."

Baihu Tuanzi stared into Ming Kong's eyes, feeling that there was nothing but the thick and indelible sadness inside.

He didn't like Ming Kong's appearance, and hurriedly apologized: "If I said something wrong or did something wrong, you must point it out."

The White Fox Tuanzi is not at fault at all, the one who is at fault is himself, if more than five hundred years ago...

He suddenly put away his thoughts, and then said with a smile: "It's not your fault, the poor monk just remembered some old things."

That's right, it's already a thing of the past, if it wasn't for his profound Taoism and never having died once, those things would have happened so many lives ago.

"Old things?" Baihu Tuanzi asked suspiciously, "Does the old things mean things that happened a long time ago?"

Ming Kong nodded and said instead: "Don't you want to eat frogs? Let's go downstairs first."

"Yeah." The white fox dumpling opened a pair of furry paws towards Ming Kong, and said coquettishly, "Hug."

Mingkong picked up the white fox dumpling, and said: "Don't spit out people's words in front of ordinary people."

Seeing that Baihu Tuanzi obediently responded, he asked again: "What's your name?"

Baihu Tuanzi replied, "My name is Ruan Bai."

Ruan Bai, the fox is as its name suggests, it is really soft and white.

Mingkong carried the white fox dumpling and went downstairs, and asked the second brother, but unfortunately there were no dishes with frogs as ingredients.

Since there is no local habit of eating frogs, even though he asked all over Huansha City, he still couldn't satisfy the appetite of Baihu Tuanzi.

It was cold winter, and the frogs had hibernated. If he wanted to eat frogs, he had to catch the hibernating frogs, cut their throats, peel them, wash them, and put them in the pot.

He became more and more like a monk. In the past 500 years, except for the villains, he has never killed a living being, and he has never killed an ant.

"Sorry." He stroked Baihu Tuanzi's forehead and said, "How about eating something else? After confirming that there are no more monsters in the city, the poor monk will take you out of the city to the mountains, and let you look for food by yourself."

White Fox Tuanzi is not an ignorant Mao Tuanzi, he is not noisy, taking advantage of no one around, he lowered his voice and said: "I don't want to eat frogs anymore, I want to eat Zinai."

The ripening season of purple nai has already passed, but it should be possible to buy purple nai stored in the cellar.

Ming Kong carried the white fox dumpling and went to the market again. After a lot of effort, he finally bought a small basket of purple nai.

White Fox Tuanzi was holding Zinai in his hand, and was happily chewing on it, his voice was very crisp.

There was a time when Mingkong slipped out of the Wuxiang Temple every day, went to a nearby field of purple scorpion, stole the purple scorpion to eat, and even deliberately broke off the branches full of succulents.

But now he has completely forgotten what it was like to be in Zinai at that time, only the look of that man who was angry because he couldn't stop him from destroying the Zinai tree is deeply in his mind.

It was clearly an extremely ordinary trifle, but after that person passed away, he would recall it from time to time. If it wasn't for this, he probably wouldn't have realized that he remembered so many trivial trifles.

After the white fox tuanzi gnawed a purple nai, he took out another purple nai from the bamboo basket.

One person and one fox checked in Huansha City again before returning to the inn.

There were about twenty purple nai in a small basket, but when we got back to the inn, there were only six left.

Mingkong put the bamboo basket down, then supported the white fox dumpling's buttocks with one hand, stroked the white fox dumpling's fur belly with the other hand, and said worriedly: "You really don't know how to accumulate food?"

White Fox Tuanzi gnawed on Zi Nai, and said inarticulately: "Of course not."

The fur belly of the white fox dumpling had swelled to twice its original size, as if it was about to burst.

Mingkong snatched the half-gnawed Zinai from the mouth of Baihu Tuanzi, and said solemnly: "Don't eat any more."

The White Fox Tuanzi stared at Mingkong with watery eyes, biting his furry paws aggrievedly.

Mingkong was extremely helpless, he had never raised live animals, and he was afraid that he would raise the white fox dumpling to death, so he did not compromise, but said: "You can only continue to eat when your belly is deflated."

"I'm so pitiful." The white fox dumpling nimbly jumped out of Mingkong's arms, climbed onto the bed, and turned his back to Mingkong, leaving only a small furry back.

Ming Kong walked behind Baihu Tuanzi, first rubbed Baihu Tuanzi's hairy ears, and then brought half of the purple scorpion in his hand to Baihu Tuanzi's mouth.

The white fox group called out sadly twice, turned around, glanced at Mingkong, paused for a while, and then held half a purple scorpion, and started to gnaw again.

Hearing the crisp voice, Mingkong said: "The remaining six purple scorpions will be kept by the poor monk first, and the poor monk will return them to you when your belly is deflated."

The white fox group watched the six purple scorpions disappear with their bamboo baskets, and instead took small bites of the purple scorpions in their hands cherishingly, as if they were gnawing on rare pearls and emeralds.

Ming Kong sighed, brushed the sleeves of his clothes on the ground, turned into a futon, and sat on it to chant sutras.

It took a cup of tea for the white fox dumpling to eat up half of the Zinai just now.

Not satisfied, he flicked his two fur tails, and stroked his fur belly again.

He did eat too much, but he didn't feel bad.

He was paralyzed with a hairy belly, looking at Mingkong eagerly, however, Mingkong ignored him completely, only scriptures flowed out from Mingkong's lips and teeth: "In this way, until the world of all living beings ends, all living beings' karma ends, and all living beings' afflictions end, My homage is exhausted, and the world of sentient beings and even their afflictions are endless, so my homage is endless, and my thoughts continue without interruption, and my body, speech, and mind karma will never tire..."

What Ming Kong recited was the "Great Fangguang Buddha Huayan Sutra", which was a self-certification method proclaimed by Sakyamuni Buddha under the bodhi tree for the five monks, Manjusri, Samantabhadra and other great Bodhisattvas after he became a Buddha.

The White Fox Tuanzi couldn't understand the mystery, but after listening to the scriptures, his mind calmed down, and he didn't think about the remaining six purple cockroaches.

But not long after, he yawned, and Ming Kong's chanting sound seemed to have materialized, following his fur one by one.

He rolled into a ball, closed his eyes, and vaguely remembered that when he was babbling, his mother transformed into her original form and licked his fur lovingly.

But his mother was gone, his father was missing, and he became an orphan.

Fortunately, there is still Ming Kong, Ming Kong...

He Fang was about to fall asleep completely, but suddenly a wave of evil spirit slowly squeezed into the window crack.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and his fur stood up in guard.

Accompanying the evil spirit is a vine, which is slender and covered with dense spikes.

The vine entered the room without a sound, and then crawled towards the bright sky.

When chanting sutras, you must not have distracting thoughts in your heart, you must say it with your mouth and your mind.

Seeing that Mingkong didn't respond at all, or in a state of ecstasy, Baihu Tuanzi hurried over to protect Mingkong.

His parents are fox demons who have cultivated human form. Although he was born with a demon pill, which is far better than ordinary white foxes, he has never practiced and cannot understand magic skills.

Therefore, he didn't know what to do at all, and while calling out "Ming Kong", he grinned at the vines and growled in a low voice.

The vines ignored him, walked around behind him, climbed up from Mingkong's feet, and then circled Mingkong's neck, tightening it bit by bit.

The white fox tuanzi waved his furry paws, but couldn't slap the vines away, so he was anxious to grab Mingkong's cheek, and five bloodstains appeared on Mingkong's cheek immediately.

The next moment, he was held in Mingkong's arms.

Mingkong's face flushed due to lack of breath, he protected him with his body, but ignored the vines.

Seeing this, Baihu Tuanzi was confused and anxious, trying to tear off the vines on Mingkong's neck with all four limbs.

Immediately afterwards, Ming Kong was pulled forcefully by the vine, and broke out of the window immediately, flying into the air.

The vines continued to tighten, Ming Kong looked pained, and his monk's robes fluttered in the bitter north wind.

He secretly observed the surroundings, but apart from the vine, he did not find any other monsters.

The vines are not edible, so they must be controlled by the accomplices, but where are the accomplices hiding?

He originally thought that the accomplice would be in Zuojin, but at present, it seems that the accomplice might not be in Huansha City.

Being able to control vines outside Huansha City, the power of an accomplice is far better than that of a dead leopard.

He looked up and saw that the leopard carcass and leopard skin were still hanging above the city gate.

The accomplice hibernated for nearly half a month, but did not take advantage of the time when he was restrained by the vines to take off the leopard carcass and leopard skin. Obviously, he acted cautiously, or the accomplice was not concerned about the life and death of the leopard, just because he affected the other hunters. Do you want to kill yourself if you eat?

After a while, his cervical spine might be broken by the vines, that's all, he can only make another plan.

The White Fox Tuanzi was too weak, he tossed and tossed for a long time, but to no avail, instead, his limbs were punctured with many small cuts, and the blood flowing out from them stained his snow-white fur little by little.

Ming Kong is going to die, just like his mother...

Tears streamed down his face in an instant, and he called out with sobs one after another: "Ming Kong, Ming Kong, Ming Kong..."

Mingkong's heart softened, and his fingertips were covered with vines.

With a snap of his fingers, Baihu Tuanzi found that he had been hugged by Ming Kong and landed on the ground, and Ming Kong was intact except for his face still flushed.

Excitedly, he rubbed his furry forehead against Mingkong's heart, wagging his two furry tails.

"The poor monk is all right." Ming Kongfang was freed from the suffocation, and instinctively coughed again and again. After the cough stopped, he tore off the monk's clothes and bandaged the limbs for Baihu Tuanzi, and asked again, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts." Baihu Tuanzi didn't feel the pain when he was injured just now, but now he relaxed, and Ming Kong asked again, so that his eyes were wet with pain.

He had never been injured so badly, and with his parents by his side, even if he broke his skin due to naughtiness, his father would sigh and his mother would cry.

He rubbed Ming Kong's chin with his pointed beak, and at the same time looked at the vine, which had been divided into countless sections and slumped to the ground.

"Sorry." Ming Kong rubbed the back of Baihu Tuanzi's head, "Sorry."

After saying that, he squatted down and stared at the vines, carefully distinguishing the evil spirit of the accomplice from above.

The mortals have been scared away by what happened just now, it seems that the place is dead silent.

Mingkong broke the dead silence and asked, "Can you tell what kind of monster the monster aura on it comes from?"

Baihu Tuanzi thought for a while, then nodded and said, "It should be a leopard."

Leopard... If it is a leopard, what is the relationship with the previous leopard?

He looked up, the leopard carcass and leopard skin were still there.

He asked Baihu Tuanzi again: "Can you find that monster with this monster aura?"

"I'm not a dog, but a fox." White Fox Tuanzi pouted, "Let me try."

He immediately jumped down from Ming Kong's arms, sniffing the vines carefully, and when he was young, he said to Ming Kong: "Follow me."

Ming Kong burned the vines with magic, and only then did he catch up with the White Fox Tuanzi.

He took a few steps, and looked again, the leopard carcass and leopard skin above the city gate were gone.

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