The scholar suddenly turned his head:

"Brother, do you know something?"

The short and fat monk was already holding the porridge in both hands and handed it to Huang Shaohong:

"Fellow Taoist, please try it too, this porridge tastes good!"

Huang Shaohong knew the true identity of the monk in front of him, Fudo Mingwang. Although he had become an immortal at this time, it was not easy to trust him in front of him. He quickly stretched out his hands to take it and thanked him:

"Thank you, Master, then I'll give it a try!"

The scholar had already walked over quickly at this time:

"Brother, do you know something?"

Huang Shaohong picked up the porridge and took a sip. Suddenly, he felt a fragrant and warm current flow from his mouth to his throat and fall into his stomach. Then this warm current spread throughout his body, and then gathered in his mind to nourish his soul.

After finishing a mouthful of porridge, I couldn't help but tremble, and praised repeatedly: "Good stuff, good stuff!"

When the scholar saw Huang Shaohong didn't answer, he grabbed his arm and said anxiously:

"Brother, you haven't answered me yet? Do you know something?"

Xiaoqing's eyes were sharp, and she was about to release her flying sword to cut off the arm of this unreasonable person, but suddenly a look came over her, and her anger instantly dissipated, and she no longer had any intention of taking action.

She was suddenly startled and looked in the direction of the gaze, and saw the short and fat monk looking at her with a smile on his face. At the same time, he also held a bowl of porridge in his hand and handed it over:

"The girl has a bad temper, drink porridge to calm down her anger!"

Xiao Qing was surprised, knowing that a look from the other person could affect her mood, which was not easy, but she was dissatisfied and wanted to get angry, but she saw that Bai Suzhen had already taken the porridge with her polite hands and handed it to her.

said:

"Thank you very much, Master!"

Seeing her sister speaking, Xiaoqing reluctantly said thank you.

The scholar here took Huang Shaohong's arm and said anxiously:

"Brother, this is Zhu Xiaolian, the son of Jiangxi Province. If you want to know anything, please tell me, okay?"

When Huang Shaohong heard the name Zhu Xiaolian, he couldn't help but nodded secretly. It was indeed the plot of the painted wall.

He remembered that this person seemed to have strayed into the fairyland of flowers in the painting wall, and fell in love with one of the peony fairy, but in the end he refused the other party's attempt to stay and insisted on returning to the world to obtain fame, giving up this fate.

Some people may say that Zhu Xiaolian was greedy for worldly wealth and gave up his good marriage with the peony flower fairy.

Huang Shaohong didn't think so. He would make the same choice in a different place. He couldn't give up his real life and his parents and relatives for a woman.

So from an emotional point of view, he still admired Zhu Xiaolian for being able to withstand the temptation of the flower fairy.

He immediately smiled and shook his head and said:

"As the master said, illusions arise from the heart. Of course, you yourself know best what you have experienced. What have you promised others? What have you rejected others? What choices you have made, only you know best...

"

"But brother, since you have chosen, it means that you have already thought about it in your heart. If you decide, you should stop. Since you think it is right, then go to the end. When you have no worries, it is not too late to pursue the things in your dreams.

Fate is yours, it's yours, it's useless if you don't force it, right?"

The last thing he used was a question. In fact, Zhu Xiaolian had already made a decision in his heart when he rejected peony, but he had not yet completely cleared his mind. When Huang Shaohong said this, his thinking suddenly became clear:

"Yes, yes, thank you for your advice, brother, as long as I just go ahead and do it, she said she will be waiting for me no matter what time..."

After he finished speaking, he showed a happy smile, took the porridge handed over by the book boy, drank it all in one gulp, and then praised: "Good porridge!"

When the scholar saw his young master drinking the porridge, he became happy and drank a bowl himself, smacking his lips, but there was no taste at all.

Huang Shaohong looked at him and saw that he was a very unlucky man.

Zhu Xiaolian waited until the boy finished drinking the plain porridge, then asked him to get his things. The master and the servant said goodbye to everyone in the Buddha Hall, and then left the Thousand Buddha Hall.

At Huang Shaohong's signal, Quan Zhenzi and others each drank a bowl of porridge. When they reached the last bowl of Bai Suzhen's porridge, the piglet in Yiqing's arms suddenly jumped down and ran towards the food box.

I wanted to be the first to drink the porridge.

Huang Shaohong flew up and kicked the piglet away with a 'bang' sound. The pig jumped high in pain after landing, but it no longer dared to rush over and act recklessly.

The short and fat monk smiled and waved to the little pig: "This vegetarian porridge was made by a poor monk using a green date he snatched back then. You know your stuff, come here and let me have a look."

The little pig took a wary look at the short and fat monk, and quickly ran towards the white lady, as if he wanted to jump into her arms.

When Huang Shaohong raised his feet again, he immediately nodded and jumped into Yi Qing's arms, snorting angrily.

Huang Shaohong picked up the last bowl of porridge, put it in Bai Suzhen's hand, and told her that the porridge was of great benefit to the soul, so she could just drink it with confidence.

Then, in the eyes full of friendship from the white lady, she turned around and showed a Taoist courtesy to the short and fat monk, and asked:

"May I ask which Bodhisattva in Buddhism the master is?"

Although Po Tong had told Huang Shaohong that the monk in front of him was his true identity, he still pretended not to know at this time. Otherwise, if the other party knew that he had understood his true identity and pressed him, he would not be able to explain.

The short and fat monk laughed and asked noncommittally:

"Why do fellow Taoists confirm it so much?"

Huang Shaohong shook his head and smiled bitterly:

"I was able to compete with Guangli Bodhisattva in that world. Now I have transcended the tribulation and become an immortal, but I still can't see the master's footsteps clearly. You are not a Bodhisattva, so you can't be a Buddha, right?"

The short and fat monk smiled and nodded: "The poor monk's name does not change!"

Bai Suzhen immediately finished eating. She stepped forward to greet him and said, "My disciple, Mr. Lishan, Bai Suzhen, has seen the Bodhisattva Fudo!"

The short and fat monk stretched out his hand to help: "Your master wants to discuss friendship with me, just call me uncle!"

Bai Suzhen shouted obediently: "Uncle Master!"

Huang Shaohong rolled his eyes. He was taking advantage of the meeting. He immediately said to Bai Suzhen:

"Su Zhen, please ask your uncle if he has any greeting gifts!"

Bai Suzhen suddenly looked embarrassed.

Fudo Mingwang pointed at Huang Shaohong and chuckled:

"Fellow Taoist, how many good things have you taken from my Buddhist school, and you still want some benefits? If you really want the benefits, you can first give Cihang's 'Thinking Fan' back to my Buddhist school!"

Huang Shaohong immediately changed the topic:

"I said, Bodhisattva, you must have an explanation for this matter, right? You let me, a great heavenly master, the City God of Wuzhou, enter the Small Thousand World to help you with Buddhism for no reason. You are treating me like a fool, right?

"

Fudo Mingwang said with a smile:

"I know you want benefits. There are no benefits. Let's do this. Have you seen the "Master Xuanzang's Journey to the West to Fetch Buddhist Scriptures"? You go in and help me do something. I will naturally have something good for you when you come out!"

Huang Shaohong refused without even thinking about it. He greeted his people and was about to leave, but King Fudo Ming smiled and said:
Chapter completed!