Chapter 17: Bodhisattva Guanyue talks about half a month off

Saburo glanced at him and smiled. He said, "I will leave."
He fluttered the next sentence, and he turned and left. It is reasonable to say that thank you for catching up and asking, but he has a strange feeling. I think that since the boy has said that he is leaving, he should not leave for too long, and he will definitely come back again. Going from the perspective of travel.
Thanks to the things he received when he walked down the street last night, he turned over and turned his left hand, took out a hot pot in his left hand, and found a kitchen knife in his right hand. He looked at the pile of fruits and vegetables on the table and got up.
After a scent of incense, the Bodhisattva actually sounded a full foot. This foot sound is not a disease, you can imagine the young man's calm and unrestrained appearance when he walks.
At this point, the things that Xie pity had in his hand had turned into two plates. He looked at the things on the plate and looked left and right. He sighed and didn't want to see it again. So he went out and saw Sanro.
The boy stood outside, perhaps because the sun was shining. He took off the red dress and tied it to his waist casually. He only wore a white light coat on his upper body and his sleeves rolled up. It seemed that the whole person was very clean. . He put his right foot on a rectangular board and turned a hatchet in his left hand. The hatchet was borrowed from which villager's house. It looked blunt and heavy. It was easy in his hands, and it seemed to be extremely sharp. From time to time, he cut two knives on the board, like peeling. He blinked and saw thankfulness and said: "Do something."
Thanks for the past, he was actually doing a door leaf. Moreover, the size is just right, the appearance is beautiful, the noodles are very smooth, and the craftsmanship is extremely good. Because this boy seems to be a big man, thank you for thinking that he is probably a type of grain that does not distinguish between four bodies. Who knows that he is very good at doing things, saying: "Working hard, Saburo."
Saburo smiled and did not answer. When he had a hatchet, he installed it, knocked on the door, and said to him: "It is better to draw a picture and draw it on the door."
After that, if you had nothing to open the curtain, go in.
It seems that the strict curse on the curtain did not have any deterrent effect on him, and Saburo did not care.
Thanks for closing this new door, I couldn't help but open it again, then close it, open it again, and close it. I said that this door is really good. I switched it a few times and suddenly woke up and felt that I was really bored. That Saburo has already sat down in the house. Xie pity left the door and took out a plate of hoes from the villagers in the morning and placed them on the table.
Saburo looked at the girl and didn't speak. He just laughed low and seemed to see through. Thanks for the pity, he poured two bowls of water and was preparing to sit down. He saw the sleeves that Sanlang rolled up, and there was a small row of tattoos on his arm, which was very strange. Saburo noticed his gaze, put his sleeve down, and smiled: "I was stabbed when I was young."
If you put down your sleeves, you don't want to say more. Thank you for your understanding. He sat, looked up and glanced at the portrait, saying: "Sanlang, you paint very well, but some people in the family teach?"
Saburo poked a few hoes with chopsticks and said: "Nobody teaches. I paint myself to be happy."
Thanks to the pity: "How do you even draw a picture of the fairy tales?"
Saburo smiled and said: "You don't mean that I know everything? Of course I know how to paint."
Although this is a very ridiculous answer, his attitude is frank, as if he is not worried about pity and doubt, and he is not afraid of questioning him. Thank you for your kindness. At this time, there was a bang in the outside. The two men looked up and looked at each other.
Just listen to someone knocking on the door, saying: "Da Xian! It’s gone, Daxian is saving!"
Thanks for opening the door, a group of people stood in the doorway and circled. The village chief saw him open the door and said with great joy: "Da Xian! This person seems to be dying! You can save him!"
Thanks to the people who heard that people are dying, they quickly went up to see. I saw a group of villagers surrounded by a Taoist, unkempt, a yellow sand, clothing and soles shoes ruined, seems to be rushing for many days, finally unable to support the past here, was lifted. Thanks to pity: "Don't panic, not dead." He leaned over and ordered a few times on this person. In the process, he found that some objects hanging on this person, such as gossip, iron sword, etc., are effective implements. It seems that it is not an ordinary rivers and lakes, and he can't help but sink. Not long after, this Taoist person really woke up and hoarse and asked: "Where is this?"
The head of the village said: "This is the Bodhisattva village!"
The man muttered: "... came out, I came out, and finally escaped..."
He looked around and suddenly looked at his eyes and said: "Save, save lives, save lives!"
For this kind of reaction, thankfulness has long been expected. He said: "The Taoist friend, what the is going on, what life is saved, what's wrong, don't worry, let's make it clear."
The villagers also said: "Yeah, don't be afraid, we have a big fairy here, he must be everything for you!"
Thankfulness: "???"
This group of villagers did not actually see him showing any gods, but he really regarded him as a living god. He thanked him for not knowing what to say. He thought: "Everything is flat, this is really impossible to guarantee." That humanity: "Where is this from here?"
That humanity: "I... I am coming from half a month!"
Hearing the words, everyone looked at each other: "Where is the half-moon off?" "I haven't heard it!"
Thanks to pity: "Half a month is in the northwest, far away from here. How did you come here?"
That humanity: "I... I managed to escape."
He speaks incoherently and his emotions are extremely unstable. In this case, the more people around you are the more difficult to talk, the screaming, unclear and inaudible, thanking the pity: "Go in and say."
He gently mentioned the person and helped him into the house. He turned and said to the villagers: "Please go back, don't look around."
The villagers are very enthusiastic: "Da Xian, what happened to him!" "Yeah, what the is going on?" "If there is any difficulty, we will help you!"
The more enthusiastic they are, the more they can't help. Thanks for the pity, I just had to suppress the voice, and said awkwardly: "This... may be evil."
The villagers were shocked. It’s got it in the evil! Still don't look at it, and it has been scattered quickly. Xie pity and laughter, close the door, Saburo is still sitting at the table, playing chopsticks in his hand. He stared at the man, his eyes were quite scrutinized, and thanked him for saying: "Nothing, you will eat."
He let the person sit, and stood on his own, saying: "This Taoist friend, I am the master of this place, it is also a spiritual person. You should not be nervous, if there is anything to talk about. If you can help The place, maybe I can do a little bit of power. You just said, what happened in half a month?"
The man took a few breaths, seemed to be in a place where there were few people, and listened to his comforting words. He finally calmed down and said, "Have you ever heard of this place?"
Thanks for the pity: "I have heard it. Half a month is locked in an oasis in the Gobi. The half-moon night is beautiful, it is a beautiful scenery, so it is this name."
That humanity: "Oasis? Beautiful? It was a thing of a hundred or two hundred years ago. Now, let it be half-life!"
Thank you very much, said: "How do you say?"
The person’s face was blue and green, and he said:
Because no matter who goes from there, at least half of the people will disappear without a trace. Isn’t it a half-life?

This is really not heard. Thanks to the pity: "Who is this to listen to?"
The humanity said: "I don't listen to who said it, I saw it with my own eyes!" He sat up and said, "There is a caravan going through there, knowing the evil door of this place, and asking our entire division to that dart. "The result..." he said with sorrow and anger. "The result is that I will only have one!"
Thank you for raising your hand and telling him to sit down, don't be excited, "How many people are there in your party?"
That person said: "I have a whole division, plus a caravan, about sixty people!"
More than sixty people. The female ghost Xuan Ji, in a hundred years of chaos, and finally the soul of the temple to calculate the victims of the disaster did not reach two hundred. Listening to this person's words, this kind of thing seems to have lasted for more than 100 years. If there are so many people missing every time, it would be a great thing to add up. Xie pity asked: "When did the half-month turn become a half-life, when did it start?"
That humanity: "About, it was 150 years ago, when it became a land of demon."
Xie pity still has to ask him carefully about the murder of his trip and the "demon road" in his mouth. However, from the conversation to the present, there has always been a faint feeling in his heart. When it comes to this, it cannot hide his heart. That weird feeling, so I accepted my words and raised my eyebrows slightly.
At this time, Saburo suddenly said a word.
He said: "Are you escaping all the way from half a month?"
That humanity: "Yeah, hey! Nine deaths."
Saburo "oh" and stopped talking. However, only to eliminate this sentence, thank you have already noticed that something is wrong.
He turned and said warmly: "Then you have to escape all the way, you must be thirsty."
That person is a glimpse. And Xie Pity has put a bowl of water in front of him and said: "There is water here, this Taoist friend, come and have a drink."
Against this bowl of water, the face of this Taoist man’s face flashed through. And thank you for standing on the side, holding his hands in his sleeves and waiting quietly.
This Taoist man came from the northwest, and he fled all the way. He was bound to be hungry and hungry. He looked at him like it, and he did not have the leisure to eat and drink.
However, after he woke up, he said so much, but he did not ask for any water to eat at all. After he entered the house, he faced the food and water on the table. He did not even have a desire or hope. He even did not even look at it.
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