Chapter 3: When you go out, the senior brother has an explanation

In the early morning, the morning light shines through the clouds and mist on the glazed tiles of the temple's golden roof, reflecting the brilliant light, so that the entire Shaolin Temple seems to be shrouded in a layer of Buddha light, the melodious bell comes from the Shaolin Temple, and it is not long before you see groups of monks, walking towards the chanting hall.

In the past seventeen years, Ye Huang has watched this scene countless times, but when he was about to leave at this moment, he felt a kind of reluctance.

"Ye Huang, after going down the mountain this time, remember to cherish it. ”

"In different temples under the mountain, people are different from temples, so you must be careful in everything. ”

At the side door of the temple, several senior brothers were bidding farewell to Ye Huang, they all watched Ye Huang grow up with their own eyes, and they were reluctant to learn that Ye Huang was going down the mountain to experience, and repeatedly told Ye Huang what to pay attention to after going down the mountain.

"After going down the mountain, beware of being in the world, you can't hurt people and have the heart to defend people, your luggage has clothes worn by ordinary people, do you have to remember to change it?"

"Also, everything under the mountain has to be exchanged for money, so you must keep the money in your pocket. ”

"Knowing all senior brothers, I will definitely be careful. Ye Huang thanked a few senior brothers, and glanced inside the door, but did not find the figure of Master Pu Nian.

It seems that the master is not going to send him, Ye Huang shook his head to dispel some disappointment in his heart, in fact, it is not that Pu Nian is unwilling to say goodbye, but for Ye Huang, who was raised by himself, Pu Nian's reluctance in his heart is even worse.

There is no need to stay any longer, Ye Huang is ready to leave.

"A few senior brothers don't need to send it anymore, just wait...... I will soon break through to the Baodan realm, and when the time comes, if a few senior brothers are still in the bright and dark strength, it will be a shame. ”

At the mention of this, several senior brothers blushed, and said angrily: "Bastard boy, let's go, leave you on the mountain and only know how to be angry with us." ”

"Hurry up, don't delay our chanting. ”

Ye Huang grinned, folded his hands together, turned around and strode down the mountain.

The mountain road was long, and Ye Huang felt for the first time that the road down the mountain was so long, as if he had walked into another world after walking this distance.

The little monk who was in a nervous mood, full of parting melancholy and could not be relieved, suddenly heard a melodious flute sound from the mountain cliff.

Ye Huang stopped, looked at the mountain behind him, and saw that among the green mountains and cypresses, a nun dressed in a plain robe and wearing a monk's hat was playing the flute.

"It's Jojo! she's coming to see me off. ”

Ye Huang looked back at her, accompanied by the sound of the wind, and the ethereal singing came:

Will do it, and will do it, you don't know what you don't know, you cherish what you know......

After hearing Qiao Qiao's singing, the haze in Ye Huang's heart was swept away, and he said thank you to Qiao Qiao loudly, and then walked down the mountain non-stop, never looking back all the way.

......

In the meditation room, Pu Nian, who was meditating and chanting, suddenly opened his eyes, put down the wooden fish in his hand, and said to the empty room, "You are here." ”

"Sending him down the mountain, is it your arrangement or the Shaolin Temple's arrangement?"

Before the words fell, he saw a figure gradually appear from the void, he was wearing a pitch-black robe and a hood covering his face, but it was not difficult to know from the voice that this person's age was probably not much different from Pu Nian.

Pu Nian sat up from the futon, motioned to the man in black to walk to the guest room, he brought hot tea to the man in black to bring tea, and said: "All this is the abbot's arrangement, the Xia family was originally an ancient martial arts family, after the decline of martial arts in the clan, he devoted himself to the research of genetic modification, and sent Ye Huang to the Xia family, one is to protect the Xia family from being completely controlled by another faction, and the other is to allow Ye Huang to experience himself in the red dust." ”

The man in black didn't drink the tea, and snorted coldly and said: "If you want to protect the Xia family, who to send is not to go, the huge Shaolin is not a hundred or eighty stronger than him, if it weren't for you to make a hindrance, your abbot would be willing to send that baby bump to the bottom of the mountain?"

Pu Nian was silent, but the Buddhist beads in his hand were constantly turning, and there was an unpredictable smile on his face.

"The cycle of cause and effect, what should come will always come. After a long silence, Pu Nian said.

The man in black was stunned for a moment, and sighed, "That's it...... As you said, what should come will come, and instead of being passive at that time, it is better to let him grow now. ”

......

It coincides with the half-monthly market in Yangliu Town, the street is lined with vendors who set up stalls, from melons, fruits and vegetables to daily necessities, there is a dazzling array of everything, the crowd is surging and rubbing shoulders, and the sound of selling and selling is endless.

Looking at this noisy and lively scene, Ye Huang was stunned in place, standing stupidly outside the town, in order to be able to reach the destination quickly, he went over the mountains and mountains along the way, eating and drinking, and everything he saw was green mountains and birds, at this moment he finally saw the market in the world, he was excited, this was the second time he went down the mountain in seventeen years.

The first time was when Uncle Xiao secretly took him down, when he was only five years old, Uncle Xiao bought him a sugar gourd, and he still remembers the sweet and sour taste.

"Sugar gourd! ”

The vendor holding the sugar gourd tree shouted loudly, and when he heard the voice, Ye Huang's eyes lit up, and he squeezed through the crowd and came to the vendor, looking at the bright red sugar gourd.

The vendor looked at the bald boy in a monk's robe in surprise and said, "Little master, do you want to come with the sugar gourd?"

Ye Huang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, nodded busily and said, "Yes, yes!"

"Does the little master want hawthorn or apple?"

"Is it okay?"

"Okay. The vendor tore off two sugar gourds and handed them to Ye Huang.

"Thank you, uncle, you are such a good person. Ye Huang took the sugar gourd, tore off the wrapping paper and sent it to his mouth, the sweetness of the syrup melted on the tip of his tongue, and he walked forward with a delicious meal, completely forgetting the precautions that his senior brother had told: Everything under the mountain costs money.

"Stop!"

Without waiting for Ye Huang to go far, the little vendor who bought the sugar gourd shouted loudly, Ye Huang didn't know that he was shouting to himself, a mouthful of apples, a mouthful of hawthorn was just a bit of energy.

"Hey, little monk, you haven't paid yet. ”

The vendor stepped forward and grabbed Ye Huang's clothes, Ye Huang suddenly realized, slapped his forehead and said, "Haha, I forgot about this, what the senior brother said would pay, give." ”

He took out a wad of hundred-dollar bills from his luggage and handed one to the vendor. Seeing a pile of hundred-yuan bills in Ye Huang's pocket, the vendor's eyes widened, this pile is afraid that there are tens of thousands, and the vendor was stunned for a while before taking the banknotes, muttering in his heart that there are still people in this world who don't know how to pay for things, and when he was about to look for money, he found that the little monk had turned around and left.

Looking at Ye Huang's emaciated figure and thinking of the red-haired grandfather in his pocket, a strange light flashed in the vendor's eyes.