Since he didn't feel sleepy, Nanfeng settled the account, sold another pot of wine, and left the inn at night to go to Suzhou. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Casting the birth method, he drove out of the hundred and ten miles before dawn, took a short rest, and went on the road again, at the end of the day, he ran out of more than three hundred miles, which was his limit, his whole body was sore, and the dantian qi sea was completely hollowed out.

Two days later, Nanfeng rushed to Suzhou, bought a gourd from the city, put sesame oil, and went to Foguang Temple to find the fat man.

His clothes are very shabby, but there are more worn than him, most of the people who go to the Foguang Temple to incense are poor people, and they don't know what to ask for, in fact, whether it is a god or a Bodhisattva, they will not give for no reason, and the incense makes a wish in addition to getting a peace of mind, asking for hope, and it has no effect.

You go to incense and make a wish, the Bodhisattva lets you get your wish, and afterwards you take the incense candle to thank you and repay the wish, in this way, won't the Bodhisattva become a bribe for personal gain and take advantage of others?

When he arrived at the mountain gate, the south wind stopped, according to the canon, the Taoist priest was not allowed to enter the temple, but he did not give a urn, nor did he wear a Taoist robe, and it was no big deal to enter, in the words of the fat man, it was 'always okay to enter a few times.' ’

Just when Nanfeng wanted to climb the stairs, the fat man actually came out, with a cover under his arm, and was pushed out by several monks.

I haven't seen him for more than a year, the fat man has grown taller again, he has grown nearly eight feet, and he has become fatter, and several monks have been pushing and shoving, and the fat man does not want to go, so he has been begging for good words, but the monks do not pay attention.

The fat man had no intention of turning back, and when he saw Nanfeng standing under the stage, he instantly changed his face, "What temple, such a bullying of foreign monks, a group of villains, the Buddha disdains to be with you." ”

After that, he turned around and ran towards the south wind, "Hahaha, you want to hurt me." ”

"Talent, you've been kicked out again?" Nanfeng wanted to laugh but didn't, because he suddenly thought that he was also kicked out.

"What nonsense, this Buddha Light Temple is not a good place, the Buddha is annoyed to live. The fat man reached out and grabbed Nanfeng's collar, and lifted him up with one hand, "Why don't you grow tall?"

Before Nanfeng could reply, the monk at the mountain gate opened his mouth to retort, "Abominable righteousness, don't talk nonsense, Foguang Temple is a pure place, how can you keep you if you violate the eight precepts of Buddhism?"

There were many pilgrims inside and outside the mountain gate, and when they heard the quarrel, they stopped one after another, and the fat man couldn't hold it on his face, and shouted loudly, "You spew blood, and if you dare to talk nonsense, the Buddha will tear your mouth." ”

"You come and tear it up!" The group of monks was not afraid of the fat man.

"You bully more and less, you are all villains, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, you wait for me. "The fat man is scared.

"Can you put it down for me?" Nanfeng tilted his head to look at the fat man.

Only then did the fat man remember that he had grabbed Nanfeng in his hand, and when he heard this, he hurriedly put him down, and covered up his embarrassment of not daring to come forward and beat people by talking to him.

"Looks like I'm here at the right time. Nanfeng laughed.

"Yes, yes, I was worried that I was nowhere to find you, and you came. "The fat man is also very happy.

"Let's go, find a place to talk. "The south wind turned around and went first, there are many people here, so it is not appropriate to say more.

The fat man put the cover on his shoulders and followed behind the south wind, although there was a difference in the height of the two when they were children, it was not as obvious as it is now, the fat man's height was different from ordinary people, he was really tall, and the south wind only reached his shoulders.

On the way back to the city, the fat man kept talking about the unfair treatment he had received here, saying that it was nothing more than his hard work, but Foguang Temple was not full.

At this time, some temples have land, Foguang Temple belongs to this category, these land monks generally do not cultivate themselves, they rent to farmers, sometimes they will leave a part, the fat man came here soon after he was sent to farm, did not fish to study the scriptures.

Before leaving, Nanfeng had left a lot of money for the fat man, asked why the fat man didn't use money to buy rice grain, the fat man flashed, but he was not scheming, he didn't say a few words and was asked the truth by the south wind, Foguang Temple has strict precepts, it is strictly forbidden for monks to go out privately, there is something to eat in the field in summer and autumn, and there is no more in winter and spring, the fat man can't stand the hunger, so he secretly ran out a few times, and was reported by a good person, the fat man did not dare to buy rice and grain openly, and he couldn't stand the rule of not eating at noon, and he was hungry and uncomfortable, and it was inevitable to do some things like stealing chickens and touching dogs, according to the fat man, he stole chickens and dogs and left money, but the other party still followed the traces to find the doorAfter one or two times, Foguang Temple was annoyed, so there was the scene just now.

"What's in the gourd?" the fat man pointed to the gourd that Nanfeng was carrying in his hand.

"Sesame oil. Nanfeng said.

"Give me a few sips. The fat man reached out and begged.

"Not really, right?" Nanfeng frowned and tilted his head.

"What's not, I'm afraid there is no poorer place in the Eastern Wei Dynasty than Suzhou, you leave me here, and go to Yuqing Sect by yourself to eat and drink, so you don't have to be righteous. The fat man reached out and grabbed the gourd.

"Don't make a fuss, drinking oil will make you diarrhea," Nanfeng tilted away and took the pot of wine from his baggage, "This is for you." ”

The fat man took it, pulled the cork, "Wow, where did you come from?" ”

"I came back from out there. Nanfeng said casually.

"You, you, go and enjoy me, and leave me here to suffer. The fat man took a sip of wine, smashed his mouth, and enjoyed it.

"You saw the thief eating meat, but you didn't see the thief beaten. Nanfeng smiled bitterly and shook his head, although the fat man had a hard time here, he was very safe, and he was scared, like walking on thin ice.

Suzhou is forbidden to drink, the fat man is not willing to drink more, after a sip of the wine jug stuffed into his arms, he is tall, the monk's robe is wide, and it is not obvious to carry a wine jug.

The fat man was hungry, so Nanfeng took him into the city to eat, and he ate steamed buns, the size of a fist, and the fat man ate more than a dozen in one go, and Nanfeng was dumbfounded.

When the fat man saw that Nanfeng looked different, he stopped chewing and asked, "Isn't there enough money?"

"Enough. Nanfeng nodded.

"A few more then. The fat man yelled at the shopkeeper.

"Why didn't you find out you were so good at eating before?" asked Nanfeng.

"Do you know why I give you what I have to drink, and drink the soup yourself? Drinking soup is so good that you can mix it with water," the fat man said with food in his mouth, and his speech was slurred, "I haven't eaten enough when I was a child." ”

"By the way, I met my eldest brother. Nanfeng said.

"Big brother, where is big brother now?" the fat man stopped chewing.

"In Chang'an, he learned martial arts, and now he works as an errand boy under Da Sima. Nanfeng said, in fact, in addition to Lu Pingchuan, he also knew about the big eyes, but this matter was very important, and he was not ready to tell the fat man.

Back then in Chang'an, Lu Pingchuan still took good care of the fat man, and when he learned that Lu Pingchuan had a good job, the fat man was really happy for him, but then he began to talk about Nanfeng and Lu Pingchuan both martial arts, and he didn't know anything.

"This is not the place to talk, eat quickly, find a place to live after eating, and make a plan. Nanfeng said.

The two had conspired with the Eight Golden Bodies before, so the fat man knew what Nanfeng was going to do with him, so he ate the buns in his hand, and the remaining two were put into his arms, and followed Nanfeng to find a place to settle.

Nanfeng did not live in a hotel, but rented a small courtyard from a remote location, which is extremely difficult and must take a long time, and it is more convenient to live alone.

The ancients believed that the singular number is yang, the even number is yin, and the yang house is singular, and the ordinary farmer family has only three houses, and the family is a little better with two wings, and this small courtyard is three rooms and two rooms.

There was nothing in the house, it was really a house with four walls, but there were still pots and stoves and earthen kangs, and after a simple cleaning, the two settled down.

"Tell me about the situation at Foguang Temple. Nanfeng said.

The fat man was grabbing the wine jug and smelling the wine at this time, he nodded when he heard the words, and just wanted to speak, Nanfeng said again, "You went to place an order that day, did it benefit people or did you use a famous post?"

"I'll give money to that monk," said the fat man, with a look of remorse, "I forgot about this stubble, that guy pushed me out, I should shout out, let him be unlucky with me." ”

"No, that's a villain's move," Nanfeng waved his hand, "Say it, don't miss the details......"