The fifth brother's expression was puzzled for a moment, as if he was very puzzled.

I continued: "Just like we were born in the royal family, we have been very well-fed since we were children, but there are always many constraints, they were born in this small mountain village that does not care about the world, all they need to think about is food and clothing, in a way, maybe they are luckier than us. They envy us, we envy them. There are thousands of people in this world, everyone is born in a different place, everyone has troubles, everyone lives is not easy, and we can't change it. ”

After speaking, I looked into his eyes and added seriously: "If you really want to change this situation, so that everyone in the world can live a good life, and no one worries about food and clothing, you can write to your father to suggest tax reductions or you will become ......the emperor in the future."

"Enough! I understand what you said, but you don't have to mention this one thing again, you can't be in front of anyone, do you hear clearly? ”

The fifth brother suddenly grabbed my shoulder and interrupted, his expression a little more serious than just now.

When he saw me nodding, he let go of me, turned around and walked towards a small dilapidated temple in front of me, and I followed behind the fifth brother, my heart churning.

It stands to reason that even if my second brother is already the crown prince and the Jin country has a prince, who can say for sure about the throne, even if the fifth brother doesn't have this kind of thought, doesn't my father have it? I just mentioned it in front of him, and he reacted so much, is there any secret in this?

Perhaps because he felt that what he had just said was too serious, the fifth brother turned around, his face was full of helplessness, he glanced at my shoulder and said, "Are you okay?" I just ...... You don't mind. ”

I smiled and shook my head, moved my right shoulder, and told him that I was fine, but every time I moved, my right shoulder hurt like a pinprick, but I not only had to move, but I also had to laugh.

"Come on, don't laugh, laugh like crying, I still have a bottle of wine cream in my hand, I'll reward you when I go back, is that happy?"

I nodded doggedly, for fear that he would regret it as soon as he turned around.

As we spoke, we had come to the edge of the ruined temple. It is said to be a broken temple, but it looks a little big, but the house has not been repaired all the year round and looks a little dilapidated, just like the house in the old man's house, exuding a smell of cultural relics.

There is a large tripod at the door, and there is almost no incense. My fifth brother and I continued to walk inside, and there was a courtyard in front of it, facing a house with a big Buddha, and the others looked like side rooms, but they were all old and didn't look like people were living there, but I guess there must be a person living here, because the yard was very clean, not even a single leaf was missing, there were no cobwebs or weeds.

I followed the fifth brother to the Buddha hall, the futon was dirty and could not see the color clearly, the red gauze curtain from the beam of the house and part of it hung in the air, and part of it was wrapped crookedly around the Buddha statue, and then this big Buddha, the gold dust on the face fell off, revealing a part of the clay sculpture, how a miserable word, it was simply a day and a place in the courtyard, more than 108,000 miles away.

It's truly a magical place.

But since I came, I knelt on the futon, folded my hands, and seeing that the fifth brother did not move, I quickly reached out and pulled his robe. The fifth brother has always cherished his clothes, and as soon as I pulled him, he knelt on the futon.

He looked at me puzzled: "Do you really want to worship?" ”

I nodded, reverently looking at the unbearable Buddha, "Worship, why don't you worship, come here, although I don't have a Buddha in my heart, but the Buddha doesn't necessarily have no self in my heart, and the big gods are busy and don't have time to pay attention to us, this kind of little god can solve problems for us." ”

The fifth brother put his hands together and closed his eyes.

I watched him close his eyes, cover his mouth and laugh secretly.

"The girl's words really made the little monk feel like an empowerment, and he was really taught."

It turned out that there was indeed a monk hidden in this small temple. My fifth brother and I looked back, but we were shocked by thunder.

At the entrance of the temple stood a monk dressed in a rag robe, whose clothes were the same as the futon below my knees, and which had long since lost his color, and which, with the emphasis on his robe, was like a wild weed, and a face faintly visible in the hair, no different from any beggar in the street. It's really, insightful.

I stood up from the futon and said, "Good way." ”

A laugh came from her hair: "Okay, you little girl, I just praised you, you went back, I am obviously a monk, why do you call me Taoist?" ”

"Abbot?"

He laughed again, "How can I be the abbot of this temple alone?" ”

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, "Master! ”

"The master is not right, the old man is just a little monk."

The fifth brother reached out and pulled me behind me, and I felt that this scene was a little familiar. This demonic conversation just now has left me with no ability to remember.

"Who are you?"

"Of course I'm me, so who are you?"

Demons are fucking born of demons, people are fucking born of people, what about shemales? For some reason, this sentence popped into my head.

The fifth brother was also a little speechless.

The man at the door saw that we didn't move, so he didn't speak, so the three of us looked at each other quietly for a while. After a while, I heard the fifth brother say in a loud voice: "Please let me go, we are leaving." With that, he walked to the door, and I had to follow the fifth brother forward.

In fact, I am full of curiosity about this monk in my heart, aren't all famous masters in ancient times so crazy and pretending to be ghosts, such as Jigong, and for example......

Who else is coming, for the time being, the brain circuits are not enough, and I can't think of it.

The monk stood in the doorway, and after a moment, brushed away the weedy hair in front of him. Behind the hair is a face that is not very white, but it is not difficult to see that it is still shiny, this guy just ate something and came here, what is so oily......

I saw his mung bean-like little eyes rolling around. He looked at the fifth brother and then stared at me fixedly, his lips grinning, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"I think the girl is very kind, is the girl interested in chatting with me and drinking and basking in the moonlight?"

I stared at him with my eyes open and my mouth open, and there was disbelief written on my face. Is this guy really just a monk?

"I'm really just a monk."

The fifth brother looked back at me with a half-puzzled and half-surprised expression, as if asking how I could have known the monk in this small mountain village. I didn't have time to pay attention to the fifth brother at this time, I stared carefully at the monk's face, not letting go of his every expression.

Did he hear what I just said?