"Boy, do you think this old lama can handle it?" The knife leaned towards Chen Dasheng and asked Chen Dasheng in a low voice.

Chen Dasheng stared at the old lama, shook his head and said, "I think it's a little hanging!" ”

"For Mao, are people professional?" What Chen Dasheng means by this, that is, most of the time there is no mutton to eat? The knife was a little unhappy.

Chen Dasheng threw a blank eye at the knife, and said angrily, "I've seen the one that turns the yuan into clear porridge and rice, but I haven't seen the one who goes up directly to ask for the mutton soup pot, have you ever seen it?" ”

Xiao Dao froze when he heard this, and it seemed that he really didn't have this statement, "Then you have to look at the old lama's ability, there is no more food, I am dying of starvation, Master Dao, I have never been so embarrassed in my life." ”

"Yes, I didn't expect that I would actually go to the street to ask for food one day, if this is rumored, it will be a shame." Chen Dasheng also shook his head and sighed.

The experience of this journey is unforgettable!

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The world's first mutton soup pot shop.

On the shelves outside the store hung a few freshly slaughtered and washed goats, all with their heads cut off, their bare necks still dripping blood.

"My Buddha is compassionate!"

The owner of the shop, a fat man in a chef's hat, was shouting at the door of the shop to greet the passing customers, when he suddenly heard an old voice behind him, and turned around to see an old lama in a lama's robe standing behind him.

"Yo, master, do you want to drink mutton soup? Please inside! The boss put on a smiling face, screamed numbly, and was about to lead Dorjee into the store.

The so-called visitors are all guests, and in this era, it is normal for monks to go to the restaurant, and the boss does not feel that there is anything wrong. And in his impression, all of these lamas were rich people.

"The boss is rich!"

Dorjee did not enter the store, but folded his hands and bowed to the boss.

"Hehe, fortune, fortune. Everybody get rich! "Generally speaking, people who know Taoism, when they see Dorjee like this, they should already know what Dorjee wants to do, but this boss is suddenly unaware, but he is still polite to Dorjee.

Seeing that the boss didn't understand what he meant, Dorjee didn't feel much embarrassed, so he hurriedly said directly, "Boss." The old monk Dorjee, an ascetic monk in the Pudra Palace in western Tibet, passed by the precious land, hungry and thirsty, and wanted the boss to give him some food! ”

"Ugh!" The boss listened to Dorjee's words, and the smile on his face immediately put away, as if he only understood what was going on at this time, and frowned. "What do you mean?" You're not here to eat? ”

Dorjee bowed. Said, "The old monk is here to make a fate, and the two apprentices of the old monk are already hungry, if the donor is convenient, give a mutton soup to drink." Immeasurable merit! ”

"Go away, go away, don't stand in the way here if you don't eat, it will affect my business!" The boss listened to Dorjee's words, and he was a very enthusiastic boss just now. immediately put on a cold face, threw a sentence directly at Dorjee rudely, and continued to shout at passers-by.

"Boss, there is no mutton soup, and it is okay to give leftovers, the old monk can not eat it, but my two apprentices can't stand the hunger!" Duoji only felt a trace of embarrassment at this time, but he still refused to give up, after all, Chen Dasheng and Xiaodao were still waiting on the side.

"People like you, pretending to be the Grand Lama of Pudrala Palace to cheat people to eat and drink, I can meet ten a day, hurry up, don't do business in front of me here, don't make a special fate, if you don't leave, I can call the police?" The boss turned his face to look at Chen Dasheng and the others, and saw that Chen Dasheng and the knife covered their faces at once, and he expected that the old lama was a fake lama.

The boss's loud shouting attracted a lot of onlookers-by, and the dialogue of that sentence, Chen Dasheng and Xiaodao listened to it, and they all felt unprecedented shame, especially when the boss also looked at them, that kind of contemptuous eyes, so that they all had the urge to find a cellar to drill into, and the only thing they could do was to turn their faces to the side and pretend to be passers-by.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" A fat woman with an apron tied to her waist walked out of the house, pushed aside the crowd of onlookers, and walked towards the boss's Dorjee, looking at the menacing appearance, it should be the proprietress of the soup pot shop.

"What's the matter, a few people who want to eat, they can't leave!" When the boss saw the woman coming, he immediately started scolding.

"Asking for food?" The woman's eyes surveyed Dorjee's body.

"The old monk doesn't ask for food, the old monk is a monk from Putuo Palace, he just wants to turn his fate and ask the boss to give him some food!" The boss spoke badly, but Dorjee was obviously very cultivated, and he did not get angry because of this, but patiently explained.

The contemptuous gazes and ridiculous voices around did not make Dorjee feel embarrassed, Buddhist disciples, it is a common thing to turn into a fate, it is above board, and there is nothing to be ashamed of.

"I also said that I didn't want to eat, like you, I can see a lot more of my mother, hurry up, don't hinder our business." The proprietress is obviously a tough mother-in-law, and she directly pointed at Dorjee's nose and scolded her.

Seeing that the proprietress was so strong, Dorjee had nothing to say, bowed to the two of them, turned around helplessly, and the onlookers hurriedly made way for him to leave, all with a narrow smile on their faces, obviously a group of people watching the excitement.

"Phew, fate? Acting in Journey to the West, is it a fool to be a mother? Seeing the old lama walking towards the shade of the tree on the side of the street, there were two people hiding under the shadow of the tree, one carrying a big stick on his shoulder, and the other carrying a long strip of white cloth wrapped in a white cloth.

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"Alas!"

Walking to the shade of the tree, the old lama Duoji shook his head helplessly at Chen Dasheng and Xiaodao and sighed.

Chen Dasheng didn't have much hope, and he didn't feel much disappointed when he saw Dorjee coming back, but the strange eyes on the side of the street made him feel very embarrassed.

"I said, old lama, didn't you say that you are very good at karma? I was so disappointed that I couldn't even get the pot mutton. Xiaodao was extremely disappointed, but he couldn't help but squeeze Dorjee, after all, Dorjee swore to them that as long as they entered the county, they could not only get delicious food, but also get housing, but now it is not good to go out of school, it is better to sleep in the wild.

Dorjee also felt a little ashamed, and shook his head helplessly, "Alas, people now don't know what's wrong with the Dao, and they don't have the heart to Buddha at all, I think that when the old man came out, even if he didn't have a penny on his body, he could travel the world, but now, alas, ......"

"You said it, that's quite a year!" The knife waved his hand and said, "Forget it, let's go ahead, the mutton soup is too difficult, you can just ask us for a bowl of rice, we have to fill our stomachs." ”

Enjoying the white eyes of passers-by, Xiaodao also felt extremely uncomfortable like Chen Dasheng, and was anxious to escape from this place, so he hurriedly pulled Dorjee towards the front.

At this time, Chen Dasheng said, "I don't think it's as good as this!" ”

"Huh?" When Duoji and Xiaodao heard this, they both turned their faces to look at Chen Dasheng, not knowing what this kid would think.

Chen Dasheng said, "It's not too early, let's divide into two ways, I'll go find food, you go find a place to live, and we'll meet here in a while." ”

"You're looking for something to eat? Will it work? Both were skeptical.

Chen Dasheng pursed his lips, "Believe it or not, I'm hungry anyway, you just need to find a good place to live." ”

"Boy, what should we do if the enemy finds us as soon as you leave?" Knife said with some concern.

Chen Dasheng patted the package on his body and said, "The thing is on me, if you want to find me, you have to ask for it, don't you have a gun on you, if you really encounter the enemy, just put a shot, I heard the sound and rushed immediately, and I will go back, it won't take much time." ”

The two of them thought that this would save a lot of time, so they had no objections, and the knife just wanted to find something to eat.

"Master Chen ......" Dorjee wanted to speak and stopped.

"Don't worry, promise not to steal or rob!" Chen Dasheng knew what Dorjee wanted, and immediately waved his hand, carried a stick, and walked towards a dark alley not far away. (To be continued......)