The Liquan Temple is very dilapidated, half of the meditation room in the north has collapsed, and the carved beams and painted pillars in the house have long lost their color, but are full of smoke and fire.

Xue Taisui and Qiu Ba came looking for the bell, and everywhere they used the steel knife in their hands to dial the cobwebs, and they were miserable.

The bell rang loudly and generously at times, like a golden war drum; Sometimes she lowered her sorrowful voice, like crying and complaining, like a complaining woman crying, and she couldn't disperse for a long time.

Qiu Ba swallowed and foamed: "Xue Tou'er, I'm afraid that this dilapidated ancient temple is a little weird, I heard the old people say that most of the ancient temples in the wilderness are a bit evil, you and I better be careful." ”

Xue Taisui was happy and disapproving: "Lao Qiu, are you living more and more, what about your guts?" You and I escaped from the wolf's den, and quenched the hunger and thirst in our mouths, and we can still talk at this time, but God spared it, and I am afraid of a hair. ”

The two of them were moving forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and the sudden sound of the bell disappeared, but when they listened to it, there was the sound of gurgling water, which was endless.

The two of them seemed to see the light of hope in a desperate situation, and suddenly their bodies were full of strength, and they went straight to the light.

The vision suddenly opened up, the back of the ancient temple was actually born a stone cliff, but it is not tall, at most about three zhang, from top to bottom a turquoise clear spring, as if a pole of jasper poured down, the water splashed waves.

The two of them were overjoyed, and they had been drinking bitter plant juice for many days, and their mouths were full of bitterness, and they must have eaten it at this moment. "Puff", "Puff" twice, the two old men jumped into the spring, drank and washed, so happy.

Suddenly, Lao Qiu let out an "ah", and Xue Taisui hurriedly "snorted", pulled out the first knife in the middle of his waist, and asked in a muffled voice: "What?" ”

Lao Qiu's right hand was slowly raised, pointing to the west wing, and stammered: "Yes, there are people." ”

Only then did Xue Taisui see that there was a transparent corridor on the west side of the spring, and at the end of the roof, above the ridge, a bronze bell was hung. Under the bell sat a figure sitting on the ground, dressed in a black satin placket and a black scarf on the top of his head, as if shrouded in black, with his back to the spring, oblivious to their movements.

The two were not embarrassed and strayed into the ancient temple, but they didn't realize that there was already an owner.

The two hurriedly walked ashore, tidied up their clothes, and walked straight to the man in black.

When he came closer, Xue Taisui bowed down and saluted: "Outsiders Xue Taisui and Qiu Ba greet the elders, and if they are not thoughtful, they also look at Haihan." ”

The two of them half-bent over for a while, but unexpectedly, the man in black was unaware and didn't move.

Qiu Ba was sure that this person was angry that the two of them were rude and intruded, so he had to bow down again, turn up the volume several times, and loudly repeat Xue Taisui's words.

Suddenly, his arm tightened, and Xue Taisui grabbed his arm.

Following the direction of Xue Taisui's finger, Qiu Ba saw clearly that the man in black was very thin, like a languishing ape, half-paralyzed on a dilapidated futon. There was a portrait hanging on the wall in front of it, and the paper around it was already yellowed, and I don't know what age it was.

Above the portrait is a young monk on foot, in a green cloth monk's robe, with a good appearance at the end, extremely handsome, and the likes of Pan An and Song Yu are also cheesy compared to them. The monk smiled, looked at everyone, twisted the Buddha beads in front of his heart with his left hand, and pointed to the line of handwriting on the right side of the portrait with five slender fingers.

On the right hand side, there is a column of longitudinal flyheads, "eat a big bowl of wine and meat"

The second monk Qiu Bazhang was puzzled, only to feel that the monk's face was picturesque, and his eyes were like paint, and he couldn't help but be fascinated.

Xue Taisui looked at the black-clothed man who was sitting on the futon, only to see that he was holding a red vermilion brush in his right hand, with the faint sound of phoenixes chirping on it, and a gold-lacquered inkstone on the ground, on which was entrenched a five-clawed golden dragon, spitting clouds and mist, lifelike. The man in black tried to write on the left side of the scroll several times, but he couldn't put pen to paper for a long time.

Xue Taisui probably understood, and secretly thought in his heart that this person was also a literary idiot, and in order to write this couplet, he actually ignored the outside world.

The stalemate between the three of them is not the end of the game after all.

Xue Taisui gritted his teeth and shouted: "Offended"

Strode forward, snatched the brush from the hand of the man in black, and wrote a few strokes of "sleeping girls" in the gap on the left side of the portrait.

"Bold!" The man in black shouted.

Xue Taisui and Qiu Ba suddenly felt that the sky was dark, as if lightning struck their ears, and they fell to the ground one by one, dizzy.

The bronze bell above the head was so shocked by this sound that it swayed on its own, and the bell rang in bursts.

"Ha, ha, ha", the monk in the scroll on the wall let out three laughs, and then a puff of smoke burst into flames. The man in black suddenly calmed down, and his mouth didn't stop: "Seconds, seconds, break the vulgar with the vulgar, and the vulgar is elegant." What a 'eat a big bowl of wine and meat, sleep bare', well, Master Wenjue, you are a monk of wine and meat among the flowers, this guess is exactly what you want, hahaha. ”

The picture scroll burned out, and suddenly turned into a Buddha mustard seed, shining with golden light, straight into Xue Taisui's eyebrows.

Xue Taisui suddenly felt that everything in heaven and earth was inclusive of all rivers, and a piece of knowledge was like a needle piercing a sword, forcibly placed in his mind.

Xue Taisui had a splitting headache, rolled on the ground, and shouted: "Senior save me, old Qiu save me!" ”

Qiu Bayan looked at the man in black: "Senior, this ......"

The man in black smiled: "The Great Tibetan Prajna Scripture compiled by Huayan Sect for thousands of years has cheapened this kid, can he still not suffer a little?" Bear with me. ”

The man in black suddenly asked, "What date is it?" ”

Qiu Ba responded cautiously: "Dayu Dynasty Yu is the twenty-eighth month of the year of Yu." ”

"Gengyue twenty-eight? Oh no, I sat in the monk's temple for a whole month, the monk misunderstood me, the monk misunderstood me. The man in black kept slapping his head.

The words of the man in black are headless and brainless, and Qiu Ba is not more serious, anyway, most of these masters are weird.

Lao Qiu and the man in black carried Xue Taisui into the Li Spring, the green spring fruit has the effect of calming and calming the nerves, and after a while, Xue Taisui has recovered as before, and a carp jumped up from the spring water and jumped up.

Qiu Baqiang couldn't help but smile: "Xue Tou'er, you look like this, you don't dare to compliment, but now, but you are really ugly and handsome." ”

Xue Taisui hurriedly took a look at the spring water, "Mom" screamed, the two tiger teeth on his mouth actually showed out of his lips, and the original dense black found that it turned reddish-brown, but the top of his head was bare, like a sand monk in Journey to the West. He used to be tall, but now he looks like a beast and a ghost.

The man in black laughed and said: "The appearance is already stinky skin, why bother, you kid has obtained the Buddhist classics, and the eternal articles are all in your chest, and you will inevitably enter the road to heaven in the future, and it will be time to run." ”

Xue Taisui was originally not a child of anointed sorghum, he fought on the battlefield every day, and he was already pessimistic about his appearance, but looking at his appearance at this time, the battlefield was majestic, which could deter the enemy, and it was not bad. It's just Qiu Ba on the side, but he shook his head again and again, laughing secretly.

[The story is good, thank you for the collection]