Chapter 172: A Thousand Knives for the Grace of One Meal (6)

The strong man's stern gaze swept away, and he asked threateningly, "Do you want to resist?" ”

"We are willing to go with you, before that, I want to say a few words to Elder Tang." White Bait replied.

"If you have anything to say, just say it quickly!" The strong man was a little impatient.

Elder Tang looked at the white bait in front of him and said calmly, "If the donor has anything to say, please speak." ”

The cold wind blew her three thousand green silks up and down.

There was silence all around, with the occasional white bird flying by, and the wailing sound melted into the wind, sounding very faint.

"My family originally lived on the bank of the Qinhuai River, the ancestors of several generations have settled down at the foot of Limin Mountain, when my mother was alive, she would take me and my sisters up the mountain to petition all the year round, my youngest sister, that year was seriously ill, my mother took me up the mountain to pray for her together, my eldest sister-in-law, the fetus was not smooth, the child almost died, my mother also took me up the mountain to pray for blessings, vows, and also added a lot of incense money to the temple, therefore, Jinming Temple, I have been respecting since I was a child."

"My mother often taught a few sisters, the grace of a meal, a thousand gold reciprocation, Jinming Temple is more or less, I have kindness, I have kindness to the people of Qinhuai, I have too late to repay the kindness, how can I steal the incense money in the temple at the time of this national crisis, and do the thing that will take revenge?"

Her eyes were grim, and she slowly looked back in front of the huge Hall of Immeasurable Merit, a place where she didn't know when it began to be silent.

"When it comes to gods and Buddhas, I am ashamed that I am not as devout as you. But I also always remember in my heart that there are gods when I raise my head three feet. People are doing it, and the sky is watching. I did it, I have no regrets, I didn't do it, I won't admit it if I am killed, even if I get to the underworld, I will go to the Yama Palace, tear up the book of life and death with my own hands, and ask those who let me die in vain to pay for it with my life! ”

"At the moment of national crisis, I, like everyone else, live on the tip of a knife, knowing that it is not easy to have a bite to eat. When I first went up the mountain that day, I wanted to borrow the temple for a while, but I saw that the temple was already overcrowded. I think, I am luckier than most people, I still have a pair of hands, there is still the power of Kongwu, can ask for more blessings, but also fortunate that Li Min Mountain is a treasure land, find a cliff and settle down temporarily, every day clear water and wild vegetables, self-reliance, yesterday the companion killed the evil wolf in the mountain, then picked up the wolf body back to roast and eat. ”

She glanced at the general, a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth, and when the cold wind blew a few strands of hair on her forehead, the smile became more and more vicissitudes.

"My companion has a heart to eliminate evil, not a gesture in some people's mouths. He is good in all aspects, and he has no bad intentions, but he is too greedy! No, I stole the spices in the backyard of the Treasure Temple, just so that the roasted wolf meat tasted more fragrant. I knew with him that this move was very inappropriate, but I had no choice but to take the lunch meal as a gift from the Treasure Temple. And told my companion that we should keep in mind the grace of this meal, and when we get through the current difficulties, we will go down the mountain in the future, earn the silver, and then go up the mountain to visit the treasure temple and repay the silver. In this way, I not only repaid the kindness of the past, but also lived up to my mother's teachings for more than ten years. ”

Looking at the familiar faces, the same words were spoken over and over again in her mouth, like dazzling gold, and there was a sound on the ground.

Sigh and sigh, as far as the eye can see, the more miserable it becomes.

She took a cold breath, swallowed a lot of unspeakable pain, turned around again, looked at the weather-beaten face in front of her, and said word by word.

"Elder Tang, I've seen you when I was a child, and I remember your appearance. I know that you are a person who understands, and you will not easily wronged a good person, nor will you easily let go of the people behind this matter. Please also find out the truth as soon as possible and return the innocence of my victims. ”

When her voice suddenly stopped, snowflakes suddenly fell in the sky, and the snowflakes fell very slowly, they floated aimlessly, like catkins blown by the wind in March, soft and long.

It's just that not many people noticed their existence, because their heads were buried very deep at the moment, and when the snowflakes fell to the ground, a glimmer of light flashed in their strange eyes, and they didn't know whether they were warm or cold.

Elder Tang promised: "Donor, please rest assured, at that time, our temple will definitely return the two of you to justice." ”

Her long eyelashes tapped, her eyes showing gratitude, and she turned back and walked towards the general, her gloomy eyes beginning to glow brighter than snowflakes.

A milky white fog shrouded Xianweng Peak, and no matter how the golden crow moved, the circle of dense fog never seemed to disperse.

On Limin Mountain, there are many strange-shaped peaks near Jinming Temple, such as double hump, two hills are connected, the shape is like a hump, also like a barefoot peak, the rock formation is bare, the radius is three miles, and the grass is not formed.

Of course, one of the most significant is this Xianweng Peak, the top of the mountain is smooth like a ball, covered with moss marks, the mountainside seems to be steep and straight, from a distance, it is a little tilted, like the old man is on his back, surrounded by dense green mountains and bamboos, during which the dense fog lingers all day long, for this mountain adds a bit of charm, the older generation of people often say, that is the old Xianweng descended to earth, Xianweng Mountain is named after this.

It's noon, the green bamboo seems to be soaked in this fog, the green bamboo poles on the branches, climbing a piece of sharp bamboo leaves, the branches and leaves, intertwined, like stratus clouds.

The season is the depths of winter, and it is inevitable that there will be some cold scenes. When the mountain wind blows, there are always a few yellowed leaves falling down in a hurry, falling on the bleak stones, spreading on the overgrown ground, if the wind is stronger, there will be a grand scene of coniferous rain falling in the forest.

After a while, the fog cleared, and the sunlight shone through the bamboo tops like a sharp sword, shining in the bamboo forest. It seemed that even living beings knew the joys and sorrows of the world, and the bamboo forest began to be lively, and one or two birds flew from this bamboo to that bamboo, chirping. 101 Chinese Net

Zhang hunchback woke up from his sleep, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he was lying on a stone, the light and shadow were secretly changed, and he was a little unable to open his eyes by the sudden sunlight, so he simply stopped opening his eyes, closed his eyes, bathed in the afternoon sun, and slept like this.

Although there is already some fuss in the stomach, but let's make fuss, I don't have much appetite anyway.

He hurried up the mountain after losing all the silver taels for the relief of the victims at the Liuye Ferry that day, but when he was out of breath and walked to the bottom of the archway of Jinming Temple, he suddenly regretted it and felt that he should not have gone up the mountain.

When I went down the mountain, I deceived the old monks and said that I would bring some silver taels down the mountain to help the refugees, but in fact, I was to lose a few pieces of silver to deceive the beautiful lady up the mountain, and the rest of the money was sent to those refugees.

I never thought that the beautiful girl was not a mortal thing, and in the blink of an eye, a large bag of silver would be at the bottom, and finally her personal wealth would be empty.

If he entered the temple like this, how should he explain to those old monks? If they knew that they had lost all the money for the relief of the refugees, not to mention whether he could keep the position of abbot, they would be driven down the mountain with a stick and expelled from the temple.

But he thought about it upside down, no, didn't he want to be this abbot? Isn't going down the mountain to be a mortal something he thinks about day and night? If he can't keep the position of abbot and expel him from the temple gate, isn't it just his wish?

Out of the ghost is here, the position of the abbot is clearly poisonous, not good or not, when it will be addicted, when one day will want to be two days, when two days will want to be longer, over time, the heart of the host is like a seed, in his heart took root, sprouted, and when the spring comes, it will bloom!

In the end, I still can't give it up and can't let it go. In the days of being the host, although there are no beauties, I have to admit that all aspects are good, just like the idle clouds and wild cranes, how comfortable you want to be.

But what if you can't put it down? This Jinming Temple is never able to go back.

For example, when crossing the river by boat, a demonic wind suddenly came, and the boat was blown over, and he fell into the water with the silver belt.

For example, at a three-way intersection, a gang of robbers suddenly struck out, and he was looted, and now the wind is doing a lot of evil, which is quite reasonable.

But, I'm afraid that the matter of him throwing silver and losing the beauty at the Liuye Ferry has been exposed and reached the ears of those old monks.

After thinking about it, I had to hide in the small bamboo hut in the green mountains and bamboo forests for a while, and then slowly observe the situation in the temple, if no one found his ugly things, or wait for the turmoil to pass, and then go back, find those old monks, and play a bitter scene with tears and snot in front of them, so as to get through the difficulties.

Lived in the small bamboo house for a day and a night, the dry food saved on weekdays was eaten without paying attention, yesterday afternoon was so hungry that the chest was close to the back, it was really unbearable hunger, so I had to take the risk of splashing the sky and sneaked back to the temple at night, one to find out about the rumors about him in the temple, and the other to take some dry food back to the small bamboo house for a while.

But just as he slipped into the backyard and opened the granary to prepare for the grain, the sound of catching thieves came from outside, checking footprints and handprints, and gathering the monks in the temple together, checking one by one, asking one by one.

He was half frightened to death at that time, thinking to himself, he had only been away from the temple for a day, why did the atmosphere in the temple suddenly become so strict? In the past, he stole a lot of food in the backyard, and no one necessarily found out, let alone a strict inspection of the whole temple.

He had made a big mistake, and now he sneaked into the temple to eat, the more he thought about it, the more panicked he became, hiding in the warehouse, and he didn't dare to escape, and the outside was so strict that he would be caught if he escaped.

Just when he was in a hurry to die, the searching monk suddenly searched the barn, he collapsed instantly, in a hurry, jumped into the granary, buried his body in the grain pile, hid in the granary, and did not even dare to make a sound.

I couldn't hear the sound outside, and I wasn't sure if the person had left, so I had to stay motionless inside, tense my heart, and try to listen to the movement.

I don't know how long it has been, but when he came out, it was dark outside, and there were no lights, and it was time for the third watch in the middle of the night.

It can be said that this time he stole it, he was completely scared.

Recalling the momentum of Fang Cai, it is conceivable that Jinming Temple is going to come this time.

At first, he lost all the money for disaster relief, and now he is a thief again, this time, Jinming Temple will definitely not let him go, it's good if he can't catch it, once he is caught, it is estimated that he will be beaten half to death.

Those original luck psychology disappeared in an instant.

He wants to run, he must run!

Just as he was about to escape, a thought suddenly popped into his mind.