Chapter Fifty-Eight: Returning to the Temple
The three of them are in a very embarrassing situation.
The dishes are almost eaten, and the wine is not much.
At this time, if you choose to settle the bill, you will inevitably face a long period of public exposure
When the guests began to check out, this group of monks who were picking and searching would inevitably prick up their ears and listen carefully to the newspaper
valence. If it's too expensive, it's not impossible for everyone to get up and leave the store quickly.
Just when Wuyang was still thinking about it, Lao Wu made the first move,
He took out a silver ingot from his bosom and slapped it on the table with a "snap".
The other hand is not ambiguous, the waist is lowered, the shoulders are heavy, and the fat man is picked up with a swing,
The two men staggered a little and began to walk towards the door of the store.
"Slow down!"
These words startled the three of them into a cold sweat.
Because of the fat man on his back, Wuyang was the first to turn back.
It turned out to be the shopkeeper, and at this moment he pinched the ingot of silver, leaned forward with one hand, and very decisively stopped the third who was about to go out
people, there are three points of disdain in their eyes, three points of shock.
"Guest officer, the food money is enough, the wine money... You see if you want to tie it up.."
I see.
Wuyang was not ambiguous, and quickly took out another ingot of silver from the storage ring, and threw it to the shopkeeper without looking back.
It seems that there is a bit of a problem with the focus, and the silver ingot is also a little off, and after flying out of Wuyang's hand, it smashed directly on the wall, the wall
A spider web was smashed out of the wall in an instant.
The old monk at the next table had a light in his eyes, and seeing that the three of them were about to walk out of the door, he took the initiative to shout:
"Little friend, slow down. ”
The three of them quickly quickened their pace and walked towards the outside of the store, as if they hadn't heard it, and they could vaguely see that the two people in front of them had already opened
to enter a state of invisibility.
Wu Yang swore to the Ascension Ancestor that his fingers would almost touch the fat man's ass...
But then a big strong hand was placed on his shoulder.
Can't move..
"Hello little friend. ”
Looking at Wuyang's left hand, which was still trying to reach forward, the old monk exerted a little force.
"Little friend, wait a minute, the old man has a question for you. ”
This old monk is very persistent.
Seeing that his hands were quite strong, Wuyang slowly turned his head.
"Xiaoyou has heard of the Heavenly and Human Sect. ”
Wuyang opened his mouth, not trying to figure out when his identity was revealed.
"Xiaoyou's method of throwing silver taels is quite similar to that of old monks and old friends."
Wuyang was completely confused.
The old monk didn't seem to care very much, and continued to bombard with witty words:
"It's been very dangerous lately, did Xiaoyou come alone?
Lao Qu is not talented, he is the abbot of this Moro Temple, what, I haven't heard of it..
It doesn't matter, Lao Wei is a bit thin outside the plug, as long as he enters the temple, no one dares to bully Xiaoyou.
Don't you look down on the old monk, right?"
So under the coercion and temptation of the old man, Wuyang succumbed.
When he turned around and went back to the winehouse, the old monk glanced behind the tree not far away, intentionally or unintentionally.
This completely dispelled the rescue thoughts of the fat man and Lao Wu, and Wuyang felt cold in his heart.
Almost dragged back to the wine house by the old monk, he pointed to the angry Buddha and took the initiative to introduce:
"This is my junior brother, my dearest junior brother. ”
When Wuyang's gaze turned to the so-called junior brother, the junior brother held his forehead in shame and posed as a contemplative POSS.
"Little friend, you don't know, when I found my junior brother a few days ago, he was seriously injured and fell in the grass, and he was powerless to suppress the demon.
I was still holding the Buddha beads tightly in my hand, and my heart hurt as a senior brother. ”
"Can a monk still be demonic?" Wuyang, who had reacted, finally asked in doubt.
"It seems that your master didn't tell you those secrets..."
"That's it, it's also a bad fate, so let the old man tell it. ”
"At that time, the Demon Dao was prosperous, and after the battle between the Righteous Dao Sect and the Demon Sect in the Central Plains, they all lived in seclusion, such as the Heavenly Sword Sect,
The entire sect was destroyed, and the Sword Pavilion, as the upper sect, naturally didn't dare to let a fart go.
And Moro Temple was let go by the Demon Sect because it did not participate in the battle, and the conditions were simple, and the head of the demon sect was in charge
That's it, pity me Moro Temple was worried about internal and external troubles at that time, the previous head had just passed away, and the most promising person in the temple to become the head was me and
Senior brother, junior brother took pity on me and took the initiative to accept the position of the head of the house, and after entering the demon, he gave me the position of the head of the house."
Hearing this, Wuyang involuntarily glanced at the angry-faced Buddha, and now felt that although the Buddha's face was still red,
But the overall image doesn't look as scary as it first been.
"As for the reason why Lao Wei left a friend this time, it is naturally to repay the favor. ”
"Repay the favor?" I have the impression that the old Taoist priest is not a person who is kind and generous.
"Ahem, when I was young, I was ignorant, so I asked your master for some medicine to nourish yin and yang, and later officially became a monk and did it
With the abbot, naturally there will be no chance to enjoy it, of course, your master's kindness is still firmly remembered. ”
Wuyang was a little speechless, it turned out that this Buddha was lucky that the master had such a deep friendship when he was young, thinking of this, Wuyang
took the initiative to speak: "Since they are brothers who have carried guns together, I still have something to ask for in Xiaodao." ”
Under the eyes of the old man, Wuyang quickly talked about the urgent needs of these days, focusing on explaining the situation of the black bear and the importance that Lao Tao attaches to the black bear.
The old monk did not reply to Wuyang quickly, he closed his eyes, his fingers flicked the Buddha beads in his hand slightly, and said:
"I've also heard a little about this, but the situation of this black bear is really not good, the old monk and others got the news that the Ten Thousand Demon Sect plans to take this
Black bear Liwei, as one of the few monster beasts that watch the mountain and protect the courtyard for humans, it seems that the black bear will be sentenced to death to set an example. ”
Before the afternoon sun could speak, the old monk continued,
"It will take at least a week to rush to the Ten Thousand Demon Sect from here, and the daylily will be cold by then. ”
Wuyang felt another grog in his heart, the matter has become so serious?
"But it's not that there is no way, in this way, you follow me like a temple, and I am free to help you. ”
After speaking, he didn't care about the hundred claws in Wuyang's heart, he picked up Wuyang casually, and passed the sound to the monks, so that they could slowly return.
He took the afternoon sun first and rushed to the Moro Temple.
In the temple, the little novice and the monks were cleaning the courtyard, and the fight was very fierce this time, and many people's magic weapon fragments were from the sect
** in, buried deep in the courtyard.
A moment later, a man and a monk fell straight from the sky, stirring up dust and scattering everywhere.
After the little novice saw the person clearly, the tears were already rolling twice in his eyes.
"Master, Master bullied me!"
With a light anger, the little novice threw himself into the arms of the old monk, and the face of the first seat of the precept hall on the side was very ugly.