Chapter 75: The Monk Carrying the Coffin
"Chi Don, tell me honestly, did you get thrown down from the top of the mountain?" Zhang Quan stared at Chi Don, his eyebrows slightly lowered, and his eyes were full of suspicion.
And Chiton arched on the ground, and raised his head as best he could.
His body was stretched by fine fishing net lines, hanging upside down from a tree, and his brain was a little congested.
"Can you put me down first?"
Chi Dun tried to make a request, but met with Zhang Quan's indifferent eyes.
"Want to come down?"
Chiton nodded hurriedly.
Zhang Quan's head was raised and he said, "Then answer the question!"
Chiton thought for a moment and said, "I jumped off by myself." ”
"You hang it. ”
Zhang Quan left a word, turned around and left.
"Hey, Zhang Jiaoxi, you can't take advantage of people's danger!" Chi Dun shouted, and Zhang Quan didn't come back.
This place is a wild forest outside the town in the north, and there are no people at all.
It's better to rely on yourself, Chi Dun tried to use the strength of his whole body, but he held back his face and even blushed, and the fishing nets broke one by one.
Where did you buy this thing, and the quality is so good?
Falling from the tree, his face landed first, and the wet dirt rubbed against Chiton's face, looking a little embarrassed.
"What a Zhang Quan!" Chi Dun slapped the soil on his body, and while looking at the direction where Zhang Quan left, he said with deep resentment: "This account will be settled later!"
Since Zhang Quan didn't tell him anything, it also means that Zhang Quan didn't find out anything about Jiafu during this time, in order to do the cliff jumping task, Chi Dun ran out early just to get the rope he ordered, but he didn't have time to waste it here.
Cliff jumping is a very interesting sport, and Poolon will always pass out in the process of falling down, but he is not afraid of heights......
has long been familiar with the strange tasks of the Xiu'er system, and in order to adapt to it, Chi Dun can only become more strange than it.
All the way to the familiar town of Beili, there were not many people in the morning, and the shop that ordered rope was not open, and Chi Dun came to the stone bridge in the town bored.
Looking at the rolling river, my eyes are fascinated.
There was no one on the bridge, but on the other side of the bridge were a few more plainly dressed women carrying wooden buckets and washing their clothes by the river.
They filled the barrel with water, then put the laundry to be washed in it, broke off the handle of the barrel, and inserted it into the groove on the side of the barrel, forming a handle, and as they turned the handle, the water in the barrel also rotated.
"Eh, is there anything like this?" Chi Dun was fascinated, but in the afterglow, there was suddenly another figure.
He turned his head to see a monk in plain gray monk's robes, with dense black stubble on his head, which looked like he hadn't shaved for a long time.
On the back of this monk, he carried a mouthful of ...... Coffin?
Of course, it may also be a huge box, and it cannot be said that all rectangular wooden boxes are coffins.
He walked up the stairs step by step, and it seemed that he was about to pass by.
Pondon's gaze fell on him, and the other party didn't notice it until he got closer, because he was holding the box behind him with one hand, he saluted Pondon with one hand, and Pondon hurriedly returned a folded salute.
There was no dialogue, and the monk continued to walk forward with the large box that appeared to be a coffin.
"It's weird, why is this person carrying such a big coffin?" Chi Dun was puzzled in his heart, looked at the back of the person who had walked off the stone bridge, and muttered.
He didn't stay long on the stone bridge, because it was not interesting to always watch a group of aunts do their laundry, and Chiton walked down the stone bridge and saw the monk again.
"Dead bald, carry your broken coffin away, don't come to my house to ask for food!" Under the stone bridge is the street market in Beili Town, which has not yet opened at this time, but the shops that sell early are open early.
The monk who had just had a relationship with each other was standing in front of the morning shop at this time, holding a begging bowl with a look of embarrassment.
But the coffin he was carrying seemed to be seen by the boss who laid it earlier.
Anyone carrying a coffin on their back looks very weird.
"Donor, the little monk just wants to ask for a dough cake, not for food. The monk said tentatively.
"Get out!"
The boss of the early shop was a somewhat rough middle-aged man, obviously a grumpy old brother, he pointed to the monk's face, and scolded with spit flying in his mouth: "I'm doing business here, you take a broken bowl and want to eat for nothing, and you say that you don't want to eat? Carry your coffin and roll away for me, bad luck!"
Obviously, the grumpy dude was angry.
"Alas, the sin disturbed the donor, and the little monk left. The monk was helpless, he had been hungry for a long time now, and he still had a long way to go, and if he didn't eat something, he might faint on the side of the road.
Chiton watched behind him, his eyes still on the coffin.
The long coffin made of black wood, taller than the monk, was tied to his body with a rope, and there were many scratches on the black wood that resembled wild beasts, and the ropes that tied the black wooden coffin were even a little blackened, and they should have been used for a long time.
It's not easy to be a person.
Chi Dun walked up with a stride and shouted, "Boss, here are twelve breads!"
The grumpy old brother was angry, and when he heard that a guest came to the door, he ran over with a 'whoosh' and said with a smile: "Hehe, objective, twelve dough cakes, I'll fill them for you right away!"
The monk glanced at Chi Dun, smiled slightly, and was about to leave.
"Master, wait a minute. ”
Chiton stopped him, and the monk paused and looked back at Chiton.
He waited for the shopkeeper to fill the bread, took two of them and held them in his hand, and handed the other ten to the monk.
"Take it, eat it on the way. Chiton said.
The monk's face stiffened, and he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, the little monk only needs a piece of bread, and the rest is also taken back by the donor." ”
How do you feel like you've seen this scene somewhere?
Chi Dun, who felt this way in his heart, didn't bother to think about it, so he directly stuffed the pile of dough cakes into the monk's arms and said, "Buddhism talks about fate, which is not an important thing for me. When you and I meet, it's fate, just a few plain cakes, take it. ”
The irascible old brother on the side was stunned, thinking that there were all kinds of people in these years, and such a monk carrying the coffin of a dead man still had someone to buy him food.
The little kid in front of him must be a rich boy who has money and no land to spend, it's good to be rich.
The monk hesitated, but reached out and took the bread.
"The little monk is wary, thank the donor for his great kindness, this fate, he will repay it every day!"
The monk stretched out his free hand, bent down, and bowed.
Chi Dun still asked curiously: "What are you carrying on your back?"
......
"Three old people who want to return home. ”