After coming out of the Fangshi Sect, Wu Mian and Gui Fei didn't know where to go. Before, they seemed to be pushed away one by one, and they had never been idle since they began refining the elixir for the Fangists of Bait Island. I went to Xu Fu Private Hospital to find an improved elixir pill, and I tried to send medicine. As a result, there was no benefit and he made a commotion, and went to the East China Sea to find Xu Fu's whereabouts. Until now, they have hardly been idle.

Now he basically has no contact with Bait Island, and he has also turned his face with the two alchemists. Once everything is messed up, they don't know where to go next. Originally, according to the meaning of Bai Wuqiu and Xiao Rensan, he wanted to go back to the palace to find the emperor and the princess of the East China Sea to play. But I don't know why, the old guy seems to be a little taboo about Luoyang City. After a few people discussed, under the proposal of Xiao Rensan, several people decided to return to Wangtian Mountain, thirty miles outside Shouchun City.

The little guy has always been obsessed with the national liquor brewed by the old guy, and this time he has time to say that he will not return to brew another hundred and eighty jars. At the beginning, for the sake of Xu Fu's treasure in the Ghost Gate, several of them guarded there for thirty years, and Liu Xi, the original king of Huainan and the king of Huainan, still don't know where to go with Sun Xiaochuan to enjoy the blessings.

At the moment, these people were fine, they didn't want to drive, and they finally arrived at the foot of Wangtian Mountain after wandering for more than ten days. There have been great changes in the mountains under the revisit of the old place, when Xiao Liuxi, the king of Huainan, recruited soldiers, countless homeless people hid in the mountains. Although the imperial army later came to extinguish Liu Xi's rebels, many of the displaced people who had been hiding in the mountains remained here.

Now there are three small villages built on Wangtian Mountain, and these people are cultivating land on the mountain to grow grain, hunt and collect medicine. In addition to going down the mountain to sell surplus grain and hunting beasts caught in the East China Sea to buy some necessities such as salt and iron tools, these people hid in the mountains for many years. Even if you don't have to pay food and avoid conscription, in addition to living a little tight, you are also leisurely.

Fortunately, these mountain people taboo near the Ghost Gate Pass, and they usually have to avoid this area for hunting and collecting medicine, and they dare not build villages near here. At that moment, the old guy took his cheap son Bai Wuqiu, and with the help of two iron monkeys, Shami and Bhikshu, it only took one day to build three larger grass houses.

After staying in the grass house for a night, early the next morning, Wu Mian, Gui Bu Gui, Bai Wuqiu and Xiao Ren drove into Shouchun City in a carriage, leaving two iron monkeys to watch over the house. They plan to buy some necessities for life here, and of course, more than 100 wine jars are inevitable. It's just that they can't find so many wine jars in the ready-made world, so they can only find a kiln workshop, set more than 100 wine jars, and come to pick them up half a month later.

While the four of them were shopping on the street, they saw more than a dozen strange people wearing yellow cloth shirts and shaving their hair to the ground. Each of them had a clay pot in his hand and was begging from house to house for food from the people.

The second stunned looked curious, and then he pointed to the dozen bald heads and said, "Old guy, do you see it?" They don't have hair like you. See the one with the head? It's a bit of a connection with you, isn't it that the descendants of which of your branches can't get mixed up, and the big guy comes out to embarrass the old guy? ”

"Are all the hairless old people's children? Do all the leprosy under that day call my old man my ancestor? "I am also very curious about whether to return or not, a few years ago when they were in Luoyang, they had heard that a monk from Tianzhu Kingdom came to the Han realm to preach the scriptures. It is said that these people are the same as these bald heads, who have to beg for alms from house to house every day, and look at them should be the ones who believe in the Buddha.

These bald heads have nothing to do with Wu Mian or whether they return to them or not, they found a wine shop in the city to eat and drink, and then returned to the grass house in Wangtian Mountain with the purchased items. After returning home, I saw seven or eight strong men lying outside the grass house, these strong men were all covered with blood on their faces, lying around the grass house in various postures.

There is no need to guess Wu Mian, whether to return or not, people like this know what happened. At that moment, he instructed Shami to drag a strong man who had fainted, and when he woke up, the old guy was frightened, and this man recruited everything. These people are all villagers who live in the mountains, and they knew yesterday that a grass house had been built here in the Ghost Gate. It was built in one day that it was a three-room cottage.

Today, there are people from several nearby villages who come to look at it from a distance, after all, it only took one day to build such a large grass house, and everyone will be curious about how it was built. However, after seeing that there was no one in the cottage, most of the villagers dispersed after a few glances from a distance, and only a dozen or so idle people used their brains.

After everyone left, these people wanted to go into the grass house and steal something. The supplies in these villages are too scarce, and it would be good to be able to steal something useful. Unexpectedly, just after these people entered the grass house. Out of nowhere, two fierce monkeys came out, hammered them one by one, and threw them outside. There were only four or five who reacted quickly, and before they could wait for the door, they saw such a big battle, and they fled first.

I didn't talk nonsense with them or not, and called my cheap son to come. After waking everyone up, let the black tower-like Bai Wuqiu steam for half an hour. Only then did these people drive away, but after this experience, the idlers on the mountain no longer dared to come to the grass house to take advantage, and the grass house was rarely quiet.

I hesitate before the fruit is ripe, and I am not in a hurry to make sake if I return or not. After the custom-made wine jar was delivered to the grass house, the old guy asked two iron monkeys to scrub the wine jar clean and dry, and waited for the fruit on the mountain to ripen and then pick the fruit and make wine. But now there are hundreds of mountain people on the mountain, and they don't know if they will be able to pick enough fruit to make so many jars of wine.

However, before the fruit was ripe, another group of uninvited guests came to the door. That is, after Wu Mian and Gui Hui lived in the grass house for more than ten days, one morning, a team of six people wearing yellow cloth clothes came up from the bottom of the mountain. With shaved scalps and shiny bald heads, these people went straight to the grass house, and when they arrived near the grass house, they recited the scriptures that were not Chinese characters in unison as if they were singing.

Bai Wu, who was sleeping in the grass house, was annoyed, and rushed out and scolded the bald head standing at the door: "Bald! Who are you scolding with your snorting mouths? Don't think that Lao Tzu is not very literate, so he dares to block the door of Lao Tzu's house and scold the street. Don't say that Lao Tzu doesn't reason with you, in this way, whoever scolded Lao Tzu just now stood up, and you called Dad in front of Lao Tzu, this is over, you want your food! Lao Tzu sleeps on Lao Tzu's feet! ”

"The donor misunderstood, the six of us and the other six are all monks who believe in the Buddha. The chanting of the scriptures just now is praying for the blessing and longevity of the benefactor, not nonsense. One of them, an old bald man who was a few years old, continued to explain to Bai Wuqiu: "We and other monks all eat the alms of the donors of the ten directions, and we also ask the donors to give some vegetables and rice. Vegetable sellers can ...... all the money"

"I said earlier that you would have to ask for food, Lao Tzu can understand! Wait, Lao Tzu will see if there are any leftovers. As he spoke, Bai Wuqiu staggered back to the cottage. And the six bald heads standing outside were still motionless, standing in place with their hands folded, chanting scriptures that no one understood.

"That's what, bald, there's nothing to eat or drink. There's still some money here, you take it to the city, buy it and buy meat to eat. I just pulled a few batches of flower cloth and made flower clothes for your mother-in-law. Buy two catties of candy for your dolls......" When he spoke, Bai Wuqiu had already thrown a handful of gold bills into the old bald crockpot.

The old man was startled by the gold bills in the clay pot, and he hurriedly took out the gold bills and returned them to Bai Wuqiu, saying, "Don't joke with the donor, how can we accept so much money as an ascetic monk." It is best for the donor to have a dish of rice, and if you don't have it, you can also use a copper plate for a few pennies. ”

"Take it if you have it! When did the person who asked for rice start to dislike the rice he wanted, it was too good...