In the southwest corner of the village, there is a small temple called Huangjue Temple.

The vermilion lacquer gate has long been colorless, the threshold is tattered, at least there is no new one for twenty or thirty years, it must be the four great King Kong eyebrows and angry eyes, Wei Dao Bodhisattva's demon pestle.

The second entrance is the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and the third entrance is the meditation hall. On the left is the Garan Hall, and on the right is the Patriarch Hall.

The paint of the Buddha statue was peeling off, and the golden body was dusty and looked like it had fallen into a mud ditch.

The yard was full of weeds, even on the roof, and the stone slabs were uneven and bumpy, making people fall on their heels as soon as they walked.

In this down-and-out Huangjue Temple, eight or nine monks who are dressed in shabby clothes, who can't explain the Buddha's principles clearly, can recite two sentences of Amitabha Buddha, and fool others into donating money and food.

At this time, they were standing together with sad faces.

"I can't live this day, I can still live on some field rent grain on weekdays, and now the land is about to turn white, and half of the grain is not left, let alone paying rent, seeing us over, I can't wait to eat a few of our monks together."

"The tenants are still down, these big families are also evil, such a dead man's law in the year of famine, they are stunned not to do things, if like in previous years, find some opportunities to practice some inverted scriptures, and get a little money by doing practical things, who doesn't say that big fish and big meat can always be full."

Another sighed, "Do you think they really believe?" It's just to ask for comfort, the vast majority of landlords are doing it for others to see, and now the shopkeepers are busy collecting grain, hungry and tired, who cares about the landlord's house, has there been a way to do things for people? ”

Another said: "What's the use of you complaining?" The master has made up his mind. It's not like you didn't see it two days ago, the master and uncle together, quarreling with more than a dozen tenants, have already shouted to send the official, and these mud legs have not retreated at all.

There is no one to die if you want food this year, I see, Huangjue Temple can't stay anymore, it's better to find another way as soon as possible! ”

A person next to him shook his head and said: "It's been hundreds of years, and it's the first time I've heard that there is a famine in a temple, and the monk eats a lot, and even the monk can't eat enough, and I'm afraid other places can't live anymore." ”

"That's no problem, the master has already spoken, saying that the monk who sent the pending order first walked, and then asked the uncles and uncles to go out to travel, I estimate that it will not take 10 days, except for the master's family, we all need to go our own way. Brothers and sisters should prepare as soon as possible, go to the backyard meditation room for a turn, maybe take one more thing, and you will be able to suffer one less day of sin on the way. ”

Everyone was slightly stunned when they heard him speak.

After a few seconds of silence, they turned around and walked to the back.

An old monk came out from the corner of the wall behind him, with kind eyebrows on his face, and his snow-white eyebrows were about to reach his chin, he looked at the backs of several apprentices, and sighed faintly.

"These stupid apprentices, knowing that Shi Niang's words came out, didn't you think that Shi Niang would put things away? If you can find a wooden fish, I'll count you as a winner! ”

After that, he shook his head again: "Just this brain, it won't take two months to get out and become a corpse on the side of the road." The master and apprentice are also the same forest birds, and they fly separately when the disaster comes. ”

He was sighing as a middle-aged woman with a package came out behind him.

Fair-skinned, delicately dressed and neat, just looking at her demeanor and temperament, you know that she is not from a small family.

It's a pity that this woman is beautiful, and there are three points of trickery in the corners of her eyes, which completely destroys the temperament of her entire face.

Especially standing with the old monk, the two will form a sharp contrast, which will set off the woman's tricky and mean atmosphere even more obviously.

The woman walked over, slapped the monk on the back and scolded, "If you don't go out quickly, what are you still talking about here?" And read your bullshit verses? ”

The old monk was silent.

"Don't play dead for me, take your broken things and leave!"

Otherwise, he threw over a small package, and the old monk took it and opened it carefully, and took out a straw hat, a wooden fish, and a clay bowl from it.

Then he re-tied the burden and carried it over his shoulder.

Glancing back in the direction of the meditation room, at the urging of the woman, he left the temple with a hard head.

Out of the temple gate, the woman was visibly relaxed.

"This time the place we are going to is very clear, it is the old Zhu family in the east of the village, I still remember that more than ten years ago, the fourth child of their family was too weak and sick to be your apprentice, and now the name is still hanging on the Huangjue Temple.

Although this kid has only stayed for about a year, but after all, he has the name of master and apprentice, and now he doesn't know what's going on, obviously it is a famine for many years, but their family is suddenly rich, a few days ago I heard a lot of women who came to incense chanted, saying that in their newly built house, the aroma of sorghum rice came out every day.

This is amazing, anyone can be happy to eat a meal of sorghum rice for a month this year, how can their old Zhu family eat it every day.

Besides, you are his master, and it is not a big deal for the master to go to the apprentice's house for a year and a half to eat, and this truth makes sense to anyone. ”

The woman was very excited that she had caught a big family and would not have to go hungry in the future.

The old monk sighed lightly and did not speak.

Although he must be a tenant when collecting rent, fasting and forcing debtors to death, and pretending to be a god to fool people, he is a good monk with a good heart.

"It's too much to eat for a year and a half, it's too much, it's too much. Three months is about the same! ”

The village was originally not big, and the two of them left, and within half an hour, they came to a high-gate compound.

The woman made a look, and the old monk took the wooden fish in his hand and knocked on it as he went up and knocked on the door.

Don't think that this is some kind of monk's demeanor, in fact, you are afraid of being bitten by dogs.

In these days, most of the big families will raise dogs, and things like guard dogs are all based on clothes and do not recognize people.

When they see poor people in tattered clothes, they often rush forward and bite them.

In order to prevent the dog from biting a few steps away from the gate, he knocked on the wooden fish vigorously and shouted the Buddha's name.

Normally, the monk shouts a few times and someone will come out.

After all, big families are different from dogs, although they have done all the bad things, but they always feel that this life is not good, they want to cultivate the afterlife, ask the Bodhisattva to bless, and don't go to hell after death, go to the knife mountain, and go to the oil pot.

It's best to be good to the monk, so that the Bodhisattva can show a few feelings in his eyes, and if he can say a few good words, it will be even more amazing.

For this purpose, the big families don't care about sharing some hard-earned money to the monks, even if it is a bribe for the Bodhisattva.

In case you really encounter some people who pick the door, when the wooden fish knocks on the earth, and the neighbors hear it, it is inevitable that there will be aunts and aunts who come out to send them away, and half of the village can hear the shouting, and after all, they will not fall into the bad reputation of not believing in Buddhism.

You can't say it's a small temple in the west of the village, you have to put a tall label on yourself.

For example, Tiantai Mountain, Guoqing Temple, Putuo Temple, Emei Jinding Temple and other large temples.

Anyway, there is no way to check it, if you shout loudly and let the neighbors around you hear it, the main house will become your love.

Maybe at the end of the year, I will brag about telling my friends how much money I have given and how many good deeds I have done.

The wooden fish knocked for a while, and sure enough, there was a sound of footsteps inside.

Aunt Wang opened the door and took a look, and saw that it was an old monk who hurriedly saluted and recited Amitabha.

"Old mage, please wait, I'll go get you some rice."

Aunt Wang turned around and was about to go inside.

If you didn't have enough grass roots and bark to eat in the past, you would be powerless even if you have the heart to meet a monk.

But there was a thunder on the ground, and he was suddenly rich, and there was no shortage of food at home, and the second uncle took the fourth child to start a tofu business.

Every morning, I take some young people to push stones and grind tofu and steam bean cakes, which makes it hot.

Then let these young people each carry a burden and sell it to the nearby ten miles and eight villages.

Strange to say, although one after another, there are always people who buy some tofu to eat every day.

Inexplicable passers-by or simply encountering a walking caravan.

There will be some progress these days.

In the hands of Aunt Wang, the little money adds up, and the old Zhu family can be regarded as having a little family foundation.

Now I have money and food in my hands, and I still have pillars in my family.

Aunt Wang is naturally not panicked.

And she always feels that there is some luck in her own development, maybe it is the blessing of the Buddha.

Now that the monks have come to the door, why do you have to give some rice money to make peace of mind.

"This sister-in-law, please wait a moment, poor monk, may I ask if this is Zhu Xingzong's home?"

Aunt Wang was slightly stunned, reacted for a while, and then remembered that this was Zhu Chongba's name, and nodded hurriedly.

"It's the fourth child of my family, is the master looking for him? Then it's not the right time for you to come, he took someone out to sell tofu this morning, I'm afraid he won't come back until late in the evening, or the master will be early tomorrow? ”

"Amitabha, the poor monk is the monk of Huangjue Temple. More than ten years ago, Tian was Zhu Xingzong's master! ”

"I see, it's Master Jueyuan who is here, you see that my head is not good, Master Jueyuan is the benefactor of our family, when he was young, he always mentioned too many illnesses, or Master Jueyuan chanted a lot of Buddha blessings, so that he could grow so big."

The old monk pursed his lips and smiled, looking peaceful.

At this time, the woman next to her saw that he couldn't get to the point after talking for a long time, so she couldn't help but say impatiently: "This sister-in-law, Master Jueyuan's mouth has been dry and empty all the way, can you give up a bowl of water and a bowl of rice first, let the two of us pad our stomachs first, and then talk to you in detail?" ”

Aunt Wang realized: "Yes, yes, you look at me, I am happy to patronize, I forgot about the business, the master and the master are invited to come in!" ”

A monk can marry a wife, but there are few people who call him a master openly.

If the woman had not been able to say a few bitter words before, but the meal had not yet been eaten, she would have to think that she could not hear it.

After a few more pleasantries, Aunt Wang led the two to the courtyard.