After saying that, he really didn't have any nostalgia at all, and led the people under his hands to leave in a hurry, and he didn't even give a monk a chance to stay.

A monk opened his mouth towards their backs, with a thunderbolt-struck expression: "......"

Does he really have to carry hundreds of chests full of silver up the mountain by himself?

The little monk who walked down from the mountain looked at the piles of boxes, a little unable to recover for a while, and then looked at Shigong who looked like he had been struck by lightning, hesitated for a while, and asked, "Master, what is the matter with these things, ......?"

Although I have known for a long time that there will be noble people in Kyoto to send things, but there are so many things, there are inevitably too many things......

The little monk couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the parents of Little Brother An's were really generous.

A monk was deflated, his face turned blue, and he wanted to say with momentum that he didn't have to care about anything, and these things could not be used, but as long as he thought that although the contents were all broken silver, they added up to a huge number.

He even suspected that there might be copper plates in it!

Throwing so much money at the foot of the mountain, he really couldn't do such a crazy thing.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth, unceremoniously commanded the little monk in front of him, and said, "You go to the temple and call more people to come and move all the boxes here up the mountain, they are your homework today!" ”

Thinking of his old arms and legs, he must not be able to do it, it is better to throw the mess to the younger generation in the temple, they are young and strong, and the broken silver is used to reshape the golden body of the gods and Buddhas in the temple, and they should make a contribution.

A monk paused, and then glanced at An Zeqing, who was dazed, with a strange look in his eyes.

Thinking about it, he was also dazed by the current situation.

Sensing the malice from his own master, An Zeqing thought wildly about the alarm bell in his heart, but his face did not show his high score, and hurriedly showed his 'weakness', deliberately showing his arms and calves.

Seeing that his thighs were not as thick as his arms after staying up all night, a monk dispelled the idea of letting him carry his own things.

Yes, he pointed to the box labeled 'Zeqing Exclusive' with disgust, and said to the little monk: "When you go back to find someone, you will carry this box up the mountain by the way, which was specially sent to him by Zeqing's mother." ”

He deliberately walked up to take a look, and there was an account with An Zeqing's name written on it, thinking that it was something specially prepared for him.

An Zeqing, who was afraid of being angry, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at the little brother who was also confused with a little weak heart.

The little monk who was thrown off a pot for some reason: "......"

There are thousands of stairs up the mountain, and he has to carry a box that looks like it is not light and walk up on foot?

As if seeing his hesitation, a monk rarely comforted him: "You go, Zeqing and I are here waiting for you to bring someone back." ”

At the end, he added to himself: "Anyway, sooner or later, you will carry all these things up the mountain today." ”

So, it is useless to stall for time.

The little monk listened to the lecture and really forced a face, holding the box and moving at a very fast speed on the flat ground.

Fortunately, they also have to go down the mountain and dive on weekdays, and they have developed a good body, they must have strength and strength, and they must be wise and wise, otherwise they really don't know how to deal with Shigong's whims today.

Under the green hills and green trees, in front of the small bridge and flowing water, on the edge of the thatched hut haystack, only an old man and a young man are left in place with big eyes and small eyes.

One is depressed and can't get out, and the other is completely unaware of what's going on.

In the eyes of the two, An Zeqing was defeated with sour eyes.

He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.

A monk said in a complicated tone: "Your mother is so smart, not to mention the problem she found for me, but also caused a lot of trouble for your senior brothers." ”

He just sent a box of ledgers to her to see, and she directly sent hundreds of boxes of broken silver to make him tired.

The master and apprentice have their own merits from their families, but Li Li is even better.

The requirements of the national temple are extremely strict, and the monks in it are only a few hundred, and the old and frail when they go out, or the young ones are not used, and the rest of the people may only be about a hundred.

These boxes are enough for each of them to make several trips back and forth.

At least the weight of a box of silver, it takes at least two people to lift it.

Hearing that Shi Gong was praising Ah Niang, An Ze Qing's smiling eyes narrowed, and then he realized that Shi Gong's expression was not quite right, and he should not behave like this when he praised people, and he said euphemistically: "Maybe Ah Niang is only a little smarter than ordinary people...... Right? ”

The first family motto of the family is that all men in the family shall not be proud and complacent to bear the world, and all women in the family shall not be famous in the name of wisdom.

In other words, the person who settles down must be humble and humble.

He was humble enough, wasn't he? At least it didn't say that her aunt was the smartest among the women in the world.

After almost vomiting blood by the little apprentice, the monk almost rolled his eyes angrily by the apprentice, but he was a rare apprentice, even if he vomited and vomited blood, he couldn't get angry.

Whoever let him have two relatives and apprentices in his life, and expect a few other unsuccessful apprentices to become his own sons, it is impossible in this life.

Today is the fifteenth, the most lively day in the entire national temple.

The crowd, who were battling the thousand steps up the mountain, soon discovered a strange scene.

The monks and masters in the national temple seemed to be on fire in their buttocks, and they ran down the mountain one by two, all of them with strict faces halfway, if they didn't come up from the mountain, they must have thought that something big had happened at the foot of the mountain.

"Today is the incense day of Naiguo Temple, what happened to these masters?" Someone grabbed his companion next to him and asked in a puzzled tone.

The man also had no answer, looking at the monks who were more and more far away, he had to shake his head: "I don't know, I look at their posture, all the young monks in the temple have come out, right?" ”

"I'll go and ask, lest we don't know what's going on."

The person who had just begun to ask carefully avoided the crowd, stepped forward to block the front of the monk at the back, and asked, "Little master, I saw that you were in a hurry, could it be that something big happened at the foot of the mountain?" ”

The monk who was stopped said: "The family of the little junior brother in our temple sent something, and the master asked us all to go and help." ”

He hurried past the pilgrim in front of him and left.

It wasn't until this time that everyone suddenly realized that the reason why He came to the door to riot was only because of such things!

However, why haven't they heard the news that a famous disciple has become a monk in the temple?

Could it be that they are closed to news and have not come out for a long time?

Someone said disdainfully: "The thunder is loud and the rain is small, who sent something to a hundred people to help together?" ”

Many people think so, and they don't think that maybe some things really need to be done by hundreds of people.

The person who asked the question before was stunned, but quickly reacted, and said to him heartily: "Little brother is really interested, and when he came to the National Temple to offer incense, he didn't forget to count how many masters came down the mountain today." ”

The speed of the monks is too fast, and what happened just now is too sudden, who remembers how many monks have the heart to count the total number of monks who have descended the mountain?

The person who opened his mouth to mock stopped talking, looked at the obvious dissatisfaction in the eyes of several people, and closed his mouth.

In a short time, while they were struggling to climb up, the monks had already returned from the foot of the mountain.

This time their steps were much heavier, and they were no longer as light as before.

"Is there a stone in it? So heavy! ”

"I see that the masters are extremely stable, and they must be training very weekdays."

"Not a stone, but I'm curious about what's in it."

"Don't say it, the masters are here, don't talk in front of the Buddha."

The monks stepped forward step by step, and everyone consciously stepped out of the way.

I thought nothing would happen in the middle of the way, but some people always like to make trouble.

Just as the monks were on their last trip, Qingfeng, the apprentice of the sweeping monk, was stopped halfway.

Qingfeng and Qingran on the side had to stop their steps, put the box in their hands firmly on the ground, and put their hands together and asked the person in front of them: "Amitabha, good and good, I don't know why the donor deliberately stopped the two little monks halfway?" ”

Xie Yi raised his head proudly and ordered: "Open the box, this marquis wants to see what is inside." ”

Qingfeng raised his eyebrows, shook his head calmly and refused: "Donor, it's inappropriate to despise, this is specially sent to the Buddha by the family of the little monk's junior brother, without their consent, please forgive the little monk for not agreeing." ”

Xie Yi was very angry, and the two entourages around him were even worse, seeing that Qingfeng was so uninteresting, they all played a majestic role: "Do you know who my little marquis is?" ”

"It's just a glance, and it won't damage something that has lasted for a few years, so why should the little master be stingy?"

Qingfeng was unmoved, only glanced at the side, and knew that things could not be good.

The latter received his eyes, turned around and left in understanding, and saw that Qingran had moved the rescuers, Qingfeng shook his head and said, "No matter who the donor is, this matter is not appropriate." ”

"Master Benhou doesn't care if you are okay or not! Open the box for me at once, or I'll punish you!" Xie Yi was very angry, he was the only son of the Xie family, and he was the marquis of this term, although he was young, his official position was not small, and no one dared to disobey his words since he was a child

Seeing that there were people around him who stopped to watch the play, Qingfeng still had an expression of not liking things and not being sad about himself, and said calmly: "I don't know what kind of crime the Hou Ye plans to use to treat the little monk's crimes?" If what the Hou Ye said is reasonable, the little monk is willing to accept the guilt. ”

Xie Yi was angry: "What reason does this Hou Ye want to treat you for offending!" If I say you are guilty, you will be guilty, and when I say that I want to cure you, I will cure you! ”

He is not very old, he is only eleven this year, but his temper is not small, he does not eat when he sees the wind is soft and hard, no matter whether he coerces or tempts, he is unwilling to open the box, he thinks together, and kicks the box hard.

With a bang, Xie Yi retreated, and the whole person fell to the ground, if it weren't for the entourage next to him who caught him quickly, I'm afraid that his head would have broken and bleeding by now.

Thousands of steps, thick layers.

If you really fall, you have to lose your skin if you don't die.