Chapter 13, The Fog of Questions
"Ziyang, no matter what others do, but you have to be polite to others, and it is difficult to be narrow-minded" Regarding my attitude just now, the master began to correct.
Anyway, I'm hungry now, my heart is close to my back, no matter what he says, I agree vigorously, and my head is like a chicken pecking rice.
The little monk climbed on the table and said nothing, probably because he would be hungry and foggy, and it was rare to stop for a while.
After a while, the shopkeeper came up with hot dishes, and I didn't care about 3721, I grabbed it and ate it, but most of the dishes were meat dishes.
I glanced at the little monk, who probably had already thrown his identity as a monk out of the clouds, grabbed a large piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth.
glanced at the master again, although he pretended to be reserved, but the subordinate was not idle, and he had to fight with the little monk for a while.
I've been hungry for so long, even Da Luo Jinxian can't bear it, I don't care about those, just stuff things in my mouth, if I pretend to be a gentleman at this time, I won't even have a hair left over these two goods for a while.
After the wind and clouds passed, a lot of meat dishes were dried, and the three of them rubbed their bellies and stopped.
"Boom...... This is the fullest I've ever eaten," the little monk picked his teeth, looking slightly satisfied.
The master poured a sip of wine into his mouth: "I said little monk, in the future, if you smash the donation box a few more times, you can come three or five times a month with good wine and meat."
The little monk glanced at him and said, "This is also your instigation, otherwise you have to be pulled off a layer of skin by the master."
I suddenly remembered the purpose of our trip and asked the master: "Master, what are we going to do in Liujiazhuang".
The master took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "When I was in Xiyang County, I received a letter from Liujiazhuang, Liu Yuanwai's family is afraid that something has happened, when Maoshan is still there, Liu Yuanwai has not less to raise donations for us, now although Maoshan no longer exists, but we can't forget the kindness, see what happened!" ”。
It stands to reason that people who can be called outsiders must be wealthy and powerful, and there are countless Taoist priests wandering around the country in these years, but they have to move rescue soldiers from Maoshan, which shows that this matter is very tricky.
I suddenly remembered that the little monk didn't go to Liujiazhuang, so I turned my head and asked the little monk: "How long has your master been going to Liujiazhuang, do you know where to go?" ”。
When the little monk heard this, he wrenched his finger and said, "About three months ago, the master also received a letter, asking me to guard the temple and set off in a hurry, without thinking that I would leave without hearing from me for three months."
"I don't know how the master is now, is he in danger?" The little monk looked a little depressed when he talked about his master's lamp.
I patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, your master is also a generation of grandmasters, and he should have been entangled in a thorny problem so he didn't go back to you."
The little monk glanced at me and nodded, and then the master suddenly asked the little monk with a nervous face: "Your master also received a letter, do you know what is written on it?" ”。
The little monk tilted his head and thought about it: "It seems that there are three main cave immortals, each with a mountain, I also glanced at it in a hurry, and I didn't remember it."
Unexpectedly, the master said with a solemn face: "The master of the three immortal caves, each standing on a mountain, the nine dragons are entangled, the emperor sleeps peacefully, Nanling offers flowers, there is a heavy danger in the land, nine detours and ten times, the king switches, wants to see the true immortals, worship in front of the stone, come to Liujiazhuang, remember."
"Although I don't know the meaning of these words, judging from the superficial meaning, this should be a Tibetan poem, and your master must have received this letter."
The little monk shook his head, "I don't know this, it should be these words, I didn't remember it clearly at the time, anyway."
"Your master is a master of Buddhism, and he is known for his indifference to fame and fortune, but what can make your master feel excited, is it ......" The master seemed to suddenly think of something, but then shook his head and said: "Impossible, impossible, how can it be."
As soon as I saw that the situation was wrong, I hurriedly asked Zhang Daoyi: "What's wrong, master, it's okay."
When I asked me this, the master came back to his senses, looked at me and said, "It's okay, it's just that there is something I can't figure out, so let's find a place to sleep if it's not early!" “。
The master didn't want to say, and I didn't bother to ask, but when it came to sleeping, I suddenly remembered that I hadn't slept a few times for a long time.
shouted at Xiao Er, Nasi hurriedly ran over with a courteous face: "A few people, if you have any orders, just say that the small shop will serve you intimately."
The little monk glanced at Xiao Er, and before I could answer, the little monk opened his mouth: "I said that you and I came to that set, I can't keep up with the speed of your face-turning, and if there is a guest room, I will quickly open two rooms.
I saw that the little monk was full and had strength, so I quickly gave Xiao Er a look, and turned around to take care of it.
If you let this thing chirp crookedly, you may have to say when it will go.
The little monk saw that I had taken away Xiao Er, and complained to me: "I said what are you stopping me for, I didn't have the strength to care just now, but now I have time and energy, but it's good that I was just about to start to temper him, but you took it away."
I said, "Just the little thing in your stomach, you can't turn a caterpillar, but you also turn a big living person, you are purely full of food and leisure, people open the door to do business like this, whether you are a Buddha or that way, they recognize money, you can say anything if you have money."
While the two of us were talking, five or six people walked in from outside, but they were dressed quite strangely, all hidden in black cloaks, as if they were afraid of being seen.
One of the leaders walked directly to the cabinet shop, threw down some broken silver, and said, "Stay in the hotel, two rooms."
The boss probably knew that these people were not easy to mess with, so he put away the money and walked towards the backyard with six people without saying a word.
Originally, the candlelight was not very bright, and this wrapped in a black cloak made it impossible to see their face at all.
But as I passed by, I couldn't help but look up, and the person in the lead happened to be looking at me too.
The moment our eyes met, my whole body suddenly felt like I had fallen into an ice hole, and it didn't look like a pair of human eyes. It's full of terrifying darkness.
"Ziyang, it's okay!"
I was awakened by the master's shout, and the group of people just now had already walked into the back hall: "Master, that group of people seems to be wrong, they wrapped themselves so tightly at night, could it be some evil thing."
The master stared at the corridor where the group of people disappeared for a while, as if he was interested, took a sip of wine and said mysteriously: "Don't worry, maybe there will be a good show tonight."
The little monk glanced at us disdainfully and said: "I see that you two masters and apprentices are full of food, nervous, and there is a fart to watch if you don't sleep at night, Amitabha, the Buddha forgives the little monk's rudeness" said with his hands folded and his face pious.