Xue Qian and I both looked at Mr. Lu: "Are you hungry?" ”

Mr. Lu nodded. Looking at the way he nodded, he was obviously very hungry.

Xue Qian said, "Otherwise, let's eat something first." Come back and wait. ”

I hesitated: "This old man has made it clear that we will wait here for three days." Now leave halfway, in case Hiromu Tianzun gets angry. What if you don't show up again? ”

Xue Qian said: "The old man asked us to kneel and wait, you have already laid down." Anyway, it's already in violation, so what's there to be afraid of? ”

I thought about it, nodded and praised: "This is called broken cans." Let's go. ”

The three of us quietly left the small temple, the old man seemed to be really asleep, when we discussed, he was silent, and when we left, he did not react.

Xue Qian sighed at the gate of the temple: "No wonder he can last for three days and three nights." Who can't just sleep here? ”

I said, "I finally understand why he has been cultivating for decades, but he can only predict the future for a moment. ”

Xue Qian asked, "Why?" ”

I said, "Because he spends most of his time sleeping." ”

Xue Qian and Mr. Lu laughed, and then the three of us hooked up and went to find a restaurant.

This small temple is on the edge of a small village. It is separated from the people's house by two fields of farmland. We walked along the country road, all the way through, and then wandered around the village.

It's not a big village. Fortunately, although Huaicheng is not rich, it is not poor either. In this small village, there are one or two restaurants. We walked in and ordered the food.

While waiting for the dishes, Xue Qian said: "Do we want to sum up, and after meeting Guangmu Tianzun, ask him some questions?" ”

I said, "Are you doing this as a reporter?" Also prepare questions in advance. ”

Xue Qian said: "In case he is only willing to stay for a while, of course we have to pick up the important ones." ”

Mr. Lu said: "Let's ask about the result first, and then ask about the process. First ask if you can come out of the underworld alive, and then ask what the underworld is like. ”

I nodded, "As it should be." ”

The three of us were discussing when we suddenly heard a noise at the door of the hotel. I saw a middle-aged man. He was wearing a robe. The robe was covered with patches, and it looked very simple. And in his hand, he was holding a tin cane, which was shaking at the door of the hotel.

The brass rings on the tin rods hit each other, making a series of sounds.

I saw a middle-aged man shaking a tin stick while looking around the hotel. I can't help but feel a little strange. I asked Mr. Lui, "What is he doing here?" ”

Mr. Lu said: "Shake the tin staff and make a sound. It's a reminder to donors. It's time to come out and give. Then, he frowned again and said, "According to reason, if you shake it two or three times and don't get alms, you should leave." Why can't this guy shake enough? So annoying. ”

The three of us didn't speak loudly, but the middle-aged man heard it. He folded his hands with us and said, "The little monk refuses to go any further, because he is so hungry that he can't walk." ”

I said, "Let's get him a meal." Look at him like this, if he can't eat. I'm afraid I'm going to keep shaking. It's noisy and noisy. ”

Xue Qian smiled: "That's not necessarily. When he is hungry and has no strength to shake again, won't he be cleansed? ”

The two of us didn't speak loudly, but we didn't deliberately suppress our voices. The monk must have heard it.

He didn't wait for us to greet him, but smiled and said, "Since the three donors are going to invite me to dinner, it's better not to have it, thank you very much." ”

Then he came in with a tin cane, and sat down in his chair.

At this time, I noticed that although the middle-aged monk was dressed in tatters, it was not dirty.

Xue Qian asked the monk, "Are you a meat or a vegetarian?" ”

The monk said, "Meat and vegetables are not taboo, what to eat." ”

I said, "It turned out to be a wine and meat monk. ”

I saw that the monk had nothing other than a tin rod to indicate his identity as a monk. And he had long, unkempt hair on his head. It was haphazardly tied into a bun. In this way, he is less like a monk and more like a Taoist priest.

I asked, "Since you're a monk, why don't you shave your hair clean?" Instead, do you want to tie it into a bun? ”

The monk smiled and said, "Because I haven't decided whether to believe in Buddhism or Taoism." ”

When we heard this, we couldn't help grinning: "This monk is talking a little interesting." ”

Mr. Lu looked at him and said, "Fellow Daoist, isn't it to buy vegetables in the market to worship God, and you can still pick and choose and change around?" ”

When the monk heard this, he laughed. His voice was so loud that the diners at the restaurant turned their heads.

The monk laughed for a while and said, "Fellow Daoist, hearing you say this, have you ever seen an immortal?" ”

Mr. Lu said: "I haven't seen it. ”

The monk said, "Since you haven't seen it." How do you know that immortals are not a dish in the market? How do you know that worship is not picky? "Komaru Seba.

Mr. Lu quietly took a sip of tea and said, "Listen to the meaning of Daoyou, have you seen the immortals?" ”

The monk took out a handkerchief from his bosom. This handkerchief is not big, and there are a few patches on it, which is really funny.

The monk wiped the tin rod with the handkerchief, and as he wiped it, he replied, "It depends on what you say." If the three of you are immortals, then I have indeed seen them. If you are referring to the Buddhas of the Western Heavens, the Taoist Sanqing. I haven't seen that. ”

He put down the tin staff, put half of his body on the table, and said mysteriously: "Not only have I not seen it, but I can also sue you that they don't exist at all." ”

The three of us looked at him in shock: "How do you know? ”

The monk did not answer our words, but smiled and said to himself: "Since none of them exist, then what does it matter if I believe in Buddhism and Taoism?" I got bored of reading the Diamond Sutra today, so I changed it to the Tao Te Ching, the Nanhua Sutra, the Taiping Sutra, and the Nonsense Sutra. Isn't it fun? ”

The three of us glanced at each other, and we all sensed that the monk was talking strangely. If this kid isn't a psychopath, then he should be a master.

I was about to interrogate him, and the dish we ordered was ready.

The monks cheered, carried chopsticks like flying, and specially picked up meat to eat. In just a few moments, half of the food on the table went down. We were just stunned, and there were only a few dishes of vegetable soup left.

The monk wiped his mouth and folded his hands with us, saying, "Thank you, three donors." The little monk took his leave. ”

Then, with a tin cane, he left.

This monk came and went as fast as he could, leaving us dumbfounded.

The restaurant owner looked at us gloatingly, and then asked, "Three, do you want to add more food?" ”

Mr. Lu nodded: "Let's have another meal just now." ”

We waited hungry for a long time, and finally when it was time for the meal to be served, we all devoured it one by one.

I filled my stomach and rested back in my chair. My mind was full of the shadow of the monk just now. I don't know why, but I always felt that something was wrong with this monk, but I couldn't say what was wrong.

Suddenly, I had a flash of inspiration and asked Xue Qian: "Old Xue, have you noticed his tin staff?" ”

Xue Qian asked, "What's wrong with the tin staff?" ”

I said, "There seem to be a few rings missing from his tin staff." ”

Xue Qian said: "Look at his clothes, they are in tatters, and they are patched on top of each other. Isn't it normal to have something missing from the tin staff? ”

I shook my head: "He used to carefully wipe the tin staff with a handkerchief, and it seems that he takes it very seriously. It couldn't have been left with a few brass rings missing. ”

Afterwards, I looked at Mr. Lu: "Do you still have the copper ring that the remnant immortal gave you?" ”

Mr. Lu immediately reacted: "You mean to say. Is this brass ring from the top of a tin rod? ”

Mr. Lu said as he took out the copper ring.

This thing was once used as a torture instrument and strung on a person's pipa bone. Now Mr. Lu took out the copper ring, and we just looked at it and decided that this thing was exactly the same as the copper ring on the tin staff. It's just that there is a gap in the two copper rings on the table, as if someone has broken it.

Mr. Lu held the copper ring in his arms and hurriedly said, "Let's go, let's chase quickly." ”