The daily value broke five.

The hustle and bustle of the New Year has not gone, and the Lanling Ferry Wharf has already passed thousands of sails.

The busy and lively Lanling Ferry, there is a proverb in Guobei County: Lanling Ferry is full of oil, and it will not flow all over the ground for three days.

A bluestone slab road leading to the wharf, the crowd is surging, the warm sedan chair is carefully passed, the car is sold loudly, the shoulders are pressed into a bent bow to pick up the goods, the cold wind is howling but the sweat is like rain unloading the goods, shouting the trumpet bronze shoulder and pulling the cable on the back of the rope......

There are many different forms.

From the rising sun to the westward movement of the sun, the remnants of the sun are sparse, and thousands of glass are rippling.

In the middle of the splendid painting boats, when the slender pole is waved, an inconspicuous bamboo row blows the mirror surface and shuttles quietly.

The bamboo row docked, the boat boss stood at the head of the row, and the passengers paid the money and went down.

Standing at the back of the line at the end of the line was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old monk, although he was wearing colorful clothes, his face was like Fu powder, his lips were greased, his round bald head seemed to be brighter than the night pearl, and he was as handsome as a woman.

When the captain saw that the passengers were almost gone, he was about to return to the pole, but before the monk went ashore, he turned over his hand in his sleeve, and two copper coins with a round outer circle and a square inner square fell into his hands.

The boat boss couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at the still warm copper coin, when the little elder came up, although he was not too happy in his heart, he didn't think about collecting his ship fare.

Because monks travel in all directions, they have always relied on their fate, and where there is money to eat, and where to spend money on a boat, he expects to accumulate virtue and do good deeds.

Pinching the two copper coins, the boat boss unconsciously opened his mouth to scream, but the little elder's footsteps looked small, but he arrived at the dock in the blink of an eye and disappeared.

He shook his head and pocketed the copper coin. It's also good to charge an extra two pennies and drink a few more sips of old wine. This ghost weather, although the beginning of spring has passed, and the sun shines high every day, it is still wickedly cold, and after standing for only a while, his hands are frozen and stiff.

But it was said that the hundred well-dressed elders went ashore, and saw that this prosperous place was quite impressive, and when he was about to take a tour, the dry intestines suddenly screamed, it turned out that the six roots were clean, and the belly was clean, and the skin needed to be replenished.

He touched the money bag on his waist, and the last two pennies paid for the ship, which was already empty.

Shaking his head a little helplessly, the little elder looked around, and finally his gaze fell on a place not far away, and then raised his feet and walked over.

Lu Fei, the coolie leader of the dock, looked at the mountain of goods in front of him, and sighed constantly.

It is said that there are more monks and less porridge, but now he is more porridge and less monks, too many goods, and too few coolies under his hands, even if he is diligent and diligent in moving the ants, it is impossible to move so many goods back within the specified time.

If I knew that I would stay and end up in a situation where I would be burdened with a big bag and tired to live, I should have followed Monchi and them to run a boat outside, even if I was a pirate, I don't know how many times stronger than now.

I heard that Mengqi's group went to sea as a boat at the beginning, but because they found the treasure of One Piece, they sprouted and killed the Dongying pirates, and now they have become the overlord of the sea.

Lu Fei looked at the sparkling lake from afar, his mind did not belong, and he regretted not being at the beginning.

"Amitabha."

He was worried and regretful, when he heard the sound of Buddha preaching behind him, he turned around and saw that it was a little monk, thinking that he was destined for himself, and he was impatient: "The master has come to the wrong place, this is the dock, a place for poor men to beg for a living." Look at them, all of them are ragged and have vegetables on their faces, as if they can give alms? ”

The little elder didn't get angry when he heard Lu Fei's mocking words: "The donor thinks badly, although the poor monk is poor, he never turns into a relationship. ”

Lu Fei asked angrily: "Since you don't turn into a relationship, then what are you doing here?" ”

"Come up to the dock and naturally ask for a few mouthfuls of food." The little elder replied solemnly.

"There are often dead people here, but there is never a magic thing to do." Lu Fei glanced at the little elder and said.

The coolies on the wharf often can't stand and die, because they have no money, they use a straw mat to roll up when they die, dig a pit in a mass grave and bury it in the ground, where do you need to do things to exceed.

What's more, this is a practice, and the people invited are all senior monks who are old and virtuous, and they don't do things firmly without hair on their mouths, who would invite a little monk who doesn't even have hair?

"The poor monk recited some Buddhist scriptures a long time ago, but in recent years, he has been busy working to fill his stomach and has forgotten it." When the little elder said this, his tone was filled with some regret.

When Lu Fei heard this, he turned around and looked at the little monk carefully, and saw that he had fine skin and tender meat, not like he could do hard work, so he said: "It's not fate, it's not to ask for the law, then go away, I only have a big bag of work here." ”

Carrying big bags of work, big bags full of goods, each of which is around 180 pounds, not strong bones, accustomed to coolies, can't do it.

When the little elder heard this, a flash of joy flashed on his face, and he immediately said, "The poor monk is asking the donor for this job of carrying a big bag. ”

Monks have always only turned into fate, and they have never seen a person who carries a big bag on the dock to exchange money to live, Lu Fei seems to have heard the funniest joke: "Okay, the little elder has ambition, even if you do it, you will be given as much as you want, if you carry it, Lao Tzu will invite you to drink." ”

The little elder didn't laugh, but walked in front of the goods like a small mountain, opened his bow left and right, grabbed two large bags and put them on his shoulders, grabbed two more with his free hands, turned around and walked towards the warehouse designated by Lu Fei, like a gust of wind, and walked over.

It was fast and steady, as if it was carried on his shoulders, and what he grabbed with both hands was not a hundred-pound bag, but feathers.

The coolies next to them, who were also carrying big bags, were so shocked that their eyes were like copper bells, and it turned out that the small waist of this pretty monk could also exert his strength.

After a while, they saw the little elder turn back, his color unchanged, not panting, and then four large bags.

Lu Fei, who was in charge of supervising the number on the side, was surprised and delighted as if he had dug up a treasure, because according to the little elder's carrying method, it would take less than two hours for all the goods to be transported to the warehouse.

And this little elder doesn't seem to be tired, he carries it back and forth and grabs it and leaves, without stopping, and he can hold more than a dozen people per person.

Until January, like a hook, hanging on the mountain.

The hill of cargo had been emphasized.

Lu Fei crackled and calculated, calculated a bunch of copper coins, and pushed them to the table: "Little Elder, this is your salary." ”

The little elder did not shirk, counted them, and put the copper coins in the money bag.

At this time, the night is getting deeper, the sky is clear, the water is clear, and the moon is cold.

The docks were deserted, and only those who worked as coolies were still struggling.

The little elder got paid, and was about to ask Lu Fei where he could find a cheap place to stay, when he saw the cold water of the smoke cage, the firelight swaying like a star, drifting little by little.

When I looked closely, I found that it was a lotus lantern with a sparkling candle, winding in the haze.

The little elder couldn't help but be a little strange, there were still some days before the Shangyuan Festival, why did someone put the lights. Moreover, the lanterns are put on the Shangyuan Festival, and the lights are also placed on the land, and the water lanterns will be released on the Midyear Festival, where does anyone put the water lanterns at this time?

By asking the soul of the dead where they want to go, the paper boat burns brightly.

Putting lights on the water is said to lead the way for the souls of the dead.

Immediately, he saw Lu Fei coming over, staring at those lotus lanterns, his face was a little weird.

"May I ask the donor, where did these water lanterns come from?"

"Look at the direction, it should be floating from Lanruo Temple."

"Lanruo Temple?"

"Maybe those female ghosts in Lanruo Temple couldn't hold back their loneliness and put the soul lamp."

"Lanruo Temple, not a Buddhist temple?"

"It turns out that you also know about Lanruo Temple."

"The poor monk has been a monk for sixteen years."

"In the past, Lanruo Temple was indeed a Buddhist temple, but the monks there ran away a long time ago, and now there are people living there, except for ghosts and demons."

"And the demons?"

"Little Elder, if you have strong mana, it doesn't matter if you go and see, but if you don't have mana, you can't catch ghosts, you can't destroy demons, I advise you not to go, so as not to give your life in vain. The demons there are so powerful that they can suck people's essence and blood, and with one mouth, a big living person will become a dry corpse in the blink of an eye. ”

"You've seen it?"

"If I had seen it, would I still be able to stand here and talk to you?"

"Amitabha, seeing is believing, and hearing is false."

"If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of you."

"The poor monk has been practicing Buddhism for sixteen years, and he has traveled for three years, and he has never seen goblins and ghosts."

"Don't be unpredictable."