There is a mountain outside the city, and there is a temple on the mountain, and there is a little monk and an old monk in the temple, oh, and now there is a big lama.

"Climb the mountain, climb the mountain, climb the mountain, sneeze!" The round-faced girl wiped the tip of her red nose with a handkerchief, and threw the dogtail grass on the side of the road at Childe.

The blind boy held his forehead with his left hand, feeling helpless, "Ling'er, you don't have to shout every time you climb a stone step, just shout to climb the mountain!

"Childe is embarrassed to say that whoever promised me before going out the day before yesterday would come back early to tell me about the new news in the palace, but who is it, it's been three watches when I get home!"

"Who is that, sitting on the steps and falling asleep!" the blind man asked

"It's not just me, it's a pity that Sister Chao didn't fall asleep, no matter, anyway, we all suffered from the cold, and the culprit is Childe!"

"Okay, it's me who is wrong, so as compensation, not all the three meals in the past few days have been cooked by your son-in-law, and besides, I took you to climb the mountain today!"

"Hmph, the small ginseng chicken soup is still delicious, and the steamed grass carp is still tender, but this mountain climbing is considered a compensation, and why don't you bring Sister Chao here, just bitter my wind chimes!"

"Xichao's physique is weak, and I still have a slight fever this morning, and the cold poison in your body has gone seven or eight points, just right for exercising, sweating, and faster!"

"I didn't get better faster, I got sick faster, a!"

"You are to blame for this, who told you to keep babbling and causing your breath to be unpleasant. ”

"No, Gongzi still has to compensate me for something, I think about it, by the way, just make the 'crystal elbow' on last Chinese New Year's Eve for me to eat!"

"Why do you remember to eat! Don't be afraid that the round face will become rounder!" Gongzi teased again, and saw his little maid pounce on him with her teeth and claws in retaliation, and quickly changed her words, "The round one is also good, very good! Ling'er, let's climb up quickly, if we arrive at the Red Lotus Temple on the top of the mountain before noon, but there are refreshing vegetarian dishes to eat! Stewed rape with tofu in clear water, boiled bamboo shoots with yellow flowers and salt, and, hey, Ling'er, slow down, wait for your blind son, the mountain road is slippery!" Where was there the shadow of the round-faced girl in front of him, and the blind boy smiled heartily and quickened his pace.

This mountain is called Kuzhu Mountain, the mountain is full of bitter bamboo forest, but the temple on the top of the mountain is not called Kuzhu Temple, probably because the treasure of the town temple enshrined in the temple is the famous "nine-petal red lotus platform" that has never been met!

Kuzhu Mountain is located in the western suburbs of Yidu, go out of the city to two or three miles, you will see four or five mountain villages, look up six or seven hills, ** ten people do not know it. Especially in the autumn and winter season, the bitter bamboo in the mountains is dark green and black, looking at it from afar, people intuitively feel that it is a small dirt bag that does not slip away in autumn, where there is the fairy Buddha gas that the first treasure temple of Dayu should have!

Poor wind chimes, who had just recovered from a minor illness, were called by their own sons to climb the mountain early in the morning. Although Kuzhu Mountain is not high, but the mountain trail can really be called tortuous, it is completely spiral around the circle, so it rises and falls, goes around and around, and waits for the autumn afternoon sun to break through the fog, the blind boy and the little maid finally came to the mountain gate.

"Huh~huh~huh~, wait, wait, I must, I must eat this broken temple and eat no food!" The round-faced little maid was walking in a hurry on the road just now, and she didn't know how many times she slipped, and the boss had a mud stain on her little face. At this time, she sat on the stone pier in front of the door, and threatened to turn her grief and anger into appetite.

It is said that it is a "broken temple", it is indeed true, although you can see the temples with eaves and corners one after another over the courtyard wall, but the front of the mountain gate is full of desolate colors. The red lacquered copper-clad door has a green rust and the paint color is mottled. The two angry statues guarding the door, the one on the left is blind, and the one on the right has a broken arm. On the terrace in front of the mountain gate, there is a pile of guano here, and a clump of weeds there. That is, the couplets hanging on the doorposts still have some characteristics, Shanglian: This is not Lingshan, after all, what is the world. Downlink: If there is no living Buddha in it, why is it so solemn. It can be regarded as a bit of justification for this desolation and dilapidation.

When Feng Chime looked at the poor mountain gate and was dumbfounded, wondering if there was really any food to eat, the blind boy had already climbed the stairs and knocked on the door with a bamboo cane in his hand.

"Knock knock" "No, don't three, don't four, open the door! Let Fuji hurry up and cook, Childe, I'm going to eat!"

After a while, I heard the sound of slow footsteps, and then "squeak~squeak~ya~ah", like an old woman who had been in bed for a long time, the mountain gate finally opened. Feng Chime looked curiously into the door, only to be pierced by a bright light, but the son blocked the front in time, so she didn't shed tears, but her head was full of golden light.

"Hehe, I forgot to tell you, it's best to close your eyes before entering the door, this temple is full of scriptures and Buddha halls, but they are all brushed with a layer of gold water, which is really dazzling!"

The wind chimes slowed down behind the child, and then cautiously looked inside, only to see the golden house, the golden palace, the golden corridor, the golden bridge, the golden railing, the golden water tank, and even the trees were full of golden bells.

At this time, a little novice walked out from behind the door, looking about the same size as a wind chime, with bright skin, bright eyes, and a good skin with red lips and white teeth, but at this time his face was full of sadness.

"Meng Gongzi, the little monk's law is called a grass lamp, it's not indiscriminate!"

"Your master's name is Fuji, isn't it compatible if you call it not three, not four?" Childe smiled lightly

The little novice knew that it was purely unpleasant to discuss the issue of "no two, no three, no four" with the blind boy, so he sighed and invited the two of them in.

"What about the old monk?" asked the blind boy, gloating

"Master is sleeping?" replied the young monk of Qianshou as a matter of course

"Who's going to cook the lunch?"

"It's a little monk!"

"That's okay, your craftsmanship is also seven or eight points hot as the old monk, but it's hard for you!haha!" The blind man smiled happily, and the little monk's face was even more sad.

"However," the little monk said suddenly, "the price of Zhai food has risen, so I want my son to know first." ”

"Do you have to pay for food?" interjected

"The small temple is poor, so I can only collect some meager wealth to serve the Buddha's incense candles!"

"Are you still poor?" the little maid looked around, and was dazzled by the golden light.

"How much?" the blind boy asked dryly

"Three taels on a small plate, five taels on a large plate, add one or two more vegetable oil, halve seasonal side dishes, and double rare fruits and vegetables. A bowl of rice is five yuan, a bowl of corn is three yuan, and white flour steamed buns are two yuan a piece. The little monk said it clearly.

"It's so expensive, the silver money for a plate of vegetables and a bowl of rice is enough for me to eat a whole sheep in the self-eating shop!" the little maid was startled by the price quoted by the little monk, and clutched the purse around her waist and shouted.

"Sin, sin, Moti kills in front of the Buddha!" the little monk folded his hands and recited Amitabha.

"No, no, no, I can see that your stomach is wilted, and you are ruthless enough!" the blind man also gritted his teeth.

"Alas, Xiaosi, poor!" the little monk sighed, his words were sad, but the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned imperceptibly.

Gongzi no longer cares about an unscrupulous little monk who is trying to collect money and revenge, and walks to the Buddha hall with a familiar way, and comes to the Western world, and it is really unreasonable not to worship the Bodhisattva. "Although I don't believe in Buddhism, I have to worship Buddha", the blind boy still agrees with the words of Chen Fengshi.

The little maid looked back at the little monk who was no longer pleasing to the eye, and taught in the tone of the eldest sister, "Little monk, you are still a monk, why are you so obsessed with money?"

"Although the little monk is a monk, he is still in the human world, and his body is mortal, although he has made a grand wish to achieve the three-zhang golden body, but he must first save his life, right? The little monk was verbose, "Moreover, I am not young, I was born on the same year, the same month and the same day as your son-in-law, but my face is a little tender!"

"Liar, obviously it's still a little hairy child!"

"Ling'er, he is indeed the same age as me, but don't pay attention to it, just call him a novice!"

Feng Chi'er looked up at the tall boy, and then looked at the little monk with the same size as herself, and finally patted the latter's shoulder as if she was comforting, and said, "It's not your fault that you're short, eat more food!"

Childe couldn't help laughing, and the face of the little novice with red lips and white teeth showed sadness again!