Da Chun took the two eggs to run wild in the mountains for a day, only when he couldn't hold on to it for a while, let alone sleep, even hunting some game for fear of being found by those people, and saw the ancient temple located in the deep mountains, so he rushed in. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info only hope that the monks are compassionate, so that they can enjoy some fasting and sleep.

Erdan looked at the old man in the Pushan Temple, excited and a little embarrassed, but he was threatening others with his fist at the beginning. However, the little monk did not seem to hold grudges, and happily led them to the main hall.

The thin old monk has a good memory, and he still remembers the young man who helped him win that game of chess, his long and white eyebrows stretched to the side, and he didn't say a word about the previous things, and said with a smile: "Little donor, it's really fate." ”

Erdan smiled, looked at the meaty cauldron, didn't need to distinguish carefully, gently shrugged his nose, and knew that it was wild boar stewed inside. When he was in Loujia Village, he had dealt with this kind of prey a lot, and he had no less than a dozen pairs of wild boar tusks in his home alone. Master E doesn't like this kind of prey that can't be sold for a few taels of silver, and he won't do it at all, most of it is the credit of Dachun, and hunting a large wild boar of more than 500 catties with his bare hands is not difficult for this martial arts wizard.

Two eggs?

Only responsible for cooking and eating.

The old monk saw the tired appearance of the two young men, did not ask much, and said generously: "The poor monk hates to eat overnight things the most, and he loses his umami. I was worried about what to do with this pot of things, and the two of you came just in time, so you helped the poor monk pick up this pot of wild boar, okay?" Without waiting for them to answer, he instructed his junior brother: "No robbery, go get two pairs of bowls and chopsticks." ”

The little monk said yes and walked out of the main hall.

Erdan was about to agree, but looking at the three solemn Buddha statues enshrined in the hall, he couldn't help but pout. He was in awe of the Buddha from the bottom of his heart, and eating meat in front of the Buddha was a taboo, right? Thinking of the tragic situation of the eighteen layers of hell, he didn't dare to say it.

Dachun doesn't have so many taboos, he has been running in the mountains for a day and a night, and he is already hungry, not to mention eating meat in front of the statue of the Buddha, even if the real Buddha is alive, he can eat as much as he wants.

Dachun thanked the old monk, sat cross-legged beside the pot, and took the dishes and chopsticks in an instant and put them in front of the two guests.

Dachun was also not polite, he put the largest piece of meat in the bowl, ate it in two bites, and the chopsticks were sandwiched into the pot again, and the eating appearance was very ugly.

The old monk looked at the Buddha statue in the hall and guessed the reason why he refused to eat meat, and explained: "The little benefactor is not very old, but I didn't expect to be so devout to the Buddha, which is really commendable." However, the old man has eaten meat in front of the Buddha statue all his life, and he has not seen the Buddha punish the old man, on the contrary, he has let the old man live in vain for more than 70 years, and he will not be invaded by all diseases. As the little junior brother just said, if you have meat in your belly, you can have Buddha in your heart. If you care too much about those face-saving efforts, the little donor will be obsessed. ”

"Thank you for your teachings. Erdan folded his hands in thanks, turned his face to Wuzai and asked, "There is meat in your belly, there is a Buddha in your heart, little monk, why don't you eat meat?"

The little monk replied: "The little monk just has steamed buns in his belly." ”

Erdan saw that the old monk didn't mind, so he was not polite, squatted there and sandwiched a piece of fat and thin wild boar, put it in a bowl, took a big bite, chewed a few bites and commented: "Only ginger and garlic are put in it, the earthy smell is too strong, you need to put some nutmeg, star anise, cinnamon, bay leaves, in order to remove the fishy smell, and the meat stew will be worse." ”

The old monk's eyes lit up, he was not very interested in participating in Buddhism and practicing in his life, and his only hobby was to eat, otherwise he would not have made such a thunderous act as stewing meat in front of the Buddha. However, most of his life has been behind closed doors, and he has repeatedly studied food by himself, because I am afraid that there are not many masters of cooking meat in the entire Buddhist sect......

The old monk stopped the dishes and chopsticks, put down his body and asked, "Oh, I didn't expect the little donor to be a master here, so the old monk should ask for advice, in what order should those condiments be put into the pot to make the meat more delicious?"

"It depends on what kind of meat, if it is only wild boar, it must be scalded three times with boiling water, each time it is half a pillar of incense, remember that it must be boiling water, otherwise the meridian texture in the pork will not be soft, and no matter how much condiments are put in, the taste will not be able to enter......" Erdan talked eloquently, but the chopsticks in his hand kept clipping.

The old monk kept nodding, feeling that what the young man said really made some sense, because there were too many materials, and the steps were more complicated, for fear that he would not be able to remember when he was old, he also took out a pen and wrote it down on paper. Thinking about waiting until tomorrow to go down the mountain to buy some condiments, stew a pot of meat according to the method he said, and see what will be better.

The hairless young man on his lips is preaching, and the kind-eyed old monk is listening, which is quite funny.

Seeing the two of them blaspheming the Buddha like this, the little monk next to him closed his eyes tightly and kept chanting "Nan Wu Amitabha", but he drooled from the corners of his mouth with some discouragement.

When the second egg finished speaking, there was only some broth left in the pot. The old monk didn't mind, the secret method of changing a pot of meat for a stew was definitely a sure win for him.

After eating and drinking, the little monk led them to the side room, the room seemed to have no one for a long time, piled up a thin layer of dust, afraid that it would be too cold to sleep at night, the little monk asked: "The wind is cold in the mountains, do you want to make a pot of charcoal fire for you?"

Da Chun said: "It's okay, we used to live in the mountains for a long time, and we were not afraid of the cold. My brother accidentally scratched a little skin, and he couldn't find a medical center on the road, but he simply bandaged it, and the wound has not been treated. ”

He didn't dare to tell the fact that he was being chased and killed, and Master Du repeatedly emphasized to him that he only talked about three points when he met people, and if it was a passer-by who met in Pingshui, then don't talk about it at all.

The little monk nodded: "Yes, you wait a minute, I'll get it for you." "Turnstile and walk out of the house.

Da Chun took off Erdan's clothes, and at that time, Master E just took out the blade fragment and bandaged it at will, and now the blood stains have turned black, but fortunately the wound has not been cracked again. Thinking of the man's poisonous internal force that the master said, Da Chun asked worriedly, "What is the discomfort in your body now?"

Erdan lay there and shook his head, and replied, "At first, I felt cold for a while, but I've been fine since morning." ”

For all kinds of visions on him, Da Chun has long been accustomed to it, the sky thunder does not die, taking pills is like eating jelly beans, these situations are in the past, that person's blow in the air has no effect on him, it seems to be reasonable.

Da Chun was taught some "Yin and Yang Studies" by Master Du, plus the diligent cultivation of the "Yi Chuan Treasure Sutra", he has a little dabbling in the five elements of heaven and earth, Yin and Yang, and knows that the power of heaven and thunder is the nemesis of all yin things, so he is usually not afraid of cold, and he is okay with the power of yin poison, and he can also find out the reason.

After checking the injury, Da Chun said cautiously: "For these two monks, don't tell the truth." ”

Erdan frowned and asked, "Brother, they don't look like bad people, there's no need to be so vigilant, right?"

Da Chun said in a deep voice: "I don't want them to be bad people either, but now the situation is urgent, those people don't know when they will catch up, Master E doesn't know what's going on, and now everyone can't trust them, or even ......"

"Or even what?" Erdan asked in surprise.

A hideous look appeared on Da Chun's honest face, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I want to kill these two monks after I leave tomorrow morning!"