Two days later, Mao Shi.

As soon as the sky was bright, Dongzhang came to wait outside the courtyard of Li Laohan early.

Squeak--

At the same time as Li Laohan pushed open the wooden door of the courtyard, the bright laughter of Dongzhang standing outside the door also came: "Morning, old man." ”

Seeing that Dongzhang took the initiative to say hello, Li Laohan also hurriedly responded to Dongzhang, and then looked at Dongzhang who was dressed plainly with some astonishment, and said with a little hesitation: "Childe, this is..."

Looking down at himself in a short shirt and pants, Dongzhang smiled and said, "Don't you think that I can only sit in front of the stage and hold a paperwork, and I am a Confucian who is not diligent in his limbs and does not distinguish between grains and grains?" ”

"No, no, how can I be, I'm just a little curious, how does Childe dress up like this."

Seeing that Dongzhang had broken his thoughts, Li Laohan hurriedly replied with a smile.

"My husband took me into the temple to worship the Buddha, and he also said that the good boy went in as a distant relative of the old man, and he wore that robe, how can he work?"

"And don't look at the kid's thin body, in the past, I always helped the family in my hometown, and I still have some strength, so it's okay."

defeated Li Laohan, who had to say something, and Dongzhang curbed Li Laohan's doubts by the way.

Then the two of them counted the vegetables in these baskets of rarots in the yard, and watched Dongzhang pick up and down with his hands and feet, he did have a lot of strength, not exactly the appearance of not having done farm work, so he put his mind at ease and tossed with Dongzhang.

There was about half a stick of incense, and the two had already counted the vegetables again, and Li Laohan's wife also showed up many times to help during the midterm, but she was more about taking care of the poultry in the backyard, so she didn't communicate too much with Dongzhang, just simply said hello.

Just when Dongzhang and Li Laohan had a chat gap between them, more than a dozen monks with cloth towels covered their heads finally came quietly outside the door.

There was no need to wait for them to knock on the door, Dongzhang had already followed Li Laohan to open the door for them.

"Amitabha, there is a labor giver."

With a cheerful slogan, the person who greeted him was a middle-aged monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and most of the rest of the people who followed him were in their twenties.

Just glanced at Dongzhang and focused more on this middle-aged monk, without him, just because he estimated that he was the leader of this team, it was up to him whether he could go to Shaolin this time.

may have felt Dongzhang's gaze, the middle-aged monk also looked at Dongzhang, and nodded with his hands folded, Dongzhang also immediately returned the salute, neither of them spoke, but their eyes were still a little curious to look at the cloth towel with their heads, and may have also noticed the curiosity of Dongzhang, the child, and the middle-aged monk in the lead did not explain anything, but smiled more and more kindly at Dongzhang in the middle of the term.

In fact, even if they don't say it, Dongzhang probably guessed a little, since the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, he has heard of various versions of the thirteen warrior monks protecting the Tang King, and now it doesn't matter whether it's true or not.

But there are definitely cases of fighting barbarians to defend their homeland, and there are only a lot more, and now half of the homeland has been cut to Mongolia, and the Shaolin Temple is located on the border of Mongolia, this embarrassing position will inevitably not allow Shaolin monks to dress up when they walk down the mountain, and it is not suitable to show off.

When he was thinking so crankily in his heart, Li Laohan had already led a group of monks to the packed vegetable basket, and the middle-aged monk led by him just looked at the extra two loads of vegetables in surprise.

Without asking anything, he beckoned the monks behind him to take up the vegetable baskets, and seeing that he didn't care about this line, Dongzhang was in a hurry, and hurriedly gestured to Li Laohan without a trace.

"Master, thanks to your temple for taking care of the old man and our family for a long time, this harvest is very gratifying, these two loads of vegetables the old man has taken his own initiative as an additional head to thank the temple for his care, be careful, don't shirk."

Li Laohan, who gave Dongzhang a signal, hurriedly walked out and explained to the middle-aged monk.

Originally, Shaolin Temple and Li Laohan agreed to take thirteen loads of vegetables this time down the mountain, two days ago because of Dongzhang's intervention, and then the two agreed to give two more loads as an additive, of course, this dish Dongzhang was calculated to Li Laohan at the original price.

Even if he doesn't want to, this is also logical for the two of them to go up the mountain, because if the middle-aged monks who are the leader go down the mountain on this trip, there are only thirteen monks, so the extra two burdens can only be borne by Li Laohan and Dongzhang.

After listening to Li Laohan's words, the middle-aged monk was obviously a little hesitant: "This, it's not in accordance with the rules, donor." ”

"Hey, master, you don't have to say anything more, only two loads of cauliflower seeds are worth something, and you don't help the old man and my family in the village on weekdays, just think of it as the sesame oil money that my old Han family gave to your temple, so be it."

After Li Laohan finished speaking, he didn't forget to beckon Dongzhang to carry the other load of vegetables together, and he had already taken advantage of the situation to carry a basket of vegetables, Dongzhang secretly gave Li Laohan a thumbs up, this old man, this acting skills can be properly shortlisted in later generations.

The middle-aged monk wanted to say something, but when he saw that Li Laohan and Dongzhang had already set up a burden of vegetables, he thought that there were only two loads of vegetables, so he sighed and said to Li Laohan in a harmonious voice:

"Then there is a Laborer."

"It's okay, it's okay, let's go."

The happy Li Laohan raised his chin indifferently and signaled that everyone could go.

Although Dongzhang has never stopped boiling himself for more than a year, and most of his food is to replenish blood and qi, he really can't stand his young age, and he is estimated to be in his thirteenth year, and his endurance is not as good as these old cows and donkeys who are used to farm work.

What's more, it was the warrior monks of Shaolin Temple, I saw that they were carrying the burden and the whole person was also casual, if it weren't for taking care of Li Laohan and his own speed, Dongzhang suspected that they might be taking off now.

The middle-aged monk led by him obviously noticed Dongzhang's struggle, and quietly came to Dongzhang's side at some point, and said kindly:

"Little donor, it's better to give this load of vegetables to the poor monk to get it."

Dongzhang, who was panting and sweating like beans, glanced at the middle-aged monk and said, "Master, I can still hold it." ”

The middle-aged monk just smiled and shook his head silently behind Dongzhang, and it was obvious that Dongzhang was just an ordinary child who didn't understand martial arts, but the eyes that looked at Dongzhang began to reveal a trace of appreciation.

In ancient times, the mountain road did not have the kind of ladder in later generations, it was all a real dirt road, not to mention the rugged road up the mountain, but also steep, not to mention the things on the body, in short, in a word, it was difficult to walk.

But as he walked, he didn't know if it was an illusion, Dongzhang suddenly found that the burden on his body was much lighter, and when he looked back, he saw the middle-aged monk and the old god walking slowly with his dishes.

But as soon as I turned around, the burden on my body was lighter, this is definitely not an illusion, this time Dongzhang doesn't need to look back, it must be this middle-aged monk's ghost, it's like this, okay, you take care of my face, I also accept your love, who made me still grow my body.

Just stumbling like this, Dongzhang and his party finally came to the main gate of the trip.

Shaolin Temple.