The fat man left the silver ticket, handed over the package, handed over the money with one hand, took the goods with the other, and then took an old ginseng in his hand, came to the campfire, knocked it on the iron pot, and threw it to the man with the sheep's beard.

He lifted it up and smelled it, then threw it again, threw it in front of the Buddha and lay down beside the woman, finished embroidering on the fan, and was looking at it in front of the man.

The man was obviously engrossed in staring at the fan, as if he was ignoring everything around him, and he didn't even react at all when he saw that the flying old ginseng was about to smash his face.

The woman next to her copied it with her hands and took it in the palm of her hand.

For some reason, the man sighed, and suddenly rubbed his fingers, and a wisp of flame appeared on his fingertips out of thin air, burning the fan that had been carefully embroidered for a long time.

"Still not like it?" the woman asked softly, gently, but with a little caution.

Outside, Yu Wencheng and his group swept away the dead leaves and weeds on the ground, took out a tent cloth and spread it out, sat down to rest, and then took wine, tore the dried meat, ate and drank, and didn't say much.

It was also Yu Wencheng who had a solemn face, followed his brothers for a long time, understood in his heart, and did not let down his guard. While eating and drinking, several people faintly paid attention to the situation in the temple.

The flame burned out, and the man came back to his senses, shook his head and said, "When I embroidered, I felt very similar, and I looked at it after embroidery, but it wasn't." ”

He took the old ginseng from the woman's hand and stretched his legs again. The woman knelt up, brought her shoes that were set aside, and waited for him to put them on.

Hurriedly put on embroidered shoes, she followed the man through the threshold of the broken Manjushri Palace, the man actually sat on the threshold, and did not look at Yu Wencheng and the others, only tilted his head slightly, facing the blue sky of the wind and sun, and the white clouds, put the old ginseng in his hand to his mouth and gnawed it.

This old ginseng is said to be two or three hundred years old, with many roots, a palm and a half long, and a width of nearly three fingers. He didn't wash or cut, didn't burn or cook, and gnawed raw, just like taking a fat radish and eating it with a bite.

Several people outside consciously know a lot about the old ginseng in the mountains, but they have never seen anyone eat it like this. If you slice and wash it and eat it, you can eat the whole stick raw, and you don't need to digest it?

The youngest woman dressed as a man had her eyes popping out!

Yu Wencheng took a deep breath, and his heart was even more uncertain......

This person's behavior is not ordinary people, there is no reverence for the Bodhisattva gods and Buddhas, even if this temple is deserted, but sitting on the threshold of the Buddha hall, it is also a taboo, a loss of etiquette.

The woman disguised as a man didn't understand this, but she was curious, and asked him, "You obviously have a pot there, and you are cooking porridge, why don't you cut it and put it in to cook it?"

The man was still looking at the sky and said casually, "There's no need for that." ”

"How can it be unnecessary! The old ginseng you eat, but it's a good thing, when ordinary people are seriously ill, eating a small piece can hang their lives for several days!"

"Hmm, will you boil before eating it?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

She was so angry that her face turned red, and she said, "How can you compare like this?"

"I know how useful this thing is, but it tastes just as bad even when cooked, and how different it is from. ”

He was a little unmotivated, lazy and lazy, as if he was thinking about something, and he didn't seem to be thinking about anything, just discerning the changes in the clouds.

"You can't compare like this!" she cried, her voice high-pitched.

"Born by me, from the heart. I say that the clouds are black, and you can't see it, because you think it's still daytime, and you don't think that at night, the clouds will be black along with the sky. You don't think it's comparable because you haven't eaten raw ginseng or eaten in your mouth. ”

She felt sick and couldn't help but refute him, "Have you eaten it?"

Still looking at the sky, he said lightly, "Xian'er, do you say that the taste between them can be compared?"

The woman beside him suddenly trembled slightly.

"Don't know?" he asked coldly.

"It's not much worse. The peach blossom eyes were drizzling and wet, and the woman also looked at the sky.

He muttered: "In fact, what dogs can eat, everyone can eat, does this mean that people and dogs are actually not much different?"

Tears flowed down from the peach blossom eyes, and the woman stretched out her fingers to caress them, and soon calmed down.

On the other side, Yu Wencheng had already grabbed his very young companion and motioned for everyone to quickly pack up and leave here.

Seeing that it was in order, Yu Wencheng clasped his fists and saluted everyone in the hall, and said: "I have to rush to Xiangyang to meet a few friends, don't blame you for saying goodbye, and say goodbye first." ”

For some reason, the fat man and the goatee man who were very polite before did not return the salute and were indifferent.

Yu Wencheng pulled his companion around him and turned around and left, neatly. But Peng Yi, who stepped out of the mountains and into the rivers and lakes for the first time, stayed behind and said to the people sitting on the threshold: "You are so rude, talking to us, but you keep looking at the sky!

"You misunderstood...... Instead of looking at a few people who are dying, it is better to look at this blue sky and white clouds, and it is more pleasing to the eye. ”

Yu Wencheng stood up suddenly, raised his breath and ran his internal strength, and suddenly felt that his heart was like a twist, his whole body was tingling, his feet were weak, and he had fallen to the ground.

All the brothers around him fell down one by one, but only the very young, woman dressed as a man stood stupidly.

"Who are you, why are you so vicious?" Yu Wencheng immediately thought, it must be that those Chunhua ingots were smeared with strange poison, and it was difficult to avoid touching them.

The fat man who shared the money before missed her, and I don't know if she happened to be holding the old skin and didn't have time to pick it up, or if the fat man did it on purpose. The other brothers who touched it were all rolling on the ground in pain, and those who were not good at skill had vomited blood and died.

The man sitting on the threshold said lightly: "You don't ask who we are, because you don't want to have too much to do with us; Now I asked again, but I just wanted to beg for mercy and leave a way to live. ”

The fat man inside laughed like Maitreya and said, "You don't want to think about it, if you want to stay alive, why do you want to poison it?"

Yu Wencheng begged: "The money will be returned to you, you don't want anything, give us the antidote!"

The young man with the goatee said disdainfully, "Aren't we robbers?"

The fat man said to him, "The robber only wants money and women...... It's all here, how come we're not robbers?"

"If the robber begs for mercy, he may let the person go alive. ”

The fat man smiled and said, "Yes, but we certainly won't, no matter how much we pray, or how much we pay......"

The man with the goatee took an iron spoon and tapped it on the edge of the pot, and there was nothing left in it.

"We are not robbers, because we only want to kill people. ”

"We like to hurt people. The fat man said with a smile.

Yu Wencheng felt a chill in his heart, as if he was in a bottomless black hole, constantly falling.

The man sitting on the threshold, with a very lonely and bored look, said lightly: "Because our surname is He, and we are from the He family." ”

Ho family?

He Jia......

He is a family under three abuses!

Yu Wencheng was completely desperate, and shouted bitterly to the only companion who was not poisoned: "Go quickly, don't look back, go far, find a way to go home by yourself!"

If he had known that the people in this deserted temple were from the He family, he would definitely not come in, he would not have approached—no, he would even choose to take a detour of more than a hundred miles and avoid this place from afar!