Chapter 2: The Monk of Wine and Meat

The two of them temporarily buried Lord Yang's body under a tree and made a mark. Leng Yuhu led the blind horse, Chen Jihong pulled up Lord Yang's old thin donkey, and the two ran all the way north.

Along the way, I inquired about the people on the roadside, and sure enough, someone saw the masked man running north on a white horse, and the two hurried north.

Not far ahead is the cold market town. When I came to the town, it coincided with the hot market, although it was in the afternoon, the pawns of the fufu and the people who led the carts and sold pulp filled the streets, and the voices of people were deafening. Leng Yuhu said to Chen Jihong: "Let's go to the restaurant to eat, and then ask someone by the way." ”

I chose a larger restaurant on the side of the road, and there were many customers in the big restaurant, and I was better informed. After tying up the donkey and horse, the two walked into the restaurant. There were four or five diners sitting inside, all of whom looked like good people. A young man hurriedly ran over to greet him, and the two asked for two large bowls of shredded pork noodles, and sat down to eat.

At this moment, a boy ran over with a sweaty head, and when he saw the old thin donkey tied to the tree outside the restaurant, he ran to him, stared at it with both eyes, and looked into the restaurant suspiciously.

Chen Jihong looked up and saw that he was Yang An, Lord Yang's little servant. Chen Jihong secretly protected Lord Yang all the way, and naturally recognized Yang An. As soon as Chen Jihong whispered to Leng Yuhu, the two of them left their jobs and walked out.

Chen Jihong asked the kid, "Do you recognize this donkey?"

The boy said, "This is my lord's donkey." ”

Chen Jihong said: "Your master was killed. I came here with a donkey to follow the murderer. Do you know what enemies your lord has?"

Yang An hid his face and cried, and then choked up: "The master usually sits at home, reads books, sometimes goes out to play in the mountains and rivers, and recites poetry, I haven't heard of any enemies, if there is an enemy, it is the big enemy Yan Song." ”

Chen Jihong asked, "Have you ever seen the enemy who killed your master?"

"Yes, but he is masked, and I don't recognize him. ”

Leng Yuhu took out the silver from his pocket, handed it to Yang An, and said, "I'll give you two taels of silver, you report to the official first, and then buy a coffin in the town, and hire someone to send your master home." This donkey is your old man's old thing, so you can ride it away. After saying that, he pointed out to him the place where his master was buried.

Chen Jihong thought to himself: "This righteous king squandered money and helped people in need, and he really lived up to his reputation." ”

Yang An thanked him for his kindness, and rode away on a donkey. Leng Yuhu looked at his back and suddenly shouted: "King of justice, eliminate harm for the people." ”

Yang An looked back in amazement, not knowing what to do. Leng Yuhu asked him, "Is that what the person who killed your master shouted?"

Then Yang An said: "That's how you shouted." It's just a benefactor, you don't learn the accent well, he has a northern accent. ”

Chen Jihong thought to himself: "This Leng Yuhu is really a smart and careful person, he shouted in front of me, but he completely wiped himself out." ”

Leng Yuhu thought to himself why this masked man was killing people on the border of Hebei and Henan, why did he pretend to be the king of justice? What kind of plan did he have? I felt that this was a big conspiracy, like an invisible huge net that was coming towards him, and the only one who could unlock this net was to find this masked man as soon as possible. The four wildernesses in the north are vast and sparsely populated, and it is not easy to find someone, and I hesitated for a while.

The two returned to the restaurant and continued to eat shredded pork noodles.

After the meal, the guy came to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and Chen Jihong took advantage of the situation to ask him: "Have you ever seen a man riding a white horse?" Chen Jihong is a northerner, and he asks questions every time to avoid suspicion.

"I saw him running past our restaurant on a tall horse. ”

Chen Jihong was overjoyed: "In which direction did he go?"

The guy pointed with his hand: "Follow this street, all the way north." The guy said, "You're his friends?"

"Yes, we're looking for him. ”

The man was overzealous: "He used to be a little while, and you can catch up if you ride a horse." ”

Chen Jihong interrupted him: "The noodles are a little salty, you can pour us two bowls of boiling water." The man poured two bowls of boiling water, and was about to speak, but there was a guest at the other table, so he walked over.

The two of them lowered their heads and drank boiling water.

At this time, the shopkeeper walked out.

The shopkeeper walked slowly out of the door of the restaurant with his hands behind his back, and the magpie called "chirping" overhead, and when he raised his head, the two big magpies kept screaming in the tall poplar tree. The shopkeeper thought to himself, "What good signs will be there today, the magpie keeps calling." One grunted and walked slowly back to the restaurant.

At this time, a monk walked in from outside, not tall, with a strong face, he sat on a bench, leaning his Zen staff against the table. The man hurriedly ran over to greet him, and the monk asked, "Is there anything delicious in your shop?"

The guy said, "Braised tofu, cool bean sprouts, celery fried bean skin." ”

The monk frowned and said, "Why is there no meat?" Are you afraid that the monk can't afford to pay for it?"

This young man had a flexible mind and understood that he was a meat-eating monk, so he hurriedly said: "Monk, if you want to say that it is delicious, we have a famous dish in the town, called Shallot-style Sauce Chicken." The sauce is home-dried bean paste, and the chicken, a two-year-old hen bought from Xushan, is put in a casserole and slowly stewed for more than an hour. Monk, do you smell it, is it fragrant?"

Sure enough, there was an enticing smell wafting from the restaurant.

This young man is articulate, and he talks endlessly: "The shallot-flavored chicken in our store has been made for 20 years, the ancestral secret recipe, the taste is unique, and it is famous far and wide. ”

The monk was already salivating, and frowned: "At a young age, why are you so verbose! ”

The guy hurriedly ran into the back hall and brought a jar of casserole chicken. The monk picked up the chopsticks and put a large piece of meat in his mouth, chewed it for a while, and exclaimed, "Wow......"

The guy hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

The monk praised: "It's so fragrant!"

The guy thought to himself, "Scared the hell out of me." ”

The monk ate a few pieces, looked up and asked, "Why is there no wine?"

The man knew that he was a wine and meat monk, so he said, "We have Shihua wine in our store." ”

The monk knew that this boy was verbose, and shouted, "Pour a bowl quickly." ”

The man hurriedly brought a wine jar and poured a bowl of wine for the monk. The monk sniffed with his nose, took a big sip from the bowl, and exclaimed, "Ah......"

The guy was shocked: "What's wrong?"

The monk praised: "It's so fragrant!"

The man thought to himself, "Why is this monk so shocked? I thought he had found out that there was water in the wine." He couldn't help but tease his mouth again: "This wine comes from the Huang Gongshun Tavern on Shihua Street, twenty miles away, and we have to use a donkey cart to pull back two jars of wine every month." Monk, do you smell it, is it fragrant? This is the best in Shihua wine, called Bawang drunk. ”

The monk thought he was verbose, but he couldn't help asking, "What overlord is drunk?"

The man said: "According to legend, Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, fought with Liu Bang, passed by Shihua Street, smelled the wine, the horses did not leave, and the people were drunk, so they got off the horse and walked into the hotel, drank a few bowls of Shihua wine, shouted happily, and wrote a poem on the spot, I can't remember this poem. Since then, this stone flower wine has made the overlord drunk. ”

The monk "whew", then stood up, grabbed the man's neckline, and made a gesture with his right fist: "You dare to scold me!"

The young man's face turned white with fright: "I didn't scold the monk." ”

The monk said: "This overlord is drunk, and when he reads it upside down, he is the drunken king." Okay, you will also make up stories around the bend to scold your monk, you kid is looking for a fight. ”

The monk grabbed the man's neck and squeezed hard, and the man screamed in pain, "Ah, ah......", unable to speak, and shaking his hands.

There is a diner, a down-and-out scholar from elsewhere, who has taken the exam several times in a row, but he has not even caught a showman. He came to Lengji Town and taught a few local urchins, and everyone called him Mr. Liu. Mr. Liu has a thin black pockmarked face and two long beards, which means "one word Yin'an, twist a few stems and whiskers". He can speak bird language, is not afraid of **, nosy, stood up and said busily: "Master, master, the young man is not lying, you see that the wine vat in front of the counter over there is not the word 'overlord drunk'." ”

The monk raised his eyes and saw the words "overlord drunk", and let go of his hand: "You go away, don't call you, don't come over." ”

The young man suffered a loss, and ran away early.

Leng Yuhu and the two had already drunk the boiling water and were about to leave, but when they saw the words and deeds of this monk, they were curious, and sat in place, pretending to rest, waiting to see the excitement.

At this time, a woman in her 30s, who was fair-looking, was skinny and skinny. The woman tied a black donkey to a poplar tree and went into the restaurant. The man came to greet her, and the woman asked for a bowl of shredded pork noodles.

The shredded noodles were placed on the table, but the woman did not sit down, she looked around at the diners, and took out a white cloth from her bag, on which was painted a portrait of a man, with a thin face, pointed beaked monkey gills, and a pair of eyes that appeared large and bright. Holding up the portrait, the woman asked the diners at the table if they had seen the man, and the guests said they hadn't.

The woman came to Leng Yuhu's table with a white cloth and asked them if they had seen the person in the painting.

When the woman saw that the monk was a walking monk and must have walked a lot, she walked up to the monk and asked, "Master, have you seen the person in the painting?"

The monk was eating meat and drinking, and his interest was very high, he looked up at the portrait, and said angrily: "Monk, I have traveled from south to north, from east to west, how many characters have I seen, but I have never seen such a thin person." ”

The woman took the canvas and was about to turn away, but the monk asked, "Who is this man, and what are you looking for him?"

The woman said to the monk, "He is my father-in-law." Our husband and wife were originally fine, but after a quarrel over a trivial matter, he left angrily. After four months of walking and not being heard from, I had to show up and look for him. ”

This monk is a native of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, ruthless, rape and plunder, all evil, arrested by the government, nowhere to hide, had to be a wine and meat monk, fled to the rivers and lakes, and now he has fled to Hebei Province.

I saw him smile and say to the woman: "Look at you are skinny and skinny, you are a man, you will run away." He looked at her chest and muttered in a low voice.

When the woman heard this, she suddenly changed color, raised her hand, and gave the monk a big slap with a "snap".