The little second said "Huh" and said, "On this cold day, how can there be any fog?"

The knight on the white horse said, "How can you lie down there? We did encounter a heavy fog, and we walked for most of the night with our mounts under our crotch before we finally found our way." ”

The little second said: "The villain has lived here for more than ten years, not to mention the fog, even the fog has not been seen a few times." Uncle Hugh wants to joke with the villain. ”

The White Horse Knight kept saying that he really came out of the fog. The little second had no choice, no longer arguing with him, just muttered a few words, Li Qiufeng and the others sat in the house, and couldn't hear what he was muttering in the yard. After a while, I heard the little two say: "Since the two sons insist on inviting this monk into the store, the villain has nothing to say." It's just that if the shopkeeper wants to ask, the two of them don't blame the villain for everything. ”

But I heard the white horse knight smile and said: "Little second brother, you can rest assured, if the shopkeeper asks, you just say that you are inviting this great monk into the store." ”

After a while, only the sound of footsteps was heard, and then the door curtain was lifted, and the little two walked into the store first, clinging to the door, and raised the door curtain with both hands. Immediately afterwards, the rough young man strode in, his expression was a little nervous, and a pair of eyes stared at the Taishang Laojun and the Nine Heavens Ying Yuan Thunder Puhua Tianzun clay statue enshrined in the counter, his hands were closed in front of his chest, and he bowed carefully a few times, and there were words in his mouth, thinking that he was saying something like "offended, don't blame". When Li Qiufeng and the others saw him like this, they secretly laughed in their hearts.

When the boy walked into the store, he saw a figure flickering, and another person walked into the store. I saw that this person was extremely tall and dressed in gray, but the clothes in the lower abdomen were cut through a long hole, and he looked a little embarrassed. Looking at his face again, this person had a handsome face, but he was in his thirties, but he had no hair on the top of his head, but he was a monk.

Li Qiufeng and the others were shocked when they saw this monk. This monk is none other than the mysterious monk who fought with Li Qiufeng and others on the wooden bridge.

When the monk Xuanji saw Li Qiufeng and the others, he was not surprised, he just put his hands together and bowed slightly, which was regarded as a salute to everyone. Li Qiufeng nodded, but Situ Qiao and Sun Mingming had gloomy faces, turned their faces away, and ignored him.

The white horse knight let the mysterious monk to the table where the old man was sitting, and the two sides fell down, and the white horse knight said to Xiao Er: "Little second brother, please add two more plates of vegetarian dishes and a bowl of rice." ”

His voice fell, but he heard the mysterious monk say: "Amitabha, donors don't have to worry too much, poor monks don't abstain from meat." ”

As soon as the mysterious monk said this, everyone in the store was stunned. Situ Qiao laughed, squinted at the Xuanji monk and said, "No wonder he acted so arrogantly, it turned out to be a wine and meat monk." ”

Sun Guangming said in a weird manner on the side: "Drink warm thoughts, I'm afraid that after eating meat and drinking, I will have lust and break the precepts." ”

The white horse knight listened to Situ Qiao and Sun Guangming's sarcastic words, for fear that the Xuanji monk would be angry, and hurriedly said to him: "I heard the great monk say that you are placing an order in the White Horse Temple in Luoyang. I have heard that the senior monks of Songshan Shaolin Temple have Tang Taizong Li Shimin's golden mouth, but they do not keep the precept of wine and meat, can the monks of the White Horse Temple also get the special decree of the Tang Emperor?"

The monk Xuanji shook his head and said: "Don't hide it from the donor, the poor monk has been a monk in Lingquan Temple in Jinan Prefecture, Shandong Province since he was a child, and his teacher is Puji Zen Master, which was originally the first Dharma Academy of Shaolin Temple in Songshan. After his old man presided over the Lingquan Temple, the temple did not abstain from meat. His old man once said that wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha has left it in his heart. The disciples of Shakti only need to be kind, compassionate, and universal sentient beings, and these red tape rules and precepts can not be observed. It is because the poor monk has been shaved since the day he was ordained, and wine and meat are not taboo. The masters of the White Horse Temple practice dry meditation, so naturally they strictly abide by the precepts. Fortunately, the poor monks only place orders in the White Horse Temple, and they are not considered monks in the temple, but they will not insult the reputation of the White Horse Temple. ”

When Situ Qiao and Sun Guangming heard Monk Xuanji say this, they were even more gloating in their hearts, and they were about to make a sarcastic speech, Li Qiufeng hurriedly signaled with his eyes, and the two swallowed the sarcastic words that came to their mouths.

After listening to the Xuanji monk, the white horse knight smiled and said: "The great monk is so free and easy, I admire it." After he finished speaking, he turned his head to Xiao Er, who was standing aside and covering his mouth and laughing, and said, "Little Second Brother, I don't want vegetarian dishes." Add a bowl of rice and two golden scones. ”

The little two agreed, and then walked quickly into the back hall. Li Qiufeng and the others were drinking tea by themselves, but the monk Xuanji was chatting with the old man and the white horse knight. The three of them only picked up some old things in Luoyang and chatted, which was very speculative.

Su Yan lowered his voice and said to Situ Qiao: "Mr. Situ, that monk has been staring at the Zen staff in your hand with trepidation, I am afraid that he is fighting the idea of this Zen staff, you have to be careful." ”

When the four of them were running around in the thick fog last night, Situ Qiao had already found a rag and wrapped the top of the Zen staff to cover people's ears and eyes. It's just that this Zen staff is too long, and it is extremely strange to hold in your hand. Situ Qiao glanced at the monk Xuanji, and the two met their eyes, which stirred up a series of sparks.

Situ Qiao glared at the monk Xuanji viciously, turned his head to Su Yan and said, "This girl, you should still be optimistic about the things in your baggage." ”

When the four of them wanted to return to Gukou Village last night, because the wooden box was inconvenient to carry, Sun Guangming and Su Yan took out the robe in the wooden box and put it in the burden that Su Yan was carrying. Because he was afraid that the matter of the brocade box in the Wenwang Temple would repeat itself, Sun Guangming split the wooden box with a sword, carefully examined it, and confirmed that the wooden box was indeed not strange, so he burned the fragments of the wooden box clean. At this time, hearing Situ Qiao mention the robe, Sun Guangming and Su Yan knew that he meant something else in his words, but at this time, they hated the same enemy, and the three of them regarded the monk Xuanji as a great enemy, so although Sun Guangming and Su Yan knew that what Situ Qiao said was not a good thing, they did not blame him.

At this time, the eight people in the store had their own thoughts and were wary of each other, and everyone was a little embarrassed.

At this moment, I suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves outside the courtyard, and many people and horses poured into the courtyard. Everyone in the store was shocked, raised their heads together, and looked into the courtyard.

The little second heard the neighing of horses shouting in the courtyard, and hurriedly walked out of the inner hall and ran straight into the courtyard. After a while, I heard someone in the courtyard shouting, "Are these three horses yours?"

As soon as he said this, the old man, the white horse knight, and the rough young man all changed their faces greatly. The rough young man snorted and said to the old man and the knight on the white horse, "This time it won't be fake, just wait for me to go out and take a look." ”

After he finished speaking, he was about to get up, but the white horse knight reached out and pressed his left shoulder, pressed him on the stool, and said, "Seventh brother, don't be so reckless, let's see the situation." ”

The rough young man was anxious, and said in a sullen voice: "What is the situation? Nine times out of ten, these people are robbers from the mountains on the left, and they have come here to rob the money. Our three horses are all rare horses, and when these bastards saw it, they were tempted and wanted to grab it. How can we allow these kings to do anything wrong here?"

The knight on the white horse had not yet spoken, but he heard Xiao Er reply in the courtyard: "Uncle Haojiao has learned that these three horses are not from the shop, but the mounts of the three guests of the shop. ”

After the little two finished speaking, no one spoke in the courtyard. After a while, I could only hear the footsteps in the courtyard, and I thought that the passengers had turned over and dismounted. I could only hear footsteps moving towards the door of the store. Then there was a "bang", the curtain had already been opened, and the little two nodded and walked in and raised the curtain high. After a while, he saw a person walking in with his hands in his hands, his head turned left and right, and when he saw seven or eight people sitting in the store, divided into two tables, his eyes were like electricity, and he glanced at everyone, then he arched his hand, and said: "Dare to ask which brother owns these three horses in the yard?"

The rough young man was about to speak, but when he saw the white horse knight staring at him, his head shook slightly, signaling him not to speak. Although this rough young man is very stubborn, he has great respect for his brother. Seeing that he was not allowed to speak on his own, he had to keep his mouth shut.

When the old man saw that this man was wearing a cotton hat sewn from fox skin, a big red brocade robe, a white face and a beardless beard, and he was about forty years old, and he looked like he was either rich or expensive, so he did not dare to underestimate him. Hearing that this man spoke quite politely, the old man stood up and said, "These three horses are our mounts, I don't know what your Excellency has to say?"

The man saw that the old man had an extraordinary bearing and was not like an ordinary person, so he nodded and said, "I have a reluctant request, I don't know if the old man can agree?"

The old man said: "All brothers in the four seas. When everyone is away from home, they should take care of each other. Your Excellency has something to say. ”

At this moment, I saw a figure flickering, and four more people rushed in from the courtyard. One of them saw the shopkeeper standing at the door with a curtain, thinking that he was in the way, and when the two passed by, this person intentionally or unintentionally bumped Xiao Er's left chest with his shoulder. The little second only felt a strong surge, and with an exclamation in his mouth, his body had fallen backwards. only heard the sound of "bang", Xiao Erhou's heart was hitting the counter, and he only felt a sharp pain in his heart, and couldn't help but scream.

The man in the big red brocade robe was about to talk to the old man, when he heard a loud voice behind him, and hurriedly turned his head to look. Seeing that his subordinates had knocked Xiao Er away, he frowned and said, "Don't make trouble!"

He uttered these four words in a hurry, and his voice was high-pitched, completely different from when he and the old man were talking. When the person who knocked the shopkeeper away was proud, he was scolded by this person, and his face turned pale with fright, and he stood aside with his hands down, and he didn't dare to make trouble anymore.

The man in the big red brocade robe turned his head and said to the old man: "Don't hide it, the head of the family likes the BMW good horse the most." Just now I saw my husband's mount in the yard, and I knew that these three horses were rare and good horses in the world. If my husband can cut his love, how much gold and silver is needed, even if you say the number, I will never bargain. ”

Li Qiufeng, Situ Qiao, and Sun Guangming saw that the red-robed man was behaving in a glorious and luxurious manner, and there was no doubt that he was a big official. It's just that he claims to be the head of the house, and he considers himself a slave. This red-robed man is already so good that he can be his master, but I am afraid that he must have to supervise the senior officials above the governor, or the prince in the palace.