Chapter 11 I can't run away when I should come
Recalling the past when I was a student, I also saw the mountain gate from afar.
When he came to the gate of the mountain temple, he saw Wu Neng running over in a hurry from a distance, and shouted with a pleasant face: "Senior brother, what do you guess I found?"
I quipped, "Found the money." ”
"No, I found four or five firewood knives and hoes, and a dozen or so barrels, yes, yes, two axes, in a broken tile house in the backyard. Wu Neng looked down and saw the guy in my hand, and asked, "It turns out that you have also found it, senior brother." ”
With a bang, all the farm tools in my hand fell to the ground, and I just said lightly: "This is what I exchanged for my life." ”
I packed my luggage, but it was only a few baked sweet potatoes and a few copper plates. Bidding farewell to the master and the abbot Huijing, the master didn't have too many words, leaving only one sentence: "Be careful all the way." ”
Wu Neng is: "Come back and have a look when you have time." ”
And so I went down at 10 p.m.
As the saying goes, the monk can't run the temple, so I just went down to the halfway point of the mountain, and I saw a group of people running up from the foot of the mountain with swords in hand.
Oh no, most of the people in this formation were called by the short and fat man, and the short and fat man was not angry, and he was looking for someone to make trouble.
I hid in the bushes on the side, and when they passed me, I didn't worry about my master and brother, so I quietly followed.
Sure enough, following all the way, a short and fat middle-aged man was surrounded by the crowd, and it was the brother who spat in my sweet potato basket this morning.
I saw that every time he climbed a short distance, he would stop and rest breathlessly for a while, and the entourage was either his family or his thugs, and they had to stop and rest with him.
The short and fat man's anger accumulated from this morning did not subside, and he spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground, and scolded: "His grandmother's, when you go up the mountain, you will bring me the whole temple." ”
"It's over. His men agreed in unison.
The short and fat man rested and stood up again, probably because his stomach was too big and he didn't see the thick phlegm under his feet, but he stepped on it, not wanting the thick phlegm to be too slippery, so he rolled back and plunged into the thorn pile on the side with a grunt.
This frightened everyone, and hurriedly reached out to pull, and one of the fellows didn't know if he had done too much of this kind of thing, or if practice made perfect, so he grabbed the head of the master's trousers and lay down the whole pants, revealing a big white and tender fat buttocks.
I hurriedly turned my eyes and said secretly, don't look at indecent things.
If you want to say that once a person is trapped in the thorns, he should come out slowly and slowly, and if he is not very good, he will scrape out blood marks one after another, not to mention how sour.
Helplessly, many of the men under Humpty Dumpty's savior were anxious, and with their strength, everyone pulled violently and forcibly pulled the master out of the pile of thorns.
The short and fat man screamed like a pig, and he couldn't get up when he lay on the ground, and everyone opened it to see that there was a pool of blood on his face, and there was no good skin.
No, everyone could only carry their master up to the door of the dustless temple.
I also followed all the way, and I was terrified in my heart, and if they wanted to embarrass my master and disciple, I must stand in front of them.
Just as I was thinking about when it would be better to go out and stop everyone, I had already seen my master and brother standing in front of the dustless temple.
I saw that the master scolded the master, saying that he would hand over the people, otherwise a fire would burn the temple, and his subordinates also threatened in unison to strengthen their momentum.
"I don't have this disciple in the mountains anymore, if you have to find an explanation, the old man can give you an explanation. ”
"That's good, today your disciple intimidated my young man, my young man was frightened at the moment, you see, this bloody face is also your vicious dog claws, don't play with the old monk, you are a hundred taels, forget about this matter, otherwise, the matter of burning your temple will not be over." One of the troublemakers said.
I grass, your master's family is a good thing to make a lot of thick phlegm, but you are too lazy to me, you are not only cruel to me, but also to your master.
The key is one hundred taels of silver, although I don't know for a while how valuable a hundred taels of silver are in the Warring States, but I know that they must be open mouths and insatiable.
"One hundred taels is one hundred taels, and when I raise all of them, I will naturally give them all. The master said lightly.
I have to sigh at the master's indifferent fame and fortune, let alone a hundred taels, even if it is ten thousand taels, it is estimated that the master's eyelids will not blink.
"One hundred taels is the fright fee, and another one hundred taels is the cost of the doctor. There are two silvers in total, and one penny is not enough. Another fellow yelled.
"Yes, two hundred taels. ”
"No, I've been tossing back and forth for a long time, going up and down the mountain and wasting a lot of energy, as well as running expenses. A total of three hundred taels. ”
"Yes, the run-away fee. ”
"Three hundred taels. ”
The men under the Humpty Dumpty man kept asking for the price, and the interest was very high.
This damn thing, take their master as an auction item, raise the price vigorously, if this group of people is put in modern times, they are definitely masters of porcelain.
It may be that the master neither argues nor fights back, so this group of people is more and more emboldened.
"Okay, okay, when the old man has all the money, he will give it all the money. The master said lightly.
I shook my head and sighed, what a Buddhist master.
"No, I'm going to bring it today, three hundred taels, and one penny less will burn your broken temple. The short and fat man sat on a large rock, and at last he spoke.
"Yes, bring it quickly. ”
"If we don't bring it again, we're going to open the killing ring. ”
I was indignant, but at a glance, there were at least twenty of them, and they were holding either broadswords or steel forks, or steel forks, or broadswords.
I've been growing up since I was a child, except for seeing the old boys fighting in the movies with watermelon knives, I've never seen such a formation, not to mention the real guys who are shaking, even if this group of people is bare-handed and swarmed up, I am not their opponent.
"In one day, it is difficult for the old man to take out this lot of silver taels. The master said.
Don't say a day, even if it's a year or ten years, it is estimated that my master will not be able to take it out. And the most valuable thing in the temple is nothing more than the new farm tools I bought.
"Since you don't, tie up these two bald asses to me, and burn the temple for me. The short and fat man shouted in a fit of rage.
More than 20 of his subordinates shouted and scolded in unison, and quickly surrounded the master and disciple.
I was frightened, and was about to rush out of the bushes to stop everyone, when suddenly two strong winds blew, and everyone fell to the ground, and the blades crackled incessantly.
I was shocked, and when I looked up, there were only two people left standing upright on the ground, one was Wu Neng, and the other was my master Abbot Huijing. Just when I was puzzled, I saw a person on the ground standing up with a curse, raising a steel fork and poking at the master.
The master doesn't know martial arts.
I was horrified, and with a wave of my master's sleeves, the man rose to the ground with a pop and flew into the dense pile of thorns in the bushes. Okay, don't think about it now.
Seeing the master's chic long sleeves waved, everyone was wiped out, I was excited, it turned out that the master lied to me, he knew martial arts, and his skills were profound, and he was definitely a martial arts master.
But at this time, it is too late to know, the master and the younger brother know about it, I have no face to see them again, and now the situation can only go all the way to the north, go to the Fahua Temple, wait for the success of martial arts, and then come back to repay the master's grace.