......

The next day.

The sun is shining and the wind is beautiful.

The sky above Jinshan Temple is cloudless.

On the mountain path leading to Jinshan Temple, a bald little monk held a fat chicken leg in his hand and kept gnawing, driving a carriage and walking up the mountain.

In the past few days, Jinshan Temple is really stuffy, and most of the monks in the temple are listless and spend their days like years.

The abbot ordered that only one meal a day could be eaten, which made the monks in the temple hungry and thin, and at the same time complained.

However, there was something to be happy about not long ago.

It is said that the little monk who swept the floor before somehow met Li Bai, the number one master in the world, was accepted as an apprentice by Li Bai because of his surprise bones, and now he has followed Li Bai to learn martial arts.

The future is limitless, which makes the other monks in the temple envious.

It's just that Lin Dong is not envious at all, but happily does the boy who digs dung every day, after Xiao Yan sneaked away, the five-star thatched house was handed over to him to take care of, and it was well managed.

He still charged the people of the rivers and lakes for going to the thatched house every day, and of course all the silver was sent to the abbot's meditation room on time according to Xiao Yan's instructions.

Lin Dong didn't have any private collections, he knew the role of these silver taels, so he was also very attentive to making money.

Of course, when collecting the fee for the thatched house, it will be difficult for the people in the rivers and lakes, but the little monk can always successfully complete the charging task by relying on a trick "Dung Digging Sword Technique".

Because of this, there is a name faintly spread in the rivers and lakes, and many people began to talk about the fact that there is a ruthless person in Jinshan Temple, who is called: The King of Dung Yama!

Lin Dong didn't care about this at all, just smiled, and continued to bend over to dig dung.

It's just that Lin Dong recently received a letter from home, asking him how his marriage was and why he didn't go home for so long.

Lin Dong truthfully wrote a few big words on a blank piece of paper:

Digging dung in Jinshan Temple, very good, very happy, don't worry.

After writing this, he put the paper in an envelope and asked the people who brought the letter to take it home, so that his family would not worry about it.

......

On the path of Jinshan Temple, several little monks were listless, chatting.

"Alas...... So boring...... Chanting the sutra every day...... Nothing happened......" A monk on the road muttered in a low voice, shaking his head and sighing.

"yes, huh?" I thought...... Is there one person missing from our Jinshan Temple? What about that-stirring stick Xiao Yan? Recently, he has been honest?"

"You don't know yet, do you?" I heard the abbot say that Elder Xiao Yan was eaten by a tiger on the mountain......

"Wouldn't it?

......

Life is like a pool of stagnant water, and the waves are calm. Only when someone they once disdained was mentioned would there be a ripple.

But at this moment, suddenly an old monk who swept the door rushed in out of breath, shouting excitedly: "Xiao Yan is back! Xiao Yan is back!"

"What, don't be kidding, the abbot said that Xiao Yan was eaten by a tiger!"

"No...... No...... Go and see, he's going up the mountain, and I'm going to report to the abbot,......" shouted the old sweeping monk.

After that, the old monk who swept the floor ran away.

The remaining monks at the scene glanced at each other and rushed out almost at the same time.

One by one, their faces were flushed, and they ran to tell each other.

What's more to gossip about than the sudden appearance of a man who has been eaten by a tiger?

It's just that the content of the rumors is a bit strange, all of them are such as "Xiao Yan who was eaten by a tiger turned into a tiger and came back", "I heard that a tiger went up the mountain", "Xiao Yan ate a tiger and is now on the mountain", and so on...... Frightened, some of the pilgrims who didn't know why turned blue......

One stone stirs up a thousand waves......

Most of the disciples of Jinshan Temple couldn't help but stop what they were doing when they heard the news, and hurriedly came to the door of Jinshan Temple, waiting eagerly.

There are so many people that I don't know that the pilgrims still think that today's festival is going to hold a large-scale event at the gate of the temple......

However, Xiao Yan never disappointed these monks.

"Look...... The bald head...... That's right...... That's him...... It's up the hill!"

Not far away, a little monk's head was shining brightly, as if he was still eating with something in his hand, and he was humming a little song in his mouth, and drove the carriage up the mountain.

"What do you see in his hands? Sin, sin...... It's a chicken thigh...... There was still oil leaking...... My God......"

"It's disgusting...... Here we have a fast a day, hungry like fools...... But he is eating and drinking outside, how can this be justified! Heaven cannot tolerate it!"

"That's it, you must report to the abbot, and the abbot will be sentenced to eighty!"

It's not a big deal to watch the excitement, and they are full of righteous indignation.

"No wonder since Xiao Yan took charge of the thatched house, he collected money from people outside, and it turned out that the money was all for him to buy chicken legs...... It's disgusting!"

"Heinous crimes!"

The voices of criticism continued to flow, and after listening to it, the onlookers also followed suit.

A few monks were still clamoring to go to the abbot to punish Xiao Yan, so they scolded together so that their bald heads were red and rushed to find the abbot.

At this time, the abbot was already in a hurry, and sent an urgent letter from the north, saying that the money and food sent to the past for disaster relief were simply not enough, and the number of victims was too large, and the money sent over was like a stone thrown into the sea.

Fortunately, the sensible Lin Dong sent money, although the money and silver are not much every day, but they add up to a considerable amount, which can alleviate the urgent need.

However, this money is still far from enough, and he is considering whether to reduce the fasting of the disciples of Jinshan Temple to one meal every three days.

It's just that every time at this time, he thinks about Xiao Yan's sworn expression.

A few days ago, Xiao Yan came to him and had a serious conversation, saying that he would go down the mountain to find money and food for disaster relief, and that the mountain people had their own tricks......

It was really the ghost fan's heartbeat at that time that he listened to his ghost words, helped him get rid of the eighteen Arhats, and let him go down the mountain.

In order to convince the other monks, the abbot also helped him make up a lie, saying that Xiao Yan was eaten by a tiger......

It's good now, I haven't heard from me for more than ten days, I guess I deceived myself and ran away, it's really hateful......

The abbot suddenly became dizzy when he thought of this, and he almost fainted.

In order to save food and send it to the north, he has not eaten for ten days, and at this time, he heard that several monks outside were noisy, and he was even more upset.

"Bastard, what's the noise, don't you need to chant the scriptures?" the abbot glared at and scolded.

"No, Abbot...... That Xiao Yan...... Xiao Yan he eats chicken legs......" One of the monks pointed in the direction of the temple entrance and said angrily.

"Yes, the chicken thighs are still leaking oil......"

Another monk swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said.

"What's the mess?" The abbot couldn't react for a while, what Xiao Yan?