Volume 1: The Little Monk Returns to the Vulgar Chapter 52: Dung (Ask for Recommendation Votes, Ask for Collection)
"Wait...... Chicken legs?" the abbot drooled in displeasure, and his stomach began to growl.
"Yes! Xiao Yan swaggered back!"
"Bastard, see if I don't kill him!" The abbot thought about it and thought that he hadn't eaten for ten days, and he was still worried about disaster relief, but that guy was good, after deceiving himself to go down the mountain, is he still going up the mountain to show off?
It's unbearable, it's unbearable!
So, the abbot ran over with a few monks kicking his legs.
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At this time, the entrance of Jinshan Temple is even more lively.
In addition to the monks, many pilgrims joined in the scolding.
Among the scolding pilgrims, there were a few people dressed as talented scholars, and they were also scolding at this time.
These people are usually very gentle, but when they scold people, they are no worse than shrews.
The leader was a scholar named Lu Xiaoming, who stopped in the middle of the road, and pointed at Xiao Yan, who was walking up, and scolded: "A monk should have six roots of tranquility, a pure heart and few desires, eating fasting and reciting Buddha! What are you doing? Shame of Buddhism, such a person is also worthy of being a monk? Moreover, at this time, it coincides with the catastrophe in the north, and you actually only care about personal enjoyment...... Do you know that the ancients said that the rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband! People like you are like rats crossing the street!"
"Heh......" The little monk sat in the carriage and didn't look at him, but lowered his head and bit the chicken leg again, and said coldly: "Good dog don't get in the way, get out of the way, let my carriage in." ”
"You, presumptuous! Today I will criticize you in the name of a saint!" The scholar named Lu Xiaoming was so angry that his face turned red, and he stretched out his finger to point at Xiao Yan and continued to scold.
"I'm going to rub it! Lao Tzu told you to get out of the way! You're in my way! Are you a psychotic or deaf? Lao Tzu has something urgent to go in to see the abbot!" Xiao Yan spat out a mouthful of saliva and bit another chicken leg.
It's just that the scholar Lu Xiaoming obviously won't stop there, so much saliva squirted out, and the outstretched fingers accidentally poked the horse's eyes.
In an instant, the horses in front of them were startled, let out a long roar, and took a few steps forward, but they seemed to be afraid of the people around them and did not dare to move forward.
Scholar Lu Xiaoming stood at the front, startled by the horse, and the people behind him kept pushing him, accidentally pushing him to the ground, falling a dog and eating, and his face was full of mud.
He slowly got up, became even more angry, and scolded loudly: "You! You dare? I am a famous talent! If you dare to harm my life, it will be a great crime to kill my head! Don't be afraid! Such a wicked person must be punished!"
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"Damn! Nima's own stupidity fell on my head?"
Xiao Yan looked confused, spread his hands and said helplessly.
"You! It's really too deceitful......" Lu Xiaoming was so angry that his hair was smoking, he glared, looked at his companions around him, and then looked at Xiao Yan, who was only one person who was spurned by other monks, so he shouted: "I'll wait together, take down this villain first, and press him to the government to punish him!"
"Brother Lu said yes!"
Several other scholars obviously also saw that Xiao Yan was only one person, so they echoed loudly, and followed Lu Xiaoming with courage.
"Huh...... A group of sand sculptures!Get out! Don't blame Lao Tzu for being polite!" Xiao Yan was a little anxious and wanted to go in to see the abbot quickly.
But Lu Xiaoming had already come to Xiao Yan's face, and he wanted to pull him off the carriage: "Evil monk, come down!"
"Huh...... I really should help your parents teach you how to behave......" Xiao Yan sneered, stretched out his foot and kicked Lu Xiaoming.
"You! What a big dog! You dare to beat Ben Xiucai! Crazy! The monk is beating someone! Come on!" Lu Xiaoming stopped the part that was kicked, although it didn't hurt, but he could act......
"Hah...... Are you sure I don't dare to do anything to make such a mess, right?" Xiao Yan's eyes widened, looking at the scholars in front of him, with a hideous expression: "Lao Tzu can kill you weak chickens at any time?"
"You, you dare to kill Xiucai?" Lu Xiaoming took a step back, not daring to move.
The rest of the companions were long gone.
"Huh...... It's a pity...... Do you think I look like a good person? Do you think I'm a good person, so I can be bullied?" Xiao Yan jumped out of the carriage and slapped the chicken leg in his hand a few times on his face.
Lu Xiaoming was so frightened that he didn't have tears on his face, and suddenly cried with a sad face, and ran away.
"Humph......"
Xiao Yan slowly walked back to the carriage, although passers-by were still pointing, but no one dared to stop the carriage.
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At this time, the three monks who ran to find the abbot had already come with the abbot, and they also saw the beating behind Xiao Yan.
"Abbot, look, it's this Xiao Yan, see that he is not only rude to the pilgrims, but also has chicken legs in his hand!"
Before a monk arrived, he complained loudly to the abbot.
"That's right, for the sake of disaster relief, we cut down on food and clothing, and he is good, and when he is done with his life at the bottom of the mountain, he will come up and eat meat!
Another monk chimed in.
"Huh?" the abbot frowned slightly, and slowly walked forward, although he always felt that something was wrong, he still said, "Xiao Yan, are you guilty?"
"Abbot, it's good to come!" Come here......" Xiao Yan jumped out of the carriage and came to the abbot.
"You have violated the rules of the temple! You deserve to be punished with a cane!" the abbot did not have a good face.
"Huh...... I'll show you something...... Come...... Go to your zen room...... Let's talk slowly......"
Xiao Yan walked forward with a grin.
"Hmph...... If there's anything, you can show it to me here!" The abbot blinked, thinking that he could see through Xiao Yan's desire to bribe him at a glance.
If he was usually not so angry, after all, even if Xiao Yan ate his pig, stole his dog, and his "wife", although he said such a thing, he was not really angry.
But now not only has the money and food in the north not been gathered, but he is also anxious, and he happened to see the scene where Xiao Yan threatened the pilgrims, so he was angry in his heart.
"This ...... It's not good...... "Xiao Yan is not a fool, of course he understands the misunderstanding, but he doesn't care.
"Hmph! What's wrong! You must have a bad idea to bribe the abbot! I guess you must have loaded the stuff of a man who is missing from the carriage, and you are not as good as a beast like you...... In the face of the catastrophe, he even disregarded himself!" Seeing this, a monk walked forward and said coldly.
The matter of Xiao Yan using meat powder to bribe Elder Huiqi before spread in the temple, and many people were also discussing it in private.
"Huh...... Abbot...... Trust me...... Back to the meditation room......" Xiao Yan shook his head, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
The abbot nodded, but when he wanted to speak, the little monk who had just spoken took a step forward and said loudly: "Hmph! Let's see what unsightly things you want to bribe the abbot!"
With that, the monk stepped forward and kicked the door of the carriage open.
In the next moment, everyone's eyes could barely be opened.
Under the bright sun, everyone slowly opened their squinted eyes, but what was in front of them made them unbelievable.
The vernacular gold and silver bars slanted down from the carriage......
The ones that just fell out are enough for ordinary people to live for several lifetimes......
"This ......" The monk who kicked the carriage stood in front of the carriage and was stunned, looking back at Xiao Yan in a daze, and then looking back at the gold and silver in front of him......
The abbot of "......" probably hadn't eaten for too long, and his mind couldn't turn for a while, and he was also staring blankly at the money in the carriage, completely forgetting what was going on.
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Everyone opened their mouths wide as if they were stupid.
The scene was quiet, and the sound of summer cicadas chirping was clear in my ears...... The breeze blows through people's hot faces......
It's just that at this time, a steady figure slowly approached, and this person was Zhuge Yixiu, who was as steady as an old dog.
He was out of breath, and before the person arrived, the voice arrived first: "Xiao Yan is back?" you bastard secretly went down the mountain and didn't take me to the waves...... You're finally back...... Come...... I'll take you to see what you've made for me......"
When he got closer, he realized that these people looked stupid......
"This ...... What's wrong......" Zhuge Yixiu poked the bald head of the lower zhang and asked Xiao Yan.
"Heh......" The corners of Xiao Yan's mouth curled slightly, and then said with a smile: "It's okay, go and see how your thing is doing......"
"Hmm!"
Zhuge Yixiu nodded, and led Xiao Yan to the Weapon Pavilion with a smile.
Xiao Yan walked for a while, and suddenly turned his head: "Abbot, these should be enough for disaster relief, if not enough, there are still two carriages...... Chen Buqun will bring people to the mountains tomorrow. ”
After speaking, Xiao Yan left without looking back.
This money was also obtained by clearing Da Vinci's secret room, so Xiao Yan had no psychological burden at all.
It was Zhuge Yixiu who muttered, "What are you transporting?"
"It's nothing, just transport some dung......" Xiao Yan sighed a little, of course he didn't want to be a hero, why treat money like dung......
That's all bullshit......
If he has money, of course he also wants to go to Qinglou Lang......
But......
"Hehe......" Xiao Yan shook his head, probably no one understood him, and he didn't understand himself.
"Xiao Yan, I didn't expect you, an elder who digs dung, to be so dedicated...... I didn't forget my duty when I went down the mountain and went to the waves...... Saying...... The dung down the hill smells a little bit?"
"Get out!" Xiao Yan gave him a roll of his eyes angrily.
"Hey......
Zhuge sighed twice and then stopped talking.
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