The woman was full of green hair, and she seemed to be sixteen or seventeen years old, but her body was like a young girl of fourteen or fifteen years old. Except for a pair of eyes, her appearance is mediocre, her skin is yellow, her face is vegetable, she seems to be unable to eat all year round, her hair is also yellow and thin, her shoulders are like shaving, her body is thin, she is obviously a poor girl in a poor village, and she has been nourished since she was a child.

At this time, she bought meat buns and fed them to the beggars. But the old beggar only ate a few bites, but his head tilted and he died. The woman folded her hands, her face was full of compassion, and her mouth was muttering words, apparently reciting some transcendent scripture.

I looked interesting, so I took a whole piece of beef in sauce and walked over, waited for her to finish chanting, and said, "Girl, give you beef." ”

"Amitabha, monks don't eat meat. The woman looked up and looked at me. A pair of eyes are as black as paint, like autumn water, the face is thinly powdered, and the delicate color is slightly increased in the delicate, and it seems that the more you look at it, the more beautiful it becomes.

"You're not really a nun, are you?"

"The poor monk is a monk. The woman glared at me and said calmly.

"You...... You...... Are you a shemale?" I was shocked.

"Donor, what are you looking for the poor monk?" the woman didn't want to dwell on such a boring topic, and turned to leave.

"Hey, what's your name?"

"The poor monk has no flowers. She took a few steps and turned back. I saw in the illusion that she seemed to smile at me, the smile on her face was like a spring flower, not as yellow and thin as when we first met, dull and dull, every word and smile, she had a charming style, quite pretty.

The beef sauce in my hand fell to the ground and was gnawed by a wild dog from nowhere, and it took me a long time to come to my senses, and I hurriedly beat the wild dog away, and picked up the sauce beef again and ate it.

"Shopkeeper, do you know which temple the nun belongs to?" I asked the beef shop owner.

"She's got a lot of people to know. That's the flowerless master of Dafutu Temple, with a compassionate heart, and I heard that they are about to become Buddhas. The boss said.

"Really?" I said, surprised.

I asked for the address, and on the second day, I planned to visit the temple. A horse had been running for more than half an hour, and a sign on a rock on the side of the road said "Dafutu Temple", so I got off the horse and left the horse on the side of the road. The stairs were so long that I couldn't see the end at a glance, so I climbed the stairs and the mountains and rivers on both sides were lush and green. When I arrived at the temple gate, it was quite cold, half of the brick gate had collapsed, and the other half was supported by a big tree next to it, otherwise it would have been gone.

However, after entering the mountain gate, there were more pilgrims, and in troubled times, people were hungry, and naturally they had more willingness to cultivate the wealth of the next life. A man with an obscene face saw me and said, "Young Xia, you are also here to find Master Wuhua, right?"

I saw that he got to the point as soon as he asked, so I asked, "Yes, do you know where Master Wuhua is?"

"I didn't see you out today, but I can always let you see you. I have a pill here, it's very cheap, only 500 yuan, and after eating it, I will make sure you see the master. ”

It really makes no sense to buy any pills at the good end. Besides, 500 wen is a lot of money, so I stopped paying attention to his peddling and walked straight to the temple.

Although the name of the temple has a "big" word on it, there is only one Daxiong Treasure Hall, and there are several monks' rooms around. On the left side of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, an old monk has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a golden bowl is placed in front of him. When he saw someone giving money, he took the gandzhi (that is, the stick that knocks the wooden fish) and tapped the golden bowl, and the sound was bright, which meant that the Buddha knew.

I went over and asked, "Old monk, is there a master of flowers in your temple?"

The old monk smiled silently. I have seen a lot of this kind of trick, it is nothing more than to want some money, I reached into my arms and wanted to take out a copper coin, but I came out in a hurry today instead of a copper coin, only brought a silver ingot. I tried to bite down on the next piece with my teeth, but the silver was so hard that I couldn't bite it. I tried several other methods, such as smashing and knocking, but it was really difficult to separate the silver. When I was angry, I was about to take out the dragon slaying knife and cut off a piece, but just about to take the knife, the old monk's eyes were sharp, and he said: "Donor, in this temple, you can't make a knife, and you can break a piece of auspicious qi. ”

I think the bald donkey saw that I could not cut the silver, and I could only throw a piece of silver into his rotten bowl. "Bang", my whole body hurts.

"Donor, what did you just ask the old monk?" the old monk asked pretendly.

I didn't feel good and said, "Is there a monk named Wuhua in your temple?"

The old monk smiled silently.

I hurriedly waved my hand and said, "It's really gone......"

The old monk was still smiling and silent.

It dawned on me and I said, "You mean no, right?"

"Hey, why is it that young people have such low understanding? I mean no desire and no desire. What do you want to do when you come to the door and find a woman, or a woman who is a monk? The old monk said.

"Old monk, to tell you the truth, if I can't see Wuhua today, I won't leave!"

"Donor, you can save it. How many pills did you buy, and what disease did you have?"

"What pill is it that makes you sick!" I said angrily.

The old monk said: "Oh, look at your face, it turns out to be a chick." Anyway, it's idle right now, and let me teach you a few tricks. ”

At this time, the old monk told me about this master of flowers. It turns out that this flowerless master has long been famous, and everyone knows that there is a female master with hair in the Dafutu Temple, who is very beautiful, but the flowerless is cold, although others also came to visit with a lot of money, but they were all refused, and they wanted to see her beauty but could not get it. Later, I don't know who came up with the method, with some special pills to come out, after swallowing it, the whole body is cold and the face is purple, as if it is really seriously ill, and then try to sneak into the Dafutu Temple, wait for the effect of the medicine to attack, deliberately fall in the Daxiong Treasure Palace, claiming that the body is poisonous, if there is no place in it within a few hours, it will bleed to death in seven holes. But all women have a heart made of water, and besides, the master should be compassionate, if there is no flower to sacrifice his body to detoxify, it is a great merry and happy thing.

So in the three days, there were always a few infatuated young people who did the same, and deliberately fell into the Daxiong Treasure Hall after taking the medicine, claiming that they had a strange poison in their bodies and needed to have sex with others to be cured. At the beginning, the temple picked out a few monks who could beat them, and when they caught these teenagers, they just broke their hands and feet and threw them out of the temple; later, the "poisoned" people were so annoyed that the temple thought of a poisonous trick, picked out the delicate ones among them, shaved their heads, and forced them to eat fast and recite the Buddha every day, but almost no one could survive three days, and they all rolled up and ran away.

After listening to the old monk's story, I was secretly surprised in my heart: "What kind of character is this master of no flowers, and even a monk can have such romantic affairs? ”

I clasped my hands together and said: "Master, I think you have misunderstood, you are a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect of Zhongnan Mountain in Chang'an, and you came to Guibao Temple because you have a relationship with Master Wuhua, and you have important matters to discuss, not those prodigal sons." ”

"Pull it down, old monk, I have a sharp eye, I don't know your ghost thoughts?" the old monk said.

"How can I speak, I can't tell you, where is the abbot of your monastery, I'll go find him!" I said angrily.

"The poor monk is the abbot of this Dafutu Temple. The old monk smiled kindly.

"No, you're the abbot?" I was skeptical.

"Monks don't speak. ”

I pretended to be vicious and said, "Hmph, the Taoist priest doesn't speak, if you don't let Wuhua come out to see me today, I will demolish your broken temple." ”

"Shaoxia, are you threatening me?"

"Not bad!"

Before I could finish speaking, I saw a white shadow flash out, only to hear a strange cry "Hit!" and hit me in the left eye, knocking me into darkness, and the sun and moon were dark.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a white-clothed monk holding a broom in his hand. But who is not the white-clothed monk Li Tiexin who fought Cao Cao's tiger and leopard riding?

At this time, Li Tiexin also recognized me, and we both said at the same time: "It's you?"

"Master," I said with a wry smile, "you don't hit someone in the face, you're disfiguring me." ”

"The little donor can't help it, the poor monk can slap his face and hand lightly, otherwise he will beat people and cripple people, and make people vomit blood and die......"

"You wicked man, how can a monk beat people like this, and anger is the saddest, next time it is like this, you will be punished to go to the fire workshop and burn the fire for ten years. ”

"Got it, master. The white-robed monk touched his head.

I had to re-examine the thin and unserious old monk in front of me, the white-clothed monk was already indistinguishable from a human being or a Buddha, and his master didn't know what a powerful character he was?

Could it be that the Yangtze River can be broken with one finger?