033 The little monk descends the mountain

On the second day, Wang San woke up when he heard the bell and found that the rain had stopped, so he hurriedly put on his clothes and trousers and went to the meditation hall. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

After sitting down, Wang San, as in the past, recited the supreme scriptures improved by the teachers, and passed the morning class smoothly.

After the morning class, Wang San was about to leave, but the abbot of Yuantong stopped him.

Wang San asked himself that he had been very low-key recently, and it seemed that nothing had happened, and he couldn't figure out why the abbot of Yuantong stopped him, so he immediately asked: "I don't know why the abbot is looking for me?"

"Senior Brother Junior, winter is coming, there is not much food left in the temple, here are two hundred taels of silver tickets, you go down the mountain to Baiping Town to buy some back. As he spoke, Abbot Yuantong took out a few silver tickets from his arms and handed them to Wang San.

"Next...... Under...... Mountain!"

Wang San almost didn't believe his ears, since he came to this Wulong Temple, he didn't want to go down the mountain as soon as possible, and now he finally waited for this day, he was very excited, and hurriedly took the silver ticket, and said: "Senior brother abbot, you can rest assured, I will go down the mountain and strive to transport the grain up the mountain as soon as possible." After speaking, Wang San was about to leave.

"Senior brother, don't worry!" Abbot Yuantong said to stop Wang San.

"Senior Brother Abbot, what else is going on?" Wang San asked, but his heart had already drifted down the mountain, thinking, "I don't know what this mountain looks like." ā€

"Senior brother, go to Baiping Town, on foot, there is more than half a day's journey, there are mountain bandits on the road, if you meet, don't have a conflict, just report the name of Wulong Temple, and the mountain bandits will be released. ā€

Looking at the whole Daqian, Wulong Temple is famous, not to mention in Dengfeng, this acre of three points of land, Baiping Town belongs to Dengfeng, is the intersection of waterway and land, so there are mountain bandits infested.

However, Wang San didn't know anything about these, and when he heard the abbot of Yuantong mention the mountain bandits, he was shocked, although the abbot of Yuantong said that the mountain bandits would let them go when they heard the name of the Five Dragons Temple, but there are exceptions to everything, what if the mountain bandits who came out to rob that day were fools?

Without waiting for Wang San to ask about the doubts in his heart, Abbot Yuantong continued: "Senior brother, when you arrive in Baiping Town, go to Zhang Yuanwai, you give him the two hundred taels of silver tickets, and he will arrange for someone to transport grain to Wulong Temple, but the road up the mountain, the carriage and horses are not passable, and when you get to the bottom of the mountain, you will be notified when you go up the mountain, and someone in the temple will come to carry ......."

"No, is there such a thing? I don't pay for the passage when I go out to run errands...... Wang San complained bitterly.

At first, he thought that there was a part of the two hundred taels of silver tickets, and he was happy in his heart, and he fantasized about finding a place to eat a beautiful meal when he got to the town.

But after listening to the words of the abbot of Yuantong, Wang San understood that the two hundred taels of silver tickets were used to buy grain.

"This ...... Senior Brother Abbot, I don't know anything!" Wang San asked.

"Senior brother, please speak. ā€

"It's a long way to Baiping Town, except for the silver taels for buying grain, don't you give you an extra plate?" Wang San blinked his eyes and asked.

"Amitabha, junior brother, we are monks, traveling all over the world, paying attention to a fateful word, why do you need to entangle, you can meet someone else's fate. ā€

At this moment, Wang San has an urge to draw people, two hundred taels of silver tickets can be taken out, and there is still a lack of that bit of entanglement, isn't it obvious that he doesn't want to give, and what do monks travel all over the world and pay attention to a fateful word.

If the people you meet are unwilling to give, is it possible that you are only hungry?

Wang San took a deep breath and said, "Senior Brother Abbot, what you said, I have taken it to heart, and I will definitely transport the grain up the mountain as soon as possible." ā€

After saying this, Wang Sanfei also ran over, muttering: "What a slam on the door!"

Originally, Wang San still wanted to go down the mountain to eat a big meal, but now he didn't have a penny, let alone a big meal, even if it was a big meal, it would be a problem, not to mention the matter of drinking for Elder Turtle.

Wang San felt very depressed now, but no matter what, he still went down the mountain first, he believed that there would always be a way.

After a hurried breakfast, Wang San found all the news, told him the news, and asked him to prepare.

Originally, Wang San also planned to call the Xuan Turtle, after all, he didn't know anything about the things down the mountain, but if there was no Xuan Turtle in the Zhaitang, I was afraid that it would be chaotic, so he had to let go of this idea.

When he heard that he was going down the mountain, he was overjoyed, and he was speechless with excitement, how many years have passed, and he can finally go home.

The two of them sorted out their luggage a little, and then walked down the mountain, Wang San put on a wood-burning robe for the first time, hung Buddhist beads, held a prayer bead, and pinned a firewood knife and kitchen knife to his waist.

"Little San, don't say it, when you wear this robe, you really look like a monk. "It's also the first time I've seen Wang San wearing a robe.

"Of course, you also ......" Wang San didn't finish his words, and immediately felt that something was wrong, and said: "All the same, what do you mean by this that I didn't have the appearance of a monk before?"

"No!" replied in the affirmative.

"Your uncle, do you want to be so honest, I admit that I don't have the demeanor of a monk, but you don't have to be so direct!" Wang San asked this question with regret.

"Huh, Xiaosan, why did you bring the knife with you?" Qing Yise suddenly saw the firewood knife and kitchen knife on Wang San's waist, and was puzzled.

"Self-defense!" Wang San said this, but he was not like this in his heart, in fact, he didn't want to do this, but there was no way!

Wang San had no choice but to fend for himself, he not only brought a knife, but also some salt, if he needed wild things on the way, he would bake them first and eat them well.

The two of them came to the gate of the temple, and the disciples who guarded it immediately let them go when they heard that Wang San was going down the mountain to buy food.

From the temple gate, there is a path that winds down, this is the only road leading to the bottom of the mountain, and the rest of the roads have long been flooded with grass and trees, and it is difficult to walk.

Therefore, if you want to enter the Five Dragons Temple, you must enter through the gate, but there are exceptions to everything, and some masters with good light skills can fly in by stepping on the trunk.

Wang San, all walked down the mountain road, because it had just rained, the road was very slippery, there were many dewdrops along the way, it was extremely inconvenient to walk, and it didn't take long to wet most of the trouser legs.

The two of them walked and chatted.

"Where is your home?" asked Wang San.

"Hukou Village. Qing Yise's eyes were full of excitement, and he said: "Little San, this time to Baiping Town, it happens to pass through Hukou Village, when the time comes, we will go into the village to rest for a while, and then go to Baiping Town, without delaying the trip." ā€

"How about taking a nap, I still want to try the lady's craftsmanship!"

"Yes, there must be, my mother's craftsmanship is good......" As soon as his mother was mentioned, the words were like breaking the embankment, and he kept talking, and the more he talked, the more excited he became, as if he was tireless.

At this moment, Wang San seemed to have become an audience, one spoke up, the other listened attentively, and from time to time he would mention some things under the mountain, such as Nabaiping Town......

ps:Today I went back to my hometown for a reunion.,Back home code words.,But I found that the keyboard was broken.,This chapter is a mobile phone code......