Chapter 68: Worship (2)

The three chatted for more than half an hour, and Liu Changqing said: "I'm going to leave for Linyi tomorrow......" Du Zongshu hurriedly asked: "Linyi, where is that, what are you going to do?" Liu Changqing didn't want to tell his life experience, but said: "I'm going to relax." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Mr. Du stood up and said, "Okay, very good." It might as well stop there for today. Mr. Shu Du grinned and said, "You can't hold back, you want to leave the table, right?" Mr. Du said angrily: "I can't hold it? What are you kidding? I think Brother Liu is going out tomorrow, for fear of disturbing his rest." Mr. Shu said, "Then you just sit here and continue drinking! Why do you want to stand up?"

Mr. Du said angrily: "Let's compare who goes to the thatched house first, not who leaves the table first." I left the table, but I didn't want to go to the hut. ā€

Mr. Shu Du said: "Why don't you go to the thatched house?" Mr. Du said: "I stand up, I want to go to the thatched house? There are so many people in the world who stand up, do you have to go to the thatched house? This Zhao Rou girl also stood up just now, does she also want to go to the thatched house? How can this be reasonable?" ā€

Zhao Rou listened to the vulgarity of the two of them, turned her head, and frowned. Seeing this, Liu Changqing hurriedly said: "Two eldest brothers, I am not strong enough to drink at this time, and I really want to rest." Why don't you leave it at that?"

Mr. Shu Du said: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm not strong enough to drink, but I still have to sit for a while, he is going to lose!" After speaking, he looked at Mr. Du with a smile. Mr. Du said: "I lose? I stood up, but I just wanted to go around." See what's going on in the Willow Brothers' house. "Wandering back and forth. Liu Changqing laughed secretly. I saw Mr. Du pick up the Qingquan Sword and pull it out, his voice was crisp and pleasant, and he couldn't help but admire: "Good sword!"

Mr. Du took a closer look, plucked off a few strands of hair, put it on, and with a slight stroke, the hair suddenly fell to the ground, and he exclaimed: "Good sword! I just said why don't you make a sword? My knife looks ugly and dead, and it is still sinking to death." ā€

Shu Du and Du both made knives, and they theorized again, Du Zongshu looked at Liu Changqing's package casually, and said: "Your package is so heavy! How many silver taels are loaded?"

Liu Changqing hurriedly shouted: "Brother Du, don't move!" But Mr. Du had already unwrapped the package, and the urn of ashes slipped down. Liu Changqing was shocked and hurriedly jumped over, but saw that Du Zongshu reacted very quickly, raised his toes, turned the jar with his feet, and with a slight force, the jar flew up, and caught it with his hand. He giggled a few times and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." "A package of oilcloth fell to the ground.

Liu Changqing saw that there was no danger, and exclaimed: "Brother Du is really good!" Mr. Du said: "That's nothing." Placing the urn on the table, he picked up the oilcloth wrap and asked, "What is this?"

Liu Changqing saw that he had placed the package too close to the edge of the table, walked over and pushed it in, but he didn't see the oilcloth package, and asked, "What?"

Mr. Du opened the package, smelled a bad smell, sniffed his fingers, and shouted: "What is it? It smells so bad?" and threw the package away.

Seeing this, Liu Changqing remembered that this package was dug up in Fenglan's grave just now, and threw it on it, he was in a panic and nervous mood, and he forgot it when he came back, this oilcloth was wrapped in his own package and pressed, and he didn't smell any smell, and at this moment the four of them all smelled the smell, and they all frowned and fanned their hands and asked, "Why is it so stinky?"

Liu Changqing picked up the oilcloth wrap and cut it layer by layer. I saw that there were two books inside, one was called "Wandering Soul Footwork", and the other was very new with a written cover, as if it had not been read, and it read "Mahayana Daji Jizo Ten Wheel Sutra". Liu Changqing said in his heart: "This "Wandering Soul Footwork" was learned by Xiao's predecessors, and later changed to "Youlong Footwork", I have learned it, just wait to force practice, that's nothing, what is this book, so strange, but I have never heard Xiao's predecessors say it." When he picked it up and looked at it, he saw that there were many strange symbols on it, but he didn't know that it was Sanskrit.

Liu Changqing wanted to wrap the schoolbook, and Mr. Du snatched the "Ten Rounds of Sutra" in his hand and asked, "This book is so strange, is it a scripture?

Liu Changqing shook his head and said, "No, it's the first time I've seen it." I thought: "Senior Xiao listened to Master Zhangde's dying words and meditated on my Buddha for 20 years, and this scripture was obtained by Senior Xiao from nowhere." Another thought: "Senior Xiao accidentally killed Zhang De and his wife, and after burying his wife in the burial incense garden, he cut off his legs and was arrested by the government, why did he still bury this scripture?

Liu Changqing was puzzled, so he didn't think about it, and he didn't care whether there was this book in the Buddhist temple, thinking that if it was a relic, just take it with him, and then bury it in the new grave together, it might be the scriptures that his wife Feng Lan carried with him, but Feng Lan died, but these two books were well placed in the package, and it didn't make sense.

I couldn't figure it out, so I didn't think about it, threw away the stinky tarpaulin, and put two more books in the package.

Mr. Du wandered back and forth, and finally couldn't stand it anymore, and said: "I'm losing! I'm going to the thatched house, so I immediately opened the door and ran out." Mr. Shu touched his face and smiled, obviously winning the bet, and he was very satisfied.

Liu Changqing said: "Where is Brother Shu's room? Mr. Shu was stunned for a moment, glanced at Zhao Rou, and saw her bowing her head to tidy up the corners of the quilt, so he said: "You are going by yourself, not by me." ā€

Liu Changqing was puzzled: "Exactly, what?"

Shu Zongdu said: "Okay, I won the bet, it doesn't make sense, let him lie under the bed and sleep tonight, and you and my brother squeeze in the bed." Liu Changqing felt embarrassed, but he knew that Shu Du and the others were addicted to gambling, and it was useless to talk more, so he let it go. glanced back at Zhao Rou and said, "If there is something, you will call me." Zhao Rou didn't answer.

slept until midnight this night, Liu Changqing heard the snoring of Mr. Shu Du and Mr. Du one after another, Mr. Du was under the bed, and he seemed to be louder than Mr. Shu, and the two of them seemed to be unconvinced in the middle of the night, and they were still fighting in secret, angry and funny. This time, my mind couldn't calm down, and I couldn't sleep anymore.

Liu Changqing put on his boots and wrapped himself in a coat, the wind was blowing outside, and the roar seemed to pull up the house, thinking of many things in the past. I didn't want to hear the two of them snoring, so I simply opened the door and thought that it would be better to go out for a stroll.