Lu Zheng didn't say anything, Tang Xiaojiu opened his mouth and complained: "It's not that fat pig yet, the grandfathers were beaten last time, and the two of us had to lie down in the nest, and we couldn't even climb up to see the little lady at the door of Chunfeng Building." A few copper plates hidden, bought a few steamed buns, and the rest were paid for the leprosy seven days a day, and he still owes him a lot of silver, and sooner or later he will be unlucky. ”

He said that the leprosy seven, whose big name is Fan Qi, is a native gangster, but a tyrant in the three streets near Qinglong Temple, and his subordinates gathered a group of half-grown orphans and beggars to make money for him, and he is best at bullying women and children, beating old men and old women, and he has nicknamed "Zhensan Street", so that his subordinates shout like this. But because he was born with dysentery, he was privately called leprosy seven by the neighbors.

Lu Zhengye said: "We have been lying down for a few days, and we have no money to find a doctor, the wound has not been healed, and the buttocks are suppurated." This time, thanks to Lao Song, he said that he knew a home remedy, and he came out of nowhere to lead a black dog to lick our wounds. After a day or two, the wound was healed and the scar was closed, and he finally came back to life. ”

Tang Xiaojiu teased on the side: "At first, you were afraid that the dog would bite your eggs!"

Mingkong didn't know that the two of them almost died, and when he heard this, a fire rose in his heart, and he scolded: "This fat pig, sooner or later, he can't be cheaper, and one day I will be the abbot, see how the master kills him!"

Tang Xiaojiu gave a thumbs up and praised: "Grand Mage, it's righteous enough! But it's too cheap to kill him, and one day, Lao Tzu became a general, and boiled his body of lard, and the little master was so happy that he slapped it! At that time, he was roasting on the shelf, and the little master put two strings of big hanging whips next to him, how lively it was, how many people had to come to see it, tsk. ”

Lu Zheng wasted no time in pouring cold water on the side and said: "When you become an abbot, when you become a general, he will have been reincarnated seven or eight times." ”

Tang Xiaojiu waved his hand, got up and made a heroic appearance, and said: "You are too unproductive! A big husband lives in the world, and he must have ambition! If you don't make military merits and become a general, how can I be productive with you? I said Xiaozheng, do you really want to be a beggar for the rest of your life and suffer the white eyes of others, and you are really not afraid of insulting your ancestors?"

Lu Zhengyi lowered his head: "I don't know who my ancestor is......"

Lu Zheng is an orphan, when he was only a few months old, he was thrown on the street, he was picked up and raised by an old beggar, and after the old beggar died of illness a few years ago, he was mixed with Tang Xiaojiu. Somehow, although Lu Zheng was bubbling in the middle of the two, Tang Xiaojiu was surprisingly fine, but he was the most compatible.

When Tang Xiaojiu heard this, he also lowered his head: "My ancestor left me a Tang character, but it is better than the Lu character you picked up......"

Ming Kong was afraid of arousing the sadness of the two of them, so he diverged and said: "Now that the world of Huaxu is peaceful, singing and dancing everywhere, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, don't you see that the incense in the temple is so prosperous?

Lu Zheng echoed when he heard this: "That's it, that's it." I heard that those barbarians are giants, their eyes are green fireballs, they are all very tall, they can touch the beams of the house with their outstretched hands, and they are infinitely powerful, and they can pinch a cow to death with one hand. That big mouth, I heard that one mouth can eat a whole sheep, it's terrible!"

Tang Xiaojiu listened to the two of them and said disdainfully: "You listen to that storyteller's nonsense again, it's better to talk about those gods and ghosts...... Look at you, just you two fools, eat more than pigs, bark louder than dogs, and have less courage than mice......" Just as he was rolling up his sleeves and talking vigorously, spit was flying, when suddenly a young monk shouted: "Puguang is back again, don't go quickly." ”

The three children were startled, and Mingkong quickly retracted and went to light the fire. Lu Zheng and Tang Xiaojiu slipped onto the stove like wild cats, and climbed out of the steamer mist to the window next to them, and in their busy schedules, Tang Xiaojiu didn't forget to carry a few steamed buns in his arms.

As soon as the two of them jumped out of the window, Puguang came in, with a round belly, a hot sweat on the door of his head, carrying the food box in his hand, and shouting before he stepped into the door: "Mingkong, Mingkong, where is the little rabbit cub dead, don't you come and pick it up, I want to exhaust your grandfather!"

Mingkong hurriedly trotted forward to take the food box, felt that the amount was wrong, opened it and saw that the food inside had not moved at all, and was taken aback, and said, "Senior brother, is the food not in line with the taste of the monks?"

Puguang glared at him and said, "Long-winded, is this what you should ask?"

Mingkong hurriedly smiled and said: "Senior brother misunderstood, where do I dare to ask more, junior brother, I am just afraid that I am stupid, my hands and feet are not good, and I will make the monk unhappy if I do something wrong, but if the senior monk misunderstands the senior brother, I think that the senior brother is not doing things well, this is an immeasurable sin!"

This is said beautifully, especially it is rare for a half-grown child from Mingkong, Puguang listened to it very usefully, and shouted: "It's rare that you think about your senior brother." This time, you don't have to worry, to tell you the truth, the monk is virtuous and noble, and he insists on refusing to eat alone, and is willing to eat with the public, so I brought it back. Mingkong, you pour these dishes into the pot. As he said that, his eyes were fixed on the food box.

Ming Hollow said: "Tsk, if this person's vision also has weight, I'm afraid that this food box has been crushed." He pretended to think about it at the moment and said: "Oh, the monk is really a monk, equal to the public, approachable, and a real virtuous demeanor! It's just that the senior brother, these dishes are different from the dishes we eat, and the taste is different, so they are poured into it, mixed with sweet and sour, I am afraid that these gluttonous eaters in the temple will not only not be able to understand the virtue and wisdom of the senior monk and the painstaking efforts of the senior brother, but will blame the food for not being delicious today! In this way, not only will the senior monk and the senior brother live up to the good intentions, but even the gang room will be left complaining...... In the humble opinion of the senior brother, it is better to let the senior brother reluctantly make it difficult, on behalf of the monks in the temple, eat these dishes for everyone, in order to fulfill the good intentions of the senior monks, and lest the gang do one less wrong thing! Senior brother and Bodhisattva, please help me, Amitabha!"

When the monks on one side heard this, they all said in their hearts: "Such a shameless sycophant can also be filmed!"

When Puguang heard this, his eyes lit up, and the pork on his face was piled up and layered, and he grinned: "It's still the junior brother who understands me, in fact, I'm the person I'm most afraid of making it difficult for all the junior brothers, so naturally I think about all the junior brothers everywhere." This time, I can share more for all the brothers and sisters, which is also what I, as a senior brother, should do. ”

The stomachs of the head monks turned over for a while, and they all said in their hearts: "Heh, such a fart can still be swallowed whole!"

Just as Mingkong's little pony spirit and pig-faced meat Puguang were practicing disgusting and practicing happily together, a little novice hurriedly ran in and shouted at Puguang: "Oh no, no, senior brother of the temple, there is a monk who wants to come to place an order, but the strength of the ragged clothes is great, no matter how much he rushes away, he has already broken into the mountain gate, and he is sitting under the tree in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall." ”

Puguang said angrily: "Didn't you smash down the vajra carried by the statue of Wei Tuo at the mountain gate a few years ago?

Veda is the god of Buddhist protectors, holding a pestle to protect the Dharma, called the pestle to descend demons. In the temple, the statue of Lord Veda is usually erected at the mountain gate. According to the rules of the temple in the world, if the statue of the god Wei Tuo at the mountain gate of the temple carries the demon pestle in his hand on his shoulder, it means that the temple entertains the wandering monk to eat and stay here for three days; if the treasure pestle is held in the hand, it means that the temple only entertains the wandering monk to eat and stay here for one day; if the pestle is on the ground, it means that the temple does not entertain the wandering monk to eat and stay here.

Puguang scolded and rushed out in a hurry, it was hard for him to be able to trot all the way with his figure. As soon as he went out, Puguang didn't forget to turn around and shout: "Mingkong, put the food box in my meditation room." ”

Ignoring anything else, the fat man of Puguang trotted all the way to the outside of the Daxiong Treasure Hall of Qinglong Temple, and on the way, he shouted the precepts of the Dharma Protector Monk passing by. Jie Yi carried a baguette and followed Puguang, and the two came to the bottom of the tree. In front of him, he was really an ascetic, with a standard ascetic configuration: a patched monk's robe, a patched cloth pocket, a water bowl beside him, a small ring knife pinned to his waist, and a big tree behind him leaning against an iron Zen staff.

When Puguang saw this vegetable-looking monk for the first time, he immediately sighed in his heart, I am also a monk, and you are also a monk, what kind of elm pimple brain can make you mix like this, and being a monk also requires wisdom! Hey, poverty is not a real monk! No, poverty is really not a monk!

Puguang pursed his lips, held his stomach in both hands, took two steps forward, and looked at the ascetic without saying a word, his eyes showing pity. But the ascetic monk was meditating with his eyes closed, without looking at him, the monk in tattered clothes was sitting cross-legged under the ancient tree in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall of Qinglong Temple, his face was calm, his expression was serene, and he didn't seem to feel Puguang's burning gaze!

The gaze is met with ignorance, which shows the strength of the dervishe's heart. Puguang's enthusiastic gaze was coldly received, and for the first time, he felt the thickness of the dervishe's face, and suddenly understood that the ascetic in front of him must have sufficient experience in dealing with such a scene, so he had no choice but to speak: "Senior brother, where did you come from and where are you going?"

This is a common incision in the temple, a bit like the code language used by street gangs, and it is widely circulated in Buddhism. But the dervishes did not hear and did not answer.

Monk Puguang saluted first and then the soldiers, and patiently explained: "Didn't you see the statue of Wei Tuo when the senior brother entered the door? ”

The dervish seems to be a woodcut statue.

Puguang's face sank, revealing his domineering spirit as the head of the big temple, and the corners of his mouth pulled down: "Senior brother, you are too rude like this!"

The dervish seems to be asleep.

After only three things, Puguang's face turned red, which was due to the blood in his whole body filling his head. He said to a monk on the side, "Senior brother, this is sorry...... Quit resentment, and ask this senior brother to leave the temple. ”

On the one hand, he said that he should have done this a long time ago, this fat man just likes to use nonsense to brush his sense of existence. However, for the sake of him being the superintendent of the temple, he still put the baguette under his armpit and stepped forward to pull the ascetics.

Unexpectedly, the ascetic spoke at this time. The ascetic said, "Quit resentment, abstain from resentment." ”

The voice is very deep and calm, and it sounds very intimate. Quit was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart, you have been silent for so long, what is your intention to suddenly call my name?

Puguang was also stunned, and couldn't help but glance at Jieguang, and asked with his eyes, what is the relationship between you? Jieguang glanced back at Puguang, and then looked at the ascetic carefully, and then shook his head at Puguang for a while.

But the dervish seemed to go back to sleep after he spoke. Puguang suddenly understood, this ascetic monk is talking about the jargon in Buddhism, quitting greed, hatred, and ignorance. In the face of such cold humor, Monk Puguang's face turned green, and he was about to show off his loud voice, when the dervish spoke again, and his words choked in his throat.

The ascetic opened his eyes, he looked at Puguang, his eyes were pure, and he slowly said four words: "There are demons in the temple!"

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