Lu Zheng was puzzled: "Of course it's a monk, why are you asking this?"

Tang Xiaojiu asked again: "What about the two of us, who are we with every day?"

Lu Zheng understood that Tang Xiaojiu had something to say, so he replied according to his words: "Old Song, they are all beggars, of course they are with beggars." ”

Tang Xiaojiu grabbed Lu Zheng's arm and said loudly: "That's right! Mingkong sees monks every day, and all we see every day are beggars, Mingkong will be a monk from now on, and we will be beggars from now on." We have been in this circle for the rest of our lives, so we must leave here to become different people and do different things. Xiaozheng, we just want food to survive now, but we have never been beggars!"

Lu Zheng was still a little scared in his heart, and muttered in a low voice: "When you go somewhere else, you may still be a beggar!"

"Even if I am still a beggar, then I will go to another place to be a beggar!" Faced with such a discouraged words, Tang Xiaojiu said angrily, "The world is so big, where can't I go? It's better to go anywhere than to stay here, I've been thinking about this for a long time! Xiaozheng, the longer we stay here, the more we will either be beggars for life, or Zuihou will follow Leprosy Seven to be a dog." To be a man, you have to be ambitious, you look at the leprosy seven pups, do you want to be like that?

And you're not like me, my father and mother are long dead, but I at least know who they are and remember what they looked like. As for you, don't you want to know who your father and mother are? Don't you want to know what your father and mother look like, and when they threw you on the street, you can see that your jade pendant will not have such a thing if you are not rich or noble, and only when we get mixed up can we hope to find our parents, you know!"

Seeing Tang Xiaojiu's eyes, although he was still a little worried in his heart, seeing that Brother Jiu was so resolute, he also made up his mind and nodded vigorously. In fact, when he heard that there was a chance to find his parents, he was immediately moved, and he couldn't help but start imagining what his parents would look like in his mind.

Tang Xiaojiu relieved himself at this time, and said with a sigh of relief: "As for Mingkong, we can ask him to see if he is willing to go with us." ”

The two of them pondered for a while, and then studied how to go to the merit box of Qinglong Temple to steal money. Tang Xiaojiu was very bold and proposed to set fire everywhere to lure away the monks who were guarding the money box. Lu Zheng felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't come up with a more convenient way, so he had to listen to Tang Xiaojiu for the time being.

When the sun was about to set, I saw Lao Song coming back humming a little song, the broken bowl was shiny, and I didn't know what to eat. Earlier, when Leper Qi came with people, he heard the movement early, and escaped through the hole behind the temple, and only then did he dare to come back. Lao Song saw that the two of them were in the temple, and saw the tragic situation of the small broken temple, and sighed twice. Lu Zheng took out the steamed bun and gave it to him, but he took it but put it in the bowl and didn't eat it, talked to the two casually, disposed of a handful of hay on the ground, pulled half of the broken mat and lay down, and snored after a while.

Tang Xiaojiu snorted at Lu Zheng's snoring old Song, and the meaning was very clear: "Look at it, do you want to be like this all your life until you are old?"

Lu Zheng looked at the sleeping old Song, curled up in the grass, with gray hair on his pillow, he couldn't help but shudder, and nodded at Tang Xiaojiu. The two of them were thinking about the middle of the night and went to bed early.

After the evening class, the sound of beating wooden planks sounded in the Qinglong Temple, and a group of big bald heads lined up from the Daxiong Treasure Hall and went back to the meditation room to sleep. A little monk like Mingkong is naturally not among them, and he is still washing dishes in Jixiang Kitchen. As he was washing happily, Tang Xiaojiu and Lu Zheng came in to discuss with him the great jihua of wandering the world. Mingkong threw the rag and bowl in his hand into the basin, took out a thin bamboo stick out of nowhere, picked his teeth, and said, "Xiao Jiu, this is your idea, right?"

Tang Xiaojiu nodded.

Mingkong said to Lu Zheng again: "Don't worry about me, it's you, right?"

Lu Zheng also nodded.

Mingkong had a smile in his eyes and said, "Even if you still have some righteousness, but the master won't leave, Qinglong Temple is very suitable for me." You don't have to worry about me. When did it develop, remember to come back to see me, at that time, my Mingkong Grand Master was already the abbot of Qinglong Temple. It's Puguang's dead fat man who is burning the fire and washing the dishes here!"

He added: "In addition, as an insider, I am very responsible to tell you that there is no one in the merit box now. The fat pig would carry the incense money in the merit box to his room every night, deliberately leaving a large number of bald heads to guard the main hall, which was actually a trap. The fat man counts the money in the room every night to lose weight!"

Tang Xiaojiu was taken aback: "This fat man has the body of a pig, and he doesn't look like a pig's brain!"

Ming blanked a glance at him and said, "Yes, some people don't have a pig fat, but they have a pig brain." I don't want to think about it, if Puguang is just a greedy lazy thing, can he achieve the position of supervising the temple?"

Tang Xiaojiu hurriedly turned around and glanced at Lu Zheng, making a sudden realization, Lu Zheng said dissatisfiedly: "What do you mean by looking at me." ”

Mingkong grinned, lowered his voice and said: "But tonight is an opportunity, an ascetic came today, and he said that there are monsters in the temple, and he is relying on the tree in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall to refrain from leaving, it is estimated that he is a hard character, and he wants to knock a stroke in the hands of the dead fat man." The fat man had been grinding with him all afternoon, and there was nothing he could do, so Zuihou called a dozen Dharma protectors to work hard, but they couldn't pull him away, and it was said that even the stick that prying him broke off, so he had to sit under the tree. It seems that this wandering monk really has some way, and I heard that the dead fat man was so tired that he lay down, and he must have slept soundly at night. ”

Tang Xiaojiu and Lu Zheng both said: "There is such a thing, what kind of ascetic is it, so powerful?"

Mingkong said: "It's also the first time I've heard of such a strange person, and I've also heard from other bald people, but unfortunately I didn't see it with my own eyes at the time." However, I took the time to take a look in the afternoon, and the monk was sitting under the tree, and he looked like an ordinary middle-aged and elderly monk, who did not have three heads and six arms, and there was nothing unusual about it. ”

Lu Cheng looked worried and said, "Then he said that there are demons in the temple, are there really monsters?"

Tang Xiaojiu grabbed: "How can there be monsters in this world, it's not these 'vegetable eaters' who want to come out to scare the people, otherwise how could the people obediently send incense money!"

Lu Zheng said seriously: "Then why can't so many people lift this monk? I heard that there are really immortals in this world, this monk shouldn't be an arhat?"

Tang Xiaojiu said disdainfully: "Your skull is broken, that's what you heard from the book, can you believe this kind of thing? If there really is any immortal Buddha, Leprosy Seven can still be arrogant there! Eighty percent of this monk has martial arts on his body, don't think about the immortals for nothing, where are the immortals and bodhisattvas in this world, aren't they all made up to amuse you!"

Mingkong wrinkled his nose and said: "I don't know if there are immortals in the world, but according to the Buddhist scriptures, if people cultivate Arhats, Bodhisattvas, Buddhas, etc., they will have all kinds of magical skills, and it is not a problem to move mountains and reclaim the sea, not to mention breaking a few sticks." ”

Lu Zheng ignored Tang Xiaojiu and echoed: "Yes, yes, there are many mortal immortals in the world, and occasionally mortals become immortals!"

Tang Xiaojiu couldn't believe these things on weekdays, and looked at the way the two sang and harmonized, and sneered: "Yes, yes, the way is to eat vegetables without eating meat, and chattering at a piece of wood all day long, and you can become a Buddha!

He turned the conversation around again and said, "Okay, don't keep listening to the storyteller's fart! ”

Mingkong said: "What strategy did you just say to set fire? That won't work, I have a more haode way......

The three of them summed up for a while, and the two of them helped Mingkong wash the dishes, and it was easy to get through the middle of the night, and the night was thick all around, but there were lights everywhere in Qinglong Temple. According to Mingkong's instructions, Tang Xiaojiu and Lu Zheng dodged in the corner porch to avoid the night patrol monks who might bump into them. Fortunately, there was no accident along the way, and it was not long before the two of them had already touched the meditation room of the prison temple in the west, which was Puguang's house.

At this time, the light was still shining in the Puguang room, and there was a figure on the window, and it was obvious that the fat man had not slept yet. Both of them held their breath and crept to the window with their waists bent. Tang Xiaojiu signaled Lu Zheng to hide, he slowly straightened up and looked into the gap in the window, only to see that under the lampstand, Pu Guang was sitting on the edge of the table and counting the copper coins seriously, there was a pile of copper coins like a hill on the left side of the table in front of him, and a small pile of loose silver was piled up on the right.

The fat man looked focused, with beads of sweat on the tip of his nose and a smile on the corner of his mouth, looking very happy. Tang Xiaojiu stared at the pile of scattered silver for a while, estimated to be about a few dozen taels, enough for the two of them to wander the world for a while, and couldn't help but swallow a big mouthful of saliva. But looking at Puguang's excited look, I really don't know when I will go to sleep, no wonder Mingkong said that he counted the money to lose weight! The two had no choice but to squint their eyes in the corner of the wall and wait patiently for the opportunity.

After waiting for a long time, suddenly Puguang stood up in a hurry, and went out without knowing what to do. Tang Xiaojiu heard the movement and hurriedly got out of the corner. After looking around, he jumped to the door. I pushed the door but didn't push it, and when I got up, I saw that the boss had a copper lock on the door.

Tang Xiaojiu dragged it twice, the copper lock did not move at all, confirming that it was locked and not a cover-up, so angry that he cursed in a low voice. At this time, Lu Zheng, who was letting off the wind on the side, learn to bark as a wild cat, so he had to quickly jump back to the corner of the wall just now to hide.

I saw Puguang walking back with his pants on his face, unbuttoning the key from his belt and opening the door and entering. Lu Zheng saw it in his eyes and said hurriedly: "What can I do about this? This fat man is too fine, the window is bolted, and he doesn't forget to lock the door before going to the toilet." Tang Xiaojiu raised his food signal and whispered.

As he was talking, there was a sound of footsteps, and not far away, Mingkong approached with a tray, and there was a bowl on the tray, and I don't know what was in it. When Mingkong came to Puguang Gate, he first looked around, where did Tang Xiaojiu learn to call insects. Mingkong smiled at the corner of his mouth, went up and knocked on the door, and said in a low voice: "Senior Brother Jian Temple, I am Mingkong." ”

Puguang in the room did not respond, but directly opened the door, and when he saw Mingkong holding a tray in his hand, he smiled. Mingkong smiled sneeringly: "Senior brother, I'm still working on the affairs of the temple in the middle of the night, this bowl of ginseng soup is specially used by me to make up for you." ”

Puguang stretched out his hand and touched Mingkong's bald head, and said with a smile: "Mingkong, you are still clever in the entire Qinglong Temple, and follow me steadfastly, although you are suffering a little at the moment, that is, your qualifications are not enough." After two years, the temple will promote you as a meal, and in the future, the fragrant soup kitchen will be your one-acre and three-point land!"

Ming Kong thanked him for his succession, hurriedly handed over the ginseng soup, and said, "Senior brother, drink it quickly, it's not good if it's cold." Puguang picked up the bowl, drank it in a few sips, threw the bowl on the tray, and said with a smile: "Senior brother still has some things to do today, you can come back tomorrow to deliver soup." Ming Konglian claimed that it was, and hurriedly left with a cigarette on his plate, glancing at the corner of the wall in a hurry.

Tang Xiaojiu heard the first two words of the rice as a rice bucket, and almost didn't laugh out loud, Mingkong has been holding Puguang's stinky feet for many years, and he almost didn't rush to wipe Puguang's asshole, but when he arrived, he asked him to make a rice bucket, isn't this scolding?

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