Chapter 7 Yunzhong Temple, monk soup porridge

After being sneered at by Xiao Er, the two left in a huff. Although Lei Kunlun is irritable by nature, he has also changed and calmed down a lot after following Leng Xiao for many years, and secondly, he does not want to cause trouble for Leng Xiao.

Because of this, Xiao Er was able to be sound and unharmed. But I don't know, if this young descendant knew that the two people he had just sneered at coldly, one was Leng Xiao, a swordsman who folded flowers, and the other was Sandie*Kunlun, would he still be able to laugh.

There is nothing more interesting in life than this, hidden in the city, it is to let the whole world know you, fear you, but do not recognize you, rub shoulders without knowing, is at ease.

The person who really stood in the crowd like an emperor and made everyone timidly retreat, how could he ever be truly comfortable, and the only thing that always accompanied him was loneliness.

The two of them walked slowly, they were already hungry, and they only ate a few wild fruits on the way, and the fist-sized wild fruits were not enough to satisfy their hunger, let alone for the two big men? If it weren't for the miracle of the Immortal Pill, these two ragged people would have died in the middle of the road.

Penniless, after all, there is nothing to do to repay the debt, fortunately there is a tea stall in the corner of the road The old man is kind, seeing that the two are pitiful, he took the initiative to serve two bowls of herbal tea, and did not suspect that the two were dirty and filthy, so please sit down and rest for a while.

"Thank you, sir. ”

Leng Xiao thanked him, Lei Kunlun was already in a hurry to clench his fists, only to see the Adam's apple move up and down, and the tea bowl the size of his face was full of bowls, and it was already in his stomach, and he spit out a mouthful of turbidity happily.

Leng Xiao was not as rude as him, nor was he pretentious, he also poured it down in three or two sips, and the slightest coolness filled his heart, and he only felt extremely comfortable.

The old man glanced at the two of them a few times, especially on Lei Kunlun, paused for a while, and said: "The old man doesn't seem to be a down-and-out beggar, you should have encountered some disaster and fled here, right?"

"What the old man said is that the two of us have been staying in the mountains and forests all year round, and this dress has not been changed for more than ten years. Leng Xiao smiled.

When the old man heard this, he only felt surprised, he lived in poverty, and he was thrifty on weekdays, but he would not be able to change his clothes for more than ten years. ”

When Lei Kunlun heard this, he couldn't help but laugh innocently, and the laughter was a little desolate and abrupt for no reason, with mixed tastes, and he couldn't hear the laughter.

The old man knew that the two must be people with stories. It's just that the wind and rain in the rivers and lakes, the clouds of the world, those who laughed yesterday and cried today, who has not experienced it?

With a soft sigh, he turned his left wrist, which was never in front of him, and lifted the two layers of cloth, his rough fingers touching a horseshoe tattoo that was still legible.

"Uncle?"

The old man hurriedly rewrapped the cloth and said with a smile: "What's the matter?"

"Thank you for the tea, let's leave first, farewell!"

The old man nodded slightly and said, "Hey, it seems that you haven't eaten a full meal for a few days, and even that rough man is so hungry that his chest is pressed against his back, and he is deflated like a layer of paper." Today's soup porridge in Yunzhong Temple, you two should also go and ask for a bowl to drink. ”

After leaving, Lei Kunlun looked at Leng Xiao several times, and stopped talking, Leng Xiao couldn't help but smile and said, "If you want to go, just go." ”

Lei Kunlun's face suddenly turned happy, and he said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, young master, I'll also bring you a bowl!"

Leng Xiao shook his head and said: "Excuse me, I am most disgusted with the food that comes from me in my life, and I am even more disgusted with thieves and bald monks, how can I go to beg for porridge and drink? ”

Lei Kunlun stopped smiling, resting with joy, his mood was light, and he sighed: "Young master, it's me who lost my words." More than 20 years have passed since this happened, and I have almost forgotten it. ”

"But I won't forget. Leng Xiao waved his hand lightly and motioned for him to go quickly.

Lei Kunlun only felt that he was suddenly lacking in interest, but he was not pretentious because of this, and turned around directly.

Yunzhong Temple is kind and charitable, the monks are benevolent and virtuous, and they are prosperous with incense, and at the same time they give porridge once every half month, and many beggars can survive because of this.

It is really pitiful and pathetic people, who only drink one sip of a bowl of porridge, then find a corner to hide, and stay up for half a month, waiting for the next soup kitchen, and live forever without enough food and starvation, and his body is not as bright as a dry firewood in the firewood room.

When Lei Kunlun came, the line was already long, which made him feel respectful, the people were ignorant and immoral, not to mention that for these people, a mouthful of food meant that they could continue to live, where would they be willing to queue up?

He smacked his lips and stood at the end. When I was bored, a yellow-skinned woman came with two children, one boy and one girl, pulling the woman's sleeves on the left and right, refusing to relax.

Being stared at by Lei Kunlun, the woman looked panicked, took a few steps back, and cowered, the little boy stared at Lei Kunlun, and the little daughter had her lips curled and almost cried.

He has been crawling and rolling on the rivers and lakes for decades, licking blood from the knife edge, pinning the trouser belt of his head, the sword mountain and the sea of fire, and the oil pot of the sword array, just go in and roll a few times, and pierce a few holes in his heart, and he will not frown anymore, and his body naturally has a fierce and gangsteric spirit, not to mention being born tall, standing in front of the three of her, like a high wall, no wonder others are afraid.

Lei Kunlun hurriedly smiled kindly and said, "Madame is not in a hurry to panic, I, a down-and-out man, are also here to beg for porridge and drink, and there is no malice." ”

The woman was flattered, and hurriedly shook her hand and said, "No, no, the woman is stingy, don't take it to heart." ”

"It's okay, it's always right for a woman to be cautious when she's out and about. ”

He glanced at the woman and the two children, and they did not know how many times they had mended their clothes, and they were too thick in summer and too thin in winter.

The sleeves, trouser legs, and hems of the two children's shirts were all made of cloth on the side, gray gray, green green, almost catching up with the hundred garments worn by beggars and dervishes.

The woman glanced at Lei Kunlun's empty hand and said, "Big brother, why didn't you bring a bowl when you came to beg for porridge?"

Lei Kunlun couldn't help but take a look at it and said, "Isn't there a stack of bowls on that table?" In his opinion, those who brought bowls could take the porridge away, and those who didn't bring bowls drank it on the spot and left the bowls.

The woman seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and hurriedly said, "Big brother, you better go back quickly and bring a bowl," she paused, "If there is no bowl, even if the water scoop, stone bowl, and clay bowl are all good, as long as they can hold porridge temporarily." ”

"You can't do it without a bowl, even if you use your hands to serve it, not to mention that the porridge is hot and hot, the masters have precepts, and it is easy to leak and waste if you hold it with both hands. ”