Chapter 7: The Farmer and the Serpent
Su Heng and the monk still found an inn, but the first thing they did was not to look for wine, but to quickly take a shower and change into clean clothes.
Because of the way they are now, no restaurant dares to let them in.
But even then, they were in trouble.
The only few copper coins on Su Heng's body were scoffed at by the shopkeeper, saying that this was already an old coin from many years ago and was not worth anything at all, so Su Heng couldn't even afford a piece of clothing, but fortunately, the monk lent him a set of monk robes from Landa Mountain, so he could barely cope with it.
But when they got dressed and walked out of the inn, they found that they had no money to buy wine.
"Where's your money, savage?"
"Didn't you hear what the shopkeeper said? It's old money, it's worthless. ”
Su Heng was a little dissatisfied with the monk still calling him a savage, didn't he see that he had become a little whiter now? After the Nameless Heart Method broke through the first entrance, his dark skin became whiter again, although it was not yet a little white face, but at least it was not as excessive as the black one.
"Don't just ask me, what about your money, didn't you take so much wine from the inn last time?"
The monk was a little embarrassed by Su Heng's question, and after a while, he said solemnly, "My master said that monks don't need money to walk outside. ”
"In other words, we don't have any money for this inn now?"
"I guess that's what I can say. ”
"Did you have anything you didn't bring?" asked the monk.
"Take it all with you. ”
"Then we'll just keep quiet and just leave. ”
"Is this good?" the monk asked more if he felt that such a noble personality should not continue to degenerate like this.
Su Heng glanced at the monk with disdain, "Why don't you go and try to make a fate?"
The monk hesitated for a moment, and then decisively followed Su Heng out of the inn. Seeing that they didn't take anything out, the shopkeeper didn't ask much, after all, the things were still there when the people were gone, who would have thought that the monk had the legendary holy relic Sumeru mustard seeds?
Both of them are wearing monk's robes, if it is not for the unique pattern of Landa Mountain, in fact, it is an ordinary white linen clothes, and it does not look abrupt when walking on the street.
This is a simple town, Su Heng led the monk to walk around the town, and found that there were a total of sixteen inns, only five restaurants, and many small restaurants for eating. But after walking down this circle, not only Su Heng, but also the monks noticed an extremely embarrassing problem.
"Do we have money to eat?"
"It doesn't seem like there's a ......"
"So what are we hanging around here?"
"How do I know? Didn't you take me around for a long time?"
The conversation between the two people soon disappeared, because the content of the conversation was extremely heavy, and there was no food without money, which was indeed a very important lesson in life for two young people who had just stepped into the world.
"Why don't you shave your hair and go with me to make a relationship?" My master said that it is normal for a monk to walk outside the world. ”
After thinking about it for a long time, the monk patted his head and said to Su Heng.
"Shave your hair? That's not going to work. Su Heng's head shook like a rattle, "It's better to beg, you don't need any skills, just write a few words and squat on the street." ”
"If my master knew, he would have let me ascend to heaven directly. ”
"Anyway, God knows, you know and I know, what are you worried about?" Su Heng was like a fallen demon, tempting the monk.
The poor monk lived for twenty years, and the first time he went out, he met Su Heng, the soldier who came out of the barracks.
The monk was scheming and simple-minded, and was instigated by Su Heng, he really felt that this was a good way, writing a few words and sitting on the street, he didn't need to walk back and forth, and he didn't need to speak, it was indeed easier than Huayuan.
"Then ...... Try it?" the monk asked cautiously.
Su Heng patted the monk on the shoulder, "The son can be taught!" After speaking, he laughed out loud, never thinking that if he was known by the living Buddha of Landa Mountain, even if the living Buddha was merciful, he was afraid that he would be killed alive to light the sky lantern.
As a result, there were two more beggars in the town, two beggars who were wrapped in monks' robes and squatted on the ground, and could not even speak.
Half an hour passed, and no one came......
An hour passed, and there was not even a dog......
Two hours passed, and the monk felt that his legs were numb, "I think I believe in your evil, and the Buddha despises me." ”
"What's the matter? A beggar is also a job that earns money by his own efforts, it's better than those robbers who rob houses, right?" Su Heng pursed his mouth.
seemed to be moved by Su Heng's words, there was really someone walking towards Su Heng, this person was the most ordinary farmer in the town, unremarkable, but Su Heng seemed to see the brilliance of humanity from this person, and he was a little moved.
"Are you hungry?" asked the farmer.
Su Heng and the monk nodded like pounding garlic, and they couldn't wait to twist their heads off and smash them on the ground.
"It's the first time we've seen a beggar in Chunfeng Town, so why don't you go to the house with me to eat something, so you can fill your stomach at best. The farmer smiled on his swarthy face.
Su Heng wanted to be polite, but the monk had already stood up directly and followed the farmer.
"This guy ......" Su Heng felt that this monk had completely lowered his grade, and he seemed to be unbearable, and he would solve you in one meal? This is too cheap......, isn't it? You'll need to add another bowl of soup or something.
Su Heng couldn't help but slap himself, this is too bottomless, what is the point.
The farmer's house was very dilapidated, and there was still a thick spider web hanging on the door, and a palm-sized spider was lying on the web, looking coldly at the three people who had come over, as if trying to figure out how to eat them.
"It's been a long time since there have been guests at home, so you can find a place to sit and I'll bring you some porridge. The farmer laughed plainly, dusted off the thick dust from the wooden stool, and walked towards the back room.
"There are still many good people in this world, you see how real this farmer is, I think what the master said about human nature is good. The monk waved his hand, swept away the dust in front of him, and then sat down leisurely.
Su Heng pursed his lips, although he didn't see anything, but he always felt that something was wrong, how could he be taken in by others as soon as he went to the street to beg? If this was the case, then the world would have been the same a long time ago, why were there frequent wars? Besides, this room revealed a gloomy atmosphere, and it didn't look like it had been inhabited for a long time.
Just as Su Heng was muttering to himself, the farmer came over with two bowls of white rice porridge, and the monk hurriedly got up and saluted the farmer, "Thank you." ”
Su Heng also put aside his doubts for the time being and took the bowl in the farmer's hand.
The white rice porridge was very thin, and there were several rice grains in it, and Su Heng looked at the farmer with an expectant look, so he had no choice but to bring it to his mouth.
Suddenly, the hairs on Su Heng's body exploded violently, and a cold current rushed down his back directly to the top of his head, and he sensed great danger rushing towards him, and at this moment, a white shadow shot out of the bowl and bit straight towards his throat.
Su Heng's eyes tightened, and his fingers also reached out instantly, and just when Bai Ying was about to bite his throat, he grabbed Bai Ying.
It's a tiny poisonous snake with a snow-white body!
As soon as this snow-white poisonous snake was caught, it directly twisted its body and bit Su Heng's hand, which was amazing.
Su Heng snorted coldly, there are countless poisonous insects in the Beiji Desert, and it is simply wishful thinking to hurt him with this little poisonous snake.
I saw that his fingers shook slightly, and the snow-white poisonous snake seemed to be penetrated by an invisible force, and it hung down softly.
"Look for death!"
Su Heng's left hand was like an iron claw, and he grabbed the farmer's throat in the blink of an eye, "Say, who instructed you." ”
As soon as the farmer wanted to open his mouth to speak, Su Heng twisted the farmer's neck with a slight movement of his left hand.
"Why don't you kill someone when he finishes speaking?" the monk grabbed the snow-white poisonous snake with two fingers and ripped it off his neck, and then a burst of Buddha light surged, and a few drops of poisonous blood slipped from the wound.
"There's not much need, this person has a will to die. Su Heng looked at the other poisonous snake that crawled out of the farmer's mouth and stepped on it.