"Is it easy to find a monk?" Bai Yutang felt very curious, "Cat, you have a way."
"That's right." Zhan Zhao stretched out his hand and patted his chest, "Here is the local snake!"
"The local cat is more or less the same." Bai Yutang shook his head, and followed Zhan Zhao out.
After going around, Zhan Zhao took Bai Yutang to the gate of the largest temple in Kaifeng Prefecture - Qingshan Temple.
The old monk Bai Yutang of Qingshan Temple is also familiar with it. When a young monk sweeping the floor at the door saw Zhan Zhao coming, he was immediately overjoyed and ran up, "Amitabha, Lord Zhan, Lord Bai."
Zhan Zhao patted him on the shoulder, "Xiao Jingcheng, is your Master of Restraining Anger here?"
The little monk named Jingcheng shook his head, showing some helplessness on his face, "Master Zhan, do you still need to ask? The insane monk is probably drinking and eating meat in the backyard right now."
Bai Yutang sounded fresh, and couldn't help asking Zhan Zhao, "Can monks still eat meat and drink wine?"
Zhan Zhao winked at him, "That's why he's an insane monk." After speaking, he walked back.
The backyard of Qingshan Temple is a vegetable field, and behind the vegetable field is a melon field. On weekdays, there are young monks from Qingshan Temple planting farms in the vegetable field, but there are no people walking around in the melon field behind. A hut was built, and a person who looked after the melon fields lived in This was the most idle job in the whole Qingshan Temple. The monk watching the melon field is refraining from anger, the wine and meat monk is crazy, and behaves mischievously all day long.
All the monks in Qingshan Temple don't know how to get rid of anger. He suddenly appeared in the temple seven years ago. At that time, he was seriously injured, and it was still raining heavily. He lay at the door as if he was dead, crying, as if he had experienced some great misfortune. The abbot of Qingshan Temple rescued him, and when he woke up after being in a coma for four days, he became lonely and silent, his eyes were lifeless, so he stayed here and became a monk.
The abbot said that he had depression in his heart, and asked all the monks not to interfere in his life, and let him figure it out slowly. It's a pity that after so many years, he still didn't figure it out.
Since that day, no one has mentioned his name, identity, or past. He doesn't talk, doesn't socialize with anyone, and goes his own way every day, drinking, drinking and eating meat.
The only advantage is that his melons are really well grown, sweet and delicious, big and full of water.
There used to be a few young monks who wanted to trouble him, but they didn't even know how they flew out of the melon shed in the end. After being here, no one came in to steal melons and eat them. Until five years ago, a young man who had just come to Kaifeng came to eat melons in the melon field and told him to catch him.
Jie An came out to catch the young man, but unexpectedly he was as smart as a cat, he didn't catch him for a long time, and watched him finish eating a melon, in front of his own face.
Jie Chen was furious, but the young man even leaned over to him, wiped his watermelon-stained hands with his sleeve, and clicked his tongue, "Monk, it's time to change your clothes. Dressed in felt."
Jie Chen stared at him, raised his hand and punched again.
The young man fled here and there, picking melons by the way, "Which one is better? I have to pick two more."
"You arrogant little thief!" Jie Chen could be considered to have spoken, perhaps because he hadn't spoken for a long time, he was suddenly forced to choke out a sentence, his voice was hoarse.
"Oh! So you think I'm a thief." The young man stretched out his hand to stop him, "I'm a guest of the abbot, and he's playing chess with Mr. Bao. He told me that the melons here are sweet. If I eat them, I'll pick them again." Two go to the well to freeze."
Jie An was taken aback for a moment, "The abbot asked you to come?"
"That's not true." The boy looked depressed, "Hey, the old monk lied to me that there is a fun kid here, and asked me to come and tease him, kid?"
Jie Chen stared at the young man for a long time, the man had a bright smile on his face, when he saw him, he felt puzzled, why? Why in this world, some people are so happy, and they are so happy that it is natural, while some people are always depressed, and the depression is endless.
"What are you laughing at!" Jie Chen growled as he watched him laugh more and more unhappy.
The boy blinked, and stretched out two fingers to poke the corners of his mouth, "My mother said that I was born with a natural smile, and I always look like this!"
"Fart!" Jie Chen pointed at him, "Don't laugh!"
The young man seemed to be quite naughty by nature, and he gritted his teeth at him, "Smiling half-smile, cry if you are not convinced!"
"Stinky boy!" Jie Chen kicked over, and the boy stepped on his knees and stepped over the top of his head as if climbing stairs, landed on a melon and continued to bark his teeth at him, "Just laugh!"
Jie Chen has already seen that this young man's kung fu is extremely high, so he didn't want to play the most temper tantrum with him any more, he took out the knife from the melon shed, and wanted to fight with him.Say you. Zhan Zhao was upset, "Why don't you ask, aren't you curious?" "
Bai Yutang was funny, "People say that curiosity killed the cat. Have you ever heard that curiosity killed the white mouse? Besides, you also heard what Jie Chen said. When I was young, I couldn't make a dull fart with three sticks."
The corners of Zhan Zhao's mouth curled up, and just as he was about to say a few words to him, he saw a figure appearing in front of him.
Zhan Zhao stretched out his hand and motioned for Bai Yutang to look, "Little monk."
Bai Yutang also saw it, there was a young monk walking hurriedly in front of him, it was the person he saw in the temple that night.
At this time, the little monk just raised his head, and he saw Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang at a glance.
After the two sides exchanged glances, the monk was taken aback, then turned and ran away.
Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao frowned, split up and chased after him. So Bai Yutang walked, Zhan Zhao ran across the roof, followed the little monk into the streets of Kaifeng.
At the same time, all three of them heard a strange wind coming from the top of their heads (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com