As soon as the words came out, Shen Du knew that he was wrong.
Even if he didn't know much about Tianji Temple, he knew that this place was a place with extremely strict discipline. It was extremely rare for this bald donkey to prepare some meat for himself.
Besides, with his current injury, isn't drinking alcohol courting death
His eyelids jumped, and when he raised his eyes again, he saw at a glance the monk who was about to go out and stopped, so he inexplicably remembered the previous "illusion".
Those icy eyes...
In the middle of nowhere, a sense of survival came up, and before he turned around, Shen Du said without saying a word: "No, no, I don't drink, I'm just making a joke with you, don't mind, don't mind. Don't mind."
"… "
The medicine basket was still in his hand, and when the monk turned his head, he only saw Shen Du's smiling face. It seems that the question of drinking just now is really not by nature, but it is just a joke.
I have my own thoughts in my heart, but I didn't care about Shen Du.
After all, he has taken back his words.
So the monk stopped for a while, looked at him for a while, then withdrew his unwavering calm gaze, and went out the door as usual.
The afterglow has slanted.
He turned around and closed the door, his figure was squeezed into a line by the crack of the door, and soon disappeared on the rugged mountain path with the faint moon-white.
Shen Du leaned against the window and saw that his shadow was gone. Recalling the strange feeling just now, he only felt that the monk's temper might not be as kind as it appeared on the surface.
but…
"Ride the donkey and read the songbook, let's wait and see... until I get better..."
How easy is it to find a monk in Tianji Temple who can't do martial arts
Not only did he want to eat meat and drink alcohol, but he also forced the monk to eat meat and drink alcohol!
At that time, let's see if he can have such an air!
With a cold snort, Shen Du felt unhappy in his heart. He sat down and regarded the chicken wrapped in lotus leaf as a monk who annoyed him.
Then I took a scroll of scriptures and lay down on the bed to read it.
The monks came back after dark.
The medicine basket was already filled with many herbs that Shen Du knew or did not know. After being washed by him one by one, a small part of it was added to the stove and boiled into a soup; the other part was put into a medicine cup and slowly smashed with a medicine pestle.
Needless to say, the former went into Shen Du's stomach, and the latter went to Shen Du's body.
After finishing all this, the monk carefully added a lot of charcoal to the stove to ensure that it could burn until the middle of the night before leaving.
Like yesterday, he still didn't spend the night in the bamboo hut.
This made Shen Du feel a little strange.
This bamboo hut is located on the back mountain of Tianji Temple. No matter how you look at it, it is a place that is so pure that it cannot be purified any more. It has everything that should be used in daily life, and even Buddhist scriptures that the monks need for their daily practice.
It stands to reason that it is not like a temporary resting place.
But the monks came down the mountain twice a day in the middle of the night. After finishing their affairs in the middle of the night, they went back to the mountain to sleep.
Just looking at it like this, Shen Du felt tired, let alone a monk who didn't even have the slightest bit of martial arts
Could it be…
Is he occupying the bed where he usually rests, so the other party can only go back to the mountain
Shen Du didn't know the answer.
But after observing it for ten consecutive days, it was like this every day.
The time when monks come to the bamboo house is very regular: they don’t come early in the morning; when it’s near noon, they bring something to eat, and they also bring some scriptures to copy or study; After "serving" Shen Du, he went out to collect the medicine with Yao Lou, and then boiled the medicine for him, pounded the medicine, and changed the medicine.
There will naturally be a lot of embarrassment during this period.
But firstly, Shen Du was used to being served by others. Although he didn't say that he would stretch out his hand to eat and open his mouth, it was not far off; secondly, the monk was calm and calm, giving people the feeling that Mount Tai had collapsed in front of him, but his color was not. sense of change.
So even if there is any embarrassment, there is no embarrassment between the two.
At first, Shen Du was barely able to walk; after two days, he returned with energy and was able to get dressed and walk outside; on the eleventh day, what he had been looking forward to for a long time finally arrived—
Woke up overnight, and the two pulses of Ren and Du in the body have healed!
Originally, he was seriously injured that day, and the meridians all over his body were cut off. But these days, he is not a fool.
Renting the two veins is the foundation of practice.
If you can repair these two most important meridians first, you will be able to restore at least one third of your strength, which will definitely solve your urgent needs!
So these days, he seems to be at the mercy of the monk to eat, drink and drink, but he is secretly repairing the two veins of Ren and Du, just for a speedy recovery.
It's a shame that God's Secret Art is already domineering.
Forcibly urging the power to repair it did not cause too much damage to the meridians, but compared to the original broad and thick meridians, it was slightly more fragile.
Just because of this, Shen Du didn't even think about giving up the idea of practising the ** Divine Art.
When Fang woke up on this day, he opened his eyes and felt a sense of luck. He was a little overjoyed, rolled over and sat up from the bed.
Fortunately, the movement was not large, otherwise the wound would have to be cracked.
Sitting cross-legged, putting both hands on the knees, and making a seal with the fingers, the heart has completely calmed down.
Although Shen Du is young, he is a real junior among the first-class figures in the arena today, but his cultivation skills are admired by everyone.
One is to practice early, and the other is to be domineering.
Twenty years later, his internal strength and attack power have already surpassed many old guys, and he is a veritable "first-rate".
Those who are stronger than Gu Zhao still need to rely on chance and rely on their predecessors to pass on the skills; Shen Du's skills are all built by himself, even if the way is very evil, no one dares to say anything.
Now that the internal energy has been fortunate and gone between the two meridians, Shen Du only feels that the power that has been dormant for many days has finally returned to himself.
Although it is still a long way from its heyday, it is comfortable enough.
At this moment, all he wanted to do was raise his head to the sky and let out a long whistle, so that the stagnation that had been condensed in his chest for the past few days was released!
But it's not on its own territory.
He opened his mouth and closed his eyes again.
Shout out cool
It doesn't really matter, but if you recruit other people from Tianji Temple, you will be courting death.
Although Shen Du felt that even if he was only one-third of his strength, he could still have a certain amount of self-protection. After all, Tianji Temple did not kill.
But more is worse than less.
He endured it, jumped straight off the bed, landed lightly on the ground, stretched, pushed the door and walked out.
At this hour, the monk has not come yet.
There was another light snow last night, and now the sun is out, the snow on the roof is beginning to melt, dripping down the eaves.
The air was filled with the fragrance of moist earth and slightly bitter medicine, the green bamboo swayed, and the skylight, which was purer than snow, shone through the gaps in the bamboo shadows like chicken feet.
Shen Du walked down the steps lightly, looked up and looked up, and suddenly felt very quiet and clean in his heart.
Perhaps it was because the injury had healed, and his cultivation had returned a lot. He even stood there for a long time without realizing it.
Until the sound of footsteps in the distance came.
So he turned his head to look, and in his vision was a winding mountain road going up the mountain to the Tianji Temple. The lower part was a little depressing, and the higher part was full of emerald green cedars decorated with snow, which was very beautiful.
But no one.
At least not yet.
The five senses of an expert are far beyond ordinary people.
Even footsteps from far away can be heard.
Shen Du knew that someone had come down.
The footsteps were exactly the same as the footsteps he had heard all these days. He was calm and calm, and he didn't have to think to know that it was the monk.
He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment.
Then he didn't go back to the house, he just sat on the steps of the bamboo house and waited, his eyes also fell on the end of the mountain road, watching leisurely.
After a while, the footsteps got closer.
At the end of the mountain road, a moon-white figure with a food box appeared. The light color of the monk's robe was particularly dazzling in the waning grass color of the winter in the mountains.
This was the first time that Shen Du looked at him like this.
He didn't seem to notice that someone was looking at him at the end, just carrying the small food box and walking across the moss-covered rocks.
Be a little careful along the way.
It seems that he is afraid of slipping, and he is afraid of hurting the rest of the creatures passing through the mountain road.
Even the branches that were crushed last night and fell down in the road, he would stop, bend over to help them up, and stand aside.
Although it was still far away, Shen Du could already imagine his demeanor and actions.
That pair of beautiful hands that are comparable to gods and Buddhas, they don't mind the snow and ice on the branches, nor the muddy water on the stems and leaves, nor the thorns entwining them. Pounding medicine, copying scriptures, or even feeding porridge, gently leaning aside...
"scoff..."
Suddenly, he chuckled lightly, and his brows were raised, showing a bit of wickedness. Shen Du couldn't tell where the discomfort that suddenly came up in his heart came from.
Is it because of the monk's unrepentant compassion
Or is it because he has the same compassion for anyone, everything, and the existence of tasks, and does not differ from person to person
or…
Simply because he is evil, he is bad, so it is not good to see people
Shen Du suddenly did not understand himself.
But he is not someone who loves to find out the root cause, so he just put it aside so ignorantly.
A person sits on the steps, one leg is raised and bent, the other leg is hanging down flat, and both elbows are supported on the ground along with the leaning body.
- The slutty who wants to lie down.
The monk didn't notice it at first, but only when he got closer did he realize that Shen Du had actually come out.
For a while, his brows furrowed slightly.
Shen Du guessed that he should think that the weather outside was too cold and that he should not be here, not that he was not looking good at the moment.
So he smiled: "What did you bring to eat today?"
The monk remained silent.
Facing Shen Du's frivolous and teasing question, his expression didn't change at all. He only carried the food box and walked up the steps beside him, as if he was going to go inside.
Shen Du stretched out his hand and grabbed the corner of his clothes.
"Hey, I've already sat outside, what are you going to do with it?"
Lazily, he just looked up at him with his head half paralyzed, as if he had no bones, and there was a hint of a smile that was not a smile on his lips.
"Eat out."
I know clearly that he is going to eat, but if I don't know, I can't think about it when I see it like this
But the dumb monk will definitely not think crooked.
He was already very tall, and when he stood looking at Shen Du like this, he naturally lowered his eyes, but he didn't feel the slightest contempt.
Shen Du felt that the bald donkey from this angle also looked very charming.
He smiled involuntarily, but there was already a hint of sarcasm in his words: "Why, you have to eat in it?"
The monk's eyes flickered for a while, and he seemed to be full of compassion for the common people, but when he really pondered it, he felt that it was too calm and not turbulent, so that it was a little cool.
He didn't go.
Taking a step back, he leaned down and put the food box down.
As soon as the lid was opened, the hot aroma wafted out.
Today it turned out to be a small half of an elbow with sauce. The dark and oily sauce dyed the elbow all over, but underneath was a circle of eggplants soaked in oil, cut into slices and lined up.
The oil is all steamed from the elbow, and the eggplant just absorbs the oil.
This dish seems to have put a lot of thought into it.
I'm not a master chef, I'm afraid I can't make it.
Shen Du's previous doubts popped up again. After watching for a while, he suddenly raised his head and asked, "I'm really wondering, who made this thing? Where did you buy it, and it's still hot when you buy it? Is it still hot in the morning? After you buy it, bring it back to your Tianji Temple. Is the kitchen hot?"
"… "
The monk was bringing out the sauced elbow so that he could easily take out the rice that was placed under it.
At this time, the distance between the two suddenly became very close.
Eye to eye, nose to nose, lips...
Also to the lips.
If you get close enough, you will meet.
The monk was stunned for a moment.
After Shen Du asked, he was suddenly stunned.
He didn't know why the monk was startled, maybe it was because he didn't expect it; but he was really taken aback by the sudden closeness, and even more so by his flawless appearance...
Especially these eyes.
In the deep ancient well, perhaps because of this moment of stunnedness, there was a faint wave. Like falling into a dead leaf, swaying the ripples of silence.
Shen Du saw his own reflection inside.
A perfect skin, with a little bit of evil spirit that can't be hidden, is something that others can't see clearly, but he can see it at a glance.
Bad to the core.
Perhaps it was not quite right, the monk raised his body slightly and pulled away from him.
He raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes.
The maliciousness in my heart came out like leeks again and again, and I couldn't cut it cleanly. Shen Du suddenly felt itchy teeth, and wanted to bite the monk's throat and be a real "snake".
Unfortunately…
This is the farmer who warms him and feeds him for now.
not the right time yet.
Tolerate.
Shen Du put on a smile all over his face, pure goodness was terrifying, and there was a bit of doubt in his eyes: "What's wrong?"
The monk looked at him and said nothing.
After retreating, take out the tableware and chopsticks as usual, and then go into the house to copy the scriptures. Just when he was about to lift a step, he was dragged again.
It was still Shen Du, and the hand that tugged at the corner of his shirt just now.
Only this time, he wasn't pulling the edge of his clothes, but a light brown wooden sign that was six inches long and two fingers wide hanging around his waist.
The slender pale fingers, with a light hook, were pulled down.
There are no patterns at all, just two regular seal characters are engraved on the front—
Don't say anything.
"Don't say anything?"
Shen Du flipped through it and subconsciously thought it was something like a token or a waist badge that could prove his identity, so he flipped his palm and raised his head to ask.
"Your name?"
For the past ten or so days, he has been enjoying the help of the monks with peace of mind, from the treatment of his injuries to his daily necessities. Although he inquired about the affairs of the Tianji Temple, and even inquired about the ghost Shanzai, he had never asked the monk's dharma name.
On weekdays, it is either a monk, a hello, or even...
Bald donkey.
Cough, this monk didn't turn his back on him, so he had a good temper.
Of course, it seems a little awkward to ask such a question now.
Of course the monk didn't expect him to ask such a question, and he didn't answer for a while.
But before he could respond, Shen Du had already given him the wooden sign and hung it back on his waist.
Although it is a sword-practicing hand, it does not have any excess calluses.
Slim and nimble.
With only a slight lift and a turn, the wooden sign was already hung up.
Shen Dushi didn't think in any other direction at all, he just said, "If you don't say anything, that means you don't speak. This dharma name complements you well, it's pretty good."
"… "
The monk pursed his lips slightly, glanced at the wooden sign still swaying around his waist, his lips were slightly open, and something flashed at the bottom of his eyes, as if he was about to speak.
But at the end, it closed silently again.
Shen Du, who only raised his head at this time, naturally didn't notice the strangeness at all. He just sat cross-legged in front of the bowl, stuck his chopsticks into his elbow, and poked it.
He picked out the most pleasing piece of meat and took a bite.
Then he suddenly remembered something, looked sideways at the monk who hadn't left, and said with a smile: "By the way, I remembered that, yesterday I read your scriptures and said that Buddha once cut flesh to feed eagles and sacrificed his life to feed tigers. Said that if I were that eagle or that tiger, would you be willing to cut the flesh and sacrifice your life?"
"… "
long silence.
The monk didn't answer for a while, and Shen Du just stared at him with that elbow in, as if he had to wait for an answer.
In fact, he felt that the monk was very submissive.
For the past ten days, he felt that he was going too far, but this monk who was called "no words" didn't resist at all, and served as usual.
If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't know him, he would have suspected that he was raising a dog.
From a worldly point of view, this is definitely a good monk who is compassionate and merciful.
Although Shen Du asked this, he felt that he knew the answer—
The monk should answer yes.
So at this moment, the monk didn't speak, he didn't ask any questions, he just waited for him to say the answer he wanted.
Unexpectedly...
After staring at him quietly, as if to see through him for a long time, the monk smiled slightly and shook his head gently.
He asked, Buddha once cut flesh to feed eagles and sacrificed himself to feed tigers. You said that if I were the eagle or the tiger, would you be willing to cut the flesh and give up your life
He shook his head.
This is…
Don't want to? !
Unwilling to cut flesh, unwilling to sacrifice, unwilling to cross him.
Shen Du held the piece of meat and was stunned.
He didn't react for a long time, he just felt that the monk shook his head and subverted all his cognition of him!
In my heart, there was an absurd feeling.
He was still a little dazed until he finished the meal without knowing the taste, watching the monk take away everything and then follow the old road to the mountain.
"Buddha can cross vultures and tigers, but this dead vulture is not willing to cross me?!"
The chopstick in his hand was not put down, so it was not taken away by the monk.
Shen Du gradually recollected the taste, and with a "smack" he threw the chopsticks down, splashed a few pieces of mud, and stuck them on the ground.
"It's amazing, it's amazing, the monks are so rude these days, they don't even bother to save face..."
This monk, I am afraid that he has not seen his true nature
Shen Du looked at the direction where the monk was leaving, and then looked at the high Tianji Temple on the top of the mountain. The dim light flickered in the bottom of his eyes, only revealing a deeply hidden evil and danger.
His teeth clenched slightly, but he smiled.
"It doesn't matter if you don't cross it..."
There are many monks in the Tianji Temple. It is not easy to find a suitable one
It happened that his cultivation had recovered by a third today, so he wanted to see what was going on here.
Just in time, I also explored the legendary three-volume Buddhist collection.
As soon as he made up his mind, Shen Du let out a sigh of relief. Seeing that there was no one around, he quietly followed the mountain road and followed.