With Wei Xiaobao paying for the big money, the food on this road is simply good. Even the inn under the Wutai Mountain is the same. The eight bowls of Jin cuisine almost made us hardly survived. Even the monks who did not arrive also prepared Shangpinzhai. The ingredients of the dishes are cooked only when someone arrives, which reveals the advantage of Xiaobao being superior to others. With the resources and materials in his hand, he can make friends with people in the world as much as possible. Others are multiple friends and multiple paths, so he has more If there are hundreds of friends and hundreds of paths, what can't be done
Naturally, after eating, he asked me to accompany me to go for a walk outside and digest, but I couldn't push it anymore. Who told me that I ended up shouting two catties of beef in a bag to eat tomorrow. If I eat people with a short mouth, I should naturally give it back.
I know very well what he meant by letting me accompany. Shuang'er is a girl and Chengguan is a monk. It’s not suitable to talk to any of them about girls. In addition, I boasted on the road for a long time. The way I saw it was all as personal experience, and he almost didn't apprentice the teacher with his saliva. It would be nice to be able to take me a piece!
Wei Xiaobao exchanged a large amount of copper coins on his shoulders, took out a picture scroll from his pocket, opened the picture scroll and stuffed two coins to someone, and asked if he saw the person in the painting and was too busy, although I was not happy. I can only follow, I imagined that I was out walking the dog...
Turning a street, a few lamas greeted me. There are many lama temples on Mount Wutai. I don’t really care about it either, but this lama is actually an improved version of Fan Seng’s later generations, because Kumazhi’s affairs are not willing to interact with each other. They were facing the front, so they turned around and pretended to watch the scenery and let them pass. Just as they passed behind me, a word came into my ears: "The decree from the top, we are required to rush by tomorrow noon. To Wutai Mountain, I was really anxious, but I didn’t know what was going on here. Isn’t that a joke?” Another lama said, “This arrangement always makes sense. You can’t bear the little lady in Datong City. ,is not it?"
The lama hurried past me. I wanted to hear it again but couldn’t understand it. Then I noticed that I saw a lot of lamas along the way. The number was far more than in the past. Somehow I thought of the occurrence of Wei Xiaobao in the Deer Tripod in Wutai Mountain. "I remember that the lama came to attack the mountain only a few months after Wei Xiaobao went to Qingliang Temple. Could it be earlier?"
At this time, Wei Xiaobao asked the two people again, and turned around to see me staring at the lama's back in a daze. He also happened to hear their chat. He couldn't help but laughed and said, "Envy? Don't say you are actually quite jealous of them. Yes, lamas can drink and go to the kiln. It’s not serious. You said that the old emperor is not a monk or a lama. It would be much more interesting to be a lama!"
When I was yelled out of my mind, I immediately lowered my throat and said with a serious face: "The situation is a little bit wrong, let's go up the mountain as soon as possible!"
Wei Xiaobao was stunned, and said hurriedly: "What's the matter?"
I beckoned to take Wei Xiaobao to take a few steps, gestured towards the lamas that can be seen everywhere on the street, and then led him around the street. There were still lamas carrying their burdens and gathering towards the town. The number of people was gradually increasing, and Wei Xiaobao was frightened. After a jump, he said anxiously: "There are too many lamas, no, something is going to happen!"
I thought that Wei Xiaobao was quite smart. I guessed what was about to happen after a little gesture, and my mind was also flexible, so I said casually: "I didn't see it, your eyesight is very good because you can't know how to work. Guess what will happen? "
Wei Xiaobao looked at me nervously and said, "I just took a closer look. There are three kilns in our town, which are not big. If so many lamas go shopping together, where will the girls finish their business? No, we have to take one. Let's talk about it!"
I spouted a mouthful of old blood: "... You are paralyzed! Is this the fuck about going to the kiln to grab girls?"
Wei Xiaobao was surprised and said: "Then what do you mean?"
Due to the situation, I had no choice but to explain to him: "Is it unclear? The lama is here to catch the old monk. We have to go up the mountain overnight. It will be too late until tomorrow!"
Wei Xiaobao exclaimed, and said in horror: "You mean, they... They..." Looking at me, I can only nod slowly: "Yes, it's about rebellion!"
Wei Xiaobao roughly counted the lamas he saw just now. He had already guessed the current power balance without evaluation. He was so frightened that he almost didn't cry: "You said it's this time, how can our 35 monks pay? No, it's not a missed itinerary. What can I do?"
I was dissatisfied in an instant: "Don't guess, why don't you think for the good of everything?-Maybe they were killed by the lama."
Wei Xiaobao: "... What should I do then?"
I know it’s a custom for this kid to slip away in trouble, and lying and deceiving is a specialty, but it’s all right when he is about to encounter a situation that is just positive. I can only give him an idea: "Didn’t I just say it? I went up the mountain to find it overnight. The old monk, then think of a way to escape or make preparations, anyway, can't wait until tomorrow, it will be too late by then!"
At this time, Wei Xiaobao could still find a way. We immediately agreed, so we hurried back to the inn to find the old monk Shuang'er and Chengguan, but we only found the old monk, and Shuang'er didn't know where he was going. , I can’t take care of that much, so I can only let Wei Xiaobao go to pack the luggage by himself, and the old monk will look for the car. I go to the counter and leave a book for Shuang'er. After Shuang'er sees the letter, he will come to the mountain to look for us.
I came to the counter and asked for a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. I knew that the calligraphy was difficult to write, but I couldn’t help it. I could only reluctantly write out the general meaning, which is not much worse than a dog chewing a cat scratching, but the meaning is still expressive. It was very clear that the carriage had arrived just after writing, so we hurriedly got in the carriage and drove all the way up the mountain.
This is actually the case in the Deer and Ding Ji. Many lamas besieged Qingliang Temple, looking for an excuse for the missing little lama, and wanted to enter the temple to search for the whereabouts of the old emperor. Wei Xiaobao took the thirty-six Shaolin monks and tried their best to fight, and finally thought of it inexplicably. A trick to get rid of the golden cicada, grabbed dozens of lamas, took off their clothes and put on them, then set the temple on fire. When the lamas caught the fire, they rushed out when they were in chaos. It happened that the emperor came to worship the mountain and caught all the lamas. —This is their method, but it doesn’t work for us.
First of all, if nothing else, the emperor will be there tomorrow afternoon, and we have no one to support it; secondly, the Lama’s attack will begin at noon tomorrow, and there is still enough time before that; third, and most importantly, the lama has not yet started. Attacking Qingliang Temple, thinking that the plan is perfect, I can't guess that we have taken the first step in understanding the first opportunity. In this case, we sneaked down the mountain and no one wanted it!
This is just like a sieged city of zombies. The zombies ran away before they came. Why are they so excited
When the Qingliang Temple arrived, the old monk Chengguan took the presiding abbot’s paper and gave an announcement. The former presiding officer of the Qingliang Temple immediately went out to welcome Master Yulin. Wei Xiaobao and he were acquaintances. After briefly describing the situation, the monk Yulin said directly: "Since this matter It’s about the safety of Master Xingzhi, so why don’t we find the Master and discuss it together?"
"Whatever," Wei Xiaobao waved his hand indifferently: "As long as they come quickly-those lamas will be here tomorrow at noon!"
Yulin smiled slightly, and led us out of the back door of Qingliang Temple to a small temple half a mile away. After lightly tapping the door, there was a bald head of 1.9 meters away ** poking out from the inside. Yulin immediately put down the magic pestle in his hand and saluted: "Master Yulin is polite!" It was the general who accompanied the old emperor to practice in the novel and used to accompany Shunzhi to charge and kill the enemy.
Yulin also politely said: "Did Master Xingzhi rest? The abbot of Shaolin has sent a new host, it is the master of obscure Ming..." "No, you made a mistake this time!" Wei Xiaobao immediately corrected: "I am this time. The person who came to be the deputy host was my cousin, and the name was bad luck!"
Yulin and Xingdian were stunned. They probably felt that the smile was not too serious, so they tried their best to hold back. His face suddenly became strange, and it looked almost like a steamed bun—I did not show any weakness, and said directly: "I I haven’t changed my name yet, but I’ve become the other half of my life. I don’t change my daughter’s money. It’s got used to my sweat—bad luck is just a name, and the skins of the world are of little importance and they value this name. Everyone, your usual The homework is not serious, this meditation is not very good!"
Xing Dian, the brainless guy didn't understand, but Yulin was like a lightning strike, and his eyes suddenly showed incredible expressions. He took a solemn look at me, bowed his head and said: "The master taught us that we are in the same position. !"
"Let's come back to talk about Zen. The most important thing is to call out Master Xingchi," I was also polite, nodded directly and ordered: "Then there is a hard work of the master of Xingzhi, let's wait in the hall."
Said it is the main hall, in fact, this small temple only has this Buddhist hall, so we rushed over with an old monk in a few minutes, and it was Wei Xiaobao who told the story of the matter again-the mouth was grinning. Wei Xiaobao was better than me. According to my statement, he asked the old monk to evade first. This was far less difficult than fighting with the enemy, so the old monk reluctantly agreed to it after a while, so we went out immediately without cleaning up.
Because we had already negotiated the money at the beginning, the driver did not leave at all. He sat in the carriage with a gourd and drank a little wine and waited. After we got out, everyone got in the car and raced down the mountain—even though the six people crowded a little, But because this is a car from the mountain market, which is different from the one used by the mountain monks, we can only squeeze it for safety.
Although Wutai Mountain is not as good as the Five Sacred Mountains, it is also a very high mountain. It takes a lot of time for the carriage to go up and down. When we saw the archway at the foot of the mountain again, the sky was clear again, and we spent the whole night in it. Hurrying up, just to be thankful that the luck was good, and the problem was solved without a bloody sword...
The carriage gradually approached the gate of the mountain. Before my pride passed, suddenly dozens of lamas appeared from the side of the road and stopped the cart. The current lama was five-faced and three-faced with ugly faces, and he held a thick and big one in his hand. Jin Chu, shouted: "Come and get off the horse!"
As soon as the car stopped, I was actually a little panicked before the lamas came around, and blurted out, "Oops!"
"What's the matter?" Because of the problem of the compartment space, except for the one I can see when I was stuck at the outside, no one could squeeze out, so they could only ask me: "Why stopped?"
"It's all my fault," I said annoyed: "How the hell did I know that I would check for drunk driving this morning-I had told my grandson to stop drinking when I knew it. Where can I get a car during the rush hour!" (End of this chapter)