Chapter 34 Going to Anming
When Zuo Chen went down the mountain carrying the bear's head, Wang Erniu had been waiting at the entrance of the village for a long time.
He was wandering around in the same place, with anxiety written all over his face. He could be said to be restless.
Wang Erniu turned his head and saw the two people walking down the mountain, and he happily approached them.
“Taoist Priest!”
After getting close to him, Wang Erniu discovered that Zuo Chen was holding something dark in his hand. He took a closer look and saw that it was the head of the blind black bear from before!
Staring at Blind Xiong’s head, Wang Erniu felt ecstatic in his heart, but he also felt horrified.
It was too dark, so if you couldn’t see clearly, you might have thought it was the Taoist priest carrying someone’s head!
"The disaster in your village is caused by this thing. After I kill it, there will be no strange things happening in the village at night."
Zuo Chen said to Wang Er Niu Dao, Wang Erniu smiled like a chrysanthemum.
He then asked:
"Taoist Master, is this bear the monk? It looks like a human but not a monster to me. How can a bear be so smart?"
Zuo Chen Hearing this, he shook his head:
"The monk is just a monk. This matter has nothing to do with him. He was just like your village, and met a bear when he went up the mountain and was eaten."
Wang Erniu nodded as if he understood.
Then things went smoothly. Wang Erniu took the bear head and went to the village chief's house. When he put the head on the table of the village chief's house, the village chief was so frightened that he almost pulled it over. Waiting for him After regaining consciousness, he confirmed over and over again whether this thing on the mountain was indeed causing harm.
After getting the affirmative answer, the village chief burst into tears and laughed. He went directly into the house, took a gong and a suona, and asked his wife to find a red damask for him. He rushed out of the house while playing, dancing and beating the gong. As he rushed, he shouted:
"The disaster is over! The disaster is over!"
Originally, the people in the village thought that their own village The pressure is too much, it’s crazy. But after hearing that the village chief was beating gongs and drums outside and dancing for a long time without encountering anything bad, some brave villagers came out to take a look.
The village chief was also happy. Every time he saw someone, he told what happened today. After hearing that the cause of the disaster was a black bear and that its head had been chopped off, other people in the village They all started to smile.
Many people who were so happy even shouted and danced with the village chief and patrolled the village at night.
After all this hard work, the village chief’s team got bigger and bigger. There were people playing gongs, drums, lighting lanterns, singing, and some yelling, “God sent such a wild bear to cause trouble.” We do not want to be sons of men.”
The village chief walked in the front, playing the suona, his face turned red.
The whole night was as lively as the New Year.
Just when everyone in the village was awake, the village chief asked people to move out the Eight Immortals table again, and quickly urged those who could work to cook. When the sky was slightly bright, he put it on A banquet was prepared for Zuo Chen and others.
Zuo Chen didn't shirk and had a banquet with the villagers.
The banquet ended at three o'clock in the morning. The villagers who had not slept well last night also returned to their houses and slept soundly. The village chief also drank a little too much last night and is now dizzy. He was taken back to the room by his wife.
After waiting at the village gate, Wang Erniu was the only one left to see them off.
"Taoist, the village chief asked me to honor you."
Wang Erniu simply moved out a basket of broken silver, and Zuo Chen weighed the weight of the silver with his hands.
About three pounds.
It is far less than what Liu Lezi gave at that time, but it shows his sincerity.
"Then the village chief also said that he saw that the Taoist priest was on his way. There happened to be a strong donkey and a cart in the village. Let the Taoist priest use it first."
Someone A donkey was led from the side, and the donkey was also pulling a cart made of wooden boards. Wang Erniu picked up the basket of silver with one hand and placed it on the cart.
At a glance, there are many other baskets on the car, which are piled with fresh fruits and vegetables, as well as dried meat soaked in salt.
There is also a rather large gourd filled with wine, which Caiyi specially asked for yesterday.
The donkey looked a little stubborn and grunted, as if he was not very satisfied with his seemingly weak new owner. Zuo Chen walked up to the donkey's ears and slapped him on the head. The donkey instantly Then he became honest.
The villagers next to Wang Erniu thought it was novel. The donkey was strong and durable. It was a good donkey, but its temper was a little tough. Unexpectedly, it couldn't play well next to the Taoist priest.
Zuo Chen rode on the donkey, and Cai Yi sat on the back beside the silver basket on the cart, holding the silver and smiling.
"See you again by fate." After saying goodbye, Zuo Chen patted the donkey's head. The donkey seemed to recognize the road and began to pull the cart forward.
Wang Erniu watched Zuo Chen leave silently all the way to the village entrance until the two of them disappeared at the edge of the horizon.
On the donkey cart, when Wangjia Village was completely out of sight, Caiyi held the wine gourd soaked in bear bile and asked:
"Taoist priest, where should we go next?" ?”
“Let’s go to Anming Temple first, and then go out.”
"Anming Temple? What are you doing there?"
Caiyi doesn't understand.
A bald head poked out of Zuo Chen’s sleeves. Next to the bald head were two little dolls, one gold and one jade:
“Girl in Caiyi, I asked the Taoist priest to take me over to have a look. I have been called a monk all my life and don’t know what a real monk is like. Although I don’t need to eat anymore, I really want to see a monk who can eat well... Hey, don’t pull the corner of my clothes.”
< br>The monk was busy dealing with the golden boy and the beautiful girl, causing the two dolls to laugh.
Cai Yi was speechless.
It is indeed a strange thing to have been a monk all my life but not know what other monks are like.
But she thought about it, moved closer to Zuo Chen, and lowered her voice:
“I heard the village chief talk about Anming Temple earlier. Is that okay?”
“The monk is not going to teach the Dharma. He is curious, just let him take a look.” Zuo Chen said.
There was a slight pause in the words: "If it is a relic, I will accept it, but if it contains the three souls and seven souls of the monk, it is not a treasure. Naturally, I cannot decide whether to stay or stay on his behalf.
"Not a robber. "
This is not considered a treasure.
Caiyi stared at the relic that was playing with the golden boy and girl.
If this thing falls into the hands of others, it will I wish I could take it out and put it in my hand day and night, and the souls can be fished out for you and sewn into paintings to make treasures
Taoist priest is indeed different from others.
......
Anming Temple sent out several young monks to walk along the foot of the mountain in four directions, looking for traces of the great monk.
Although their deputy abbot felt the presence of the great monks around him through the doorway he knew last night, he could not determine the location, so he could only keep the little guys under him busy.
One of the young monks walked along the mountain road, winding all the way, and came to the official road facing Xuzhou.
Seeing the desolation in Xuzhou, the young monk was afraid that a few refugees would suddenly appear and eat him like rice, so he planned to go back.
But suddenly I saw a sedan coming not far away in the direction of Xuzhou.
Under the sedan were five skinny monks. They were struggling to carry the sedan, their upper bodies were naked, and their waist pants were soaked with sweat.
Four of the monks each corresponded to a corner, and the last one was propped up at the bottom of the sedan chair, pushing up with both hands, so tired that the whites of his eyes almost popped out.
And directly above the sedan chair, a fat monk with a fat head and big ears was sitting.
He was holding a bowl in his hand, which was filled with rice.
Seeing the little monk, the sedan stopped.
The little monk could feel the strange power of the fat monk, so he thought he was the person he was looking for. He took three steps at a time and came to the sedan chair, knelt down and kowtowed.
"Master, I am a monk from the nearby Anming Temple. The abbot of my family feels that the master is here, and I hope that the master will pay homage to Anming Temple to have a look."
The fat monk lowered his head and stared. With him:
"Anming Temple? Can there be any offerings?"
(End of this chapter)