Chapter 31 Self-defeating

On the high mountain where Wuyun City is located, there is a stone pine on the top of the mountain. In Ishimatsu, some believers in Wuyun City raised funds to build a small temple with two entrances and two exits.

Originally, there was only one host of the old monk and two small sami in the temple. On weekdays, the incense is not bad.

However, just half a year ago, a "young monk" came from somewhere with white eyebrows, wearing a monk's robe full of patches and beautiful but fierce eyebrows. The young monk first made an order in the temple. It didn't take long to dislike that the temple was too small. He had to drive the old monk and two little sami from the inner hall of the temple to the outside of the outer hall and monopolize the lecture hall inside.

He took others in kindly, but was driven to the outer hall. Naturally, the old monk and the two little sami will not compromise on such seizing behavior.

So the three people fought with the little monk who claimed not to quit.

Wendou is naturally a tongue debate. The old monk thought that he had been studying Buddhism for many years, and it was not a piece of cake to deal with this white-browed little monk. However, half an hour later, he ran out of the lecture hall with a gray face. As soon as I came out, I drank water and my voice was hoarse.

The old monk was defeated and failed to fight, so he had to use force. Two little Shami wiped their fists and relied on their much taller than the little monk. They rushed into the lecture hall to beat them, but they were bombarded out again in less than a moment.

At this time, the three monks couldn't hang on their faces. They immediately went down the mountain and entered the Wuyun City, touted the viciousness of indiscipation, and called on the Buddhist believers in the city to go up the mountain together.

Buddhists in dozens of cities went up the mountain with the three old monks. Before they arrived at the temple, the little white-browed monk called Unjie had already waited for them halfway up the mountain.

Before the old monk opened his mouth, he pointed to a leading middle-aged man and shouted, "You evil man, you still made a wish in front of the Buddha statue at home yesterday that you had given birth to three daughters in a row and prayed Buddha to give you a son. Today, you came to make a scene in the Buddha Hall. Don't you want a son?"

The middle-aged man was stunned when he heard the words, and then said angrily, "Well, you little monk! Did you dare to go to my house last night to eavesdrop on my chanting and pray for blessings!"

"I didn't leave the Buddha's temple yesterday. You prayed to the Buddha, and all your voices fell into my ears. You can't listen to it. How can you eavesdrop what you say at night!" He scolded angrily.

Then he pointed to a woman behind the middle-aged man and scolded, "Evil, you still prayed in your heart yesterday that Buddha could let your husband change to good and stop gambling. Instead, you went to the temple today? With a wicked wife like you, how can a husband be good?

The woman was shocked when she heard the words, and her face suddenly turned pale. She looked at it like a ghost. "You, how can you know what I'm thinking!? I have never told anyone about my wish!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard the words, and their eyes were full of fear.

"Hmm! I can hear all your prayers to the Buddha!" He snorted coldly, and then clicked the names of several people in a row to say their prayers to Buddha in private.

At this point, everyone finally saw the extraordinary. Under the leadership of the middle-aged man, all the people who went up the mountain to make trouble knelt down in front of the non-jie, shouted that they were masters and prayed that Buddha not to sin against them.

Let everyone kneel on the mountain road for a long time as punishment, and then Shiran returned to the temple. The old monk who stayed in place and the two little sami, look at me and I look at you. I don't know what to do.

Finally, because there was really no other place to go, the old monk and little Sami returned to the temple, but they did not dare to provoke him again, but settled down in the outer hall. I didn't pay attention to them, and I recited scriptures in the inner hall every day to welcome them. It's so uncomfortable.

Lin Xiao came to the gate of the temple along the winding mountain road. Thinking of some interesting things he had heard in Wuyun City these days, he couldn't help laughing.

At this moment, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old little Sami came out of the mountain gate and saw Lin Xiao. He quickly said, "Lord Lin, are you here again?"

Lin Xiao nodded, "Little Shami, are you not a warning master?"

"What a master he is!" Little Sami looked disdainful, "Dalian fish and meat don't look like a monk, but he has a little magical power and cheated everywhere."

Little Shami said to himself there, expressing his depression. Although Lin Xiao agreed, he did not dare to make a sound. He was afraid of being heard and added dissatisfaction with himself.

Little Shami vented and felt a little discouraged when he saw that Lin Xiao ignored himself. So he pointed to the dilapidated temple in the mountain gate, "That guy is in it. He has been sleeping since noon yesterday. Anyway, you know the way. Go find him by yourself!"

Lin Xiao nodded, casually gave Xiao Shami a little incense money, and walked into the mountain gate with Xiao Shami's thanks.

Entering the mountain gate, there is a very clean small square. At the end of the square is a small temple with two entrances and two exits.

Entering the square, Lin Xiao couldn't help looking at the corner of the square. He saw many martial artists kneeling there on the edge of the square. There were about ten of them, each of whom looked pious and looked at the inner hall with a firm look on his face.

"If other warriors see so many people kneeling down here as a monk, and there are many warriors with bloodshed, they will probably be shocked by a row of big teeth, right?"

Lin Xiao thought, and then sighed secretly. Once upon a time, didn't he also be one of these kneeling warriors? I don't know where so many warriors came from without warning about the collection of apprentices.

If I hadn't found another way and came up with a way to mix spiritual milk with wine, I'm afraid that if I didn't quit, I would have banned myself long ago. Just like these martial artists, after seeing them several times, I could only kneel outside the palace, but I couldn't even see the face of me.

When they saw Lin Xiao coming, most of the martial artists turned their heads and looked at him. Some people's eyes were full of disdain, while others looked at the wine in Lin Xiao's hands, and their eyes were full of naked hatred and jealousy. Some people did not look at Lin Xiao at all, but looked at the temple hall devoutly.

Lin Xiao did not want to be looked at like this all the time. He hurried through the small square, passed through the outer hall of the temple, and came to the inner hall.

The inner hall is a small courtyard, in the shape of a quadrangle courtyard. The patio in the quadrangle courtyard is covered with a layer of fallen leaves because it has not been cleaned for a long time (Little Shami will naturally not come to help clean it).

Lin Xiao stepped on the fallen leaves, and the fallen leaves made a rustling sound. A child-like voice came from the innermost row of rooms in the courtyard: "Who is it? Today, I don't want to see guests. If you come to give gifts, just put the gift in the yard and leave your name. If you come to worship the teacher, the old man will not see anyone today. Go to the mountain gate and kneel by yourself. If you don't want to kneel down, you can leave directly. Don't waste the old man's time!"

Listening to the familiar child-like voice, Lin Xiao couldn't help laughing, and then raised his voice, "Master, Lin Xiao came to you for a drink!"

"Eh? Lin Xiao?" Fujie showed his kindness and then shouted, "Have you brought me good wine again?" Not bad, haha, come in quickly!"

As soon as the voice fell, the two doors of the opposite bungalow opened automatically without wind.

Lin Xiao walked into the Zen room and saw a pair of monk shoes randomly placed on the ground. A little monk with white eyebrows and beautiful eyebrows was sitting on the bed, looking at Lin Xiao eagerly.

After seeing the wine jar in Lin Xiao's hand, he was overjoyed and stretched out his small right hand. He didn't see how he started it. The wine jar flew out of thin air.

He didn't stop asking and catch the wine jar, and suddenly poured a big mouthful of wine into his mouth. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and shouted, "Good wine, good wine! Lin Xiao, why did it take you five days to bring wine to honor me? "I've hooked up all my greedy worms!"

Lin Xiao was familiar with it. He pulled a futon and sat on the ground. He looked up at Fujie and said with a wry smile, "Master, to be honest, this wine is about to be gone."

He was still tasting wine. When he heard the words, his hand suddenly stopped, looked at Lin Xiao, and raised his eyebrows, "What!? The wine is gone!?"

Lin Xiao nodded. A helpless look.

"Come on, let me tell you, I haven't drunk enough yet. If you don't drink, I won't accept you as an apprentice!" He took a sip of wine, stretched out his tattered sleeves, and wiped the wine stains on the corners of his mouth.

Lin Xiao waved his hand and said, "I really don't dare to fool you. There is really be no wine. If you want to drink ordinary Baizhen Xianlu, I can naturally get it for you, but if you have always wanted to drink this kind of wine, I can't take out a drop. This jar of wine is the last jar. I wanted to keep it for myself, but now I also use it to honor you!"

Lin Xiaolai had made up his mind that he could not be so passive all the time. Naturally, he still had some spiritual breasts, but he couldn't beat the dog like this without looking back. Today, he must get a saying from not giving up.

He listened to Lin Xiao's sad look. First, he frowned, frowned into a pile of white eyebrows, and then reached out and scratched his bald head, as if he was thinking about something.

Finally, he sighed, "It seems that you are also forced by me. Today, the palace is coming. You are embarrassing me!"

Lin Xiao knew it and saw the clue and hurriedly said, "Master..."

Don't give up and wave your hand, "Forget, don't say more. I know you actually still have inventory, but today you deliberately said that the wine was run out, and you want to ask for an explanation from me, right?"

Being seen through by the non-jie, Lin Xiaolao blushed and was waiting to say something. However, the non-jie suddenly stood up from **, held the wine jar in his arms, and said to Lin Xiao, "Forget it, it seems that you and I are already fate. You go down the mountain now. You don't have to come again in the future. Since you can't even give up a few jars of wine, I'm not interested in giving you as an apprentice. Go!"

Lin Xiao was shocked, "Master, you..."

He waved his hand again, "Get out of here. I'm going to drink and sleep. Don't bother me again!"

Lin Xiao saw a desperate look. He was familiar with his temperament and knew that things were irreparable, and he couldn't help feeling a burst of chagrin!

He thought he had a plan and thought that he would definitely be reluctant to take himself as an apprentice without alcohol, but unexpectedly he encountered an iron plate. Now that it is self-defeating, the opportunity to step into the fairyland is suddenly broken, and it's too late to regret it!

Lin Xiao walked out of the temple and looked down at the smoky cloud city under the mountain in front of the mountain gate. He couldn't help but be in a trance. He originally came here to worship his teacher, but now he has no way to worship his teacher. Where should he go in the future?

Looking at the vast sea of clouds in the distance, Lin Xiao, who had always been confident, suddenly became stunned.