Dreaming for 10,000 years

Chapter 259 The Sloppy Monk
Under the dead tree, Dong Yongqing threw the rope onto the tree with a look of despair. The rough hemp rope swayed gently in the wind, making a slight friction sound.

His fingers were trembling slightly, and his eyes were empty. His daughter was missing, and his money was stolen.

He... couldn't find his daughter, and he felt so sorry for his daughter that he might as well just die.

He tried hard to move a big stone, but the stone was so heavy that he couldn't move it even after trying several times. Only then did he truly understand what it meant to be a good-for-nothing scholar.

He couldn't help but feel sad, tears welled up in his eyes, he couldn't help but feel sad from the bottom of his heart.

Just as he was about to continue looking for the stone, he heard a voice: "Do you need help?"

Dong Yongqing followed the voice and saw a young man with short hair and wearing a short robe standing not far away.

He said cautiously: "...No need."

He was too gullible to trust strangers before, so he was robbed of all his money. Now he has nothing and dares not trust anyone easily anymore.

Shi Fei saw that the middle-aged man was desperate and wanted to hang himself, so he advised: "There are always obstacles in life, why do you want to commit suicide?"

Dong Yongqing looked at Shi Fei, sighed, and said in a hoarse voice: "I have no money, only a set of clothes, when I die, you can take it."

He thought Shi Fei was a liar.

"I don't need your clothes." Shi Fei looked at him, shook his head and said, "You have hands and feet..."

"Hey, hey, hey~ You don't want clothes, but the monks do!" A sloppy monk with a weird voice suddenly came out from the side path, holding a broken palm leaf fan in his hand, pointing at Dong Yongqing and said to Shi Fei:

"My benefactor, you are well dressed, but I am a monk in rags!"

It was just as he said. The monk was wearing a tattered robe with patches on top of patches, and the original colors could no longer be identified. He was wearing a pair of worn-out monk shoes with exposed toes, and every step he took made a "click-click" sound.

A tattered monk's hat was tilted on his head, with a few strands of messy hair sticking out from under the brim. Under the messy hair was a dark and rough face. When he smiled, his face was full of wrinkles, like ravines in the mountains.

Shi Fei smiled when he saw him like this and said, "This man is not dead yet, but you are still thinking about his clothes. That's not good!"

"What's not good?" The sloppy monk waved his broken palm-leaf fan and said nonchalantly, "When a person dies, he will be dead. It doesn't matter if he dies early or late. Don't be shy about death! Don't you agree, benefactor?"

At the end of his speech, he staggered to the side of Dong Yongqing. The word "donor" was addressed to Dong Yongqing.

"I..." Dong Yongqing felt that the monk's words were so unpleasant!

But he was determined to live and die. When he saw that the monk was indeed wearing tattered clothes, he looked at his own clothes, which were at least tacky.

"Forget it! Forget it! I'll give them all to you after I die!" Dong Yongqing's heart softened, he waved his hands and said helplessly.

"Well~ let the monk help you move the stones!" When the sloppy monk heard what Dong Yongqing said, he smiled happily, stuck the palm-leaf fan on his back, and then went with Dong Yongqing to move the stones to use as stepping stones.

The stone was only one foot square and weighed only a few dozen kilograms, but the sloppy monk and Dong Yongqing were unable to move it even after trying together.

"oops!"

"Push harder, monk!"

"I've tried my best, monk!"

"I'll count to one, two, three! Let's do it together!"

"one two three……"

The two men tried very hard, panting, but still couldn't move the stone. The sloppy monk fanned himself with a broken cattail leaf, wondering why the stone seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and then he saw Shi Fei smiling at them.

He knew that it was most likely Shi Fei's doing.

"Donor, he is about to die, why don't you help him?" The sloppy monk said with pretended dissatisfaction, holding a palm-leaf fan.

"I laugh at your stubbornness over this piece of stone." Shi Fei said with a smile, "Don't you know that for the same volume, the greater the density, the heavier the weight."

"Maybe there's a piece of gold inside the stone, and you can't move it!"

There is gold inside the stone, are you kidding?
Dong Yongqing and the sloppy monk thought Shi Fei was talking nonsense.

The sloppy monk rolled his eyes and suddenly said to Dong Yongqing: "Donor, I heard that people who hang themselves will become incontinent, with feces and urine all over their pants, which is very ugly."

"It would be a shame if this nice piece of clothing of yours was stained with feces and urine. It would be better for you to take it off and jump into the river to die!"

"Ah?" It was the first time that Dong Yongqing saw such a rogue monk.

"Donor, you are going to die soon, what's the point of being so particular? Why don't you just give it to me?" The sloppy monk said as he reached out to take off Dong Yongqing's clothes without any hesitation, as if the clothes were already in his pocket.

"I can't do it! I can't do it!"

"Yes! Yes! You are about to die, there is nothing you can do!"

The two men were fighting for the clothes. Even the clay man was angry. Dong Yongqing said angrily, "You monk, you are so shameless! I am not dead yet, but you are still thinking about my clothes. Can't you let me die in a decent way?"

"You are all going to die..." the sloppy monk said the same thing.

"I won't die!" Dong Yongqing said angrily.

"You really are not dead!" The sloppy monk said in surprise, "If you are not dead, where would I, a monk, get new clothes?"

"I'm not going to die just to prevent you from wearing new clothes." Dong Yongqing felt that he was really unlucky to have met such a guy.

He was so angry that he didn't care whether he lived or died, he definitely didn't want the monk to wear new clothes!

"Ha~" Shi Fei on the side laughed when he saw this.

He lifted the stone and said, "Why don't you believe that there is gold in this stone?"

"I don't believe it!" Dong Yongqing felt that this was a new scam.

When he passed by a pier before, he heard someone shouting, "There is gold on the ground, do you want to pick it up?" Needless to say, this is also a scam.

If there really is gold on the ground, then it is not his turn to pick it up!

Shi Fei pointed at the stone and said to the two of them seriously, "This is such a big stone, there must be a lot of gold in it! Let me make it clear, this gold is for everyone who sees it, let's divide it among the three of us!"

Dong Yongqing and the sloppy monk looked at each other and looked at Shi Fei as if he were a fool.

They saw Shi Fei gently knocking the stone open. The stone was like peeling off the mud, revealing the golden inside.

Dong Yongqing's eyes widened and his mouth opened wide. That stone was actually full of gold!
"This...how is this possible?" Dong Yongqing muttered to himself.

(End of this chapter)