That temple that person

"I dont go."

"donor……"

No matter how rough his mouth was, I shook my head resolutely, and said to the darkness that made my heart slightly chill, "I won't go."

The conversation finally reached an impasse.Because facing this monk who has only one voice for me, I can't explain to him the reason why I refuse to go to the town to see a doctor.

What can I say?Do you want me to tell him that I am a wanted criminal being hunted down by the court, and that I am charged with more than a dozen crimes? The streets and alleys of the city are covered with my notices. The uncles and aunts who came to sell vegetables in the city were squatting by the side of the street shaking the morning dew and fresh soil on the vegetable leaves, while imagining the bounty on the notice?

Hehe, this place is so poor, there is no guarantee that the big and small monks are not poor and crazy, one will kill me when he comes up, and the other has been nagging in my ear for a long time, the more I think about it, the more I feel that these two bald donkeys are abnormal.

What if they recognized me long ago?What if, they are just pretending to let my guard down?In case, they saved me because they wanted to drag me who was still alive directly to the town to sell for money?

The imperial court will definitely take me to the execution ground, preach the principles of heavenly justice, loyalty to the emperor and patriotism, and then kill me with a knife.So they want me to live.The more I think about it, the colder the world becomes.

A pair of cool hands touched my forehead for a while, and grabbed my wrist for a while. I heard the monk tirelessly persuading me: "If you don't go, these eyes may never see."

Back then, Liang Dong Huayu, Xiangche beauty, what didn't I have?Now, I'm about to lose my eyesight, and I may not even be able to keep my own life.My teeth chattered slightly: "Then, find something so that no one can see my face."

I don't know when the little monk came in. Rao, I only have a pair of ears left, so I didn't hear his footsteps.This child is like a ghost, and his speech is also gloomy: "Why don't you let others see it? Could it be that you murdered and set fire, committed a crime, and even the court wants to arrest you?"

in one sentence.This little devil is really going to be fine!My palms were sweating, and I could only pretend to be deep: "Everyone has a past that they don't want to mention. The past is unbearable to look back on, and let it pass away with the wind."

The kid snorted disdainfully, and continued to tease me: "You don't need to pretend, you're just like a beggar."

Even so, the kid still didn't let me go, he went out without a sound and came back without a sound, and threw two cool things on my face like bowing left and right.I suspected that the little monk was doing the public good for his own benefit, and put the mud next to the latrine on my face, because I could smell the fragrance that belonged to the latrine.The kid also yelled: "This is more similar, don't worry, no one wants to look at you."

I can only say to myself: How can a tiger not be bullied by a dog when it falls in Pingyang?

The foot of the mountain gate is full of steps, one high and one low. I was dragged on a wooden board, and I heard the big monk in front of me humming, it seemed to be very difficult, and I could even imagine the sweat dripping down the smooth forehead. There was a sound of falling, and I was suddenly amused by myself, and I also started to hum, he was panting in front, and I was laughing behind.

In the darkness, a pressure stabs at me like a cold knife.I felt the little monk gouging me out viciously.The voice in front of me was like a gust of spring breeze gently blowing on my face, and the cold light suddenly changed from thick to light: "Almighty, the mountain road is rugged, but did it shake you?" All the apples were eaten poorly.

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay." I said casually.The great monk stopped suddenly, and I heard the footsteps, and gradually moved away from me.

The apple in my hand suddenly fell.Lying blankly for a while, I panicked a little.There was darkness in front of my eyes, but I could still feel the bright white light covering my eyes in the darkness, and I felt a little dizzy.There seemed to be a wind blowing, which disturbed the shade of the trees, and the surrounding grass was rustling, and I don't know what was hiding.

Beads of sweat gradually appeared on my forehead. I don't know if it is hot or cold.I finally struggled with my upper body and screamed like an idiot: "Hey! Just throw me down like this! I know you have no good intentions! Give me a good time! The beasts in the mountains don't have such good food, they deserve to eat I!"

The mountain was empty, and no one answered me.The little ghost's voice was cold and sneering, floating above my head: "Fool, my senior brother goes to the grass in front."

I do look like a fool.I lay down obediently and fell silent.

I guess he probably went to relieve himself, but it took a little longer.I waited until I was about to fall asleep when I heard his footsteps approaching my head: "Take it, it's hot, fan him so he doesn't suffer from heat stroke." Of course the little novice was unwilling, so he said, "Take care of the wounded." You don't even listen to me?"

In this weather, he was dragging me in front again. He must have been sweating profusely and his face was as red as a steamed shrimp. He still misses me so much.I was a little moved. After enjoying the cool breeze above my head for a while, the banana leaf suddenly gave me a fierce slap, fast, hard and accurate.

I just said, this brat pretends to be self-serving, and looks at the gaps that the monk didn't pay attention to, and vents his anger on me from time to time.I dare not speak out in anger, for fear that he will secretly overturn me at the corner and throw me directly to the bottom of the cliff.I endured it patiently, and when I couldn't bear it any longer, I heard the great monk say from the front: "Yongchang Town is ahead."

The great monk stopped dragging me and used the one on his back instead.I thought I was going to smell manly all over, but sandalwood got the better of me.My mind was suddenly a little confused, I don't know if I was stimulated by the sandalwood fragrance, and I suddenly remembered the back of that day, as light as a fairy.I hugged his neck and leaned against his back, like hugging a cloud in the sky.

There were more and more noisy voices, vegetable sellers, sweet potato sellers, pork sellers, lotus root sellers, jewelry sellers, and potato sellers.People along the way began to point and comment at us. I subconsciously wanted to press my face down, but I remembered that my face was dirty, and I was afraid it would stain his cassock. When I froze, those words drifted away. into my ears:

"Oh, that monk is so handsome..."

"That's right, I heard that the matchmaker in the town has approached him several times, but I just don't know when he will return to vulgarity?"

"Why did you carry a beggar on your back? Look at that beggar, he is ugly and dirty, don't stain his clothes!"

I don't like to hear that.There was a vibration on his back, as if he had smiled.I can only pretend to be dead in a muffled manner without making a sound.That little ghost is very lively, as soon as he arrived in the town, he seemed to be a different person. He walked all the way to beg for alms in harmony and harmony, donating one mouthful at a time, with a good appearance, as if he had really been bathed in the holy light of Buddha since he was a child. Ants don't want to trample one to death.I can't see it, but I can imagine his innocent face.Later, the little novice began to use me to earn a lot of sympathy: "Amitabha, although the donor is a beggar, all living beings are equal. He fainted in front of my Buddha's door and broke his hands and feet. He couldn't speak or see. Look, the incense in my temple is dying..."

The moved tears of devout men and women fell along with the tinkling copper plates in the bowl.The little monk pretended to say, "My Buddha is merciful."

The monk's footsteps stopped: "This is the Longjia Medical Center on Fulu Street, a century-old shop. Don't worry, it will heal you." Woolen cloth?

Later facts proved that the century-old store is indeed a century-old store, and the deposit is 50 taels.Fortunately, these two monks are the only monks in a radius of ten miles, and they come from the only temple in a radius of ten miles. What's more, all the doctors in the medical center have set up their homes here through matchmakers in the town. Therefore, the deposit is recorded together with the consultation fee.

"It's just this medicine," the doctor said with a chuckle, "I'm afraid I will wrong this little brother."

I kept my ears open like a rabbit from the beginning to the end, and when I heard this, I immediately had an ominous premonition, and hurriedly asked what was written on the prescription.The great monk ignored me, thanked the doctor and left.The doctor said politely: "Oh, it's scorching hot, the ground is still emitting heat, drink some water before leaving!"

He suddenly picked me up and threw me on his back. I heard the wind blowing in my ears, and I knew that he was walking like flying. He said in a strange way: "Aren't you thirsty?"

As soon as the words fell, dense vibrations came from the ground behind him. It seemed that a large group of people were chasing after him. I tightened my hand on his back, and I heard a loud voice behind him:

"Master, don't go, at least say something, when will you return to vulgarity?"

"Wait a minute! Miss Li Jiasan suffered from lovesickness because of you, Master is so cruel!"

"The Huang family is well-known as a local rich man, so it's okay to be a son-in-law..."

He runs faster.

The author has something to say: This article seems to be born out of a whim when I was writing the first article.