In the spring breeze on Royal Street, Sun Kee noodle stall.
"What's wrong?"
Xie Chenyuan asked with concern when Wangqiu didn't move his chopsticks.
"It's nothing, there are two more troublesome people at the stall. 』
Wang Qiu put the scabbard on the side of the table.
"Why are you panicking? Is it possible that those monks dared to go on a killing spree in Jingle?"
Wang Yuyi ate the chicken feet served by Boss Sun, looking like his brother was just worried.
"Two people can walk arrogantly in the border of Jingle Kingdom. Neither Jingle citizens nor Wujitian have any clues about this. If you are a master of one floor, then how high are the two people at the stall? ” There was a trace of fear in Wangqiu’s words.
"No, brother, let's just eat some noodles. What is this kind of top-notch person who is a hundred stories tall and has never seen a dragon come to this stall? He's so free."
Wang Yuyi hurriedly wiped the oil and spicy food from the corner of his mouth.
"Are you in trouble? Do you want help?"
After burping, Ying Ruoli took a deep breath and asked directly.
"The dragon tooth bracelet on his wrist has hidden points. The monk loves alms and collecting demons the most. The purple gold alms bowl in his hand is not simple. In addition, the sword in the hand of the Taoist priest in green is also extraordinary. Don't mess with it unless necessary." 』
Wangqiu handed a bowl of noodles to Ying Ruoli and motioned for her to continue eating the noodles.
"Brother Wang, why don't you let me lead Xiaoyue and Miss Yuyi to take the first step?"
Bai Qiuran, who recognized the origin of the feet of the two people at the stall, couldn't stop the soles of his feet from slipping.
Good guy, he is really a master who is above 100 floors up. When the quasi-sage of Da Luo comes over, he has to kneel down and kowtow.
I don’t know if this small Sun Ji noodle stall will collapse on the spot if there are so many masters of Daluo level and above in such a short period of time.
"Look at you like that, aren't there two peerless masters who transcend the Three Realms and are not included in the Five Elements? The common people are still meeting the dignitaries without raising their heads or bowing their heads. What is supposed to come will always come. You really can't hide from it. of."
As an ant, Wang Yuyi had some self-awareness when he saw Wangqiu and Xie Chenyuan didn't move much. When he thought of the purple-robed old man not far away, he was still sitting in the stall, thinking that if the sky fell, there would always be someone tall to hold her up. My heart felt at peace inexplicably, and it still tasted so delicious.
"Brother Xuan, will everything be okay?"
Seeing that the atmosphere was a little solemn, Bai Xiaoyue was a little afraid to eat the noodles in the bowl.
"These dried shrimps taste good when dipped in vinegar. I'll peel them off for you and eat them first." 』
Seeing the monk in yellow and the Taoist in green at the stall, Wangqiu just lowered his head and peeled the shrimp for Bai Xiaoyue.
"Donor, this poor monk came from afar and I wonder if I can give up some plain noodles to try."
The monk in yellow bowed slightly towards Boss Sun, his kind and kind eyes were full of courtesy.
"You are so young and have good hands and feet. How can you beg for food? Find a job as soon as possible to support yourself. If you really think that I am a good man who has no faith in women and has no face, just get out of here."
Spreading the flour with both hands, Boss Sun looked down upon the wandering monks who were begging for free food. As a Jingle man, Boss Sun, who firmly believed that no pain would lead to gain, he looked down on the most unscrupulous people who always wanted to get something for nothing.
"Amitabha, the poor monk does not take plain noodles for free. This time he is willing to recite a Mahayana sutra for the donor." 』
Seeing that they had hit a snag, the yellow-robed monk was still good-natured and eager to discuss things.
"Why, listening to you recite a few lines of Mao Sutra can make me eat green onions with dipping sauce more enjoyable. Jiji Wai Wai Wai Wai, don't block my way of making money."
Boss Sun waved his hand impatiently.
"Amitabha, after all, is a person who has no predestined relationship and does not know how valuable this scripture is. The year before last in Xiniuhezhou, Anuo and Kassapa went down the mountain to recite the scripture and still accepted three buckets and three liters of gold grains from others. I thought they were selling it cheaply, but now I ask for It is not beautiful to speak with a plain face and provoke the benefactor to speak ill of you."
The yellow-robed monk looked at Boss Sun with a hint of compassion in his eyes.
"Oh~ This is talking about that god and Buddha again. That person is also a resentment in the world. If you have the spare money to listen to the bald ladle bragging and spanking, it is better to sell two sesame seed cakes with meat to fill your stomach."
Aunt Wang from the fruit shop stood on the threshold of her house, looking at the excitement and looking at the monks in a strange way, as if she didn't mind it.
"The most unpleasant thing in my life is chanting sutras and chanting Buddha's name. The spare time I have is enough for me to earn several baskets of gold."
Shopkeeper Wan of Wanjia Restaurant was holding a palmful of melon seeds with a look of disdain on his face.
"There is a saying among ascetics that one should put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately. The Sa family thought that the effect of listening to the sutras was too slow. How about killing the Buddha and then putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha immediately?"
Not far away, Butcher Zhang inserted the blood-letting butcher's knife into the chopping board. At this moment, his eyes had a glimmer of blood. On the desk, there was a man with a leopard body, an ox's ears and an eye, and the blood of the beasts and cattle had dried up.
"It is said that a bottomless boat can help save all sentient beings. I am ignorant. I wonder if the golden boat of the Buddha has a bottom or is bottomless?"
Fisherman Zhao who was passing by grinned his white teeth and asked curiously, and behind the fish basket he was carrying, a Holuoyi fish with ten heads and ten bodies was lying on the fish basket and looked straight at the yellow-robed monk.
Neighbors talked a lot, and most of them were full of yin and yang, even the kind-hearted monk in yellow robe could not help but droop his brows.
Taking three steps back, holding the alms bowl in one hand and saluting with the other, the monk just lamented with compassion: "Amitabha, why are all the donors so angry? I have heard about Dongsheng Shenzhou for a long time, worshiping heaven and earth, and my heart is calm. Now this poor monk has come all the way. Why are you being told bad words instead?"
"Why, you are not allowed to say a few dirty words in your own territory. Don't say you are a monk. Even if your family is the king of heaven, I can't control it so much. Don't beg here if you have nothing to do. The royal city has rules for a long time. It is strictly forbidden to wander in the streets and alleys. begging!"
Perhaps the monk had been standing in front of his stall because he thought it was unlucky. Boss Sun, who was holding a broom and preparing to drive people away, had a look of deep hatred in his eyes.
"It doesn't matter, it's a dangerous place of words and a sea of right and wrong. Even if the poor monk has eight mouths, he can't fight against his natural prejudice. Now I'm afraid I won't be able to do it without leaving. If I disturb the purity of all the donors, the poor monk will take the first step."
The yellow-robed monk, who knew that it would be difficult to preach, shook his head and smiled. In addition, the Taoist priest in green who was chasing him not far away was watching his joke. He could only temporarily stop being acquainted with these uncivilized barbarians.
The yellow-robed monk left amid the annoyance of his neighbors. However, the green-robed Taoist priest did not pursue the yellow-robed monk again. Instead, he went straight to the stall and put a ten-copper coin on the desk.
"A bowl of beef noodles, thank you."
The Taoist priest in Qingyi who is very strict about rules said this.
"Isn't that what it is? It's the foreign monks who are ignorant."
Seeing the owner who could pay for it, Boss Sun's face changed quickly and his face became more joyful.
Seeing Boss Sun's hand, the Taoist priest in green walked into the stall holding a scabbard and found a seat to sit down. By coincidence, the seat was at the table next to Wangqiu and others.
The old man in purple robe and the old man Jiang looked at each other, a little more wary of the uninvited Taoist priest in green.
"Taoist Priest, can you tell where the other party came from?"
The old man of the Jiang family suspected that the Taoist priest in green might be the transformed form of a certain saint.
The old man in purple robe rolled his eyes at the old man Jiang, and just dipped his chopsticks in water and wrote the word "Jie" on the wooden table.
At this moment, the Taoist priest in green looked at Wangqiu at the next table, his sharp sword eyebrows slightly raised, and the sword he held tightly in his hand was constantly trembling in the scabbard.
"Something happened?" 』
Wang Qiu was peeling the shrimp shells, his attitude was lazy and relaxed.
"I am a poor Taoist, Xu Ji. I don't know your surname."
The Taoist priest cupped his hands and spoke very politely.
"Forget Qiu, the word is too mysterious." 』
Wangqiu put the dried shrimps into Bai Xiaoyue's bowl and laughed.
