Tian Xiaoding passed by Wutai Temple in Wutai Mountain. When he saw that the monk in the temple seemed to have something wrong, he became curious and planned to go into the temple to find out.
After he burned incense and worshiped Buddha, he sat in the living room on the second floor of the courtyard and chatted with Wuchen, the abbot of Wutai Temple.
After waiting for lunch to be prepared in the temple and delivered to the living room, Xiao Ding sat at the table, opened his eyes and took a look at the food on the table, and discovered that all the food on the table were It was poisoned.
The abbot of the temple, Monk Wuchen, was still inviting Xiao Ding to dine. He said: "Monks are poor and only have some green vegetables and tofu to entertain guests. I hope the donor will not dislike it."
Xiao Dingxin said, you said that your family is poor, but you are not stingy at all when adding ingredients. How can this be poor? You put a lot of poison into the food, and you are really afraid that the poison will not kill anyone. Even if I wasn't enlightened, with so much poison in the food, I should be able to eat it easily, right?
However, Xiao Ding did not expose it to his face. He pushed the plate of stir-fried tofu with green vegetables in front of him towards Monk Wuchen and said: "Don't dislike it, don't dislike it, master abbot, you can eat together, eat together, just me." I can’t open my mouth to eat it by myself.”
Monk Wuchen shook his head repeatedly and waved his hands and said: "No, no, no, I'm not hungry yet. Just give me a meal. I already had a meal before the donor arrived."
As soon as he finished speaking, the old monk's stomach gurgled loudly.
Xiao Ding pretended not to know and said with a confused look on his face: "What's the sound? Is it thundering outside?"
Monk Wuchen smiled awkwardly and replied: "No, no, it's because I accidentally let go of my Qi while practicing. It's the true Qi that's causing trouble in my belly."
Xiao Ding then pretended to be enlightened and nodded, and then said seriously: "I see, then Master, you should eat more to make up for it. This gap in Qi is not a trivial matter, maybe it will be... He will become obsessed."
The old monk declined again and said: "I won't eat for now. The gas in my abdomen is not a big deal. Just allow me some time and I will be fine if I practice my energy and adjust my breathing."
Xiao Ding, however, refused to let the old monk off easily. He pushed the dish forward again and said: "As the saying goes, 'The visitor is a guest, and the guest does as he pleases.' I am the guest, you are the host, and you The host refuses to eat, and I, the guest, can’t use chopsticks either!”
Monk Wuchen smiled awkwardly again. Seeing that he couldn't shirk it anymore, and he was really hungry, he had no choice but to say: "Since the donor keeps asking for it, I can't shirk it anymore." After saying that, he turned to face him again. Daoguang, the young novice who was standing aside, ordered, "Daoguang, go get another pair of bowls and chopsticks, and bring me a cup of good tea." After saying that, he winked at Daoguang secretly.
Xiao Ding saw all this in his eyes and knew that the good tea mentioned by the old monk must be mixed with the antidote. So he immediately pointed to the teapot on the coffee table and said: "Master Wuchen, there is a lot of tea that has been brewed in this teapot. Why do you need to look far away from the near?"
Monk Wuchen said with a stiff smile: "Ah, no, no, I like to drink hotter tea, so let him make a new cup for me."
Xiao Ding nodded, without further persuasion, but picked up the teapot and filled his own cup.
It didn't take long for the young novice monk Daoguang to come over with a pair of bowls and chopsticks and a cup of hot tea. Xiaoding saw that the cup of tea held by Daoguang was darker in color, and he already guessed that the cup of tea should contain an antidote.
So he held his cup in hand and secretly used his spiritual power to heat the water in the cup until it was hot to the touch. Then he deliberately reached out to grab the cup of tea that Dao Guang had just placed in front of Wu Chen, and at the same time pushed his own cup of heated tea away. He went to Monk Wuchen and said: "Master Abbot, I see that the color of your cup of tea is very good. You must have a private collection of good tea and are unwilling to share it with me. Please let me drink your private collection of good tea." Well, it just so happens that my cup has just been poured and is still very hot. Don’t you like to drink hotter tea? Let’s change it.”
Monk Wuchen did not expect that Xiao Ding would grab the tea in front of him. He was not prepared, and Xiao Ding had already snatched the cup of tea. However, Wu Chen certainly knew what was going on with the cup of tea he ordered Daoguang to bring. How could he give it to Xiao Ding so easily?
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Monk Wuchen immediately put on a smile that was uglier than crying, and said: "The donor is really good at joking. The tea I brewed for the donor is the best rain tea, the best in this temple." Tea is ready. The tea I drank was bitter tea, so the donor had better give it back to me."
After saying that, Monk Wuchen pushed the cup of tea that Xiao Ding heated back to Xiao Ding, and then took back the cup of tea that Xiao Ding grabbed. This time, he kept holding the cup with his hand, fearing that Xiao Ding would snatch it again.
Xiao Ding actually had no intention of grabbing it anymore, otherwise he wouldn't have let Wu Chen take his cup back so easily. Xiao Ding felt that anyway, when he was on the earth, he drank the blood of the Red Flame Snake, and his body was invulnerable to all poisons. Common poisons were of no use to him, and only some rare poisons could be harmful to him. Works on its own.
As for the poisons put in the food on the table, Xiao Ding had already recognized them as the most common sweat medicine. Perhaps the monks in the temple felt that the Mongolian sweat medicine was too common, so they added a very large amount to the meals, fearing that they would not be able to charm Xiao Ding if they added too little.
In fact, no matter how much medicine they use, they still can't charm Xiao Ding.
Xiao Ding just pretended not to know. When he saw Wu Chen taking back the cup of tea, he did not continue to snatch it. Instead, he pointed at the food on the table again and said: "Master Wu Chen, can we eat together this time? "
Monk Wuchen nodded and said: "Then I will use tea instead of wine, and give the donor a cup first!" As he said that, he raised the tea cup in his hand and took a big sip of the tea in the cup.
Xiao Ding also raised the tea cup in front of him and said: "In this important place of Buddhism, I don't dare to let Master drink. Just use tea instead of wine. Thank you Master for your hospitality!" After that, he took a big sip of the contents of his cup. Tea.
Next, the two began to use chopsticks to eat the food on the table.
Not to mention, Xiao Ding felt that the food with the Mongolian sweat medicine tasted special, so he didn't eat less.
But Monk Wuchen has been secretly observing Xiao Ding's actions, and he can't help but wonder why this big man hasn't fainted yet after eating so much.
Xiao Ding was not fascinated, but Monk Wu Chen suddenly felt dizzy. Although there was an antidote in his teacup, there was too much sweat medicine in the food. Monk Wu Chen accompanied Xiao Ding to eat. Xiao Ding repeatedly asked him to eat more, but he couldn't resist, so he ate a lot.
As he was eating, Xiao Ding found Monk Wuchen sitting there, his upper body shaking, and his eyelids fighting. He thought to himself, could it be that this old monk couldn't bear the power of the medicine and was going to be knocked out?
Thinking that he entered the temple to find out what happened, if the monk fainted, how could he know the truth?
So, he pretended to have been hit by sweat medicine, put his hand on his forehead, and said, "Oh, I didn't drink either. Why is this head so dizzy?"
After saying that, he lay down on the table and snored.
The Wuchen monk opposite was feeling a little unable to hold on. Suddenly he saw Xiao Ding being fascinated, so he immediately burst into laughter and quickly told the little novice Daoguang: "Go and get me a ladle of cold water!"
Daoguang didn't react. He asked doubtfully: "Master, we just stunned him, are we going to splash him awake?"
Wu Chen yelled sternly: "If you are told to go, go quickly, there is so much nonsense!"
Daoguang didn't dare to say anything, so he turned around and went out to scoop cold water.
After a while, he walked in with a ladle of cold water. Wu Chen was on the verge of being knocked unconscious. He quickly took the ladle of cold water, pointed it at his bald head, and poured it on.
"Ah sneeze -" Wu Chen shivered, and his mind suddenly came to his senses.
Although this Mongolian sweat medicine also has an antidote to detoxify it, taking the antidote requires a process that the body slowly absorbs. The simplest and most direct detoxification method is to pour cold water on your head. This method is faster than any antidote and is also the most effective. It works.
After Monk Wuchen woke up, he didn't care that his head, face and clothes were all wet. He quickly ordered the young novice Daoguang and said: "Go quickly and call two more of your brothers to carry this kid to the backyard." Just dig a hole in the vegetable garden and bury it."
After saying that, Monk Wuchen came directly to Xiao Ding and took out a storage bag from Xiao Ding's chest. When he saw the words Tianyang Sect embroidered on it, he muttered: "This boy turns out to be Tianyang Sect." A disciple of the sect.”
All the items on Xiao Ding's body are either placed in the jade pendant space or in the Qiankun Pot. The storage bag given to him by Tianyang Sect is rarely used by him at ordinary times, so it is naturally empty. Therefore, when the storage bag was taken away by the old monk, he didn't pay much attention, but still pretended to be unconscious to see what these monks wanted to do.
Daoguang quickly called the other three young monks, and the four of them carried Xiao Ding out of the house and toward the backyard.
When passing by the houses in the backyard, Xiao Ding suddenly heard the sound of a woman crying from the houses in the backyard. At the same time, from several of the houses, men's lewd laughter and the sound of women struggling were heard.
There is actually a woman hiding in this temple?
Xiao Ding immediately felt that Wutai Temple did not seem to be a good place.
Soon, four young monks carried Xiao Ding to the vegetable garden in the backyard. There were tools such as shovels and picks in the vegetable garden before. The four of them threw Xiao Ding on the ground, found an open space, and started digging.
Xiao Ding secretly opened his eyes and took a look, and found that the vegetables grown in the garden had just sprouted.
Looking at the four young monks who were digging a hole there, and looking at their skillful and coordinated movements, one could tell that they must have done this a lot before.
Today, I am fortunate to have a body that is invulnerable to all poisons. Otherwise, wouldn't I be buried alive by these monks?
After the four young monks dug the hole, they dropped their tools and came over to pull Xiao Ding out of the hole.
Xiao Ding suddenly opened his eyes and said, "You evil monks must have done bad things often, right? Aren't you afraid of the Buddha's blame?"
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