There is a green mountain winding thousands of miles in Junzhou. The mountain is always shrouded in smoke and makes it difficult to see its true appearance.
But if by chance, a solitary peak that reaches straight into the sky can be seen looming out of the clouds, like a small island floating in the sky. It is said that some sharp-eyed people once saw rainbow lights lingering on the mountain peaks and immortals flying in the sky.
Everyone has speculated that the legendary immortal cultivators should live on the highest peak of this green mountain, so people often go into the mountain to search for immortals and ask for medicine. Unfortunately, the mountains are undulating, and the trails in the mountains are densely packed like sheep intestines, and the deeper they go, the more they stop. There is no place at all. It would be better if it was outside the mountains. Once deep inside, most of them got lost and returned, and there were many who were buried in the belly of beasts and never returned. After word of mouth spread, everyone gradually gave up the idea of looking for immortals.
This mountain is the highest mountain in the entire Junzhou, so the world calls it Laojun Mountain. The solitary peak that occasionally appears like the Penglai Fairy Island is called Jintian Peak!
There are several towns scattered in the northwest of Laojun Mountain, the largest of which is called Wangxian City. Therefore, the city is located on a high terrain and is at the foot of the mountain. There are often opportunities to see the Near Sky Peak, so it is named Wangxian.
Because Wangxian City is surrounded by mountains and rivers, it has beautiful scenery and is said to be a little bit fairy-like, so many wealthy families buy houses in this city.
In addition, the mountains are rich in various precious medicinal materials, so many merchants and others gather here, which makes Wangxian City even more prosperous and lively.
It was already early summer, but the city was still very dark and cool. Many wealthy people have moved here to escape the summer heat, and some people who come to play here are attracted by its reputation. Firstly, they want to gamble their luck and take a look at the Near Heaven Peak, and secondly, they also want to imbibe the immortal energy.
But in the Xianyao Pavilion, the largest restaurant in the city, two monks, one fat and one thin, were sitting. Although monks are also common, there are not many young monks with such delicate features and full of aura. In addition, there was a table full of delicacies in front of the two of them, including all kinds of delicacies, including meat and meat dishes.
This strange scene made the diners next to them look at the two people from time to time, and many straightforward people pointed.
"Second Master...brother...you eat it!" The fat monk hugged a braised elbow and ate it. As he tore and tore, a large piece of red, sugar-colored flesh came into his mouth. The flesh was sticky and soft, so he almost didn't chew hard. Then he devoured it.
"Junior brother, even if there is no master around, the way you eat...doesn't it make senior brother very embarrassed?" Sensing the burning eyes around him, the thin monk felt a little unnatural on his face, and he stretched out his bamboo chopsticks I picked up a few shredded bamboo shoots and put them into my mouth to chew slowly.
"I have to eat more, otherwise I won't have the strength to go on the journey!" As the fat monk spoke, he ate one elbow until only one bone was left. He threw the bone away, and then reached for one of the plates of braised chicken.
"Oh~ Master said you were greedy, how could I have known you were like this!" The thin monk smiled bitterly, not knowing how to persuade him.
"Master also said that after wine and meat pass through the intestines, they will remain in the heart of the Buddha!"
“Second Senior Brother, don’t worry——!
As long as I... eat enough, I won't complain even if I accompany you... to the ends of the earth... to the ends of the earth! "The fat monk tore off a chicken leg and put it into his mouth, mumbling incoherently.
"Ends of the world? Haha, the master said to keep going east, but every time you go to a city or a town, it's just for a big meal. We haven't even walked through half of Junzhou in several months. This speed is too slow! "The thin monk put a golden candied date into his mouth, shook his head and said.
"Second senior brother, the master didn't say where to find the person. As long as we are heading in the right direction, what if we miss the person when we encounter the city but don't enter?" When the fat monk heard what he said, he immediately put down the chicken and retorted.
"Okay, okay! What you said makes sense!"
The thin monk smiled bitterly when he heard this. This little junior brother is really good at eating. Not only is he a huge appetite, but he also has no taboos. As long as he eats well, he can travel very quickly without complaining. If he doesn't eat well, he will either sigh or suffer from leg and back pain on the way.
"But if you eat like this, Master knows about it, but does he know the consequences?" The thin monk asked again with a smile.
"Master wants me to go down the mountain. He must know that I will eat like this, so the consequences will be the same whether I eat or not." The fat monk seemed to take a piece of beef fillet and stuff it into his mouth without caring.
"We uh... it's so hot! Whoosh--"
As long as you complete the task, don't worry about anything else! "
When the thin monk saw his appearance, he immediately shook his head and said nothing. He ate a few more vegetarian dishes and stopped moving with his chopsticks.
Although this smoke and smoke is the most soothing, it is exactly the opposite of the pure six roots of Buddhism. Although I don’t know the master’s intentions this time when I go down the mountain, I can’t neglect my practice.
While thinking about it, he took off the bead string around his neck and started chanting.
So we saw two monks, one fat and one thin, in the restaurant. One was dressed plainly, holding beads and reciting Amitabha Buddha, and the other was dripping with oil from the corner of his mouth and grabbing a chicken leg and devouring it. This scene naturally attracted the exclamation of the diners next to him!
Some praised the thin monk for his profound state of mind, while others scolded the fat monk for being a glutton for eating greasy food and damaging the name of Buddhism.
After about a stick of incense, the fat monk devoured all the delicacies on the table. He sucked his fingers as if he was still unsatisfied, and then stood up reluctantly.
"Second Senior Brother, I'm full!"
"Come on, let's calculate!" the thin monk stood up and shouted.
As soon as he finished speaking, a guy rushed over.
The shopkeeper was originally worried that the two of them would have no money to pay the bill, but seeing the thin monk's extraordinary temperament, he bit down on the food, so a waiter kept an eye on the two of them, fearing that they would jump out of the window and escape. When he heard the checkout sound, he immediately came forward with a smile on his face.
"Two guests, a total of nine taels of silver."
The thin monk took out a silver coin from his arms and handed it over.
"Keep the change, please!"
With that said, the two of them walked directly outside.
"Thank you, you two, go slowly!" As soon as the waiter weighed the silver ingot, he realized that it was more than ten taels. He was immediately happy and respectfully sent the two of them downstairs.
Not only did the two eat an astonishing amount of food, but they also spent a lot of money. Immediately, the diners in the restaurant were followed by people with evil intentions.
As if they didn't know anything about it, the two monks left the Xian Yao Tower and headed east out of the city. The east direction was the direction leading to Laojun Mountain. The two of them walked directly up the mountain road regardless of the height of the mountains and the depth of the clouds in front of them.
The two monks had just entered the mountain when a big man with a scar on his face appeared on the roadside. This man was a diner from the previous restaurant: "Only herb gatherers or hunters would take this road into the mountain. The two monks were going there." What are you going to do in the mountains?"
Behind him were several men with fierce looks, all staring at the backs of the two monks with greedy expressions on their faces.
"Is there a temple built in the mountain?" The scarred man asked.
"Brother, I've never heard of a temple in the mountains!" one of his men replied.
"Why does he care so much? Isn't it easier in the mountains? No one will know if he dies!" Another subordinate yelled.
"Yes, yes!"
"Let's go, keep up!" The scarred man thought for a moment and nodded.
Everyone followed him and disappeared among the mountain roads.
