If he had another choice, Feng Linwen was not sure whether he would start this journey again.
This is certainly a good, good experience.
And his gains have far-reaching benefits.
Whether it's time travel or online, I'm already familiar with it.
It's just that the time travel prefix this time is slightly longer than Feng Linyi imagined.
Maybe it's because the world is too dangerous and he needs to hide more.
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Sunlight shines mottledly through the damaged roof onto the uneven and worn-out stone slabs. Under the sun, an old monk in shabby clothes is concentrating on carving a strange-shaped round stone, about the size of a thumb. Despite his painstaking efforts, it seems to be limited to The level is limited, and the image of Buddha is only vaguely displayed on one side of the round stone.
Saying it is Buddha is actually too much. If the person who carved this stone was not an old monk, people would not be able to associate it with Buddha.
A little monk squatted aside, holding a warm roasted sweet potato in his hand, eating it happily.
After eating a piece of sweet potato, I casually wiped the black ash at the corner of my mouth with my sleeve, and stretched out my hand to the remaining piece of sweet potato.
"Snapped!"
The stone that had been carefully carved by the old monk all morning undoubtedly hit the young monk's hand, causing the young monk to gasp in pain.
"Boy! Abstaining from greed is the essence of practicing Buddhism!" The old monk said seriously, but he quickly snatched the piece of sweet potato from the young monk's hand, and then took a bite of it happily, his old face wrinkled like a chrysanthemum. , and suddenly felt relieved in an instant.
"Master! You always use this trick, and now you can't scare anyone!" The young monk picked up the polished stone on the ground and said a little depressed.
The old monk pulled the stone back, wiped the scratched area on the stone with the sleeve of a coarse cloth, and said angrily: "Boy! I know you look down on this craft, but I'm not bragging, this is really serious. He has the Midas touch to turn stone into gold. If you inherit the mantle of being a teacher in the future, this skill will be indispensable."
The young monk rolled his eyes and was noncommittal.
In Hongye Town, there was a rich man named Zhen Youcai. His family owned thousands of acres of fertile land and had thousands of dollars around his waist. He was extremely wealthy.
But now the old monk was leading his disciples, standing straight in front of Zhen Youcai's carriage.
"Go! Send a few copper coins and drive them away!"
The old monk took the two coins handed over by the butler without changing his expression, and then slightly put his hands together in a salute to Zhen Youcai's carriage.
At this moment, the stone Buddha statue in his arms fell out and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
The old monk's expression changed greatly, and the young monk beside him moved even more quickly, rushing forward to pick up the stone Buddha and holding it carefully in his palm.
"What is it? Bring it to me!" Zhen Youcai sat in the carriage without showing his face and making no sound. The only one who made a sound was the housekeeper.
The old monk quickly took the stone-carved Buddha from the young monk's hands, put it into his arms, then took out a jade-carved, beautifully styled Buddha statue and handed it to the steward.
Looking at the jade Buddha statue in the old monk's hand, he said calmly, but in a cold tone: "Not bad! It looks a little good, and the water quality is good. I'll give you a hundred taels, and I'll take it back, but... I still need to pay for it." Give it a head start.”
Several servants guarding the courtyard had already faintly gathered around. Although Zhen Youcai occasionally has good intentions, his kindness is limited and his greed is unlimited.
The old monk looked bitter and hesitantly took out the stone Buddha again and handed it out.
The butler snatched it away without looking at it carefully. At the same time, he handed the jade and stone Buddha statues into the carriage.
The curtain of the carriage was opened.
A middle-aged man who was richly dressed but skinny walked down.
"What a monk, he used a jade Buddha to cover up a stone Buddha, and then he wanted to exchange the stone Buddha for real gold and silver." Zhen Youcai said.
Um···!
Everyone guessed wrong!
Feng Linwen was neither an old monk nor a young monk.
But Zhen Youcai!
The richest man in Hongye Town, a country bumpkin rich man.
Of course, that was before, but now...at least Ruizili, he is a time traveler from the Galaxy Era.
Feng Linwen was also surprised as to why he was separated from Bai Xiaotian even though he traveled online with her.
Feng Linwen had already arranged for people to go to places all over the country to put up notices, which contained the code he and Bai Xiaotian had agreed upon.
If Bai Xiaotian sees it, he will follow the notice and find him.
A pair of deceitful monks and apprentices used a jade Buddha and a stone Buddha to cheat people out of money.
This was a trivial matter, and Feng Linwen didn't care at all.
But when he held the stone Buddha, he always felt something was different.
Although in terms of material value, the stone Buddha and the jade Buddha are not the same.
"Amitabha! Donor! There is no difference between the stone Buddha or the jade Buddha. It just depends on how we look at it. The stone Buddha is more valuable to the poor monk, so of course it is more precious. In the eyes of the poor monk, the jade Buddha is also valuable. It’s just an artifact, so of course it’s not worth much.” The old monk calmly clasped his hands together and said to Feng Linhu.
Feng Linwen held a Buddha statue in one hand and looked at it under the sun.
After thinking about it, he suddenly returned the Jade Buddha to the old monk, and then said to the housekeeper: "Go! Get five hundred taels for the master."
The butler had a strange look on his face, but without any garrulousness, he turned directly to the back of the carriage and took out five hundred taels of snowflake silver from the box.
Under the sun, the snow-white silver has a dazzling halo.
The little monk pursed his lips and looked a little excited.
Feng Linwen suddenly glanced at the young monk, and his fingers under his sleeves couldn't help but tremble.
"Oh my god! Is this damn Hongfu Qitian? Where does this little monk come from? Is he so awesome?" Feng Linwen had an expressionless face, seemingly waiting for the old monk's reply.
If the old monk greedily accepted the five hundred taels of silver, his image as a monk would be immediately shattered.
Although Feng Linmo lost five hundred taels of silver, silver was nothing to Feng Linmo. He used five hundred taels as a wayfinding stone, which was not a loss.
If the old monk refuses, then Feng Linwen will have another move.
In any case, this pair of master and disciple is not simple.
"No matter what happens to the old monk, I have to find a way to keep the young monk!" Although he is a rich man, his understanding of the world is limited to one county. And according to what Bai Xiaotian said before, the vastness of this world is beyond imagination.
Originally, Feng Linwen was still worried about how to start.
Now that there is an 'adventure' coming to your door, of course you have to think about it carefully.
"Thanks to the benefactor's kindness, the old monk deserves it. A stone Buddha is only worth a little craft money. Just three taels is enough!" The old monk remained calm and unmoved by money.
If it weren't for the fact that his eyes were always drifting towards the snow-white silver, it would really be more convincing.
"Hey! It seems that he thought he hit a fat sheep and wanted to cut the meat with a blunt knife, little by little?" The expression on Feng Linhu's face gradually turned into reverence, and he looked at the old monk with some admiration.
