Chapter Seventy-Three: The Master Lies in Bed
West Niuhezhou, at the foot of Wanshou Mountain, in an unnamed temple.
The early morning sunlight shines through the window paper, projecting obliquely on the bed, and Master Nan Ke holds his head and turns over and over on the bed.
"It's over, it's over, what did the old man do!" Master Nan Ke groaned in pain, he had just woken up from his dream, and last night, he had finally succeeded again, and then died quickly, in less than a quarter of an hour.
It was in this short quarter of an hour that he saw a scene that made him blame himself. The originally busy, lively and thriving island has become a desperate area, a world of insect swarms. He possessed this man, hid in Tibet, and was finally found by the worm and died in the worm's mouth.
Xiao Shami, who had just finished the morning class, was lying at the door, looking in through the crack in the door, looking at Master Nan Ke who was tossing and turning on the bed, and realized something.
He remembered that he used to be like this when he used to lie in bed.
The little novice nodded thoughtfully, then took out the little silver money left from the merit box, carefully put it in the small bag, then carried it in his arms, patted it, turned around and walked out of the temple, and went to the county seat.
He is going to make a meal of the master's favorite green vegetable and tofu soup, which was the case when he used to lie in bed. However, it is not a green vegetable tofu soup, but a large, sweet peach.
Well, it was picked from Wuzhuang Guan.
"Be careful. Looking at the little novice walking in the crowd with his little short legs, the aunt who set up the stall greeted him.
The little novice clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, Aunt Zhang is good." ”
The aunt's rough big hand touched his bare little head, and her face was full of pity: "Come to the county seat so early, look at this little face, it's all sweat, tired, it's better to rest, eat a bowl of noodles and leave." ”
Xinyuan Xiao Shami shook his head vigorously: "No, Aunt Zhang, the master is lying in bed, I am going to make green vegetable and tofu soup for the master." The master loves to eat green vegetables and tofu soup, and he will definitely get up when he smells the fragrance. ”
Hearing this, the aunt laughed so much that her eyes were crooked: "Oh, my family's careful fate will take care of people!"
As she spoke, the aunt rolled her eyes and said, "Be careful, it's boring to be a monk, you have a hard time every day, and your master is also old, why don't you come and be my son!"
Xinyuan Xiao Shami's face was flushed and he broke free of the big hand above his head, and said in a panic: "Don't!"
Then, they ran away, and the diners in the shop burst into laughter.
Someone suddenly said: "Eh, I didn't expect that Master Nanke would also lie in bed!"
"Wouldn't it, after all, it's Master Nanke!"
Another humanitarian: "I think it's true, after all, careful fate won't lie, and he doesn't like to eat green vegetable and tofu soup." ”
Xinyuan Xiao Shami is greedy, basically people know that he loves sweet, although he makes a light and delicious green vegetable tofu soup, but this one doesn't like to eat this kind of thing.
"Be careful. Sister Yao, who had just sent off the guests, saw the little novice in her heart, and her tiredness disappeared: "It's so early!"
"Well, the master is lying in bed, and I want to make green vegetable and tofu soup for the master. ”
Seeing the well-behaved appearance of the little novice in her heart, Sister Yao finally couldn't help but tease: "I'm tired of walking, do you want to come and sit in my sister's house." ”
The little novice in the heart blushed and fled in embarrassment, and Sister Yao giggled.
The butcher Wang, who sold pork, saw the little novice in his heart and chopped off a piece of meat: "Be careful, it's so early!"
"Well, the master is lying in bed, and I want to make green vegetable and tofu soup for the master. ”
"You're getting a lot of meat, you're growing up, and you're going to have to eat meat. ”
The little novice waved his hand again and again and left quickly. The passer-by who bought meat next to him smiled and said, "Butcher Wang, my son is also growing his body, why don't you give me this piece of meat!"
"Get out!" the butcher scolded: "Your son is not as cute as Careful Yuan, he looks like you, he is crooked, why should he give it to you." ”
The passer-by who bought the meat was so angry that his nose was crooked, and he said, "It seems that you are very good!"
Without the protection of the master, the little novice went through a lot of hardships, avoided the crises of almost being taken in by others as a son and a child husband, got rid of the clutches that rubbed his little head one by one, and finally bought vegetables and tofu, sweated out of the city, and returned to the temple along the sheep intestine path.
When I got to the kitchen, I started making green vegetable and tofu soup.
"Ah sneeze !!" Master Nan Ke sneezed loudly, not knowing that the matter of lying in bed had swept the city.
On this side, it is calm and peaceful. On the other end, equally calm, but not so peaceful.
In the East China Sea, not far from the east coast of Nanzhan Buzhou, in front of an ordinary island wharf, more than 30 ships of all sizes are moored at sea, undulating with the waves.
The sun is gradually rising, and the temperature is slightly warmer, not hot. But the atmosphere was dull and depressing.
On the Tianbao, a group of people gathered together, looking at the struggling dead insects in the sea water in the basin, and everyone was slightly relieved.
This insect can't swim and will drown in the water, but it takes a long time, so it's barely afraid of water. However, when encountering seawater, the effect is much stronger. As soon as it encounters seawater, it struggles violently and then dies quickly, similar to the salt-mixed lime in Devil Cry's mouth.
After a little reassurance, everyone began to do nothing.
All the soothsayers or psychic acumen on the ship have discovered the anomaly, the ship does not dare to leave easily, the higher-ups are looking for a way, but there is nothing to do with the ordinary crew below, and they are not able to interfere, so they each use their own methods to pass the boring time and relieve the depression and fear in their hearts.
There are few women on the ship, and even if there are, they are either the women of a strong man, or they are not good enough to provoke, or they dare not compliment their appearance.
In short, it is impossible to pass the time with carnal desires and the like. So, gambling began to prevail.
Ghost Cry doesn't like regular gambling, the fake monk likes it, and Xiaoyu yearns for it, so he almost joins it, but he is dragged out by the fake monk's ears. In order to set an example, the fake monk simply stopped gambling, and played a game with Ghost Cry, which was actually gambling.
They sailed across the sea in a wave-breaking boat, and after a while, they picked up a large net of fish and dragged them to the Tenpo.
The fake monk picked up a fish casually, slapped it on the deck, and said, "That's it, I guess not, what do you guess?"
The ghost cried, "Yes." ”
Xiao Yu thought for a while and decided to believe the fake monk: "No. ”
The fake monk pulled out a sharp knife, cut open the belly of the fish, rummaged through it, and picked out a fingernail.
Xiao Yu's face changed wildly, and the fake monk laughed: "There really is." ”
According to the gambling contract, the fake monk and Xiaoyu wanted to eat this fish. The smell of fish was permeating, the fake monk ate half of it with an expressionless face, and the little fish struggled to eat half of it in pain, and then lay on the side of the boat and vomited.
The fake monk came to Ghost Cry and asked with some curiosity, "How do you know if there is one?"
Ghost Cry shrugged his shoulders: "According to the gambling contract, if you guess wrong, you will eat, if not, you will eat, it's not a big deal." ”
The fake monk's eyes widened, and he suddenly slapped his head hard: "Why didn't I expect that!"
The ghost cried, "Otherwise, why do you think I am playing such a boring bet with you?" ”
The fake monk was speechless, and when Xiaoyu heard this, he vomited even more, and his eyes were hazy with tears.
They bet on whether there are obvious human characteristics in the belly of the fish, and the probability of not having it is indeed greater, but the account is obviously not calculated like this.
If there are obvious human characteristics, then it means that the fish is absolutely eating people, and the psychological burden is large. If not, it means that the person who is likely to eat the fish may not have eaten it, and the psychological burden is much smaller.
The boring gamble was over, and by noon, the situation had changed.