199, the problem of being sick is difficult to solve
"Miss, you can't really see it this way. Why don't you let the poor monk feel the bones for you? The poor monk is very good at feeling the bones."
Monk Guangkun stayed in Chang'an Lane, and the room next to Xiao Ma's room was arranged for him. It was originally a small warehouse, but it had been idle, and now it was sorted out for him to live in first.
But within a few days, everyone discovered that this monk with an astonishing appearance was really a complete idiot. He didn’t know anything and couldn’t even understand the game. Apart from the clothes he got from playing in nightclubs,
There is nothing but bad habits.
Moreover, he is not only useless, but also extremely lazy. He sleeps until after twelve o'clock every day, and then goes to several restaurants in Chang'an Lane to "beg for alms." Fortunately, although he is a person with many bad habits, he has weathered the storm.
He is not picky about what he eats. He will also eat leftovers and a bowl of white rice. Even if it is some leftovers boiled in plain water, he will eat them with gusto. He is simply easier to feed than a pig.
It was very troublesome for Mouse to see him. After all, he was still a twelve-spirited man. It was not an option to continue like this. So Mouse had long talks with him several times, but with little effect. This monk gave the impression that he was talking to that man.
Like the legendary Jigong, he was crazy, lazy, and always said crazy things and did stupid things. What's more important is that he didn't have the slightest sense of being a monk. He had no merit but always liked to be aggressive and provocative.
Most people are provocative and will give in after a few beatings, but this guy... is really like a piece of brown sugar. He can't be beaten to death, and he won't listen to scoldings. Even if the most ferocious beast in Chang'an Lane sees him
They could only hold their noses and turn their heads to the side, not willing to provoke such a stinky piece of shit.
On this day, he took out the fortune-telling stall where Mouse used to tell fortunes, and sat at the entrance of Chang'an Lane to tell fortunes. But he didn't know anything about fortune-telling. He was just talking nonsense. When he saw a man, he would just cheat some money, and when he saw a woman, he would
He took a small advantage, but just because he was eloquent, the business was really good at the end of the day. However, if you look closely, you will find that most of the people who come to him are young girls, crazy bees and butterflies, and pictures.
It's that face of his.
In the evening, his hanging hair disappeared, and he walked slowly back to Chang'an Lane in his tattered clothes until late at night. When he saw someone squatting and chatting under the big parasol tree, he would squat there and chat too.
Yes, when someone gets angry, he will jump out and challenge someone. Usually he will be beaten and then go back to sleep happily. Then he will sleep until the afternoon, cheat some food and drink, and then go to the fortune-telling stall where rats are set up.
It's like there's no pursuit at all.
"You can't do this." Mouse found Guangkun again and said earnestly: "At least you have some pursuit."
"I don't have to spend money to eat or sleep. I win 20 yuan from the slot machine every day. This is 600 yuan a month. 600 yuan is enough to do a lot of things." Monk Guangkun is also a bachelor. He relies on
Sitting on a marble lounge chair under the big sycamore tree, leisurely enjoying the evening breeze, holding a piece of bread begged from Jin Mei: "Occasionally, the kind-hearted female Bodhisattva will give me some to eat."
Okay. As a human being, being small and content is a blessing."
The mouse sighed, then got up and left. Monk Guangkun raised his head and glanced at him, and continued to enjoy the comfort with his eyes squinted until nightfall, when he caught a passerby and asked: "What time is it?"
A passerby took out his cell phone and looked at it: "It's half past seven."
"Let's go."
Monk Guangkun stood up lazily, and then swayed away with the diamond staff.
The rat who was standing in the floor-to-ceiling window of Brother Zhang's milk tea shop looked at him. He couldn't help but let out a sigh, turned around and said to Brother Zhang: "Brother Zhang, what do you think we should do with this person?"
Brother Zhang pursed his lips and said, "Let him go, as long as he likes it."
"But this is too sloppy." The mouse said helplessly with his hands on his hips.
At this time, Xu Wei, who was cleaning nearby, suddenly raised her head and asked, "What does he do every night? I see that he runs out every night."
Mouse shook his head: "I don't know, who knows what he does."
"Quite curious." Xu Wei laughed happily: "But this person is also quite interesting and quite fun."
Brother Zhang just finished his work at this time. He lay on the counter and leaned forward slightly: "I think it's not that simple. His temperament is very strange."
"Isn't that weird? He wakes up at noon every day and doesn't work. He just wanders around all day." The mouse said angrily: "He doesn't want to work with me, and he won't go to find a job for him, or he just says
It doesn’t make sense to say that you are lazy or that you don’t know how to do it.”
"How about..." Xu Wei came to the counter holding a rag and said mysteriously: "Let's find someone to follow him all night to see what he does?"
After a few people put it all together, they felt that this thing was more reliable, so they decided to find someone to follow him for a night to see what he was wandering about outside. But of course the person to follow him must have strong tracking ability, something like that.
What about dogs with strong tracking abilities? Of course they are dogs. So the candidate list was immediately narrowed down to Dog Sister and Pi Ye, but Dog Sister definitely doesn’t like to do this kind of thing.
Then there is only one answer.
At dusk the next day, Master Pi came to Brother Zhang's small restaurant on time to order roast chicken. This has become an unshakable habit. Even though she now has a relatively stable job with Zhang Yao, she has never stopped eating it.
Mr. Pi, who doesn't work overtime, will always show up at Brother Zhang's shop at six o'clock on time, waiting to eat freshly baked roast chicken.
"Roast chicken, roast chicken." Mr. Pi slapped two hundred-dollar bills on the table: "Two."
Brother Zhang quickly served her two roast chickens. Master Pi ate so much that his hands and mouth were full of oil. As he was eating, she was suddenly surrounded by rats and Xu Wei. Master Pi saw that he was in a bad mood.
Okay, protect the plate with both hands: "No!"
"I won't eat your chicken." The mouse moved his stool and said, "I want you to do me a favor."
Mr. Pi put the chicken head in his mouth and chewed it loudly, then said angrily: "What are you doing?"
"Help me follow that smelly monk later and see where he goes every night. How about reporting back to us in a week?"
When Mr. Pi heard that he was doing this kind of thing, he thought for a moment and said, "Two roasted chickens a day."
"make a deal!"
Although Pi Ye is not very smart, she can really complete the things she is told according to quality and quantity. She starts following the plan after dinner. As a demon, she has a natural advantage in doing this kind of thing.
What's more, she's still a dog, so she doesn't even have to keep the target within sight.
She first transformed into a prototype, and then into a palm-sized jade fox. Even if someone saw this little thing walking through the night, they would just think it was a mouse. This added some advantages to her tracking plan.
She first followed Monk Guangkun to see him begging for some pastries that had not been sold out that day from the Golden Rose Bodhisattva, enough for two lunch boxes. Monk Guangkun was sitting outside holding an unbranded mineral water bottle and asking questions on the roadside.
A family in the village begged for some cold water, so he ate two boxes of cakes with the cold water, and then he lay down on a stone bench under the sycamore tree and fell asleep.
As soon as 7:30 arrived, he sat up immediately and asked a person passing by him: "What time is it now?"
"seven thirty."
After hearing this time, Monk Guangkun stood up and walked out of Chang'an Lane slowly, holding on to his diamond staff. Master Pi immediately followed him.
After the monk Guangkun walked out of Chang'an Alley, he seemed to wander aimlessly for a while, and then walked towards the shanty town outside the city with the sound of metal rings clanking. On the way, he took the money he had collected from alms and fortune telling.
I bought a lot of cheap noodles and ham with the money I got from the scam, and then I carried a lot of things to an abandoned station outside the shanty town outside the city.
Following the sound of his Zen staff, many unkempt and resentful little ghosts appeared in those abandoned small houses. Monk Guangkun walked into the center of these little ghosts, spread out the layer of rags on the ground, and sat on them
He began to preach and preach, and as the scriptures were reincarnated, rays of light fell from the sky and shone on those lonely ghosts who could not enter reincarnation because they had no names.
As long as it is illuminated, it will soon enter directly into the light of reincarnation and disappear one by one.
This process lasted for more than two hours. Seeing that the time had reached half past ten, there were no ghosts in this place, and Guang Kun also showed a little fatigue on his face. He struggled to get up from the ground with a stick.
, and then went to the next location.
After that, he came to the vicinity of a smelly landfill. He tore open the ham sausage on his body, broke it into small pieces and placed it on the ground. He also placed some vegetables and leaves next to it, and mouthed
He was still mumbling words, and then he saw many dead souls of cats, dogs, pigs and sheep emerging from the garbage pile and running toward him. He squatted on the ground and touched the dead souls with his fingers. Every time he touched them, they would
It turned into a stream of light and disappeared.
This was not hard work, but it lasted for more than half an hour. Seeing that it was getting late, Monk Guangkun came to a famous local urban legend square. The mouse in this place once said that it was because of the construction.
The location and the entire earth line are in conflict with each other, resulting in it becoming a place that breeds evil spirits. Even if you don't do anything, a lot of evil spirits will gather.
Sure enough, when Monk Guangkun walked in, the atmosphere around him became solemn, but he didn't care at all. He just crushed the noodles in his hands and sprinkled them on the ground, and shouted loudly: "There is revenge, there is revenge, there is hatred...
…Eat well and go on the road, that sort of thing.”
The things here are different from those wandering spirits and small animals. This place is fierce and will attack people. But Monk Guangkun did not fight back no matter what kind of attack he was under. He used his body to resist the resentment of these evil spirits, which can be seen with the naked eye.
His lips and fingers were blue from the cold, but he remained motionless.
And many of these attacks were more than lethal. When those resentments entered his body, he staggered unbearably, and then knelt on one knee for a long time, until a faint golden light emerged from his body, but he...
The golden light was extinguished and I continued to walk the entire distance with strength.