After hearing what the old man said, I became a little anxious on the spot.
Most Northeastern people have short tempers, and Zhang Tiezhu showed this to the fullest.
The old man in front of him was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect Zhang Tiezhu to talk to him in this attitude.
After Zhang Tiezhu said this, he felt somewhat regretful.
This trip to the temple was in vain!
But who knew that instead of being angry, the old man laughed and said, "Young man, you are very...real!"
"???"
Looking at the other party's kind smile, Zhang Tiezhu was a little confused.
Is the other party scolding him?
Are you still praising him?
However, seeing that the old man was not angry, Zhang Tiezhu coughed dryly and asked, "Master, where are the people in this temple?"
"Human?" The old man was surprised and asked, "I'm not a human?"
"I'm talking about the monks in the temple!" Zhang Tiezhu said helplessly. He felt that there was something abnormal about the old man.
After the old man listened to Zhang Tiezhu's words, he looked Zhang Tiezhu up and down, and then touched his bald head: "Are you blind? Can't you see that I am bald?"
Zhang Tiezhu: "..."
A bald man is a monk?!
Where is the cassock?
Where are the beads?
Is the monk selling incense openly?
Zhang Tiezhu really didn’t know what to say.
The old man's words shocked him and he didn't know how to answer.
"Are you a monk?" Zhang Tiezhu asked softly after calming down the shock in his heart.
"No." The old man shook his head.
"What the hell are you kidding me about?!"
Zhang Tiezhu was so anxious that he was about to lick his lips and do it!
Isn't this old guy just teasing him?
Pointing at myself for being bald and calling myself blind!
Turns out he’s not a monk?!
"It's not good for young people to be frivolous. Didn't your parents teach you the rules?" The old man said calmly, with the air of a master.
"It's none of your business whether I'm frizzy or not?" Zhang Tiezhu hates people playing tricks on him the most!
If it were a normal old man, he would probably be anxious after being scolded like this, but this old man was not.
The old man stood up slowly, put his hands behind his back, and looked at Zhang Tiezhu seriously: "Huh?"
The old man's face was full of surprise, and he kept looking up and down.
Zhang Tiezhu was a little confused and froze on the spot.
He had just been impulsive, and now he suddenly realized it.
This is a temple. Will ordinary people be able to sell incense here?
Maybe the old man in front of me will be a master like the Shaolin Temple sweeping monk in the novel?
Or some hidden masters who know how to exorcise ghosts and subjugate demons?!
"Uncle, what are you looking at?" Zhang Tiezhu asked tentatively.
Because he found that the old man's gaze was strange. He was not looking at Zhang Tiezhu's face, but at his body and behind him.
The old man said calmly: "He's quite tall and silly. It's true."
Zhang Tiezhu: "???"
He felt that it was a mistake for him to come here!
Is this old man suffering from some serious illness?
"Master, you take your time and play, I'm leaving!"
Zhang Tiezhu said angrily, turned around and pushed the door open to leave.
He felt that he was really stupid for associating this old man with the Shaolin sweeping monk.
Through the window of the small wooden house, looking at the back of Zhang Tiezhu who left angrily, the old man showed a meaningful bitterness: "What should have come has come..."
...
Zhang Tiezhu walked away from the house without looking back.
This trip is so lonely!
What does this mean?
"Bad luck!" Zhang Tiezhu felt that he was infected by Lao Wangtou. Whenever something went wrong, he wanted to say "bad luck".
He ran to the temple gate and walked along the road.
If you want to go back to the small county town, you need to wait for the minibus to pick you up. The waiting time can be long or short.
Nowadays, those who can own an electric car are considered rich, and those who can drive a car are boss-level people, or they are taxis!
When he got to the side of the road, Zhang Tiezhu saw the woman who was crying in front of the Guanyin statue.
This woman is also waiting for the bus.
She was motionless, standing on the roadside, with tears stained in the corners of her eyes... I have to say, she looked really good.
If she were younger, she might be able to compete with Widow Wang!
Half an hour later...
The minibus hasn't arrived yet.
Zhang Tiezhu stood on the side of the road, pacing back and forth, yawning and rubbing his hands. The area was empty and there was no obstruction to his head. When the northwest wind blew, he was completely confused.
The woman stood calmly all the time, as if she didn't feel the cold.
Zhang Tiezhu was puzzled.
He wondered if there was something wrong with this woman?
It is instinct for people to move in cold places!
And this woman doesn’t wear much, so why doesn’t she seem to feel the cold?
He is a strong and powerful man who is completely frozen!
An old woman is not cold?
But at this moment, the woman suddenly turned around, her eyes fixed on Zhang Tiezhu, as sharp as knives.
Zhang Tiezhu was startled.
He was just thinking in his mind, but he didn't say anything!
Why is this woman looking at him like this all of a sudden?!
"You...what are you looking at me for?!" Zhang Tiezhu asked, feeling uncomfortable being looked at.
"Did you just scold me?" the woman asked coldly.
"What? What did I scold you for?!" Zhang Tiezhu wondered, he didn't even speak, okay?!
"You said I'm an old bitch!"
Zhang Tiezhu: "???"
Was his voice heard?!
Are you kidding?!
"You...what do you do?!" Zhang Tiezhu asked in shock.
He was really shocked.
For a moment, he had no thought of making excuses. He felt that the elder sister in front of him was not simple!
How could the other party know what he was thinking?
And it’s so accurate!
Master!
"So, you admit to calling me a bitch?" The woman did not answer Zhang Tiezhu, but asked with a sneer.
"Sister, you are not using curse words!" Zhang Tiezhu explained hurriedly.
It’s so normal to call you a pussy in the Northeast!
Is this considered a curse?
In Zhang Tiezhu's opinion, this definitely doesn't count!
His father used to often call his mother an old lady, and Zhang Tiezhu’s mother never got angry!
Of course...the exception is when you're killing old ladies.
"In my opinion, it's just scolding me!" the woman said coldly.
"You...well, eldest sister, please tell me first, how do you know what I am thinking?"
Zhang Tiezhu didn't want to get involved with this woman, he just wanted to know how this woman knew what he was thinking.
Came to Ziyun Temple.
I didn't see any monks, but I saw a silly old man.
When I arrived at the door, I saw this crying lady looking like a master!
"Haha... I know a lot more. For example, you have a cousin who is dedicated to Huang Jiaxian, right?" the woman said calmly.
"Yes, yes, yes...how did you know!"
Zhang Tiezhu was shocked, he really met an expert!
"Oh, I also know that you have seen ghosts recently, right?" The woman raised her head and said proudly.
"Yes!" Zhang Tiezhu nodded heavily.
"You want to get rid of this yellow guy, right?"
Master!
"Sister, can you save me?!" Zhang Tiezhu asked urgently.
"Yes, yes, but why should I help you?" the woman asked.