He mentioned a Buddhist saying that I didn’t know where I heard—I don’t know if it was a Buddhist saying. Anyway, those unclear and harsh words frightened the old monk, and he ran away before he could calm down.
, who knows if he will chop himself with the Thousand-leaf Palm of Great Mercy and Great Compassion when he wakes up.
Hanshan Temple is quite large, with countless Buddhist halls and pavilions. The old lady seemed to want to listen to a lecture by a famous monk. She didn't know where Ruyi and the others had gone for a while, so Li Yi simply wandered around the temple.
The temple fair lasted for three days. During these three days, there was an endless stream of tourists on Hanshan Mountain, including believers who worshiped Buddha and offered incense, as well as young men and women who simply came to appreciate the plum blossoms.
The vendors with a keen sense of smell had already spotted this opportunity, and had already taken a position on the top of the mountain, selling some combs and wooden plaques and other small gadgets. They claimed that these items were treasures that had been blessed by the eminent monks of Hanshan Temple.
You can't buy a comb with just a few cents, and you can't be cheated with ten cents. Of course, you can't buy a comb with ten cents. Treasures consecrated by eminent monks for less than one cent of silver will not be sold.
In addition, food sellers are naturally indispensable. In a square far away from the plum blossom forest, a space has been cleared. The vendors carrying burdens are next to each other, shouting "baozi noodles" loudly, and they are not allowed to go to the plum blossom forest.
It is said that it will ruin the elegance of those noble people, and they cannot afford to offend any young man or young lady among them.
A fat man in brocade clothes ran over from the plum forest humming, dropped a handful of broken silver, and soon ran into the forest carrying a lot of food.
Under a plum tree, a little girl of about seven or eight years old was looking forward to it.
"Little sugar, eat it." The little fat man ran over panting heavily and put all the things he bought on the white cloth on the ground.
"Thank you, brother." The little girl said sweetly, first picked up a handful of candied fruits and handed them to the little fat man, and then sat there and started eating.
There are many children of this age in the forest. When they come out with their families, it is naturally impossible for children to quietly chant sutras and worship Buddha with the adults. In order to prevent them from making noise in the temple, most families will let servants watch.
Let them come to the Plum Blossom Forest and play by themselves.
At this time, several servants stood behind the two children. They saw the two young masters eating quietly and chatting without a word.
"Hey, Fatty Li, you are here too!"
Several young men in brocade clothes quickly gathered around from the side as if they had discovered a new continent.
The face of the little fat man sitting on the ground changed at first, and then he puffed up his chest and said, "Chen Xiaotian, I don't want to fight with you today."
"Why are you eating every time I see you? I think you should not call me Li Yingcai, but Li Feizhu." It was obvious that these people had a grudge for a long time. The young man in brocade looked at the things on the white cloth and said with a smile.
: "It's indeed Li Fatty Pig. I'm afraid only pigs will eat these things."
"Brother..." The little girl nervously grabbed the corner of the little fat man's clothes.
"Li Fatty Pig, this is your sister. I thought everyone in your family was as fat as you!" The boy in Jinyi laughed twice, suddenly ran over and stepped on the food on the white cloth twice, and then
He pulled the little girl's face, pointed to the ground and said, "This is real pig food."
How could a child endure such humiliation? The little fat man felt the blood rushing to his forehead and punched the young man in brocade clothes in the chest.
"You dare to take action and hit him!" The young man in Jinyi seemed to be waiting for this moment. After dodging the punch, he immediately said loudly.
Several teenagers behind him immediately swarmed up and pinned the little fat man to the ground.
The little girl on the side cried "Wow" in fright, and the expressions of several servants changed. Just as they were about to come over and pull them away, they were blocked by several people who had been following the young man in brocade.
There were many people in the plum forest. Many people saw the scene here and saw that it was just a few children playing around, but they didn't take it seriously.
"Hey, Fatty Li, as long as you call me grandpa, I will let you go, how about that?" The young man in brocade knelt down and patted the little fat man's face and said.
"Call you grandson!"
After all, the little fat man had the advantage in terms of size. He turned over violently and actually broke away from the teenagers behind him. With a single pounce, he pinned the young man in brocade clothes in front of him under him.
“When I’m full, I’ll have the strength to beat you!”
He yelled, made a fist and hit the young man in brocade clothes on the face.
His fist did not fall on the face of the young man in Jinyi. A young man grabbed his arm from behind, threw him aside, helped the pale young man in Jinyi, and said flatteringly: "Master, are you okay?
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Many people around him frowned. A few children playing around was nothing, but for this young man to attack a child was a bit too much.
"Catch him here!" The young man in brocade clothes, who had almost been beaten by Li Yingcai just now, looked pale and jumped in anger as he said to the young man.
"Stop!" Several of the little fat man's servants were blocked by others and could not rush over, so they could only shout anxiously.
Seeing the man walking towards him, the little fat man rubbed Qing's wrist, stood up holding the tree, and stared at the man with an unyielding look on his face.
"Who are they that are so domineering in Hanshan Temple?" someone around asked in confusion.
"Keep your voice down, that's the young master from Chen Guogong's family. The fat guy's name is Li Yingcai. He should be a junior from the family of Li Shilang, the Ministry of Civil Affairs."
"No wonder, these two families have been feuding for more than ten years. It's just that it would be too shameless for a grown man to attack a child."
"Those should be the guards of Chen Guogong's family. There are only a few servants around the little fat man who don't know martial arts. He will definitely suffer a loss this time. But after all, it is just a joke between the juniors and nothing serious will happen."
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There were a few people who couldn't stand the man's behavior. After hearing that he was from Duke Chen's house, they immediately stopped talking.
For most people, these words still carry a lot of weight.
The little fat man gritted his teeth and looked at the man's hand. He was about to rush forward. He stretched out a palm from behind him and held the man's wrist. He shook it slightly and the man covered it.
My arms were lying on the ground and I couldn't get up.
At the same time, he felt someone tap his shoulder from behind, and a voice came from behind.
"If you are bullied, fight back yourself."
The little fat man looked back and saw the familiar figure. After being stunned for a moment, he shouted and rushed towards the young man in brocade clothes.
The young man in golden clothes wanted to run away, but his reaction was a little slow, and he was quickly pounced on by the little fat man again.
Several teenagers around him hurriedly gathered around to help, but they didn't have time to stop the little fat man's fist from falling on the face of the young man in brocade.
The expressions of the men who were blocking the little fat man's servant changed. Just as they were about to step forward, they saw the young man on the other side walking towards them.
"Let them handle the children's matters by themselves, and let us not interfere..."
"Get away!" one of them said impatiently, and was about to pass the young man, but the next moment, his body flew back.
"That means there's nothing to talk about?"
The young man looked at the men who looked wary, and the smile on his face faded.
