Unexpectedly, this kind of flower that sounds a little evil is actually a sacred flower of Buddhism, and even the fat man’s uncle is pursuing it.
The three of us chatted for a while, and the young monk brought in some vegetarian meals. The abbot said that it was getting late today, so we should have some simple meals first, and then host a banquet tomorrow. The fat man and I quickly declined his offer and said it would be best.
We can leave for Kunming tonight and don't want to linger any longer.
When he heard that we were going to track down the evil witch sect, he was also shocked, but he did not stop us. Instead, he took out two sachets from the drawer and said that the miasma in the Miao land was very serious. These two sachets were switched by Buddhist methods
For protection, it is also smoked with several kinds of spiritual flowers and herbs, such as red sandalwood, sala wood, and bodhi wood, which can purify and drive away miasma. It may also be useful in emergencies when you are attacked by poisonous insects.
Since it was something that could restrain poisonous creatures, Fatty and I accepted it without ceremony. Anyway, Liu Yishou was benevolent to Dongshan Songhe Temple, so I, as a disciple, should take advantage of his good fortune.
After a whole day of fussing, Fatty and I had almost never touched any food except the steamed buns we ate in the train car in the morning. We saw the fresh and refreshing dishes such as double mushroom cabbage sum, Luo Han noodles, and black ear bran in front of us.
I immediately stopped caring about the image and ate the side dishes.
I don’t know whether it’s because the ingredients grown in the mountains are so fresh and high-quality, or whether we were so hungry that we almost passed out. We just felt that the vegetarian food in front of us was more delicious than any chicken, duck, fish, greasy and meaty dishes. We quickly had several dishes.
Just when Fatty Feng Juan Can Yun and I devoured it, we completely reached the bottom.
Abbot Kongye said with a smile: "Don't worry, you two. There is nothing else in this small temple. We have a lot of vegetables. I will ask the kitchen to send a few more dishes."
"Okay...Okay, um, thank you...master!" The fat man and I thanked each other in vague voices while chewing in our mouths. This feeling of having a full meal for the rest of our lives is really wonderful.
The young monks next to us also felt a little funny when they saw our hungry wolf-like appearance, and they all pointed secretly. The fat man and I didn't care about it now. It was too late for the two of us to grab a piece of rice cake, but the abbot
After coughing slightly and glaring at the young monk behind them, they calmed down.
After the meal, the abbot arranged a private temple car for us at the foot of the mountain and drove directly to Kunming. Songhe Temple is a tourist attraction after all. As the quality of life of people across the country has increased in recent years, the income of tourist attractions has also increased day by day.
, the assets of this temple itself are far beyond what we can see on the surface.
I had a phone call with Taozi on the way, and she told me the hotel address and room number. She said that because the beds in the famous big hotels had been booked long ago, and each person had to show their ID for one bed, they could only choose one.
A more remote private hotel.
She asked us to take the car directly there, and if we arrived too late, we should go back to the room to sleep first, because for some reason today, the ghost mother-in-law turned off the lights early and took a rest not long after dinner.
The road from Xuanwei to Kunming is not far. Before about 11 pm, Fatty and I had arrived at our destination. After getting off the bus, we found the hotel and showed our ID cards to the front desk. We arrived quickly.
own room.
This place is located in a relatively remote suburban area, not far from the train station. Because it is a private hotel, the decoration and furnishings are a bit random, and the hardware conditions are not very good. It is more like a guest house than a hotel.
It's not as good as when Wanlin managed it by herself.
But don’t worry about it when you go out. After a day of life-and-death conflict, we just feel exhausted and sleepy. As long as we can have a peaceful place to sleep, Fatty and I have nothing more to ask for.
Because it was already late, we didn't bother Taozi. We just sent a text message to inform her that we had arrived, and then we fell asleep without even bothering to take a shower.
Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, the air conditioner suddenly broke down and made a loud noise, which woke us both up from our sweet dreams. Then, like a broken blower, the air conditioner made an annoying loud and rough blowing sound.
But all the hot air blowing into the room is the hot air from outside, without any cooling effect at all.
The fat man and I originally wanted to make do with the night, covering our faces with quilts and pretending not to hear anything. However, it seems that we two northerners overestimated our ability to endure the hot and humid climate. After a while,
, they got out of the cup one after another, gasping for air in the sweltering heat. Let alone sleep, they just felt that they were stained with sweat and couldn't stay in this wet and sticky quilt.
"What the hell is this shabby hotel? I'm going to stay at the front desk!" The fat man finally couldn't help it and jumped up from the bed. He was already broad-minded and fat, prone to sweating and was particularly afraid of heat. There was no air conditioning for him.
It was undoubtedly more uncomfortable than killing him, and he was about to run out of the room wearing only a pair of undershirts and underpants.
I stopped him and called the front desk to tell them that our air conditioner was broken and if we could change to another room. Unexpectedly, the other person lazily said that even this hotel was already full, unless we go to a hotel with worse conditions.
There is only a room with an electric fan, otherwise it cannot be changed. Let us survive tonight and send someone to repair it tomorrow.
I couldn't help but get angry for no reason. In this day and age, there is a hotel with basic hardware such as air-conditioning facilities that is not up to standard. I immediately got angry at the front desk lady. Only then did the other party realize the seriousness of the problem and support her.
He hesitated and said that he would send someone to repair it overnight as soon as possible.
After such a fuss, the fat man and I were probably completely awake, not feeling sleepy, and the room was extremely hot and stuffy, so we had to go out to find a windy place to enjoy the cool air, and then go back after the air conditioner was repaired.
After wandering around the surroundings, we found that this hotel was obviously renovated from a residential house. It was probably the private residence and courtyard of a wealthy local farmer. After being contracted, it was expanded and divided into several rooms as a hotel, and the surrounding fields
It was replanted for green decoration.
Fortunately, the breeze in the early morning was relatively cool, and our stinky sweat was finally dried a lot, but another annoying thing appeared again.
Probably because it is near farmland, and the climate is hot and humid, there are so many mosquitoes here that it is almost like "wildfires can't burn them all out, and spring breezes blow them up again." Fatty and I killed many of them by "slapping, snapping, snapping" along the way.
However, I don't know whether it was the smell of blood that attracted more mosquitoes, or whether it was simply the overwhelming number of mosquitoes, but there were constant annoying buzzing sounds coming towards us.