The rain outside became more and more fierce, and countless large raindrops connected into beads and hit the wooden window sill one after another. In an instant, there were no bones left, and they splashed everywhere. The continuous force contained in it was like the one that slid down the eaves and walls.
Like a straight bead curtain, the woodshed and hut was completely surrounded, isolated, and suppressed, and even the ground beneath my feet seemed to be shaking slightly.
The power of heaven and earth is beyond imagination.
Fortunately, the house is quite peaceful. A burning stove is placed in the middle of the hut, and there is a small iron pot on it. There should be tea in the pot. I don’t know the specific variety. It should be just country wild tea, but the pot
The light fragrance emanating from the smoke in your mouth is enough to make you feel peaceful.
The stove was originally placed here, but the small pot and tea were given by the young monk, including the plain linen clothes worn by the three people from Tang Dynasty, and several quilts stacked at the head of the bed. The young monk greeted them very
Although thoughtfulness is not a valuable thing, it is extremely precious now.
Open the door, close the door. The woodshed and hut are not in the temple, but behind the temple. Although the two places are not far away, but once again running in the rain, the little monk was still completely soaked, but the bag in his hand was not wet by much rain.
When he was hit, he subconsciously avoided Xie Wei's arm to help beat the rain, and placed the bag on the only table in the hut. There were more than a dozen steaming big white buns.
Shyly, he said, "I'm sorry to the donors. The mountain is simple and there is nothing to entertain. I made these buns yesterday and just reheated them. I hope you don't mind."
"What did the young master say? It was us who bothered you rashly, and yet you have to take care of us like this. I'm really ashamed."
"Yes, little master. We have enough things here. Don't come here in the rain to deliver them. Otherwise, what will happen if you catch a cold and get sick?"
Comparing one's heart to another's is just a passer-by who met by chance. Even Xie Wei only met once when she wanted something. It's hard to call her acquaintance. But the other party still did this, even though she was outside the Buddhist sect.
It was the original intention to open the door of convenience to people like this, but just because they were outsiders and had no desires or demands, Xie Wei and the two of them, who were more familiar with the rules of welcome and delivery in the world, did not know how to be grateful. For a moment, they unexpectedly
They were all a little ashamed of themselves, so they just kept saying a few words of thanks.
Compared to Xie Wei, who was deeply moved by this, Tang Chao, who was sitting by the stove holding up a clothes rack, was a little quiet, or in a state of mind, looking at the little monk from time to time, not knowing what he was thinking.
Receiving these gratitudes, the young monk just waved his hands repeatedly. At first he would say polite words such as it was nothing and should not be taken seriously, and then he became shy and didn't know what to say. After waving his hands again, he couldn't bear it.
Stay, go out and leave.
At this time, Tang Chao suddenly smiled and said: "Little Master, I would like to ask, is your Dharma name meant to save all sentient beings, or is it meant to ferry people across?"
The young monk clasped his hands together and replied honestly: "It's a ferry carrying people."
Xie Wei on the side was stunned when she heard the words. She only knew the name of the young monk. As for the specific word, she really didn't know it. She only subconsciously felt that the other person should be generous. Although the name was a bit strange, it was still the same after all.
It’s a common word, and it goes well with the Buddhist temperament. I never thought that it would be called wrong all the time.
Nodding, Tang Chao returned the Namaste salute without saying anything else. He watched the young monk open the door again and rush into the rain, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Dadu, Lord Dadu, it must be that the other party has not escaped... It turns out that I look like this...
…
Yes, Tang Chao met each other, only once, and it was also the last time. In the previous life, the distance was just a bit far away, about a few kilometers. When I saw it through a high-power lens, I was extremely impressed. At that time, the other party was extremely
Not so pretty and shy...
After the young monk left, the house felt a little dull, just like the situation in the car when he arrived.
But there are some differences. Brother Liang was the driver when he came here. He needs to concentrate on driving, so he should not talk. But now a few people are trapped here, and they are idle. He still doesn't talk. That should mean he has a taciturn temperament, but
This was not the case. Xie Wei knew him well. Seeing him turning his head and looking at the window from time to time, where the small temple was, she couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing... maybe I'm overly concerned." Brother Liang shook his head, looked at Xie Wei who looked confused, and explained, "When we came through the temple before, the atmosphere in the temple seemed a little, a little... defensive?
"
After careful consideration, her tone was still uncertain, but Xie Wei couldn't help but look serious when she heard this, because she knew the real ability of the nominal driver, and frowned: "You mean those people in the compartment... are not good people? Is the young master in danger?"
Shaking his head, "When we came here, someone came out of the wing. The young master turned around and looked at him. He must be acquainted. Well, how to put it, I can't tell the specifics, it's just a feeling... When I went to bed at night
Please be careful, I will keep watch at night, just in case."
After Tang Chao and Xie Wei nodded, they turned to look at each other. Family heritage is really not just talk... The domestic situation is a bit special, and we cannot easily cultivate dead warriors and assassins like foreign families.
But there are still some necessary defensive guards, and Brother Liang undoubtedly plays such a role.
His feeling was not wrong, and his attitude was probably not as uncertain as what he said. He just didn't want to scare Xie Wei and the two of them, so he didn't say it was as serious as he said. In fact, he should have known in his heart, that is, from the moment he stepped into
From the moment they entered the small temple, the three of them were under surveillance.
Of course, it was also because the other party did not hide it deliberately. If I guessed correctly, it should be official power.
As for what was going on here, Tang Chao's attitude was the same as that of Brother Liang. They were not curious or concerned. They were just pilgrims who came to fulfill their vows. If they hadn't been trapped by the sudden heavy rain, they would have been on their way back by now.
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At this time, there were five or six young men scattered in the inner wing of the temple, each doing their own thing.
A man stood in front of the window, admiring the rain scene through the glass, shaking his head and exclaiming: "This is the light rain predicted by the meteorological station... Even my grandfather's knee forecast was more accurate than this!"
"Your grandpa's old cold leg is seriously ill." A companion came closer with a cigarette in his mouth, "Here, let's borrow a fire."
"Go, go, find a lighter."
"Isn't it out of gas? Please help me."
Helplessly, the man by the window snapped his fingers, and a small flame instantly ignited from his index finger. His companion leaned over and after borrowing the fire, he reached out and touched the back of his hand. It turned out that he was an old smoker.
Snap, slap it open. The man by the window turned his head and said aggrievedly,
"Commander Zong, look at it, my powers are so useful now. If there's a fight, I'll have to kneel down!"
"Be content, Ah Qing. At least you can still fly knives with the clan team. What about me?" A person in the corner was disassembling and storing gun accessories. It looked like it was a sniper rifle. He looked as depressed as a husky. "
In this damn weather, I can still see only three to five meters without a high-power lens, but I’m completely blind when I use it. Let alone the commanding heights, I’m even afraid of being hacked off when I climb up!”
"OK OK."
The man sitting at the table studying the topographic map in the room raised his head with narrow eyes. It was Zong Qing who had met Tang Chao a few days ago. He rubbed his brows and said, "There are always more ways than difficulties. Let's overcome it. Short paragraph,
It’s almost time, take your group of people to pick up Team Gao and come back. Ah Hua, contact Colonel Xu again. If the communication is restored, ask them where they are and whether they need to send their position again..."
Just as he was talking, a figure opened the door and rushed in, and the two people who had just received the mission went out. As they entered and exited, a large area of icy wind and rain swept over them.
"Damn it, close the door, I've put out my cigarette..."
"Shao Bai, you came just in time." Zong Qing raised his hand to greet him, "How are you doing? Are there any problems with those people who just entered the temple?"
"Probably not. The first woman, little Zen Master Dadu, knows her. She is a native of Lingjiang. She came here to fulfill her wish. She brought a young man with her, maybe a nephew. I don't know. The other one should be a bodyguard. It's interesting. It seems
Realizing that they were being watched by us, but there was no threat and they were not the target this time, the little Zen master arranged for them to go to the woodshed behind the temple."
"Well..." Zong Qing pondered for a while, hesitated, and then said, "Withdraw your people, but leave two team members to guard there, just in case. If you really take action tonight, remember
Protect them."
"But we don't have enough manpower in the Zong team..."
Zong Qing spread his hands: "Then what do you think we should do? It's impossible to send them away in this weather. Should we just watch them get involved and die?"
"...I understand." He nodded helplessly, and then the visitor hesitated and said, "Zong team, do we really want to stay here for half a month? In fact, we can discuss it with the young master and bring the Zen master's relics first.
Transfer to avoid problems that cannot be taken care of..."
"Inappropriate!" Another burly man opened the door and rushed into the house. He seemed to be a leader. Everyone in the room stood up and addressed Captain Gao, shaking off the rainwater from their bodies. Captain Gao waved his hand and said in a deep voice,
"Zen Master Kuzhu is an elder in the tribe, and he also possesses mystical powers that are almost prophetic. Since he told us to stay here for half a month before he passed away, it must be his intention, and we just need to carry it out."
After a pause, he looked at Zong Qing, "Have you contacted Colonel Xu?"
"We are in contact. The last call was that they had arrived at the suburban camp. Logically speaking, they should be entering the mountains now, but this heavy rain... the situation is not predictable, so we have to prepare for the worst. The time, place and people are favorable, and now we are
We only have the advantage of the location. The other side is hiding and we are taking the light. We have lost the harmony and time, and now we have lost the timing. There is no reason for the other side to miss this perfect opportunity to attack."
"Understood, there are not enough manpower. Everyone will work hard tonight and take turns on duty. As long as we hold on until support arrives, even if the opponent forces an attack, we can keep them all here!"