Fatty and I didn't agree immediately.
Qin Qianqiu's three younger brothers would definitely not survive.
It seemed that they were interested in Fatty and I, but I always didn't want to work for others.
The feeling of being under someone else's roof made me uncomfortable. . otbnkotgt After hiding in the cave for four days, the big black snake was eaten clean, leaving only its head, which I kept.
It was a beast after all, and its fangs and especially the horns on its head might be able to be sold for some money.
The injury is still not fully healed, but it is better than before.
Qin Qianqiu's body has improved to some extent except for the fracture that has not recovered.
The three of us have just left the cave.
We can't go back to the previous village now.
Lingqian must have gathered people.
Judging from the time, her people may have arrived in the past few days.
In addition, I was worried about the little novice monk, so I chose to hide in the village at the end of the mountain road to see the situation.
After walking down the mountain road for about two or three miles, I saw a small village surrounded by forests.
Looking down from a high place, I could see that there were only about ten households, and it was not very prosperous.
The three of us entered the village and saw a few people dressed as hunters at the entrance of the village.
They looked a little strange when they saw us.
This kind of village generally has less contact with the outside world, and there are no tourism projects nearby, so few outsiders take the initiative to enter the village.
"Fellow, I'm sorry to ask, have you seen a little monk?"
The fat man stepped forward to ask.
Several hunters shook their heads first, and then looked at us with vigilant eyes.
Their xenophobic mood seemed serious.
"They say they don't know, how can they fix it?"
The fat man shook his head and said.
"Let's search separately first.
Fatty, you go look for cadres such as the village chief.
Brother Qin and I will search for the young monk separately.
Once we find the young monk, we will find a way to settle down.
We can hide for half a month before we talk."
I gave a few simple instructions, and neither Qin Qianqiu nor Fatty had any objections, so they went separate ways.
The village is really not big, only about a hundred meters in front and back, and it looks like most of the people are hunters.
There are roe deer skins hanging at the door of their houses, and there are also a few hounds.
I wandered around the village, but found no trace of the little novice monk for a while.
Just as it was strange, someone suddenly shouted from behind: "Who are you?
I've been watching you for a long time.
Why are you wandering around in our village?"
I was stunned, and turned around to see a dark-skinned, rather strong-looking young man looking at me warily.
The young man in front of me was carrying a bamboo basket and looking at me, as if he had caught a thief.
"I'm sorry, fellow, I'm here to find someone.
Did you see a little monk?
He's only seven or eight years old, about this tall."
I gestured, but the young man started shouting: "There are no monks in our village.
Please leave quickly.
If you have evil intentions, I will not be polite to you."
Thinking that there was no need to argue with him, he smiled and turned around and left.
Returning to the entrance of the village, I saw the fat man and a few old men coming here from a distance.
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Fatty is really good at interpersonal communication.
He can make strangers and acquaintances, young or old.
As long as he has no grudges against us, Fatty can become our friend in just a few words.
Several people came up to me, and the old man held my hand and said excitedly: "You must be Comrade Xiaoshan.
I heard that you are here for survey and want to build a logging farm here.
Okay, we will definitely support it."
I was stunned when I heard that, and looked up at the fat man.
This guy winked at me.
He was bragging and said that we were investors who came to conduct on-site inspections.
"Well, yes."
I could only bite the bullet and follow the fat man's lies.
"The forest coverage here is relatively large.
I think it would be good to build a lumber camp nearby.
By the way, I look at the mountains.
There seems to be a temple, are there any monks in the temple?"
"There are monks.
There is also a young monk in our village."
When the village chief said this, I suddenly became happy and asked hurriedly: "Where is the young monk?"
"I saw it yesterday.
They were crazy and talking nonsense.
They said that there are monsters in the temple on the mountain and let us save them.
We are not going.
Little comrade, let me tell you, the temple on the mountain is not working and it will not protect our area.
The old monk doesn’t want us to go there.
It’s better to demolish the temple and develop tourism here to make money.”
When people start chasing money, they will slowly abandon some things.
The so-called equal exchange is probably the situation in front of me.
"I want to meet that little monk."
As soon as I said this, several old men looked at me with some suspicion.
The fat man next to me hurriedly tried to smooth things over: "We hope that the young monk can join us.
After all, those who do business are seeking money, and no one will offend the Bodhisattva."
Okay, right."
"Yeah, let's go find it right now."
Ten minutes later, the young monk, who was covered in mud and looked a little thin and frightened, was brought to me.
I couldn't even recognize him.
He looked like a street kid I had seen when I was a child.
His cheeks were sunken, his monk's robes were in tatters, and his eyes were red.
He looked like a stunted child.
"Little master, it's me."
I clapped my hands and said.
The little novice monk looked up at me and was stunned for a few seconds.
Then he suddenly burst into tears and stumbled over to me and hugged me.
"Don't cry, don't cry" I was a little helpless and whispered comfort.
"Donor, master, hurry up" I covered his mouth before he finished speaking.
The old men next to him looked more and more suspicious of us.
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The fat man smiled and said: "We have just arrived.
Do you have a house?
Let's settle down first.
It will probably take a few weeks to inspect."
When the time comes, we will draw some pictures and bring them back to our company in Shanghai for study.”
The people in the mountains were not highly educated, but the fat man's bragging skills were top-notch, and the old men who deceived them with just a few words nodded frequently.
The village arranged a bungalow for us.
It was not a big place but we had a place to stay.
At night, in the house, the little monk cried and said, "Donor, my master is hopeless.
Let's go back and save him."
I sat at the table and sighed: "I don't know your name yet."
"My name is Huizhi.
Master said that I have wisdom roots.
He also said that I will be able to understand profound Buddhist teachings in the future.
Master, master, woo hoo."
He was still a child after all, so it can be imagined that he had not had an easy time in this xenophobic village these past few days, and he started crying again as he spoke.
"About that monster, has your master told you before?
Don't you even know what the origin of your little temple is?"
After the little monk stopped crying, the fat man asked from the side.
Huizhi wiped her tears and said for a moment: "My master didn't tell me anything.
I don't know why there are so many snakes."
"Don't you know anything at all?
Didn't those senior brothers tell you anything before?"
I asked.
"Brother," Huizhi held a corner of the pancake and thought for a while before continuing, "I remember that the last senior brother to leave said to me the day before he left, asking me to leave quickly when I grow up.
He said that there is a Jedi behind our temple. , there are monsters inside.
I thought it was my senior brother who scared me, and my master never told me this."
It seems that the monks who left the temple before should know some of the temple's secrets, so they chose to return to secular life, which was actually an escape.
The young monk didn't know, and the old monk didn't explain it clearly, so he didn't know anything.
While we were talking, the door opened and Qin Qianqiu walked in from the outside.
After sitting down, he took out a pack of cigarettes in his hand.
The fat man and I looked at him with eyes wide open.
"Brother Qin, where did you get it?"
The fat man asked with a smile.
"The old village chief outside probably gave it to us to please us."
He said while smoking.
"Okay, let's get down to business.
I just went for a walk outside and sent a letter to my friend outside in a special way.
There are no telephones in this village, so it will probably take a few days to wait for a reply.
Let's go there first Just stay here."
This nest lasted for three days, and Fatty had to deal with the village chief and the others every day.
In the eyes of these villagers, we were wealthy masters, and we were treated to good food and drinks every day.
I recovered very quickly and was basically fine after three days.
Qin Qianqiu's hand also recovered about 60%.
At noon, the three of them gathered together.
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Qin Qianqiu took out a note from his pocket and handed it to me.
"What?"
I mumbled and took it over, opened the note and took a look at it, and my expression suddenly changed.
The note said: Lingqian's helper has arrived, the master of Sanshan Mountain is here, so be careful
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