C21

"Sleeping in the temple, that's so comforting. But I'd rather sleep comfortably in a hotel. " I said snappily.

Third Uncle told me that I wasn't willing to stay the night here, so he rubbed his head, which gave me a headache.

"Young master, come over here for a moment. I want to ask you something." Third Uncle seemed to have thought of something and said to the young monk.

"Benefactor, what do you have to ask?" The young monk slowly walked over and replied.

Third Uncle asked, "Young master, do you have an umbrella in your temple? Can I borrow it?"

So Third Uncle was planning to borrow an umbrella, but how could he repay the loan? Could it be that he would have to come back to give away the umbrella? People might not even think you'd return the umbrella.

The young monk rubbed his head and said, "Benefactor, if you had said earlier that you might still have borrowed it, but there are only a few umbrellas in the temple, and they were all borrowed by the previous pilgrims. It would be hard for us to go down the mountain and buy the temple's junk now. "In addition, they often come to this temple to pay their respects. Ordinary pilgrims wouldn't be able to borrow them …"

Third Uncle was flabbergasted. Although it might be realistic, every word he said made sense and no one could refute him.

There was an expression of anticipation on my face, and I didn't get involved.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier. It did not seem like a shower. He was afraid that he would not be able to return today. Sigh, it was hard to come out, but I ran into this kind of damned weather. How unlucky.

Third Uncle continued to ask, "Then may I ask Young Master if there is any place in the temple where we can stay the night? We will leave as soon as the rain stops tomorrow."

The young monk was somewhat surprised, he did not expect his third uncle to stay here for the night. Of course, other than Third Uncle, this old Taoist, who would be willing to stay here for the night? I thought to myself.

The young monk thought for a long time before speaking, "Benefactor, I am not too sure about this, and I do not dare to make a decision without permission. Please go ask the host, he will definitely be able to answer Benefactor's questions." With that, the young monk pointed to the back and looked at an old monk with a white beard and hair.

I can't help but think of the Wuxia novels in the host, each ruthless, kung fu high. Thinking about this, he was speechless.

"I'll be troubling you then, young master. We'll go find the host now. There's no need to trouble you then." After Third Uncle said this, he looked towards me and indicated that I should follow him.

"Then I'll take my leave." After saying this, the young monk returned to his praying mat and started chanting, striking the wooden fish. It was as if the thunder and the rain outside could not affect him at all, and his calmness was astonishing.

Not long after, Third Uncle and I walked up to the host and approached him. I sized him up.

A head of white hair and a white beard could be seen from afar. Upon closer inspection, he was wearing a yellow monastic robe and a pair of cloth shoes. But with his round fat face and gleaming eyes, he seemed more like a merchant than a monk.

Before I could say anything, the host opened his mouth and said, "The two of you must be here to donate the sesame oil. I haven't asked for your surnames yet."

This damned old fogey kept his mouth shut. Seems like he has also farmed quite a bit every day, no wonder why he is so fat and white. Just thinking about it, I feel hateful.

At this time, Third Uncle spoke up, "Master, when we offered incense to Master, we already gave him some money. I'm afraid Master has forgotten about that. Furthermore, I have something else I would like to ask you, Master. " Third Uncle, on the other hand, was extremely good-natured. After all, he had a favor to ask of others. If he wanted me to beat the old master to death, it would be fine even if he was old.

"Almsgiver, it's the money for the oil. As the name implies, Almsgiver, you only paid for the sandalwood fragrance, you didn't pay for the lamp oil." "Besides, I don't really know what question you're going to ask me." When the host heard this, he did not get angry, but his expression did not change. His old face did not turn red and he said these roguish words. He even threatened us with no money to pay and no answers to our questions. I thought that if I went up there, I would give him an old punch that would break his teeth. However, when I saw the calmness in Third Uncle's eyes, I immediately understood.

Resisting the urge to hit him, I took four hundred dollars out of my pocket and dropped it into the cash box.

He saw it and seemed to frown.

Fuck, you think it's too little! If it weren't for the fact that you are the host and an old fogey, there would be one less old bastard in the world today!

Third Uncle threw me a comforting look, indicating that I should calm down. That was how I managed to sort myself out a little. I'll pay for it as a hotel.

Third Uncle spoke up at this moment. "Master, I've already asked, right?"

The old fogey slowly opened his mouth and said the word 'good'.

The third uncle didn't have much of a reaction and only said, "May I ask if master the temple has any rooms for us to sleep in? Once the rain stops tomorrow, we will immediately leave."

After the old man heard this, he showed a troubled expression and said, "It's not that I don't want you two to stay the night, but there are almost no rooms available for you two to stay in. "If you two insist, there is a woodshed and a yaksha side hall in the temple that you two can stay in for the night." After saying that, a hint of pride flashed across the host's eyes. It was as if he could make the two people in front of him happy.

The calm and collected Third Uncle could not help but frown.

F * ck, if the money is too little, then let's live in the woodshed and the yaksha side hall that sounds unpalatable! The more I looked at this old fogey, the more I disliked him. Although his expression was serious, I was still unable to conceal the glee in his eyes. If there was a brick, it would be a brick in the morning, damn it.

However, it seemed that I didn't have any other choice. Just thinking about sleeping in the woodshed would probably make my scalp tingle. But that Yaksha side hall sounded strange. However, it was a side chamber, so at least it wasn't crowded. There definitely weren't that many bugs.

At this time, Third Uncle said, "Then let's sleep in the woodshed. Little Fan, what do you think?" I didn't expect that Third Uncle would choose a woodshed, so I quickly replied.

"Don't, Third Uncle, how crowded are the woodshed and how many bugs are there? Let's go to that side chamber instead. "

Third Uncle rubbed his temples, as if he was thinking about where it would be better. After a while, Third Uncle said, "Then let's sleep in that side chamber. We also need to borrow cotton wool from the two of us."

The host seemed to be scared that we really wanted to stay for the night, but he didn't tangle with us on the cotton wool, but he lent it to us straightforwardly. As for the quilt, he didn't really need it in the summer.

After a while, with cotton wool in our hands, we followed the emcee to the so-called Yaksha side palace. He didn't know why, but he felt a sense of familiarity along the way, as if he had been here before. When we reached our destination, we suddenly understood.

So, it turns out that Xin Xin is the hall that we came to before, the hall that worships demons and ghosts to become buddhas.

Seeing our surprise, the host proudly explained: "The Buddha statues in the Yaksha side palace, because after the establishment of the palace, due to the appearance of demons and devils, the side palace has become idle and we no longer have to worship them. So, there is no need for the two of you to hide from us, this is also the reason why this side palace is able to accommodate the two of you. On the other hand, this Buddha statue is still rather old, so we'll just leave it here and ignore it. But you two must not have any thoughts about this Buddha statue, if you have any, hehe. " The host had a smile that didn't reach his eyes and looked rather scary.

"Master, you can rest assured. The two of us are just lodging for a night. We won't have any other thoughts."

This old fogey nodded his head as if he lost interest in us and left, leaving Third Uncle and I behind.

I checked the time on my cell phone. It was 4: 21. Through the window, he could see that it was already dark outside. The rain was still falling, and from time to time there would be flashes of lightning, followed by the sound of thunder.

After withdrawing my gaze, I sized up the Yaksha side hall. After looking at it for a while, I realized that the name was too appropriate. During the day, he only took a rough look, and only now did he realize that behind these Buddha statues, there was a pile of Buddha statues. Perhaps it couldn't be called a Buddha statue, but a pile of scrap metal. It looked like it was a pile of broken Buddha statues. However, it was still a Yaksha Buddha statue. After being destroyed, some were hands, some were feet, and some were extremely hideous heads! It looked creepy, and I was surprised.

Third Uncle also frowned when he saw this. However, he immediately turned his gaze towards the ground. I also followed his gaze and looked over. There wasn't anything interesting on the ground.

But I immediately came back to reality. So this place was actually made of dirt!

Third Uncle saw that I was so surprised and explained, "Xiaofan, look at this great hall. The rooms in front of it are all concrete, right?"

I nodded. I didn't seem to notice that it wasn't made of concrete, but this Yaksha side hall was an exception.

"Compared to the fact that this place has been abandoned for too long, even the later renovations of the temple neglected this place, which made it seem more like a storage room. Unexpectedly, in the hearts of people, this Buddha was divided into different grades. If they did, I'm afraid they'd be furious. " Third Uncle's first words were very true, and then he started to joke. This really made people speechless.

But the thought of sleeping on the ground at night and having an intimate contact with nature made my heart ache. Fortunately, although this land was made of land, it was still quite flat. With a cushion of cotton wool, it was enough for a person to sleep on.

I looked around. Although the Yaksha side hall wasn't big, it was still quite spacious. There was only a corner filled with buddha statues. After all, there are a lot of broken Buddha statues that give us space.

Thus, Third Uncle and I busily swept up the dust on the ground first, then we spread the cotton wool on the ground and took two prayer mats from the side. After patting them clean, we used them as pillows.