Chapter 514 Model Model 【Subscription】

"Thank you Master for answering the questions. By the way, the big clock at the door is very distinctive. Which owner donated it? It can be seen that it is very hardworking." Uncle Da laughed.

Fangzheng looked at Uncle Da's sincere face, but his eyes were full of hypocritical smiles, and said with a smile: "It's an old object, it was not taken out before, and it was only hung up recently."

Fangzheng is not good at lying, but it is okay to say some ambiguous words. The clock is indeed an old thing, and it is also an old thing in Lingshan. It's just that he omitted some words.

Uncle Da's eyes lit up immediately. It's not an antique, and the value is not low. If it's an antique, it's priceless! Uncle Da breathed a little faster, and then asked: "Old thing? How old is it?"

"Amitabha, the poor monk doesn't even know about it, but it should have existed for hundreds of years." Fang Zheng said.

"Hundreds of years?!" Zhang Zi and Ying Zi shouted in unison, which attracted dissatisfied eyes from several pilgrims. The monastery is a place of purity. It is not just that Bodhisattvas and monks like purity. The pilgrims who come here also pursue purity. If it is messy, what are you doing in the temple? Might as well go to the market. Keeping quiet in the monastery is the most basic quality, so several people were severely despised.

Uncle Da glared at the two of them, and the two of them grinned and fell silent.

Uncle Da said: "It's really been a long time, thank you Master for answering questions and clearing up doubts, I will go down and burn incense, so I won't bother the Master.

Fangzheng nodded, sat under the bodhi tree again, and quietly read the Buddhist scriptures.

Uncle Da took Zhangzi, Yingzi, and Dumb into the Buddhist hall. Each of them took three sticks of high incense and burned them.

After leaving the gate of the monastery, Zhang Zi said puzzledly: "Uncle Da, we don't believe in this either, why are we still offering incense? And offering high incense, this is too extravagant."

"You know what, Uncle Da really doesn't believe in Buddhism, but it's going to offend others, so you have to give me a sweet date, right? It's a good way to accompany him in advance." Uncle Da said flatly.

Zhang Zi was stunned, and then said ecstatically, "Uncle Da, what do you mean..."

"No fun! Let's go!" Uncle Da suddenly interrupted Zhang Zi's words and strode away.

Only then did Zhang Zi come back to his senses, glanced vigilantly in the direction of the monastery, and made sure that no one noticed him, so he followed Uncle Da's footsteps and left quickly.

It's just that Zhang Zi just looked behind him, not at his feet...

At Zhang Zi's feet, a chubby squirrel sat there, holding a piece of bamboo shoot and eating it. When Uncle Da and the others left, they immediately ran up to Fangzheng's shoulder and said, "Master, I always feel that these people are not good people. They also cover up their words, so they must have no good intentions."

Fangzheng put down the Buddhist scriptures and said with a smile, "Oh? What did they say that made you think so?"

Then, the squirrel imitated the conversations of several people.

Fangzheng frowned slightly, and then sighed, "It's a blessing, not a curse, it's a curse..."

"How?" Squirrel asked curiously.

Fangzheng said meaningfully: "If you don't do it, you won't die."

At the same time, Uncle Da led his people down the mountain, and now Yizhi Village farmhouses are next to each other. As the business gets better and better, they not only manage meals, but also provide accommodation.

Therefore, Uncle Da and the others found a house in the village that looked quite honest and had a model model placard hanging on the door to live in.

"Uncle Da, why do you keep watching the boss?" Zhang Zi asked in confusion.

"This guy doesn't look like a model soldier at all... Zhang Zi, go find someone to ask who this Boss Song is. The sign outside is not fake, right? The things we do, the best place to live An honest person's house, less worry and less trouble." Uncle Da said.

Zhang Zi nodded, went out immediately, and came back after a while.

"Uncle Da, I asked. Boss Song is really a role model. He volunteers every day. He is very kind." Zhang Zi said.

"Well, that's good." Uncle Da nodded, but he always felt that there was something wrong in his heart. He traveled all over the world, and he had never seen a model soldier wearing his hat crookedly, with a second-rate face... In the end, he comforted himself Said: "Maybe I think too much."

It was night, and after several people finished their meal, Uncle Da said: "Get ready, go to the mountain tomorrow morning."

"Uncle Da, have you entered the mountain now? Don't care about the things in One Finger Temple?" Yingzi asked curiously.

Uncle Da shook his head and said: "That thing has an owner, it can't run away, and it can go there anytime. It's different in the mountains, it has no owner, and if you go late, someone might get there first. Go ask Song Boss, has anyone in the village ever entered the mountain? We need a guide, you can negotiate the price with him.”

"Okay." Zhang Zi went out immediately.

"What? Are you going to enter Tongtian Mountain?" Song Ergou dropped his hat when he heard that.

"What's wrong? Is Tongtian Mountain dangerous?" Zhang Zi asked.

"In the past, it was really dangerous. The most famous thing on Tongtian Mountain is that there are many wild boars, with rough skin and thick flesh, running all over the mountains. Big wild boars of several hundred catties rushing over. Think for yourself, is it scary?" Song Ergou asked.

"There are so many wild boars?" Zhang Zi was taken aback. The most ferocious beasts in the Northeast are wild boars. When you go up the mountain, it is better to meet wolves than wild boars.

"Don't get excited, it's different now. I don't know what happened to those wild boars. After going down the mountain, they ran around in circles and didn't meet people at all. But on the mountain, wolves, blind bears, There are a lot of poisonous snakes. The most important thing is that Tongtian Mountain has not been developed at all. There are only some trails stepped on by everyone. It is very difficult to walk. By the way, what are you doing up the mountain? There is nothing on it except wild vegetables and mountain delicacies. Yes." Song Ergou asked curiously.

"We are all city dwellers, and we just want to go into the primeval forest to feel the breath of nature. By the way, Boss Song, can you find us a suitable guide?" Zhang Zi asked.

"The guide is simple, I'll look for it for you. But the price...you know, our village is all engaged in farmhouse entertainment, leaving for a day, the loss is not small." Song Ergou is a ghost after all.

Zhang Zi smiled and said, "Don't worry, you are indispensable for the money."

Song Ergou nodded and left.

Song Ergou felt that something was wrong when he left the house. It is not that he has never seen the city people who entered the mountain, but there are few people like these people who are able to act and do things quickly. The focus is on the body. There are still a lot of things on her back, and the bulging looks are not light.

"Forget it, what they want to do has nothing to do with me. Just contact them with a guide..." Song Ergou shook his head, too lazy to think about it.

"Amitabha, Lord Song, where are you going?" At this moment, a Buddha's horn sounded, Song Ergou was stunned, and said in surprise: "Abbot Fangzheng, why did you come down the mountain?"