Chapter 330 Hitting the road
There are as many believers in Longmen as ever.
Compared with half a year ago, Zhao Yushu's mood was completely different when he came to Longmen this time.
After all, with his apparent fifth level strength, he can actually compete with the average seventh level strength, so he can basically walk sideways in Longmen.
The place was still full even though the Buddha hadn't left. Bujie was holding the wooden sign with his number on it, feeling quite uneasy.
"Brother Bujie, you are a monk after all. It is not appropriate for you to be so greedy." Zhao Yushu was a little helpless. After finding Bujie in the half-built Mirage Temple, the other party immediately asked Zhao Yushu to take him to dinner. As a result, he was almost beaten out by the waiter as soon as he arrived at the door.
"You monk are trying to get free food and drinks again!"
Zhao Yushu didn't have time to think about what Bujie had done in the past six months. He immediately blocked the waiter's broom with one hand and quickly took out a silver ingot with the other hand: "Money, money! Money for food!"
"Since I went to rescue you, I have been late for the lecture. The money given by the pilgrims was all taken by Yuan Zhen, who refused to give it to me. Humph, I deliberately didn't bring him out this time. Oh, I haven't eaten for a long time, and I miss him so much."
Well, you are doing this to save me, right? You are standing on the moral high ground, right? Zhao Yushu rolled his eyes and said, "Eat, eat. You are my lovely Senior Brother Bujie."
The meal was indeed delicious.
The two of them ate almost until closing time. The signature dishes were served over and over again until the moonlight grew brighter. Then they stood together with their hands behind their backs and their heads held high, not wanting to leave. There was nothing they could do; their stomachs were too round.
"Brother, I'm going to the south soon."
"Yeah, but I'm afraid there aren't so many fine wines and delicacies in the south."
"Shouldn't you be concerned about whether I'm in danger in the South?"
Bujie tilted his head and glanced at him: "You dare to kill even the emperor, what is dangerous?"
I really didn't kill the emperor...
Zhao Yushu thought about it and decided to forget it, since he was not an outsider anyway.
"Before, my teacher asked the head of Kunlun for some medicinal pills on my behalf. Kunlun has a good set of medicinal pills. See if there is anything you can use."
Zhao Yushu put a porcelain bottle into Bujie's hand: "There are three kinds of medicine in it. You can use them as you like. They are all good medicines anyway."
Bujie took the porcelain bottle and asked: "Do you have any more?"
"Yes." Zhao Yushu lied decisively.
"If you have any other good things, take them out." Bujie put the porcelain bottle in his arms and continued to reach out.
Zhao Yushu couldn't help but roll his eyes again, and took out a few wine bags from the storage bag: "I brewed it myself, it's very strong, avoid others when you drink it secretly."
"It's really strong." Bujie opened the stopper and smelled it, then continued to stuff it into his arms. Fortunately, his monk's robe was wide enough and it was now bulging.
"And this one." Zhao Yushu handed over the Law of Heaven and Earth and a bird whistle.
"Where did you get it?" Bujie showed a serious expression for the first time.
"The compensation from the abbot of Dabei Temple can only be borrowed for three years. You can practice in the seventh heaven. I'll leave it with you first. You can teach me when I come back. Also, take this whistle. If someone comes to grab it, you blow the whistle and a man with a flower on his head will come to save you."
Bujie seemed to be thinking about something, holding the booklet but never putting it in his arms.
"Brother, you shouldn't be such a hesitant person."
"Well, there's no more room in my arms..."
"..."
At Bujie's invitation, of course Zhao Yushu would go even if he didn't invite him, the two of them went back to Mirage Temple overnight.
The most basic mountain roads have been repaired. If there is no good road, everything will be inconvenient.
"Yuan Zhen and I built this road together. I was responsible for leveling the mountain, and he was responsible for carrying stones. Every stone here was picked up from the abandoned ancient temples around. It can be regarded as a continuation of their wishes."
Holding a lantern, the old Bujie introduced everything as he climbed up.
"Yuan Zhen said that we should build a mountain gate first, so that everyone will have a sense of support and be more motivated to work. I said that we should build a roofed house first, because a bald head cannot stand the leaking rain."
Bujie kept on rambling and Zhao Yushu almost laughed out loud.
The mountain gate has been repaired. The door pillars and plaques are very new, and it seems that they were donated by a benefactor at the foot of the mountain.
The three big characters "Mirage Temple" are vigorous and powerful. I wonder who wrote them.
Going up all the way, in front of the small temple gate sat a young monk in his teens, snoring happily.
Hearing the footsteps, the little monk jumped up and quickly took off the lantern stuck by the door: "Ah, Master is back!"
"Your apprentice?"
"A kid from a farmer's family down the mountain, who has not shaved his head yet insisted on coming here to practice. I will take him with me first. This is your Uncle Zhao."
The young monk immediately bowed and said, "This humble monk greets Master Zhao."
Zhao Yushu hurriedly felt his body, feeling quite embarrassed as he had no suitable gift to give.
"If he can officially enter, you can give him the gift. By the way, what are you doing here? Didn't I say there's no need to guard the gate?"
"Master, Uncle Yuan Zhen asked me to stay here and told me to go and call him as soon as you come back."
Bujie's face changed, and he pulled Zhao Yushu away, muttering as he walked: "Where is a good place to hide the wine?"
Zhao Yushu stayed in the Mirage Temple for three days. He meditated with Bujie and the others every day, repaired the temple with them every day, and carried water to irrigate the fields with them every day.
At Bujie's request, he did not use his cultivation for the past three days, but did these things silently like an ordinary person. In Bujie's words, this is also a kind of practice.
On the fourth day, Zhao Yushu left Longmen early in the morning and firmly rejected Bujie's request to borrow a few hundred taels of silver. This monk would take advantage of every opportunity.
Zhao Yushu originally wanted to go to Nanyang to see the old dean and his younger brother Wang Bushi, but when he thought of Lan Rong's old face and that the main purpose of his trip was to find his daughter, he suddenly felt uncomfortable all over.
Forget it, let’s take a detour.
Nanyang is very close to Dongdu, but at this time Nanyang has not yet pledged allegiance to either side, which is in line with Lan Rong's indecisive and fence-sitter character.
Xiangzhou, south of Nanyang, was still nominally under Chang'an, but it had a bit of the momentum of occupying the mountain and ruling the country, because the Red Lotus Sect's northern army vanguard was stationed in Jingzhou. The two sides were far apart and could not interfere with each other for the time being, so the Xiangzhou defenders had a hundred reasons to keep their troops in place.
I don’t know whether General Sun’s troops have returned to Chang’an or have gone directly south to garrison. He had a feud with Duke Yue before, so it is unlikely that he will join the Dongdu side.
Zhao Yushu looked at the rough map again and again and decided to go to Xiangzhou first. If the two sides have not completely cut off non-military exchanges, then they will go south through Jingzhou. Lan Ling's last letter said that they are now in Yuezhou and have taken the black deer away.
If the road is blocked, haha, I am a cultivator of the fifth level, what can stop my legs?
Zhao Yushu confidently boarded a convoy, paid two taels of silver for the fare, and sat on the creaking truck.
The caravan is only responsible for hauling people and basic security, and the passengers are responsible for their own food and lodging. It is mainly for the small escort leader who escorts the team to earn some extra money for himself.
The convoy will leave from Dongdu and go all the way to Nanyang.
Zhao Yushu turned around and waved at the distant mountain. Under the morning sun, a magnificent temple seemed to be rising from the ground.