The Big Landlord

At noon, smoke rose from the Diling Temple. The fairy nuns who were cooking added a ladle of vegetable oil to the hot pot and poured the eggplants in the pot into the pot. The immortal nuns were all very old. The soft eggplant was also fried to a pulp, and it was impossible to see the meat inside.

The fairies sat around a table and began to enjoy lunch. They put the fragrant dishes into their mouths. Two or three of them chewed the meat in the first bite. They were startled on the spot. They secretly glanced at the people around them and remained silent. They continued to eat loudly, and one of them probably hadn't eaten the meat yet, so he smiled and praised: "Today's food tastes good!"

After eating the second chopstick dish, she couldn't laugh anymore. It was obvious that she also ate pork, and she immediately started eating by herself like everyone else.

The long-lost and familiar taste was really good. A large bowl of eggplant was quickly eaten clean. The meal passed in such silence. No one reminded me, no one pointed out, and I planned to just stay silent. Erased without interest.

On the hillside outside the temple, Zijian was so excited that he couldn't stop laughing; Zhan Wu was so happy that he nodded and bowed; Xiaohui also cheered in a low voice, but Wang Ben was different from them and was actually a little interested. Lan Shan, he doesn't like this kind of pure prank, it is harmful to others and not beneficial to himself.

"How about it, my method is good, isn't it!" Zijian laughed, showing off his pride after succeeding in his cleverness.

"If people don't come up with it, what can they do," Wang Ben said with a shrug, not really agreeing with it.

"At least let them break the precept," Zijian said unconvinced.

"As you said, they are not formal monks anyway, so it doesn't matter if they eat occasionally," Wang Ben said, spreading his hands.

Zijian was not willing to accept that his plan was not recognized, and continued to argue: "There must be a knot in my heart."

"Hey!" Wang Ben exclaimed and began to think deeply. Two seconds later, he suddenly smiled and said, "You reminded me, I thought of a way."

"Tell me about it?" Several people came over and asked in unison.

"I haven't thought it through yet, let's talk about it now when we get back," Wang Ben waved his hand and rushed home with a few others, discussing the plan as they walked.

In the evening, they walked up the mountain again. Unlike the swaggering entry into the Diling Temple in the morning, they were cautious this time. The cat secretly peeked at the temple door to make sure there was no one in the front hall, then the cat crouched and walked in quickly. I chose a Bodhisattva and hid it behind.

It was getting dark and the full moon hung on the branches. Several people nodded to each other behind the Bodhisattva and smiled proudly.

"Hu Xianniang..."

Zhan Wu lowered his deep voice and shouted slowly, the end of the sound was long and long, and there was an obvious tremor in the sound. In addition to him, Zijian also shouted in a low voice, one high and one low. The combination of two voices, one deep and one sharp, is like the call of gods and ghosts.

Not long after, Hu Xianniang appeared in the front hall with a face full of panic. She looked around, but found nothing unusual. She frowned in disbelief. Just as she was about to turn around and leave, a voice sounded again, "Bold Hu Xianniang, please come back." Kneel down quickly!"

The voice came from Lord Tathagata in the center of the hall. Hidden behind was Wang Ben, and the voice just now came from his mouth.

How could Hu Xianniang, who had always believed in Buddhism, dare to be negligent? She hurriedly knelt on the futon, not even daring to raise her head, and kept reciting scriptures in her mouth.

"Hu Xianniang, do you know what commandments you have violated?" Wang Ben said eloquently.

"Know...know,

"Hu Xianniang was so flustered that she hesitated and slurred her speech.

"It's good to know, I'm going to take you in now!" Wang Ben said sternly with a heavier voice.

"Lord Buddha, please spare my life, I...I don't want to die yet," Hu Xianniang was shocked and her body began to tremble.

"Chichi!" Xiaohui, who was hiding behind Maitreya Buddha, couldn't hold back and laughed twice.

Hu Xianniang suddenly felt doubtful and stood up to check behind the Bodhisattva.

"Bold! Black and White, I order you two to catch Hu Xianniang quickly," Wang Ben calmly imitated Tathagata and shouted in a low voice, patting Zijian and Zhanwu on the left and right.

The two nodded in understanding and put the black and white impermanent masks and hats on their heads. Their heads stretched out directly from behind the Bodhisattva. They had no props and clothes on their bodies and did not dare to expose them all. In fact, Tathagata Buddha and black and white impermanent people have nothing to do with each other, but in reality I can't buy any other props, and Hu Xianniang definitely doesn't understand anyway.

The pointed hat of Black and White Wuchang, coupled with the long scarlet tongue of Bai Wuchang, were very realistic in the dim light. Hu Xianniang was frightened on the spot. She dared not look at it, so she hurriedly knelt down again and kowtowed. He kept begging for mercy, "Lord Buddha, have mercy on me. I will never dare to do it again. I will burn incense and kowtow to you every day."

"Well, if you devote yourself to Buddha on weekdays, I can give you a chance," Wang Ben said slowly, softening his voice.

"Please... Lord Buddha, please give me a clear explanation," Hu Xianniang asked happily as if she had found a life-saving straw.

"From now on, you must do ninety-nine and eighty-one good deeds without obtaining any benefits," Wang Ben taught in a persuasive way.

"..." Hu Xianniang was a little hesitant. She did not charge for the service, which would kill her.

"If anything happens against your will, I will take your life immediately!" Wang Ben shouted in a deep voice.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Hu Xianniang trembled. She dared not listen, so she could only agree.

"Amitabha, please go," Wang Ben issued an order to expel the guests so that he could escape after a while.

Hu Xianniang, who was already pale, was eager to leave as soon as possible. After hearing this, she kowtowed several times and ran to the backyard tremblingly.

There was no movement in the front hall. The four of them hurriedly ran out of the temple door and left quickly under the bright moonlight. They did not stop to cheer until they were far away from the Diling Temple.

"Hahaha!"

Half leaning side by side on a slope, the four of them laughed heartily. Thinking about Hu Xianniang's appearance just now, they couldn't help but laugh a few times.

"This trick reminds me of people drinking urine in Journey to the West. If I had known we should have had some," Zijian said reluctantly, as if he wasn't satisfied enough yet.

Wang Ben smiled and ignored it. Doing this was his bottom line. He could not make the villagers not believe in superstition. He asked Hu Xianniang, who used feudal superstition to make huge profits, to do eighty-one free things. He was very satisfied with the result.

"The four of us haven't played such a prank together for a long time," Xiaohui exclaimed, raising his arms.

"Yeah, I really miss my childhood," Wang Ben said with emotion, tearing off a piece of dead grass and shaking it in his mouth.

"Unfortunately, I have to go back to school tomorrow," Zijian said with a sigh.

"I'm going to the city tomorrow too," Zhan Wu clenched his fists and spoke very firmly.

"I...I want to go out too," Xiaohui said a few words hesitantly.

"What are you doing out there?" The three of them looked at their fist-less arms and asked in unison.

"I'm in such a state that I can't even hold a hoe. I don't want to stay in the village and wait to die," Xiaohui bit his lip and made up his mind alone.

"Let's go, let's all go. I'll stay in the village alone and live a leisurely rural life," Wang Ben said angrily and walked quickly down the mountain.

How happy it is to have friends during this time, but in the blink of an eye, we have to go our separate ways. When will the next gathering be, and will there be another time? Adult life is so realistic, so ruthless, and so cruel.