Wake up, stop dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

There are not too many people on the train, Zuo Yan is also the second time to do the train, and both times there are hard seats.

It is said that their journey took two days. Zuo Yan was worried about his own butt, and he didn't know if Boss Si was doing it on purpose or he was really picky. Anyway, looking at the scenery outside the window, he sighed heavily.

"What are you sighing for?"

Zuo Yan said: "If we go to Wuyin Temple, it doesn't count as going to work. Is there any extra overtime pay?"

Looking at the expectation in his dark eyes, Si Jia hit him mercilessly, "No."

Zuo Yan confirmed that this person is really picky.

During the two-day journey, every time Zuo Yan was hungry, he would find a place to carry someone on his back to eat bamboo shoots, take a bite, and take a look at the scenery outside, feeling desolate in his heart.

"I'm so fucking smart, why is it still so difficult."

System: "Because you have no money."

One sentence left Zuo Yan speechless, it is not easy to be a fairy these days.

When I got off the train, I took the bus instead, skipped three times, climbed the mountain, and every time Zuo Yan was tired, Si Jia told him, hurry up.

When Zuo Yan asked for the sixth time, the two of them finally touched the gate of the temple. It was a bit like Tang Sanzang was learning the scriptures.

The temple is located halfway up the mountain, and the mist is misty. After knocking on the door knocker and waiting for a moment, Sika pushed the door open and entered.

Zuo Yan followed behind, the first impression was the emptiness, but the cleanliness was unbelievable.

The fog seemed to be getting thicker again, and a person walked by from far to near in a hazy way. The fog was lingering, and the bell hanging under the eaves swayed slightly, making a crisp sound.

The young monk stopped in front of them, clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, the almsgiver climbed mountains and waded to add incense to Wuyin Temple, so sincere..."

Before the monk finished speaking, Si Jia interrupted him mercilessly, "Alms for alms."

The smile on the monk's face immediately retracted, and he waved at them, "No."

Zuo Yan: ...it doesn't look like a serious monk at first glance.

While the monk was swinging his arms, Zuo Yan saw something dragging behind him.

Take a closer look, it turned out to be a toy played by a child, with a wheel, in the shape of a duckling, with a line on its neck, it can be dragged and walked. Generally, it was played before the age of three, and after the age of three, it is a childish toy. .

"Yo! Let me see, this aura." The monk saw Zuo Yan walking around him as if he was a treasure, and started to look at him. The duckling behind him followed him without a thread.

The monk looked at him, he looked at the duck, and the two unnatural eyes of the duck carefully stared at the man in black beside him.

Si Jia glanced at the thing under his feet expressionlessly, stretched out his long arm, and pulled the boy over, "Your apprentice is going to suffocate to death."

The monk pawed the duck with his foot, "It's beneficial to be around him, don't hold back, breathe! You idiot, take a few more breaths of his black air and become a human sooner, so I can die with peace of mind."

Zuo Yan was taken aback for a moment, the monk was still smiling when he spoke, but what he said...

The duck was kicked on the ground by his master, struggled to get up with two inflexible wings, and carefully hid behind the monk, only showing two small eyes to look at them.

"Don't stand here stupidly, come on, go into the house and get on the kang." The monk waved his hands and walked back, completely losing the master's demeanor he had when he first saw him.

The furnishings in the main hall are also very simple, with a Buddha statue enshrined on the high platform in the center.

Like a rakshasa, the gods are fierce and evil, and the general Buddha body is golden, but this Buddha statue is indeed completely black.

"This one beside you, what kind of ghost? This aura is shining with white light, which is simply a contrast to you."

This person was completely black, while the young man beside him was glowing with white light, the contrast was obvious.

Zuo Yan didn't notice this man's eyes just now. He could blink when he opened his eyes, but his eyes were dull, and a layer of gray haze covered those eyes that might be agile.

"Panda." Si Jia poured two cups of tea, put one in front of Zuo Yan, and pushed the other in front of the duck.

The duck was stunned for a while, and after a while, seeing that the master didn't speak, he plunged his head into the teacup, and the tea in it gradually disappeared.

"I have... Let me think about it, yes! I haven't seen a new monster in more than 100 years, panda... I haven't seen it since the day I opened my eyes. You have found a treasure."

When the monk slapped the table, the tea was shaken. The duck was startled, and carefully picked up the cup and crawled under the table.

Zuo Yan was holding the cup, and took a sip of the tea without any difficulties. The sweet feeling made his exhaustion disappear.

"Two."

The monk became even more excited now, "Two?! Yo, why didn't you bring that one too?"

Sika said, "I see what you want to do."

The monk pursed his lips, "Cut, you are so boring, tell me, what can you do with me, the fee is not discounted." He leaned back, scratching his bald head, without the appearance of a monk at all.

Sika took out the jar from his backpack, and the monk understood it at a glance. "The evil spirits that have killed people are still taken to me. Could it be that the rules of this mortal world have changed again?"

"How many people come to this temple in a year, can it support your disciples if it doesn't open again?" Si Jia said lightly.

The monk snorted coldly, pulled out the duck from under the table, and gritted his teeth, "You prodigal son, I didn't spend as much money as you did back then."

"100 years have passed, do you still expect the present to be the same as before?"

The monk looked at the Buddha above, Zuo Yan felt that his eyes seemed to be able to see.

"The biscuits from that year were still delicious, but now there is nothing left to eat." The monk spit out such an unreasonable sentence after a while.

At noon, the monk entertained them with a vegetarian lunch. In his words, if they hadn't run out of money recently, they should have roasted whole lamb.

Although it was vegetarian, it tasted really good. After dinner, Si Jia took out a card and handed it to the monk, and the two of them were kicked out.

Zuo Yan took advantage of this time to go to the bathroom, and the smile on Mu Zhen's face fell, "Have you decided?"

Sika said, "As long as he is willing."

"What if he doesn't want to?" Mu Zhen asked.

"If you don't want to, you can live for a few more years. You have come here for so many years."

The duck's small eyes looked at the two of them, not understanding what they were talking about.

"It's all fate." Muzhen is like a real eminent monk at the moment, "This is the last time we see each other, and finally we don't have to see your paralyzed face."

Si Jia said, "Maybe I can still collect your body."

"Amitabha, a pinch of loess, how can you collect it?"

The duck's eyeballs rolled, which means he knows it, that is, don't talk about it, I want you to meddle in your own business.

After Zuo Yan came back, the monk stood at the door and waved his hands, "Next time you have such a good thing, come to me again. I welcome you anytime."

Zuo Yan felt that the monk was holding a handkerchief instead of a Buddhist bead, so he waved at them with a sweet smile, "Come on, come on."

The next moment, a toy duck turned seven hundred and two in the air and landed in his arms. Zuo Yan hurriedly caught it, but luckily it didn't break. This is his apprentice, although he doesn't know what it is.

"The apprentice will feed you for a few days, just don't starve to death."

After finishing speaking, the door slammed shut, and the duck broke free from Zuo Yan's hands. He put it on the ground, and saw him crawling to knock on the door. The plastic wings were about to break, and the door didn't open.