Master is not married yet

Chapter 96 Restaurant Lama [3]

After nearly a month of non-stop driving, we came to the foot of the Daxue Mountain. The stretch of snow-capped mountains looked far and wide, and the bleak cold wind blew on the face as if cut by a knife, which made people unbearable. , It feels like the internal organs are about to freeze.

The second senior brother took off his coat and put it on me, and only put on a black undershirt and exhaled to the third senior brother, "Let's find a place to rest for a while, even though Tudou can resist most of the cold now, she only wears this Going up the mountain with a thin skirt is tantamount to courting death. How about your little eunuch?"

The third senior brother patted Xiao Shunzi behind him, whose face was purple with cold, and said, "Hey——, little eunuch, are you still alive? Please let me know if you are alive."

"It's so cold, how can there be such a cold place in this world." Xiao Shunzi replied tremblingly.

"Well, it looks like he's still alive." The third senior brother smiled.

I looked around, and there was only a village-like place in front of me, so I pointed to it and said, "Let's go and see if there are any extra clothes there that are willing to sell us."

The two of them nodded and rode their horses into the village.

Pieces of snowflakes drifting in the air landed on my eyelashes, I took a breath, and the second senior brother turned to me and asked, "Is it cold?"

I shook my head, but he still hugged me tighter, looked around and said: "Chuchu, the lights in that house are on, go and have a look there."

The third senior brother glanced at Xiao Shunzi, clicked his tongue lightly, and said in a low voice, "If it wasn't for the guessing game, alas"

He complained and complained, and still followed the second senior brother's instructions and rode his horse to the Orion's house in the distance. The second senior brother also saw that there might be someone in a house not far away, so he dismounted first and carried me off. , said to me: "I will go there to see, you will not get snow if you stand under the eaves, wait for me to come back."

I returned his coat to him, but the second senior brother didn't take it, he just pinched my face, got on his horse and ran in that direction.

I looked up into the distance, the snow seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, the sky and the earth became one color, a vermilion Buddhist temple fell on the top of the white snow peak, looming, adding a touch of red to this piece of silver and white, like a large The cinnabar on the senior brother's forehead is like cinnabar, so dazzling.

When I was in a trance, a group of chickens suddenly crowed from behind me, and I turned around in surprise, thinking that someone raises chickens in such a cold place?Then he followed the sound by accident and walked over. Sure enough, he saw a group of strong chickens pecking at the snow in the chicken coop, as if they were looking for food.

"Chicken? In this place?" I looked at this group of unusually healthy chickens, and couldn't help blurting out what was in my heart.

"Well, it belongs to Monk Kong Kong."

A delicate female voice came, and I turned my head to see a girl about eight or nine years old standing in front of me, wearing a light blue robe tightly wrapped, her cheeks were red from the cold, and her hair was tied into a long braid. .The carnelian forehead ornament on the forehead is shining faintly, and she is looking at me with big eyes blinking.

"Monk Kong Kong?" I repeated.

"It's a strange monk," she said. "My name is Drolma Gyatso. Just call me Drolma. Where's my sister?"

"Yuan Yingying."

Dolma Gyatso blinked, "Yuan Yingying? That's very similar to the name of the chicken that Monk Kongkong always holds."

"What?" I looked at her, "Isn't the Monk Kong Kong you mentioned tall and tall with emerald green eyes?"

She nodded, "Yes, he looks different from the lamas in the monastery, so he's easy to recognize."

I looked at the clucking chickens in the chicken coop, "Then what are these chickens?"

"Because the Jokhang Temple can't raise chickens, he put the chickens in the village and entrusted my parents to take care of them. He will come down about once every three or four days, but I haven't seen him much in the past two or three months. I heard the news from the temple. The lama said that he has gone to Chang'an." She looked at me, and then said: "Sister Yingying, it sounds like you know Monk Kongkong from what you said, are you here to look for him?"

"Well, he's a very important person to me," I replied. "I'm here to see him."

"Well, my father said that Monk Kongkong came back a few days ago, but he went back to the temple immediately after feeding the chickens, so I didn't see him either." Dolma Gyatso said looking at the red in the distance , "It's snowing heavily now, the road to the Jokhang Temple is too dangerous, why don't my sister stay at my house, and when the snow stops, Monk Kongkong will come down by himself, okay?"

"At your house? But you haven't asked your parents, isn't that bad." I said, "And I'm not alone, I have three companions."

"It's okay, our family is very big, and my parents also like to have guests visit." She said calmly, "And Sister Yingying looks exactly like the person in the painting, I don't think she is a bad person, let's go, The snow outside is getting heavier and heavier, and it will be difficult to walk by then."

After meeting up with the second and third brothers, I followed Drolma Gyatso to the upper blockhouse, and she said as she walked, "I have seen these two brothers in paintings, and they were all drawn by Monk Kongkong. He complained that he was not allowed to display erotic pictures in the temple, but it is not good to hide them in Buddhist scriptures, so I had to wrap erotic pictures in your portraits and secretly put them here, so I know what you look like."

She led us to the main room. Various auspicious pictures were painted on the walls, such as deer, peacocks, cranes, etc., and colorful card mats were placed along the windows. The wafting fragrance of Buddha and the brazier with tea simmering make people feel calm.

"The painting is here, you see."

Drolma Gyatso wheezed and took out a scroll that was almost bigger than her body from the scrolls of calligraphy and painting in the cabinet, and spread it out in front of us, my brother and I stared wide-eyed.

That painting depicts everyone in the Mingjing Gate, including me, senior brother, second senior brother, and third senior brother. Standing behind us is Master, surrounded by several chickens romping happily. Seeing everything that the senior brother expected in his heart, my eyes turned red when I watched it.

"Although Sister Yingying is wearing a veil, the person in the painting should be you. Monk Kongkong will always touch you on the painting and tell me that anyone who is interested in it should tell him what is in his heart immediately. It's so sensual. It’s okay, I said it’s not like what a lama would say, but he just rubbed my head and said that I’ll know when I grow up.” She said, “Monk Kongkong is really different from those lamas who can only chant sutras. Same."

"Master Kongkong monk, does he often paint these?"

"Well, besides the erotic pictures, he often draws you guys, especially sister Yingying." Dolma Gyatso replied, "But my parents hid the erotic pictures and said I can't see them, so I don't know where those pictures are either."

The second senior brother looked at the painting and said calmly: "That idiot Luo Bi is so restless after becoming a monk."

"It's obviously not disconnected from the world of mortals." The third senior brother said, "Fortunately, he is called Kong Kong, and there is nothing empty here, especially the lower body."

"Woooooh, Luo Lang loves each of you deeply. Although Xiao Shunzi and I are not in the painting, I can still feel Luo Lang's deep love." Xiao Shunzi sobbed.

"Dolma," I said, "do you know where Monk Kongkong came from? Why did he become a lama?"

Dolma Gyatso nodded, "It starts with him saving Abba a few months ago."

(End of this chapter)