I am the Dragon King of the Well

Chapter 57

"Hey, it's just little monks. Lord Mountain God, I pity them and let them settle down here. I also specifically told them to ring the bell every day to amuse me. These monks are also obedient and dare not stop for a day." The shrew's face A trace of unnaturalness flashed across his face, but he soon puffed out his stomach and said triumphantly.

Qiu Ping hurriedly delivered another flattery, which made the shrew float even more.

"Lord Mountain God, when are we going to pick fruit?" Qiu Ping didn't like the environment here, and the bells in the temple always made him feel a little dangerous.

"Don't worry, it's still early, let's wait a little longer. The best time to pick chayote is late at night. There is a lot of knowledge involved in it. You probably won't understand it after I tell you. Listen to me and you're right. .” The shrew waved his hand, as if he was very knowledgeable.

Although Qiu Ping felt more and more strange in his heart, he still nodded and followed the other party up the mountain. .

And not long after the two of them left, at the foot of Huangzhong Mountain, there were four young and strong people carrying a soft-bottomed sedan chair and walking steadily towards the mountainside.On the side of the sedan chair, there were also some young people dressed as scholars.

Now it's the Chinese New Year, and many people and nobles in the vicinity come to Luohan Temple to offer incense in order to pray for auspiciousness.I heard that the Buddha enshrined here is quite effective, so although the Luohan Temple has just been built, it is already famous in Changning County.

It was quite lively as they walked along the way.

"Brother Qiran, I heard that you are talented in poetry, and you passed by Huangzhong Mountain today, why don't you write a poem?" Everyone walked up the mountain, one of the scholars was talking and laughing with the people beside him, but suddenly he suggested.

If Qiu Ping had been here, he would have discovered that this "Brother Xiran" was actually Jing Xinghuai who dreamed in the ancient well that day.

Jing Xinghuai, the word is generous.

"Poetry is nothing more than a small way, but classics and righteous articles are the way to govern the country. Jing has already sworn that unless the examination room responds, he will not write poetry until he is admitted to the Jinshi. I can be happy because of the scenery, but I don't want to lose it because of the scenery."

Jing Xinghuai laughed, and declined.

Everyone was still waiting to be encouraged, but they heard a light cough coming from the soft sedan chair.

"Xinghuai's words are justified. Although the peace is still there, the imperial court has already seen accumulated evils. You must eliminate the evils for the imperial court, instead of indulging in beautiful rhetoric all day long, wasting the good time of the youth in vain."

A middle-aged man with a thin face lifted the car curtain and spoke softly.

As soon as he said this, everyone immediately fell silent, not daring to say any more irrelevant words.

Because this middle-aged man is Pei Tao, the current Hanlin of the imperial court, the number one scholar 17 years ago, and a well-known talent all over the world.

He is also the chief examiner of the Qingzhou Township Examination this time, and the teacher of the scholars in front of him.

"Xinghuai, talk closer." Pei Tao waved to Jing Xinghuai.

Jing Xinghuai hurried forward, and the other candidates beside him looked envious and jealous. If he could be favored by Master Pei, as long as he could pass the Jinshi examination in the future, he would definitely be able to soar into the sky.

Because of Pei Tao's status and age, entering the power center in the future is almost a certainty.

"The article you wrote in Qiuwei, saying: 'The king of heaven, he thinks of the people', I am quite impressed. However, I see that there are many unfinished meanings in your words. Now it's just you and me, in your heart You can tell me all about the ditches there are." Pei Tao spoke softly.

In this provincial examination, Jing Xinghuai's literary talents were not outstanding, but the level of the tail of the crane.But the thoughts contained in his article are very appetizing to Pei Tao.

Therefore, he deliberately designated the opponent as the No.6 Yakui.

Jing Xinghuai gathered his thoughts, combined with some revelations he got from the mysterious god and his own thinking in recent times, and told Pei Tao all he could.

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In the blink of an eye, it was night, and the moonlight could hardly be seen in the late winter night, and the sky was covered by thin mist, but it was a good time to sneak around... Oh no, it was a good time to pick fruits.

The shrew covered the lower half of his face with a piece of rag, and sneakily ran along the corner of the temple wall.

Behind him, a child about three feet tall followed on tiptoe.

"Mountain God..." Qiu Ping's face darkened, it didn't look like he was doing some serious work.

"Hush! Remember not to use supernatural powers for a while." The shrew turned around, hurriedly told Qiu Ping to stop talking, and carefully looked around to make sure no one had noticed, then heaved a sigh of relief.

As soon as he slid, he climbed up the courtyard wall of the Arhat Temple, and Qiu Ping followed suit.

The environment inside the Arhat Temple is very complicated, scripture hall, pagoda forest, monk's house... But the shrew seems to have entered its own home, and no one has discovered it along the way.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the two came to an orchard.

Before they got close, they smelled a strong and strange fragrance.Above the orchard, there are faintly resplendent Sanskrit characters of Buddha's light. If foreign enemies invade, they will immediately be counterattacked by the prohibition of Buddhism.

"Little loach, grab my tail." The shrew pouted its butt, and a small tail that looked like bean sprouts was exposed.

Qiu Ping was a little disgusted, but still pinched the opponent's tail with his fingers.

"Hey, let's go in and pick the fruit." After Qiu Ping grabbed his tail tightly, the shrew leaped forward and turned into a phantom together with Qiu Ping.

Qiu Ping only felt that his body was slightly stagnant, and then, as if passing through a layer of air bubbles, he instantly passed through the barrier of the Buddha's light and entered the orchard.

There are dozens of fruit trees growing in the garden, and the fruit trees are full of heavy and golden chayote, a small part of which has matured and is exuding a strong fragrance.

It seems to be a mature woman, exuding a seductive smell.

The shrew was drooling at the sight, with a wretched smile on his face, he climbed up a fruit tree in a few steps, and swallowed a whole ripe chayote.

Qiu Ping also twitched his index finger at this moment, climbed up the nearest fruit tree in a few steps, sat on the branch, held the chayote and ate it.

"Crack clap."

"Hahahahaha."

In the quiet orchard, there were two more big mice, eating so heartily.

The most hateful thing is that one of the black mice has its own scale space, even eating and taking, but in a blink of an eye, the originally golden orchard becomes like a dog biting, with broken branches and leaves everywhere.

Even on the trunk of the fruit tree, there are two clear front teeth marks.

"Hi... I'm too full." The shrew was lying on his back on the ground, his stomach full like a hill, and he was about to vomit out all he had just eaten after hiccupping.

Qiu Ping was much more rational than him. He only ate three pieces of chayote, and he put the rest in the scale space, so he could eat and digest them slowly and avoid waste.

So don't look at the shrews eating a lot, in fact, most of the orchards were taken away by Qiu Ping.

(End of this chapter)