In the Putian Temple, it was full of dilapidated walls, many of the stone walls had developed cracks, and had a shaky appearance, as if it would collapse the next moment and be completely destroyed. However, this place appeared to be very clean, with nothing resembling cobwebs or dust present in any corner, as if someone had cleaned it every day, keeping it tidy all the time.
In the grey-green walls, a wooden door that appeared to have rotted stood quietly, slightly opening a small gap. Ao Fan pushed the door and walked into a large courtyard, looking around.
There were many trees planted around, but they seemed to have been weathered, even in summer it was gloomy. A lot of fallen leaves were sprinkled all over the ground and could be seen everywhere. However, because of the cleaning by someone within the temple, the leaves here were much less than outside the door.
This was a quiet courtyard, and Ao Fan's ears were only filled with the sound of birds chirping high in the sky. He continued onwards, walking through many doors and halls and courtyards in succession, but what he saw was all the same.
Compared to the hustle and bustle of Huatian Temple, this place seemed much cooler. At least for now, Ao Fan did not see a single person. He walked straight ahead, walking past one hall after another. He didn't want this place to be cold, but the scope was not small, estimated to be at least half the size of Huatian Temple.
As he was walking, Ao Fan suddenly paused, and with a slight sniff, he was surprised to find a barbecue aroma emanating from one of the halls, emitting a tantalising scent.
How could a barbecue appear in a Buddhist temple?
Ao Fan was rather stunned, although he did not know much about the Buddhist lineage, he did know that meat was forbidden in this type of sect, and it was only vegetarian on weekdays. Although the Putian Temple was small, there was no way that it would openly barbecue in the temple without regard to the rules of the lineage, right?
This was a very clean hall, and looking outside, one could see a large Buddha built inside the hall, very clear and instantly recognisable, presenting a dark gold colour, quite intimidating. On either side of the Buddha statue, there were two small doors that led to the inner courtyard.
However, underneath the Buddha statue, a bald monk with a bowed back was currently setting up a pile of fire, wantonly burning a rabbit. Judging from the aroma, this rabbit was almost about to be cooked, and the golden colour of the surface was moist from the warmth of the flames, dripping a little bit of hot oil.
At this moment, Ao Fan wondered if he had gone to the wrong place. At the same time, he felt that the back of the monk seemed somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.
It was at this moment that a dignified voice came out from within the hall and droned, "Senior brother! How many times have I told you not to burn exams in the temple, why are you still like this? You even went so far as to burn the exams with your hands under the statue of Buddha, are you failing to take my words into consideration?"
"Don't dare, don't dare!" An obscene voice rang out, the monk in purple robe who was roasting rabbit meat said, "Senior brother is like a regenerated parent in my eyes, how would I dare to ignore senior brother? It's just that once you get addicted to this wine and meat, it's hard to take it back."
As soon as he heard this person's voice, Ao Fan instantly had an odd look on his face and already knew who the monk who burnt the koan was. To this person, he was already quite clear in his heart. A lewd word would definitely not be able to say enough about the other party's shamelessness; a shameless word, saying it would only make this person feel that he was being praised.
"I also know that you can't quit your drinking, and to this day, I have no intention of letting you do so." The voice filled with majesty continued as a silhouette appeared from within the hall and came to the Drinking Flesh Monk's side.
This person was clad in the most authentic robe, which already looked rather old but was spotless. He was unsurprisingly bareheaded, and his long face was extremely solemn, with a pair of eyebrows that almost touched together, completely unibrowed. On his chin, a long beard grew there, black and white, reaching up to his chest.
After he appeared, he first paid homage to the Buddha statue, and then said to the monk of wine and meat, "But haven't I told you many times? Even if you want to eat meat, you can go outside the temple and barbecue it secretly, why do you have to let me see it?"
The Wine and Meat Monk heatedly laughed and said, "Actually, the reason why I'm like this is not because I can't stand a single minute of it, so I simply started barbecuing right here, it's a hopeless situation."
"Bullshit!" The monk with a straight face blew his beard and glared, saying, "How could you be unable to endure even those few breaths of time, you clearly deliberately wanted to barbecue here, with what heart you know yourself."
Wine Meat Monk grilled the rabbit meat, picked it up and took a bite of it beautifully, and then said, "Well, I'll be honest. I feel that the point that the Buddhist Sect prohibits meat is very bad, so that many people have lost the pleasure of food, light tea and rice which is not as delicious as mountain treasures and sea food. Therefore, by sitting under the statue of Buddha and barbecuing, I am hoping to awaken my Buddha's true nature, so that my Buddha will approve of us eating meat."
Dao Dao's rather articulate words were spoken and seemed to be extremely right. But since they were senior brothers and had lived with each other for a long time, how could Monk One-Eyebrow not know the truth of the words spoken by Monk Wine Meat?
Monk with one eyebrow blankly looked at Drinking Flesh Monk a few times, helplessly said: ''Hmph, what exactly is your intention, after so many years I have already understood. You are nothing but trying to swindle me into eating meat so that you can satisfy your inner sense of achievement, how boring. But let me tell you, this is absolutely impossible!"
The Drinking Flesh Monk laughed, not the least bit embarrassed that his dirty thoughts had been uncovered, and said, "Senior brother, my Buddha said that everything is possible!"
"But this one is absolutely impossible! You've tricked Qingqing, do you still want to trick me?" The one-browed monk was so angry that his beard was shaking, and he sternly drank, "It's also my fault that I didn't watch over Qingqing ten years ago, and I even let you guys take advantage of the situation, causing Qingqing to like meat, and I can't change it even if I want to."
"This is a good thing." The Wine and Meat Monk said to the One-Browed Monk with a beat up look.
"You!" Monk One-Browed Atmosphere.
"Why are you guys arguing again?" A voice that sounded as if it only appeared in a dream rang out, Qing Qing, as if she appeared in a painting, walked out from the inner courtyard and came into the hall, smiling coquettishly, "Master Empty Chan, don't get angry, it's not like you don't know Master Empty Sage's temperament. There is also Master Empty Sage, you should also lessen the anger of Master Empty Chan."
"So it's Qing Qing who has come." A trace of a smile finally appeared on the serious face of the one-browed Master Empyrean.
"Qing Qing, come here." The Wine and Meat Monk's eyes lit up as he picked up another roasted rabbit and said, "Your Saint Grandpa is better than your Grandpa Zen, and has roasted one for you as well."
"You!" Grandmaster Empty Zen's eyes glared while Monk Wine Meat was all smiles.
Qing Qing received the roasted rabbit meat, then her eyes flickered and saw Ao Fan standing in the outer courtyard, and immediately said with joy, "Ao Fan, so you came over."
Ao Fan smiled and nodded, slowly walking towards the hall.
The Wine and Meat Monk was eating a large mouthful of roasted rabbit meat, at the same time there was an extra purple wine gourd in his hand, drinking the wine in it, eating and drinking, "Actually, as soon as this guy appeared, we knew, we just don't know why this guy didn't come in, instead, he stood outside and watched us talk. Murphy, Murphy ..."
Drinking Flesh Monk stared wide-eyed and muttered, "Could it be that this guy really has that kind of hobby, it's just that he lied that night in order to make me feel at ease, and inadvertently it's the word that got out. This person's heart is deep, it's hard to keep his innocence."
Ao Fan had just walked into the hall, when he heard these words his body slumped and almost fell straight to the ground, black lines sprouting from his head. Qing Qing laughed her head off, her crisp voice travelling a long way. Even Master Empty Zen was dumbfounded, his hesitant gaze running over Ao Fan and the Drinking Meat and Monk, causing Ao Fan's face to sink even deeper and Qing Qing to laugh even more.