You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 35 Xuanmi Monk
The young monk led the big monk up the mountain. The five monks who were carrying the sedan chair under the big monk were panting with exhaustion. Their sweat soaked the ground, but none of them dared to stop. They all gritted their teeth and held on.

After climbing the 666 steps, the five monks placed the sedan chair steadily on the ground, and then rolled away in four directions, some lying flat on the ground, and some lying on their sides on the stone piers.

The last one was simply crushed under the sedan chair, motionless, as if dead.

"You are useless. You can't even lift a sedan chair steadily. You have no skills at all. Bringing you here is really embarrassing for me!"

The fat monk snorted coldly, then took a step forward and walked down from the sedan chair.

He landed on the ground, swayed a few times, and stood at the gate of Anming Temple.

The young monk looked at the big monk's behavior with an awkward smile on his face, but he didn't know what to say.

He doubted whether he was bewitched by a ghost at that time and invited such a living Buddha.

The gate of Anming Temple opened wide, and two abbots, one the master and the other the deputy, walked out of the temple. The moment they saw the fat monk, they showed surprise on their faces, and finally looked at each other in bewilderment.

This monk seemed a little different from what they had imagined.

However, he still had to be polite and the fat monk immediately came up to him with a smile:

"Amitabha, I am An Yi, and this is my fellow apprentice An Er. We are both abbots of An Ming Temple. May I know your Dharma name?"

"I am a poor monk named Xuanmi and a guest of King Kang."

The fat monk held the bowl with no expression on his face. He looked around Anming Temple as if he was examining a piece of merchandise.

But when An Yi and An Er heard the fat monk's self-introduction, they were immediately overjoyed.

It really is the great monk from King Kang!

In today's world where feudal lords are fighting for power, if you can get along with one of them, it will be more promising than becoming an official in the court!
There are no monks on Prince Shou's side, and they have no connections. If they want to become a vassal king in a proper manner, the only way they can go is Prince Kang.

Now that this great monk has come to his temple, it is simply a godsend!

As for the famine in Xuzhou, which was under the jurisdiction of King Kang, it didn't matter to the two monks.

It's impossible for them at Anming Temple to really move away. They have food and drink if they stay in Qingzhou. What does the chaos in Xuzhou have to do with us?
And even if we really become King Kang's retainers, ordinary people cannot afford to eat, but can King Kang not afford to eat?
I heard that King Kang was two meters tall and weighed three dan. He had good wine and venison every day, was accompanied by beautiful women, and his retainers were all wealthy. According to their assets, their wealth could only increase steadily and they would become richer and richer.

"Master Xuanmi! I have heard of your great name for a long time! My junior brother observed the sky last night and realized that a distinguished person would soon come to my temple. This morning, we cleaned the temple in advance and are waiting for you to come."

An Yi walked up to Xuan Mi with a smile, bowed respectfully, and intended to invite Xuan Mi in.

After hearing his words, Xuanmi's originally expressionless face revealed a hint of strange emotion.

He looked An Yi and An Er up and down, and suddenly said:

"I am here to represent King Kang. Wherever this foot steps into, it means King Kang has arrived."

An Yi and An Er looked at each other, not knowing what the monk meant.

Seeing that the two men were unwilling to compromise, Xuanmi frowned.

"You have the protection of King Kang. Your temple is under the jurisdiction of King Kang. Do you think you can let me in just by saying 'please'?"

Hearing this, An Yi suddenly understood.

He immediately gave a wink to An Er, who immediately ran into the temple. Not long after, An Er ran out.

An Er came close to Xuan Mi and took out a gold ingot from his sleeve, which was glittering and exquisite. He handed the gold ingot to Xuan Mi respectfully, and Xuan Mi took it, weighed it in his hand, and then a slight smile appeared on his face.

"It's okay."

As he spoke, he placed the gold ingots on his bowl.

The rice pile slid down like quicksand, and the gold ingots immediately sank into it and disappeared.

An Yi and An Er were a little dumbfounded.

What kind of treasure is this that has such power?
The skill of sinking rice to hold objects is something that ordinary people cannot learn!
Sure enough, he is a retainer of the prince! Even if his ability is not as good as those of the noble families, it is probably not much worse!
After receiving the gold ingots, Xuanmi finally stepped into the temple.

Under the guidance of An Yi and An Er, Xuan Mi entered the main hall, and he saw the giant Buddha in the main hall at a glance.

The Buddha with a kind face sits on a lotus throne. His whole body is golden, apparently painted with gold paint. As soon as you enter the room, you can smell the overflowing precious light. Whether the Buddha's spirit is efficacious or not is another matter, but it is really dazzling.

In front of him was a small table with several incense burners on it, and in front of the table was a wooden box with the words "offering box" carved on it.

Xuan Mi came over and patted it lightly with his palm, and heard a clanging sound inside.

"Master Xuanmi, the two of us will arrange a room for you right away." An Yi came close to Xuanmi and said flatteringly.

"That's not necessary." Xuan Mi shook his head: "I came out this time with a mission from King Kang. Send a few monks to the south of Qingzhou City. Stop and ask any strange people you meet on the way."

"What are you asking?" An Yi asked suspiciously.

"On the way, ask... 'Have you seen any great merits?' If not, continue walking towards the city. When you reach Qingzhou City, you need to ask the local civilians. At that time, ask 'Is the river god here? Is there any more young master here?'"

The two monks did not understand at all why the master did this. His words sounded strange, as if he was playing a riddle. But when they heard that it was a task given by King Kang, they nodded calmly.

"As for me, you guys bring a better cushion over here, and then go to the kitchen and grab a bowl of rice. I'm going to burn incense and worship the Buddha."

An Yi and An Er looked at each other.

When they saw the silver that Master Xuanmi took out just now, they both thought that he was a greedy person. They didn't expect that after coming in, he would even worship Buddha. He is truly a role model for monks.

The two of them did not dare to delay and immediately carried out all the instructions that Master Xuanmi had just given.

A group of young monks walked out of the mountain gate and headed south. The best cushions in the temple were placed right in front of the golden Buddha.

After several bowls of rice were placed in front of Xuanmi, Xuanmi sat down on the mat, waved his hand, and asked An Yi and An Er to go out.

After An Yi and An Er left and Xuan Mi was the only one left in the hall, he sneered.

"Two idiots, I'm afraid you may have taken yesterday's great merit as mine."

Xuan Mi also suddenly felt a great merit rising from Qingzhou last night. To him, it was like fireworks suddenly exploding in the dark night. He guessed that a treasure was born. It happened that he received a task from King Kang to investigate Qingzhou City, so he directly sent a few of his servants to bring himself here.

The deputy abbot of Anming Temple seemed to have learned some strange tricks to conceal the treasure, and mistook the treasure for a person, so he invited him in.

Now that I'm here, how can I go back empty-handed?

Xuanmi looked at the big Buddha in front of him, his eyes full of greed.

(End of this chapter)