Chapter 312 The Old Monk

The "the hall" mentioned by Song Jinke is called Wangting Hall, with only three rooms on the front and back houses. The front house is enshrined with a wooden carved Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, one side is a sutra-chanting room and the other side is a salvation room; the back house is the living room of the old monk guarding the door. Wangting Hall is not a temple, but is only a place where Wangting villagers in Wangting Town pray for blessings and eliminate disasters and sacrifices and pray for rain.

Under Song Jinke's arrangement, Kong Liqiang was placed in the salvation room of the Wangting Hall.

At this moment, Kong Liqiang was hungry and sick, and was already dying. Seeing that he was still breathing, Xiaobao's mother laid a layer of straw on the wooden board that was usually used to support corpses. The old monk brought another quilt to cover Kong Liqiang and also lit an oil lamp for him to lay the oil lamp on the side of the pavilion. After everyone finished cooking, before leaving, Xiaobao's mother did not forget to put a few pieces of pancakes next to the lamp and said, "It's also a poor person. You're so young. You're so fond of eating and going on the road!"

After Song Jinke and the others left, the old monk saw that Kong Liqiang had oil paints and blood stains were hanging on his face. He chanted a few words "Amitabha", went to the back room to get a basin of water, and carefully helped him wash his face carefully and carefully. While scrubbing, Kong Liqiang was unbearable and added the wash water flowing on his lips. Seeing this, the old monk was stunned and quickly went to make a basin of water again, soaked the towel, and slapped the water into Kong Liqiang's mouth.

This water is life-sustaining water!

Kong Liqiang, who had a high fever for two days, even though chewing coriander to relieve his fever, the fact that the drip of water did not enter was the root of his life.

Water and pancakes pulled Kong Liqiang back to the world from the brink of death.

Kong Liqiang hasn't slept in bed for nearly half a month. The slabs that hold the corpse are also paved, the quilt that covers the corpse is also paved, and the big house that shelters the wind and rain. He is like staying in a luxurious hotel, sleeping with peace of mind and comfort.

The next day, the village chief and the little mother came to see Kong Liqiang once.

They were very happy to see that he was not dead and his spirit had improved a lot. Kong Liqiang wanted to sit up, but was held down by the village chief, rubbed his hands and said, "Lying down, lying down! It's so good! You have a great life! It seems that you can't die!"

My mother said, "Fortunately, I sent you to the hall, and it was the Bodhisattva who saved you. You couldn't even get angry at that time, and almost scared me to death. If the village chief hadn't thought of sending you here, you would have really re-entered your life!"

Kong Liqiang said: "Thank you, village chief, thank you for your pancake."

The village chief said, "What are you thanking! We can't let you save me when you die! Old monk, I'm leaving you with me now! I have to take good care of others!"

The old monk said, "Yes!" He sighed slightly, "This young man is malnourished. I don't have any meat or fish here. Whether it can get better depends on his luck!"

The village chief looked embarrassed and said, "This is so hard to me! Who in our village has a fishy smell? Let me go catch a few fish!"

Xiaobao's mother said, "I asked Xiaobao to catch a few frogs. Frogs are also meat."

The villagers of Wangting are mellow and simple. They are all sympathetic to such an outsider who is sick and vague. Kong Liqiang gradually recovers his vitality under the conditioning of fish soup and frog meat, and gets better day by day.

Although Zhuo Linan only said once, "He admitted it and has been executed by me!" Pu Cheng's investigation of Kong Liqiang has been terminated! Yuan Yifeng quickly got the news that Kong Liqiang was killed, and Huang Guiren and Yan Qing naturally knew it. Kong Liqiang's name was erased by the Military Control Commission. Gu Zhuqun didn't know how to learn about Kong Liqiang's death. Although he refused to believe it, he was helpless. Only Yao Xiangtong was commissioned by Zhuo Linan. After returning to the town, he once again investigated the story of Kong Liqiang entering the town. He learned that it was sued by a tofu shop clerk and Kong Liqiang was arrested by the No. 76 spy Gu Zhuqun.

After Zhuo Linan found out, she secretly cried. She was sure that Kong Liqiang was suspicious of his rebellion. She knew that he was not dead, but she didn't know where he had left. From that moment on, she began to secretly search for news about Kong Liqiang.

Kong Liqiang started to walk down the ground on the third day of Wangting Hall. He was grateful for the old monk's care, bowed deeply to him and said, "Thank you for your help! I wonder if I can tell you the Dharma name?"

The old monk said freely and easily: "I am a rough man, not a monk, so where can I get the Dharma name!"

Kong Liqiang said: "In Xialiqiang, his ancestral home is Changzhou."

The old monk said, "Changzhou? It's very close to here, only a hundred miles away! I heard them say, your parents are not here?"

"Yes!"

"Oh! It must have been harmed by the Japanese who were raised by the bitch. Many people in our village died at the hands of the Japanese. These beasts will not die well, and one day they will be punished by God."

Kong Liqiang was shocked by the old monk's rough words and looked at him blankly for a moment, not knowing how to interfere.

Kong Liqiang thought that he had just recovered from a serious illness, but his extraordinary temperament could not be blocked. When the old monk saw him, he said, "Oh! You ask me the Dharma name, right? I am just a lay Buddhist who has received the Three Refuges and Five Precepts, and I have not obtained the Dharma name. Everyone calls me the Old Monk, so you call me the Old Monk!"

"Ah? This! I'm afraid I don't respect it..."

"Hey! Don't talk to me like this, I'm not used to it! When I saw that you were a child of a wealthy family, you came here in trouble. This is just a countryside, and there are not so many rules. I call me an old monk. To be honest, I am in my sixties and seventy years old this year. I have loved chanting scriptures since I was a child, but I lack wisdom. I have no temple to take me in. I can only look at the door here just to get closer to the Bodhisattva."

"So that's how it is!"

"Yes! That's it! I've forgotten the door for many years and I won't remember it. Well, I actually forgot my name, I only remember that my surname is Song, and everyone here is Song."

"Oh! Song Family."

"It can be said that day that the village chief sent you, and his surname was Song, and his name was amazing. I remember that child, and his name was Song Xiaobao. I don't know what his mother's name was. I only know that the child often comes to burn incense. If you don't believe it, just wait and see!"

"I believe it! Then I will call you Master in the future!"

"Oh, I dare not take it, I dare not take it! In Buddhism, the master cannot do it casually. What kind of virtue can I do? Can I be your master? Amitabha, Amitabha."

"Master, just a title."

"No! No, no! My old monk is used to listening to it, so don't call me master. Hey, by the way, you have already raised it, when will you go home?"

Kong Liqiang was speechless for a moment. He originally wanted to go back to Liuting Town, but his family was destroyed, so what if he went there? Besides, Liuting Town is still the territory of the Japanese. He once made such a big noise in the town. When he returned to Liuting Town, He Yi fell into the trap. He thought of his parents and his situation, his face suddenly turned pale.

The old monk quickly comforted and said, "Don't be sad! I don't mean to drive you away. I am the only one living in the palace anyway. As long as you want, you can live as long as you want. You will always have to eat a bite of food."

Kong Liqiang bowed with both hands, bowed deeply again, and said, "Thank you!"

"Oh, don't rush to thank me! I can have a companion, and when it's dark, someone can talk to me. I want to thank you! I'm afraid that the Bodhisattva in the palace will be young and I can't keep you!"

"The greatness of heaven and earth is no longer my place to live."

"In the Buddhist land, Da Ji is full of words. I see you, it's Da Peng who broke his wings."

"Over-favorite."

(End of this chapter)
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