The Dharma Sea of ​​the Green Snake

Zhang Zhiqiang is a villager in Toyota Village and has never left the village since he was a child.

For Zhang Zhiqiang, this three-acre land in Toyota Village is all he has, and he has never thought of leaving here for the outside world.

After all, there are exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes in the outside world, and there are wars and disasters. How can it compare with the peaceful life in the village?
It's just that Zhang Zhiqiang is also aware that the peace in the village does not come without a price.

In addition to offering sacrifices to the mountain gods every now and then, the villagers must be busy in the fields every day to ensure a bumper harvest in the coming year.

Although the mountain god is kind and generous, he never raises lazy people.

Only hard work will be rewarded, and hard work will definitely be rewarded. This is the mountain god in Zhang Zhiqiang's eyes.

However, just today, Zhang Zhiqiang's decades of peaceful life was broken.

Before dawn, Zhang Zhiqiang fed the chickens and ducks as usual, and after chopping enough firewood, he walked to his field.

This field was left to Zhang Zhiqiang by his father.

After several generations of reclamation, the fertility of this field has long surpassed that of other people in the same village, and it can yield a good harvest if it is planted casually.

The only drawback of this field is that it is a bit far from the village.

It took Zhang Zhiqiang a whole stick of incense to see his own field at the junction of the village and the outside world.

But when Zhang Zhiqiang came here, the first thing he noticed was not his own field, but three figures standing at the entrance of the village.

Undoubtedly, those were three outsiders.

Zhang Zhiqiang is no stranger to outsiders who occasionally come to Toyota Village.

There are at least three or five people like this who stray into Toyota Village a year, so it's not surprising to see more of them.

But the problem is that most of the outsiders in the past were ordinary farmers and merchants.

This is the first time Zhang Zhiqiang has seen these three outsiders with extraordinary auras who are not ordinary people at first glance.

The leader of the three was a burly man.

He is more than two meters tall, and his face is a little ugly, but the muscles in his arms are a little thicker than the thighs of ordinary people.

The most important thing is that just standing at the entrance of the village, the burly and strong man exuded an aura of calmness and prestige.

And behind that strong man was a little monk with a thin body and a haggard face.

Judging from the appearance alone, the little novice monk seemed to be just a young boy, but his appearance seemed a bit mature.

In stark contrast to the appearance and body shape of the little novice, is the string of huge Buddhist beads around his neck.

Each rosary on this string of beads is the size of an ordinary person's fist.

Its oily and smooth surface shows that the holder cherishes and uses it.

Zhang Zhiqiang once went to a nearby mountain to pray for blessings, but he was sure that even the Buddhist beads commonly used by the abbot of that temple were definitely not as exquisite and precious as this string of Buddhist beads.

When Zhang Zhiqiang looked past the strong man and the little monk, the last figure that caught his eyes was an unremarkable young man.

Judging from his attire, the young man was also a monk.

The blue-gray monk's robe is simple and old-fashioned, and it can be seen at a glance that it is a common clothing worn on the body all year round.

Although the Zen stick in his hand couldn't be seen to be made of specific material, it was obviously impossible for it to be made of pure steel that could be danced so easily by the young man.

Based on Zhang Zhiqiang's superficial knowledge, the Zen stick should have been hollowed out.

Zhang Zhiqiang even suspected that the main body of that Zen staff should have been hollowed out except for its bright appearance.

Otherwise, it would be completely impossible to explain why the young monk acted so lightly.

"Look, someone is coming!"

Just when Zhang Zhiqiang was thinking about who was the person who came, the burly man first waved his hand at him.

Even tens of meters away, Zhang Zhiqiang could hear the rough voice and loud volume clearly.

"Meet a few noble people!"

Seeing this situation, Zhang Zhiqiang was taken aback for a moment, and then walked towards the entrance of the village unhurriedly.

"This place is Toyota Village, and the villains are farmers in the village."

"I don't know if the nobles came here on a special trip? Or are they passing by here?"

Standing not too far away from Shanren, Zhang Zhiqiang, who was standing still, continued to raise his voice and shouted loudly.

The reason why he didn't continue to approach was because Zhang Zhiqiang knew very well that not all outsiders had good intentions.

It is wisest to keep a relatively safe distance before you know the intention of the visitor.

This is a fact that Toyota Village has verified with countless blood for decades.

"Old man is serious!"

"The three of us are just strangers passing by here, and we are not considered noble people."

It was still the leading brawny man who answered.

Just before answering, he seemed to whisper a few words with the young monk behind him.

Due to the distance, Zhang Zhiqiang couldn't hear what the two of them said.

But judging from the slightly respectful expression of the brawny man, the young monk who was not taken in by him at the beginning seemed to be the leader of the trio.

As for the little monk in the trio?

From the beginning to the end, he kept his eyes slightly closed and his hands clasped together, and he didn't say a word during the whole process.

"It turned out to be a stranger passing by here!"

After learning about the origin of the trio, Zhang Zhiqiang secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and the vigilance on his face instantly turned into a smile.

"Those three are blessed. Since the closure of the village, few outsiders have come here!"

"If you are not in a hurry, you can rest in our village for a while, and then choose another day to go on the road."

Faced with Zhang Zhiqiang's sudden enthusiasm, the burly man laughed without hesitation.

"Haha, I'm really tired after waiting for the three of us to leave."

"If you don't dislike it, we will take the liberty of disturbing you."

When he said this, the burly man's voice paused for a moment before continuing.

"Speaking of which, the three of us hurried on the road and walked through the mountains. This is the first time we have seen a village in this wilderness."

No longer deliberately keeping a distance, the two sides approached each other while talking and laughing.

"The strong men don't know. Before our Toyota Village was closed, this was the most prosperous place in a hundred miles."

It seems intentional, and it seems unintentional...

Zhang Zhiqiang did not continue on this question, but turned around and asked about the specific identities of the trio.

"The three strong men came from afar, I don't know how to call them?"

Hearing this, the burly and strong man answered quite neatly.

"My family name is Xiong, the eldest in the family, you can just call me Xiong Da!"

"And the one behind me is my husband, whose surname is Pei."

"Master Pei, Mr. Pei... old man, you just need to look at the title."

"As for this little novice?"

"He is an unnamed disciple of my husband, and his name is 'Ku Chan'."

——Monthly ticket/recommendation ticket——