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Chapter Nine: A Thousand Miles Apprenticeship

Tiantai Mountain belongs to Taizhou County, Zhejiang Province, East Zhejiang Province. Jeju is 2,600 miles away from Tiantai Mountain. Dakui lived alone and endured untold hardships, eating and sleeping in the open. After traveling for more than a month, he arrived at the edge of the Yangtze River in Yingtian Prefecture.

The Yangtze River is known as the first river in China. Many literati and poets at home and abroad praised its vastness and magnificence. Looking at the Yangtze River: the majestic waves flow eastward, and the mountains on both sides of it are all beautiful.

When Da Kui saw the Yangtze River for the first time, he couldn't help but sigh: "My mother, the Yangtze River is so long!" Da Kui found the dock and spent fifty coins to cross the Yangtze River on a merchant ship.

After getting off the boat and walking for more than an hour, a small town appeared ahead. Da Kui dragged his tired body into the town. He found a small restaurant and sat down at an unoccupied table. The waiter in the restaurant came up to him and asked

"What do you want, sir?" Dakui said, "I'll eat two bowls of noodles here, and I'll wrap up twenty steamed buns and take them away."

The waiter agreed and turned around. Not long after, he was holding a tray and placing all the food Da Kui wanted on the table: "Your Majesty, please use it at your leisure." Da Kui picked up his chopsticks and ate them all. After a moment, Da Kui had two large bowls of noodles.

He ate it all. Finally, he also picked up the remaining noodle soup in the bowl and poured it into his stomach. After eating, he wiped his mouth and felt that he was still unfinished. But Dakui didn't dare to eat anymore. How long would it take to reach Tiantai Mountain? Dakui couldn't be sure.

.More than half of the money I have on me has been spent.

Dakui called the waiter to pay the bill, and the waiter said: "A total of twenty-six cents." Dakui took out his money bag and poured it all on the table. He counted out the twenty-six cents and handed it to the waiter. He put the rest of the money back into the purse and put it on the table.

In his arms. At this time, the two people at a table not far from him glanced in the direction of Da Kui while eating and drinking. Da Kui stuffed the paper bag containing the steamed buns into the bag, picked up the bag and went out.

I didn't realize there were two people following me.

After leaving the town and heading south for seven or eight miles, these two people passed Dakui and blocked the way. When Dakui saw these two people, he didn't look like a good person. They all tilted their heads and opened their arms. One of them had a long hair under his lip.

There was a big black scab with a bunch of black hair growing on it. Dakui remembered his mother's words and did not dare to make a mistake: "Brothers, it's convenient for you. Please borrow it." The black scab stretched out his hand and said, "Wait a minute.

Yes, brother, I have something to do and I want to ask my brother for help." Dakui asked in confusion: "What's the matter?" Hei Laizi said: "My brothers are short of money recently, so I want to borrow some money from my brothers to spend some time."

After saying that, he smiled evilly, showing his yellow teeth.

"Then, how much can you borrow?" Dakui asked in surprise, and the black man's face showed a ferocious look: "Are you really fucking stupid? You can borrow as much as you want!" Dakui said hurriedly: "That won't work, these

I need money on the way. How can I go to Tiantai Mountain without money?" When the black man heard this, he said, "Oh, I'm going to give you face, right? Brother, do it."

As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for Da Kui to react, he kicked Da Kui in the stomach. Da Kui was kicked to the ground on his back. Then two gangsters rushed up and beat Da Kui with punches and kicks on his body, head and face. Da Kui held his head.

He bent down and fell to the ground. Although the beating was very painful, he endured the pain without groaning. Until he was kicked several times on the head, Dakui fell into a trance and finally passed out on the road.

When he woke up again, it was already a bright moon in the sky. Da Kui struggled to stand up, but his whole body hurt. Looking around, he found himself in a ditch beside the road. When he reached out and touched his arms, his money bag had disappeared.

,Fortunately, the soup and the letter are still there.

All around him, his clothes, shoes and steamed buns were scattered on the ground. It was already early winter, and he was afraid that he would freeze if he stayed there for too long. Da Kui endured the pain, packed up the things on the ground, put them into his bag, and climbed up the road with his bag on his back. He sat down on the road.

After resting for a while on the roadside, Da Kui gritted his teeth and stood up. He walked slowly towards the south. Da Kui didn't dare to stop, for fear that he would faint again if he stopped. So he could only grit his teeth and walk all the way.

We walked like this until dawn. When we were hungry, we would eat half a steamed bun. When we were sleepy, we would find a place to sleep in the back of the wind. Da Kui would eat a steamed bun in two meals every day. In the blink of an eye, he had walked for more than half a month. The steamed buns were gone. When Da Kui saw

Some people went to beg. At this time, Dakui was unkempt, dirty, dressed in rags, skinny and skinny, and he was no different from a beggar.

On this day, I walked to a village. I saw two old men playing chess at the entrance of the village, and there were a few people watching the fun. Dakui walked up and asked weakly: "Two old men, where is this place? It is not far from Tiantai Mountain.

How far is it?."

Two old men were red-faced arguing over a chess move. When someone interrupted them, they stopped arguing and looked at Dakui. One of the old men with a long beard asked, "Where are you from?" Since the old man spoke Jiangsu and Zhejiang dialects, Dakui didn't say a word.

Understand. The old man asked again, and this time Dakui understood: "I am from Jeju, Shandong, where is this place?"

The old man replied: "This is the territory of Lin'an Prefecture. This place is called Huangpoling, and this village is called Xiaoling Village. The Tiantai Mountain you mentioned is still more than 400 miles away from here." Dakui was very happy when he heard this: "We are finally here.

, Haha." The old man with a long beard asked: "Why did you travel thousands of miles to Tiantai Mountain?"

Dakui smiled and said: "I'm going to learn from my teacher." The old man sighed: "Hey, it's not easy to walk such a long way at such a young age." Hearing this, Dakui felt like a confidant and couldn't help but shed tears. When the old man saw Dakui

She shed tears and couldn't help but feel soft: "My child, you must be hungry. It's almost noon, let's go to my house for a walk." After saying that, he got up and pulled Dakui over and walked towards the village. As soon as the old man left, someone immediately sat down at his place and said

: "Come on, come on, Lao Wangtou, let's give it a try"...

The old man's house was very simple, with three thatched houses. It was surrounded by a three-foot-high stone wall, and there were a few chickens in the yard. As soon as he entered the door, the old man shouted: "Old woman, we have a guest." An old woman came out of the east room,

As soon as he saw Da Kui, he asked the old man in confusion: "Whose child is this?" The old man said: "He is from Jeju. He said he was going to Tiantai Mountain to become a disciple and passed by here. I saw how pitiful I was and took him back." The old woman sighed:

"Oh, look at how skinny this kid is."

The old man said impatiently: "Why don't you kill a chicken quickly, fry two more chickens, and don't forget to bake a few big cakes." After hearing this, the old woman turned around and went to work, and the old man said with a smile: "Come on, kid, come into the house.

Let's take a break." Da Kui stepped forward to follow the old man into the house, but he felt dizzy and fainted, and Da Kui fainted on the ground. The hunger, fatigue, and cold in the past few days took away the last bit of strength from his body.

Dakui woke up again, his head still dizzy, maybe because he slept for a long time. Looking around, he was lying on a wooden bed, covered with a quilt. At this time, he smelled the aroma of meat in his nose, and Dakui focused his eyes.

Look. There is an earthenware basin on the square table not far away. Inside is a stewed chicken. Next to it is a bamboo dustpan. Inside is a stack of browned pancakes.

Da Kui stood up like a wind and rushed to the square table, grabbed the flatbread and stuffed it into his mouth. While eating, he choked. Da Kui picked up the earthen basin and drank the chicken soup in a gulp, and then stuffed the flatbread into his mouth.

The old man heard the noise in the house and pushed the door open. Seeing the way Da Kui was eating, he hurriedly said: "Slow down, kid, don't be in a hurry." At this time, Da Kui couldn't listen and just kept eating until the table was full.

He stuffed all the food into his stomach before he stopped. The old man laughed and asked, "Are you full?" Dakui nodded, still chewing the cakes and meat in his mouth, and burping from time to time.


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