"A lot." Beggars are just two words.

"How much is a lot?"

The great monk stretched out three fingers, and I guessed, "thirty thousand?"

The monk shook his head.

"Three thousand?"

The monk shook his head again.

"Can't it be three hundred?"

The Taoist took a puff of smoke and nodded gently: "yes. Three hundred. "

I day, three hundred call a lot, she so big a rich woman just give three hundred put you away? What can a mere 300 yuan do? It's hard to have a good meal. That's a lot?

But in a twinkling of an eye, I thought that the old beggars still lived in the past. The money at that time was not the same as it is now. Twenty years ago, the old Taoists estimated that they would earn about 20 yuan for a day's ritual work. Three hundred was really a lot for them. Moreover, they begged all the way, and no one was willing to give them alms. It was difficult for Kong xuerui to give them three hundred Blame them for their gratitude.

The reason why I feel less is that I know Kong xuerui's wealth and know that she is a super rich woman. For ordinary people, giving 300 yuan to a few beggars is actually quite a lot. At least in the street, we seldom see people giving so much.

I have a terrible mentality. No matter how rich Kong xuerui is, she earns money by herself. Why does she have to be extravagant? It's a mentality of hating the rich and being a loser.

I feel a little funny, laugh that I have become the general manager, and this ridiculous idea is too immature. If Lin Manxue knows, she will be very disappointed with me.

I put it away and thought carefully. The four of us are sitting around. Now I am more and more casual with the three of them. We have a long history. According to the Taoist priest, we are brothers of all ages.

They are quite simple minded. After getting acquainted with each other, they began to call me brother. They no longer call me baby, but younger martial brother. I no longer call them elder generation, but elder martial brother.

After staying with these strange people for a long time, my thinking is a bit messy. I began to ignore these tedious red tape, and we made friends by heart.

They began to tell me about their life on Dragon Island. The three of them took turns to fight. Monks, Taoists and beggars all spat on each other. When they were excited, they even got up to make some gestures.

The more I heard it, the more surprised I was. Longdao is more beautiful, more charming and more dangerous than I thought. I am full of fantasy about this place. I really hope to visit Longdao.

"Brother monk, since Dragon Island is so good, why do you want to come out of it?" This is one of the most puzzling questions for me. They are not young and can't live much longer. Since they like Dragon Island so much, why should they go out of the island.

There's something wrong with that.

The beggar sucked the cigarette all the way to his butt, and said in a depressed way: "we didn't come out on our own initiative, we were driven out by a monster."

"Monster? What monster? "

The Taoist frowned and said, "a huge thing, as for what it is, we can't say. This monster is very fierce. It takes up our territory and drives us to the sea."

Another question came to my mind. They didn't go to Longdao in one day or two for more than 20 years. Why didn't the monsters drive them away before, but now they drive them away again?

No wonder monsters have only recently appeared?

"You have lived on Dragon Island for more than 20 years. Why did this monster appear at this time? Haven't you seen it before?"

"Longdao is very large. There are many monsters on it, big and small. We have seen, never seen, heard and never heard of them. We have met all kinds of strange things in the years we lived in Longdao, but the appearance of this monster is really last year. We haven't seen it in the past few years."

"Is it an alien species?"

The Taoist thought for a while and said, "this is not good. Maybe it's hiding somewhere and sleeping

"Does it live in the sea or on land?"

"It's afraid of water. We can escape because it is afraid of water. It only dares to catch up with the sea, and when we go to the sea, it will not

I think of a possibility: "then you stay in the sea all the time, it can't help you."

The beggar said depressed: "we also planned to do this at the beginning, but the anger is that last time we hid in the sea, the sky suddenly rainstorm, washed us out."

"That's how you left Dragon Island?"

The three of them nodded together.

"Are you going back to Dragon Island?"

The big monk said angrily, "of course. Dragon Island is my home. I don't want to go to Dragon Island. This monster has occupied my house. We have to deal with it when we go back. "

"How to clean it up?"

The Taoist priest has a plan: "we are going to get some fireguns, crossbows, gunpowder and poison, and fight with monsters with bare hands. We can only die in vain."

Taoist priest, they have been away from the outside for a long time. More than 20 years ago, some farmers or mountain hunters might still have fireguns and shotguns. Now they have strict control over guns, gunpowder and poisons. Where can they get them.The bow and crossbow is relatively simple. You can do it yourself. The Taoist said that when he was young, he was both a Taoist and a carpenter. It was not a matter of one sentence to do these things.

"When are you going to go to Longdao again?"

The Taoist priest suddenly said nothing and looked at the distant sky with empty eyes. It took him a while to recover. I think the big monk and the old beggar are the same.

Seeing this, I suddenly think of a five character poem by Li Bai: looking up at the bright moon, looking down to think of my hometown. They must be homesick.

Children far away from home, who do not want home.

"We left Yaowang village for more than 20 years. It was the place where I was born and raised. I don't know if we will have a chance to go back in this life, so we plan to go back to Yaowang village first, and then go to Longdao."

Every one has a feeling of nostalgia for his hometown. But the old Taoist and the great monk know that Yaowang village is not what it used to be. They can no longer live there, and Longdao is the most suitable place for them to provide for the aged.

In a sense, Longdao has become their hometown, the second hometown.

"Do you choose to stay with Kong Xueqiang and protect him secretly because you don't have the travel expenses to go home?"

The old beggar first said, "well," and then said:

"we have no money to go back by car. We are following Master Kong secretly, begging along the street, hoping to make some money, but the effect is not very good, and we don't want any money these days. "

"How did you come to Hangzhou?"

The Taoist replied, "Miss Kong sent someone to pick us up. At that time, the big monk and the old beggar were injured by the monster, and then washed away from Longdao by the sea. Those days, Miss Kong was playing by the sea with a group of people. We just stopped by the sea to beg, but no one paid any attention to us. Later, we set up a simple challenge arena on the beach for performing arts. The great monk and I exchanged Kung Fu and attracted some tourists to give us money. When Miss Kong saw us pitifully, she watched the performance for a while and rewarded us 300 yuan. She also called an accompanying doctor to treat the big monk and the old beggar

"So you followed her?"