三个旅行者结伴去一个小庙投宿,半路上被一个巨大的石头挡住,爬上去和绕过去都是不可能的。天色已晚,在这荒无人烟的地方再找别处投宿也不可能了。三个人正发着愁,走出一个癞头和尚,肩背一个大褡裢,手捧一只破钵,口里振振有词:“此路由我开,此路由我踩,要想越过去,留下买路钱。”“施主,想过去吗?我是这里的拦路神,每人留下 Three travelers go hand in hand with a small temple, half way blocked by a huge stone, climb up and go around are impossible. The sky is late, in this uninhabited place to find another accommodation is impossible. Three people are starting to worry, out of a Yuntou monk, a big 褡 肩 shoulder, holding a broken bowl, mouth vibrate: ”This route I open, this route I step on, want to go over, leaving to buy road money Donkey, do you want to pass? I am the god of the road here, everyone left