The little monk returns to the vulgar

Chapter 3 The little monk is going to kill today

"Not quite?"

Daoran has been on the mountain for more than ten years, but he really doesn't know what's going on outside.

Xu Jintong showed a worried expression and said: "I heard people say that the court is going to increase taxes. The harvest has not been good in the past two years, and the increase in taxes may cause chaos. There are more and more robbers on the road. I heard that there are ghosts and hauntings Damn, people are panicking everywhere now."

"Thank you, Brother Jintong, for reminding me." Daoran thanked him.

After inquiring a few more words, Dao Ran realized that this world was very different from what he had imagined.

Before the Tang Dynasty, everything seemed to be quite normal, and the memories of the previous life could be matched.But since Tang Taizong, the history of this world seems to have started to go wrong.First of all, Tang Taizong lived 20 years longer, without the only female emperor through the ages, and there was no follow-up Anshi Rebellion.

The heyday of the Tang Dynasty lasted for hundreds of years, but in the end it could not escape the law of the dynasty from prosperity to decline, and was overthrown 60 years ago.

It's just that the successor is not Zhao Kuangyin, who is wearing a yellow robe, but the Chai family.

At the end of the Tang Dynasty, many feudal lords were vying for supremacy, and the salary king Chai Xijiao ruled the world, ascended the throne as the emperor, and the country was named Zhou.

He is still in power now, but he is already 90 years old. He began to seek longevity, established a national teacher who is neither a monk nor a Taoist, and gradually became obsessed with alchemy and immortality.

But Chai Xihui was also the founding emperor no matter what he said, so no matter what he did, the world seemed to have no intention of rebelling, but the common people were not doing very well.

Originally apprenticed to Fahai, Daoran thought he had come to a peaceful and prosperous age, but now it seems more like the rhythm of the death of the second generation.

"Ah, Xing, the people are suffering, death, the people are suffering."

Daoran sighed with emotion, but his pace was not slow at all.

Not to mention just bandits, even if there was a real war, Daoran would not be able to return to Jinshan Temple.

After going down the mountain, Daoran first went to Xu's village to get a seal on the certificate.There must be a way to guide you when you go out, otherwise you will be easily regarded as a gangster.

The guide of the monk is the ultimatum. At the beginning, Master Sanzang traveled a hundred and eight thousand miles in this way, collecting seals from one country to another. He can be called the strongest free traveler.

Originally, Lizheng of Xujiacun wanted Daoran to wait for two days and go on the road with Xujiacun's caravan so that he could take care of him.

But Daoran refused, saying that Fa Hai asked him to go down the mountain to practice, and he should overcome all difficulties by himself.

In fact, what I thought in my heart was that since the world is so chaotic, there must be many bandits on the road.

At that time, Dao Ran can try to break the killing ring.

If he followed the people from Xujia Village on the road, it would be difficult for Daoran to perform a severe blow to the head in front of the people from Xujia Village.

As for the safety issue, if you are in danger if you learn the Heavenly Dragon and Eight Parts Body Protection Curse, the mortals in Xujia Village will be even more helpless.

After leaving Xujia Village and walking two miles away, Daoran realized that what Li Zheng said was not an exaggeration.

He came across two corpses on the road, which had been hacked to pieces and even their clothes had been stripped.

Such a scene can be seen every time you walk.

The methods of death are tragic, and the time varies.Some have become bones, some still have carrion, and some corpses have just grown plaques.

"Amitabha."

Daoran proclaimed the Buddha's name, and casually folded some branches to cover the corpse.

Although it won't be long before some wild beasts will dig out the corpses and eat them, at least let these dead people look decent.

After listening to the Buddhist scriptures for more than ten years, although Dao Ran wants to return to vulgarity, he is still a very kind person at heart.

From sunrise to sunset, Daoran had traveled thirty miles away, but he hadn't found a suitable place to sleep.

If this wilderness could just find a place to lie down, it might be taken away by a tiger in the middle of the night.

Daoran was about to move on, when suddenly his ears moved, and he heard a noisy sound coming from a distance.

Concentrate and calm down, listen carefully, it seems to be the sound of shouting and killing.

"Amitabha, finally waited for the opportunity to act chivalrously."

Daoran uttered the Buddha's name, and rushed towards the direction of the sound.

When he started running, he was really fast like a galloping horse. After a while, Daoran saw two groups of people fighting.

It's easy to tell the good from the bad. One group of people took their families and took two carriages, and the other group had tattoos on their faces.

There is no doubt that the group of low-value people are the bad guys.

The family was on their way and met robbers blocking the road. Although they also brought guards, but there were many robbers and they were skilled in bows and horses. They almost shot the two carriages into hedgehogs with bows and arrows.

Daoran used his body skills to the extreme and rushed towards the two carriages.

But after all, there was a little distance, and before he got close, there was a sound of a feather arrow shooting towards Dao Ran's head.

Daoran kept walking, and he dodged the stab in the back with a tilt of his head.

"what?!"

The person hiding in the dark let out an exclamation, as if he didn't expect Daoran to avoid the arrow.

Dao Ran was also a little surprised, because the arrow seemed a little slow to him.

Not to mention the turtle crawling, but the speed is not much different from the speed of the water gun.

Flying over so slowly, it's too easy to dodge.

Shhhhhh, arrows flew one after another.

Daoran's footsteps were staggered, and he dodged in the blink of an eye.

He even glanced back when he had time, piercing the feathered arrow that was still shaking at the end of the ground.

For the first time, Dao Ran evaluated his own personal combat power... probably can fight ten.

However, there are 30 people in front of the thief.

In a short moment, Daoran made a decision, and he put his hands together and said to these thieves: "God has the virtue of good life, all benefactors, stop doing evil."

Some of the thieves shouted: "Where is the bald donkey?! Kill him for me!"

Daoran's eyes were very good, and he could see clearly that the one giving the orders was a big man with a long knife.

Coincidentally, he was also bald, and his head was still blue after he had just shaved.

Where does this come from to scold others as bald donkeys?

The thieves split up seven or eight riders and rushed towards Daoran, as if they wanted to tear him apart.

"Amitabha, since the benefactors are obsessed with obsession, I have no choice but to use some means."

Daoran clasped his hands together again, and uttered bursts of Sanskrit sounds.

What Daoran recited was exactly the Heavenly Dragon Babu Protective Mantra passed down by Fa Hai.

A bright golden light shone in the dusk, and countless phantoms emerged from Dao Ran's body.

Goddesses, dragons and snakes, evil ghosts, flying flowers, the ultimate beauty and the ultimate ugliness are all mixed together, but they appear extremely harmonious.

Most of the golden phantoms just passed by in a flash, but the phantom of one of the ferocious ghosts became more and more solid, and finally turned into a solid body.

In front of Dao Ran, a huge monster with a height of two feet appeared.

The effect of Tianlong Babu body protection spell is to summon Tianlong Babu people to protect the way and eliminate demons.

This time, the Yasha clan was summoned. They are two feet tall, with four arms and six eyes, hair like blue flames, skin like black charcoal, and four arms holding four kinds of weapons, such as knives, guns, swords and hammers. This shape is very capable of fighting what.

Such a vision scared the thieves to rein in their horses.

But, it's too late.

The four-armed yaksha laughed and said, "The smell of human blood is not bad."

The four-armed Yaksha raised a hammer the size of a water tank, and smashed a thief, man and horse into meat paste.

(End of this chapter)