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Chapter 14 The Anti-Bone Monk Peng Yingyu

Chapter 14 The Anti-Bone Monk Peng Yingyu (seeking investment)
Chen Sijiu woke up slowly.

He felt like his whole body was going to fall apart, and his whole body was like a boat in the waves, rippling with the waves. He slowly opened his eyes and found himself in a bullock cart. The smell of cow dung was terrible, but even worse He turned his head to look at the side, and it was a rotten and smelly corpse with flies flying and wriggling maggots, his eyes were gray, and flies fluttered in his open mouth.

"Are you awake?"

A dirty little novice grinned at him. He looked young, with dry purple skin on his lips. He raised his ill-fitting boots and said, "Your boots Borrow it and wear it."

Chen Sijiu frowned and covered his mouth and nose, trying to get up from the bullock cart, but found that he only had a pair of calf trousers on his body, his clothes had been stripped clean, and the wound on his right arm had been treated, but it was still swollen.

He was lying on a bullock cart carrying corpses.

There were at least three corpses lying beside them, all with disheveled hair and ragged clothes. Two of them had no pants.

"Don't look, if you walk another ten miles, these corpses can be sold to the monks in the monastery and taken to the fields. My master said that men's corpses are the fattest, and they can produce more millet."

Even though his heart was already rock-solid, Chen Sijiu couldn't help retching.

His body shook up and down a few times like a lobster, and he spit out some saliva. He slowly raised his head and looked around.

This seems to be a very large caravan, walking on the official road in the Gobi Grassland, looking at the direction, it is heading towards Dayuan.

"Cough cough."

Chen Sijiu felt a little cold, and he frowned. According to what the third master said, he should be sick and catch a cold, which makes it easy to catch a cold.

However, there are no clothes around.

His horned giant bow, Mo Dao, coils, dish, and clothes were all confiscated.

Chen Sijiu didn't dislike it either, and stripped off the Gema shirt from the cleaner corpse of the three corpses around him. Although there were a few holes and it was dirty, it could barely make the body feel warm. The little novice on one side looked at him in surprise, and said, "I heard from the great monk that if you are poisoned, even if you don't die, you will have to lie down for three to five days."

Chen Sijiu asked, "What's your name?"

The little novice smiled and showed his mouth with missing front teeth, proudly said: "My name is Peng Yingyu."

The corner of Chen Sijiu's mouth ticked: "It's a good name."

"That is!"

"This name was given by my master. It was originally a novice from Cihua Temple in Jiangxi."

"The master said, I will be a piece of shining jade in the future!"

"Oh? Then why are you here in Mobei?"

The little novice Peng Yingyu's complexion darkened, and she muttered, "There is a disaster in the south, and there is not enough food in the temple. The master brought our southern monks to the north to join the rich Buddha. It was abducted and sold here."

The north and south of the Yuan Dynasty suffered disasters year after year, and the tooth trade was very rampant.

Ren Yazi caught people everywhere and took slaves, and sold them to wealthy Semu people, Mongols, and Han landlords.

Among them, the most rampant collusion with Ren Yazi is naturally beggars. Beggar households are hereditary in Dayuan. When encountering this kind of famine, they will specially catch other people's children, strip their clothes and wrap them in sheepskin to pretend to be lambs Some people sell them, or cut off their hands and feet and wrap them in snake skin to pretend to be boa constrictors, and some wear monkey skin to pretend to be monkey jugglers, which are called making animals.

Beggars are desperately needed.

Therefore, many abducted children have severed arms and legs. Like Peng Yingyu, who can be sold to wealthy tycoons, there is still a way to survive. Children who are left by beggars and beggars to beg are the most pitiful.

Listening to what Peng Yingyu said, these days in the south are really difficult. Sometimes, when it rains white, the common people call it the Bodhisattva line, and they will kill all the crops at once.

There are also ground cows turning over, first drought, then flood, year after year.

He was originally the son of a tenant who farmed land for the monks around Ciyun Temple. When he was young, he was "give up" to the master of the temple as a disciple. He became a monk at the age of ten. Now he is only 12 years old, but he looks thin and small due to malnutrition. , at most seven or eight years old.

Chen Sijiu looked around.

There are about a thousand people in this caravan. There are some larger ox carts and horse carts in front, and in the middle are ox carts and mule carts loaded with goods. They are in the middle, and behind them...

There were probably hundreds of oral slaves.

They were all disheveled, disheveled, male and female.

The hands and feet are tied with hemp rope, and the hands are also tied with hemp rope. Their eyes are dull, their lips are cracked and white, and they are like walking dead, moving forward slowly. Solid is the kind that can work.

Compared with them, I seem to be better.

Anyway, I have a bullock cart to pull corpses.

"Great Yuan Mongols, didn't they believe in sky burial? Why weren't these corpses buried?"

Chen Sijiu asked.

Little novice Peng Yingyu wondered: "These are just words, not people."

In the Yuan Dynasty, slaves were not counted as human beings...

"You are lucky. The old man said that you are strong and seem to know some martial arts. Let you sit on the ox cart that pulls the corpses. These corpses are all good fertilizers. Semu Huihui likes them the most. They eat that kind of manure." Mizi needs to be fattened with corpses to grow fast, and the mastiffs raised by the Mongolian lords also eat human flesh."

"Have you ever seen a mastiff that ate human flesh? It's fierce, with red eyes."

The little novice Peng Yingying talked about the dog, swallowing her saliva, and said with difficulty: "The master had a mastiff that choked to death by eating human flesh, but the master refused to eat it. Our servants boiled the dog and ate it. The meat is delicious."

Chen Sijiu remained silent.

This great yuan is not dead, who will die?
It's a pity that I'm just a clay bodhisattva now, and I can't protect myself.

He took a deep breath, rubbed his arms again, and asked, "Who is the owner of this caravan?"

Peng Yingyu shook her head and said: "I don't know, the master's family is a woman, her surname is Long, and her name is Long Ruijiao, but she herself calls herself Long Jiao, and it is said that she is from Dayuan, a descendant of the Jin family, anyway, her status is very respected, I see Many Mongolian lords in the Yuan Dynasty had to salute her."

"Oh."

Chen Sijiu let out a groan, and the young Mongolian woman wearing a Mongolian forehead ornament appeared in his mind, and the Hanerduo tent he broke into seemed to belong to her.

"What's going on in the south now?"

Chen Sijiu asked again.

Peng Yingyu shook her head slowly: "When I was ten years old, I joined the temple as a monk because my family couldn't open the pot. Now not only Jiangxi, but the whole south can't get enough to eat. Several monks and landlords in Ciyun Temple starved to death. I am Because of my close relationship with the great monk, I didn’t starve to death when I came out for alms, and I have been out for more than two years.”

As he spoke, he scratched his crotch, and smiled at Chen Sijiu: "You are lucky."

"The new emperor of Dayuan is about to ascend the throne here. A ceremony will be held in Shangdu. Anyone who goes to Shangdu will be able to get rich and have a full meal."

Speaking of which, Peng Yingyu showed her toothless mouth, looked at Chen Sijiu's lower body enviously and asked, "Do you have a mother-in-law?"

Chen Sijiu shook his head.

Peng Yingyu said: "I heard from the great monk that a man with many wives will not have lice in his crotch. Is that true?"

"Your bird is quite big. The elder said that he wanted to eunuch you as a eunuch and give it to the Mongolian master in Dadu."

Chen Sijiu was dumbfounded.

He began to meditate for a while, and although he was extremely dehydrated, his complexion gradually turned rosy.

Peng Yingyu kept watching curiously.

After Chen Sijiu finished meditating and adjusting his breath, he looked around and asked in a low voice, "What is this place?"

Peng Yingyu said: "I heard that we are going to Nuoer Station soon, and I don't know how long it will take to reach Dadu, but there are quite a lot of caravans and escorts passing by."

Chen Sijiu looked around.

This official road, which is said to be an official road, is actually a desert road built by people on the Gobi grassland. There are postmen carrying burdens, postmen on horses, and some wearing long robes and hats on horses. There are military households whose lower bodies are dragging, there are Shanxi Han shopkeepers carrying goods back and forth, and there are also tattered beggars who walk slowly forward with their dogs on their hands.

The new emperor of the Yuan Dynasty was going to ascend the throne in Shangdu, and these people rushed to Shangdu.

Chen Sijiu frowned.

Although Dayuan was divided into two capitals, Xiadu and Dongdu, shouldn't the emperor named Iron Pot be enthroned in the capital city of Beiping?

Peng Yingyu thought he wanted to escape, and said: "You want to escape? Let me tell you, don't think about it. In this area of ​​a hundred miles, only the station has water, and there are wolves on the grassland who eat men who walk at night. Although you With a strong physique, he can't beat so many wolves, right?"

Chen Sijiu shook his head.

"There is Jixian Academy in Kaiping, the upper capital, right?"

he asked.

Peng Yingyu nodded.

"Shangdu and Dadu have Jixianyuan. There are many Western monks in that place. They have the kind of green eyes that believe in Nestorianism. They live in the cross temple. There are also those who believe in Tianfang religion. There are also Bailian Society. Monks and Taoists are all Many, we monks are the most favored, look at these repellents, all of them are sold to temples in Shangdu."

Peng Yingyu seemed very proud of being a monk.

Chen Sijiu glanced at the little novice Peng Yingyu. This little monk is not very old, but he has rebellious bones in the back of his head.

He couldn't help being surprised in his heart, but after thinking about it, it was true...

If the Dayuan world is going to be chaotic, it must start with the secret society sects such as monks or monks, nuns and Taoists.

The monks in Dayuan are the richest, and they can openly keep slaves and raise prostitutes, especially the foreign monks and lamas. Because Dayuan captured Dali and Sichuan in the past, they took Tubo to bypass them, so they respected the foreign monks and lamas in Qinghai-Tibet very much. In addition, in the past 50 years since the Basiba Debate Conference, he fought against the great elders of various religions with his own strength, and was named "Dharma King" by Kublai Khan, the power of Buddhist temples has grown unprecedentedly.

Dayuan directly managed Qinghai-Tibet, and there was Xuanzhengyuan.

The Xuanzhengyuan often selects eminent monks with Buddha heads from all over Qinghai-Tibet to come to Shangdu and Dadu to lecture. It is the double cultivation of the Bodhisattva of Joy.

And Taoism's secret medicine in the house to help the elixir is also quite popular with the powerful, monks, nuns and Taoists, and it is very prosperous.

The caravan walked for a while, and stopped by a small sea to drink horses and rest. Chen Sijiu also got off the ox cart. Knowing that he was too eye-catching, he chose to squat down and hide beside the wheels of the ox cart.

Peng Yingyu ran to Haizi, drank a big mouthful of water, then filled a gourd with a gourd, ran over and handed it to Chen Sijiu.

Chen Sijiu thanked him, and started drinking.

Peng Yingyu was sitting beside him, looking enviously at Chen Sijiu's muscular body. He sat with his legs spread apart, scratched his crotch, and said, "If I had your body, I would definitely be sealed in the temple. Monk."

"Why?"

Chen Sijiu asked.

"All the monk temples in the world are the most spiritual for seeking children. Don't you know? The master said, I am my mother and go to the temple to ask for it. Otherwise, why would I give up my name in the temple when I was born?"

Chen Sijiu was silent for a moment.

He said, "Where's your master?"

"died."

Peng Yingyu rubbed her chest, and a piece of black mud came out. He also leaned on the wheel of the car, looked into the distance, put the black mud rubbed off his chest under his nose and sniffed it, suddenly he lost the joy, Gritting his teeth and eyes flickering, he said: "If I learn martial arts in the future, I will definitely kill all the Mongols who oppress the people in the world, especially the Western monks in the temple!"

Chen Sijiu knew in his heart that most of his masters came to the north from Ciyun Temple in the south to join the rich Buddha heads in the north, but they were killed in the end.

I don't know what to say.

But Peng Yingyu secretly took out a piece of soybean-sized, blackened and bloodshot broken silver from her belt, handed it to Chen Sijiu and said, "My lord said you understand words, can you write a letter for me?"

"The silver is clean. A man gave me the silver before he died, and begged me to bury him, lest his body be taken to the temple to feed the dogs."

"I threw his body on the grassland at night, and most of it was eaten by wolves and vultures. He is really blessed. I heard from the monks that those who are eaten by eagles and wolves can go to heaven."

"I don't know if I can go back to Jiangxi alive. Please help me while the money is not being robbed."

Peng Yingyu's face is small, dark, with chapped lips, but his eyes are very sincere.

ps: Leng Zhizhi, Peng Yingyu has devoted herself to resisting the violent Yuan. Many of his apprentices are generals of the Ming Dynasty, such as Zou Pusheng.

(End of this chapter)

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