The devil is coming
Chapter 391 The Monk and the Sword
Chapter 391 The Monk and the Sword
"Come, let me ask you an answer. Since ancient times, I have been sentimental and full of hatred. What is the next sentence?"
It was early in the morning, and the blind man asked Xue San, who was sitting in front of him, while making tea.
Xue San immediately smiled and replied:
"This hatred lasts forever."
The blind man nodded and said, "Another one who was led astray by a pig."
"Forehead……"
"That's why good dreams are the easiest to wake up from."
"I've never heard of it, no, are you scolding me for being as stupid as a pig?" Xue San understood.
The blind man picked up the tea cup and took a sip. However, he felt that the tea was not very comfortable. He hesitated for a moment and put it down again. It was getting hot, so it would be best to have something cool. It seemed that he would have to find it later. Ming ordered some ice cubes.
"What I mean is that we all actually have a lot of freedom. Within the limits of this freedom, each of us can do what we like, but if we exceed this limit, we are not allowed to do it.
Just like what you did last time, it was actually equivalent to trapping all of us. "
"I was deceived by Ali. That idiot didn't tell me everything. Also, you all don't know what you are doing. Aren't you also looking at my direction?"
"Yes." The blind man said matter-of-factly.
"Since it depends on my wind direction, you have the nerve to talk to me now?"
"I'm sorry, do you know the difference between a pioneer and a scammer? In fact, they are both the ones who walk at the front of a road. If the road is finally open, it is called a pioneer. If the road is blocked, it is called a scammer. .
Therefore, you are a scammer. "
"Hey, hey, hey, it's so early in the morning. I'm just here to ask for some money. You have to give me a meal, right?"
"Idleness is idleness." The blind man didn't care.
Just then, Siniang walked in.
Today, Siniang is wearing a long purple dress and a phoenix hairpin, looking extremely elegant.
The blind man's expression paused for a moment, then he smiled in relief.
Xue San did not react at first. After Si Niang sat down, Xue San was about to speak, but was suddenly startled and said hurriedly:
"Six Niang, are you done?"
Siniang reached out and picked up an account book that had just been delivered early in the morning. She opened it and nodded.
"How did it happen?" Xue San couldn't understand.
"That's how it works."
"Then you...that's all. I won't ask anymore. Thousands of people have thousands of roads. If I ask, I will be tricked again. Si Niang, please approve this list for me. I want these to be made first. Workshop, I need someone to build some equipment.”
The group of people under Xue San's command were trained by himself, and he would also design some special equipment to equip them. However, these equipment are generally not promotional. Firstly, they have little promotion value; secondly, they are Can't afford promotion.
"Okay, put it here. I'll approve someone to take it to you in the afternoon."
"Okay, then I'll leave and you can chat."
Xue San got up and left the signing room.
The blind man then faced Siniang and said, "Congratulations."
Siniang shook her head and said:
"If you really want to congratulate me, why not fight me now and see if your mental power is as fast as my needle."
Every time after a promotion, there will be an urge to find someone to fight.
The blind man smiled bitterly and said:
"Can't beat it."
"No fun."
"I've delivered today's order, please work harder."
"understood."
The blind man got up and left without any further delay.
Siniang quickly read the account book in hand, threw it aside after putting on her red face, and moved her fingers slightly.
When I think about what I said to the Lord last night,
There is only one man in this world, Lord.
Rao is a veteran in the romance field, and Siniang's face turned red unconsciously.
This is really from my heart,
She is not interested in men, but she is a woman.
Since you are a woman, you will always have needs. If you want to find someone to try to get along with, find someone to try to fall in love with, and try to love, whether it is spiritual or physical, you must have a partner.
In this world, only the Lord can give her the feeling of being a man.
Even if she doesn't love the Lord, it's not the love between a man and a woman, but she has no choice.
Is this considered love?
Si Niang doesn’t know either.
When he got up, the Lord was still sleeping.
What does it feel like to love someone?
Siniang didn't know the answer.
But when I got up and saw his body being hollowed out, I did feel a great sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.
It’s time to look through the second account book.
Si Niang’s eyes immediately turned cold.
A quill dipped in red paint drew a large circle on an area.
This circle means that another person is about to die.
Siniang thought about what the blind man once said to her.
Those dirty hands that can't be cut off will grow back again if they are cut off.
The blind man said,
After a person takes a bath, his body will still be dirty. Is it possible that he will never take a bath again because of this?
The Lord said that he wanted to go to the south of the Yangtze River in Qianguo to relax,
In fact, Siniang also wanted to go.
Going around in circles, from the westernmost part of Yan State to the easternmost part of Jin State, what changes is the scenery, but what remains unchanged is the roughness in the red tent.
It seems that only in the south of the Yangtze River in the Qian Kingdom can you find the true exquisiteness of a brothel.
It's just a pity,
The things at hand have not been taken care of yet. If I want to go out for a walk, I have to wait until everything in Xue Customs is on track.
At the same time, the identity of the Lord is also different. If something happens, it will not be a joke.
Si Niang sighed,
Picked up the third account book.
……
"Master, this is Snow Customs. Look, they are carrying out massive construction projects and the people are in dire straits!"
"Come on!"
The old monk gave his disciple a slap in the face.
The little monk covered his bald head and felt aggrieved.
"Liao Fan, I told you to read too much, but don't trust all the books."
"But it's obvious here..."
"A large-scale construction project must mean that the people are living in dire straits? Look, the people here are working hard, but there is no sign of decadence on their faces. It is clear that they have Buddha in their hearts."
There is a Buddha in the heart, and the Buddha here can be understood as hope.
"But everyone in the world is suffering. How can we be forced to work like this..."
When Monk Kong Yuan heard this, he immediately planned to hit him again, but when he saw that his disciple was still covering his head, he had no choice but to kneel down and give his disciple a hard slap on the butt.
"what!"
Little monk Liao Fan felt aggrieved and covered his butt again.
"Why are you arguing with the master? If everyone in the world practices Buddhism and worships Buddha, who will cultivate the land for us to eat? Who will build Buddhist temples? Who will mold Buddha statues?
Buddhism advocates purity of suffering, but if the word "purity" is added in front of any suffering, it is actually not that bitter, but rather a kind of sentiment. "
"Master, you misunderstood Buddhism."
"You and I are both Buddhas, and all living beings are Buddhas. How can there be a unified Buddha?"
"Master, I can't help you."
"Then keep your mouth shut. Take a look at the soldiers wandering over there. Look over there. They are clearly barbarian tents. Look at the foot of the mountain at the other end. They are all barbarian slaves.
This Mr. Hirano is destined to be a murderous master. If you utter arrogant words after entering later, don't think that others will think that you are young and cute and do not have the same level of experience as you. "
"Master, my disciple knows."
"As long as you know, go and give me the ultimatum."
“But there’s no temple here?”
"When we come, the temple will come."
"But this ultimatum was issued by the Yamen of Chu State. We are monks recognized by the Yamen of Chu State. If we come to Yan people with the ultimatum issued by the Yamen of Chu State, don't you be afraid, master..."
"That means we, on behalf of the monks from Chu, have come to take refuge in the true self, Dayan."
"..." Little monk Fan said.
"Aren't you going soon?"
"Master, you are so shameless."
"Give it to my teacher!"
Monk Kongyuan kicked him over.
……
"master."
"Coming back so soon?"
"Well, my disciple asked about it, and the yamen officer over there said that the Earl's Mansion only accepts us magicians."
"What a big guy you are, a magic stick! What a big guy you are, a magic stick!"
After dropping two chestnuts in a row, two red patches were visible to the naked eye on little monk Liao Fan's head.
"Master, that's what they said."
"Is there any fast food?"
"It's about food, drink, and shelter."
"Where?"
"In a place called Temple Terrace in the city."
"Go."
"But they call us magic sticks."
"But master, I'm hungry!"
Monk Kongyuan led the young monk into the Snow Customs Gate. There was no obstruction when entering the city gate. After entering, smelling the fragrance coming from the surrounding shops, the two monks, one large and one small, started chanting sutras in the five internal organs temple.
It's just that the Yamen called Miaotai is close to the north gate, so the master and apprentice still have some way to go.
At this time,
There was a group of children running past in front of them. There were about 800 of them. They were all boys of thirteen or fourteen years old. They were wearing uniform gray training uniforms and the same boots.
The leader was a school captain, wearing armor, leading the group of children to run.
Seeing this scene, Monk Kongyuan stopped subconsciously and watched the children running past him in a row.
"Master, I'm hungry."
The young monk Liao Fan urged the old monk to hurry up and have a fast meal.
Monk Kongyuan smacked his lips and said:
"That's strange. The eight hundred kids your age just passed by. What did you see?"
"What did you see?"
"They have an evil spirit about them."
"Silly?"
"boom!"
Another blow from the chestnut.
"pain!"
"It's an evil spirit, an evil spirit! The ancestors have spirits, the descendants offer blood and food to the ancestors, and the ancestors protect the descendants. This is the guideline of yin and yang ethics."
"What's so strange about this master? He doesn't have any ancestors."
"This is different. These children are different. I tell you to study more and watch more. You will know how to eat and eat all day long. Look at your achievements."
"What are you talking about?" At this time, a man pushing a trolley passed by and said with a smile to the monk: "The children just now are from the righteous hall of the school. In the early days, they were all orphans. He was born and adopted by our Earl's Mansion. Later, a soldier died in the battle. Because he had no children, he donated the pension money to the school and selected a child from the orphans to change his surname and adopt him.
You say they are orphans. It is true that they have no father or mother, but at home, there are memorial tablets enshrined in them. "
Monk Kongyuan heard this and said thoughtfully: "No wonder, no wonder."
"Hey, you two monks are going to the temple, right?" Lifu asked.
"Exactly."
"The only option is to go to the temple. In other places in our Xuehaiguan, you can't get enough to eat. Our Xueguan doesn't support idlers. If you want to be idlers, you won't have enough to eat.
The Earl's Mansion allows us to burn paper and pay homage, but it does not allow us to raise monks and Taoists to go out to do business. We will arrest every one we catch, saying what it means is to break down feudal superstition. "
"Master, what does feudal superstition mean?" Monk Liao Fan asked his master.
"That's nothing."
Monk Kongyuan saluted the man with his hands together:
"Amitabha, thank you so much for clarifying my doubts."
"Okay, I won't bother you anymore. I still have to go to the front street to deliver goods. Here, go straight ahead to the temple. When you reach the intersection in front of the street, turn left."
"Thank you sir."
Monk Kongyuan led his apprentice to continue walking forward, and quickly found the temple platform according to Lifu's previous instructions.
There is no one guarding the entrance to the temple. This door is also very small, and the plaque is also very small. On both sides, there is a pork shop on one side and a mutton restaurant on the other, but they are much more luxurious than this temple.
After the master and apprentice entered, they found a small table in the inner door. Behind the table was a clerk sitting there, yawning.
Seeing someone coming, and looking at the cassocks on their master and apprentice, the clerk opened the book in front of him, picked up his brush, and asked:
"Name, place of origin, and where you have been. Please tell me in detail. There must be no mistakes."
"The poor monk Kongyuan, this is the poor monk's disciple who came to the world. The poor monk is a man of Gan. He became a monk in the country of Qian. Later he entered the country of Chu and received an ultimatum. This is where he is."
The civil servant reached out and took the certificate handed over by the old monk. He glanced at it twice and didn't really take it seriously. He gave it back to the old monk and said:
"Monk, right? Let's read a few passages and listen. Don't be vague and speak louder."
Monk Kong Yuan motioned for his disciple to come forward.
Liao Fan walked to the table and began to recite the scriptures, his words were clear and smooth, without any hindrance. At the same time, listening to the scriptures he recited, it seemed that his mood had calmed down. In this hot summer, I actually felt the slightest bit of coolness.
After listening for a while, the clerk raised his hand with some unfinished thoughts and said:
"Stop, that's enough. Keep these two signs. Go in. In the courtyard, the main entrance is the classroom building, the left corner is the dining room, and the right corner is the dormitory. Someone will rearrange you inside."
"Thank you sir."
"Thank you sir."
Monk Kong Yuan led his disciple in. Without hesitation, the master and disciple turned left and entered the dining room first. Because it was already past the meal time, there was no one inside. There were only two aunts working inside. When they saw the two monks coming, An aunt shouted:
"Only the steamed buns are left."
"The steamed buns are pretty good," Kong Yuan said.
"The steamed buns are very good," Liao Fan said.
The six steamed buns were served and were already cold, but with the hot water, the two monks ate them deliciously.
After finishing eating, the two monks were just about to go out when they saw a sergeant in armor walking in, pointing at the two of them and saying:
"You are all new here, let's go inside. Classes are about to begin."
"But there is a great monk teaching Buddhism here?" Monk Kongyuan asked.
The three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism are the main ones within the Fangwai Sect, and there are many more. However, no matter which sect or sect, in order to promote their own sect, the great virtuous people within them will always have to teach and promote their ideas in order to gain a wide audience. of the disciples.
"Haha." The sergeant smiled and said, "You'll know when you get there. Go quickly and don't waste time."
The master and apprentice didn't dare to delay and went straight in. After entering, they found that dozens of people were already sitting inside.
Some were wearing robes, some were wearing cassocks, and some were wearing all kinds of strange and weird clothes. Everyone was sitting there, listening attentively.
The lecturer was not a moral monk, but a blind man.
This blind man looks quite young, with his eyes closed, but his speech is very organized and gives people a very comfortable feeling.
Monk Kong Yuan and his disciple found two futons and sat down.
What this blind man talks about is neither Buddhism nor Taoist scriptures, but it is inseparable from both Buddhism and Taoism. You can even find traces of many other sects in it;
Although there are so many things mixed together, it doesn't sound messy or cumbersome at all. The context is clear and you can instinctively feel that this is the truth;
listen listen
Monk Liaofan had a look of intoxication on his face.
Kong Yuan’s frown deepened,
He immediately reached out and pinched his apprentice.
But the little monk Liao Fan seemed not to notice anything and continued to be intoxicated.
"Amitabha."
Monk Kong Yuan recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, then pinched the Buddha's seal with his hand and touched it directly between his disciple's eyebrows.
Monk Liao Fan woke up with a start, and then took a breath of cold air. The place pinched by his master now really hurt.
"master?"
"go!"
Monk Kongyuan immediately picked up his disciple and walked out.
At this time,
The blind man who was giving a lecture,
A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
When monk Kong Yuan led his disciples out of the temple gate, the clerk sitting in the inner gate saw him and did not stop him. He just said:
"If you go out of this door and come back in to eat, drink, and sleep, it won't work."
"Master, we are not leaving!"
Monk Liaofan immediately grabbed his master.
"Ah."
However, the old monk Kongyuan chuckled lightly, looked back at the school building, and said:
"If you stay in this heart-devouring place any longer, you will be swallowed from head to toe. Do you still need to eat with your belly?"
After all,
Monk Kongyuan forcibly dragged Monk Fan out of the temple.
On the second floor of a mutton soup restaurant next to the temple, Uncle Zheng, who got up late today and ran out to drink soup, sat next to Uncle Zheng, A Ming.
"Hey, this is really weird. It entered the blind man's mouth and it can escape on its own."
Uncle Zheng pointed down and said while chewing the sheep bones.
A Ming also took a look outside and said, "Maybe, he is really doing something right."
"Haha, aren't you talking nonsense? How can you come out if you don't have some moral skills? But it's a pity. You said that it doesn't seem to be good to always make some nonsense. Those who have some moral skills can be regarded as having real abilities. This kind of real Whether it’s true or false, the best effect is estimated.”
"My lord, are you going to go down and stop them?"
"No rush, no rush. Anyway, they are still in the city now. Oh, they looked up and looked at you. A Ming, let me ask, did you show murderous intent towards them just now?"
On the street downstairs, the old monk looked up to the second floor.
A Ming replied:
"My subordinate is worried that he is an assassin."
There are indeed truly strong people in this world. They may not be of much use when two armies confront each other, but they can still drown them with a sea of soldiers.
But at certain specific moments, superior personal strength can have miraculous effects.
For example, the sword master assassinated Lao Situ, and killed Grimu in front of Xueguan;
Another example is that in the past, Zang Fuzi and Baili Jian went to Yanjing, which attracted the entire Yanjing Forbidden Army to be on alert.
In the past, Shatuo Queshi died in battle outside the gate of the Hou Mansion, but if he could be more tactful and go specifically to assassinate the princess, then the princess would have to think carefully about going out in the future.
It is precisely because of this that Uncle Zheng carries the coffin with the Shatuo Que Stone wherever he goes, and that he puts so much effort into licking the Sword Master.
You must have thousands of troops, but you must also have top-notch aces around you. Otherwise, if someone says "Jing Ke assassinates the King of Qin", where will you cry?
Why is Marquis Jingnan so scary?
Because he not only has thousands of troops, but his personal strength has defeated the Sword Master. This is truly invulnerable.
"Master, what are you looking at?"
"Well, it seems that Master Xue Guan has come to the wrong place."
"Then let's go, master. Anyway, we are full and just in time to run away."
"It's easier to go up the mountain than it is to go down the mountain."
said,
The old monk Kong Yuan immediately took his disciple's hand and walked into the mutton soup restaurant.
The monk came to eat mutton, which immediately attracted a lot of attention, but Monk Kong Yuan was unmoved and took his disciple's hand and went straight to the second floor.
But as soon as they entered the steps of the second floor, before they could see the layout of the second floor clearly, they were directly targeted by more than a dozen crossbow arrows.
They are all military-standard crossbows. At such a close distance, their lethality is naturally extremely terrifying.
Little monk Liao Fan was immediately frightened and trembled. How could he withstand such a battle at such a young age?
The old monk Kong Yuan was free and easy and natural, showing no signs of fear.
Zheng Fan shouted while chewing the sheep bones:
"What's going on, the monk wants to come up and eat meat?"
Monk Kongyuan put his hands together and said:
"The poor monk came to say goodbye to the donor."
Zheng Fan dropped the mutton leg that he had chewed almost to pieces, reached out and picked up a handkerchief, and said while wiping his hands:
"Having just arrived and leaving right now, doesn't it mean that I didn't treat you well?"
Little monk Liao Fan's eyes widened immediately, this is Uncle Hirano!
Monk Kong Yuan leaned down and saluted:
"I originally thought that my uncle's place was a pure land. Who could have imagined it? There was a gap in my uncle's heart for a long time, and he wanted to build a fence outside this place."
The implication is that Zheng Fan controlled this group of outsiders, that is, the group of magic sticks, and transformed and utilized them.
Regardless of whether it is true or not, they are all monks in name. Monks do not have to kneel down even when they see emperors and ministers, because they are no longer under the constraints of the world, but this Hirano uncle has decided to become a monk.
"Oh, don't monks also have to eat? There is no reason why they don't have to do anything if they become monks. And if everyone in the world is a monk, then no one has become a monk."
Hearing this, Monk Kong Yuan exclaimed:
"A poor monk is taught."
Little monk Liao Fan immediately followed his master's example, put his hands together and said seriously:
"The young monk is taught."
At this time, the blind man also came over from the temple platform after finishing his classes. Seeing that the blind man had also arrived, Zheng Fan felt relieved and waved to the group of guards around him to retreat.
No matter what, this is the Snow Customs House, and A Ming and the blind man are guarding him. Even if this monk is a hidden master, it will be very difficult to kill him.
Monk Kongyuan saw the blind man and said:
"May I ask the donor, is he a Buddha or a demon?"
The blind man smiled and said, "If the Buddha says I am a Buddha, then I am a Buddha; if the devil says I am a devil, then I am a devil."
Monk Kongyuan felt like he had been baptized again.
Immediately said:
"The poor monk has been taught."
"The little monk has been taught."
Little monk Liao Fan recited these words silently in his heart. Normally, he followed his master around and met some masters who gave lectures. He often listened for a whole day before hearing one or two words of wisdom. These words were of great use. , according to the master, whether you can live well in the future, have good food, good accommodation, and win the approval of dignitaries depends on these skills.
Who would have thought that the people in Snow Customs seem to have Ji Feng at their fingertips. Memorize them quickly and remember them in your heart. You will have to rely on them to make a living in the future.
In fact, in later generations, Ji Feng was a [-]% cautionary motto, [-]% plausibility, and [-]% Buddhist principles. It was really not difficult to mass-produce it.
Moreover, who says the words is often more influential than the "words" themselves.
Uncle Zheng is now Emperor Yan's personal title, Prince Pingye, and is the commander-in-chief of Snow Customs. At least in the realm of Snow Customs, he has reached the threshold where even farting is considered a Zen opportunity.
Zheng Fan waved to the two monks and motioned for them to come over.
Monk Liaofan sniffed when he saw the mutton on the table.
"Eat."
Monk Liaofan looked at the master.
Monk Kongyuan said:
"Amitabha, since my uncle is forcing you to take the meat-vegetarian precept with swords and weapons, then you can eat it."
"Amitabha."
The little monk grabbed the mutton and started eating.
Zheng Fan silently took out the Chinese iron box, took out a cigarette, handed one to the blind man, and bit one himself. When he was about to put it away, he saw the old monk Kongyuan also stretched out his hand.
"Do monks also smoke?"
"Although tobacco is harmful to the body, it can refresh the mind."
Nowadays, tobacco is not completely popular in the East. After all, the trend of taking medicine is legitimate, and it is not that no one uses tobacco, but most of it is used as a medicinal material. There has been a rumor among the people that lighting tobacco can remove impurities. .
Translated into modernization, people believe that burning tobacco can disinfect and sterilize it, making them less likely to get sick, and even prolonging their lives.
This monk knows that tobacco is harmful to the body, which means he is indeed an expert. I remember that Marquis Jingnan said when he saw him smoking that it was harmful to a warrior's body, because Marquis Jingnan naturally knew how to do it since he had been tempering his body since he was a child.
However, this is nothing to Zheng Fan. He is not an ascetic. Besides, two packs of cigarettes a day were not enough when he worked in a studio in his previous life. He smokes less in this life. Instead, he has been strengthening his body and practicing. Is there anything else you can’t think of?
The old monk took the cigarette, imitated the postures of Zheng Fan and the blind man, and bit it in his mouth.
Zheng Fan lit the cigarette with a huozhezi, and then handed the huozhezi to the blind man. The blind man lit it himself and then helped the old monk light it.
The old monk stood up hurriedly and said politely:
"There is a benefactor."
The three men all lit up cigarettes.
The old monk smoked very naturally. Obviously, even if he had never smoked cigarettes before, he had definitely tried tobacco.
"Old monk, you said this thing is harmful to your health, why are you still using it?"
The old monk replied:
"It's just a rotten skin, so what does it matter? If it decays as soon as possible, the poor monk will be able to ascend to bliss as soon as possible."
"It's really enlightening."
"Made uncle laugh."
The blind man kept smoking silently and said nothing.
"Old monk, why did you come to my snow customs?"
"The poor monk thought that this place would be a pure land."
"Haha, half a year ago this place was littered with corpses. What is a pure land?"
"There are indeed many people who have died, and there are also many colleagues who have died. The more people who have died there, naturally it is a pure land for poor monks."
"Tsk."
Zheng Fan laughed,
Then commanded:
"Here, give this little master another jug of wine."
When the young monk Liao Fan heard this, he bit the leg of lamb and looked up at his master.
"Well, since Uncle Hirano used swords and weapons to force you to break the drinking precept, then just break it. Buddha knows your difficulties and won't blame you."
"Well, master."
When the wine comes,
The little monk Liao Fan directly pulled out the stopper on the small wine jar, drank it with a "gudulu" sound, and then put the wine jar down.
"what!"
immediately,
Continue to nibble on the leg of lamb;
Look at this, he definitely has a good drinking capacity.
"Uncle, I know what you are planning to do."
"Oh, what?"
Monk Kongyuan pointed to the north and said:
"My uncle was granted the title of Ping Yebo by His Majesty Emperor Yan. Now he is guarding the Snow Customs. What he needs to deal with the most is naturally the savages on the snowy plains.
The snowfield is too big and vast. Although the wild people in the snowfield are scattered, it is not easy to clean them up.
What the uncle wants is to conquer the enemy without fighting. "
"You keep talking."
"Next, it's time for the uncle to tell the poor monk."
"Oh? What should Uncle Ben say?"
"Uncle, I am willing to do this."
"Why do you want to run out of the temple?"
"The poor monk has been traveling to many ancient temples, but he has never stayed in the temple for a long time. Just because the poor monk feels that Buddha can kneel, but people are not allowed to kneel. Of course, the uncle has a sword to force him, so the poor monk can kneel."
"You mean, you want a temple of your own?"
"Yes."
"This is not difficult for you."
"The temple must not only be guarded by a real Buddha, but also by a human Buddha."
The typical meaning is that the temple must have a backstage.
Zheng Fan wanted to laugh a little. He remembered that Si Niang had said similar words when they were in a club.
"Uncle Ben, I can promise you, but the premise is that you have to do something first and get it done. I don't mind if you open a temple in Xuehaiguan. Even if you want to open an ancestral palace, I will support you."
"Thank you, uncle, poor monk."
"It's done?"
"Isn't it done?"
"I'm talking empty talk."
"But the poor monk believed it."
"Tsk, you monk is really interesting, blind man."
"Subordinates are here."
"You two should have more exchanges with each other about the training work in the temple and see if you can hand it over to him."
After all, the blind man has too many things to do, so it would be good to find helpers to share the pressure.
Right now, the most important thing is the ideological and political education of new recruits and members of Keyan's tribe. This work cannot be borrowed from other people's hands.
"Yes, my lord."
The old monk clasped his hands together and said sincerely:
"The poor monk will definitely not disappoint my uncle."
"If things are done well, even if you want to open a big temple in Yanjing City, I can help you do it."
When Monk Kong Yuan heard this, his mouth opened in surprise. This was not an act, because at this moment, he had figured out a lot.
"The savages are not my uncle's true..."
"Ha ha."
Zheng Fan leaned back slightly.
Knees up,
Put out the cigarette butt in your hand directly,
Road:
"The snowfield is huge, and there are indeed many savages, but these have not been taken seriously by this uncle. Counting forward, 800 years ago, you should know what is the real serious problem of my Dayan!"
It's barbarians!
"We Ming people don't tell secrets. Within three years, Xueyuan, you can achieve results. In the future, it will not be a dream for you to enter Yanjing and be granted the title of Imperial Master.
My Majesty, Dayan, is the most generous in this regard. "
According to Zheng Fan's understanding of Emperor Yan, if you can help solve the barbarian problem, it's really not a big deal for you, Imperial Master.
Monk Kong Yuan immediately said:
"Thank you uncle for your support."
"blind."
"Yes."
The blind man stood up and said to the two of them, "Please follow me."
"well."
Monk Kongyuan reached out and grabbed the young monk's greasy hand, pulling him and following the blind man downstairs.
A Ming said:
"My lord, is it reliable?"
"Let's give it a try. Anyway, it's just dozens or hundreds of magic sticks sent to the snowfield. It won't cost us anything. Oh no, I'll have to ask you to cooperate when the time comes."
"Ask your subordinates to cooperate?"
"Perform the art of bringing the dead back to life."
"Yes, my lord."
"Is work starting at the workshop?"
"It's already moving, Lord."
"Well, hurry up. Thank you for your hard work."
"The Lord's words are serious."
"This mutton soup shop is pretty good. The new mansion will be built soon. Let's transfer it to the mansion."
So far, all the properties open to the outside world in the city are under the name of the Earl's Palace, and the transfer of chefs is really just a matter of words.
"Okay, Lord, I'll go talk to Si Niang."
"Ah."
"Ah."
"You have nothing to say to me?"
I've given you a chance to speak. Is it possible that you don't want to upgrade?
"My lord, I haven't decided yet."
"Then think slowly, don't worry."
.........
"Two masters, this is where you will rest in the future. In front of it is the temple platform. Master Kongyuan will teach with me tomorrow."
"Mr. Laobei is here."
"Master, you are welcome."
At this time, a servant brought tea and put it on the table.
The blind man said:
"These two people are here to serve the two masters."
"You shouldn't do it, you shouldn't do it. Extravagance, simplicity and cowardice often appear."
"I was the one who was rude. You should go back to the Yamen."
"Yes, Mr. Bei."
"Yes, Mr. Bei."
The two servants left.
The corners of the old monk Kong Yuan's mouth couldn't help but tremble.
Little monk Liao Fan immediately said: "Mr. Bei, my master just wants to save face and is polite."
"Sinister, shut up!"
The blind man didn't take it seriously and said, "I will send two more servant girls over later."
"Woman?" Monk Liaofan was about to speak,
"boom!"
A hairy chestnut hit his bare head directly.
Monk Kong Yuan immediately said:
"Since the Earl's Palace is forcing him with swords and soldiers, the poor monk can only be disrespectful. Amitabha, the Buddha will forgive the poor monk."
"That's the truth."
Monk Kongyuan immediately brought the topic back to business and said:
"My uncle, I have already understood the important matters in my heart, but I still need to ask Mr. Bei to give me more advice on some specific matters."
"This is natural. You and I are both working for my uncle, so we should work together to help each other."
"By the way, since the poor monk entered the city, he has seen the layout of the city, but has it been renovated?"
"After suffering a military disaster, there was a lot of damage in the city, so naturally a lot of improvements were made."
"The layout of the new city is very similar, especially the Earl's Mansion that will be built. Although it is located in the north, it has avoided evil spirits due to Feng Shui. At the same time, it has held the Shengmen hostage, forming a faint echo pattern with the end of the Tiandu Mountain Range;
Was this finishing touch the work of Mr. Bei? "
"Master is joking, I don't dare to take credit."
"Hey, is there another strange person in the city? I wonder if this poor monk is lucky enough to meet him?"
"Of course there will be opportunities in the future."
The address of the Earl's Mansion must be close to the north gate because it is close to the Juggernaut; the specific location and orientation were chosen by Liang Cheng.
Let him lie down,
See where he feels comfortable lying down,
Just choose a place as the center to start building the Earl's Palace.
After all, it is inevitable that people who read Feng Shui will have different levels of skill, but whether the position is good or not, the one who is buried actually has the most say.
"It seems that there are quite a lot of capable people in the Earl's house. It is a great blessing for me to be favored by my uncle and work under him.
However, there is one more thing that the poor monk is curious about. "
"Master, it's okay to ask."
"Such a desperate plan...
Oh no,
Who proposed this great method of teaching merits and virtues for all people with weak bodies?
The poor monk also heard that a barbarian king once appeared in the snowy plains, causing chaos in the Jin Dynasty. However, he was escorted to Yanjing.
If the savage king knew that the snowfield would show such a scene in the future, I don't know what he would think in his heart. "
The blind man smiled slightly and was not in a hurry to answer the question.
Because it was the Savage King who made this suggestion, and even some of the teachings and theories that fit the Savages were modified by the Savage King himself based on the Star Faith, in the hope that the Savages would achieve better results when they were taught.
"Master, this strategy came from my uncle."
"Oh, my uncle is really a talented man, and I admire him so much."
"Master, after asking so many questions, I also have something to ask."
"Mr. Bei, please speak."
"How high is the master's cultivation level?"
During the previous lectures, he was able to stay awake from his hypnotic environment, which was obviously a sign of cultivation. The blind man could be sure of this.
But the blind man has no way of knowing how advanced this monk Kongyuan is.
"A monk can be very high or very low. The high can be as high as the sky, and the low as dust. It is about the state of mind.
But fighting is often useless. Therefore, when faced with the powerful crossbows in the army, the poor monk looked indifferent on the surface, but in his heart, he was already panicking. "
"Then I will be even more interested. I will wait and see and hope that Master will succeed."
"Mr. Bei is..."
"Although I am blind, my heart can see."
"That's the truth. That poor monk made a fool of himself in front of Mr. Bei."
Monk Kongyuan closed his eyes and put his hands together.
After a while,
Eyes open,
The eyes are clear and the ancient well has no waves,
Shen said:
"My Buddha is merciful."
For a time,
In the blind man's "sight", he saw that Monk Kong Yuan was getting higher and higher and higher. He had already broken through the roof and was still climbing.
This is the inner state, which can be regarded as the level of state of mind. It is Zen, Tao, and enlightenment;
This has nothing to do with actual combat power. For example, the literary giant Yao Zizhan is just an old scholar with no strength. Ordinary bandits can kill him.
And the old monk Kongyuan also had the idea of showing his hand to the blind man, Hirano Bo's confidant, so that he could raise his own status, so his mood continued to rise!
If you practice Buddhism in one life, your Buddha mind will have already reached the clouds, and you can find great freedom!
in the dark,
A halo of light that was invisible to ordinary people had already reached above the Snow Customs House.
At this time,
In a small courtyard next to the Hirano House which is about to be completed,
A man who was lying there taking a nap while basking in the sun seemed to feel something.
Open your eyes slowly,
His body is still fragile and has not yet been fully restored.
But in his eyes, a sharp sword light was already projected,
Even the Long Yuan Sword, which was used to cushion the legs of the table under the dining table in the room, made a soft sound at this time.
"Where is the demon monk, here to take a peek at the Qi of our Snow Customs!"
……
"what!"
In front of the blind man,
The old monk Kong Yuan, who had an enigmatic attitude before, let out a scream.
When looking up again,
Blood was already dripping from his eyes.
Although his life was safe, his heart was already extremely frightened, and he asked in horror:
"Mr. Bei, who else is an expert in the city? This person's state of mind is as high as that of a poor monk. His sharpness is almost unstoppable."
The blind man didn't answer in a hurry.
Instead, he touched his chin,
He murmured in his heart:
“Yes, I tried it out;
It seems that the Lord's investment was right, and this Sword Master is expected to recover. "
"Mr. Bei, who is this person?"
Monk Kong Yuan lost his previous solemnity and asked anxiously.
The blind man seemed to be frightened by the scene at Kong Yuan.
Then he suddenly comforted and said:
"Oh, don't worry, Master, he's just a useless person."
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Thanks to Rishumo and Nan Gengchen for becoming the 1th and 111th alliance leaders of "Demon Arrival".
Goodnight everybody.
(End of this chapter)
"Come, let me ask you an answer. Since ancient times, I have been sentimental and full of hatred. What is the next sentence?"
It was early in the morning, and the blind man asked Xue San, who was sitting in front of him, while making tea.
Xue San immediately smiled and replied:
"This hatred lasts forever."
The blind man nodded and said, "Another one who was led astray by a pig."
"Forehead……"
"That's why good dreams are the easiest to wake up from."
"I've never heard of it, no, are you scolding me for being as stupid as a pig?" Xue San understood.
The blind man picked up the tea cup and took a sip. However, he felt that the tea was not very comfortable. He hesitated for a moment and put it down again. It was getting hot, so it would be best to have something cool. It seemed that he would have to find it later. Ming ordered some ice cubes.
"What I mean is that we all actually have a lot of freedom. Within the limits of this freedom, each of us can do what we like, but if we exceed this limit, we are not allowed to do it.
Just like what you did last time, it was actually equivalent to trapping all of us. "
"I was deceived by Ali. That idiot didn't tell me everything. Also, you all don't know what you are doing. Aren't you also looking at my direction?"
"Yes." The blind man said matter-of-factly.
"Since it depends on my wind direction, you have the nerve to talk to me now?"
"I'm sorry, do you know the difference between a pioneer and a scammer? In fact, they are both the ones who walk at the front of a road. If the road is finally open, it is called a pioneer. If the road is blocked, it is called a scammer. .
Therefore, you are a scammer. "
"Hey, hey, hey, it's so early in the morning. I'm just here to ask for some money. You have to give me a meal, right?"
"Idleness is idleness." The blind man didn't care.
Just then, Siniang walked in.
Today, Siniang is wearing a long purple dress and a phoenix hairpin, looking extremely elegant.
The blind man's expression paused for a moment, then he smiled in relief.
Xue San did not react at first. After Si Niang sat down, Xue San was about to speak, but was suddenly startled and said hurriedly:
"Six Niang, are you done?"
Siniang reached out and picked up an account book that had just been delivered early in the morning. She opened it and nodded.
"How did it happen?" Xue San couldn't understand.
"That's how it works."
"Then you...that's all. I won't ask anymore. Thousands of people have thousands of roads. If I ask, I will be tricked again. Si Niang, please approve this list for me. I want these to be made first. Workshop, I need someone to build some equipment.”
The group of people under Xue San's command were trained by himself, and he would also design some special equipment to equip them. However, these equipment are generally not promotional. Firstly, they have little promotion value; secondly, they are Can't afford promotion.
"Okay, put it here. I'll approve someone to take it to you in the afternoon."
"Okay, then I'll leave and you can chat."
Xue San got up and left the signing room.
The blind man then faced Siniang and said, "Congratulations."
Siniang shook her head and said:
"If you really want to congratulate me, why not fight me now and see if your mental power is as fast as my needle."
Every time after a promotion, there will be an urge to find someone to fight.
The blind man smiled bitterly and said:
"Can't beat it."
"No fun."
"I've delivered today's order, please work harder."
"understood."
The blind man got up and left without any further delay.
Siniang quickly read the account book in hand, threw it aside after putting on her red face, and moved her fingers slightly.
When I think about what I said to the Lord last night,
There is only one man in this world, Lord.
Rao is a veteran in the romance field, and Siniang's face turned red unconsciously.
This is really from my heart,
She is not interested in men, but she is a woman.
Since you are a woman, you will always have needs. If you want to find someone to try to get along with, find someone to try to fall in love with, and try to love, whether it is spiritual or physical, you must have a partner.
In this world, only the Lord can give her the feeling of being a man.
Even if she doesn't love the Lord, it's not the love between a man and a woman, but she has no choice.
Is this considered love?
Si Niang doesn’t know either.
When he got up, the Lord was still sleeping.
What does it feel like to love someone?
Siniang didn't know the answer.
But when I got up and saw his body being hollowed out, I did feel a great sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.
It’s time to look through the second account book.
Si Niang’s eyes immediately turned cold.
A quill dipped in red paint drew a large circle on an area.
This circle means that another person is about to die.
Siniang thought about what the blind man once said to her.
Those dirty hands that can't be cut off will grow back again if they are cut off.
The blind man said,
After a person takes a bath, his body will still be dirty. Is it possible that he will never take a bath again because of this?
The Lord said that he wanted to go to the south of the Yangtze River in Qianguo to relax,
In fact, Siniang also wanted to go.
Going around in circles, from the westernmost part of Yan State to the easternmost part of Jin State, what changes is the scenery, but what remains unchanged is the roughness in the red tent.
It seems that only in the south of the Yangtze River in the Qian Kingdom can you find the true exquisiteness of a brothel.
It's just a pity,
The things at hand have not been taken care of yet. If I want to go out for a walk, I have to wait until everything in Xue Customs is on track.
At the same time, the identity of the Lord is also different. If something happens, it will not be a joke.
Si Niang sighed,
Picked up the third account book.
……
"Master, this is Snow Customs. Look, they are carrying out massive construction projects and the people are in dire straits!"
"Come on!"
The old monk gave his disciple a slap in the face.
The little monk covered his bald head and felt aggrieved.
"Liao Fan, I told you to read too much, but don't trust all the books."
"But it's obvious here..."
"A large-scale construction project must mean that the people are living in dire straits? Look, the people here are working hard, but there is no sign of decadence on their faces. It is clear that they have Buddha in their hearts."
There is a Buddha in the heart, and the Buddha here can be understood as hope.
"But everyone in the world is suffering. How can we be forced to work like this..."
When Monk Kong Yuan heard this, he immediately planned to hit him again, but when he saw that his disciple was still covering his head, he had no choice but to kneel down and give his disciple a hard slap on the butt.
"what!"
Little monk Liao Fan felt aggrieved and covered his butt again.
"Why are you arguing with the master? If everyone in the world practices Buddhism and worships Buddha, who will cultivate the land for us to eat? Who will build Buddhist temples? Who will mold Buddha statues?
Buddhism advocates purity of suffering, but if the word "purity" is added in front of any suffering, it is actually not that bitter, but rather a kind of sentiment. "
"Master, you misunderstood Buddhism."
"You and I are both Buddhas, and all living beings are Buddhas. How can there be a unified Buddha?"
"Master, I can't help you."
"Then keep your mouth shut. Take a look at the soldiers wandering over there. Look over there. They are clearly barbarian tents. Look at the foot of the mountain at the other end. They are all barbarian slaves.
This Mr. Hirano is destined to be a murderous master. If you utter arrogant words after entering later, don't think that others will think that you are young and cute and do not have the same level of experience as you. "
"Master, my disciple knows."
"As long as you know, go and give me the ultimatum."
“But there’s no temple here?”
"When we come, the temple will come."
"But this ultimatum was issued by the Yamen of Chu State. We are monks recognized by the Yamen of Chu State. If we come to Yan people with the ultimatum issued by the Yamen of Chu State, don't you be afraid, master..."
"That means we, on behalf of the monks from Chu, have come to take refuge in the true self, Dayan."
"..." Little monk Fan said.
"Aren't you going soon?"
"Master, you are so shameless."
"Give it to my teacher!"
Monk Kongyuan kicked him over.
……
"master."
"Coming back so soon?"
"Well, my disciple asked about it, and the yamen officer over there said that the Earl's Mansion only accepts us magicians."
"What a big guy you are, a magic stick! What a big guy you are, a magic stick!"
After dropping two chestnuts in a row, two red patches were visible to the naked eye on little monk Liao Fan's head.
"Master, that's what they said."
"Is there any fast food?"
"It's about food, drink, and shelter."
"Where?"
"In a place called Temple Terrace in the city."
"Go."
"But they call us magic sticks."
"But master, I'm hungry!"
Monk Kongyuan led the young monk into the Snow Customs Gate. There was no obstruction when entering the city gate. After entering, smelling the fragrance coming from the surrounding shops, the two monks, one large and one small, started chanting sutras in the five internal organs temple.
It's just that the Yamen called Miaotai is close to the north gate, so the master and apprentice still have some way to go.
At this time,
There was a group of children running past in front of them. There were about 800 of them. They were all boys of thirteen or fourteen years old. They were wearing uniform gray training uniforms and the same boots.
The leader was a school captain, wearing armor, leading the group of children to run.
Seeing this scene, Monk Kongyuan stopped subconsciously and watched the children running past him in a row.
"Master, I'm hungry."
The young monk Liao Fan urged the old monk to hurry up and have a fast meal.
Monk Kongyuan smacked his lips and said:
"That's strange. The eight hundred kids your age just passed by. What did you see?"
"What did you see?"
"They have an evil spirit about them."
"Silly?"
"boom!"
Another blow from the chestnut.
"pain!"
"It's an evil spirit, an evil spirit! The ancestors have spirits, the descendants offer blood and food to the ancestors, and the ancestors protect the descendants. This is the guideline of yin and yang ethics."
"What's so strange about this master? He doesn't have any ancestors."
"This is different. These children are different. I tell you to study more and watch more. You will know how to eat and eat all day long. Look at your achievements."
"What are you talking about?" At this time, a man pushing a trolley passed by and said with a smile to the monk: "The children just now are from the righteous hall of the school. In the early days, they were all orphans. He was born and adopted by our Earl's Mansion. Later, a soldier died in the battle. Because he had no children, he donated the pension money to the school and selected a child from the orphans to change his surname and adopt him.
You say they are orphans. It is true that they have no father or mother, but at home, there are memorial tablets enshrined in them. "
Monk Kongyuan heard this and said thoughtfully: "No wonder, no wonder."
"Hey, you two monks are going to the temple, right?" Lifu asked.
"Exactly."
"The only option is to go to the temple. In other places in our Xuehaiguan, you can't get enough to eat. Our Xueguan doesn't support idlers. If you want to be idlers, you won't have enough to eat.
The Earl's Mansion allows us to burn paper and pay homage, but it does not allow us to raise monks and Taoists to go out to do business. We will arrest every one we catch, saying what it means is to break down feudal superstition. "
"Master, what does feudal superstition mean?" Monk Liao Fan asked his master.
"That's nothing."
Monk Kongyuan saluted the man with his hands together:
"Amitabha, thank you so much for clarifying my doubts."
"Okay, I won't bother you anymore. I still have to go to the front street to deliver goods. Here, go straight ahead to the temple. When you reach the intersection in front of the street, turn left."
"Thank you sir."
Monk Kongyuan led his apprentice to continue walking forward, and quickly found the temple platform according to Lifu's previous instructions.
There is no one guarding the entrance to the temple. This door is also very small, and the plaque is also very small. On both sides, there is a pork shop on one side and a mutton restaurant on the other, but they are much more luxurious than this temple.
After the master and apprentice entered, they found a small table in the inner door. Behind the table was a clerk sitting there, yawning.
Seeing someone coming, and looking at the cassocks on their master and apprentice, the clerk opened the book in front of him, picked up his brush, and asked:
"Name, place of origin, and where you have been. Please tell me in detail. There must be no mistakes."
"The poor monk Kongyuan, this is the poor monk's disciple who came to the world. The poor monk is a man of Gan. He became a monk in the country of Qian. Later he entered the country of Chu and received an ultimatum. This is where he is."
The civil servant reached out and took the certificate handed over by the old monk. He glanced at it twice and didn't really take it seriously. He gave it back to the old monk and said:
"Monk, right? Let's read a few passages and listen. Don't be vague and speak louder."
Monk Kong Yuan motioned for his disciple to come forward.
Liao Fan walked to the table and began to recite the scriptures, his words were clear and smooth, without any hindrance. At the same time, listening to the scriptures he recited, it seemed that his mood had calmed down. In this hot summer, I actually felt the slightest bit of coolness.
After listening for a while, the clerk raised his hand with some unfinished thoughts and said:
"Stop, that's enough. Keep these two signs. Go in. In the courtyard, the main entrance is the classroom building, the left corner is the dining room, and the right corner is the dormitory. Someone will rearrange you inside."
"Thank you sir."
"Thank you sir."
Monk Kong Yuan led his disciple in. Without hesitation, the master and disciple turned left and entered the dining room first. Because it was already past the meal time, there was no one inside. There were only two aunts working inside. When they saw the two monks coming, An aunt shouted:
"Only the steamed buns are left."
"The steamed buns are pretty good," Kong Yuan said.
"The steamed buns are very good," Liao Fan said.
The six steamed buns were served and were already cold, but with the hot water, the two monks ate them deliciously.
After finishing eating, the two monks were just about to go out when they saw a sergeant in armor walking in, pointing at the two of them and saying:
"You are all new here, let's go inside. Classes are about to begin."
"But there is a great monk teaching Buddhism here?" Monk Kongyuan asked.
The three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism are the main ones within the Fangwai Sect, and there are many more. However, no matter which sect or sect, in order to promote their own sect, the great virtuous people within them will always have to teach and promote their ideas in order to gain a wide audience. of the disciples.
"Haha." The sergeant smiled and said, "You'll know when you get there. Go quickly and don't waste time."
The master and apprentice didn't dare to delay and went straight in. After entering, they found that dozens of people were already sitting inside.
Some were wearing robes, some were wearing cassocks, and some were wearing all kinds of strange and weird clothes. Everyone was sitting there, listening attentively.
The lecturer was not a moral monk, but a blind man.
This blind man looks quite young, with his eyes closed, but his speech is very organized and gives people a very comfortable feeling.
Monk Kong Yuan and his disciple found two futons and sat down.
What this blind man talks about is neither Buddhism nor Taoist scriptures, but it is inseparable from both Buddhism and Taoism. You can even find traces of many other sects in it;
Although there are so many things mixed together, it doesn't sound messy or cumbersome at all. The context is clear and you can instinctively feel that this is the truth;
listen listen
Monk Liaofan had a look of intoxication on his face.
Kong Yuan’s frown deepened,
He immediately reached out and pinched his apprentice.
But the little monk Liao Fan seemed not to notice anything and continued to be intoxicated.
"Amitabha."
Monk Kong Yuan recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, then pinched the Buddha's seal with his hand and touched it directly between his disciple's eyebrows.
Monk Liao Fan woke up with a start, and then took a breath of cold air. The place pinched by his master now really hurt.
"master?"
"go!"
Monk Kongyuan immediately picked up his disciple and walked out.
At this time,
The blind man who was giving a lecture,
A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
When monk Kong Yuan led his disciples out of the temple gate, the clerk sitting in the inner gate saw him and did not stop him. He just said:
"If you go out of this door and come back in to eat, drink, and sleep, it won't work."
"Master, we are not leaving!"
Monk Liaofan immediately grabbed his master.
"Ah."
However, the old monk Kongyuan chuckled lightly, looked back at the school building, and said:
"If you stay in this heart-devouring place any longer, you will be swallowed from head to toe. Do you still need to eat with your belly?"
After all,
Monk Kongyuan forcibly dragged Monk Fan out of the temple.
On the second floor of a mutton soup restaurant next to the temple, Uncle Zheng, who got up late today and ran out to drink soup, sat next to Uncle Zheng, A Ming.
"Hey, this is really weird. It entered the blind man's mouth and it can escape on its own."
Uncle Zheng pointed down and said while chewing the sheep bones.
A Ming also took a look outside and said, "Maybe, he is really doing something right."
"Haha, aren't you talking nonsense? How can you come out if you don't have some moral skills? But it's a pity. You said that it doesn't seem to be good to always make some nonsense. Those who have some moral skills can be regarded as having real abilities. This kind of real Whether it’s true or false, the best effect is estimated.”
"My lord, are you going to go down and stop them?"
"No rush, no rush. Anyway, they are still in the city now. Oh, they looked up and looked at you. A Ming, let me ask, did you show murderous intent towards them just now?"
On the street downstairs, the old monk looked up to the second floor.
A Ming replied:
"My subordinate is worried that he is an assassin."
There are indeed truly strong people in this world. They may not be of much use when two armies confront each other, but they can still drown them with a sea of soldiers.
But at certain specific moments, superior personal strength can have miraculous effects.
For example, the sword master assassinated Lao Situ, and killed Grimu in front of Xueguan;
Another example is that in the past, Zang Fuzi and Baili Jian went to Yanjing, which attracted the entire Yanjing Forbidden Army to be on alert.
In the past, Shatuo Queshi died in battle outside the gate of the Hou Mansion, but if he could be more tactful and go specifically to assassinate the princess, then the princess would have to think carefully about going out in the future.
It is precisely because of this that Uncle Zheng carries the coffin with the Shatuo Que Stone wherever he goes, and that he puts so much effort into licking the Sword Master.
You must have thousands of troops, but you must also have top-notch aces around you. Otherwise, if someone says "Jing Ke assassinates the King of Qin", where will you cry?
Why is Marquis Jingnan so scary?
Because he not only has thousands of troops, but his personal strength has defeated the Sword Master. This is truly invulnerable.
"Master, what are you looking at?"
"Well, it seems that Master Xue Guan has come to the wrong place."
"Then let's go, master. Anyway, we are full and just in time to run away."
"It's easier to go up the mountain than it is to go down the mountain."
said,
The old monk Kong Yuan immediately took his disciple's hand and walked into the mutton soup restaurant.
The monk came to eat mutton, which immediately attracted a lot of attention, but Monk Kong Yuan was unmoved and took his disciple's hand and went straight to the second floor.
But as soon as they entered the steps of the second floor, before they could see the layout of the second floor clearly, they were directly targeted by more than a dozen crossbow arrows.
They are all military-standard crossbows. At such a close distance, their lethality is naturally extremely terrifying.
Little monk Liao Fan was immediately frightened and trembled. How could he withstand such a battle at such a young age?
The old monk Kong Yuan was free and easy and natural, showing no signs of fear.
Zheng Fan shouted while chewing the sheep bones:
"What's going on, the monk wants to come up and eat meat?"
Monk Kongyuan put his hands together and said:
"The poor monk came to say goodbye to the donor."
Zheng Fan dropped the mutton leg that he had chewed almost to pieces, reached out and picked up a handkerchief, and said while wiping his hands:
"Having just arrived and leaving right now, doesn't it mean that I didn't treat you well?"
Little monk Liao Fan's eyes widened immediately, this is Uncle Hirano!
Monk Kong Yuan leaned down and saluted:
"I originally thought that my uncle's place was a pure land. Who could have imagined it? There was a gap in my uncle's heart for a long time, and he wanted to build a fence outside this place."
The implication is that Zheng Fan controlled this group of outsiders, that is, the group of magic sticks, and transformed and utilized them.
Regardless of whether it is true or not, they are all monks in name. Monks do not have to kneel down even when they see emperors and ministers, because they are no longer under the constraints of the world, but this Hirano uncle has decided to become a monk.
"Oh, don't monks also have to eat? There is no reason why they don't have to do anything if they become monks. And if everyone in the world is a monk, then no one has become a monk."
Hearing this, Monk Kong Yuan exclaimed:
"A poor monk is taught."
Little monk Liao Fan immediately followed his master's example, put his hands together and said seriously:
"The young monk is taught."
At this time, the blind man also came over from the temple platform after finishing his classes. Seeing that the blind man had also arrived, Zheng Fan felt relieved and waved to the group of guards around him to retreat.
No matter what, this is the Snow Customs House, and A Ming and the blind man are guarding him. Even if this monk is a hidden master, it will be very difficult to kill him.
Monk Kongyuan saw the blind man and said:
"May I ask the donor, is he a Buddha or a demon?"
The blind man smiled and said, "If the Buddha says I am a Buddha, then I am a Buddha; if the devil says I am a devil, then I am a devil."
Monk Kongyuan felt like he had been baptized again.
Immediately said:
"The poor monk has been taught."
"The little monk has been taught."
Little monk Liao Fan recited these words silently in his heart. Normally, he followed his master around and met some masters who gave lectures. He often listened for a whole day before hearing one or two words of wisdom. These words were of great use. , according to the master, whether you can live well in the future, have good food, good accommodation, and win the approval of dignitaries depends on these skills.
Who would have thought that the people in Snow Customs seem to have Ji Feng at their fingertips. Memorize them quickly and remember them in your heart. You will have to rely on them to make a living in the future.
In fact, in later generations, Ji Feng was a [-]% cautionary motto, [-]% plausibility, and [-]% Buddhist principles. It was really not difficult to mass-produce it.
Moreover, who says the words is often more influential than the "words" themselves.
Uncle Zheng is now Emperor Yan's personal title, Prince Pingye, and is the commander-in-chief of Snow Customs. At least in the realm of Snow Customs, he has reached the threshold where even farting is considered a Zen opportunity.
Zheng Fan waved to the two monks and motioned for them to come over.
Monk Liaofan sniffed when he saw the mutton on the table.
"Eat."
Monk Liaofan looked at the master.
Monk Kongyuan said:
"Amitabha, since my uncle is forcing you to take the meat-vegetarian precept with swords and weapons, then you can eat it."
"Amitabha."
The little monk grabbed the mutton and started eating.
Zheng Fan silently took out the Chinese iron box, took out a cigarette, handed one to the blind man, and bit one himself. When he was about to put it away, he saw the old monk Kongyuan also stretched out his hand.
"Do monks also smoke?"
"Although tobacco is harmful to the body, it can refresh the mind."
Nowadays, tobacco is not completely popular in the East. After all, the trend of taking medicine is legitimate, and it is not that no one uses tobacco, but most of it is used as a medicinal material. There has been a rumor among the people that lighting tobacco can remove impurities. .
Translated into modernization, people believe that burning tobacco can disinfect and sterilize it, making them less likely to get sick, and even prolonging their lives.
This monk knows that tobacco is harmful to the body, which means he is indeed an expert. I remember that Marquis Jingnan said when he saw him smoking that it was harmful to a warrior's body, because Marquis Jingnan naturally knew how to do it since he had been tempering his body since he was a child.
However, this is nothing to Zheng Fan. He is not an ascetic. Besides, two packs of cigarettes a day were not enough when he worked in a studio in his previous life. He smokes less in this life. Instead, he has been strengthening his body and practicing. Is there anything else you can’t think of?
The old monk took the cigarette, imitated the postures of Zheng Fan and the blind man, and bit it in his mouth.
Zheng Fan lit the cigarette with a huozhezi, and then handed the huozhezi to the blind man. The blind man lit it himself and then helped the old monk light it.
The old monk stood up hurriedly and said politely:
"There is a benefactor."
The three men all lit up cigarettes.
The old monk smoked very naturally. Obviously, even if he had never smoked cigarettes before, he had definitely tried tobacco.
"Old monk, you said this thing is harmful to your health, why are you still using it?"
The old monk replied:
"It's just a rotten skin, so what does it matter? If it decays as soon as possible, the poor monk will be able to ascend to bliss as soon as possible."
"It's really enlightening."
"Made uncle laugh."
The blind man kept smoking silently and said nothing.
"Old monk, why did you come to my snow customs?"
"The poor monk thought that this place would be a pure land."
"Haha, half a year ago this place was littered with corpses. What is a pure land?"
"There are indeed many people who have died, and there are also many colleagues who have died. The more people who have died there, naturally it is a pure land for poor monks."
"Tsk."
Zheng Fan laughed,
Then commanded:
"Here, give this little master another jug of wine."
When the young monk Liao Fan heard this, he bit the leg of lamb and looked up at his master.
"Well, since Uncle Hirano used swords and weapons to force you to break the drinking precept, then just break it. Buddha knows your difficulties and won't blame you."
"Well, master."
When the wine comes,
The little monk Liao Fan directly pulled out the stopper on the small wine jar, drank it with a "gudulu" sound, and then put the wine jar down.
"what!"
immediately,
Continue to nibble on the leg of lamb;
Look at this, he definitely has a good drinking capacity.
"Uncle, I know what you are planning to do."
"Oh, what?"
Monk Kongyuan pointed to the north and said:
"My uncle was granted the title of Ping Yebo by His Majesty Emperor Yan. Now he is guarding the Snow Customs. What he needs to deal with the most is naturally the savages on the snowy plains.
The snowfield is too big and vast. Although the wild people in the snowfield are scattered, it is not easy to clean them up.
What the uncle wants is to conquer the enemy without fighting. "
"You keep talking."
"Next, it's time for the uncle to tell the poor monk."
"Oh? What should Uncle Ben say?"
"Uncle, I am willing to do this."
"Why do you want to run out of the temple?"
"The poor monk has been traveling to many ancient temples, but he has never stayed in the temple for a long time. Just because the poor monk feels that Buddha can kneel, but people are not allowed to kneel. Of course, the uncle has a sword to force him, so the poor monk can kneel."
"You mean, you want a temple of your own?"
"Yes."
"This is not difficult for you."
"The temple must not only be guarded by a real Buddha, but also by a human Buddha."
The typical meaning is that the temple must have a backstage.
Zheng Fan wanted to laugh a little. He remembered that Si Niang had said similar words when they were in a club.
"Uncle Ben, I can promise you, but the premise is that you have to do something first and get it done. I don't mind if you open a temple in Xuehaiguan. Even if you want to open an ancestral palace, I will support you."
"Thank you, uncle, poor monk."
"It's done?"
"Isn't it done?"
"I'm talking empty talk."
"But the poor monk believed it."
"Tsk, you monk is really interesting, blind man."
"Subordinates are here."
"You two should have more exchanges with each other about the training work in the temple and see if you can hand it over to him."
After all, the blind man has too many things to do, so it would be good to find helpers to share the pressure.
Right now, the most important thing is the ideological and political education of new recruits and members of Keyan's tribe. This work cannot be borrowed from other people's hands.
"Yes, my lord."
The old monk clasped his hands together and said sincerely:
"The poor monk will definitely not disappoint my uncle."
"If things are done well, even if you want to open a big temple in Yanjing City, I can help you do it."
When Monk Kong Yuan heard this, his mouth opened in surprise. This was not an act, because at this moment, he had figured out a lot.
"The savages are not my uncle's true..."
"Ha ha."
Zheng Fan leaned back slightly.
Knees up,
Put out the cigarette butt in your hand directly,
Road:
"The snowfield is huge, and there are indeed many savages, but these have not been taken seriously by this uncle. Counting forward, 800 years ago, you should know what is the real serious problem of my Dayan!"
It's barbarians!
"We Ming people don't tell secrets. Within three years, Xueyuan, you can achieve results. In the future, it will not be a dream for you to enter Yanjing and be granted the title of Imperial Master.
My Majesty, Dayan, is the most generous in this regard. "
According to Zheng Fan's understanding of Emperor Yan, if you can help solve the barbarian problem, it's really not a big deal for you, Imperial Master.
Monk Kong Yuan immediately said:
"Thank you uncle for your support."
"blind."
"Yes."
The blind man stood up and said to the two of them, "Please follow me."
"well."
Monk Kongyuan reached out and grabbed the young monk's greasy hand, pulling him and following the blind man downstairs.
A Ming said:
"My lord, is it reliable?"
"Let's give it a try. Anyway, it's just dozens or hundreds of magic sticks sent to the snowfield. It won't cost us anything. Oh no, I'll have to ask you to cooperate when the time comes."
"Ask your subordinates to cooperate?"
"Perform the art of bringing the dead back to life."
"Yes, my lord."
"Is work starting at the workshop?"
"It's already moving, Lord."
"Well, hurry up. Thank you for your hard work."
"The Lord's words are serious."
"This mutton soup shop is pretty good. The new mansion will be built soon. Let's transfer it to the mansion."
So far, all the properties open to the outside world in the city are under the name of the Earl's Palace, and the transfer of chefs is really just a matter of words.
"Okay, Lord, I'll go talk to Si Niang."
"Ah."
"Ah."
"You have nothing to say to me?"
I've given you a chance to speak. Is it possible that you don't want to upgrade?
"My lord, I haven't decided yet."
"Then think slowly, don't worry."
.........
"Two masters, this is where you will rest in the future. In front of it is the temple platform. Master Kongyuan will teach with me tomorrow."
"Mr. Laobei is here."
"Master, you are welcome."
At this time, a servant brought tea and put it on the table.
The blind man said:
"These two people are here to serve the two masters."
"You shouldn't do it, you shouldn't do it. Extravagance, simplicity and cowardice often appear."
"I was the one who was rude. You should go back to the Yamen."
"Yes, Mr. Bei."
"Yes, Mr. Bei."
The two servants left.
The corners of the old monk Kong Yuan's mouth couldn't help but tremble.
Little monk Liao Fan immediately said: "Mr. Bei, my master just wants to save face and is polite."
"Sinister, shut up!"
The blind man didn't take it seriously and said, "I will send two more servant girls over later."
"Woman?" Monk Liaofan was about to speak,
"boom!"
A hairy chestnut hit his bare head directly.
Monk Kong Yuan immediately said:
"Since the Earl's Palace is forcing him with swords and soldiers, the poor monk can only be disrespectful. Amitabha, the Buddha will forgive the poor monk."
"That's the truth."
Monk Kongyuan immediately brought the topic back to business and said:
"My uncle, I have already understood the important matters in my heart, but I still need to ask Mr. Bei to give me more advice on some specific matters."
"This is natural. You and I are both working for my uncle, so we should work together to help each other."
"By the way, since the poor monk entered the city, he has seen the layout of the city, but has it been renovated?"
"After suffering a military disaster, there was a lot of damage in the city, so naturally a lot of improvements were made."
"The layout of the new city is very similar, especially the Earl's Mansion that will be built. Although it is located in the north, it has avoided evil spirits due to Feng Shui. At the same time, it has held the Shengmen hostage, forming a faint echo pattern with the end of the Tiandu Mountain Range;
Was this finishing touch the work of Mr. Bei? "
"Master is joking, I don't dare to take credit."
"Hey, is there another strange person in the city? I wonder if this poor monk is lucky enough to meet him?"
"Of course there will be opportunities in the future."
The address of the Earl's Mansion must be close to the north gate because it is close to the Juggernaut; the specific location and orientation were chosen by Liang Cheng.
Let him lie down,
See where he feels comfortable lying down,
Just choose a place as the center to start building the Earl's Palace.
After all, it is inevitable that people who read Feng Shui will have different levels of skill, but whether the position is good or not, the one who is buried actually has the most say.
"It seems that there are quite a lot of capable people in the Earl's house. It is a great blessing for me to be favored by my uncle and work under him.
However, there is one more thing that the poor monk is curious about. "
"Master, it's okay to ask."
"Such a desperate plan...
Oh no,
Who proposed this great method of teaching merits and virtues for all people with weak bodies?
The poor monk also heard that a barbarian king once appeared in the snowy plains, causing chaos in the Jin Dynasty. However, he was escorted to Yanjing.
If the savage king knew that the snowfield would show such a scene in the future, I don't know what he would think in his heart. "
The blind man smiled slightly and was not in a hurry to answer the question.
Because it was the Savage King who made this suggestion, and even some of the teachings and theories that fit the Savages were modified by the Savage King himself based on the Star Faith, in the hope that the Savages would achieve better results when they were taught.
"Master, this strategy came from my uncle."
"Oh, my uncle is really a talented man, and I admire him so much."
"Master, after asking so many questions, I also have something to ask."
"Mr. Bei, please speak."
"How high is the master's cultivation level?"
During the previous lectures, he was able to stay awake from his hypnotic environment, which was obviously a sign of cultivation. The blind man could be sure of this.
But the blind man has no way of knowing how advanced this monk Kongyuan is.
"A monk can be very high or very low. The high can be as high as the sky, and the low as dust. It is about the state of mind.
But fighting is often useless. Therefore, when faced with the powerful crossbows in the army, the poor monk looked indifferent on the surface, but in his heart, he was already panicking. "
"Then I will be even more interested. I will wait and see and hope that Master will succeed."
"Mr. Bei is..."
"Although I am blind, my heart can see."
"That's the truth. That poor monk made a fool of himself in front of Mr. Bei."
Monk Kongyuan closed his eyes and put his hands together.
After a while,
Eyes open,
The eyes are clear and the ancient well has no waves,
Shen said:
"My Buddha is merciful."
For a time,
In the blind man's "sight", he saw that Monk Kong Yuan was getting higher and higher and higher. He had already broken through the roof and was still climbing.
This is the inner state, which can be regarded as the level of state of mind. It is Zen, Tao, and enlightenment;
This has nothing to do with actual combat power. For example, the literary giant Yao Zizhan is just an old scholar with no strength. Ordinary bandits can kill him.
And the old monk Kongyuan also had the idea of showing his hand to the blind man, Hirano Bo's confidant, so that he could raise his own status, so his mood continued to rise!
If you practice Buddhism in one life, your Buddha mind will have already reached the clouds, and you can find great freedom!
in the dark,
A halo of light that was invisible to ordinary people had already reached above the Snow Customs House.
At this time,
In a small courtyard next to the Hirano House which is about to be completed,
A man who was lying there taking a nap while basking in the sun seemed to feel something.
Open your eyes slowly,
His body is still fragile and has not yet been fully restored.
But in his eyes, a sharp sword light was already projected,
Even the Long Yuan Sword, which was used to cushion the legs of the table under the dining table in the room, made a soft sound at this time.
"Where is the demon monk, here to take a peek at the Qi of our Snow Customs!"
……
"what!"
In front of the blind man,
The old monk Kong Yuan, who had an enigmatic attitude before, let out a scream.
When looking up again,
Blood was already dripping from his eyes.
Although his life was safe, his heart was already extremely frightened, and he asked in horror:
"Mr. Bei, who else is an expert in the city? This person's state of mind is as high as that of a poor monk. His sharpness is almost unstoppable."
The blind man didn't answer in a hurry.
Instead, he touched his chin,
He murmured in his heart:
“Yes, I tried it out;
It seems that the Lord's investment was right, and this Sword Master is expected to recover. "
"Mr. Bei, who is this person?"
Monk Kong Yuan lost his previous solemnity and asked anxiously.
The blind man seemed to be frightened by the scene at Kong Yuan.
Then he suddenly comforted and said:
"Oh, don't worry, Master, he's just a useless person."
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Thanks to Rishumo and Nan Gengchen for becoming the 1th and 111th alliance leaders of "Demon Arrival".
Goodnight everybody.
(End of this chapter)
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