After listening to this, the fat monk wanted to argue again, but found that what Luo Wushuang said seemed to be true, and suddenly cried with a sad face like a deflated ball: "Is it true that there is no fate with Buddhism?"

Luo Wushuang saw the sadness on his face, coughed slightly, and changed the topic: "Why did you destroy my carriage?"

Bugui was originally drawing circles on the ground with his fat hands, and when he heard Luo Wushuang's question, he hurriedly covered his mouth with his mud-stained hand, and said in horror: "The donor's car was destroyed just now?" Could it be that stupid boy buried things in the wrong place?"

Luo Wushuang listened to the nonsense of no return, and before he could pull the word of no return, he got up and patted the dust on his buttocks, and hurriedly ran away.

Although Luo Wushuang had already covered his mouth and nose, he was still inevitably choked by the dust splashed by the non-return, and when he saw that he was not returning, he ran towards another abandoned official road, and also moved his feet to follow.

I saw a little boy of seven or eight years old on another official road, his clothes were a little ragged and he looked dirty.

The little boy seemed to be holding a wooden sign in his hand, and he ran to the little boy before he returned, and dragged the boy over. Luo Wushuang happened to have a face-to-face with the little boy, and the little boy's dirtiness couldn't hide his delicate facial features.

"Stinky boy, did you deliberately bury the wrong thing?"

Instead of answering the question of no return, the little boy asked, "Master, should we change the words on the wooden sign?"

When the little boy asked this, he forgot his own question. Following the little boy's train of thought, he groaned without returning: "The sea of bitterness is endless, and turning back is the shore." This sentence embodies the spirit of Buddhism very well. ”

The little boy put down the wooden sign with some frustration. With a bitter face, he said: "Shouldn't it be written, the official road ahead has been cut off, and this road is impassable?"

Only then did Luo Wushuang see what words were written on the wooden sign held by the little boy in his hand, wasn't it the eight-character classic in Buddhism (language): 'The sea of bitterness is endless, and turning back is the shore.' ’

Luo Wushuang thought about it, and knew the cause and effect, the original abandoned official road was suddenly struck by heavy rain and lightning. Therefore, the collapse of the landslide, the original official road has become a cliff.

It is too difficult to repair this official road, and it is better to open a new official road. So Helan Jingheng waved his hand, and the original official road was abandoned, but the original path was opened up into a new official road.

However, it may be because the border Wucheng is too far away from Beijing, and it is impossible for Beijing to post notices in Beijing. When and where the official road was changed. Therefore, there are still people who pass by in the middle of the night who don't know that this official road has changed. Even the people and the carriage rolled down the cliff and lost their lives in vain.

After seeing Luo Wushuang follow, he turned around and explained to Luo Wushuang: "This kid was picked up in Wucheng a few days ago, and it was very pitiful to see him as a child in the city and other young beggars robbing for food. ”

The little boy seemed to hate the mention of this matter, and his brow furrowed slightly, but after a moment it relaxed. Luo Wushuang looked at the little boy's actions, and suddenly became very interested in this little boy who could control his emotions freely.

No return, but no notice. He said to himself: "So I brought this kid with me, planning to let him gradually give birth to the wisdom of Buddhism." ”

Luo Wushuang heard this. nodded in disagreement, and said, "You don't have Huigen, can you still hope to bring out a disciple of Buddhism Huigen?" Of course, Luo Wushuang didn't dare to say it. Originally, this fat monk loved to cry, otherwise Luo Wushuang and the others would make him cry, and he didn't know how to comfort him.

Bugui touched the little boy's head with relief, and suddenly something sounded, and he slapped the little boy's head with a palm and said, "You stinky boy, you always interrupt the thoughts of no return, say!" Did you bury the hoe that destroyed the carriage in the wrong place?"

When the little boy heard this, he lowered his head and sobbed quietly: "The master thinks like this, Zichu is really sad. ”

Seeing that the little boy was trying to suppress his tears, his heart was very sour, and he hurriedly smirked: "Hey! Maybe I'm confused, don't cry. ”

Luo Wushuang looked at this scheming little boy, and as soon as he connected the things before and after, he knew what was going on. At the moment, he was not busy exposing the little boy's tricks, but asked: "Fat monk, how could this little boy wander in Wucheng for no reason?"

Bugui touched the bright bare head and said: "It is said that all the crops were frozen to death in the cold winter this year, so I wandered to Wucheng with my family, but I was too hungry and cold along the way, so the family died and scattered." ”

Luo Wushuang moved his eyes to the little boy and said, "Where is the family and how many people are in the family?"

The little boy didn't expect Luo Wushuang to throw the question to himself, and he was obviously stunned for a moment before he spoke: "Zichu is under the Savage Clan, there are a total of ten people in the family. ”

"You're lying." Luo Wushuang's eyes were like torches.

When the little boy heard this, he suddenly raised his head, looked directly at Luo Wushuang and said, "Why should Zi Chu deceive people, Zi Chu is the fifth in the family, and there are three brothers and two sisters in front of him. ”

"Shimono's disaster this year is not serious, so there is no need to wander around at all. What's more, Shimono and Wucheng are far away, and they are desolate and withered along the way, if they really flee, why don't they go to the rich areas in Beijing and Jiangnan?" Luo Wushuang's series of words were like a chain of cannons.

The little boy was dumbfounded by Luo Wushuang's words, and then argued: "Has the son been to the lower field?" But how did you ever know if the officials protected each other and didn't report the falsehood?"

Luo Wushuang smiled and said: "I am not talented, but for the students sent by Bailu to go to various places for disaster relief, the disaster situation in various places is obtained by the academy to the local investigation, not based on the official general text. ”

The little boy snorted, and then stopped talking. Luo Wushuang spoke again: "The sisters in your family are weak, and they can be said to have survived the hunger and cold. If your parents, brothers and sisters didn't survive the hunger and cold, but you, a weak young brother, survived the hunger and cold?"

The little boy's eyes looked at Luo Wushuang again, but this time it was a vicious and resentful look. Luo Wushuang was surprised why a child had such a resentful look.

However, it was also expected by Luo Wushuang, who originally wanted to hold a wooden sign on the road to persuade passers-by to change their ways, but he was afraid that passers-by would not listen, so he buried an iron fence hoe and damaged the carriage. Delay the trip and then slowly dissuade it.

But the little boy did the opposite, buried the iron fence hoe on the new official road, and then misguided the old official road to make people fall off the cliff.

Luo Wushuang approached the little boy, half-squatted down and looked directly into the little boy's eyes, and said in a rare and serious manner: "What a ruthless heart, you are going to put all the carriages that come and go to death." ”

Bugui looked at Luo Wushuang with a puzzled expression, obviously not knowing what Luo Wushuang was talking about. Luo Wushuang stood up and said, "Fat monk." This demon standing next to you is not just a cute child, he wants to send everyone to see the Buddha. ”

When he heard this, he grew up and said, "Donor." Don't talk nonsense, the Buddha has a spirit that will hear it, and if this child has some karma, it will not be good. ”

A sneer crossed the corner of Luo Wushuang's mouth and said, "You are well-intentioned to save an unwitting passer-by, and he has reversed your methods. Don't ask right or wrong. Let all passers-by go to the western sky. ”

Immediately afterwards, Bugui patted the little boy on the shoulder and said, "You quickly explain to the donor what is going on." ”

The little boy stopped trembling, stood up with his head held high, and said, "Even if you say everything right, what can you do to me?" Could it be that the White Deer Academy, which has always been known as chivalrous and good, can slaughter me with one ()?"

Looking at such a strange little boy in front of him, Bu Gui's voice became a little hollow: "Is this still the stupid boy I know?"

The little boy put his hands behind his back, and he was very much like a little adult, although he still looked like the ragged and dirty little boy now, but his own temperament had completely changed.

The little boy looked at me with some disgust and said, "Don't call me a silly boy again." If it weren't for your saving grace for me, you would have died long ago. ”

No return seems to be broken by the real face of the little boy. He sniffed, flicked his sleeve and stepped aside as if nothing had happened.

Luo Wushuang felt more and more that this little boy was not simple, and said, "What's wrong?" Do you still have compassion in your heart, and you are afraid that the fat monk will die because of you?"

The little boy stubbornly twisted his head to the side and said forcefully: "If you want to kill, you will kill, where is there so much nonsense?"

Luo Wushuang sighed and said, "Didn't someone just say that the Bailu people with the title of chivalry and perfection would not do anything to a child?"

"There is no purest and purest water in this world, and famous families are prone to scum." After the little boy finished speaking, he closed his eyes, as if waiting for Luo Wushuang to give him a fatal blow.

Luo Wushuang looked at the little boy's clear expression of fear of death, his legs couldn't stop trembling, but his face showed an expression of resolute death.

Luo Wushuang walked over and made a knife with his hand to make a gesture on the little boy's neck, and the little boy suddenly fell to his knees softly. At this time, Luo Wushuang finally couldn't help it, and laughed out loud and said, "Okay, don't pretend to be dead." I really don't believe your hands can cut your neck bloody. ”

The little boy was very nervous, thinking that such a painless death might be a relief, but after hearing Luo Wushuang's merciless ridicule, he got up from the ground.

Luo Wushuang said: "You can really carry it, but it's much better than your average peers, at least you didn't pee your pants, didn't you?"

When the little boy heard this, a strange red color welled up on his face. Luo Wushuang no longer intimidated him, but randomly picked a stone and sat down and said, "Say, why do you want to send all the carriages and horses into the cliff." ”

The little boy bit his lip tightly when he heard Luo Wushuang's question, trying to hold back his tears. Luo Wushuang waited for a long time, but he didn't see the little boy speak, Luo Wushuang sighed, and planned to stand up and pat his ass and leave.

As soon as Luo Wushuang took ten steps, he heard the little boy crying, "Wait a minute! If I tell you, will you be able to avenge me?"

Luo Wushuang didn't answer, and was about to continue walking, only to feel a sinking under his feet. Looking down, it was the little boy who hugged his leg and pleaded, "Please, help me." ”

Luo Wushuang didn't plan to do anything to support justice at all, and this little boy came from an unknown place, but his facial features were delicate and his demeanor was generous.

And this kid is calm and scheming, he must be the son of a noble and wealthy businessman, and his enemies must also have a great background.

Luo Wushuang ignored it and continued to walk forward, the little boy hugged Luo Wushuang's thighs tightly and refused to let go, whimpering: "Please, please, they killed my mother and sister"

Luo Wushuang listened, stopped, and seemed to coincide with a certain scene in front of him.

Many years ago, in a courtyard in the capital.

Song Chenyan had searched all the side rooms, but she still didn't see the shadow of Helan Jingrui, and she was so tired that she sat on the stone chair in the courtyard and was out of breath.

"Little follower! Did you hide it on purpose? I'm not in the mood to play with you, my people are going to be beheaded tomorrow!" Song Chenyan's last sentence was already crying.

Still no one came out to respond to Song Chenyan's words, Song Chenyan asked for someone for the first time, and the person she asked for was her childhood sweetheart. She shouted: "Jing Rui, please, please save my mother's father's younger brother is dead, I can't lose my mother again." ”

Song Chenyan's shouting finally did not let Helan Jingrui appear, but instead a team of elite soldiers rushed into the courtyard to surround Song Chenyan, Song Chenyan seemed to understand something, it was Helan Jingrui who betrayed himself in order to protect himself.

The moment Helan Jingrui appeared, the two looked at each other, Song Chenyan was resentful, and she swept her nose with a drop of tears. Helan Jingrui really wanted to tear these people to pieces, hug her into his arms, and let her cry and scold, but he couldn't.

"Helan Jingrui, you bear me, you bear me!" After Song Chenyan finished howling, she also used all her strength, and her body fainted.

Helan Jingrui quickly stepped forward to block all the soldiers and hugged her into his arms.

"Seventh Prince, this is unreasonable." The commander of the forbidden army is embarrassed.

Helan Jingrui raised his head, his cold gaze went straight into people's hearts, and he said, "I will personally send her in, step by step." ”

In the end, it was Helan Jingrui who personally sent Song Chenyan to the Criminal Department, how ironic, isn't it?

A mocking expression appeared on Luo Wushuang's face, and she picked up the little boy and said, "Don't cry anymore, what does a man look like when he cries." ”

When the little boy heard this, he wiped away his tears and said happily: "Are you willing to help me with the help of Bailu?"

Luo Wushuang seemed to be a little wrong when he heard this, and said, "What Bailu, only I have the strength." ”

When the little boy heard this, his happy little face instantly collapsed. Luo Wushuang looked at it, crossed his hands on his hips and said, "Since you look down on the master, let's find another helper." ”

The little boy saw that Luo Wushuang was very angry and wanted to leave, so he hurriedly grabbed Luo Wushuang and said as if he was very aggrieved: "You can be alone." (To be continued.) )