The little monk tilted his head and walked down the steps.

He was about to rush to the Reclining Buddha Mountain, when he suddenly saw the sun shining on the Reclining Buddha Mountain and falling on the Master's shoulder.

The Buddha's light flashed.

In the light of the Buddha, the master chuckled at him with flowers.

This time, not only the little monk saw it.

Everyone in the city, including the old monk, saw it.

"This, this is..."

"Buddha?!"

The people exclaimed, some stunned, some stunned, but no one saluted or worshipped.

This former Buddha city suffered greatly from the enslavement of Wat Pho.

Now, they don't have a good impression of Buddha in their hearts.

Under the gaze of everyone, the figure of the master gradually disappeared.

When the light of the Buddha dissipated, the sky over the Reclining Buddha Buddha was empty, and it seemed that nothing had appeared.

"Amitabha. ”

The old monk clasped his hands together and bowed to the scattered Buddha's light.

The grass withdrew its gaze.

She was also a little familiar with the old monk.

But for some reason, all that came to mind was words like "tiger".

"Could it be that he is a tiger demon?" muttered Cao'er.

Ignore these.

Cao'er asked the little monk, "Shopkeeper Yu plans to hand over the Buddha City to you, what are you going to do?"

The little monk shook his head, "Don't do it." ”

Cao'er wondered, what to do if she didn't do it.

She is now the city lord of Shennong City, and plans to learn from the little monk.

"We've been to this reclining Buddha city. The people have been bullied by the monks for too long. ”

The little monk looked at the cheering crowd.

"Monks cultivate the mind, purify the mind, meditate on the mind, and should not be involved in worldly affairs. Now it's time to give the city back to the people. ”

He intended for the city of Reclining Pho, like other cities, to elect a titular lord who would then be governed by the Council of Elders.

As for the monks...

He intended to rebuild Wat Pho.

Those monks who have bullied the common people can still be monks in the Reclining Buddha Monastery after being judged by the Presbyterian Church.

"Wat Pho will leave no land, nothing left. ”

Survive only by turning fate.

As for whether they can live or not, it depends on their own atonement and creation.

Cao'er's eyes lit up, "Hey, that's a good idea." ”

She decided to use Shennong City.

Of course, there is still a difference between Langzhong and a monk.

Cao'er also plans to establish an Elders' Council and let the Elders' Council govern Shennong City.

As for the city lord, Cao'er still has to be the one, but it's just a name.

She plans to follow the example of the little monk and rebuild the Medicine King Palace.

Every year, the Medicine King Palace will launch a list of Langzhong, which records in detail and detail the diseases cured by Langzhong, as well as the drugs developed or the methods of practicing medicine.

In the end, the Medicine King Hall will evaluate these Langzhong.

With the help of these means, they gradually restored their reputation among the Shennong Chenglang.

Of course, Cao'er has to be busy with more than that.

A few days ago, Yu Sheng used a mirror and with the help of the wounded who came down from the battlefield to tell her many ways to treat diseases in her body.

She planned to gather many young, thoughtful Lang Zhong in the Medicine King Hall to specialize in this research.

In other words, the Medicine King Hall will be a place to evaluate Langzhong and learn from Langzhong in the future.

Cao'er told the little monk about the idea.

Hearing that Cao'er wanted to learn from herself, the little monk touched his bright head, and then made some suggestions.

For example, encourage exchanges between Langzhong and China, but prevent seniority in the circle, rather than focusing on ability.

All of the things he mentioned were what he saw and heard when he traveled all the way from the Eastern Wilderness to the Central Plains.

The more they chatted, the more interested they became, so they moved a stool from the inn, put it under the eaves outside the inn, and drank tea and chatted.

The old monk shook his head.

These two people are together, and they really have endless things to say.

However, watching their eyebrows flutter when they imagined the future and prepared to build Shennong City and Reclining Buddha City into a well-known place for Langzhong and monks, the old monk smiled.

It's nice to have a future.

Looking at the jubilant people on the streets, their faces are full of anticipation for the future.

The old monk looked at the top of the Reclining Buddha Mountain.

It was empty, as if the old monk who had disappeared had never appeared.

He now knows why the Buddha's descendants disappeared.

"You've chosen a good heir. The old monk chuckled.

He walked down the stairs and returned to the bosom of Reclining Buddha, and it felt so good to be home.

No, it's nice to have an inn.

The old monk has also made some friends these days.

There is an inn, and he can always chat with friends and drink tea.

He has been imprisoned in the Reclining Buddha Mountain for a thousand years, and it is time to enjoy life outside.

Shit and eggs are also happy.

Not only did they return to their familiar hometown, but they also had their own livelihood - the inn junior.

From today onwards, they have their own real home.

......

As Yu Sheng said, the Witch House was too understaffed.

They are overstretched, and it is difficult for them to eat so many cities in a short period of time.

Not to mention, they also used the same routine as for the rest of their lives: divide the land equally.

Although the Nine Cities suffered heavy losses, the city lords of the cities, as well as those big landlords, they were not without the strength to fight.

For the rest of his life, even though he had an inn in hand, it took more than half a year to settle down the plains in the valley.

The Witch Courtyard has no such sharp weapon as the door at hand, so it is naturally more labor-intensive.

Therefore, when the inn land is quiet and stable, the place occupied by the witch house is in chaos.

Not only do they have to fight with the city lord and monsters, but they also have to fight with the rest of their lives after constantly building inns.

At this time, the witch courtyard was eager to split everyone in half and use it as two.

However, just when Yu Sheng watched their jokes and waited for the Witch House to be exhausted, he took the opportunity to build an inn, and the Witch House threw out two bombshell news, which made Yu Sheng faint.

The previous news has been guessed by the city lord of the moving mountain: the king of the Northern Wilderness will send the people of the Northern Wilderness south to support the Witch Academy.

But the second news, even if the city lord of the mountain moved his head, couldn't think of it: the word-making saint has returned in the land of chaos.

"Those who returned together, and..."

The city lord of the mountain moved looked at Yu Sheng, hesitated for a moment, and said, "There are also god killers." ”

The mother who was gnawing on the fish for the rest of her life raised her head.

"Yo, Lao Yu has returned from the Land of Chaos?" she continued to gnaw, "I'm still going to find a husband for a thousand miles." ”

Yu Sheng looked back at her, "Why haven't I heard you talk about it?"

"Hey, I'm not blaming you. ”

"Blame me?" Yu Sheng felt inexplicable, he didn't do anything.

"When you first came out, you were bullied, my mother has to stand up for you, right? ”

She raised the fish in her hand and signaled, "Especially this fish, it's so delicious, how can I have time to find Lao Yu." ”

"Co-authoring blame me?"

Yu Sheng's mother nodded, "If you want to say that, you're right." ”

"Hey!"

Yu Sheng said that he was upright, and he had been suspecting that he was not born to the Queen Mother recently.

"Then why did they get involved with the Northern Wilderness King again?" Yu Sheng frowned.

"I know why. ”

For the rest of his life, his mother put down the fish she was gnawing on, "The Ten Witches of Lingshan are the same as the saints of the Central Plains, they believe in the Emperor of Heaven. ”

It can be said that the rise of the saints of the Central Plains was due to the soul of this heavenly way.

They took the fire from the wood.

Now it is not uncommon for the word-making saint to return from the land of chaos and obey the orders of the Heavenly Emperor again.

"As for your father, needless to say, he must have to follow the old man. ”

She told the rest of her life not to worry, unless Lao Yu had a bad brain, it would be impossible for him to deal with his son.

"I'm not worried about that, I'm worried about what we're going to do next?"

The rest of my life is very difficult.

The son killed Lao Tzu and Lao Tzu's Lao Tzu?

If this is going to get out, people will laugh out of their big teeth.

What's more, the gods of the Central Plains have withdrawn.

The people of the Central Plains were supposed to usher in peace and joy, but now it has become an inn and a witch courtyard confrontation, and there are saints in between.

"If you continue to fight like this, the Central Plains will have to ambush millions of corpses, and you won't hear the rooster crow for a hundred miles. ”

I didn't want to fight for the rest of my life, but I couldn't do anything about it.

When the rest of his life was helpless, with the Word Saint, the Witchcraft of the Godslayer expanded rapidly.

Many people even thought that the rest of their lives were in the same group as the Witchhouse, and that taking refuge in the Witchhouse was not much different from the inn.

As a result, the people were like-minded.

Almost every day, for the rest of his life, he can receive news that the Witch House has conquered a city.

Over time, the rest of your life will take its course.

He did his own thing.

It just so happened that although the two major wars were won within a year, they were both victorious, causing heavy losses in the Central Plains, the Eastern Wilderness and the Central Wilderness, and the people's livelihood withering.

The people of the three places are in dire need of recuperation.

So, for the rest of his life, he took out all the money that was about to become moldy in his treasury and invested it in pension and spring ploughing.

There is a way to have money in your hands, and you don't panic in your heart.

With handfuls of copper coins scattered, the giants, monsters, and humans in the three places left all their sorrows behind and became busy.

A caravan was also formed for the rest of his life.

He appointed Hu Muyuan as the captain.

"Who is Hu Muyuan?"

The Queen Mother said she couldn't remember too many names.

"At the beginning, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to remember your name, so I deliberately took Yusheng. When I can't remember, I think, hey, the old lady was born when she became a fish, and she immediately remembered it. "The rest of his life is very proud.

Aunt Qing looked at her, "Are you sure you remember?"

"Of course, sometimes I misremember Jackie Chan. ”

Yu Sheng asked her, "Then do you remember my cheap sister's name?"

For the rest of his life, his mother thought for a moment, "Newborn?"

"Haha, haha. ”

Zhou Jiufeng, who was next to Aunt Qing, laughed.

For the rest of his life, he mourned for the cheap old lady, and then told the Queen Mother, "The most handsome one in the inn is Hu Muyuan." ”

The rest of his life looked at him strangely.

"Smash, although the old lady is a little sloppy in naming you, you can't change your name to Hu Muyuan. ”

She taught her a lesson for the rest of her life.

"I won't say anything if you change your surname, that's Lao Yu's business, it's not right to change your name, and you changed your name. ”

"Mother is far away, mother is far away from you, the old lady is heartbroken for your life's events, how can you pull back?!"

For the rest of his life, his mother was bitter.

"It's good that my sister doesn't care, otherwise you kid will be a bachelor for the rest of your life. ”

I can't cry or laugh for the rest of my life, this is really my mother.

"No, I'm not talking about me, I'm talking about him. ”

It happened that Hu Mu came in from afar, and the rest of his life fingered him.

"Shhh ”

The rest of his life gasped.

"This kid is ugly, and he should appoint an official to at least ward off evil spirits. ”

I took this cheap old lady for the rest of my life.

I don't know how she likes Lao Yu.

Back to the caravan, this caravan will allow the three places to communicate with each other.

The fish and salt of the Eastern Wilderness, the grain and cloth of the Central Plains, and the wild game of the mountains and rivers of the Central Wilderness will be quickly delivered to the three places with the help of the caravan.

These goods are cheap and of high quality, so they are very popular among the people of the three places.

For the rest of his life, all the money earned by this caravan, after deducting the cost, was used to subsidize the soldiers and their families who were killed or wounded in battle.

This will be a long-lasting benefit that will last.

So as not to chill those giants, demons and people who have worked hard for the rest of their lives, or are still working hard.

It is foreseeable that with the rest of his life cooperating with the Southern Wilderness, the caravan has a bright future.

The King of the Southern Wilderness was a little greedy.

She asked Miao Renfeng to come forward and asked if Yu Sheng could invest, but Yu Sheng politely declined.

The King of the Southern Wilderness was not annoyed by this.

Because she's earned enough.

After several major battles in the Eastern Wilderness and the Central Plains, as far as the eye can see, they are all broken walls.

When the city was rebuilt, money was naturally indispensable, and all of this money was loaned from Nanyu Qianzhuang.

The King of the Southern Wilderness calculated.

Although the rest of her life accounts for fifty percent of Nanyu Qianzhuang, the money lent out will skyrocket when she returns it.

"It's worse than grabbing money. The King of the Southern Wilderness exclaimed.

She can even feel that people's desire for money is also expanding, which makes her power continue to grow.

It's a very comfortable feeling.

The only fly in the ointment is that the confrontation between the King of the Northern Wilderness and the rest of his life is a trouble.

Once the battle starts in an all-round way, it will cost the people and money, and it will naturally affect the money-making plan of the King of the Southern Wilderness.