Yes, all the hard work has been in vain, and we have to start all over again. Is this kind of goodness really right? Shouldn't we protect ourselves before we can do more good?

Xing Zhen is not a person in Buddhism, so it is not good to judge too much. At least he believes that good and evil have always been good, and we can't blindly ignore the consequences.

But it does not affect the good impression of the two little monks who are dependent on the origin and extinction, after all, they are out of kindness.

The porridge could not stand the refugees' blind demand, and some even filled the jar and began to pour it into the bucket.

The good man does a good job, but he can't give unbridledly. Otherwise, the taste will change, and the refugees will become dependent.

Therefore, if there are good people who do good, it will only be done in moderation, and it will not be repeated day after day. It's not about money, it's about it, and if that's the case, it's a habit to live for a long time.

Refugees are accustomed to living on almsgiving porridge and lose their enterprising spirit. Maybe one day the porridge will suddenly be cut off, and the refugees will turn around and scold the good people for not doing things consistently.

Xing Zhen doesn't care if the refugees will have food tomorrow, what he cares about is that there is less and less porridge at the moment. When I get to myself, I don't know how much I have left.

The fire boiling in the back has been extinguished, and the porridge in front of the alms is one scoop less.

Every time someone took a piece of porridge, Xing Zhen was scared. The times are pressing, and there are two monks and a dog waiting to eat behind them.

In the end, Xingzhen secretly hated his crow head. What do you want, when there are three refugees in front of you, the big pot of porridge reveals the dark bottom of the pot.

Just as Xing Zhen thought, a small number of ungrateful refugees scolded and scolded.

"Just give a little bit, what will I do tomorrow? "It was a middle-aged man who spoke with sound limbs and did not look sick.

The bucket in his hand was half filled with clear porridge, but he was still not satisfied.

"Hey, I have an eighty-year-old mother and a walking child. Xianggong joined the army and fought and never returned, where is this little porridge enough? "It was a plump woman who was carrying an almost full jar in her hand.

The rice porridge in the jar has a part that has just been distributed to the two children. It was the woman who saw that the child's parents were old and lined up, and took the opportunity to grab it.

At this time, the middle-aged man of Rushan came over, stopped the plump woman and asked softly, "Please stay, has your husband really joined the army?"

The woman froze for a moment, and her breasts rose and fell twice as she broke through her thin clothes. Then he exhaled and nodded solemnly: "Indeed, the men of my family have been gone with the army for a year. ”

The Rushan man clasped his fists and said, "Wait a while, I'll bring you some white rice." ”

With that, he turned and was about to leave.

"Donor, please stay and don't listen to others. "The origin of the neighboring little monk is not the right one.

Then he turned to the woman and said, "Amitabha, a good man treats others sincerely, and the donor should not speak falsely. ”

The Rushan man stopped with curiosity and asked politely, "What does the master mean?"

Without waiting for the origin to reply, the woman scolded: "You stinky monk, don't think that you can talk nonsense by helping us expel evil spirits for a few days." ”

"Stinky monk, tell the old lady, what is a lie, is it just a lie? The monks don't have a good thing, I think you are worried about the old lady's body,"

The woman straightened her chest and stepped forward, deliberately hitting the little monk with the trembling in front of her.

Yuanqi's skin was black and red, and his hands were folded and he retreated again and again: "Don't be angry, the little monk will tell the truth." ”

Seeing the little monk retreating, the woman was unforgiving, pointed to the little monk's head and asked, "I'll just say, when I was taking a bath the night before yesterday, I felt that someone was peeping." You say, are you a monk?"

"It's certainly not a good idea to go back and follow us refugees. Look at the old lady's posture, don't you think about it?"

The little monk is not good at arguing, but regresses while reciting the Buddha's name.

On the side, Xingzhen didn't believe what the woman said, and was more inclined to the origin of the porridge that had not been arranged. It's the subtleties of character, not intuition. He raised his leg and stepped in front of the little monk.

The woman saw that she was a sword-bearer ranger, and her clothes were not as tattered as theirs. The temperament of bullying the soft and fearing the hard suddenly rose, and the momentum weakened a little.

The Rushan scholar also stepped forward to dissuade: "If you have something to say, don't be angry yet." ”

The Confucian scholar also looks at the little monk pleasing to the eye, and when he is old in the middle of making peace, his actions are more inclined to the origin.

The people in the rivers and lakes are bold and bold, and the woman is not allowed to eat the true character of punishment, and she does not dare to use the method of dealing with the origin. In case the punishment really comes, the plan will be easy to rub the oil, the woman will not mind or not, and she will definitely not be able to run away if she is embarrassed in public and made fun of.

At this time, an old man with gray hair heard the movement here and walked with staggering steps.

He said sharply: "Wu Niang, stop, the two masters have subdued demons and eliminated demons for us along the way, and blocked the iron hooves of the military several times. How can you take revenge and lose the face of our Wu Village. ”

"Don't get out of the way, be careful that I tell you all that little unclean thing. You should know that a woman who does not obey the woman's way should go to the pig pen. ”

The woman named Wu Niang was quite afraid of the old man, and squeezed out a foxy smile: "Don't be angry, Lizheng, I'm joking." ”

Li Zheng is equivalent to the village head, and he does have the right to manage the messy parents who do not abide by women's morals.

The customs in the blessed land of the Seven Killings are quite harsh on the punishment for not abiding by women's morals.

If it is implemented, it is to soak the pig cage. It is to stuff people into a cage containing pigs, seal them and throw them into the river to fend for themselves.

Wu Niang immediately softened, politely bent over the old man, and hurriedly ran away.

Seeing that Wu Niang left and stopped making trouble, the old man first apologized to the origin: "The master is not strange, the woman is not sensible." We refugees are indeed hungry and afraid, and the master must know it. ”

"It's all brought by the damn war, although Wu Niang and her wife are not in order. But I didn't do anything too out of the ordinary, and I knew how to help us old guys share some weight on the way. ”

"It's hard enough, it's hard to punish more. Otherwise, if you have no herbs and no food, you can only wait for death if you get sick, and it is another human life. ”

When the old man bent down, he stepped forward to hold him up, and kept repeating: "You shouldn't receive this great gift." ”

The old man insisted on speaking, and then turned to the Rushan man. Naturally, he was also stopped by the Rushan man.

The old man continued: "Wu Niang is a widow, and the man died of illness and did not go to the battlefield. There are no old people and no children, and the great good people don't have to waste food. ”

"It is true that many young people in the village have been called into the army, which is very good, and it is appropriate to kill these inhumane soldiers. ”

The Rushan man replied: "The old man is polite, we know that there are one hundred and twenty-six men between the ages of fifteen and thirty-five in Wujia Village. ”

"Eighty-three of them joined the army, which is an admirable village. ”

The Rushan man looked at the group of refugees, sighed heavily, and then said slowly: "These refugees are like this, seven or eight out of ten families have men who have joined the army. ”

"Not only are we going to distribute porridge, let's go with our team this time, and Childe promised to arrange a place for these people to live. ”

"There are few high-walled pavilions in and out, but at least it's better than living in a fixed place like this. ”

If it weren't for the support of the Rushan man, the old man almost knelt down and kowtowed. Arranging one person for two people, ten people for eight is nothing.

But the placement of thousands of people at once is really scary.

The Rushan man continued: "These refugees may not believe what I say, and they ask the old people to help persuade them. ”

The Rushan man said it quite sincerely, and there was no need for him to deceive. Deceiving these refugees will not get any benefit except for more food.

The old man gladly accepted, and when he agreed, he walked away quickly. People are in good spirits on happy occasions, and the pace of the old man's departure is much calmer and faster than when he came.

The little monks were sincerely happy for these refugees, and they all folded their hands and recited the Buddha's name: "Good, good." ”

The Rushan man returned the salute with his fists and reported his name: "In the Xia Jin Yu Shu, I have always seen what the two masters have done in my eyes and am deeply admired. ”

"There's still some food left, so you might as well go and fill your stomach. ”

said to Xing Zhen again: "What this young man did is also admirable, and I think it is very appropriate." It's better to go to the back and take a break first. ”

Xing Zhen screamed with hunger, and there was no reason to refuse. The two little monks are in a similar situation, even more embarrassing than Xing Zhen.

After introduction, the brother of the boy in brocade clothes is named Liang Su, who claims to be the squire and rich man of the Great Liang Kingdom.

Xing Zhen also learned that this place is the junction of the Great Liang Kingdom and the Great Yi Kingdom.

It is always the common people who suffer from the war between the two countries. Dayi was defeated and retreated, and the war was brought to his own land.

The displaced refugees are all the people of Daliang country.

The fleeing people were no faster than four-legged war horses, and the 3,000 refugees in sight were the lucky ones.

There are also soldiers and civilians who were killed in the war, and most of them turned into ghosts after their obsession did not disappear.

The calm wind during the day and the cloudy wind at night are also the talismans of these refugees.

There are two small monks who protect the Tao and keep these living people. Originally, there were as many as 10,000 refugees in this wave, and the two little monks went out to travel around and came back, only about 3,000 were left.

The two little monks felt guilty about this, but they didn't think it was wrong to travel.

There are guards to check the gates, and the refugees are full of food and drink, and they dare not rush into it. Some people have the vicious desire to grab food, so they have to hold it in their stomachs.

What's more, Liang Su, the son-in-law, promised to arrange a place for them to live, and there was no need to touch his brows.

The rear facilities are quite complete, with tables and chairs and tents. The meal was already prepared, not only porridge but also wine and meat.

The monk eats meat and does not eat vegetarian, and Liang Su is very thoughtful and prepares vegetarian dishes.

The round table is not divided into priorities, and five people and one dog sit around the table.

The puppy can't wait to use a pair of front hooves at the same time. Even the wine and meat, and stuffed it into the mouth.

Dogs that eat meat have been seen, but dogs that drink alcohol are not unusual. Except for the true punishment, everyone was amazed.

didn't move, and looked at the puppy with their eyes.

And the snow-white little guy only knows how to bow his head and chop big, and his ears don't hear what is going on outside the window.

The punishment is really full of black lines, and the secret path is not light to be harmed by the puppy, which is too embarrassing.

I was just hungry and had a sore stomach, but I lost my appetite when I saw the food. Xing Zhen sighed: "Why is there a war, how many people have been displaced. ”

"Isn't there a way to get them to stop?

The four spoke almost at the same time: "Impossible,." ”

Liang Su explained, "Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and there are wars between countries with interests. ”

He was at a loss, and the punishment was really understandable. But he still didn't believe that he had to fight to solve it, and set his sights on the two little monks and Jin Yushu.

Jin Yushu naturally had the same meaning as his son-in-law, and nodded to indicate that what Liang Su said was right.

The two little monks were silent for a moment, and then said slowly: "The criminal donor doesn't know, and the period of time we left was to go to other countries to persuade to stop the war. ”

"There is not only a war between the Great Liang Kingdom and the Great Yi Country here, but also many other countries. ”

"It is impossible to persuade them to cease war, and the king will always choose the latter in the face of peace and interests. ”

Xing Zhen took a sip of wine, the wine was strong and spicy, with a fragrant aftertaste, and exclaimed, "What kind of wine is this?"

Liang Su replied: "Da Liang's red beam wine, if the young man likes it, he will send someone to send a few jars in a while." ”

Xing Zhen hurriedly excused himself: "Eat and drink yours, how embarrassed to take it." ”

Liang Su was extremely bold, and waved his hand: "Don't get in the way, I like to make friends in the rivers and lakes." Today, he has a wine relationship, and he will have a useful place in the future, and I hope that the criminal son can mention a thing or two. ”

Afraid that Xingzhen would misunderstand, Liang Su continued: "Don't be afraid, I can't use wine as a coercion in exchange for returns. ”

"It's just that one day I'm down, and the criminal son is developed, just enjoy a few pots of wine. ”

Xing Zhen smiled: "Thank you for your generosity." ”

Then he got back to business: "Is there no other way to stop fighting?"