Chapter Thirty-Four: The Black-Clad Vetar

Tie Xinyuan looked up at the pure and immaculate sky and said astringently: "You finally didn't make it to the four empty, and you still know to come back at this time." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Sakya's hands were hidden in his robe, and he trembled slightly, but his face was sad or joyless, and he opened his mouth and said: "The floating clouds travel erratically, and the Buddha doesn't like the old monk to wander around and sent me back to the land of Hami." ”

Tie Xinyuan gently patted the Bodhi tree and laughed miserably: "Gunpowder, the crossbow arrows are not used up, you don't plan to come back, do you?" ”

Sakya said with a smile: "The old monk self-destructed his cultivation and turned into a black-clothed Vajra, just for the prosperity of my Buddha country. ”

Tie Xinyuan laughed and said, "I have created boundless debts, how can a mere tongue-pulling hell accommodate a traitor like me?"

I've always felt that the nineteenth part of hell is for you and me. ”

Sakya was not dissatisfied, and sat cross-legged under the Bodhi tree with a solemn appearance, but his words did not mean half of compassion.

"The king used to say, "The husband can't eat five tripods, just cook five tripods", how can he regret it now? ”

Tie Xinyuan explained seriously: "I only said that I will be a Wuding food in this life, and I have never said anything depressing about Wuding cooking." ”

Saga smiled: "It's not a matter of heaven to drink and peck, the king takes it for granted." ”

"I heard that there was a thunderstorm on the plateau, but no rain fell, and there were golden snakes dancing and killing people in the scorching sun, thinking that they were all from the hands of the living Buddha."

Sakya said with a smile: "For hundreds of years, the bowls made by the skulls of my disciples have spread all over southern Tibet, and the sound of the drums I teach my disciples to make skins is enough to cover all the Buddha's sounds in the world.

"The old monk still can't see through it, isn't it good to cut meat and feed eagles to warn the world? Why do you think of revenge? ”

Zega smiled dumbly, and no longer debated with Tie Xinyuan, a person who was bent on raising the bar came to him, and the truth was evil.

"How do you know I'm back?"

"Rinpoh Guru has become a living Buddha, how could I not know? What's more, the jade magic cards of the Great Lei Yin Temple have been sent to my table, who else can make jade magic cards for Master Compal besides you? ”

Sakya smiled like a naughty child, pointed to Tie Xinyuan, and said happily, "The old monk knows what you will find. ”

Tie Xinyuan said depressedly: "It stands to reason that our relationship is very close, there is no need to guess like this, imagine two fools."

What is circulating in Qingxiang City now, first there is thunder and then there is such a boring topic as Hami Kingdom.

I didn't correct it, since there is no harm to everyone, it is better to give the people this feeling, the Hami country was established for a short time, and after all, it needs a little history and legends. ”

Sakya smiled and leaned back, very out of line with the appearance of the monk, until a small novice brought butter tea, and he regained his solemn appearance.

Tie Xinyuan never drank butter tea, so he fed the butter tea to the jujube red horse, and a little butter tea was not enough for the jujube red horse to drink, so he asked Xiao Shami to get a bucket.

The little novice seemed to be pampered, with tears in his eyes full of grievances, and he felt that he should serve the living Buddha and guests, and should not serve a horse.

After not receiving the support of the living Buddha, the little novice had to choke and get a bucket of half-warm butter tea for the jujube red horse.

"I've seen this kid, it seems to be your reincarnated spirit child? Still now? ”

Sakya nodded and said, "When I die, he is the Living Buddha of Sakya." ”

Seeing that Sakya didn't seem to want to talk about this issue, Tie Xinyuan stretched out his curled legs and said nonchalantly: "The Khitan soldiers are divided into two ways to attack my Hami, what do you think?" ”

"The king Zhizhu is in his hands, why bother asking the old monk.

The old monk walks the world, and the Hami country is the richest country the old monk has ever seen, and it is also the most united country, and it is also the country with the most terrifying weapons. ”

"Da Lei Yin Temple is my Hami jungle, and you, the former host, should also be my Hami national.

At this time, everyone should work together to do addition, but your Da Lei Yin Temple is doing subtraction, and it may not be appropriate for four hundred and seventy-four strong warrior monks to leave Hami at this time, right? ”

Sakya smiled: "The old monk thinks that the departure of the warrior monk from Hami is the greatest support for the Hami Kingdom. ”

Tie Xinyuan was silent for a moment and nodded: "That's right, there are no foreign enemies in the Great Lei Yin Temple, and the number of warrior monks will be controlled at 100 in the future, what does the Living Buddha think?" ”

Zega nodded and said, "Ninety-nine, after all, this place is too close to the Hami Palace, and it is almost connected. ”

"You believe me so much?"

"It's not that I believe in you, it's the things you've done over the years that make me have to believe that you have always maintained good intentions towards the Great Lei Yin Temple."

"Yes, there is a treasure full of gold, silver and jewels around me, but I don't feel tempted, and I don't reach for it, I also think I'm amazing."

Sakya snorted and said, "I am afraid that the only temple that can take the initiative to send the warrior monks in the temple to help the suzerain king burn down the grain depot of the enemy country is the Great Lei Yin Temple, right?" ”

Tie Xinyuan gritted his teeth and said, "Twenty thousand catties of gunpowder...... 100,000 catties of fierce fire oil, 100,000 iron wolf's tooth arrows, six individual eight-ox crossbows, one hundred and twenty crossbow guns, and one thousand gunpowder bullets, these weapons are enough to destroy a medium Western Regions country......"

"These gunpowders will not explode in Hami, the fierce fire oil will not ignite in Hami, and the crossbow arrows will not hurt the Hami people, why should the king worry?"

"I'm a little guilty......"

"What qualifications does a butcher who has just slaughtered two thousand tribes have to accuse the old man of indiscriminately killing innocents?"

Tie Xinyuan stood up and said angrily: "It was they who betrayed me before!" ”

Saga laughed and said, "How did the old man hear that it was unwarranted? ”

Tie Xinyuan said with a dark face: "There are three million people in Hami Country, I don't dare to bet!" ”

"Fear of three million people and the loss of three thousand lives? That's what the robbers say, but that's what the old man usually does. ”

After hearing Zaga's explanatory words, Tie Xinyuan sat down again and sighed, "I have finally become the kind of person I ever hated the most. ”

"A lot of times it's not that you want to do it, it's that reality forces you to do it, and even though the reason sounds good, but ah, you always have to make a choice, and as long as it's a choice, it's always painful and cruel.

It's your business to be at ease, and things have to be done.

Do you want Lao Qu to help you calm down and recite the Heart Sutra again? ”

Tie Xinyuan glanced at Sakya and said, "Do you have to recite the sutra every time you blow the enemy to pieces?" ”

Sakya shook his head and said, "The old monk has no love, no anger, no fear, no fear. ”

Hearing these words, Tie Xinyuan was about to vomit, and the two bad guys huddled together to keep warm was very disgusting.

Now that the matter has been discussed and the account that should be explained has been explained, he wants to leave, but the bucket of butter tea that Xiao Shami made for Zao Hongma has not come until now.

The most powerful thing for the wicked is their hearts, and without a big heart, they can't do those things that anger and resentment people.

And the last thing the wicked like is to huddle together for warmth, God knows if his wicked friend will take advantage of the hug to stab you.

The wicked are like lone wolves, it is best to keep a certain distance from each other, otherwise, the killing of each other will be staged in minutes.

Zakya had actually gone mad, he had been driven crazy by the spirits of his departed companions in the Great Leiyin Temple.

With the last shred of wisdom, he knew that he was no longer suitable to lead the monks, so he chose to fake his death, let the honor of a generation of monks die, and then, as he said, incarnate the black-clothed Veda to take revenge on those who had hurt them for thousands of years......

Tie Xinyuan shuddered at the sight of a moral monk throwing bombs into the crowd, he was very worried about the attack of Zachar's madness, thinking that he was also an enemy, and he pulled the gunpowder bullet in his arms in a fit of emotion......

Raising his hand and pulling the only ear of the jujube red horse, Tie Xinyuan left the Great Lei Yin Temple, the jujube red horse glanced at the closed wooden door with some resentment, shook off Tie Xinyuan's palm irritably, and walked forward briskly by himself, causing Tie Xinyuan to trot to keep up.

It was half dark, the giant bell in the Great Thunder Yin Temple rang loudly, the melodious bell spread all over the four fields, and the wild birds that had just settled down flew up from the woods in panic again, hovering for a long time.

I don't know what kind of wisdom light was triggered by the conversation between Wang Anshi and the Living Buddha of Renbao, so that Da Lei Yin Temple wanted to use the bell to tell heaven and earth, and a beautiful thought or good story was born in the world.

Tie Xinyuan panted and caught up with the jujube red horse, and it took a lot of effort to climb the back of the reluctant jujube red horse.

Before he sat down, this guy galloped wildly, Tie Xinyuan had to hug the neck of the jujube red horse, after this guy galloped, if he fell off the horse, he would become crippled if he was not killed.

The horse's tail was straightened by the wind, and the horse's tail at the back of Tie Xinyuan's head was also straightened by the wind, and he kept promising to get him two barrels of butter tea in the ear of the jujube red horse, hoping that he would stop.

It turned out that Zao Hongma was still very willing to accept Tie Xinyuan's bribe, but in view of his bad credit in the past, Zao Hongma stopped at the gate of the courtyard where the Khotanese royal family lived, hoping that Tie Xinyuan could get butter tea from here.

Tie Xinyuan cleaned up the tears and saliva that had just been blown out by the wind outside the door, pushed open the wooden door, and walked in.

As long as she was not in the palace, she would have stayed here, and she sat in the courtyard and squeaked a spinning wheel.

Seeing that the white wool turned into wool, the process was as beautiful as a dance, and when he saw Tie Xinyuan coming in, he smiled sweetly: "Why are you here?" ”

Tie Xinyuan was stumbled by the jujube red horse with his head, and took two quick steps forward and said, "Hurry up and get this guy a bucket of butter tea with salt." ”

Wei Chi laughed loudly, sometimes Tie Xinyuan and Zao Hongma really couldn't tell who was the master and who was the servant.

"What butter tea does a horse drink?"

"This is a bad habit he has developed recently, don't ask again, hurry up and make butter tea is serious."