Time flies like a stream, and the Enlightened Monk has been here for several days.

The fat monk is really born to be self-cooked, he has no half of the restraint in the private school, he simply regards himself as the master.

"Master Xu, if we don't eat a duck tonight, we won't waste this snow-white scene."

"Master Xu, I think this private school needs to be repaired, and it's not good to let the little monk sleep on the long table in the private school every day!"

"I haven't tasted wine for a few days, Xu Shizhu ......"

During this period of time, the voice of the fat monk has been buzzing in Xu Muchuan's ears and lingering.

Xu Muchuan was fortunate to have a passable temperament, otherwise he would have been angry with the fat monk a long time ago.

Especially when the fat monk really stayed here, Xu Muchuan promised some silver money as sesame oil money to let the fat monk leave. But no matter how Xu Muchuan rushed and admonished, the fat monk was like a rock and did not move.

Xu Muchuan wanted to cry without tears, and could only sigh and say to the fat monk: "Master, I am just a teacher, and I am a failed teacher. Can you leave, I really can't afford to raise you. ”

"The Buddha said: Everything has cause and effect. It's not that the little monk is unwilling to leave, but the time has not yet come. If the little monk leaves, something bad will happen. "The fat monk folded his hands and chanted 'Amitabha'.

Jun Luoyan on the side of the "......" saw this scene, and he smiled bitterly.

I don't know what the reason is this year, but the heavy snow has been falling, and there has not been a day of gradual stopping.

Maybe it's a good year, maybe it's God's mercy......

No one knows why this year's snow is so big, and no one knows why this year's snow is so long.

Some people speculate that it was because of the death of Ximenxiong, the king of Zhenyuan, that the heavens felt compassion, so the snow was so long.

In the private school, Xu Muchuan looked at the white snow and said to himself with some emotion: "Old man, are you still doing well in heaven?" I really thank you. ”

"Boom la la ......"

Xu Muchuan spilled a pot of wine in his hand on the snow piled up.

Fine wine is easy to get drunk and full of aroma. The aroma of sake lingers throughout the private school, and it cannot be dispersed for a long time.

"Tyrannical creatures! Lord Xu, you are wasting wine like this, this is a waste of food in disguise! You will be in retribution. ”

When the fat monk saw Xu Muchuan's actions on the side, he immediately stumbled over, and his voice was mixed with a thick sense of reluctance.

It just so happened that Yun Changqing was also in the private school today, and he frowned slightly and asked, "Teacher, where are you?" ”

"Paying tribute to an old man, an old man worthy of the respect of all people." Xu Muchuan said after pondering for a moment, the sadness seemed to fall slowly with the snow.

"The deceased?" Yun Changqing and Jun Luoyan murmured in a puzzled voice.

The fat monk had already rushed to Xu Muchuan at this time, and he said with a sad face: "The little monk begged Xu Shi many times to get a pot of wine, but today Xu Shi you are so wasteful, it really makes the little monk's heart ache!" ”

"Master of Enlightenment." For the first time in history, Xu Muchuan called the fat monk like this.

Xu Muchuan's serious and solemn appearance really made the fat monk tremble, and he didn't know why. Therefore, the fat monk put away his sad expression and asked seriously, "Master Xu, what do you want to say?" ”

"You said that people, do you really have an afterlife?" Xu Muchuan turned his head to look at the enlightened monk and said softly.

The enlightened monk put his hands on his chest, squinted his eyes and said solemnly: "The Buddha said: Life is suffering, cultivate in this life and cultivate in the next life. ”

"Yes! Let's hope so! Xu Muchuan opened his lips slightly and muttered.

And Yun Changqing saw that Xu Muchuan rarely had such a solemn expression, and he muttered in confusion what Xu Muchuan replied to him just now: "A person who is admired by all the people...... All the people look up to ...... Couldn't be! ”

"Teacher, are you talking about...... Abyss King? The glimmer in Yun Changqing's eyes flashed, and he guessed the person Xu Muchuan was talking about.

Xu Muchuan gently exhaled a breath of hot air and replied, "Yes! No one can erase his exploits. He deserves to be loved by all the people of the Northern Abyss Kingdom. ”

After such a long time, Xu Muchuan was familiar with it, and naturally knew what Zhenyuan King Ximen Xiong had done, and also knew what Zhenyuan King had made to the entire Beiyuan Kingdom.

Until now, Xu Muchuan remembered the scene when he met Ximen Xiong in the prison. Every time he thinks of this, Xu Muchuan feels sad and helpless, and more because the old man Ximenxiong is not worthy.

A generation of world-famous warriors has made great achievements, and after becoming famous, they can't even keep their families. What's more, after he was put in prison for more than ten years, he only had two steamed buns a day to satisfy his hunger.

Ridiculous! The former number one general in the world did not die on the battlefield, but was forced to die by his own people because of lack of qi and blood.........

"Is it really worth it? I don't understand. Before it was late at night, Xu Muchuan asked silently in his heart.

Jun Luoyan opened and closed his mouth and didn't know how to speak, because in his heart, Ximen Xiong of Zhenyuan Country was the former patron saint of Beiyuan Kingdom, and most of the entire Beiyuan was supported by him.

No matter how good the merit is, what is the use, but in the end, he was imprisoned for more than ten years. As a prince, Jun Luoyan naturally knows some of the unknown things.

"King of the Abyss." The eyes of the enlightened monk also shrank slightly, and there was no disrespect at all.

Xu Muchuan walked on the snow, and there were more snow-white footprints in the yard.

"Teacher, did you say that King Zhenyuan really made a big mistake and was sent to the heavenly prison?" Yun Changqing's eyes revealed a hint of respect, and he wanted to know what kind of person the Zhenyuan King of the famous Kyushu was.

"Does wrong and right matter? The important thing is that the person is no longer there, and it is useless to talk about it. There is an account of what is right and wrong in everyone's heart. The corners of Xu Muchuan's mouth twitched into a smile.

The scene fell silent in an instant, except for the heavy breathing of the crowd.

"Sir, what do you think you should do as a king?" When Jun Luoyan said this, his breathing increased significantly.

Jun Luoyan knew that Xu Muchuan's writing and inscription poems were very powerful, but he had never seen Xu Muchuan talk about the way of governing the people and the way of kings.

For these things, it is what Jun Luoyan is really interested in and must learn. Jun Luoyan really wanted to see how much Xu Muchuan understood and whether he could really live up to his ...... Teacher.

Sir, these two words can be said to be just a kind of title, and they should not be taken seriously. Because as long as you teach tuition, you can learn something from any private school teacher.

When I think I have done a good job, I don't have to pay the tuition. Then you are no longer a student of that private school, and naturally you don't need to be honored by the gentleman of the private school.

However, most of the time, many readers still think of some teacher-student feelings, and when teachers and students meet again, they will be a little more respectful, but they are also tightly respectful, and there is nothing else.

As for the teacher, it's different, because the "Heaven and Earth Monarch Teacher" is not a joke, a teacher for one day and a teacher for life.

"The king is the boat, and the people are the water. Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize a boat. Fall, do you understand? Xu Muchuan stopped his pace, slowly turned around and said.