The little monk's name is Wang Huan, in the world hundreds of years later, he is also called Wang Huan, but not a monk, but a senior student of Zhengpai Mining University, is in the stage of graduation internship, has entered a giant mining company as an intern brother, with a solid theoretical foundation and reliable field operation experience, has gained a firm foothold in the company, very much appreciated by the boss, the company's vice president of personnel has talked to him, ready to officially sign a contract after he graduates.

With most of the students who are still at a loss and don't know what the job is after graduation, Wang Huan is a very successful leader, promoted and raised, married Bai Fumei, and walked to the pinnacle of life seems to be a matter of course, because of this, a group of college classmates came together to celebrate the signing of the contract for him, Wang Huan is also a bold person, and he was unconscious when he drank at the food stall, and when he woke up, he found that he had actually crossed.

It's nothing to cross, maybe with what he has learned, he can dig a gold mine in ancient times and be a Shen Wansan for a lifetime, enjoying the wealth of the world. But unfortunately, Wang Huan just traveled to the last years of the Ming Dynasty, the era of war and chaos, and he died well, and he was attached to a helpless and lonely young man.

When he finally found out, it was April of the first year of Hongguang in the Ming Dynasty, and when he was in the city of Yangzhou, he almost didn't pass out, because Wang Huan, who had excellent historical achievements, knew that the era he had traveled from was the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, when Shi Kefa was martyred in Yangzhou. Outside the city, the army of Duoduo, the prince of Manchu Yu of the Qing Dynasty, pressed the border, surrounded the lonely city of Yangzhou so that the rats could not escape, and the tragic Yangzhou ten-day massacre was about to happen.

After struggling alone in the corner of the wall to recover, Wang Huan settled down, first faced up to the current body of the deity's life experience, and found that this young man was born in a poor peasant family, his parents and family died in the war at the end of the Ming Dynasty, and he fled into Yangzhou City to beg for a living. Wang Huan tried hard to recall, and vaguely remembered that it was recorded in a history book that the Qing soldiers did not kill the monk in order to carry the corpse for someone, so in order to save their lives, they resolutely rushed to a temple, hugged the abbot's thigh and cried, and firmly wanted to shave off the three thousand troubles, and insisted on serving the ancient Buddha with the green light, and the old abbot was so moved that he accepted this little novice on the spot.

Before he had time to give him a legal name, the next day Yangzhou City was broken, like a wolf and a tiger of the Qing soldiers rushed into the city, without any suspense began to burn and loot, and Wang Huan expected a little different, the Qing soldiers did not care about the solemnity of the temple, the same into their own hiding temple, the abbot who wanted to reason with them was cut down, the temple of value was searched clean, even the statue of the golden body on the hall of the great majesty was moved.

The monks in the temple died and fled, and the remaining dozen or so small novices of the same size as themselves were locked up in the firewood room in the temple by the Qing soldiers as corpse porters, because there were too many dead corpses in the city, and if they were not cleaned up and removed in time, it was easy to break out of the plague, which the Qing soldiers did not want to see.

For several days, witnessing the killing scenes like Shura's hell every day, Wang Huan's worldview has collapsed, how can people be so cruel? Although there are different races, the soldiers in the city have basically escaped, and the rest are just ordinary people, unarmed and without the power to resist, how can there be such an army, which takes pleasure in killing people in pure pieces? Although he also knew that in the world hundreds of years ago, the concept of nation was still as opposed as the country, but the opposition to this point was something he never expected.

His heart was completely hopeless, in such a world, he was as small as a small grass, even if he had a full chest and enough to learn to revitalize the country, but it was useless, and he could fully imagine his future fate, that is, to be taken into slavery by some Manchurian nobleman, to work miserably in the fields all his life, and finally to die without dignity.

"Your sister, I may be the saddest one in the history of time-traveling!" Wang Huan thought like this, looked at the long knife that was about to split himself in half, and muttered to himself sadly.

Let's be liberated like this, I don't belong to this world, and I can't change this world, it's better to die, it's best to die, and it's a hundred to die!

The strong wind brought by the blade had already cut into his skin, but Wang Huan still looked at the yellow-faced soldier and the knife in his hand without blinking, and even the corners of his mouth brought a little smile.

This smile made the yellow-faced soldier furious in his heart, and also made him even more annoyed: "I've seen someone who is not afraid of death, but it's the first one who dares to laugh at Lao Tzu like this, this little monk can't keep him, he must be hacked to death!" ”

Seeing that Wang Huan was about to be splashed with blood on the spot, the little monks who were shrinking behind had changed from screaming to screaming, and the two little monks, one tall and one short, had even jumped out in a hurry, wanting to drag Wang Huan away.

At the last moment, a big hand suddenly stretched out behind the yellow-faced soldier, firmly supporting the yellow-faced soldier's arm, stopping his downward slashing knife, the yellow-faced soldier used a knife cut with all his strength, was suddenly restrained halfway, almost broke his wrist, and hurriedly threw the knife, only to avoid the end of the dislocated wrist.

The steel knife that flew out grazed Wang Huan's ears and flew out, "Smack!" With a crisp sound, it was inserted into a section of earthen wall a few feet away, and it was not half cut in, and the handle of the knife was still "buzzing" and trembling.

Wang Huan was unconscious, still stunned on the spot, without any reaction, until two small monks, one tall and one short, pounced on him behind him and forcibly dragged him away.

The taller little monk had thick eyebrows and thick eyes, and when he saw Wang Huan's stupid eyes, he knew that he had gone away at the moment of life and death, and his nerves were stupid, so he stretched out his hand to "snap" two big-eared scrapers and directly slapped him over.

Wang Huan opened his eyes in ignorance, and it took a while to understand what was going on, touched his face that was almost beaten with blood, and said to the tall little monk with a wry smile: "Chen Ergou, it's so dark for you to start." ”

The tall little monk didn't think so, and smiled innocently, but the short monk said happily: "The second dog is saving you, you were scared stupid just now, and he slapped you back with two slaps." ”

Wang Huan's smile became even more bitter, and he said in his heart: What are you doing to save me? What is the meaning of my life in this world? But then again, who is so bold as to dare to save me under the sword of the Qing soldiers?

He struggled to his feet and hurriedly looked over to the yellow-faced soldier.

The yellow-faced soldier stood in place, the expression on his face was even more resentful, gloomy and terrifying, he rubbed his wrist with his left hand, stared at a pair of goldfish eyes and yelled viciously at a burly man who was also wearing Qing soldier clothes: "Li Laosan, what the do you mean? ”

The burly man is at least 1.85 meters tall, with broad ears, a puffy beard connected from the root of the left ear to the root of the right ear, a high nose and a big mouth, thick eyebrows, a pair of eyes the size of a copper bell, deep lines on the forehead, weathered, showing the demeanor of a veteran on the battlefield. He put his right hand behind him, his face was expressionless, and he didn't speak, it seemed that he had just stopped the yellow-faced soldier. He didn't speak, but another Qing soldier flashed out behind him, stopped in front of the yellow-faced soldier, and shouted in a deep voice: "Tian Xiong, don't be rude!" How dare you roar at the generals! ”

This person is tall, not much shorter than the burly man, but much younger, the same high nose bridge and big eyes, tiger eyes and might, standing there is imposing, and the murderous aura is coming, the yellow-faced soldier Ding Tianxiong seems to be a little afraid of him, and involuntarily takes a step back, his face is timid, and then he remembers something, "hahaha" laughed a few times, and said gloomily: "General? Li Yan, are you still Li Laosan a general officer? Maybe you're his personal soldier, you can treat him as your father, but don't do this with Lao Tzu! Liu Zongbing has already taken us to the Qing Dynasty, we are Qing soldiers, everyone is a soldier, who the cares about the official position of the Ming Dynasty? ”

The more he spoke, the more proud he became, and he stretched out his hand and pointed at Li Yan's nose and scolded: "You still dare to use the official position of the Ming Dynasty to suppress me, are you still thinking of the benefits of the Ming Dynasty, and refuse to sincerely join the Qing Dynasty, and play that trick of being in Cao Ying's heart and being in Han?" Believe it or not, Lao Tzu reported that he was really an adult, and cut off the heads of the two of you! ”

Li Yan had a handsome face, young and vigorous, he was provoked by Tian Xiong, his forehead was bruised, his eyes were almost about to erupt with fire, staring at Tian Xiong with anger, his right hand put on the handle of the knife, and he was about to draw the knife immediately.

Tian Xiong said it so badly that he really saw that Li Yan was going to cut him, but he was scared in his heart, and he took a few steps back and exclaimed, "What? You, you're going to rebel? ”

Li Yan took a step forward, and as soon as he pulled out the knife an inch, he was stopped by the burly man Li Laosan.

Li Laosan pushed Li Yan's handle back into the sheath and said in a low voice: "Don't make a mistake, calm down!" ”

Li Yan swept around and saw that several soldiers who were escorting this group of little monks had already dispersed, raising the spear in his hand, and surrounded the two of them intentionally or unintentionally. snorted coldly and said, "My lord, I haven't taken these chickens and dogs in my eyes yet!" ”

Li Laosan sighed and said: "You and I have already surrendered, so you don't have to fight bravely here, remember my words, a good head, you must use it at the right time, don't lose your life in vain, especially with such a villain." ”

After speaking, Li Laosan stepped forward and said coldly to Tian Xiong, who was glaring at him: "Tian Xiong, since we all followed General Liu to return to the Qing Dynasty at the same time, and we are also colleagues in two lifetimes, how can we do things with twisted minds?" You just talked nonsense and framed me, aren't you afraid that I will report it to General Liu? When the time comes, see which of us will lose our heads first! ”

Tian Xiong was stunned, and understood in his heart that in terms of the relationship with Liu Liangzuo, the chief military officer, he couldn't catch up with the master in front of him, and Liu Zongbing was a red man in front of the Manchu nobles, although he was a guerrilla, and Li Laosan was willing to be an ordinary soldier because he didn't want to lead the troops, but if he really made trouble, he was afraid that he would suffer.

Thinking of this, Tian Xiong was angry, and just hissed to himself: "Then why did you stop me just now?" ”

Li Laosan took another step closer, and said with a cold look in his eyes: "Why? Have you broken these monks and asked us to carry the corpses ourselves? ”

Several soldiers around looked at each other, and they all felt that Li Laosan was reasonable, plus these people were all Han soldiers, Li Laosan's prestige was still there, and he unconsciously put down the spear in his hand, which made Tian Xiong even more speechless, so he had to hold his breath in his heart, and yelled at a bunch of little monks: "What the are you doing shrinking up?" Hurry up and move the corpse, wait for Lao Tzu's knife to come and catch up? ”