The team that couldn't see the end at a glance slowly drove out of Liu Liangzuo's camp, and after walking for half an hour, the forward had already walked out for five miles, and the last tail had just come out of the gate.

The cavalry of the Eight Banners kept shuttling in the middle of the team, waving a horsewhip and shouting loudly, and when they saw that they were walking slowly and dragging slowly, they immediately smashed them with a horsewhip, and they were ruthless, regardless of whether the person being beaten was a woman or an old man.

The ranks are all the families and children of the Ming Dynasty, almost no young and strong, women and children account for the majority, the rest are some old people, the carriage and ox cart are only rich families, most of the people walk on their legs, the speed of the team can not be fast at all, the whips of the cavalry are about to be broken, except in exchange for wailing and crying all over the mountains, it is useless to speed up the march of the team.

Tu Hai rode on a horse, walked in the middle of the ranks, and had to march slowly, such a march was very boring, so that the Manchu soldiers who were used to riding their horses were very unaccustomed.

"Damn, walking so slowly, and getting a bunch of monks to chant some scriptures there!" Tu Hai frowned and looked at the ox cart team not far in front of him, and said to Su Le dissatisfied: "Go and see, what are those soldiers doing?" ”

Su Le followed him, raised his eyes, and sure enough, he saw that in Li Tingyu's coolie procession, there were more than a dozen bald monks sitting on the ox cart, knocking on the wooden fish and chanting scriptures in unison, although the voice was not easy to stand out in the noise of tens of thousands of people, but Tu Hai, who was closely behind, could just hear it.

Sule agreed, shook the reins, and rode up.

At this time, Wang Huan sat on the edge of the ox cart, leaning on the big wooden box behind him, dangling under his two feet, very leisurely, he held a carved pitted log in his hand, struck it with a short wooden stick, and followed the little novices around him, reading the scriptures that he didn't know what they were, humming and chirping, as interesting as singing a big opera.

Anyway, everyone won't listen carefully, just fool around.

The monks recited a scripture, sat and rested, bragged and chatted, looked at the sky and watched the scenery, sat on the ox cart and did not feel tired, this way, actually felt as comfortable as an outing, except for the Qing cavalry running around on the road some bad scenery, Wang Huan felt that there was no difference with the group travel in later generations.

Just when Wang Huan wanted to sing a little song to cultivate his emotions, he heard the sound of horses' hooves behind him, and a white horse carrying an ironclad Qing soldier rushed up.

Wang Huan thought that this was a cavalry wandering on both sides of the team like other Qing soldiers, and quickly knocked on the wooden fish in a pretended manner, wanting to wait for him to leave before singing, but the sound of the horse's hooves slowed down, and the Qing soldiers slowed down beside him and walked side by side with the ox cart.

Wang Huan's heart tightened, and when he raised his eyes, he happened to be intertwined with the Qing soldier's eye-to-eye gaze.

Su Le was covered in iron armor, and his leather helmet mask wrapped his face tightly, only a pair of eyes were exposed, like eagle eyes, full of murderous aura, Wang Huan looked upside down, and quickly turned his gaze to look away.

Su Le stared at the monks sitting in the ox cart for a while, wondering all beings in his heart, and whipped the horsewhip in his hand on the car body, "Smack! The explosion shocked the little monks to stop their mouths together, and they were so timid that they almost fell off the car.

"Phew! What are you monks doing here? Sule shouted.

Li Tingyu has always led the soldiers to share weal and woe with his soldiers, at this time, walking with the soldiers pushing the cart in the back, there is a distance from the ox convoy, and the situation here cannot be seen, and only Li Yan is following Wang Huan.

Li Yan was sitting on an ox cart in front of him, when he heard the sound, he turned his head to look at it, and was shocked, he couldn't tell why this Qing soldier suddenly found trouble with the little monk, so he hurriedly jumped out of the car and rushed over, and replied with a smile on his face: "My lord, this group of monks was sent by General Liu Bing." ”

"Sent by Lord Liu?" Souler was even more strange: "What are you sending here for?" ”

Li Yan explained: "Because there are many fallen soldiers in our army, and the bones cannot be brought back, Lord Liu is merciful, in order to save the dead soldiers from being lonely ghosts, he specially found this group of monks to follow the army to do things, summon souls for them, and enter the reincarnation early, which is also a kindness." ”

Su Le listened and nodded slightly, the Manchu Qing also believed in Buddhism, and knew some about the reincarnation of cause and effect, and even in the army, sometimes they would find monks to divinate and see the good fortune of the war.

He rolled his eyes again, but his brow did not stretch, and he asked, "Why are they all children?" ”

Cold sweat came out of Li Yan's forehead, and he hurriedly explained: "My lord, these years, the older monks have already run away, and these little monks were found by General Liu with great difficulty." ”

"Is it really a little monk?" Su Le's eyes swirled over the group of young monks, obviously confused.

The little monks lowered their heads, not daring to look at them, their hearts were so nervous that some of them were timid, and even their bodies began to tremble.

When Su Le saw it, he was even more suspicious in his heart, and sneered: "I think the monk is fake, and it is true that you harbored the fugitive!" ”

Wang Huan's heart was upset, and he secretly shouted that it was bad, this time it was troublesome. He knew that in the early Qing Dynasty, all prisoners of war who were captured in the war or civilians who were plundered would be assigned to various banners and households by the Manchu nobles, and the Manchus would be slaves, and they would never be able to turn over. The Qing government enacted a very heavy law on those who fled, and they were punished with death if they were caught, and even those who protected and hid were guilty of the same crime, which was the crime of harboring fugitives.

The crime of harboring fugitives was a high-voltage line in the early Qing Dynasty, no matter who violated this article, it was inevitable that they would be guilty of capital crimes, and even the famous Jingnan King Geng Jingzhong and Pingnan King Shang Kexi were scared half to death when they learned that they had been convicted of such a crime, and Geng Jingzhong even committed suicide directly under fear.

So when Su Le said such a sentence coldly, everyone present broke out in a cold sweat and immediately knelt down.

Li Yan argued hoarsely: "My lord, these monks are indeed found from the temple, not fugitives, harboring fugitives is a capital crime, we have already joined the command of the Qing Dynasty, how could we do such a wrong thing!" ”

Su Le snorted coldly, the horse whip was raised, the long whip tip rolled like a spirit snake, and exploded a whip flower in the air, Wang Huan only felt that a black shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and with a pain in his hand, the nondescript carved wooden fish arrived in Su Le's hand.

Su Le picked up the wooden fish and looked at it, sneered and threw it in front of Li Yan, and said, "Is there a wooden fish like this?" Would a real monk use this kind of fake? ”

Li Yan bowed his head and knelt on the ground, saw the wooden fish, couldn't cry or laugh in his heart, the sweat on his forehead was all over his head, and he secretly screamed: "It's over, it's over, how can this be explained?" ”

Su Le no longer paid attention to Li Yan and hung the whip on the saddle, "Zheng! With a long groan, the sharp blade on his waist came out of the sheath, and he shouted: "Don't pretend to be a ghost here, say!" Who the hell are you? Where did you get out of it? ”

The white long knife was extremely dazzling in the sunlight, imprinted in the eyes of people, as terrible as death, Li Yanxin was horizontal, he was told by Li Tingyu to ensure Wang Huan's safety, at this time, there was only a broken kettle and a boat. Li Yan's arms were secretly concentrated, and he was thinking in his heart that if he pounced on it with all his strength, he would be sure that he would hit and pounce on this ironclad cavalryman from his horse.

Just as he was about to go, he heard an unhurried voice sounding beside him: "The general is mistaken, we are really the monks of Tiangong Temple in Yangzhou City, not escapes." ”

Li Yan looked up in amazement, and saw a thin and tall little monk standing in front of Su Lema, standing naturally, the long knife was fixed on the tip of his nose, but he didn't seem to feel it, his eyes looked at the fierce god on the horse, his eyes were indifferent, and he was not afraid.

"Wang Huan!" Li Yan shouted in a low voice.

When Su Le heard it, he turned his face abruptly: "What are you talking about?" ”

Li Yan was dumbfounded, bowed his head and did not dare to speak.

Wang Huan clasped his hands together and said respectfully: "That general is calling the little monk's Dharma name, Wu Huan." ”

"No joy? And such a legal name? Sule asked, frowning.

"The Buddha said, the four immeasurables. When the little monk enters the temple, he is a wordless generation, so the law name is not happy. Wang Huan still didn't squint, and looked at Su Le and replied flatly.

Su Le looked Wang Huan up and down, concentrating his gaze on his face, his eyes flashed fiercely, as if he was going to kill this little monk alive with his gaze, and Wang Huan was not afraid, just stood in place like that, raised his head and clasped his palms, and waited calmly.

If the little monks behind Wang Huan look up, they will find that the monk's robe behind him has been soaked with sweat and clinging to his body, and Wang Huan's heart is even more nervous, as long as the long knife in front of him goes a little further, his career will come to an end, and his life will always stay at the age of seventeen.

But if he doesn't stand up, the end of his life may be earlier, and this Qing soldier is already doubting that he is not a serious monk, and if he doesn't dispel his doubts, this matter will not end well. To convince him that he is a true monk, there is no other way than to stand up and prove himself.

Facts have proved that in the face of life and death, some people's courage can suddenly become bigger. Wang Huan was also heartbroken, anxious and wise, so he walked out and made Li Yan's mistake of losing his words.

Sule's eyes flashed, obviously hesitating in his heart, not knowing whether to believe it or not, the two of them just looked at each other for a long time.

"If the general doesn't believe it, please listen to the little monk recite a scripture." Wang Huan said suddenly.

As soon as these words came out, Li Yan and the monks were shocked, others didn't know, they knew very well, none of these people present stayed in the temple for more than a month, most of them were illiterate, those scriptures were cumbersome and heavy, how could they be memorized in such a short time, Wang Huan entered the temple for a shorter time, and there were no scriptures here, how could he read them?

Su Le listened, but felt that it made some sense, after all, this is also a way of proof, so he nodded: "Okay, if you read it, if you can't pronounce it, or if you pronounce it wrongly, I will cut off your head!" ”

Wang Huan smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, general, and listen to my recitation." ”

Turning around, he waved his sleeves and said loudly: "Please ring the magic weapon of the senior brothers!" ”

The monks looked at each other, not knowing what to do, Chen Ergou and Xu Goudan gritted their teeth and took the lead in beating the wooden fish, and the other little monks woke up like a dream, and hurriedly picked up the round and square wooden fish rosary in their hands, and beat them together.

Wang Huan's eyes were slightly closed, his head was slightly lowered, and he listened to the sound of the wooden fish, his mouth opened, and a string of Sanskrit sounds blurted out.

Sanskrit sound is full of rhythm, modulation and frustration, although the sound is not loud, but it seems to be loud and silent, the elephant is invisible, the reader is intoxicated by it, the listener is like falling into the quiet room of the Buddha's door, although I don't understand what is said, but the charm is very clear.

Su Le listened to it in a daze, although there are monks in Jianzhou, he is not from a high background, he does not know the Buddhist scriptures very well, and there is no Buddhist hall at home, and he has not heard a few monks chanting the scriptures when he is so old, let alone Sanskrit. At this moment, it was like falling into five layers of fog, and I was stunned when I heard it.

Wang Huan recited a cup of tea before he stopped, and after such a period of time, his mind was even more calm and calm, only to see him open his eyes, his face was peaceful, and he actually looked like a monk, and Su Le was so stunned.