Zengguang Xian Wenyan: If you are not close to the monk's way, you are a good person. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This sentence can be deeply understood, but even if it is just a simple understanding, it makes sense.

It is not that there are no good people in the monk's path, and there are indeed great monks with compassion.

But the good people in the monk's way, just like the clean officials in the civil officials, are only a handful.

For more than 200 years before the Ming Dynasty, there was only one Hai Gangfeng.

For more than 100 years in Great Qin, there was only one Zhang Boxing.

By analogy, most of the monks in this world are pickled......

Guangliang Temple, located in the north of the suburbs of Shenjing City, is only 18 miles away from Shenjing City.

Although it is located in the north of the city, most of the nobles in the city will not come here, but there are many lowly people in the north city.

The more cheap the life and the miserable life is, the easier it is to believe in God and Buddha.

Monks can often spit lotus flowers in their mouths, coaxing the people who are already suffering in the mud, take out the last trace of chewing, and give alms to the temple to make sesame oil in front of the Buddha.

I hope that in the next life, I will not be born into a poor family again......

Coupled with the farmers outside the northern city, the incense of Guangliang Temple is also at its peak.

However, these believers never knew that this temple built 18 years ago, from the presiding officer to the front yard, was transformed by a murderer whose hands were stained with endless blood.

They bowed and offered not to the compassionate Buddha, but to a group of fierce people.

Among them, there are gangsters who sell themselves for wealth and nobility, and there are also court officials with superb skills in the six doors.

There are grass masters who have dragon slaying skills and want to seek wealth against the sky, and there are also ...... Court eunuchs.

The only thing these people have in common is that they were once from a dark guard organization called Hidden Dragon.

The former Qianlong was even more powerful than Emperor Longzheng's CRRC Mansion.

It's a pity that eighteen years ago, he was struck by a thunderbolt and shattered his bones.

The remaining part of You Yong eventually turned into monks outside the square, and only survived and became the handsome of their original masters' descendants.

Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot.

became a Buddha, but there was no need to put down the butcher knife.

Guangliang Temple had a great influence in Beicheng, in addition to coaxing ordinary people to donate incense oil and lamps and silver to them, they also wantonly annexed the granges outside Beicheng to accommodate tenants.

Naturally, it is indispensable to put money in prints.

Because of the money, the people who were forced to die and sold themselves into slavery are countless.

There are many things that cannot be solved with the Dharma, so they can be solved with a butcher's knife.

The one who consecrates the girl in distress is a "good deed" that every monk has done......

Aiding and abetting.

Guangliang Temple was only settled in the first few years of the temple's construction, when the wind was loud.

When the limelight subsided, they bought off the local officials, relaxed a little, and found that it didn't matter, and became more and more emboldened.

As the rank of the buy-off officials grew, so did their brazenness.

has been lawless for more than ten years, because he still has brains, he has never bothered the nobles, but he has always been smooth sailing, and he has not suffered any big losses.

Until the rainy night three days ago, Guangliang Temple sent thirty good hands to do things for the master behind them, however, those thirty good hands disappeared without a trace.

There is no one in the real life, and no corpse in the dead.

In the past three days of Guangliang Temple, the atmosphere has been very tight.

It's not that they didn't send someone to investigate the pasture, but the results of the investigation made them very confused.

It wasn't as heavily guarded as they thought.

They turned into wandering monks, and even went to the pasture to fast, but there was no one to stop them, so they easily entered the ranch and met with the herdsmen......

The honest herdsmen have a sense of awe for the monks, and they don't talk about tea and rice, but they also know everything.

However, the herdsmen told them that nothing had happened in the past three days.

The monks of Guangliang Temple "encountered" several herdsmen and talked to them several times, but the result was the same, and the pasture was always peaceful and peaceful.

There are few dog barks at night......

The monks could see that the herdsmen were not lying, and they were not lying.

In other words, there was no commotion on the ranch the night before three days......

The results of this investigation surprised Guangliang Temple, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

As long as it wasn't ambushed by that family, the whole army would be wiped out.

If that's the case, I'm afraid that there are already soldiers surrounding Guangliang Temple.

Since it wasn't that family, it means that the people sent out had already been killed before they entered that family's ranch.

However, who is it that is eyeing them Guangliang Temple?

Is it just an unintentional killing, or do you want to catch them all?

The great monk of Guangliang Temple, who presided over the Fa Yin, ordered people to be on high alert secretly for three days, but there was nothing abnormal.

The men sent out to investigate did not let go of any clues along the way, nor did they find any signs of fighting and bloodshed.

This kind of weird thing really makes them feel cold.

However, because there was not even a single face in three days, there was no wrong person to come to the temple to investigate.

The high-alert defense gradually relaxed in the end.

After all, they are just a rabble, not an army.

And so it was until the end of the third day, and on the fourth day, when the heavens were about to dawn......

Countless figures dressed in green shirts fell from the sky, in all directions, like a tide, and flocked to Guangliang Temple.

The person at the head is dressed in a Taoist robe, and the Taoist bones are immortal.

With an ancient clumsy sword in his back, he took the lead in entering Guangliang Temple.

The sword goes out of the dragon, and every person will be killed, and there is not even a trace of fireworks.

It was all the way to the lobby, and it was finally broken by a few good hands.

The so-called crash was only a miserable howl before he died.

After the great monk heard the movement in the presiding room, his heart was full of excitement, and the heart finally came.

It's just that when he got out of the room and brought people to the main hall, when he saw that it was a person, his bald head was so angry that he lit up three points again.

Is it a dispute between Buddhism and Taoism?

Fuck it!

What's going on?

Just when the great monk of Fayin was still doubting in his heart which Taoist temple in the capital had a lively nose, the Taoist monk in a Taoist robe was also in a very bad mood when he saw the bare bald people.

A few days ago, he had only met the current head of Wu, who was the father of Xianyun Xiaodaogu.

As a result, he was ridiculed from head to foot by the unscrupulous old man who had seen through the red dust of the world.

For the fact that he almost plunged the entire Wudang into a major case of rebellion, he scolded a dog with rough village slang......

Then he also said that he was the most suitable for this errand of taking care of the house, so he had to do it well and carefully.

It was precisely because of this, under shame, that he had to obey Suo Lanyu's assignment and come out to kill the thief.

Fortunately, he had already inquired clearly, and the thieves didn't have a good thing, so they didn't have a trace of mercy when they were killed.

Seeing a big monk staring at him with "ambiguous" eyes, Dao Cheng was extremely tired in his heart, so he flew over with a sword......

There is a peerless martial arts sect like Daocheng to appear, unless it is the appearance of a few bull noses in Shaolin, otherwise, there are only a handful of bald donkeys in the world who can block his angry blow.

At least, there is not a single one of the monks here.

The one-sided slaughter lasted only a short time.

After the people in Tsing Yi receded like a tide, half an hour later, Guangliang Temple was on fire......

A day later, in the east of the imperial city, in a certain Guangyu deep courtyard on Shiwang Street, a middle-aged man with a pale face and a golden dragon robe sat on the throne in a daze, chilling all over his body......

Ruthless and resolute!

……

Shenjing City West, Gonghou Street, Rongguo Mansion.

Rongxi Hall in the side room.

Madame Wang had woken up.

Jia Zheng......

After Jia Zheng said two words, seeing that Mrs. Wang didn't react, he sighed, shook his head, and left.

After Jia Baoyu cried again, she was also persuaded away by Aunt Xue.

Even Jia Tanchun, who was serving with the soup at the front, also let Aunt Xue coax him away......

Looking at Mrs. Wang, whose eyes were blank, as if she didn't know where she was, Aunt Xue had red eyes and called out in a choked voice: "Sister......"

Madame Wang did not react in the slightest.

The so-called mourning is greater than the death of the heart, nothing more than that.

In Mrs. Wang's life, there are three people she cares about the most, one is Jia Zheng, because she married her husband.

The second is Jia Baoyu, who is her only son.

The third is her mother's family, the Wang family.

Jia Zheng...... Husband and wife have respected each other for many years, and they have been old and gracious, so don't mention it......

But she didn't expect that her mother's family would calculate her only son.

You know, she has fallen to this point, isn't it because she wanted to show off the Wang family that day?

And that's how they reciprocated her......

Today you can prescribe that shameless and obscene medicine, and tomorrow, you can prescribe poison that kills people.

If it was Jia Huan or Aunt Zhao, a traitor, Mrs. Wang would be angry, but she might not be so shocking.

However, what made her 10,000 unacceptable was that the person who drugged it would be the Wang family......

"Sister, that Li family, now is just a big woman, the Wang family Li family has fallen to this point today, she panicked, did something wrong, although hateful, but also pitiful, it is not worth worrying about anything with her.

Even if you hate her, why bother with yourself?

You don't want to think about it, how could the old lady in your house love Baoyu so much, how could she let the Li family get her wish?

You can rest assured that the old lady has chosen a family for Baoyu, and she is the granddaughter of Mrs. Fengsheng of the Zhen family in Jiangnan, and her sister is the future princess.

Her family is so rich, she will definitely not be wronged by Baoyu.

Not long after the old lady left, she said that all her furniture belonged to Baoyu.

She also pawned the house on the west side of your house and gave it to Baoyu.

Coupled with your own dowry, you will have to give it to Baoyu in the future, and he will spend several lifetimes chewing it, and he will not be able to eat and drink.

What else are you worried about?

What's more, the mother in the palace will give birth in a few months, and when the time comes, the dragon son will be born, and Baoyu will be the uncle of the future prince.

Sister, what else can't you think of? ”

"Let's go back......"

Aunt Xue explained it for a long time, and Mrs. Wang finally opened her mouth.

It's just that his face is still cold and cold, without a trace of heat, and even his eyes are also without a trace of heat.

Aunt Xue froze for a moment, and called again with some uneasiness: "Sister? ”

Mrs. Wang was silent for a while, but said coldly: "You go." ”

After that, he closed his eyes.

Only a pair of brows, tightly furrowed.

The hatred in the corners of the eyes is amazing!

Aunt Xue's heart skipped a little beat when she saw this, she didn't understand what Mrs. Wang wanted, but she knew that if her sister continued like this, she wouldn't be able to hate it for long......

However, looking at Mrs. Wang's appearance, how else could she persuade her?

Now, Aunt Xue can't even guess which one she hates!

After sighing helplessly, Aunt Xue turned around and left.

As soon as she went out, Mrs. Wang's eyes slowly opened again.

Bloodshot eyes, terrifying to look at......

……

After ten days and nights of rapid marching, the Hamiwei battalion.

In front of the camp, there are many flags and drums and bugles.

Such a big movement will naturally not just greet Jia Huan and his party.

This is to give the imperial court decency, after all, the nominal commander of the million-strong army of Great Qin, the captain of the three armies, came here in person.

Wuwei Hou Qin Liang Jin Helmet and Golden Armor, led tens of thousands of tigers and wolves to iron cavalry, and arranged a large army to meet Wuhou Ye Daoxing.

Qin Liang and his entourage first received the will of the current emperor Tuoye Daoxing to reward the army.

After the salute, Qin Liang got up and didn't say anything, but ordered Sima in the army to lead Ye Daoxing to the barracks prepared for his five thousand heavy armored iron horses.

Naturally, it will not be in the same camp as the Hamiwei battalion of the Yellow Sand Legion......

However, there is no stinginess, and the supply of grain and grass is complete.

It's just that the tent is a little shorter......

Jia Huan and the others did not ridicule and ridicule because of this, their eyes all fell on the side of the corresponding army, the nearly a thousand ragged and unkempt, but all of them were a group of soldiers with clear and bright eyes.

The reason why it is called the army, not Hanako.

It is because their formation is extremely neat, their backbones are extremely straight, and their heads are raised high.

It's a bunch of arrogant soldiers!

Jia Huan didn't even say much to Wuwei Hou Qin Liang, and walked towards the group of proud and confident male soldiers step by step.

Watching Jia Huan walk towards them step by step, those soldiers were also extremely excited, and I don't know who it was, from their hoarse throats, they sang the first sentence in a low voice:

"Old Qin, go to the national disaster together......"

Immediately, a thousand soldiers and horses spoke at the same time, chanting in unison:

"Old Qin, restore my rivers and mountains.

Blood will not be shed, death will not be truce!

There is Daqin in the west, as the sun rises.

A hundred years of national hatred, the vicissitudes of life!

The world is in turmoil, how can we get Corning?

Qin has a sharp soldier, who competes with it! ”

After Jia Huan roared with them for the last time, he raised his arms and roared: "I am a Ruishi battalion, ten thousand victories!" ”

"I'm a Ruishi battalion, Wansheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

A thousand ragged soldiers and horses, but in front of the tens of thousands of troops of the Huangsha Legion and countless princely generals, they roared out this sentence from their blood: Ruishi Battalion, ten thousand victories!

The tens of thousands of troops of the Yellow Sand Legion watched this scene quietly, long since the previous ridicule and lookdown.

As strong generals, they naturally understand that the army that has become like this, but whose momentum can rise like this, is a strong army with a military soul and bones.

Such an army deserves their respect.

"Brother Huan, they are good, and you are also good."

I don't know when, Qin Liang stood behind Jia Huan with a relieved face, and said loudly.

Jia Huan exhaled deeply, his eyes were still on his soldiers, and said, "Father-in-law, they are good, and they are beyond my expectations, they really did ......."

Qin Liang smiled, stood with his hands in his hands, and said, "Go and arrange for them to enter the camp for repair, it shouldn't be long before, and let them precipitate the harvest along the way." When straightened out, they will be stronger. ”

Jia Huan nodded and bowed slightly to Han Da behind him.

Han Da came out of the ranks, and together with a captain of the Huangsha Regiment, he led the soldiers and horses of this thousand sharp soldiers battalion to repair......

"Let's go back to the camp."

After tens of thousands of soldiers and soldiers watched the Rui Shi battalion enter the camp, Qin Liang smiled at Jia Huan.

Only then did Jia Huan remember to give Qin Liang a big salute: "The child asks his father-in-law to ...... peace."

Qin Liang laughed and pulled up Jia Huan, and said loudly: "My son doesn't have to be polite, come on, let's go back to the camp to talk." ”

After that, he patted Jia Huan on the shoulder and led him into the camp.

Behind his back, Niu Ben held back a smile and asked Qin Feng, who looked embarrassed: "Brother Feng, is Brother Huan'er your father's son, or are you?"

How do I think he is?

Your dad didn't even look at you just now, by the way, did he laugh like that with you? ”

When Qin Feng heard this, he sneered and said, "I don't believe it, your father is good to you, has your father ever smiled at you like this?" ”

Niu Ben froze when he heard this, and after laughing, he said, "Laugh at a fart!" Except for Brother Huan and my mother, how can I ever see him laughing? If it weren't for the fact that several adults were like this, I would have doubted that he was really my own brother......

But even if I have a younger brother, I'm afraid I don't have such treatment, envy ah......"

A group of yanai snickered behind them.

After Qin Feng snorted, he glanced behind them, letting them stay a little farther away, and lowered his voice and said, "What is there to envy?" Compared with Brother Huan'er back then, which of us is not much stronger? Brother Huan is the capital of martial arts raised by himself, and he has the muscles and bones of an old servant who does not know martial arts, how hard, how difficult, and how dangerous?

My father sighed several times, saying that Brother Huan'er did not practice and was abolished, and it was all blessed by the ancestors.

For this, although my father and they don't say it, they feel indebted in their hearts.

Xian Rongguo is such a descendant who practiced martial arts, but he almost died because he did not have the skills to practice martial arts and the guidance of an unknown teacher......

Which of these people from our father's generation was not single-handedly adjusted by the first Rongguo? Who has not received the great favor of his old man?

So, there's nothing to envy......"

Niu Ben was silent when he heard this, and Wen Bo suddenly smiled on the side: "Brother Feng, how do I think that you are convincing yourself?" ”

Qin Feng's face suddenly froze, then he turned his head and glared at Wen Bo fiercely, and said, "You black bear is really not a good person. ”

"Hahaha!"

Niu Ben still felt uncomfortable just now, he had always regarded himself as Jia Huan's eldest brother, and when he practiced martial arts, he lived together in Jia's Zhuangzi for several years.

But he found that he hadn't thought through Qin Feng as much as he could, and he would be jealous and ashamed of Jia Huan.

But when he heard Wen Bo say this, he found that Qin Feng was not a saint before, and he was also convincing himself, and his heart suddenly felt a lot more comfortable.

However, seeing that Qin Liang and Jia Huan were about to disappear into the camp in front, the group didn't say anything more and hurriedly followed.

(To be continued.) )

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