(It's raining heavily tonight, and there will be thunder, and the unit is playing out of the water, and I'll come back very late, and I'll make up for it tomorrow.) ）

There was silence in the hall, but there was also a whisper from time to time:

"Why is it so slow? Why isn't the meat good yet? Lao Tzu's belly is hungry. ”

"It's coming, it's coming. Say less, save some effort, you're going to kill later. ”

The aroma of meat rises from the ding, diffuses, and the people close to the ding move their noses vigorously. Including the bloodstained Li Xiaozhong and Su Luhai. Yuan Jing finally finished reciting the "Mantra of Death" and said to the light:

"Go to the kitchen and give an order, and ask the cook to bring the Hu Biscuits, and collect the beef bones. When we go out of the temple, we boil oil with beef bones, make more fried noodles, and after we are done, we divide them into 200 portions, and send them all to the south gate, and everyone takes one to eat on the way after we go out of the city. In addition, stew a few more pots of soup on the beef bones, and don't throw out the beef soup, and when we leave, the kitchen and the soup in the hall are sprinkled with poison, so as to reward the officers and soldiers who came down to search for them! When you're done, you go out the back door and go to the backyard to tell Jiazhen to do the same. You can eat in the backyard, and then go out of the south gate to Tianjin Bridge and wait for us. ”

The little monk Guangding's eyelids jumped suddenly, sweat slowly oozed from his back, and when he saw Yuan Jing looking at him, he bowed down and said:

"Obey the presiding law."

After a while, a few fat monks came with two large baskets of hot cakes. Walking in front of the bloodstained Li Xiaozhong and Su Luhai, a group of monks said:

"Second master, the knife technique is really authentic, this cow kills meat is meat, bone is bone, and water is water, which is more beautiful than all the cattle and sheep killed before the young monk."

Who are the people in this Foguang Temple? After putting down the Hu Cake, two monks who followed behind carried two large baskets and loaded ox bones into the water. Li Xiaozhong and Su Luhai looked at each other and smiled. At the pillar behind them, the two had just stopped the monk, who had been a butcher before he became a monk, and volunteered to kill the cow. Yuan Jing asked them why, and Li Xiaozhong said: "Our brothers have never killed anyone before, and now they have to follow the master to do great things, and they want to kill a cow and see the blood sacrifice knife to strengthen their courage." "Yuan Jing thinks about it, among so many people, that one is not Jiang Yang's thief, who is murdered? It seems that this brother has no glorious experience of killing. So Yuan Jing agreed. Killing cattle in the Daxiong Treasure Palace, it is estimated that the possibility of the ancients before and the future is very small, but the two of them caught up.

Unexpectedly, the two of them just killed a cow, but the repercussions were not small, because the cow was killed really cleanly, which caused a lot of applause. Yuan Jing also improved her confidence in these brothers. The bloody enthusiasm of dozens of Jiangyang thieves was quickly detonated by the Tang Dynasty's version of Ku Ding Jie Niu, and even Yuan Jing didn't notice that Wu Liang had quietly disappeared from the hall. The five of them originally planned to investigate more information and come out, but Yuan Jing was about to launch it so soon, thinking that they could get a lot of useful information by arresting and interrogating these people, so they had to send the news out first. As for why he killed so beautifully, do you still need to ask? The two of them did this when they were eating big.

Seeing that no one noticed that Wu Liang was Zhao Wu disappearing without a trace, Li Xiaozhong and Su Luhai looked at each other and smiled. The monks moved in several jars of good wine from outside the hall, which made Su Luhai's eyes light up. When the broth in the ding became thicker and stronger, and the aroma in the hall became stronger and stronger, Yuan Jing said:

"Sacrifice to the Buddha!"

The huge bull's head was placed on the incense table in front of the golden-bodied Buddha, and compared with the Buddha's kind eyebrows and eyes, and the solemn face of benevolence, this scene was really weirdly tight. Yuan Jing held the three-pillar finger-thick Buddha incense, led dozens of Jiangyang thieves who lived in the Foguang Temple, turned his back to the beef ding that was tumbling in the hot soup, chanted words, and incense the Buddha. I don't know how the Buddha will feel when he sees this scene, and whether he will sigh under the Bodhi tree. Not to mention the Buddha, the thieves feel that they are doing this very inauthenticly, as thieves, it seems that they should worship the ancestors of the thieves, but now they worship the Buddha inexplicably, it is really Amitabha. It is said that people change their ways, and they either die or die (death: escape. Later, the thieves recalled that the reason why the seamless plan failed was because they worshiped the wrong person when they were in trouble. But at this time, no one said, Yuan Jing said:

"The Buddha is above, and the disciples have escaped into Buddhism for 40 years, but they have always been resentful, have no wisdom roots, and are not in Buddhism. Today, the disciples have come out of the Buddha and re-entered the red dust, and I also ask the Buddha to remember the fate of the disciples who have respected your old man for 40 years and built such a big Buddhist temple for your old man, and blessed the disciples with their wishes. ”

After three pauses, the incense was inserted. No one noticed that a hint of melancholy seemed to flash across the Buddha's face, and there seemed to be a slight sigh. Yuan Jing turned around, her white eyebrows were upside down, her eyes were wide open, and she looked majestic and murderous, and her usual charity was gone. Even Li Xiaozhong and Wu Ciyou in the other corner were stunned. Yuanjing Road:

"Divide the wine and meat!"

The Jiangyang thieves all booed, and finally it was time for everyone to wait for a long time. But the meat and wine start with the wine. Several large jars of wine were gathered into a large vat, and dozens of people stood in turn with a large bowl of sea. Yuan Jing took the head, took a rooster, twisted it vigorously, threw the chicken head aside, poured a cavity of chicken blood into the wine tank, and then Yuan Jing bit his middle finger and dripped the blood into the wine tank, and the others followed Yuan Jing's example and dripped blood into the tank in turn. A wrestler hugged the vat and shook it from side to side a few times, and the already cloudy wine became even more cloudy. After that, each person carried a large bowl, and naturally a little monk took out the wine and poured it for them. Su Luhai picked up the bowl and just wanted to drink, Yuan Jing began to speak again, but this time Yuan Jing no longer called himself an old man:

"Thank you for looking at it, giving the old man this face, and willing to do this bloody business with the old man. The old man will not promise anything else, only one sentence: live and die with all the brothers, come and go in the fire and water, and will turn the eastern capital upside down, and spit out the injustice in his chest! Come on, do it! ”

With that, he drank it all, and then slammed the bowl to the ground. Not to mention that there are social outliers all around, and the psychology of revenge against society is extremely serious, that is, Li Xiaozhong, Wu Ciyou, Su Luhai, and Nawu listened to it, and their blood boiled for half a minute, and the wine was drunk, and the bowl was also broken. Suluhai muttered in Persian:

"Isn't it rebellion? Where do so many annoying things come from? This is a waste of time, but I am afraid that it will not be caused, but it will be served by someone. These Han people really don't know what to think. ”

Later, Naw said in Persian:

"Isn't that what is done for us?"

Sure enough, as soon as everyone put the beef broth into the newly replaced bowl, Guangding stumbled in and shouted:

"Host, the big thing is not good, the guards have entered the city and are heading towards Foguang Temple and the backyard!"

This book was first published.

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