On a starry night, floating bamboo meditated on the Puzhao Cliff, his face was withered, and he looked like a wind and candle. In the past few days, the Gu worms in the atrium may have hatched, and the blood flowing out of the nostrils is black.

Fuzhu looked at the southern pillar that covered the sky, and listened to the mournful sound of Xun coming from the sycamore leaves. In the distance, the fish monster leaps out of the water, leaving a black silhouette in the silvery moon.

This cliff is made up of five tall stone pillars, like a huge palm stretched out by the Buddha, about to be photographed against the hustle and bustle of the world. Believers carry a lot of large tree trunks under the rocks, which are called mountain sticks. They hoped that the sticks would hold the rock so that it wouldn't collapse. The little monk sat on the Puzhao Rock as if he were sitting in the palm of the Buddha's hand.

Li Shishi took Tao Ru and walked towards the Wannian Wutong: "Little Tao, don't worry, I will help you." I heard from the refugees that a sycamore leaf in Tianzhu Tong Gong Hou can be exchanged for one or two gold. You see, I secretly hid it. Tonight, let's go pick up some more leaves."

The sheep intestine trail under the Puzhao Rock is the only road leading to Tianzhu Tonggonghou. When they passed under the Puzhao Rock, they heard the little fool muttering alone on the Puzhao Rock:

"Manjushri, you are the mother of all Buddhas, and you are in charge of the wisdom of the world. When the disciple was dying, he had three sad wishes to ask the Bodhisattva:

The first vow, for yourself. The disciple worked hard all his life and won the champion, but unfortunately he didn't know the current affairs and finally fell into the grass, and he still thought about the green forest uprising, the bandits rejuvenated the country, and later robbed the magic stone and was wanted in the world, and fled everywhere to cut his hair and become a monk. In this life, the disciple is like a sand gull, like a lonely hong, like a mayfly like a butterfly, humble and ethereal, and ephemeral and vain. The disciple knew that his limit was approaching, but there was a fate in his heart that was not extinguished...... The Bodhisattva forgives her sins, please give the disciple a few more days, the disciple wants to plant ten miles of flowers for her before it comes to naught, okay?"

"The peach blossoms in the city pay the east wind, and they get ten miles of incense for Yi. I didn't expect this fool to be a lover!" Hearing him so infatuated, Tao Ru couldn't help but have the interest of composing poetry, and Li Shishi also covered his mouth and smiled, "Listen to his second wish." ”

"The second wish is for the common people. Bodhisattva, look at the Pingchuan at the foot of the mountain, vast and rich. You see that the people who live here are kind and hardworking. People were born on this land, it was the land that raised them, it was their own industriousness that raised them. It was not the Yuwen Party that raised them, but they raised the Yuwen Party. Why do they want to kneel down for the Yuwen Party? Look at our Great Heavenly Empire, the officials are intriguing and deceitful for the sake of power, and the common people are slaves and slaves for the sake of food and clothing, cattle and horses. Why has everyone become a slave of the Celestial Empire system?! Bodhisattva, what should the disciples do to change this dark world?"

"The bitter sea is lost and cannot be crossed, and the candle is raised to illuminate the end of the world. I didn't expect this little monk to still have the feelings of worrying about the country and the people!" Li Shishi was shocked in his heart, and he also had the interest of composing poetry. Tao Ru snorted: "I really have a heart! I can't save myself, I still want to save the world!" "At least he still wants to change the way of the world, and listen to what his third wish is." ”

"The third vow is for heaven and earth. The disciple was abandoned at birth, without a father or mother. But the disciple regards heaven as his father and earth as his mother, and he is extremely tired of labor, and he does not fail to call heaven and earth. It's a pity that the disciple was born in heaven and earth, and in just over ten years, he can't make a name for his parents in later generations, and he can't stand up for heaven and earth. The emperor and queen of heaven are earth, and the disciples have nothing to repay. Only this heart has never been contaminated with wind and dust, and it is as clean as ever. After the disciple dies, he is willing to turn this pure heart into a meteor in the sky and bring a moment of light to the heavens and the earth, okay?"

This birthday month will not be allowed to break through this heart! This is the legendary feeling of compassion for the heavens and the people! Li Shishi's still heart suddenly surged, and tears oozed from the corners of his eyes. What is the fun of wanting to camp for the rest of your life? As soon as I looked up, I saw a meteor in the western sky passing by, and I only heard a wry smile from Fuzhu: "It seems that the Bodhisattva has agreed." Haha, haha—"

Li Shishi took a deep breath, little monk, you are for all sentient beings, you seek heaven and earth, you see yourself, the Bodhisattva will fulfill your wishes, because you are a good person. And I, I don't have a heart, I just want to live! Although, I don't know what I'm living for. Perhaps, death is the happiest thing for me! Li Shishi's nails scratched away the tears aroused at the corners of his eyes, and it happened that a sycamore leaf floated across his cheeks, and he quickly reached out and grabbed it.

The little poisonous scorpion on the side sneered: "Look at your tearful appearance! Are you still going to steal the leaves of the Heavenly Pillar Tonggong? Look over there, Manjushri is watching. ”

"It's not stealing, I'm just picking up fallen leaves on the ground. I believe the gods will forgive me!"

"Look ahead, they are all just like you, coming to 'pick' sycamore leaves. Taoru pointed ahead and smiled, only to see a group of good men and women kneeling on the ground, bowing to the thousand-year-old plane tree known as the Nanyue Heavenly Pillar: "Bodhisattva, please give us more plane leaves." ”

"What do you want Sycamore Leaves for?"

On the plane tree, which is like a mountain, there is a young man's clear voice. That's the voice of a fairy!

"We ...... We ...... "Good men and women look at each other, and they can't say anything after all."

"They exchanged it for gold. The Yuwen Party posted the emperor's list, and a leaf of the 10,000-year-old sycamore can be exchanged for one hundred taels of gold. Tao Ru walked over and kicked the bag of the good man and woman: "Yo, these bags can't fit anywhere!"

"What are you doing! don't try to rob me!" they glared at Momo, and quickly put the bag on their chests and hugged it desperately.

"I heard that there are 300,000 refugees, I don't know how many leaves you have in this plane tree? Momo looked at the top of the plane tree defiantly, her face full of pride.

Fuzhu staggered over with a cane, shouting with a lack of energy: "You can't give them sycamore leaves!

"Yes, there are 300,000 refugees, and how many leaves do you have in your plane tree?"

Ukitake looked at these people who begged for sycamore leaves, and several of them were like him, their ears blackened. I didn't expect the Black Death to spread so quickly! They still only thought about gold! Ukitake couldn't help but beat him down with his cane: "You are all sick like this, what do you need gold for?"

"We are old and young, and we can't survive anymore, so we have to leave some way for the old and young in the family!" said them, and the people shed tears. "We're not bad people, we didn't cut down the sycamore tree!"

"That's it!" "That's it!" "That's it!"

"Stupid! The embankment of a hundred miles collapsed in the anthill!" Fuzhu stomped on his crutches fiercely: "Everyone thinks the same as you, so this thousand-year-old and thousand-year-old plane tree, is there still a way to live?"

Tao Ru raised her eyebrows, and seeing that he was coughing breathlessly, she "kindly" helped the little monk to further point out: "Do the two phoenixes on the tree still have a way to live? Do the phoenixes still have a way to live?

The refugees couldn't help but sob: "I don't know! I don't know!"

"Stealing a sycamore leaf is stealing, and stealing a sycamore tree is stealing. Tao Ru said quietly: "Since you have stolen everything, wouldn't you just cut down the sycamore tree and dedicate it to Concubine Dugu?"

Everyone's hearts moved, and their eyes faintly flashed like a hungry wolf!

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"Don't cry. ”

Above the sky, at the top of the sycamore tree, the cold voice of the little fairy came: "Sycamore leaves, take them." I've got a sack here, so let's divide it!"

Sure enough, a sack of sycamore leaves fell from the sky. Everyone grabbed the leaves, full of joy and emotion, and praised: "Thank you, Bodhisattva!"

"There is also a cart full of sycamore leaves on the pig cart behind, all inscribed with my poems. Go and exchange that cart of sycamore leaves for gold, and buy some winter clothes and food for the 300,000 refugees in Youzhou. Go for it!"

The good man and the woman smiled happily and thanked them for leaving, and the floating bamboo stretched out his hand slowly, pointed to the top of the plane tree and asked, "Do you know...... If you do this, will it bring ruin to Jingyun Temple?"

"Bamboo nerd, you're not very stupid!" Tao Ru whistled at the little monk mockingly, looked at the phoenix nest on the top of the plane tree and sighed: "Everyone says that the phoenix is unparalleled in the country and the city, and it seems that it is nothing more than that!"

"The so-called people die for money, birds die for food, tonight you let the world take the sycamore leaves to exchange for gold, after tonight, the world will frantically pounce on the Jingyun Temple, thousands of refugees, they will be like locusts to pick up the sycamore leaves on the ten thousand years of tung Konghou, they will fight for the ten thousand years of tung wood. What do you do to stop the greed of the world?"

"It seems that Jingyun Temple can only be saved by me, a little maid who has only been in the temple for a few days. ”

"The first thing that came to mind was to poison the sycamore leaves, so that the hands and feet of the people who stole the sycamore leaves would fester. ”

"It's a good idea!" Ukitake nodded, and shook his head again: "But for money, what's fate? Some people even catch poisonous snakes!"

"The second way I came up with is to use the gods to intimidate the world, stealing the leaves of the sycamore tree will be cursed by the gods, and the whole family will be blackened to death!"

"Now the Black Death is so rampant, this is a wonderful idea!" Ukitake nodded, and shook his head again: "But for money, what is faith? Some people even scrape the gold on the Buddha statue!"

Tao sighed, as if she had been defeated by herself: "So we can only guard it strictly and watch it day and night." But we are in the light, and they are in the dark. There are few of us, but there are many of them. How long can we keep it?"

Ukitake took a deep breath: "The person who came up with this idea must be really vicious!"

Tao Ru smiled at the sky: "Yes! That person is really poisonous as a snake and scorpion." In this great Heavenly Empire, it is not a day or two to covet Jingyun Temple. ”

The little monk was so anxious that he stomped his feet: "How is it good?!

It's too hard to live. Youzhou, the disaster of the ancient battlefield, with bones, ruins, plagues, and drought, finally overcame this predicament, thinking that he could live in peace, but he was slaughtered by the Yuwen Party. Now this war has brought the Holy City into it. This edict of ten thousand wheels has poisoned the hearts of the people all over the world. It is not only a disaster in the Holy City, but also a catastrophe for the hearts of the people of the world!

Seventh brother, you must have a way, right? Fuzhu burst into tears and looked up at the top of the Heavenly Pillar. I can't express the shock I was when I first saw you, you are a god who fell from the sky, a star born with the phoenix, you can lead the sky to thunder, refine the wind, you pass through the heavens and latitudes, you are the most amazing moon in the night sky!

"You ...... There's no need to rush. Wanluntai bounty this game has been broken just now. ”

The cold voice of the little fairy came from the plane tree.

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"Broken?"

"Most of the sycamore leaves I just gave them are ordinary sycamore leaves, not the fallen leaves of the 10,000-year-old paulownia wood. You send more people with ordinary sycamore leaves to claim gold, and some of them may suffer some flesh and skin for the sin of fraud. Subsequently, the news of the theft of the Nine Dragons Fengtian Tonggang Pillar in the palace will spread all over the world, and everyone will think that the Yuwen Party's reward for 10,000 years of Tongmu is fake, and the pursuit of thieves is true. ”

"Good means! In this way, no one will trust the Yuwen Party anymore!" Tao Ru smiled evilly, "Then if, even if you know that the sycamore leaf is fake, the Great Heavenly Empire still gives everyone gold according to the emperor's list, what will you do then?"

Guanyue Shichiro took a breath in the phoenix's nest and asked in surprise, "Who are you?"

"Her name is Xiao Tao, and she is the new housekeeper. Ukitake introduced.

"The Yuwen Party categorically can't think of this!" Shichiro made a categorical verdict: "You are a member of the Yuwen Party!"

"You have wronged me! You Jingyun Temple like to wronged me! I am a weak woman......" Tao Ru was about to cry and die without admitting it, but when she saw the sharp and calm gaze in the phoenix nest from a distance, she sneered, and Tao Ru knew that she was exposed: "Ha! Yes, I am a member of the Yuwen Party!"

She is like this, the first female official under the seat of the witch queen, the highest minister of the Great Heavenly Empire, she still disdains to play tricks like an ant people in the market, and she is bad and free and easy.

"That's right, I'm a member of the Yuwen Party, I'm not only a member of the Yuwen Party, I'm also the right hand of the leader of the Yuwen Party!

"Ordinary people won't help the Yuwen Party to break my game. They wouldn't have thought of giving the fake Tong Gong Hou leaves real gold. ”

"Hahaha!" The little poisonous scorpion looked up to the sky and laughed: "What a phoenix! Just rely on my words! You are really smart! The four old ghosts said that you are as wise as a demon, and it seems that this is really the case!"

You know, I didn't like to play conspiracy since I was a kid, I liked conspiracy. That's right, I'm from the Yuwen Party—— I'm here to destroy you!"

The little poisonous scorpion shook its long hair, as if the scorpion shook its tail, and saw the poisonous needles flying out of her hair and flying towards the phoenix nest on the top of the sycamore tree: "Ruined your face first, so that you can't seduce me, hum!"

Fuzhu exclaimed: "Seventh brother be careful!"

"Plop plop, plop!" There was a sound of needles entering the wood, the sound was very heavy, and if it was stabbed, it would be three points into the bone.

"I'm fine. Qilang's voice came from the phoenix's nest again, and he gave an eviction order to the little poisonous scorpion: "You go quickly, you are not welcome in Jingyun Temple." ”

"You haven't told me what you're going to do if we trade real gold for fake leaves?"

"Huh. I don't believe it, is it because you have more gold in the Yuwen Party, or if there are more leaves in the plane trees all over the world!"

"Hmph-" The little scorpion sneered, and disappeared into the night: "You are ruthless!"