"Come, let me ask you to answer, amorous hatred since ancient times, what's the next sentence?"

In the morning, the blind man asked Xue San, who was sitting in front of him, while making tea.

Xue San immediately replied with a smile:

"This hatred lasts forever."

The blind man nodded and said, "Another one who was led astray by a pig." ”

"Forehead ......"

"It's a good dream, and it's easiest to wake up."

"Haven't heard of it, no, you're calling me stupid as a pig?" Xue San understood.

The blind man picked up the teacup and took a sip, but he felt that the tea was not too comfortable, hesitated, but put it down again, it was hot, it was better to have some coolness, it seemed that he would have to go to Ah Ming to order ice cubes later.

"I mean, we all have a lot of freedom, and within the limits of that freedom, each of us can do what we like, but if we go beyond that, we can't be allowed.

It's like what you did last time, but it's actually equivalent to putting a few of us in a hole. ”

"I was cheated by Ali, that fool didn't tell me everything, and besides, you don't know or how to drop one by one, aren't you also looking at my wind direction?"

"That's right." The blind man said as a matter of course.

"Since it's looking at the direction of my wind, are you embarrassed to talk about me now?"

"Excuse me, do you know the difference between a pioneer and a pit car? In fact, they are all the people who walk at the front of a road, and when the road is finally passed, it is called a pioneer, and if it is blocked, it is called a pit.

So, you're a pit bag. ”

"Hey, hey, early in the morning, I'm just here to ask for some money, you have to bury me, do you?"

"Idle is idle." The blind man didn't care.

At this moment, Siniang walked in.

Today's Siniang is wearing a purple long skirt and a phoenix hairpin, and her elegance is peerless.

The blind man's expression paused slightly, and then he smiled with relief.

Xue San didn't react at first, but after Siniang sat down, Xue San was just about to speak, but he was suddenly stunned and hurriedly said:

"Siniang, are you done?"

Siniang stretched out her hand, picked up an account book that had just been delivered in the morning, and nodded while opening it.

"How?" Xue San couldn't understand it.

"That's it."

"What about you......... That's it, I won't ask, thousands of people and thousands of roads, I can't say that I have to get into the pit again, Siniang, you give me a batch of this list, I ask to build these workshops first, and I need to let people build some equipment. ”

The group of people under Xue San's command were personally trained by himself, and he would also design some special equipment to equip them alone, and these appliances generally do not have the ability to promote, firstly, the promotion value is not great, and secondly, they cannot be promoted.

"Okay, let's leave it here, I'll approve it for someone to send you there in the afternoon."

"Cheng, then I'll go, you talk."

Xue San got up and left the signing room.

The blind man immediately faced Siniang and said, "Congratulations." ”

Siniang shook her head and said:

"I really want to congratulate me, then it's better to fight with me now, and see if your mental power is as fast as my needle."

Every time after a promotion, there is an urge to find someone to fight.

The blind man smiled bitterly:

"I can't beat it."

"It's not fun."

"Today's list, I sent it, you work harder."

"Got it."

The blind man got up and left without any delay.

Siniang quickly finished reading the account book in hand, threw it aside after wearing red, and moved her fingers slightly.

When I think of what I said to the Lord last night,

In this world, there is only one man in the Lord.

Rao is a veteran on the Fengyue field, and Siniang's face is flushed unconsciously.

It's really from the heart,

She is not interested in men, but she is a woman.

Since you are a woman, you will always have needs, you want to find someone to try to get along, find someone to try to fall in love, try to say love, whether it is spiritual or physical, you always have to have an object.

In this world, only the Lord can give her the feeling that she is a man.

Even if she doesn't love the Lord, it's not the love of men and women, but she doesn't have a choice.

Does this count as love?

Siniang is also not clear.

It's just that after listening to his words last night, the Lord first let himself use his hands, then let himself use his feet, and finally let himself use his mouth, three times in a row.

When he got up, the Lord was still asleep.

What does it feel like to love someone?

Siniang didn't know the answer.

But when he got up, he saw that his body was hollowed out, and he really felt a great sense of accomplishment and satisfaction in his heart.

When I have to go through the second account book,

Siniang's gaze immediately turned cold,

A quill dipped in red paint draws a large circle over an area.

This circle means that there are dead people again.

Siniang thought of what the blind man had said to herself,

Those dirty hands, those that can't be cut off, cut off, they will grow again.

The blind man said,

If a person takes a bath, his body will still be dirty, is it possible that he will never take a bath again because of this?

The lord said that he wanted to go to the south of the Qianguo River and scatter his heart,

In fact, Siniang also wants to go in her heart,

Going around and around, from the westernmost part of the Yan Kingdom to the easternmost part of the Jin Kingdom, what has changed is the scenery, and what has not changed is the roughness in the red tent.

It seems that only in the south of the Qianguo Jiangnan can we find the real refinement of the green building.

It's just a pity,

Now the matter at hand has not been dealt with, and if you want to go out for a walk, you have to wait until everything is on the right track at the Snow Customs.

At the same time, the identity of the Lord is also different, and if something happens, it is not a joke.

Siniang sighed,

He picked up the third book.

……

"Master, this is the Snow Customs, look at it, they are building a lot of construction, and the people are struggling to make a living!"

"Whoa!"

The old monk was a slap in the face of his apprentice.

The little monk covered his bald head and was very aggrieved.

"Fan, tell you to read too much, but don't believe in the book."

"But it's ......... here"

"If you build a lot of construction, it must be that the people are not making a living? You see, although the people here are working hard, but there is no decadence on their faces, and it is clear that they have the appearance of a Buddha in their hearts. ”

There is a Buddha in the heart, and the Buddha here can be understood as hope.

"But the world is suffering, and how can it be ......... to be driven to labor like this?"

When the monk heard this, he immediately planned to slap the chestnut again, but when he saw that his apprentice was still covering his head, he had to bend his knees and press down, and slapped the apprentice's ass hard.

"Ahh

The little monk was very aggrieved and covered his ass again.

"What kind of pole do you carry with the master, if everyone in the world cultivates the Buddha and worships the Buddha, who will plant the land for us to eat? Who will build the temple? Who will make the Buddha statue?

Buddhism is bitter, but any suffering, add the word 'clear' in front, in fact, it is not so bitter, but a mood. ”

"Master, you misinterpret Buddhism."

"You and I are all Buddhas, all living beings are Buddhas, and where is the unified Buddha?"

"Master, I can't talk about you."

"Then keep your mouth shut, you look at the armor soldiers cruising over there, and then look at the tents of the barbarians, and then look at the foot of the mountain, but they are all savage slaves.

This Uncle Hirano is destined to be a murderous master, and after you go in later, you will speak wildly, don't think that people will think that you are young and cute, and you are not as knowledgeable as you. ”

"Master, the apprentice knows."

"It's good to know, go and give it to Dumu."

"But there's no temple here?"

"When we come, the temple will come."

"But this degree is issued by the Yamen of Chu State, we are monks recognized by the Yamen of Chu State, take the degree issued by the Yamen of Chu State to the Yan people, master, you are not afraid of ......"

"That is, we are the monks who represent Chu and come to take refuge in the true self Dayan."

"......" the little monk.

"Why don't you go soon?"

"Master, you're really shameless."

"Go for the teacher!"

The Empty Edge Monk kicked over.

……

"Master."

"Coming back so soon?"

"Well, the apprentice asked, and the official over there said that here in the Earl's Palace, he accepts us these gods."

"God stick, god stick, you are big!"

A series of hairy chestnuts went down, and two pieces of red were visible to the naked eye on the little monk's brain.

"Master, that's what they say."

"Is there a meal?"

"Eat and drink, and live for miles."

"Where?"

"In a place in the city called the temple."

"Walking."

"But they call us gods."

"But master, I'm hungry!"

The monk of the empty edge led the little monk into the snow customs, and when he entered the city gate, he did not suffer any obstacles, and after entering, he smelled the fragrance from the surrounding pavement, and the five visceral temples of one large and one small monk began to chant.

It's just that the yamen called Miaotai is against the north gate, so the two of them still have some way to go.

Then

In front of him, a group of children lined up, numbering about 800 people, all thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys, wearing uniform gray practice uniforms and the same boots under their feet.

The leader, a school captain, dressed in armor, led the group of children to run.

Seeing this scene, the Kongyuan monk subconsciously stopped and watched the group of children running past in front of him.

"Master, I'm hungry."

The little monk urged the old monk to hurry up and eat fast.

The monk smacked his lips and said:

"This is unusual, the eight hundred babies who are as big as you just passed, what can you see?"

"What do you see?"

"They have a bad breath on them."

"Silly?"

"Bang!"

Another hairy chestnut knock down.

"It hurts!"

"It's evil, it's evil! Ancestors have spirits, descendants worship the blood of ancestors, and ancestors protect descendants, which is the outline of yin and yang ethics. ”

"What's so strange about this, master, who doesn't have an ancestor."

"This is different, these children are different, tell you to learn more, see more, know how to eat and eat all day long, and look at your little talent."

"What a god." At this time, there was a man pushing a cart next to him passing by, and said to the monk with a smile: "Just that group of children, it is the righteous hall of the school, in the early days, they were all orphans, and they were adopted by our earl's palace, and later there were soldiers who died in battle, because there was no queen, they donated the pension money to the school, and selected a child from the orphans to change their surname to succeed."

You say that they are orphans, and they really don't have fathers and mothers, but at home, they all worship tablets. ”

When the monk heard this, he said thoughtfully: "No wonder, no wonder." ”

"Hehe, you two monks, are you going to the temple?" Lifu asked.

"Exactly."

"I can only go to the temple, in other places in our snow customs, you can't mix food, our snow customs, don't raise idlers, if you want to be idlers, you have no food.

The Earl's Court allows us to burn paper and pay tribute, but we are not allowed to raise monks and Taoists to come out to do errands. ”

"Master, what does feudal superstition mean?" The monk asked his master.

"None of the."

The monk of the void saluted the Lifu with his hands together:

"Amitabha, thank you for your doubts."

"It's done, I don't have anything to do with you, I still have to go to the front street to deliver the goods, oh, the temple platform will go straight forward, and turn left at the front street entrance."

"Thank you, donor."

The monk of the void led his apprentice to continue walking, and according to the previous instructions of Lifu, he soon found the temple platform.

There is no one guarding the entrance of the temple, this door is also very small, the plaque is also very small, on both sides, one side is a pork shop and the other side is a mutton restaurant, but it is much more generous than this temple.

When the master and apprentice entered, they found a small table in the inner door, and a scribe sitting behind the table was yawning.

Seeing that someone was coming, and then looking at the robes on their masters and apprentices, the scribe opened the booklet in front of him, picked up the brush, and asked:

"Name, place of origin, where you have been, in detail, there must be no mistakes."

"The poor monk is empty, this is the poor monk's apprentice, the poor monk is a dry man, he became a monk in the Qianguo, and then entered the Chu country, and obtained the degree, which is here."

The scribe stretched out his hand to take the degree delivered by the old monk, glanced at it twice, and didn't really take it seriously, and returned it to the old monk, saying:

"Monk, read a few verses to listen, don't be vague, be louder."

The monk of the void edge motioned for his apprentice to step forward,

Lifan walked to the table and began to recite the scriptures, the words were correct and round, without the slightest hindrance, and at the same time, listening to the scriptures he recited, it seemed that his mood had calmed down, and in this summer heat, he actually felt a little cool.

After listening for a while, the scribe raised his hand with some unsatisfied intentions and said:

"Stop, it's okay, you can keep these two signs, go in, in the courtyard, the main entrance is the open classroom, the left corner is the dining room, the right turn room is the dormitory, and someone inside has rearranged you."

"Thank you, donor."

"Thank you, donor."

The monk of Kongyuan went in with his apprentice, the master and apprentice did not hesitate, and turned left first into the dining house, because it was already past the meal, there was no one inside, only two mothers-in-law and aunts were busy in it, seeing that the two monks were coming, one of the mother-in-law and aunts shouted:

"There are only steamed buns left."

"The steamed buns are good." Empty Edge said.

"The steamed buns are good." Lifan said.

Six steamed buns were delivered, and they were already cold, but with hot water, the two monks ate very sweetly.

After eating, the two monks were just about to go out when they saw a sergeant in armor walk in and point to them:

"You're new here, let's go, let's go inside, classes are open."

"But there are great monks here to preach Buddha?" The Monk of the Void asked.

The gate outside the square is dominated by the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and there are many more, but no matter which sect or sect, in order to promote their own sects, the great virtuous people in it will inevitably go around to teach and promote ideas in order to recruit disciples.

"Huh." The sergeant smiled and said, "You'll know when you go, go quickly, don't bother." ”

The master and apprentice didn't dare to delay, they went straight to it, and when they entered, they found that there were already dozens of people sitting inside.

There were those who wore robes, those who wore robes, and those who wore all kinds of strange clothes, and everyone sat there and listened very attentively.

The lecturer was not a moral monk, but a blind man.

The blind man looked quite young, with his eyes closed, but he spoke very well and gave him a very comfortable feeling.

The monk of the empty edge and his apprentice found two futons and sat down,

This blind man is not talking about Buddhism, nor is it a Taoist scripture, but it is inseparable from Buddhism and Taoism, and you can even find many, many shadows of other sects from it;

It's obviously mixed up so much, but it doesn't sound cluttered and cumbersome at all, and the context is clear, and it instinctively makes you feel that this is the truth;

Listen, listen,

Monk Lifan showed a look of fascination on his face,

The empty edge frowned deeper and deeper,

He immediately reached out and pinched his apprentice.

But the little monk seemed to be unaware of it, and continued to be intoxicated.

"Amitabha."

The monk of the void recited the Buddha name in a low voice, and then pinched the Buddha seal with his hand and pointed it directly on the eyebrows of his apprentice.

Monk Lifan woke up in shock, and then gasped, the place where he was pinched by his master now really hurts.

"Master?"

"Let's go!"

The monk of the void immediately picked up his apprentice and walked out.

And at this time,

The blind man who was lecturing,

The corners of his mouth showed a meaningful smile.

When the monk Kongyuan walked out of the gate of the temple with his apprentice, the scribe sitting in the inner gate saw it, and he didn't stop it, but said:

"If you get out of this door and come in and eat and drink and sleep in vain, it won't be done."

"Master, we're not leaving!"

Monk Lifan immediately grabbed his master.

"Huh."

The old monk of the empty edge chuckled, looked back at the school, and said:

"If you stay in such a place that devours your mind, you will have to be swallowed by him from head to toe, and you will still need your belly to eat?"

In other words,

The monk of the void forcibly dragged the little monk out of the temple.

On the second floor of a mutton soup restaurant next door to the temple, Uncle Zheng, who got up late today and ran out to drink soup here, sat next to Uncle Zheng, and beside Uncle Zheng, sat Ah Ming.

"Yo, it's strange that after entering the mouth of a blind man, he can still run out on his own."

Uncle Zheng said while gnawing on the sheep bones.

Ah Ming also glanced out and said, "Perhaps, there is really a way." ”

"Hehe, aren't you talking nonsense, how can you come out without a little way. But it's a pity, you say, always make some indiscriminate filling, it doesn't seem to be very good, a little Taoist, even if you have real skills, this kind of true and false, the effect is estimated to be the best. ”

"Lord, my subordinates will stop them?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, anyway, they're still in the city now, yo, look up, I'm looking at you Ah Ming, I said, did you show killing intent to them just now?"

Downstairs on the street, the old monk looked up at the second floor.

Ah Ming replied:

"My subordinates are worried about assassins."

In this world, there are indeed real strong people, who may not be of much use when the two armies face each other, and they can still drown with a sea of soldiers.

But at certain moments, the transcendence of individual strength can work wonders.

For example, the Sword Saint assassinated Lao Situ, and killed Grimu in front of the Snow Customs;

Another example is that in the past, the two of Zangfuzi and Baili Jian went to Yanjing, which attracted all the Yanjing forbidden army to be on guard.

In the past, Sha Tuo Que Shi was killed outside the gate of the Hou Mansion, but if he could be tactful and go to assassinate the county lord, then the county lord would have to weigh it seriously if he wanted to go out in the future.

It is precisely because of this that Uncle Zheng will carry the coffin of Shatuo Que Stone everywhere he goes, and he will spend so much effort to lick the Sword Saint.

Thousands of troops, you have to have it, but you can't lack the top combat power of the aces around you, otherwise people will come to "Jing Ke Assassinate the King of Qin", where are you going to cry?

Why is Jingnanhou so terrible?

Because he not only has thousands of troops, but his personal strength has defeated the Sword Master, which is truly invulnerable.

"Master, what are you looking at?"

"Alas, it seems that this snow customs is the wrong teacher."

"Then let's go, master, anyway, we're full, just run away."

"It's easy to go up the mountain, but it's hard to go down."

Saying,

The old monk of the void immediately took his apprentice's hand and walked into this mutton soup restaurant.

The monk came to eat mutton, which immediately attracted a lot of attention, but the monk of the void was unmoved, and took the apprentice's hand and went straight to the second floor.

But as soon as they entered the steps on the second floor, before they could see the layout of the second floor clearly, they were directly targeted by more than a dozen crossbow arrows.

They are all crossbow arrows of the military standard, and at such a close distance, the lethality is naturally extremely terrifying.

The little monk was immediately frightened and trembled, how young is he, how can he withstand such a battle.

The old monk of the empty edge is free and natural, and he is not afraid.

Zheng Fan shouted while gnawing on the sheep bones:

"What's the matter, the monk is also going to come up and open the meat?"

The monk of the void folded his hands and said:

"The poor monk has come to bid farewell to the benefactor."

Zheng Fan dropped the leg of mutton that was almost gnawed by himself, reached out and picked up a handkerchief, and said while wiping his hands:

"Just before I came and was leaving, doesn't it mean that Ben Bo is not hospitable?"

The little monk's eyes immediately widened, this is Uncle Hirano!

The monk of the void edge leaned over and saluted:

"I thought that Uncle was a pure land here, but who would have thought that Uncle had a ravine in his heart, and he would set up a fence outside this side."

The implication is that Zheng Fan controlled, transformed, and used this group of outsiders, that is, the group of magic sticks.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, they are actually monks in name, and even if they see the emperor and generals, they can not kneel, because they are no longer under the constraints of the world, but this Uncle Hirano has the idea of becoming a monk.

"Oh, don't monks also have to eat, there is no reason why monks don't have to do things, and if everyone in the world is a monk, then everyone is not a monk."

When the monk heard this, he exclaimed:

"Poor monks are taught."

The little monk also immediately learned the appearance of his master, put his hands together and said seriously:

"The little monk is taught."

At this time, the blind man also came over from the temple platform to finish the class, and when he saw that the blind man was also coming, Zheng Fan waved his hand reassuringly and signaled the group of guards around him to retreat.

Anyway, in the end, this is the Snow Customs, with Ah Ming and the blind man guarding him, even if this monk is a hidden master, it is very difficult to kill himself.

When the monk saw the blind man, he said:

"Dare to ask the donor, is it a Buddha or a demon?"

The blind man smiled and said, "If the Buddha says that I am a Buddha, then I am a Buddha, and if the Buddha says that I am a Buddha, then I am a demon." ”

The monk felt like he had been baptized again.

Immediately:

"The poor monk has been taught."

"The little monk has been taught."

The little monk silently recited these words in his heart, usually he followed the master to the north and south, met some masters to open the altar to give lectures, often listened to a whole day to hear one or two sentences, these tips are of great use, according to the master, that is, in the future, whether you can mix well and eat well and stay to win the recognition of dignitaries, you have to rely on these edges.

Who would have thought that the people in this snow customs seem to be really easy to come by, memorize them quickly, remember them quickly, and rely on them to eat in the future.

In fact, it is really not difficult to mass produce this thing in later generations, that is, fifty percent of the warning maxims, and forty percent of the plausible and then blended with the edge of the Buddha's teachings of the previous one.

Moreover, the words of who say are often more influential than the "words" themselves.

Uncle Zheng is now Emperor Yan's pro-Feng Pingye Bo, the chief soldier of the Snow Customs, at least in the realm of this Snow Customs, it can be regarded as touching the threshold of a fart is a Zen machine.

Zheng Fan beckoned to the two monks and motioned for them to come over.

Monk Lifan snorted when he saw the mutton on the table.

"Eat."

Monk Lifan looked at the master.

The monk of the empty edge said:

"Amitabha, since the uncle forced you to open the meat ring with a sword, then you can eat it."

"Amitabha."

The little monk grabbed the mutton and began to eat it.

Zheng Fan silently took out the Chinese iron box, took out a cigarette, handed one to the blind man, and bit one himself, and when he was about to put it away, he saw that the old monk of the empty edge also stretched out his hand.

"Monks smoke too?"

"Tobacco hurts the body, but it refreshes the mind."

Nowadays, tobacco is not fully popular in the East, after all, the wind of dispersion is just, and it is not that no one uses tobacco, but most of them are used as medicinal materials, and the folk have been circulating that tobacco can be lit to remove filth.

Translated into modernization, the people believe that when tobacco is lit, it can be disinfected and sterilized, so that they are not easy to get sick, and even can prolong their lives.

This monk can know that tobacco hurts the body, which means that he is indeed an expert, I remember that when Jing Nanhou saw himself smoking, he said that this is harmful to the body of a martial artist, because Jing Nanhou has tempered his body since he was a child, and naturally understands the doorway.

However, this is nothing to Zheng Fan, he is not an ascetic, and besides, two packs of cigarettes a day in the studio in his previous life were not enough, and he smoked less in this life, but he has been strengthening his body and practicing, what else can't he think of?

The old monk took the cigarette, learned the posture of Zheng Fan and the blind man, and bit it into his mouth.

Zheng Fan lit a cigarette with a fire fold, and then handed the fire fold to the blind man, and the blind man lit it himself and then went to help the old monk light it.

The old monk hurriedly got up and said politely:

"There is a benefactor."

Three men, all lit cigarettes.

The old monk smoked very naturally, and obviously, even if he had never smoked cigarettes before, he had definitely tried tobacco.

"Old monk, you said that this thing hurts your body, why do you still use it?"

The old monk replied:

"It's just a stinky skin, what is it, the sooner it decays, the poor monk will be able to ascend to bliss as soon as possible."

"It's really open."

"Let the uncle see it."

The blind man smoked silently all the time and did not speak.

"Old monk, why did you come to my snow customs?"

"The poor monk thought that this would be a pure land."

"Hehe, there were still corpses here half a year ago, what is the Pure Land?"

"There are indeed many people who die, and there are many dead peers, and the more peers die, the more they die, for the poor monks, it is naturally a pure land."

"Tsk."

Zheng Fan laughed,

Then he commanded:

"Come, serve another pot of wine to this little master."

When the little monk heard this, he bit the leg of mutton and looked up at his master.

"Alas, since Uncle Hirano forced you to break the drinking ring with a sword, then you should break it, the Buddha knows your difficulties and will not blame you."

"Yes, master."

When the wine comes,

The little monk directly pulled out the stopper on the small wine jar, drank it to his mouth, and then put down the wine jar.

"Ahh

forthwith

continued to nibble on the leg of mutton;

Look at it, the amount of alcohol is definitely good.

"Uncle, the poor monk knows what you plan to do."

"Oh, what?"

The Void Monk stretched out his finger and pointed to the north, and said:

"Uncle was given the title of Uncle Pingye by His Majesty Emperor Yan, and now he is guarding the snow customs, and the most important thing to deal with is naturally the wild man on the snow field.

The snowfield is too big and too vast, and although the snowfield savages are scattered, it is not easy to clean them up.

What the uncle wants is a soldier who surrenders without a fight. ”

"You go on."

"Next, it should be the uncle who said it to the poor monk."

"Oh? What should Ben Bo say? ”

"Uncle, this matter, the poor monk is willing to go."

"Why do you want to run out of the temple?"

"The poor monk has been traveling to many ancient temples, but he has not been on the order for a long time, just because the poor monk feels that the Buddha can kneel, but people are not allowed to kneel. Of course, the uncle is forced by swords, and the poor monk can kneel. ”

"You mean, you want a temple of your own?"

"Yes."

"It's not too hard for you."

"The temple must not only be guarded by a true Buddha, but also by a human Buddha."

Typically, the temple has to have a backstage.

Zheng Fan wanted to laugh a little, remembering that when Siniang once held a club, she also said similar things.

"Benbo, I can promise you, the premise is that you have to do things first, and the thing is done, Benbo doesn't mind if you open a temple in Xuehaiguan, even if you want to open an ancestral court, Benbo will support you."

"Poor monk, thank you, uncle."

"It's finished?"

"Isn't that it?"

"I'm a white tooth."

"But the poor monk believed."

"Tsk, you monk is really interesting, blind."

"The subordinates are here."

"Between you, communicate more, the training work in the temple platform, and see if it can be handed over to him."

After all, blind people have too many things to do, and it is good to find a helper to relieve the pressure.

At present, the most important thing is the ideological and political education of the recruits and the people of Ke Yan's subordinates, and it is impossible to borrow the hands of others in this work.

"Yes, Lord."

The old monk clasped his hands together and said sincerely:

"The poor monk will not disappoint his uncle."

"If things are done well, even if you want to open a big temple in Yanjing City, Ben Bo can help you do it."

When the monk of the void heard this, his mouth opened in surprise, this is not pretending, because at this moment, he has figured out a lot.

"Savage, not the real ......... of the uncle"

"Huh."

Zheng Fan's body leaned back slightly,

Knees up,

Extinguish the cigarette butt in your hand directly,

Road:

"The snow field is big, and there are indeed many savages, but these have not been put in the eyes of Ben Bo, count forward, eight hundred years, what should you know, is the real henchman of my Dayan!"

It's a barbarian!

"We Mingren don't say secret words, within three years, you can make achievements in Xueyuan, and it is not a dream for you to enter Yanjing and enter the house in the future and be crowned a national teacher.

My Majesty Dayan is the most generous in this regard. ”

According to Zheng Fan's understanding of Emperor Yan, if you can help solve the barbarian problem, the national teacher is really not a problem.

The monk of the empty edge immediately said:

"Thank you, uncle."

"Blind."

"Yes."

The blind man got up and said to the two, "Please come with me." ”

"Okay, okay."

The empty monk reached out and grabbed the little monk's greasy hand, and pulled him to follow the blind man downstairs.

Ah Ming said:

"Lord, is it reliable?"

"It's a good thing, anyway, it's dozens or hundreds of magic sticks sent to the snowfield, and we don't have anything to lose, oh no, I can't say that I have to let you cooperate when the time comes."

"Let your subordinates cooperate?"

"Perform the art of resurrection."

"Yes, Lord."

"Is the workshop under construction?"

"It's already moving, Lord."

"Well, hurry up, hard work."

"The Lord is serious."

"This mutton soup is very good, the new mansion is almost finished, transfer it to the mansion."

So far, all the properties in the city that are open to the public are under the name of the Earl's Court, and the transfer of chefs is really just a matter of one sentence.

"Okay, Lord, I'll go and talk to Siniang."

"Hmm."

"Hmm."

"You don't have anything to say to me?"

Giving you a chance to speak, don't you want to upgrade?

"Lord, my subordinates haven't thought about it yet."

"Then you think slowly, don't worry."

………

"Two masters, this is where you will rest in the future, there is the temple in front, and Master Kongyuan will give a lecture with me tomorrow."

"There's Mr. Laobei."

"The master is gracious."

At this time, someone brought tea and put it on the table.

The blind man said:

"These two people are serving the two masters."

"No, no, extravagance and timidity."

"It's me who is abrupt, you go back to the yamen."

"Yes, Mr. Wind."

"Yes, Mr. Wind."

The two men left.

The corners of the old monk's mouth couldn't help but tremble.

The little monk immediately said: "Mr. Feng, my master is just a good face and polite. ”

"Shut up, scoundrel!"

The blind man was unimpressed, and said, "Later, I will send two more servants." ”

"Women?" The monk was about to speak,

"Bang!"

A hairy chestnut smashed directly into his bare head.

The Monk of the Void Rim immediately said:

"Since the Earl's Mansion is forced by swords, the poor monk can only be disrespectful, Amitabha, the Buddha will forgive the poor monk."

"That's right."

The monk of the void edge immediately brought the topic back to business and said:

"Uncle's big event, the poor monk has already understood it in his heart, but for some specific matters, I still need to ask Mr. Feng to mention more poor monks."

"This is natural, you and I are both doing things for my uncle, and we should work together."

"In other words, since the poor monks entered the city, they have looked at the layout of this city, but has it been rebuilt?"

"It has been destroyed a lot in the city by war, and naturally it has been rebuilt a lot."

"The layout of the new city is like, especially the Earl's Palace, which will be built, although the location is northerly, but it avoids the evil qi in feng shui, and at the same time, it holds the birth gate hostage, faintly forming an echo pattern with the tail of the Tiandu Mountain Range;

Such finishing touches, but from the hand of Mr. Wind? ”

"The master said that he laughed, I don't dare to take credit."

"Hey, there are other strange people in the city? I wonder if the poor monk will be lucky enough to meet him? ”

"There will be opportunities in the future."

The address of the Earl's Court should be close to the north gate, because it is close to the Sword Master; The specific location and orientation were chosen by Liang Cheng.

Let him lie down,

Look where he feels comfortable lying down,

Choose where to start the construction of the Earl's Court as the center.

After all, it is inevitable that people who look at feng shui will have a high or low level, but whether the position is good or not, the one who is buried actually has the most right to speak.

"Your Majesty's Mansion, it seems that there are really a lot of talented people, and it is really a blessing for a poor monk to be favored by the uncle and work under the uncle.

However, there is one more thing that the poor monk is curious about. ”

"Master, but it doesn't hurt to ask."

"Such a desperate plan......

Oh no

Who proposed this kind of meritorious Dafa that is instructive and incomprehensible to all peoples?

The poor monk also heard that there was a savage king on the snow field at the beginning, and he was so disturbed that the land of Jin was not peaceful, but he had been escorted to Yanjing.

If the Savage King knew that the snowfield would show such a pattern in the future, he didn't know what he would feel in his heart. ”

The blind man smiled slightly, and did not rush to answer the question.

Because it was the Savage King who made this suggestion, and even some of the teachings and theories that fit the Savage were changed by the Savage King himself according to the belief of the stars, in the hope that the Savage would be more effective when they were preached.

"Master, this strategy was developed by my uncle."

"Alas, the uncle is really talented, and the poor monk admires it."

"The master has asked so much, and the contemptible person also has a matter."

"Mr. Wind, please speak."

"How high is the master's cultivation?"

When I listened to the lecture before, I was able to stay awake from my own hypnotic environment, and it was obviously cultivated, which the blind man can affirm.

But how profound this empty monk is, the blind man can't know.

"Monks can be very high or very low, the high can be as high as the sky, the low can be as low as dust, and it is about the state of mind.

But it is often useless to fight in this battle, so when facing the crossbow in the army before, the poor monk seemed indifferent on the surface, but in fact, he was already panicked inside. ”

"Then the contemptible person is even more interested, and the contemptible person will wait and see, hoping that the master will be fulfilled."

"Mr. Wind is ........."

"I am blind, but my heart can see."

"That's the truth, that poor monk, in front of Mr. Feng, is ugly."

The monk closed his eyes and clasped his hands together,

A moment later,

Eyebrows opened,

The eyes are clear, the ancient well has no waves,

Shen Dao:

"I am compassionate."

Time

In the blind man's "sight", he saw that the monk of the Void Edge was constantly getting taller and taller and taller, and had already broken through the roof and was still climbing.

This is the inner realm, which is the level of the state of mind, Zen, Tao, and enlightenment;

This has nothing to do with actual combat power, for example, Yao Zizhan, a literary giant, is just an old scholar who is powerless, and ordinary bandits can kill him.

And the old monk of the empty edge also had the intention of showing his hand in front of the blind man, the confidant of the plain uncle, so that it was convenient for him to raise his value, so his state of mind continued to rise!

I practice Buddha, and his Buddha heart has already entered the clouds, and he can find great freedom!

In the dark,

A halo of light, which was invisible to ordinary people, had risen above the Snow Customs.

And at this time,

In a small courtyard next door to the soon-to-be-completed Hirano Uncle's Mansion,

A man who was lying there snoozing in the sun seemed to feel something,

Slowly open your eyes,

His body is still fragile and has not yet been raised,

But in his eyes, a sword light was already projected,

Even the Long Yuan Sword that was used to cushion the table legs under the dining table in the room made a soft roar at this time.

"What kind of demon monk, here to spy on my snow customs qi machine!"

……

"Ahh

In front of the blind,

The old monk of the void, who had an unfathomable posture before, let out a miserable scream.

When you look up again,

Blood was already dripping from his eyes.

Although his life was safe, he was already terrified in his heart, and asked in horror:

"Mr. North, who else is there in the city? This person's state of mind is still above the poor monk, and his sharp momentum is almost unstoppable. ”

The blind man was not in a hurry to answer,

Instead, he touched his chin,

muttered in his heart:

"Yes, I tried it out;

It seems that the Lord's investment is right, and this Sword Master is expected to recover. ”

"Mr. Kita, who is it?"

The monk of the void edge lost his previous solemnity and asked anxiously.

The blind man seemed to be frightened by the scene of empty fate at this time,

Then he suddenly comforted:

"Oh, don't worry, master, it's just a waste."

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Thanks to Rishumo and Nan Gengchen for being the 110th and 111th alliance leaders of "Demon Lining".

Good night everyone.