Different from the Zen staff made of ordinary bamboo reeds and wearing a soft head on the top, this one is made of wood, the body of the staff is painted with red lacquer, and the top is embedded with a copper head filled with gold.

Two years ago, after the eldest son of the old lady of the Anguo Mansion "calculated" that the eldest son of the old lady of the Anguo Mansion would be approved by the Son of Heaven within three months, only a little more than a month later, the will of the court was issued, and the old lady was very grateful, so that people specially sent it over, saying that it could be used for herself to cross the bridge.

The rod was heavy and very hard, not much worse than an iron rod.

Seeing the Zen staff, Zhixin gritted his teeth and stood up.

There were only two teenage novices left in the hall, and they were both limited in strength and useless.

He instructed the two people in the hall: "Go and call Feng Xingzhi in." ”

Xiao Shami hurriedly ran out.

But in the blink of an eye, an inconspicuous walker guarding the door walked in and closed the door of the temple.

Zhixin took a deep breath, told the practitioner what happened today and his own analysis, handed over the Zen staff in his hand, pointed to his left leg, and said, "Brother Feng, please stop it!" I know you've practiced, so please hold some strength in your hands and give it a discount. ”

If the bones are broken, even if the Son of Heaven can't force himself to go to Guangnan, right?

It is said that after hearing that he could go to Quang Nam to preach Buddhism, his family was so excited that when he went to the attic to find a collection of scriptures to take with him, he accidentally fell down the stairs and broke his leg.

At most, the Sanglu Division sent someone to examine his injuries, and at first glance, there was no difference between broken and broken, as long as he reported to the top, he could get out.

In this way, there is no resistance to the decree of his own family, although it will be a little unpleasant to spread out, and his past reputation is reliable, as long as he pretends to be a few times, he should be able to get it back.

At that time, my life will be saved, even if I hurt my muscles and bones for a hundred days, but I just broke my leg, raised it for two or three months, and it will be fine, compared to going to Guangnan, which is better and which is bad, at a glance, it is simply too cost-effective!

Hearing the words "it's good to discount", Feng Xingzhi looked at Zhixin with admiration and said, "The master is good at being decisive and courageous!" The villain will go back to report this matter to the master's house, so that he can know about your painstaking efforts! ”

Zhixin had no choice but to smile bitterly.

That Feng Xingzhi sighed with emotion: "In the past, the public scraped the bones to heal the wounds quietly, but today there is a master who breaks his leg bones, which is generally powerful!" ”

He spoke, but he weighed the Zen staff in his hand and didn't move for a long time.

Wisdom and confidence are anxious and fearful, which is really a contradiction.

He was anxious to tell the Feng Xing to fight faster, and quickly put this matter over, and asked people to inform the monk Lu Si and ask them to choose another monk to go, I was afraid that when I saw the Zen staff at this time, he felt that the copper head wrapped in gold on the top of the staff was shiny, which made his eyes hurt and panic, and he just wanted to fight slowly, so that he could eat the unbearable pain later.

Feng Xingzhi said a few nonsense words before he spat on his palm, rubbed his hands, and then grabbed the Zen staff and held it high.

The great monk Zhixin didn't even dare to open his eyes, and quickly turned his head to the side.

I only heard the sound of the "whew" of the utensils breaking through the air, followed by a sharp pain in the right leg, and the great monk Zhixin "ah" a muffled scream, and immediately cried out.

In an instant, his snot and tears flowed out at the same time, and the middle of the person was sticky, and his face was distorted with pain, looking hideous and terrifying.

After holding back that breath, Zhixin finally relieved, only to feel that his brain seemed to spin in the sky.

He wiped his face with his sleeve, trembled his lips, and didn't dare to reach out to touch it, so he asked in a trembling voice, "But it's broken?" ”

Feng Xingzhi put the Zen staff beside him, squatted down and pulled off Zhixin's monk's pants, and before he could take a closer look, he could already hear a burst of human voices outside.

- Someone was talking to the two novices who were guarding the door.

The voice here was very quiet, and only someone could be heard: "The great monk of Zhixin is here?" I was in the Guangxin army, and I was ordered by Chen Jiedu to take over the master. ”

Zhixin's face changed immediately, and he secretly screamed in his heart.

Feng Xingzhi was so frightened that he picked up the Zen staff at his feet and threw it away, and then the Zen staff was taken off, and the temple door was forcibly pushed open, and four or five sergeants walked in.

In the main hall, Zhixin monk's pants were half-faded on his calves, his face was full of snot and tears, and the look of fear had not yet subsided, while Feng Xingzhi was standing aside, with a nervous face.

The door was closed, there were only two people inside, Zhixin was still so disheveled, seeing this scene, no one could help but think about it.

Wei Qi, who had just snatched this errand from others so easily, had already strode into the door, shouting at Feng Xingzhi: "Who is the thief? How dare you do that?! ”

As he spoke, he pointed the military stick in his hand at Feng Xingzhi, and stepped forward to take it down.

Feng Xingzhi was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "Master Jun, what has the villain never done!" ”

He panicked, pointed to the Zen staff in the distance next to him, and shouted, "It's the master!" It was the master who accidentally tripped over this Zen staff, and his knees were knocked on top of him, Xiao ...... The little monk is helping the master to see the injury! ”

Zhixin had to reluctantly respond: "That's true, the poor monk got the news from the Sanglu Division, and he was anxious for a while, and walked faster, and before he could see the road, he tripped over the Zen staff. ”

Wei Qi glanced at the companions next to him, although he was still skeptical in his heart, but the great monk had spoken, and they naturally didn't say much, but involuntarily looked at the Zen staff lying a few feet away, and took a few steps forward to see the injury between Zhixin's legs.

The great monk Zhixin had the heart to lift the monk's pants quickly, but his knees had been swollen by Fang Cai's beating, and it was a pain in his heart when he moved.

In a hurry, Wei Qi was already getting closer.

Although he is not very old, but the time with Wang Miyuan is not short, he has been in battle many times, and he has suffered a lot of injuries, when he saw Zhixin's white thighs and half-swollen knees, he touched and pinched twice, and then breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "Master don't worry, it doesn't matter, it will be fine after a few days, and it won't hurt the bones!" ”

Zhixin was about to cry out in pain when he was pinched twice, and when he heard the sentence "didn't hurt his bones", he almost passed out.

Wei Qi already smiled and said: "Fortunately, we came in time, a few of us have a lot of strength, ask someone to find a lifting frame and carry the master back!" It just so happened that the saint ordered a few imperial doctors to accompany him, so that he could help the master take care of the injury! ”

He sighed again: "It's still Gu Gouyuan who thinks thoughtfully, and I'm worried that I will leave early tomorrow, and Master Zhixin has a lot of bags and can't bring it, so I asked us to come and pick it up, so I just caught up." ”

Zhixin listened to it and wanted to cry without tears.

Feng Xingzhi wanted to speak, but was assigned to find a lifter, leaving Zhixin alone on the ground.

The soldiers who came were all strong, and soon, Zhixin was placed on the lifting frame.

Wei Qi was astute, looked left and right, and saw an innocent Zen staff lying at his feet, bent down and picked it up, put it next to Zhixin, and said: "It's just right, this Zen staff is good for the master to support, so as not to stand unstable for the past two days." ”

An hour later, Zhixin, whose heart was like ashes, limped into the gate of the barracks outside the city with the Zen staff in his hand.