When Gong Jichang heard that Master Yuankong had no connection with the Red Lotus Sect, he was very surprised by his change: "Master, when did you change your ways?" ”

"General, since Jing Dapeng was steamed and roasted by your copper tank, he has devoted himself to the Buddha, Amitabha." Yuankong monk responded.

"That's good."

Gong Jichang walked into the Daxiong Treasure Hall: "How many monks are there in Hualong Temple today?" ”

"Big and small, there are about fifty people in total." Monk Yuankong replied.

"Oh, does Master Yuankong still have dealings with those female pilgrims?" Gong Jichang quipped.

"General, why do you embarrass the old man by asking like this?" Master Yuankong scratched, and a trace of uneasiness passed over his face.

"Master, General Ben sees that your six roots are not exhausted, and it is better to be vulgar." Gong Jichang said with a smile.

Master Yuankong clasped his palms together and stood in front of his chest: "Amitabha, sin and sin." The old man is almost fifty years old, and he still has nowhere to return, so it is better to spend his life with a lonely lamp. ”

"The master is a person who has realized a great understanding...... Gong Jichang bowed three times in front of Maitreya Bodhisattva: "Master, this general asks for a hexagram, is it okay?" ”

"General, please." Master Yuankong took out the horn hexagram and held it in his hand.

"I have no relationship with the eldest princess, and today the eldest princess will say goodbye, but I will meet again?" Gong Jichang asked.

Master Yuankong played a combination of hexagrams in a row, all of which were yin hexagrams, and he couldn't help but be shocked: "The pure yin hexagram is fierce, and there is no savior in everything, if you are still strong at this time, the catastrophe is now ......."

"Master, what does the hexagram mean?" Gong Jichang asked.

"Heaven must not be divulged. The Yiren have already left, and if they want to start everything, the old man advised the general to go home. After Master Yuankong finished speaking, he meditated cross-legged in front of the Bodhisattva.

"Master, will I still be able to reunite with the eldest princess......" Gong Jichang wanted to ask something.

"General, the old man has made it very clear, cherish the people in front of you, and don't let the people who care about you worry." Master Yuankong knocked on the wooden fish with one hand and pinched the Buddha beads with the other.

"Master, can you make it clear?" Gong Jichang said with slanted eyes.

"What everyone sees and encounters has been arranged in advance, and everything is fate. Fate originates and dies, fate gathers and disperses, everything is providential. Master Yuankong answered the question.

"Damn, what's the matter with you master, don't you know how to speak in the Red Dust World?" Gong Jichang scolded.

"General, the old man has seen through the red dust and is insulated from the red dust, and there are some mysteries that cannot be broken." Master Yuankong continued to beat the wooden fish, chanting the scriptures without intention. Reading and reading, I actually recited the full text of "Hairpin Phoenix" by Lu You, a great patriotic poet in the Southern Song Dynasty-

Red crisp hands, yellow vine wine, the city is full of spring palace wall willows. The east wind is evil, and the joy is thin. A few years of sorrow, a few years away...... Mo, Mo, Mo!

"Master, are you crazy?" Gong Jichang shouted.

"General, I'm not crazy. Lao Qu likes Lu Fangweng's words very much, it is too poignant, too sensational, tear-jerking, every time I read this poem, Lao Qu remembers the one in the distance......" The corners of Master Yuankong's mouth twitched a few times, and a hot tear fell on the floor.

"Master, General Ben knows that you are obsessed with your wife in Jingzhi County......" Gong Jichang also sat down on the futon.

"No, no. Tao is not Lao G's first love, Lao Gon got along with a young lady from a large family in this village for a few years before the age of twenty, how can he not be a bad family, and there is a sorrow in the air...... "Master Yuankong replied.

"Didn't that young lady marry you?" Gong Jichang asked.

"Nope...... General, Lao Qu's original family background was also good, and he studied hard for ten years, and he was also obsessed with the science field. That young lady and I are married to the baby relatives, how can my father have a lawsuit in business, the family is in the middle of the road, and the eldest brother has occupied the family wealth......" Master Yuankong closed his eyes tightly, unwilling to say any further.

"Master, where is your first love now?"

"She conceived my flesh and blood...... I went to her window on a moonlit night and waited for most of the night, and then the young lady hung a sheet from the window, and all her hair was cut off by her family...... I didn't care, so I took her and prepared to fly away, but I didn't know that she was still discovered by her parents......"

"What happened?" Gong Jichang broke the casserole and asked to the end.

"What else? Soak the pig cage. Master Yuankong's tone was very helpless.

In a patriarchal society, women's fidelity is highly valued. If a woman is found to be in an improper relationship with another man, or if a woman is cheating with another man outside behind her husband's back, she can report it to the village or other grassroots elders, or to a very prestigious elder, and once it is confirmed, the man will be beaten to death with a stick, and the woman will be thrown into a pig coop and thrown into the river to drown.

Immersion in pig cages is also applicable to those young women who are not married, punishing unmarried women who are pregnant or committing adultery before marriage, putting people in pig cages, immersing them in river water, and repeating them until they drown, which is a very cruel and inhumane feudal practice.

"Huh? Dip the pig cage, then why didn't you get soaked together? Gong Jichang asked.

Master Yuankong thought for a moment and continued: "Miss was drowned alive, and I was beaten to death by Miss's people and thrown into the river. Maybe it was because I didn't have to die, but the monk who passed by and my later master rescued me from the river, and since then I have become a monk and isolated from the red dust...... It's just that I pity my unborn daughter-in-law and unborn child......"

After speaking, Master Yuankong was already in tears. Hehe, it turns out that the abbot of Hualong Temple still has such an unforgettable tragic past, I can't see it.

"Master, how did you hook up with Dow?" Gong Jichang really doesn't open any pot.

"Don't you know? And asked the old man what he was doing? Master Yuankong lifted his sleeves and wiped his tears.

"If I knew, I wouldn't ask...... Since the master is reluctant to say it, I will not force it. Gong Jichang got up from the ground, "Farewell-"

"General, it's almost time for lunch, why don't you stay and have a meal before leaving?" Master Yuankong retained Gong Jichang.

"I'm sorry I can't get used to eating fasting. Gong appreciated. After Gong Jichang finished speaking, he walked out of the Buddhist hall.

"General, please stay." Yuankong also stood up.

"Master, what do you have to say?" Gong Jichang looked back.

"The old man sees that the general's Yintang is black, please be careful in the days to come, especially when killing the enemy on the battlefield." Yuankong told Gong Jichang, and he took out a peace charm from his arms and handed it to Gong Jichang, "This charm can turn evil into good fortune." ”

"Thank you, Master, for the reminder." Gong Jichang took the peace charm and hugged his fists to thank Master Yuankong.

Out of Hualong Temple, Gong Jichang rode a war horse to Xuanfeng Tower, where there was a friend Lu Zanchen's Weixi River Fish Restaurant, just hungry, I had to go there for a meal. Walking on the bluestone pavement, everything is so familiar.

If Jing Zhigang hadn't died, how comfortable it would have been to brag to him. Unfortunately, he's gone. The courtyard of the Jing family has become the Huang family, and Hei Dashuai is not at home, so it is okay to go to his house to eat.

Walking and walking, I came to a teahouse, and the handsome black mother-in-law Tao Dongjiao walked out from there, wearing a cheongsam with a high slit, and her snow-white thighs were exposed, not old at all, and she was in her forties.

This girl, the black handsome Huang Qinggong is not at home, and she still continues to fool around in the mahjong parlor, but the number of times she comes is significantly less than before.

Tao Dongjiao's eyes were bright, and she saw Gong Jichang from afar, she shook the fan, twisted her waist and came over, and said with a smile: "Oh, General Gong, what kind of wind blew you here?" ”

"Sister-in-law-" Gong Jichang opened his mouth and praised Tao Dongjiao, "You are still the same as back then, with excellent demeanor, no wonder Hei Dashuai didn't want to return to the team as soon as he came back." ”

"Look where you go, I'm almost a five-year-old woman, a yellow......-faced woman," Tao Dongjiao smiled, "General, didn't my family's black marshal come back with you?" ”

"I'm back." Gong Jichang replied.

"How many days have you been back?" Tao Dongjiao's plump breasts fell together, and the cheongsam wrapped her figure tightly.

"It's been four or five days."

"Why didn't you tell the old lady?"

"Our team has something to do, so we didn't let Hei Dashuai come back in time to reunite with you."

"Oh, I see." Tao Dongjiao nodded slightly, "Then the general came to Wuyou City alone today, did he want to see Xiao Taohong?" ”

"No......" Gong Jichang got off the horse.

"General, don't be nervous, man, it's not a bad thing to have a good friend outside." Tao Dongjiao snorted haha.

"Sister-in-law, I'm depressed to death......" Gong Jichang frowned.

"What's going on?" Tao Dongjiao took two more steps forward and stood side by side with Gong Jichangqi, the cheongsam almost close to his body.

"It's a long story." Gong Jichang didn't want to tell others on the street that the family was long and the family was short.

"Brother, if there is anything to worry about, you and your sister-in-law will talk about it, and it will be more comfortable to say it." Tao Dongjiao propped up the oiled paper fan, "Today's sun is too big......"

Gong Jichang has always maintained a high degree of vigilance against the half-old Tao Dongjiao, because she is a veteran of the love scene of three men: "Don't say it." ”

"Brother Jichang, you haven't eaten yet, have you?" Tao Dongjiao asked enthusiastically.

"Nope."

"Then go to my house and sit down, sister-in-law, I'll give you a few less dishes, how about it?"

"No, I'll just go to any restaurant to eat."

"Hey, you are the boss of my family's black handsome, you should go to my house for a meal and a drink."

Gong Jichang rubbed his hands and politely declined Tao Dongjiao's kindness: "Hei Dashuai is not at home, it doesn't seem to be convenient, right?" ”

Tao Dongjiao's peach blossom eyes wandered on Gong Jichang's body: "There is nothing convenient or inconvenient, are you afraid that your sister-in-law will eat you alive?" ”

Dow's body is full, moist, and attractive, if it weren't for acquaintances, I really thought she was only a little over thirty years old!

Gong Jichang pondered, you Tao Dongjiao, you dare to fight the idea of this general?