CHAPTER XXIX

Burn Shaolin Temple

"You don't pay? Do you know what kind of sin this is? In the big tent, Gu Beijing's face was gloomy, staring at the middle-aged monk standing in the center of the big tent, as if he wanted to imprint his face in his mind. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"My lord laughed, there is no treasure map in our temple at all, so naturally I can't hand it over." The middle-aged monk's answer was neither humble nor arrogant, in comparison, Gu Beijing seemed to be a big villain.

Gu Beijing laughed angrily and shouted, "Good, good, good." The best Zen master is really a kind. I just don't know if Shaolin breaks the temple in the future, and the old thief of Zhishan will have the face to see Bodhidharma under the nine springs. ”

"If that's the case, this is also a catastrophe that my Shaolin should have, hide, and you can hide it?" The middle-aged monk's face did not change, and he didn't seem to care about such a threat, but this attitude made Gu Beijing even more angry.

"Good, good, good. The great monk is in a good mood. But I want to see if the great monk can be like this forever. ”

"Believe it or not, the truth is there. The poor monk retired. The middle-aged monk said the Buddha's name, turned around and walked out of the big tent without looking back, leaving only Gu Beijing, the eight-armed Arhat and Luo Qianzong looking at each other.

Luo Qian saw that the atmosphere in the tent was not right, and hurriedly spoke: "Arrogant, it's really arrogant." If such thieves are not severely punished, where is the majesty of the adults? The lower official is willing to be the vanguard, and immediately go out to beg for the dog head of the best old thief to vent his anger for the adult. "A fat face tries to show righteous indignation, but it makes people feel extremely funny.

Seeing that Luo Qian had already expressed his position, the eight-armed Arhat was not to be outdone: "The villain is also willing to accompany the army to capture and kill the best, so that their bald donkey, who despises adults, will know the laws of the court." ”

"Out now? Luo Qian always thinks that the eyesight of these people under you is better than those demon monks who are full of brains? Gu Beijing's face became more and more unkind, and Luo Qian's head continued to flow cold sweat.

Indeed, the treatment of the green battalion soldiers is really not high, and the monthly salary is quite meager, and even the subsistence is sometimes insufficient, so naturally it is basically night blindness. The treatment of Shaolin monks can be hundreds of times stronger than that of the green battalion soldiers, the vast majority of the owners of the land in Shaolin Mountain and even Dengfeng County are Shaolin Temple, and those tenants have to rely on Shaolin Temple to live, and because the land is a temple property, there is no need to pay taxes to the imperial court at all, and the annual rent paid to Shaolin is not to say anything else, at least there is no problem at all for the Shaolin monks to eat enough. These two are contrasted...... It's just miserable.

"Mr. Luo Qian, mobilize all your subordinates for me, whether they are hand-to-hand soldiers or shotgunslingers, give me to cut down trees in the nearby woods, and take care of all the fire oil I got from Dengfeng County. Tomorrow, I will burn down the Shaolin Temple. Gu Beijing's face was hideous, and it looked even more weird against the backdrop of the firelight.

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"Everybody listen to me. I know that you are all from Henan, and your family is not rich. But if there is another way out, who will be this green battalion soldier? But now, your chance to make a fortune has come. Today, you're going to do the next big thing that will make a name for yourself. Whoever is here now, as long as they are here, each person will be rewarded with a tael of silver. But if you are willing to be a striker (that is, a death squad), you will be rewarded with ten taels of silver. ”

The next day it was still early, and the sky was only slightly white, so Luo Qian took a few Goshha (Manchu soldiers) to shout loudly among the green battalion soldiers who were having breakfast.

Originally, the green battalion soldiers were indifferent at all, but after hearing the words fortune, silver, and ten taels, the originally low morale suddenly rose. Ten taels of silver is nothing to those officials and wealthy businessmen, but for a big soldier like them, it is really a wealth that cannot be underestimated.

Seeing that most of the green battalion soldiers who had passed on weekdays were in high spirits, Luo Qian hurriedly threw out another bombshell: "Lord Gu said, no matter who it is, as long as he kills the Shaolin abbot and the best old thief, the reward will be one hundred taels and cash it out immediately." ”

The news was like pouring a scoop of water into a pot of hot oil, and the entire camp was completely detonated.

Under the leadership of Gu Beijing and Luo Qianzong, the 2,000 Henan Green Battalion soldiers whose morale had burned to the peak plus dozens of officials temporarily mobilized from Dengfeng County were arrested together, carrying logs and fire oil in a high-spirited manner, and walked towards Shaolin Temple.

Several monks guarding the mountain gate were stunned, almost unable to move, and one wanted to flee back to report the news, but was knocked to the ground by Gu Beijing with a shot. The remaining monks woke up from a dream and tried to escape, but they were beaten into a sieve by dozens of shotgunners with lead bullets.

The sound of gunfire spread throughout most of the Shaolin Temple, and the best Zen master sighed lightly, what should come, after all, still come. Can't hide.

"Senior Brother Abbot, what should we do? The army of the imperial court has already come to the door. Not long after, several old monks with white hair poured into the meditation room of the Supreme Zen Master.

"Senior brothers, are you afraid?" The gaze of the Supreme Zen Master calmly swept over several juniors and disciples, and finally fixed on a willow tree outside the window.

An old monk stroked his snow-white beard and muttered: "I can see the Buddha today and ascend to Bliss forever, and the little monk is very pleased." Just ......"

Another old monk said: "If I wait for such a long age, I won't have a few days to live." But what about those disciples? What about the inheritance of this temple? ”

"yes, yes." "It's time to make a quick decision." Several other old monks also spoke.

"There is still Putian, and the Shaolin inheritance will not be broken." The Supreme Zen Master smiled, looking extremely peaceful: "If you can ascend to Bliss forever, it will be a blessing to face the Buddha." It's just that I don't have the shame to see Huineng Patriarch again. ”

"Senior brother...... Several old monks had red eyes and forced them to hold back tears, but one of them couldn't help it anymore and choked in a low voice.

"Don't worry about those classics in the Scripture Pavilion. Nearly 10,000 volumes of scriptures, where did you take them? Go and choose two or three of your disciples who can accomplish great things, and send them out through the back door. The five children with maps tattooed on their backs sent them through the secret passage and told them to go to Hong Xiguan. ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, when has our Shaolin Temple ever been so aggrieved? In the past hundreds of years, how have people ever made people hit the mountain gate? The majesty of Patriarch Bodhidharma has almost lost all of our unscrupulous juniors. ”

"Today, let's let those dog Tartars see our Shaolin skills."

Speaking of this, the supreme Zen master must be open, and several old monks have a pang in their hearts, and they all whispered: "Nan Wu Master Shakyamuni Buddha." Follow the instructions of the abbot. ”

"Come on, come on. Let me give you a taste, my Shaolin Temple's Arhat Array. ”