"It is said that the Governor's Mansion is the emperor's pro-army, did he come to persuade the master to participate in this matter?" Yuan Xing's words were full of worry, and he asked, "What is his old man's attitude?" ”

"Uncle Shi said that this matter is inappropriate, and the consequences of going against the will of heaven are unpredictable. And Bai Dadu was a close minister of the first emperor, and his reaction was also a little subtle. Yuan Fa just shook his head: "There are always some people in the court who understand, no matter how strong they are today, they can't ignore the opposition of the ministers, and I am afraid that there will be a dragon and tiger fight in the court in the future." With that, he sighed deeply.

"Isn't that nothing to do?" Yuan Xing muttered, he understands history, and the emperor's wish will definitely not succeed. Otherwise, how can there be more than 600 years of stability in Dayong?

As a cultivator, the stronger the aura between heaven and earth, the better, but he has been to the Great Li Dynasty, the danger of destroying the country and extinction, these words, Jin Cicada repeats them very easily, but you can experience it carefully, what kind of weight is that? In case it was true as he guessed, the so-called aura revival was accompanied by the invasion of the demon world, how long could Dayong resist? And how many innocent people will die?

After the senior brother left, Yuan Xing had no intention of reading, and went to bed early, but he couldn't sleep after tossing and turning.

"Jin Chan, did you send me here just to solve this matter?" He asked in his mind.

"At that time, there was only one world to choose from, there were no missions, and I didn't know anything." There was silence for a long time before Jin Chan gave an answer.

"If I don't do anything, will history change?" Yuan Xing asked again.

"It depends on whether you're in the game or not. However, although you are a Buddhist walker, your strength is really low, and you don't have a prominent identity, so you shouldn't be a pivotal figure. Maybe ......" Jin Chan comforted: "It's almost the same with you or without you." ”

Yuan Xing's face looked a little better, and the other party derogated him as worthless, but at this time he was not half dissatisfied, because the final result was good.

After thinking about it carefully, Jin Chan made a lot of sense, so he put down his mind for the time being, lay down again, and quickly fell asleep.

After the morning class the next day, the monks gathered together and began to discuss the matter of going to Beijing.

The senior brother is definitely going to go, the senior brother wants to get acquainted with each other, and the second senior brother Yuanchen has the idea of going to visit his mother. Naturally, the mantle disciples of the two also had to accompany them.

As for Yuanxing, Master Fuguang felt that he had been wandering outside for ten years, and he didn't need to go to Hongchen to practice anymore, so he wanted to keep him in the temple to cultivate.

But at the strong request of the new abbot, he was relieved.

"At least be a guard." That's what Senior Brother said to Master at that time.

"The turmoil in the capital is weird, anything can happen, I am bound to be very busy with my uncle, Yuanchen and the younger generation can't take care of it, you are already the top master of the rivers and lakes, and staying by your side will be less troublesome." On the way down the mountain, the senior brother secretly pulled Yuan Xing aside and whispered comfort, afraid that his previous words would hurt his junior brother's heart.

It doesn't matter if you are a guard, the guards will be guarded, and it doesn't matter if you are a thug. The trip to the capital is unpredictable, the water in it is very mixed, and if you don't see it with your own eyes, you are really a little worried.

There are six people going to Tianchan Temple at once, which is almost half of the number, including the former and current two abbots, how can you ignore them?

Therefore, except for the third uncle who stayed to watch the house, the rest of the monks came to see them off and sent them directly to the village at the foot of the mountain.

There, there was already an ox cart prepared by the disciples parked.

But just when everyone was saying goodbye, the old monk Fuguang suddenly proposed: "You might as well divide the soldiers into two ways, one bright and one dark, I think it will be safer." ”

"Makes sense." Everyone felt justified.

Fu Guang pointed to the fate of the line: "You, you are not allowed to take a boat, go on a walk." ”

"Yes. But the disciple doesn't know the way. "Yuan Xing doesn't care how to get to the capital, but the difficulties still have to be mentioned.

"Does that mouth of yours only eat?" Fuguang looked at him with a sad face, and immediately widened his eyes: "All the way to the north, it will not be wrong." ”

"The ox cart is bumpy, and if you are a few years younger, the old man will also walk. It's a pity that my body is gone, and my teeth are gone, it's really old. This is also practice, and you have to seize the opportunity. The uncle, who was helped into the ox cart, suddenly opened his mouth and sighed at Yuanxing.

Yuan Xing glanced at him resentfully, the pickled radish yesterday was dry and hard, and I didn't see you eat less?

He smacked his mouth, and he was embarrassed to say the unfortunate thing that he couldn't distinguish between east and west, north and south, so he could only nod his head in response.

Seeing that the master no longer paid attention to himself, but was talking to the abbot, he secretly dragged the senior brother aside and asked in a low voice: "Once you enter Beijing, there are no people who know that my junior brother and I are from, how can I hide my identity?" Besides, when we talk about names, won't we still be connected? ”

"It is okay to live in a simple place, the age of this temple is common in the north, and many of the world's well-known monks are the generation of the word, which is okay." Yuanfa lowered his head and thought about it before saying, "As for the few people who know your identity, we will find a way to deal with it after entering Beijing." ”

"But if you can't take a boat, I don't know when you get to the capital, will it delay your business?" Yuan Xing calculated from memory, from Wutou Mountain to Beijing there is a small 1,000 li, that is, more than 400 less than 500 kilometers, if it is modern, it may not be used for half a day, and it will be there in four or five hours. But in ancient times, when you relied on walking and had to take a detour to climb the mountain, it might take more than ten or twenty days.

"Senior brother is too worried." Yuanfa's eyes flashed, and he waved his hand and smiled: "This time, Uncle Shi will not enter Beijing directly, but will visit fellow practitioners along the road to create prestige. It's definitely not going to be fast, but a rough estimate of a month and a half is fast. Not only can you not be fast, but you must also pay attention to the speed, not too fast, how to enter Beijing one after the other. ”

The fate is clear, then there is nothing to say, so I can only walk north by myself.

However, Yuanfa suddenly tugged at his sleeve again and said, "Arrange a junior for you, the junior brother has plenty of time, and he will teach well along the way." ”

Yuan Xing was slightly stunned, then turned his face to the direction of the oxcart with the senior brother, glanced at Shanguo who was covering the old monk with a blanket, and then looked at Shanming who was standing aside and looked stupid......

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The soldiers were divided into two roads, Shanguo drove the ox cart, Yuanfa and Yuanchen took care of it from the side, and the group went to the direction of the dock first.

Yuan Xing and Shanming Xiao Shami turned into another official road.

When he walked to no one's place, Yuan Xing looked back at Shanming, who looked very excited, and couldn't help but ask: "It will be very hard to walk north, why are you so happy?" ”

"The disciple has been in the mountain for six years, and this is the first time he has gone out to walk, and the monks are not afraid of hardship. What's more...... Shanming carried his bags and wore a smile on his face: "It is also a pleasure to be able to practice with my uncle." ”

"Oh?" Yuan Xing stopped and looked at him unexpectedly: "What do you say?" ”

"The disciple can be said to have grown up listening to the stories of the senior uncle, and the story you told the senior brothers is still circulating among the disciples, and the senior brother also talked about the old story of going north to Liaodong with you when he was a novice." Shanming nodded his little head.

"What did Shanguo say?" Yuan Xing shook his head amusedly, and asked again: "Didn't he say about the things he was beaten for chanting the scriptures?" ”

"Huh? Also, is there such a thing? The smile on Shanming's face froze, and he muttered: "Senior brother only said that Uncle Shi is funny, has a wide range of friends, and has no worries about spending money along the way, not only has stories to listen to, but also candy to eat." ”

Yuan Xing was speechless, Shanguo's good-faced person must not be embarrassed to talk about his embarrassment, but when it came to eating sugar, he suddenly realized a very serious problem, he had no money, and he glanced at Shanming, and he didn't look like he had brought silver.

With a long sigh, he put down his backpack and began to rummage.

Shanming watched curiously as he took out a monk's robe with a patch from his bag, replaced the brand-new robe on his body, and carefully folded it with his robe and put it back into the bag.

"Uncle Shi, this is ......" he asked, scratching his bald head.

"Come on, Uncle Shi will teach you how to turn into a relationship later." Yuan Xing looked at the little novice in front of him with pity, silly boy, Uncle Shi will teach you today by word and deed, telling you the truth that hearing is false and seeing is believing......

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The two of them did not go north directly, but turned to the east and inquired all the way to Lijia Village.

When they arrived at the entrance of the village, the two of them took out the clay bowl they were carrying and held it in their hands, and then they were not busy turning into fate, but looking for it with their memory.

At this time, the spring ploughing has not yet begun, the weather is still cold, and it is difficult to see pedestrians on the street at noon.

Yuan Xing carefully identified and found the Wen family who had been here last year.

"Bang bang bang" knocked on the door.

"Who?" A female voice rang out.

"The poor monk is a monk passing by......" Yuan Xing said loudly, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the voice inside.

"My man is not here, and it is inconvenient to open the door, so Master should go to another house."

"Amitabha, excuse me." Yuan Xing sighed, took two steps back, and stared at the mansion, not finding anything unusual.

After thinking about it, he handed the bowl to Shanming, and after arranging his clothes, he folded his hands with a solemn expression, stood outside the door and recited a long scripture, and after a long time, he left with the little novice with a puzzled face.

After knocking on the doors of several houses and finally begging for two steamed buns, the two of them arrived at the river outside the village, found a big tree and sat down for lunch.

After finishing the meal, the two squatted together by the water to clean the tile bowl, but Shanming still couldn't hold back and asked, "The first family didn't make offerings, why did Uncle Shi still recite the scriptures of blessing?" ”

"Providence is like a furnace, and cause and effect are unpredictable. There is no need to make offerings because of the Buddha's deep affinity, and you will understand why you are doing it today. Yuan Xing just shook his head, got up and shook off the water stains in the clay bowl, and put it back in his bag.

"Let's go, there's still a long way to go to Beijing." He smiled lightly and took the lead in stepping forward.

Shanming scratched his head, seeing that he didn't mean to explain, so he could only follow quickly.

It's just that when Lijia Village was hidden in the sunlight and became almost invisible, Yuan Xing suddenly looked back again, and only after a long time did he shake his head and sigh, his face complicated.