Chapter 14: Peng Yingyu, the Anti-Bone Monk (Seeking Investment)

Chen Sijiu slowly woke up.

He felt like he was about to fall apart, the whole person was like a boat in the waves, rippling with the waves, he slowly opened his eyes, and found himself in an ox cart, the smell of cow dung was terrible, but what was even more unpleasant was a foul smell around him, he turned his head to look around, and it was a corpse that had rotted and smelled, flies flying and wriggling with maggots, gray eyes, and flies fluttering around in his mouth with his mouth open.

"Are you awake?"

A dirty little novice grinned at him, he looked very old, his lips were all dry purple skin, he raised the ill-fitting boots under his feet and said, "I borrowed your boots to wear them." ”

Chen Sijiu frowned and covered his mouth and nose, trying to get up from the ox cart, but found that he only had a pair of calf pants on his body, his clothes were all stripped clean, and the wound on his right arm had been treated, but it was still swollen.

He was lying on an ox cart that was pulling corpses.

There were at least three corpses lying beside him, all of them in ragged clothes, two of them without pants, and the corpses had already stinking and flowing black water, so they were thrown on the board of the ox cart, and the corpses did not even have a mat.

"Don't look at it, if you walk another ten miles, these corpses can be sold to the great monks in the temple and taken to the fields, my master said, the man's corpses are the fattest, and the millets can bear more."

Although his heart was like a rock, Chen Sijiu still couldn't help retching.

His body shook up and down a few times like a lobster, and he spat out some saliva, and he slowly raised his head and looked left and right.

This seems to be a very large caravan, walking on the official road of the Gobi in the grassland, looking at the direction, it is going to Dayuan.

"Ahem."

Chen Sijiu felt that his body was a little cold, he frowned, if it was according to the third master, he should be sick and cold, so it was easy to catch a cold.

However, there was no shirt around.

His horns and giant bow, Mo knife, as well as coils, discs, and clothes, were all taken away.

Chen Sijiu didn't dislike it, and peeled off the clothes of the cleaner corpse on the three corpses around him, although there were a few holes and dirty, but he could barely make his body feel a trace of warmth, and the little novice looked at him in surprise and said: "I heard the great monk say that if you are poisoned, even if you don't die, you have to lie down for three or five days." ”

Chen Sijiu asked, "What's your name?" ”

The little novice smiled and showed his mouth with missing front teeth, and said proudly: "My name is Peng Yingyu." ”

The corners of Chen Sijiu's mouth hooked: "It's a good name." ”

"That's it!"

"This name was taken by my master, and it was originally a novice from Cihua Temple in Jiangxi."

"The master said that I will be a sparkling jade in the future!"

"Oh? Then why is it in the north of the desert. ”

The little novice Peng Yingyu's face darkened, and she muttered: "The south has suffered a disaster, and the temple can't eat enough, so the master took our southern monks to the north to join the rich Buddha master. ”

The north and south of the Great Yuan have been plagued by disasters for many years, and the tooth industry is very rampant.

Renyazi went around arresting people and slaves, and sold them to rich Semu people, Mongols, and Han Chinese landlords.

Among them, the most rampant collusion with human teeth is naturally beggars, beggars are hereditary in Dayuan, and when they encounter this kind of famine, they will specifically catch other people's children, strip their clothes and wrap them in sheepskin to pretend to be lambs to sell, or cut off their hands and feet and wrap them in snake skin to pretend to be pythons, and there are also people who wear monkey skins and pretend to be monkey jugglers, called to make animals.

The beggars are crippled.

So many of the kidnapped children are broken hands and feet, like Peng Yingyu, who can be sold to rich and rich people, there is still a way to live, and the children who are called by the beggar to stay with Huazi and beg are the most pitiful.

Listening to Peng Yingyu's words, these days in the south are really not easy, sometimes, when it rains in the white drizzle, the common people call it the Bodhisattva line, and they will kill all the crops at once.

There are also land oxen turned over, first drought, then great floods, and they come year after year.

He was originally the son of a tenant around the temple who farmed land for the monks in the temple, and was a disciple of the temple master when he was a child, and he became a monk at the age of ten, and now he is only twelve years old, but malnutrition causes him to look thin and small, at most seven or eight years old.

Chen Sijiu looked around.

The caravan numbered about a thousand men, with some larger ox carts and wagons in front of it, and in the middle were ox carts and mule carts carrying goods, and they were in the middle, and behind them......

There were probably hundreds of expelled slaves.

They were all disheveled and disheveled, men and women.

The hands and feet were bound with hemp rope, and the hands were also tied with hemp rope, the eyes were blank, the lips were cracked and white, and they were walking corpses, slowly moving forward, most of the men were in good health, and the women were either a little beautiful, or the body was stocky and the kind that could work.

Compared to them, I seem to be better.

Anyway, I have an ox cart that pulls corpses to sit on.

"Dayuan Mongols, aren't they buried in the sky, why aren't these corpses buried?"

Chen Sijiu asked.

Peng Yingyuqi, a little novice, said: "These are all expulsions, not people. ”

Slaves were in the Great Yuan Dynasty and were not counted as human beings......

"You're lucky, the old man said that you are strong, and you seem to know a little martial arts, so let you sit on the ox cart that pulls the corpses, these corpses are all good fertilizer, and the color eyes return to their favorites, they eat that kind of millet seeds, they have to use the corpses to fatten and grow fast, and the mastiffs raised by the Mongolian lords also have to eat human flesh."

"Have you ever seen a mastiff that has eaten human flesh? It's fierce, and its eyes are red. ”

The little novice Peng Yingying said about the dog, swallowing some saliva, he said with difficulty: "Before, the master had a mastiff that choked to death after eating human flesh, and the master didn't eat it, so our subordinates boiled the dog and ate it, and the meat was fragrant." ”

Chen Sijiu was silent.

If this Great Yuan does not die, who will die?

It's a pity that I'm just a mud bodhisattva now, and I can't protect myself.

He took a deep breath, rubbed his arm again, and asked, "Who is the master of this caravan?" ”

Peng Yingyu shook her head and said: "I don't know, the main family is a woman, surnamed Long, called Long Ruijiao, but she herself claims to be called Long Jiao, it is said that she is the one of Dayuan, a descendant of the Golden Family, anyway, her status is very respectful, I see that many Mongolian lords of Dayuan have to salute her." ”

"Oh."

Chen Sijiu sighed, and the Mongolian young woman wearing a Mongolian forehead ornament came to mind, and the Han'erduo tent she broke into seemed to be hers.

"What's going on in the South now?"

Chen Sijiu asked again.

Peng Yingyu shook her head slowly: "When I was ten years old, I entered the temple as a monk, just because I couldn't open the pot at home, and now not only Jiangxi, but also the whole south can't eat enough, and the monks and landlords of Ciyun Temple have starved to death several times. ”

He scratched his crotch as he spoke, and smiled at Chen Sijiu: "You're lucky." ”

"The new emperor of Dayuan here is about to ascend the throne, and a ceremony will be held in Shangdu, and the drive to Dadu can be wiped out, and you can have a full meal."

Saying that, Peng Yingyu showed her toothless mouth, looked at Chen Sijiu's lower body with some envy and said, "Do you have an aunt?" ”

Chen Sijiu shook his head.

Peng Yingyu said: "I heard the master say that a man with many mothers-in-law and aunts will not have lice in the crotch of his pants, is this really the case?" ”

"Your bird is quite big, and the eldest lord said that he wanted to castrate you as a eunuch and give it to the Mongolian lord in Dadu."

Chen Sijiu was dumbfounded.

He began to meditate for a while, and although he was very dehydrated, his face gradually became rosy.

Peng Yingyu kept looking curiously.

When Chen Sijiu finished meditating and flirting, he looked left and right, and said in a low voice, "What kind of place is this?" ”

Peng Yingyu said: "I heard that I am about to arrive at Naoeryi, and I don't know how long it will take to get to Dadu, but there are quite a lot of caravans and dart games in the past." ”

Chen Sijiu looked around.

This official road, said to be an official road, is actually a desert road milled out by people on the grassland Gobi, there are postmen carrying burdens, there are post people riding horses, there are also military households riding horses, wearing robes and hats, and the lower body is a towing military household, as well as Shanxi Han merchants who carry goods to and fro, and there are also beggars who are in tatters and leading dogs to slowly move forward.

The new emperor of Dayuan was going to ascend the throne in Shangdu, and these people rushed to Shangdu.

Chen Sijiu frowned.

Although Dayuan is the summer capital and the winter capital, the emperor called the iron pot, shouldn't he ascend the throne in the capital of Beiping?

Peng Yingyu thought he wanted to escape, and said, "Do you want to escape?" Let me tell you, don't think about it, this is a hundred miles away, only the post station has water, there are wolves on the grassland, and the man who specializes in eating and walking at night, although you are strong, you can't beat so many wolves, right? ”

Chen Sijiu shook his head.

"Shangdu Kaiping also has Jixian Academy, right?"

He asked.

Peng Yingyu nodded.

"Shangdu and Dadu have Jixian Temple, there are many Western monks in that place, there are the kind of people who believe in Jingjiao, they live in the cross temple, and there are also those who believe in Tianfangjiao, and the White Lotus Society also has them, there are many monks and Taoists, and our monks are the most favored, you look at these exodus, all of them are sold to the temple in Shangdu."

Peng Yingyu seemed to be very proud that she was a monk.

Chen Sijiu glanced at this little novice Peng Yingyu, this little monk was not very old, but he had a backbone on the back of his head.

He couldn't help but be surprised, but when he thought about it, he was ......

If the Great Yuan world is going to be chaotic, it must start with monks or monks, nuns, and Taoist priests.

The monks of Dayuan are the richest, and they can openly keep slaves and raise prostitutes, especially the monks and lamas, because the Dayuan captured Dali and Sichuan, it was through the way to Tubo to bypass the past, so the monks and lamas of Qinghai and Tibet are very respected, plus the Dharma King Ba Si Pa debated the scriptures in that year, and fought against the great elders of the religions with the power of one person, and now about 50 years, the power of the Buddhist temple is unprecedentedly huge.

Dayuan directly administers Qinghai-Tibet and has a Xuanzheng Yuan.

Xuanzheng Yuan often selects Buddha head monks in various parts of Qinghai and Tibet, comes to Shangdu and Dadu to preach the scriptures, the powerful princes of Dayuan, also like the joy of Tantra Buddha, practice the method of pushing saucers, this law Tianzhu calls it yoga, Dayuan calls it Huanxi Bodhisattva double cultivation.

The secret medicine in the Taoist room helps the elixir, which is also quite popular with the powerful, monks, nuns, and Taoists, and is very prosperous.

The caravan walked a little longer, listening to the drinking horses and resting by a small sea, Chen Sijiu also got down from the ox cart, his height was a little too eye-catching, the muscles all over his body were like knives and axes, the edges and corners were clear, he knew that he was too eye-catching, he chose to squat down and hide in the side of the ox cart.

Peng Yingyu ran to the sea, first took a big sip of water, then filled a gourd with a gourd, ran over and handed it to Chen Sijiu.

Chen Sijiu thanked him and drank it.

Peng Yingyu sat beside him, looking at Chen Sijiu's sturdy body with envy, his legs were spread, and he sat down, scratched his crotch, and said, "If I have your body, I will be crowned a great monk in the temple." ”

"Why?"

Chen Sijiu asked.

"The monks in the world are the most spiritual, don't you know? The master said, I just went to the temple to ask for it, otherwise how could I beat me for being born and giving up my name in the temple. ”

Chen Sijiu was silent for a moment.

He said, "What about your master?" ”

"Dead."

Peng Yingyu rubbed his chest, rubbed out a piece of black mud, he also leaned on the wheel, looked into the distance, put the black mud rubbed off his chest under his nose and sniffed, suddenly lost that joy, gritted his teeth and said with flashing eyes: "If I learn martial arts in the future, I will definitely kill all the Mongolians who oppress the people in the world, especially the Western monks in the temple!" ”

Chen Sijiu knew in his heart that most of his master had come to the north from the southern Ciyun Temple to defect to the rich Buddha head in the north, and was killed.

I don't know what to say.

Peng Yingyu secretly folded a soybean-sized, blackened and bloodshot piece of silver from her belt, and handed it to Chen Sijiu: "The old man said that you know words, can you help me write a letter on my behalf?" ”

"The silver is clean, and a chapel gave me the money before he died, and begged me to bury it, so that the body would not be taken to the fields of the capital and fed to the dogs."

"I took advantage of the night to throw his body on the grassland, most of them were eaten by wolves and vultures, he was so lucky, I heard from the monk that people who were eaten by eagles and wolves can go to heaven."

"I don't know if I can go back to Jiangxi alive, while this bit of silver hasn't been robbed, you can help me."

Peng Yingyu's face is not big, dark, and his lips are chapped, but his eyes are very sincere.