The trail down the mountain is open.

The good news is that it is possible to open and go down the mountain to rob.

The bad news is that when you go down the mountain, you are likely to be directly suppressed by the fast officials of Fufeng Mansion City.

According to the results of Bai Jianxi and Han Jiulang taking advantage of the night to inspect the mountain last night, the number of fishing speeds under the mountain has increased significantly.

It's a terrible situation!

Not only is it difficult for everyone to go down the mountain to rob the road, but the catchers are also very likely to take the initiative to go up the mountain to encircle and suppress!

Half an hour later, in the middle of the dinner table, he was dipped in rice soup with chopsticks by Bai Jian, drew a crooked "ghost drawing" map, and said with a big brain:

"What if we dodge this road, detour to other peaks, and go down the mountain to rob without us knowing?"

"It's not right, it's not right, it's yo-yo." Huang Dagui knocked on the bowl, his face was inexplicably arrogant, "The detour must at least pass through the Shuiyue Nunnery or the Autumn Palace Pavilion, they will definitely not let us pass, even if we are lucky, we will have to go around a hundred miles of his mother, the mountain road is difficult, and they have become soft-footed rabbits, how can we have the strength to rob." ”

"What the three masters said is reasonable, we can't get through other places, otherwise we would have gone early." Han Jiulang's little face turned into a mess, "I miss the days of robbery, I planted this tree, and I ......opened this road."

The three of them were used to robbing, and they were itching all over after resting for a while.

"Knowing the robbery, shouldn't we think about how to survive?"

Han Qiniang took a bite of cabbage, puffed out her red cherry lips and chewed, which was quite attractive: "Don't mention the official mansion, there has been no news from the Tiger Village in the past few days, and it is very likely that it has arrived nearby, ready to sneak attack us!"

"Why are you so sure that the Tiger Village will destroy us? Now that the situation under the mountain is not right, do they have no scruples? ”

Sindra raised her own questions.

Cui Ying'er wiped the corners of her mouth and sneered: "I Fulongzhai is the way of the sky, and I am doing righteousness in the rivers and lakes, only robbing corrupt officials and unscrupulous profiteers, and Menghu Village is good, but if there are pedestrians passing by, they will definitely kill people and rob goods."

The old boss is not used to it, and often goes to beat each other, the big boss of the Tiger Village 'ghost blood knife' Sun Wu was hung up by the old boss and beaten many times, Sun Wu is a lord who will repay the eyes, and has always held a grudge, the old master goes, how can he not be angry with us?

If the government is allowed to kill us first, how can he swallow that breath? ”

In the "memory", my grandfather did only rob corrupt officials and profiteers, and when he encountered poor people, he didn't take a penny and let them go directly, which is also the direct reason for the poverty of Fulongzhai, after all, how many profiteers and corrupt officials in the world happened to take this road?

"So, now we not only can't go down the mountain to rob, but we are not facing the question of whether the government and the Tiger Village will fight or not, but who will fight first?"

Xin Zhuo concluded.

Robbery=0.

Against the Tiger Village = 6 people vs 800 people.

Against Shangguanfu = 6 people vs endless.

What a terrible experience.

"That's right!"

The white-tipped lady smiled and also put forward her own opinion: "So is it possible that when the Tiger Village came, it happened to meet the officers and soldiers, and the two groups of people ate the dog?" I think it's very likely! No one knows them better than I do. ”

"It's possible, but we can't have illusions."

Cui Ying'er said: "The official food eaten by those officers and soldiers, the extra money depends on merit, maybe they encounter the Tiger Village, but they are also blocking it, first take us to open the knife, and then make a meritorious service, you must know that those minions of the Hungry Wolf Village went down the mountain last night, and just hit the catcher, our reality is real, and you will know when you ask."

In addition, fortunately, Shuiyue Nunnery and Qiugong Pavilion didn't come to pick thorns, otherwise we would really be exhausted! ”

The thieves looked at each other, as if they had gone back to a few days ago.

After destroying the hungry wolf village, it seems that something has changed, but it doesn't seem to have changed.

Huang Dagui, who was suffocating in his chest, roared: "Go to the capital, cut off the emperor's bird's head, rob the emperor's bird's seat, and give it to the big boss!"

As we all know, the three masters want to cut off the emperor's bird's head, which is just a way to vent, but Xin Zhuo is very enjoyable to listen to.

It's a pity that the emperor is too far away, and the capture of a county can wipe out his own side.

"Good ambition! Everyone in charge of Fulong Village is really ambitious! ”

Suddenly there was a coquettish rebuke outside, the sound was like a trickle of water, refreshing, obviously with a bit of sarcasm, but it didn't sound annoying.

The thieves glanced at each other and walked out of the righteous hall together.

Outside the cottage, in the maple forest, among the fallen leaves, there are two nuns.

The moon-white monk's robe hunted in the autumn wind, the figure is slender, they are all in their twenties, Xu is a perennial fasting and chanting Buddha, the mentality is peaceful and indisputable, all the face is like snow, the expression is soft.

Especially the first one, slender and ladylike, with willow leaves and curved eyebrows, a pair of beautiful eyes like autumn water silhouettes, with a bit of intoxicating charm in the fog.

A nun in the back, Xin Zhuo knew, the big-breasted nun Huixin who had been defeated under him.

The previous face was born, but a sentence inexplicably appeared in Xin Zhuo's mind: Why is she a monk?

"Just now, the second boss also said that Shuiyuean didn't come to pick thorns, so here it is! It's so annoying,. ”

White Tip cursed in a small voice.

Han Qiniang and the others also looked at each other coldly, the house leak happened to rain overnight, and the nuns of Shuiyue Nunnery really came.

According to his temperament, he just waved a knife and cut it, but the old master often taught everyone to treat monks gently, not to be reasonable.

"Who are you, little nun? What are you doing here? ”

Huang Dagui didn't have so many worries, and with a wave of the Pu knife in his hand, he cut off the freshly sprouted potato green leaves of the white-tipped fine seeds, "See the knife in my hand?" ”

"Poor Ni Hui Rulan, Shuiyue Nunnery Wutang Ni, the knife in the donor's hand is indeed sharp, if you kill the poor Ni, you can let go of the anger in your heart, why do you pity this stinky skin?"

At first, Meini put her palms together and recited the Buddha's name, and her lips opened lightly, which was pleasing to the eye.

"That's what you said!"

Huang Dagui stepped forward with a knife, looked at the other party's awe-inspiring posture and fearlessness in his beautiful eyes, and then turned back numbly, his face full of shame, "I feel like I can't beat her!" ”

Cui Ying'er frowned slightly, and took a step forward: "What is the little master going to do here?" Don't mention the old one! ”

Hui Rulan said: "Poor Ni heard that there was a dispute between Guizhai and Hungry Wolf Village yesterday, and he killed the Cupola Cannon and Chai Donghu?"

"So what?"

"You are all miserable people, why bother killing each other and falling into the sin, those who lose their lives are suffering, and those who kill are guilty, it is better to put down the butcher's knife and go down the mountain, the new prefect is magnanimous, and he will definitely protect his life, food and clothing."

It's this set of rhetoric again, Cui Ying'er frowned and was speechless.

True. O Madonna!

Xin Zhuo really understands the "compassion" of the Holy Mother, not to mention that it is unreasonable, it is somewhat taken for granted, the government has cut down his own people, who to reason with?

At this moment, the pride of being a Zu'an person and a keyboard warrior in his previous life jumped out, waved his hand and motioned for Cui Ying'er and a few people to enter the house, and handed it over to himself here.

Cui Ying'er and the others looked at him in surprise and obediently entered the house.

Only then did Hui Rulan face up to Xin Zhuo, this handsome young man, she seemed to have seen it once in the past, but she never looked at it more, and this time she observed carefully, she never thought that she would be so good-looking.

The body is long, the face is like a crown of jade, the lips are painted with vermilion, the eyes are like paint, and the face is smiling, revealing a pair of dimples.

The key is that he does not have a trace of gangsterism, the usual murderousness, vulgarity and impulsiveness of bandits.

Just like the pretty boy next door!

Why are you a thief?

She instinctively remembered the phrase.

"Who is the benefactor? What's the name? She asked softly.

"It doesn't matter who I am, it doesn't matter my name, it's just a code name, what matters is, who are you? What are you here for? ”

Xin Zhuo stood with his hands in his hands, and opened the bar with a serious expression.

What a strange statement, Hui Rulan chuckled: "Poor Ni Hui Rulan, I have just said that I am here to persuade you to let ...... go."

Xin Zhuo immediately interrupted: "In what capacity do you persuade us to put down the butcher knife, why can you let us put down the butcher knife?"

Hui Rulan was a little stunned: "Poor nuns are monks, Buddhist disciples, and they have the heart of purifying all sentient beings, and it is the responsibility of poor nuns to persuade the donor to be kind!"

"How can a Buddhist disciple persuade people to be good? Can't I be a thief? How do you know that my bandit is not doing good? My bandit can't benefit all sentient beings? ”

"The thieves did it, but they robbed the house and did illegal and unrighteous things, this is a big crime, and yesterday Guizhai killed the two masters of the hungry wolf village, which is proof!"

"Have you ever seen me rob a house in Fulong Village? The people of the hungry wolf village are full of evil and heinous crimes, we just let them put down their butcher knives and become Buddhas on the spot!

Not surprisingly, the two masters of the hungry wolf village have already atoned their sins at the feet of the Buddha in Elysium!

This is a great merit, so we not only have good in our hearts, but also great good! ”

“…… Absurd! The donor is reasonable! ”

"What is strong rhetoric? But if you think what I'm saying is wrong, you think I'm arguing!

On the contrary, can I also think that the little master is too strong?

Who dares to say that they must be right in the world? Someone else must be wrong?

You persuade me to be good, can I also persuade you to be good and give the bandits a way to live? Are you struggling with each other, is it evil or good? ”

"The ...... of the Buddha"

"Don't mention the Buddha to me, why are you a monk? You have given up human desires, you have no regard for human morality, you shave your hair easily, and you are not filial to your parents, is the Buddha right?

Like why am I a thief? Am I born evil? I have no livelihood, no clothes, no food, and I am living in the mountains to survive, is it right for the emperor and the government to die? ”

"I ......" Hui Rulan's face was pale and speechless, forgetting to call herself a "poor nun".

Xin Zhuo rebuked loudly: "You call yourself me? I also call myself me, what's the difference between you and me? What is the difference between a bandit and a nun?

A bandit is evil, but what is a nun?

Who is this 'me' in your mouth? Are you talking about me or ego? Do you recognize it?

Where did I come from in life, where did I die, why was I born in this world, and what does my presence mean to this world? Did the world choose me, or did I choose the world?

Is there an end to good and evil? Is there a length of time? Where do the good guys end up? Where do the wicked end up?

Where does the lost time disappear? Where does time stop in the future?

What exactly is good and what is evil? You! Enlightened? ”

"This ......"

Hui Rulan's face turned pale for a while.

"Ah...... I...... It seems to be enlightened! ”

Nun Huixin, who listened dryly for a long time behind her, her chest rose and fell, and her face was sometimes dazed and sometimes firm.