Shen Zheng went straight to the outside of the city after leaving the oil shop, there was a small temple outside the city, and there were only three monks in the temple, an old monk, a big monk, and a small monk.

The big monk usually can't worship the Buddha and incense, basically only when he eats can see this monk, and although this small temple is small, it has not been cut off from money and food in recent years, and the three of them do not go down the mountain to turn their fate.

That Shen Zheng rode straight up the hill, jumped off the horse in front of the hill, and stepped on the steps up.

Shen Zheng climbed hundreds of steps, and finally came to the temple, without panting, after seeing the two monks in the temple who were worshipping the Buddha, he said softly.

"Roundness, is Heiichiro Oda there?"

The two monks, one old and one young, looked back and only felt that the person in front of them was raw, and it was only after Shen Zheng took off the beard on his face that the two recognized that this was their great benefactor.

Yuandu was the old monk, he got up and came to Shen Zhengcong, and folded his hands respectfully.

"Amitabha Buddha Shen Shizhu, Yuan Bei is in the back mountain of the temple at the moment, and he is practicing his sword technique."

Shen Zheng did it, the little monk made him a cup of tea, he looked at the little monk and smiled, reached out and touched his bald head.

"How's his Chinese? Can it still be heard? ”

Yuandu replied respectfully: "Master Shen, Yuan Bei has been speaking the Chinese language for decades, and the local accent is difficult to change, and he can't completely change his accent now." ”

"But the poor monk thought that if the person who spoke to him could hear that he had an accent, he would definitely not think that he was a widow."

Shen Zhengcong nodded with satisfaction after listening.

"Okay, take me there, I'm going to talk to him."

Yuandu listened to Shen Zhengcong's words but did not move.

Shen Zhengcong frowned and said with some displeasure.

"Why don't you take me with you, do you want me to go by myself?"

The roundness reached a Buddha name: "Amitabha, if Lord Shen creates and kills again, I am afraid that Lord Shen will live in pain forever and will never be able to reach the other side." ”

Shen Zhengcong glared at the old monk angrily.

"Zhang Rang, have you been a monk for a long time and forgotten what you used to do? You used to be a bandit, you kill people without blinking, how many lives have died under your men is not fifty, how can you have thirty. ”

"If you didn't know you had a son, would you retire? Running to the mountains to be a monk? If it weren't for me, the government would have arrested you a long time ago! ”

"You're reasoning with me now? How dare you reason with me? Zhang Rang, don't think that if you shave your head and put on a monk's robe, you can write off all the things you did before, and tell you, you still have a long way to go, even if I go to the eighteenth layer of hell in the future, I will admit it! ”

Yuandu's expression was not sad or happy, and when he heard Shen Zhengcong mention his events and the name of the layman, his eyes showed sadness.

"There is not a day when the poor monk forgets his sins, and there is not a day when the poor monk is not atoning for his sins."

Shen Zheng never said impatiently.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense with me, you have that time, why don't you teach your son well, he is a bandit, maybe one day he will pick up a butcher's knife to kill those innocent people, do you think he will follow your old path?"

After Shen Zheng finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the little monk who was a little frightened because of the quarrel between the two.

Shen Zheng smiled from looking at the little monk and took out a packet of stove candy from his arms.

"Little monk, this stove of candy is given to you, take me to your senior brother."

The little monk knew something, and when he saw that there was a delicious saliva, he took the candy wrapped in kraft paper, put it into his arms beautifully, and then took Shen Zhengcong to the backyard of the temple.

And in the backyard of the temple, a man with a naked body showing his sturdy body, was practicing his knife skills, he did not move and dodge, nor did he change his moves, only to see that he further slashed the sword in his hand vigorously, took a step back and raised the knife again, and then took a step forward and cut the knife down, and so on.

Judging from the sweat on his body, he has been practicing like this for a long time, at least for an hour, Shen Zheng clapped his hands with satisfaction, attracting the attention of this monk.

"Lord Shen, you're here."

Shen Zhengcong patted the little monk's head.

"Little master, go back to your master, and tell him that there is no meat in my bag of stove candy, so that he can eat it with confidence."

The little monk was a little afraid of his senior brother, so he hurriedly ran away without looking back.

Shen Zheng came to the well with this monk, Shen Zheng sat down, and the monk poured a bucket of water from the well, poured it all on himself, and took a shower.

"Lord Shen, at the beginning of every month, you will send someone to bring us food, but you don't see your people, and now Lord Shen is afraid that there is something for me to do, right?"

Shen Zhengcong nodded: "Heiichiro, I know that you are the number one assassin of the Wa Kingdom, if it weren't for the failure of assassinating Daming, how could you have ended up in Daming, and how could you be rescued by me?" ”

This monk's name is Yuanbei, his real name is Heiichiro Oda, he is a samurai of Dongying, because he was dissatisfied with the uneven distribution of the daimyo, so he killed him in anger, but unfortunately he only cut people half to death, and did not completely kill people, so he had to leave the country of Wa and come to Daming in order to seek a glimmer of life.

Heiichiro Oda snorted coldly when he heard Shen Zhengcong's words.

"Lord Shen, although you have been kind to me, I think I have almost informed you of your kindness, I have captured so many children for you and killed so many people, but the ship you promised me has not been fulfilled for a long time, when will I be able to return to the country of Wa."

This Heiichiro Oda already speaks Chinese very well, but as long as he talks a lot, he will still have a distinct accent.

Shen Zhengcong shook his head: "I've told you many times, and now the pursuit of you by the Wa Kingdom has not stopped!" Your wanted notice has spread throughout the country, and if you go back, it will be a dead end. ”

"You killed a daimyo in the Wa Kingdom, which is equivalent to killing my Ming court official, do you think it is possible for him to let you go so easily?"

"Don't think that I can't do anything without you, just because it's more convenient to use you, and you're also a hot potato for me, don't think too much about yourself."

Heiichiro Oda knew he couldn't say anything, so he had to sit down.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do? Is it to catch children or to kill people? ”

When Shen Zheng saw him, he was finally willing to work for himself, and he smiled.

"How can there be so many victims in these years, speaking of which, I want to ask you about this recipe, but you brought it to me in Dongying, why did I eat no less than 200 pieces, why is there still no response?"