In a temple, a bearded monk touched his bare head and shouted to another middle-aged monk with a smooth chin and only a big mole.

As soon as the big mole monk heard that he was going down the mountain to collect the money, he happily agreed, and by the way, he called the rest of the brothers and sisters.

Spring rain is as expensive as oil, and the more it rains, the happier the farmers will be. But these monks are very annoying.

A few people walked out of the temple gate and down the mountain.

The bearded monk pointed to the direction on the right side of the mountain and said, "Wait until you go down the mountain, go to that village and find two carts to pull it up first, right?" ”

The big mole monk was just about to nod, and a little monk about twelve years old grinned and said, "Let's go back to their village to pull a cart, and there is no longer in that village, right?" ”

"Cut, you know what."

The bearded monk patted the little monk's head and said, "If there is no more, let them do it!" There are so many mountains and so many trees, so let them all do more. ”

The little monk was reminded of this, jumped up and down with joy, slapped his face and said, "Then let them do something else for us." I will have a suitcase, a wardrobe, a chest for copper coins, a box for silver, a box for food, and ......."

"Hey, I can't imagine you're so small and greedy?"

The bearded monk smiled and patted the little monk on the head again.

The little monk tilted his head and said innocently: "Didn't I learn from you?" You are an example for me to follow. ”

"Yes, yes, yes, learn well, learn very well."

The bearded monk laughed "haha", lifted the little monk up, and sat on top of his arm.

The mountain they are on now has a wide stone staircase and two other paths for hunters and villagers.

Originally, it was for the villagers to live and survive. Later, the temple was suddenly added, and the entire mountain was encircled, and it became Temple Mountain.

Many of the villagers' fields have been enclosed into temple fields and temple fields.

No one paid them half a copper.

Moreover, with the increase of temples in the nearby mountains, large and small have been encircled, and the villagers have no place to hunt or collect firewood.

Not only did the monks not let them collect firewood, but they were not even allowed to dig a wild vegetable or pick a wild fruit. They said that they were all temple land, temple mountains, and temple grass, and if they touched them, they would not only be beaten, but also fined.

Therefore, the trails and mountain paths were soon covered with wild grasses that had grown wildly, and I couldn't find them if I wanted to.

However, these monks don't need to go to those dangerous places.

They prefer to swagger, talk and laugh, and walk down the stone steps down the mountain.

Think about it: step by step to the place where you can harvest a lot of money, your heart is very beautiful.

But this time, I couldn't go down.

While they were talking and laughing, they suddenly saw a figure fall from the tree next to the stone steps to the steps ahead.

As soon as the man landed, he pointed to a few people: "Sure enough, he is worthy of being a beast, and he lives to harm people and children." Damn you! ”

When a few monks heard this, they were about to scold.

But I only felt the shadow of the knife flash in front of me, and then ...... And the consciousness flew away.

After killing people, Zhao San "spitted" at those corpses. I felt that after killing someone, my heart was even more depressed.

He put away his knife, kicked the corpse one by one, kicked it away, and flew to the bottom of the cliff.

Then he jumped up the tree and guarded the intersection.

I wanted to insert a sign and write: If you dare to go down the mountain, you will die.

But when I think about those monks, there are few literate ones, so forget it.

Anyway, Zhao San also believes: It won't be long before no one on the mountain dares to come down again.

After all, in this Yangning County, more than 30 large and small intersections where monks go down the mountain have been sealed.

And the road leading from the county seat to the government office has also been blocked. Only people are allowed to enter, and no one is allowed to go out.

Everyone in the county is unclear about the situation, but it does not affect the lives of the people. Anyway, they don't even go to the county seat, let alone the state town.

On the contrary, life suddenly got better. I couldn't see the monks anymore, and I heard that they didn't even go down the mountain.

I heard that the way up the mountain was sealed, saying that the monks didn't want the pilgrims to disturb and wanted to rest assured that they wanted to Zen Buddhism;

I also heard that the monks will never go down the mountain to collect money again.

Of course, there is more to it than that, the most important thing is that the homes of the common people have been quietly sent some copper coins.

At least enough money for each family and a month's worth of rice.

That's good. The people were quietly happy.

The vast majority of those who are really trapped are the rich people.

But does it matter? The gate of the county government has been closed, and they can't find anyone to complain.

Want to ask the soldiers guarding the county gate?

They weren't allowed to come near at all. It doesn't matter what you ask.

Sometimes, money can't be channeled.

However, there is a nursery rhyme, sung at a speed like the wind, into the capital hundreds of miles away, and even into the ears of the old emperor.

On this day, the old emperor was casually walking around the imperial garden and taking a walk.

Suddenly, I heard singing in the distance.

She stopped and listened.

"1, 3, 5, there is no rice grain in the people's tanks, do you think it's funny?

2, 4, 6, no one grows crops in the field, do you say it's funny?

7, 10, 9, the whole village has no strong laborers, and the wild beasts of the mountains walk all over the ground;

8, 11, the aunt is alive without a husband, and the little daughter-in-law is empty and crying;

In December and December, the bald heads all over the ground had no Buddha, and Yueyue entered the village to grab copper coins. You say it's funny, you say it's funny, it's not funny! ”

The people who sing nursery rhymes are clapping and beating the rhythm while singing. The singing is cheerful and the shooting is also cheerful.

But when he heard the old emperor's face, he instantly became gloomy.

"Go, bring the nursery rhyme singer!"

The old emperor ordered.

The people who followed behind hurried to do things.

But no one was found.

Over there, it's a ruined temple.

There is no way, the concubines left behind in the previous dynasty have either entered the nunnery, died, or were taken back by the sons of each family to support their old age.

Now the harem is basically empty, and the palace doors are locked.

Occasionally, eunuchs and little palace maids come in to sprinkle and sweep to maintain the cleanliness outside.

The huge harem is about to become a ghost domain.

The little palace maid who sang the nursery rhyme was still far away, and she only knew one direction, and she couldn't find who it was.

The old emperor, who had been standing still and waiting for someone, waited for a while.

She asked Su Hong, "Do you hear what that nursery rhyme means?" ”

Su Hong shook his head.

smiled and replied: "Nursery rhymes, nursery rhymes, children are just singing and playing at will." It's all over the outer palace wall, maybe it's just the children playing outside the palace wall, singing casually. Your Majesty, you don't have to take this to heart. ”