The Buddha of the Wang family had to use the Buddha's light to resist the sword, which was blocked by the old monk's fingers.

"The master is not a bad person!" The red-clothed peony and the green-clothed snow lotus saw Zuo Qianhu making a move, and hurriedly said.

"I'm a master, I'm just a mad monk." The old monk said with a smile in that cynical tone.

"Master, please!" The red-clothed peony motioned for the old monk to follow them in. At this time, neither of them was worried about their looks or anything.

"Then it's troublesome, the old monk will ask for a glass of water to drink." The old monk smiled and followed in, smelled the wine that a few people had just drunk, and said, "It would be better if the water was replaced with wine." ”

"Yes, yes, there is." The red-clothed peony straightened her face, wiped away the tears just now, and said, "I'll bring wine for the master." ”

"Thank you."

Zuo Qianhu couldn't understand the situation, let alone Tang Ying's three people.

I just think that this spring breeze seems to be particularly lively.

"He is ......," Zuo Qianhu asked the green-clothed Snow Lotus.

"The Master has just gone through our past." The green-clothed Snow Lotus looked at the old monk respectfully.

"In the past?"

"It's what we experienced in life." The green-clothed snow lotus said.

"They're really bitter, it's hard." The old monk took a sip of wine and said, "Monk, when I was a child, I was also from this town. When I was young, the town was still called Lijia Town, and the town was not like this. At that time, the mountains and rivers were beautiful, the river was still clear, and I still remember the ...... on the street."

The old monk nagged and began to tell about his childhood, while Tang Ying looked at the crutches in the old monk's hands. The crutches are not high, that is, half a person high. The crutches are crooked, like forks of a tree picked up at random on the side of the road.

The head of the cane seems to have been carved by a child, and I don't know what it is, but it looks like the head of something. It's a bit like a rabbit, with long ears and seemingly horns.

Hiss~ This thing seems to be a little familiar.

"Later, I went to Wutai Mountain with my master to practice, and when I came back, I changed. Coal mines were discovered here, and many people came from outside, using the technology of the old demon of Montenegro - steam demon power, to set up textile factories. In this town, there are two textile mills, both of which deal with wool. ”

"The value of wool is very high, it is very warm, and naturally the price is also high, so naturally there are people who go to the north to herd sheep and transport wool. I have heard that there are more disputes between the flocks than the flocks. The wool is covered with blood! ”

"It's even more tragic for them." The old monk pointed to the woman in red and green next to him, and the little girl who was hiding in the dark to watch them secretly.

"Textile factories naturally need workers to do the work, but using men is labor, and it is more expensive to use. It is better to use a woman, who is paid less, and if she is a girl who is half an age, she is paid less. At their age, it was the time for their parents to give them a dowry. ”

"But if you send them to work in the factory for three or five years, you can earn a small house."

"Isn't that good?" Wang Jinjue blurted out.

"But...... Few women in textile mills live past three years. The old monk took a sip of wine and spoke.

"Huh?" Wang Jinjue couldn't believe it.

"At that time, only the poor would send women to the textile factory when they were in a desperate situation. If you still want a daughter, you need to bring it back within a year. If you can't pick it up, I'm afraid you'll be disabled. If you don't want a daughter, you sell it directly to a textile factory. These young girls endured day and night with the roar of machines, the high temperature and intensity of work, and the beating of the foreman. ”

"For them, this place is a flesh and blood factory that boils their lives, like hell."

"It's hell, I just hope that my grandma who gave birth to me will have a better life and not be beaten by Abba!" Suddenly, a little girl hiding on the second floor said.

"That's right! Abba and Grandma are very hard. ”

"yes, yes!"

"You're all good! You're all good! The old monk said with a smile.

"Others, women who have plundered from other barbarian tribes, such as the Goryeo women. When the women died, they were left in a mine. Over time, I don't know how many bones have accumulated. Even some were thrown down, when they were dying. The old monk said with a sigh.

"Huh?" Wang Jinjue and Zhang Zichen were shocked, this is a sweatshop! It's really squeezed dry, it becomes a dead corpse, and it is thrown away without any use.

"Under this mine, there is a thing called [Corpse Evil Bones], which is gathered with so many corpse bones and unwilling resentment before death, and gradually has spirituality and becomes a monster."

"This monster grows stronger day and night, and it is unwilling, and after it plagued the town, it was suppressed by a senior. That senior, hum~ I didn't have good intentions at the beginning. The old monk grinned and sneered: "He suppressed the monster at the bottom of the mountain, and only waited for the future when he refined the magic weapon, and then came to take the monster's [Spirit Rhino Heart], but he fell elsewhere." ”

"The so-called [Spiritual Heart] is the beautiful wish of those thousands of girls before they die. Sad, pitiful, beautiful luxury, can only be thought about before dying. The old monk finished talking about the past of Erfang Town.

Tang Ying understood that the sweatshop used the girl as a consumable to produce wool products. Thousands of dead girls turned into monsters, destroyed the town, and then were sealed by people, and they became what they are now.

The spring breeze is where the good wishes of these girls lie. They love beauty, so they put themselves beautiful girls. They love rouge eyebrows, so they are all drawing each other's eyebrows. They love handsome guys, so they are willing to spend the night with handsome guys. So this town, everything else is gray, only here is color.

was supposed to enjoy her youth at her age, but she was overworked and tired, and died in a strange factory, a strange pothole.

"Envy him is a worm that solves the fate of the sky, and can weave a net into the void."

No wonder......

"I see, thank you for the puzzle." Zuo Qianhu clenched his fists and said.

"You're welcome, the monk is here for this monster." The old monk shook his head and said.

"What?" Zuo Qianhu was shocked and said: "That monster is gone, Peony and Snow Lotus ......"

"Naturally, it's gone...... old monk said lightly.

"You ......" Zuo Qianhu drew a knife and pointed at the old monk: "You are also here for the peony flowers?" ”

"Monk, I'm not them, the monk is for home."

"The four major monks are empty, where did they come from?" Zuo Qianhu said.

"Gautama also has a royal background, and I naturally have a family as a monk, which is normal." The old monk still said cynically, not taking the knife in front of him in his eyes at all.

"Demon Monk!" Zuo Qianhu felt that this monk was full of crazy words.

"The monk is not a demon monk, the demon monk has other people. A monk is just a monk. ”

"Demon Buddha and demon monk mad monk, are you a mad monk?" Zuo Qianhu suddenly remembered who this person in front of him was.

Mouth! You guessed it. Demon Buddha and demon monk crazy monk, every word is like this!

(End of chapter)