"Hoho ......"

The sound of sharpening knives outside the window has been ringing,

After a while, the fire also ignited,

The old man's back looks a little hideous and weird reflected in the window,

Xu Xian still watched coldly, there were three hundred iron horsemen outside the village, and he still had a skill that was useless, but he was not afraid of what waves this bad old man would make.

For half an hour, the sound of sharpening knives never stopped,

The crackling of firewood outside the door stopped, and the rich smell of meat wafted in from the clay pots.

"Young man, the old hen that has been raised for three years is very nourishing, and it will be fed after a while. The old man was not afraid of the heat, and limped into the house with the jar.

Then the old man went into the house with a sharp knife in his hand.

Xu Xian held the long sword in his hand and waited quietly.

"Don't get me wrong, lad. ”

The old man looked at Xu Xian's appearance and grinned, scratching the back of his head honestly, looking like a stupid country man, but the sharp knife in his hand could not be faked.

The old man threw the knife to the ground, took out the whetstone from behind his back, found a small bench and sat at a distance.

"Young man, it's fate to meet tonight. ”

"The old man will accompany you to chatter. ”

The old man took a few steps closer, took the soju on the table and returned to sit on the wooden bench, not wanting to arouse Xu Xian's suspicions.

"The old man killed his own mother when he was born, and when he was twelve or thirteen years old when he was still a half-old, he killed his father, and the people in the village thought I was unlucky, and I didn't dislike people, so I moved out by myself......"

The old man took a sip of soju, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"After the body and bones grew up, I went to the city to work for a few years, and the man finally saved enough money to ask for the widow of the king in the next village, and the widow had a lot of rights and wrongs in front of the door. ”

"But I don't care, I just want to give birth to a big fat boy to pass on the lineage. ”

"The widow was also angry, and within two years she gave birth to a big fat boy for me, but the good times did not last long, and my mother-in-law still had a bit of a posture when she said it, and was taken by the big monk who went down the mountain to collect grain, and she couldn't afford to pay the food, so the monk forced my mother-in-law to go to the mountain next door to be a nun of Nalaoshzi. ”

Speaking of this, the old man put down the wine bottle, picked up the sharp knife and sharpened it again, and tears flowed from his eyes.

"The old man still knows these things, where is this to be a nun, it is clearly to covet my aunt's body!"

Xu Xian understood a little bit in his heart when he heard this, many nunnery nunnery is actually a brothel under the banner of "Buddhism Gate Pure Land", and the nuns in the nunnery are secret prostitutes who have cut off the green silk, there are many rumors about this, but Xu Xian is the first time he has met the bitter master.

"At that time, I was carrying a knife and wanted to fight hard with the great monk, but there was still a child at home who was waiting to be fed!" said that the old man was already in tears.

"My mother-in-law is also hard, and she committed suicide that day, and the great monk felt bored and left, and when he left, the old man's leg was also discounted, and my dolls were fed with rice paste that the old man begged everywhere. ”

"Then why does the monk collect grain?" Xu Xian frowned.

"In this Changping County, thousands of hectares of land are all in that temple, and we, the ordinary people, are also working for people, where is the land!"

"The emperor of heaven has set this tattered rule, and it is just enough to raise people without paying food, but the bald donkey who does not produce and eat fasting and reciting Buddha does not pay grain and pay taxes, and within a few famine years, the land in his hand will become a monk in the temple!"

The old man wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, turned over and continued to sharpen his knife.

The knife was so thin that it could even reflect a human figure.

"Why sharpen knives?"

Xu Xian looked at this farmer who had been in the trap all his life and asked.

"Kill!"

The old man grinned, full of yellow teeth.

"My hard-working son is also dead, and he can't pay his food and was beaten to death by a group of monks!" The old man had calmed down at this moment, and his cloudy eyes were all on the sharp knife.

The knife in the old man's hand was an extremely common pig-killing knife in the countryside, but the originally heavy knife was already thin, and it was obvious that this person had been sharpening it for a long time.

"Kill and you will die!"

"Besides, the temple is full of fat-headed and big-eared monks, and you can't bear it, old man. ”

"I understand the truth of repaying debts and killing people to pay for their lives, old man!"

"But old man, I've been in the bag for a lifetime!"

"The monk in the temple didn't give the old man a way to live, and his last thoughts were cut off. ”

"Old man, I took advantage of the darkness to touch the mountain, and as a result, the old monk died happily!"

The old man took a sip of wine, and some of the spicy throats were still forcibly swallowed.

"Young man, you left by yourself after dawn, the old man went here, the old hen originally planned to eat before going, to be a full ghost, but now it is better to save people's lives and accumulate virtue before going to the underworld, and this bottle of soju saved is also to strengthen the courage,. ”

"Otherwise, the strength of this wine has passed, and maybe the old man will be cowardly, and I will die in this broken house. ”

The old man lifted the sharp knife and laughed at himself, full of life.

"What is the temple called?"

"Huichang Temple, that is the largest monk temple within a radius of 100 miles, young man, I know you are kind-hearted, but the old man does not want to implicate you, the monks in the temple are not easy to mess with, you still leave early at dawn, old man, I have a cheap life, and I will die if I die. ”

"Huichang Temple?"

"Huichang Temple!"

Xu Xian was stunned and muttered in his mouth.

The old man outside the door had already walked out in the dark, and his back was very resolute, even with a trace of indescribable ease.

The kerosene inside the house burned out, and the fire flickered.

If I remember correctly, the handsome little monk at the banquet identified that he was from Huichang Temple, and the old bald donkey Xuanchen was also a very senior monk in the temple.

There is such a coincidence in the world,

In a panic, I chose a road by the way, and I bumped into this Huichang Temple, and it seems that God has given instructions!

"Whoa......

The sound of the sword being drawn was distinct in the room.

"If you want to go, go ahead!"

"Count the hours, Brother Simon is about to arrive. ”

Ye Gucheng didn't know when he woke up, and he saw the cold color on Xu Xian's face by the moonlight and said, it seems that the pill in Ouchi is not bad, and his face is not as pale as it was just now.

"Well, the eldest husband should be in the world, and he should be happy and revenge!"

Xu Xian tore off a chicken leg in the jar, gnawed on it with a mouthful of oil, and quickly chased out the door.

"Old man, stay!"

"Young man, don't hurt your life on the spur of the moment, the old monk in the temple knows how to demons!"

The old man looked at Xu Xian, who was carrying a sword, and guessed a few points in his heart, and he couldn't bear it.

"What's the old man's last name?"

"What is the name of the crop man, no one has called me for more than ten years, if you are willing to call me Lao Huang. ”

"Lao Huang, the kid ate your chicken legs, so naturally he has to reciprocate, and he will accompany you up the mountain today. ”

There was a chuckle on the corner of Xu Xian's mouth, but with a chill.

"There are three to five hundred monks in the temple who practice martial arts alone, and those old monks have become elites and know how to practice demon law!"

Lao Huang persuaded bitterly.

"My family has 300,000 iron horsemen, and the master next to me has become an immortal, and he knows how to do immortal magic!"

Xu Xian patted Lao Huang's shoulder and laughed.