After the shopkeeper finished speaking, he ran into the back kitchen to inform the cook to cook, and the monks raised their palms and folded their chests, chanted "Amitabha" to thank Yun Yi, and then entered the wine shop and found a seat where no one sat down.

Yun Yi didn't stay long, and went to the backyard to change back to the fat man who smelled horse manure and drank alcohol. The fat man was concerned about money, and after eating in a hurry, he ran to the backyard again.

Yun Yi saw that he looked like a miser, and he didn't fight with him. Back at the wine shop, there were no dishes on the table of the monks, Yun Yi walked to the monks with a wine bowl, and the monks got up one after another to salute.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. Yun Yi returned the salute.

"Amitabha, the Taoist is compassionate. An old monk saluted Yun Yi again.

This old monk is over the age of six, his eye sockets are deep-set, his face is thick and luxuriant, his skin is dark, although he is tall, but very thin, and his yellow monk's robe is draped with a white-washed robe indicating that this person is the head of all the monks.

These monks have been hungry for a long time, so that their bodies are very thin, and all of them have sunken eye sockets, but the old monk's deep eye sockets are not all starving, his darker complexion and slightly stiff Chinese show that he is a Hu monk.

"Poor Dao courage, dare to ask where the masters are practicing, how did they fall to this?" Yun Yi asked.

"Amitabha, Taoist Chief, please sit down and say. The ** monk pointed to the empty seat next to him and asked Yun Yi to sit down, then sat next to Yun Yi, and sighed, "I was originally a monk of the White Horse Temple in Luoyang, five years ago, the alliance of the princes of the eighteen towns crusaded against Dong Zhuo, and when Dong Zhuo moved the capital, he set fire to Luoyang, and the White Horse Temple was also reduced to ashes. There were hundreds of monks in the temple, most of whom were also affected by the soldiers, and only a few of us escaped death and fled here to survive. ”

Yun Yi saw that the ** monk was depressed, so he turned his head and shouted at the shopkeeper who was sitting in front of the counter: "You go and urge the kitchen." The latter agreed, and ran into the kitchen.

No matter how much you urge, it takes time to cook, but the shopkeeper was afraid that he would offend Yun Yi and make him unhappy, so he brought a jar of wine first when the food didn't come.

"Amitabha, Buddhism prohibits the consumption of alcohol. Seeing that Yun Yi was going to pour him wine, the ** monk hurriedly waved his hand and shook his head.

"Poor Dao doesn't understand the precepts of Buddhism, don't blame the master. Yun Yi put down the wine jar and apologized.

"Abbot, why can't you drink?" A few small novices next to him couldn't help but swallow their saliva as they smelled the smell of wine wafting from the wine jar.

**Hearing this, the monk frowned and looked at the little novices, and said in a deep voice: "There are thirty-five losses in drinking, one is now the depletion of the world's wealth, the second is the door of all diseases, the third is the foundation of fighting, the fourth is naked and shameless, the fifth is notorious, and the sixth is ruined with wisdom......" The words came to an abrupt end halfway.

"Abbot, this is only six losses, and there are still twenty-nine losses?" asked a thirteen or fourteen-year-old novice with his cheeks raised.

"I'll tell you more about it later. The monk chuckled and shook his head.

The little novice let out an "oh", and didn't care what else was missing, staring straight at the wine jar with his eyes.

Yun Yi didn't realize it when he saw this, this ** monk left half of his words not intentionally selling Guanzi, but he suddenly remembered that the Taoist was drinking, and the ** monk was afraid that talking too much would cause him to misunderstand.

It turned out that urging the kitchen was still useful, and between the two sides of the conversation, the shopkeeper ran over with two plates of steaming meat; ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, please. Yun Yi pushed the food plate in front of the monks.

"Thank you for your hospitality. **Monk Chongyun Yi thanked him.

These monks are still very well-behaved, without the permission of the ** monk, no one dares to move the chopsticks first, until the ** monk nods, the monks dare to take meat from the food plate to eat. These monks have taken refuge in Buddhism for many years, and they have behaved in moderation, except for those young novices who are still embarrassed, and a few older monks, although they are hungry, are not as devouring as those little novices.

"It seems that the Taoist chief is just passing by Qian County, and I don't know where the chief is going?"

"Poor Dao was originally a Chang'an family, a few years ago he went to the sea to practice, and now he is returning to Dongtu for the first time, and he wants to return to his hometown, but he has no relatives to go to, and now he is just taking one step at a time. "Yun Yi is half-true and half-false.

"Dao Chief, please listen to the poor monk, that Chang'an is now a tiger's den and a wolf's den, but you can't go there!"

"Dong Zhuo burned Chang'an again?" Yun Yi asked with a smile.

"That's not, Dong Zhuo died three years ago, and now the lord of Chang'an is Dong Zhuo's two generals, one Guo Yan and one Li Dao, these two people are ferocious, compared to Dong Zhuo, last year Xiliang Ma Teng and Han Sui raised troops to crusade against the two of them, and they were killed by the two of them and lost their armor and collapsed. The monk said, "Chang'an is in an eventful season right now, and the princes of the towns are eyeing each other, maybe there will be a war one day, and the Taoist chief should not go back." ”

Yun Yi was surprised when he heard this: "Dong Zhuo died three years ago?"

"yes. The monk was surprised when he saw that Yun Yi's complexion had changed.

"What day did you die?"

"In the second year of the first peace, April 23. ”

"April 23?" Yun Yi was stunned.

"yes. Dao Chief, what are you ......" ** Monk didn't know why Bai Yunyi's expression was abnormal, and he was puzzled.

"Damn!" Yun Yi grabbed the wine jar and smashed it.

The group of monks were feasting and eating with relish, when they saw Yun Yi suddenly get angry, they hurriedly looked up at Yun Yi.

"The poor way is not angry with you, you should not be too careful. Yun Yi realized that he had lost his temper and raised his hand to salute the monks.

When the monks heard this, they relieved themselves and continued to eat with their heads bowed.

Although he endured to prevent himself from getting angry, Yun Yi still felt unprecedented grievance, when the five of them fled from Chang'an in early March, and Dong Zhuo died on April 23, in vain he and the fat man ran all the way in fear, and were chased and killed by the Taoists of the Ding Jia faction, and were forced to go to sea.

If he had known that Dong Zhuo would not live long, he would have found a corner with the fat man to avoid the limelight in the first place, and he would not have had to run thousands of miles, let alone get into so much trouble that he would have been exiled overseas.

"This old thief surnamed Dong won't let people live in peace if he dies!" Yun Yi scolded in a low voice, and then asked, "Master, how did Dong Zhuo die?"

Situ Wang Yun persuaded Lu Bu to stab Dong Zhuo to death when he went to the palace. The monk said, "This man is tyrannical, and the people hate him to the core, and after his death, he was lit a sky lantern, and it is said that it burned for three days and three nights." ”

Yun Yi nodded when he heard this, although the wrongful road he ran back then made him feel aggrieved, but Dong Zhuo's death made him feel even more happy, the six guys who begged with him back then were captured by Dong Zhuo when he built the Dock, Wang Xiaoshu's family was wiped out by Dong Zhuo, and Dong Zhuo did the pursuit and killing of the five of them.

Then the dishes were served one after another, most of which were vegetarians, ** the monk did not eat too much meat before, not that he was full, but he didn't like meat.

Yun Yi didn't want to disturb them anymore, so he taught the shopkeeper of the wine shop to settle the meal bill, and went to the backyard to get the money and come back to settle the bill. The group set up a car and left the wine store, and then looked for an inn to settle down.

Most of the inns are bunk rooms, there are several guests from different places sleeping in one room, everyone naturally will not sleep with outsiders, they want three single rooms, the fat man and the family live together, Yun Yi and the turtle three live in one room, Yun Lan lives alone.

It was not dark, everyone was not sleepy, and the fat man settled his wife and children, and came to find Yunyi.

"Hey, I think this place in Qiaoxian is pretty good, or let's buy real estate here and settle down." "As soon as the fat man entered the house, he got straight to the point.

"You see this is good, why is it good?" Yun Yi asked.

"We've killed too many goblins and thieves along the way, and she's been scared. The fat man laughed awkwardly.

Yun Yi heard that there was no objection, Fujiwara Juting has been sullen since he arrived in Middle-earth, and when he saw him and the fat man killing people on the road, he was often so frightened that his face turned pale, vomited and dizzy.

"If you don't speak, I'll take you as an agreement. The fat man said.

"Well, let's go out and have a look tomorrow. Yun Yi nodded, "Good news for you." ”

"What's the good news?, which girl do you like?" said the fat man.

Yun Yi glanced at him, and then told him everything about Dong Zhuo's death.

The fat man sat on the stool and scratched his feet: "Dong Zhuo is dead, I haven't fucking looked for revenge yet, why didn't he wait, why did he die so early?"

"Can you defeat the thousands of troops and horses of other people?" Yun Yi pursed his lips and sneered, the fat man's Liujia Divine Weapon Technique can still last for a while against the backward Japanese army, but against the wolf-like Xiliang army, I am afraid it is not enough for others to see.

"Hehe, I'm going to say that, but that old thing died and someone lit a sky lantern, just like I thought, happy!" the fat man laughed.

Yun Yi also laughed when he heard this, he and the fat man rescued Wang Xiaoshu back then, and after returning to the Wujiao Courtyard, the fat man scolded Dong Zhuo "It should be lit after death", this was the fat man's indignation back then, but no one thought that he would actually say a word.

People are in good spirits on happy occasions, and the fat man Yun Yi agreed to settle down in Qian County, and learned of Dong Zhuo's death, his joy was beyond words, and he didn't stay long, humming Bangzi and went back to the room to accompany Fujiwara Juting. As for whether he accompanied Fujiwara Kikutei to talk, or accompanied Fujiwara Kikutei to do something else, it is unknown.

At dawn the next day, after everyone had breakfast, Yun Yi called the fat man to go out, visited the villagers everywhere, inquired about the courtyards where there were no ones in the city to sell, and wandered around all day, and finally found out that there were three families in the city who wanted to sell their real estate, and they were now looking for good buyers.

These three families are all wealthy families, and the houses are also very well arranged, covering an area of five or six acres. Two of the two families planned to move elsewhere, but they were not in a hurry to sell, and the asking price was more than 100,000 yuan. Only the one in the east of the city is cheap, only 30,000 yuan.

The price of the courtyard of the same specification is very different, which is naturally problematic, according to the villagers here, the courtyard that can be bought for only 30,000 yuan is haunted......