On the battlefield at the border pass, the boundless grassland was full of people, and only a cyan corridor was left in the middle to confront each other.

The autumn wind blew, and the aura of slaughter became thicker, and the soldiers in red and black uniforms on both sides held the weapons in their hands and waited solemnly.

A thirteen or fourteen-year-old swarthy-looking military commander in red armor, Li Fuchen, stood in the front row, his left hand pressed on the hilt of the knife at his waist, and his right hand tightly held the spear in his hand.

Compared with the red side, the black side's weapons and equipment appear simpler, but their human aura appears to be more fierce and good at fighting.

At this time, the sun was overhead, and with a loud and energetic horn on the black side, the army set out, and the cavalry in front of them brandished their swords and rushed towards the red side.

Seeing that the other party had already moved, the general of the red side raised the spear in his hand and only thought about the sky, followed by a burst of trumpets and drums, and a large number of cavalry rushed forward.

The handover of the two armies, accompanied by the momentum of the cavalry, many people on the black side were picked off their horses by guns, and some people on the red side were cut off their horses.

As the infantry followed, a chaotic battle broke out, billowing smoke, trumpets and drums, rain of arrows, clanging of weapons, and the sound of shouts shook the earth, and splashes of blood stained the land.

At dusk, the sky was blood-red, and there was no sound of fighting on the battlefield at this time, only corpses remained, and the broken banner fluttered in the sunset.

At this time, a kind white-bearded old monk walked around the battlefield with a little monk with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, the little monk was rummaging around, and the old monk was standing in the crowd and chanting.

The little monk looked for a long time, and came to the old monk dejectedly.

"Master, there are no living people. The little monk said in a choked voice.

"It's been said a long time ago that no one survives, you don't believe it. The old monk looked at the blood-red remnant sun in the sky and sighed.

Just as the old monk was watching the sunset, his heart moved, and he looked to the other side of the battlefield, his brows furrowed slightly, revealing a look of shock.

The little monk saw that the master was a little wrong, and looked in the direction where the old monk was looking, but he didn't feel anything abnormal, and after looking at it for a while, he saw that the old monk's expression was even more dignified

"Master?" the little monk shouted quietly.

"You go over there, and you might be able to find a living person. The old monk was interrupted by the little monk when he was thinking, and looked at the depressed little monk and pointed to a pile of dead people in front of him and said.

The little monk firmly believed in the master's words, and as soon as he changed his decadent spirit, he ran towards the place pointed by the old monk, and the old monk slowly followed.

After all, the little monk was too young to pick up the big man in armor, so he could only grit his teeth and push people to the side.

After pushing the two people away, he saw a small hand not much bigger than himself grasping the dead man's clothes, grasping more tightly with the movements of the little monk, and then moving again.

"Master, I've found it, come and help!" The little monk saw it in his eyes and immediately called Master to come over to help.

When the old monk heard the little monk shouting to himself, his toes touched the ground quickly and dashingly beside the little monk, helping the little monk to easily lift people out.

In a deserted temple. The old monk was chanting, and the little monk was helping the rescued young soldier Li Fuchen to bandage his wounds.

At this time, Li Fuchen's body was tied with white silk cloth, but many scar marks could still be seen on his body.

After a while, Li Fuchen opened his eyes, looked at the delicate little monk in front of him, and his body couldn't help shrinking back.

"Sizzle......"

It was this movement that caused a wave of pain on Li Fuchen's body, and the cloth tied to his body was also a little red with blood.

"Don't move!" the little monk was startled when he saw this, and hurriedly said.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it was my disciple who found you on the battlefield and brought you here for healing, and there is no malice. The old monk turned his head and said to Fuchen with a smile.

The little monk listened to the teacher's words, stared at the big eyes and nodded several times.

"Thank you, Master, thank you, Little Master. Fuchen was ready to give his hand to thank him, but he couldn't lift his hand at all, and said with pain.

"My name is Fang Yuan, and this is the abbot of my master's Sangha Association, but the abbot of a very large temple. The little monk Fang Yuan said with a proud smile on his face unconsciously, and he also opened his hand to indicate that it was a very large temple.

Fuchen smiled and nodded, and then observed the old monk of the monk association and the little monk of Fang Yuan, the monk will be kind and kind, his eyes are narrowed into a slit, and he always keeps smiling, the little monk is white and clean, his eyes are big, not fat or thin, he is very lively and active.

"In Xia Li Fuchen, he was originally a military commander of the Great Zhou Dynasty to break the North Pass, and he thanked the two masters for saving their lives. Fuchen said slowly word by word.

The old monk nodded lightly, the little monk was different, hearing Fuchen call him master, he instantly felt that he had not saved the wrong person, and his feeling for Fuchen instantly improved several grades, and he chatted with Fuchen.

Through the chat with the little monk, I learned that the little monk was the apprentice of the old monk who had just been accepted, and I also knew the result of their battle, and their side was defeated, leaving tens of thousands of corpses of soldiers on that battlefield.

Thinking of this, the tears of the floating dust couldn't help but bubble out in his eyes, and the floating dust lay on the ground, letting the tears stay on both sides.

The little monk didn't know what to say when he saw this, so he looked at the old monk, only to see the old monk shaking his head, and the little monk didn't say anything.

"What are you going to do in the future?"

After a while, the old monk asked with concern.

Hearing this, Fuchen was silent for a while, and the army already thought that he was a dead man, and if he was defeated, he might be treated as a deserter if he went back.

And it is no longer possible to return to their own homes, and the news of the death will reach their families.

"I don't know, maybe I can only be incognito in this life. ”

"Why don't you go with me to be a monk?" the little monk said with a smile on his face as he looked at Fuchen with big eyes.

"This ...... This ......" Fuchen was stunned by the little monk's words, and he didn't know how to answer.

"Fang Yuan, don't talk nonsense. The old monk relieved the embarrassment of floating dust in time.

"The donor may wish to talk about the difficulties, and the old monk may be able to give you some advice. The old monk continued.

"At that time, the imperial court conscripted, and I was forcibly taken away at the age of twelve, and I was forced to go to the battlefield to fight with others, and now I can't go back, and I don't want to go back. Fuchen leaned against the wall and sighed.

"The donor can become a military commander at a young age, which means that he is also a person with great wisdom and perseverance, since he doesn't want to go back, then he won't go back. The old monk said with a smile.

"I want to go back to my hometown, accompany my parents, and farm land, and be content to marry a daughter-in-law in the future, but I can't go back now. Fuchen laughed miserably.

"My father said that he would have to earn a lot of money in the future, so that he could marry someone he liked. The little monk interjected beside him.

For the words of the little monk, the old monk and Fuchen just smiled, and the old monk didn't take it seriously. Fuchen is something that he doesn't like in his heart, how can he marry?

"With your ability, it's not difficult to take a sneak look, and it's still very important for the second elder to tell your parents that you're still alive. The old monk said.

Just when Fuchen couldn't think of how to go in the future, he thought of the words of the little monk in his heart, maybe he would meet what he liked in the future, but people might not agree.

"Maybe it's good to make money. Fuchen said hesitantly.

Maybe it's a good idea to make money, although I really don't know what to do in the future, but the people around me used to be either officials or want to make money, and it is impossible for me to be an official.

You might as well listen to the little monk, earn a lot of money first, and maybe you can meet the girl you like.

"It's a good idea, but it's a pity that I'm already a monk. Although the old monk seemed to be talking to Fusheng, he looked at the little monk and said it.

In this way, the three old monks occasionally interjected, and the rest of them were always talking to the little monk and Fusheng, probably because they had become good friends with Fuchen after listening to a master.

Under the old monk's medication and the young monk's careful care, Fuchen was miraculously cured the next day.

After Fuchen rubbed the breakfast of the two masters, the three of them were about to leave separately, the old monk was ready to take the little monk back to Fuyun City, and Fuchen was planning to go back to his hometown to see his parents.

"Master, do you think a person like me who doesn't even have an identity can make money?" Fuchen asked worriedly, because he had already been recognized as a dead person, so he was indeed a person without an identity.

The old monk pointed to a lily of the valley next to the steps, the little monk and Fuchen looked over, and the two came to the front, only to see that the white lily of the valley was next to the steps, which was easily ignored.

"This flower has bloomed, and you have seen it, if you don't see it, don't you know?" said the old monk with his hands folded.

"Please master for advice!" Fuchen bent down and folded his hands.

"Have you ever thought that there are countless passes in the five mansions and thirty-two cities of the Great Zhou Dynasty, you are an ant, and you can't step on you, don't worry. The old monk laughed.

"Thank you again, Master. Fuchen listened to the old monk's words, and most of the worries in his heart disappeared.

After a day of getting along, the old monk looked at it, and the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became, so he said to Fuchen after being entangled in his heart for a while.

"Didn't you think about going over to cultivate the truth, learn a skill or seek immortality?" the old monk didn't smile, and Twenty looked at Fuchen very seriously and said.

"This ...... It's too far away from me, so it's better not to think about it. Fuchen thought about it for a moment and said.

The momentum is not that I don't want to learn, I have seen it in the army before, flying to the sky, as powerful as an ox, and can easily defeat more than a hundred soldiers.

But why are there only a few people in the 100,000 troops? I heard that the conditions are very high and it costs a lot of money, and the superiors in my own army want to send their children there, but unfortunately in the end they do not meet the conditions.

I don't have anything, it's better to live and earn money.

What you see at this time is not what you see later, don't lose yourself, know your own heart, you can find your own direction, and the donor cherishes it. The old monk said and walked away with the reluctant little monk.

The old monk said that his home was in Fuyun City, Dongning Mansion, so that Fuchen could go and see it when he had time, but the little monk kept asking Fuchen to go and play with him.