Zhu Jiannan took the gold post, glanced at it and threw it on the coffee table. He was also going to drink, stretched out his hand, and retracted.

Kui Mu Wolf raised the wine jug and drank two sips, hesitated for a few moments, but still opened his mouth and asked, "Your Highness, but the oil lamp is about to run out?"

Hearing this, Zhu Yanan's eyelids moved slightly, and Lei Niu on the side couldn't help but look over, faintly exuding a murderous aura.

Kui Mu Wolf smiled at Lei Niu, and then said, "This brother, you don't have to target it like this. Your Highness, Poor Dao advises you to be prepared in your heart first......"

Zhu Jiannan didn't understand what Kui Mu Wolf said, but then the Taoist in wolf tooth and armor gave him an answer. Kui Timber Wolf slowly removed the wolf fang armor from his face, revealing that terrifying face.

Seeing this face, not to mention Zhu Jiannan, even Lei Niu gasped and frowned slightly.

Kui Timberwolf's face was like a monster, the skin around his eyes had been peeled off, blood red, his nose seemed to be cut off with a knife, only two small holes remained, and half of the upper and lower lipes of the mouth were missing.

Disfigured to this point, people don't die, and it is also a great fate.

Seeing the expressions of the two, Kui Mu Wolf laughed, and then slowly put on the wolf tooth armor. This face is indeed terrifying, even he himself does not dare to take off his armor to look at the bronze mirror.

Zhu Jiannan stabilized his mind, his eyes were more defensive, his tone was a little cold, and he asked, "What does Mr. mean?"

He didn't ask why the Timber Wolf looked like this, but what the gentleman meant.

The meaning is already so clear, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is still ignorant, and Kui Timber Wolf also finds it interesting.

The wolf's tooth armor covered his expression, and he didn't know whether he was sad or happy, laughing or angry.

"Your Highness, you and I may be the last outliers in this world. ”

The only answer to Zhu Jiannan was this puzzling sentence, Zhu Jiannan's eyes widened, and there was anger and killing intent in his tone, and he asked, "What did Mr. do?"

Kui Mu Wolf smiled, did not hide it, and said: "Poor Dao has killed too many sins in his life, and he will kill a few more before the oil runs out, just to accumulate some yin virtue." The Yellow Gate is the shame of my Daomen, and the poor Dao is nothing more than killing for the heavens. ”

"So, Mr. went to Montenegro to massacre?"

The conversation box has been opened, but when he hears the word Montenegro, Kui Timber Wolf is frowning and puzzled.

"Where is Montenegro?"

Hearing Kui Mu Wolf ask like this, Zhu Jiannan frowned slightly, if it was just that Huangmen was slaughtered and Montenegro was unharmed, the situation would not be irreparable.

"Sir said that you and I may be the last outliers in this world, and Sir is the power of one person to slaughter the Yellow Gate?

Kui Wood Wolf's expression was bitter, but fortunately, the wolf's tooth armor covered it, and the two of them couldn't see it.

"The Taoist seeks to do nothing, the poor road has something to do, and what he does is also against the sky. ”

Zhu Jiannan laughed, his eyes were sharp, and he was a little contemptuous, and he said: "So, Mr. doesn't have to be proud of himself, you and I are just the same kind." ”

Kui Mu Wolf did not refute, because what His Royal Highness said in this world is indeed true.

"What does Your Highness ask for?"

Zhu Yannan couldn't help but put his hands on his waist, tilted his head slightly, and looked at the sky that had already darkened. His eyes were slightly hollow, and his face was expressionless, as if pensive. He opened his mouth, his tone full of sorrow.

"This king has no great righteousness in his heart, and does not seek peace in the world and prosperity and health. This king only asks for the Zhu family's one-third of an acre of land, and after ten thousand years, the fire will still be the same. ”

does not seek peace in the world and prosperity and health, but asks for their own fiefdom to inherit from generation to generation.

Interesting, interesting.

"But in the eyes of Poor Dao, His Highness's methods are no different from those of a butcher. ”

"Butcher? Hahaha, it is a crime to kill one person, and it is a crime to kill ten people, but ah, to kill ten thousand, to be a hero! This king has no intention of fighting for power, and he will not kill so many people. Sir knows that although there are people who have never existed, their existence is a sin. How can a big husband be weak because of the word emotion?"

Kui Mu Wolf shook his head and said, "Poor Dao came this time, not to discuss with His Highness. What His Highness does will also be difficult to harm the people around the poor. The same people who are about to run out of oil and the lamp is about to wither, but poor His Highness did it. ”

After the words fell, Zhu Jiannan changed his face, angry and majestic, and the hidden domineering spirit of the king emanated from this sick ghost. Whether it was Kui Mu Wolf or Lei Niu, for a moment, he felt that it was difficult to breathe.

"Jiaoyou is in the world, not for Jackie Chan. Didn't you protect your own little abyss, too?"

Although it is true, after all, the two have different identities and different positions, and it is difficult to say whether they are right or wrong.

"And great grievances, there will be residual grievances, and Ann can be good? There is Desched, there is no Deschee. Heaven has no relatives, and he is always with good people. ”

At this point, Kui Timber Wolf did not intend to stay any longer, and left on his own.

Looking at the back of this person leaving, Zhu Jiannan actually felt a little lonely. He sighed, and his originally ruddy and energetic face began to fade away, as if he had lost his vitality.

Zhu Jiannan felt a little tired, and sat back on the rattan chair, and then looked at the sky in a daze. After a long time, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, who was in the city, felt it and said: "The same people who have fallen from the end of the world, why bother asking whether it is right or wrong? Xiao Lei, how many more?"

Lei Niu was silent for a few moments before he slowly spoke: "Three." ”

Hearing this number, Zhu Jiannan's eyes showed bitterness and helplessness, and he was still reluctant to do so. But in the end, the eyes became clear and gentle.

He turned his head, looked at the Xindu man, and asked, "Xiao Lei, are you willing to protect Yinuo for the rest of your life?"

Sure enough, no matter how many times I asked, the answer was the same after all. This Xindu man, after all, still shook his head and refused, so simply.

"It's okay, I've really suffered you over the years, and you will do what you want to do in the future. If you want to come back someday, come back. ”

Then the master and servant were silent, and the two were silent.

This time, it was Lei Niu who broke the peace, and he asked, "Do you want to see Your Highness?"

The highness in this Lei Niu's mouth naturally does not refer to him Zhu Jiannan. Zhu Jiannan was silent for a while, but finally nodded.

"While there's still time, it's better to do it now. ”

The night has arrived, and before it is deep, the gates of Jinling City have been opened, and three extraordinary horses dragged an ordinary carriage away.

Driving all the way, the ugly hour was approaching, and the carriage stopped at the foot of the Hanshan Temple. Qingfeng Literature

There are several families living at the foot of the mountain, all of whom are old men with gray hair. These old people help Hanshan Temple to purchase some daily necessities on weekdays, and sell incense candles and Buddhist gadgets to pilgrims at the foot of the mountain.

The neighing of the horses woke up the old men, who had not been sleeping deeply, and two families lit their lamps, and one opened the wood door, and an old man came out wearing sackcloth and carrying an oil lamp.

Seeing that the horse was extraordinary, and the carriage was mediocre, and the man driving the car was not like a Daye person, this old man also wondered, where did the lord come to Hanshan Temple at night like this.

Don't mention the mountain gate where the incense is flourishing, like the Hanshan Temple, a small mountain temple with a flat flow of people, and most of the people living at the foot of the mountain are real people who have Buddhist beliefs.

This old man is also a layman, he approached the carriage with an oil lamp, and asked boldly: "The guests come to visit late at night, but they want to go up the mountain to seek Buddha?"

Lei Niu didn't say much, and Zhu Jiannan got out of the carriage, and jumped off directly without a stool. He held the fan and saluted the old man, and then said: "I made a wish in front of the Bodhisattva many years ago, and it will come to pass, and now I come to repay the wish." Visiting late at night is to disturb the old man's home, and I hope to forgive my sins. ”

After that, Zhu Yannan took out a few pieces of broken silver from his sleeve and handed them to the old man. The old man saw the rich boy handing over the silver, but he waved his hand and refused, grinning. That smile is simple and sincere, and people can see that they will not feel unpleasant because the old man is old and lacks a few teeth, but feel that this smile is kind and kind. If the pilgrims come to this Hanshan Temple with a heavy heart, they will feel a little more comfortable when they see the old man smiling like this.

"Childe has a Buddha in his heart, since he is here to repay the Bodhisattva's vows, how can he not be disturbed. Childe waited for a little time, and the old man went into the house. ”

The old man is old, and his steps are calm. He went back to the hut, and after a while pushed the door open again. When he got closer, with the help of the oil lamp, Zhu Jiannan saw that the old man was holding a few incense candles of good style in his hand, as well as a bundle of fine incense.

The old man handed the Buddhist supplies in his hand to Zhu Jiannan, still with that smile on his face, and said: "The masters and little novices on the mountain are all asleep, and they are afraid that the mice will steal the incense and candles at night, and the incense and candles in the Buddha hall will be put away." When guests go up the mountain, they don't light candles or burn incense, which is inappropriate after all. There are still some old decay here, although the ceremony is a little thinner, but when the heart arrives, the bodhisattvas will not blame. ”

Zhu Yannan was also polite, and reached out to take it. Before he took these Buddha supplies, Lei Niu also looked at them carefully a few times to make sure that there was no problem, so he didn't move or squeak.

Zhu Jiannan handed the broken silver to the old man again, and after several shirks, the old man accepted it.

After accepting the broken silver, the old man also asked Zhu Jiannan's name, saying that he wanted to use Zhu Jiannan's name to go to the town to buy some white rice to eat, and sacrifice a sacrifice to those poor people or animals who had nowhere to settle down.

Zhu Jiannan made up his identity at will, and after gossiping with the old man, he climbed up the narrow stone steps with Lei Niu.

Although Zhu Jiannan's body is no longer weak at the moment, the thousand-step stone steps still make him sweat, looking at Lei Niu on the side, this Xindu man is still fine, breathing evenly, which is enviable.

It was already late at night, and the Hanshan Temple, whether it was the upper nunnery or the middle and lower nunnery, the monks, and the pilgrims who stayed overnight were all asleep. Except for the Daxiong Treasure Hall and the bright candlelight, other places can only see some rough through the moonlight.

The master and servant went to the corner of the middle nunnery, where there was a separate courtyard and two meditation rooms. Pushing open the courtyard door, a yellow dog heard the movement and opened its eyes, when the yellow dog saw that it was Zhu Jiannan coming in, he didn't make a sound, but bit his tail and stuck out his tongue and came over.

Zhu Jiannan smiled with a smile on his face, squatted down and stroked the yellow dog's hair, and let the yellow dog go to rest or play by himself.

Walked to the meditation room on the left, lightly slammed the wooden door, and paused for a while, and there was an inquiry in the room.

"It's late at night, which Bodhisattva, but something?"

Zhu Jiannan is no stranger to this voice, but the last time he heard it, many years have passed. He cleared his throat and said in a respectful voice: "Uncle Xu, the man came over late at night, it was to disturb Uncle Xu's rest." ”

When Zhu Jiannan reported to himself, there was a lot of noise in the room, but after a few moments, a white-haired old man in a monk's robe opened the door. The old man is too old to go down the foot of the mountain, but his face is ruddy, and he looks old and strong, and his body is not bad.

The old man known as Uncle Xu opened the door and saw that it was Zhu Jiannan, so he couldn't help kneeling, and then saluted: "I don't know if His Royal Highness the Prince came late at night, it was the subordinates who were rude." ”

Zhu Jiannan helped him up, his voice was still respectful, and asked, "Uncle Xu, my eldest brother, how are you?"

Uncle Xu looked at the other meditation room, nodded, and replied: "The eldest prince is all right, everything is fine, he can eat and sleep, and he can run faster than rhubarb." ”

But then Uncle Xu realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing, and he wanted to kneel again, but he was stopped by Zhu Jiannan and couldn't kneel. This Uncle Xu was a little puzzled, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World was weak, how could he seem to have endless strength today.

Then Uncle Xu thought, but the Buddha blessed, so that His Royal Highness the Prince recovered? Then when the day dawns, you have to go to the Buddha statue to burn a few more incense sticks and kowtow a few more heads.

Zhu Jiannan let go of Uncle Xu, walked towards another room, stood in front of the door and took a few breaths, adjusted his mood, and then gently pushed the chai door open.

The interior of this meditation room is simple and clean. On the wooden bed, a man who was slightly thinner than Lei Niu lay on his back and fell asleep, most of his monk's robe lifted, and occasionally scratched his hand and said a few inaudible dream words alone. The quilt was kicked to the side and clumped together, and half of the cushion on the straw mat had already fallen to the ground.

This sleeping appearance is really ugly.

Zhu Yanan walked to the side of the bed and wanted to pull the back of the cushion back, but he was stunned no matter how hard he tried, this man was pressed hard, and he couldn't pull it for half a minute. Zhu Jiannan had no choice but to spread out the quilt in Tuancheng again for this man to do a good job.

I don't know if this man is really asleep, or if he deliberately pretends to be asleep with everyone, and when Zhu Jiannan helps him cover the quilt, he shows a somewhat stupid smile, and keeps making noises.

Zhu Jiannan thought it was funny, with a smile on his face, and gently stroked the man's hair with his hand. With the moonlight shining in, look closely. The man's face is clean, his hair is neat and smooth, and there is no greasy feeling. It seems that the people of this Hanshan Temple, as well as this Uncle Xu, took good care of him.

So, that's enough.

Zhu Jiannan stood up and took out a stack of silver tickets from his sleeve, he didn't remember how many there should be. Just such a stack of silver tickets, Zhu Jiannan directly stuffed them into Xu Bo's hand, and his voice was still respectful: "Over the years, Uncle Xu has been tired. ”

Uncle Xu didn't shirk these silver tickets, he had no children, no relatives, and money was useless to him, but he still accepted the silver tickets, without those politeness.

After seeing this man, Zhu Jiannan also came out of the meditation room, and carefully closed the firewood door. Standing in the courtyard with his hands behind his waist and looking up at the moon, Zhu Jiannan asked Uncle Xu: "Uncle Xu, you are well-informed and have experienced many ups and downs. ”

"His Royal Highness the Prince said this, it is to break my life as a bad old man. His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is an immortal talent, and the old man can only say one thing about his family. ”

Zhu Jiannan likes Uncle Xu's words, respectful, but not too much sycophancy.

"Heaven has no relatives, and he is always with good people. Is this true or false?"

Uncle Xu did not hesitate, and replied directly: "There is a degree of Taoism, but there is a degree, and there is a degree, and you can save yourself." Although Taoism says that heaven and earth are unkind and all things are used as dogs, in the end, they will indeed return to this sentence that heaven has no relatives and is always with good people. ”

Hearing this, Zhu Jiannan felt like a stone falling to the ground in his heart, and his heart was a little more settled, but his brows were still wrinkled.

"Uncle Xu, what I did was right or wrong?"

Xu Bo still replied directly: "His Royal Highness the Prince is the king, the king has no good or evil, even if the people of the world and the people of the future generations are criticized, but in the eyes of the old man, His Royal Highness the Prince is kind." Life is not comfortable in the world. But if His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha, seeks liberation, then there will be too many people in parallel goods and no one can save them. ”

Zhu Jiannan's brows stretched slightly, and the corners of his mouth also showed a smile, and he muttered: "As the king, he is in charge of the life and death of millions of people, and if he goes to hell, he will go to hell, right? ”

When the words fell, Zhu Jiannan did not stop, led Lei Niu out of the yard and went down the mountain.

After Zhu Jiannan left for a while, the yellow dog in the courtyard suddenly barked, his voice was cheerful, and his tail was still wagging his tail. A large hand reached over and stroked the yellow dog's hair.

The man opened his mouth and asked: "Uncle Xu, Heaven has no relatives, and he is always with good people, is it really right?"

This person is the man who was in the original meditation room, there was no sleep at all, and even some stupid men. Uncle Xu shook his head, sighed, and said, "That's the case, if such a heavenly reason really exists in the world, why would His Royal Highness put himself in hell?"

The man shook his head, his face full of bitterness and guilt, and said, "It's my brother who is not angry, and in the end it is he who suffers." ”