Ling Muyu thought about it, and his thoughts couldn't help but drift far away. He also did not enter through the main entrance, but went around to the side door at the back of the temple and gently slammed the door. Soon after, the back door was opened, and a little monk who probed his brain came out, short in stature, but his face and body were relatively round, showing that the incense in the temple was good.

Ling Muyu gathered away his scattered thoughts, straightened his clothes, and said: "Little Master, I am a Confucian student who came here to study, unfortunately slipped down the mountain stream in the early morning, and my clothes were all wet. Ling Muyu knew that the monks of Yongquan Temple were not people from the rivers and lakes, if he took the liberty to reveal things, he would cause more incidents, he traveled to the rivers and lakes, and he had always been a scholar, and it was not the first time that the identity excuse of "traveling bachelor" was used.

Although the little monk is young, he is smart and clever, I think he has seen a lot of people from all walks of life in this temple, he looked at Ling Muyu and said, "Look at you are a few years older than me, how can you still fall while walking, but it's too sloppy, come in with me." Ling Muyu laughed twice, remained silent, and followed the little monk into the incense soup kitchen in Yongquan Temple.

"Well, donor take care of yourself. It was originally one of the two rooms of the temple, but it was later abandoned. You are just baking the fire here, don't walk around, I still have to go to the backyard to clean, and the master will have to check it when he goes back, so I won't accompany you. With that, he hurried away. Ling Muyu originally wanted to ask something, but the person was gone, so he could only give up temporarily, he went to light the fire, dragged off his coat, dried it aside, swept out a fairly clean place and sat cross-legged, using his Wudang internal strength to expel the cold that invaded his body.

After just a big week, Ling Muyu's mind began to calculate again: "Last night's internal injuries have also been calculated, and there is no major problem, but the rest are not in a hurry." But even if I use my heyday of internal strength to fight with that Jiang Yanhuai again, I won't be able to take advantage of it. It is the easiest way to find help, but among the friends in the rivers and lakes who are familiar at the moment, there is no one near the left. Alas, I can't imagine that the god machine can fight with Mr. Gongmu of the Ferris League, but he can't help a small mourning village owner. ”

Ling Muyu looked at the dancing flames in front of him, fell into deep thought, and suddenly thought: "I am really the biggest fool in the world, I have to use my own shortcomings to touch the strengths of others, even if I can really kill Jiang Yanhuai with my own strength, but the rest of the minions can naturally choose a new leader and continue to plague the Quartet." This suppression of bandits is not what the people in the rivers and lakes are good at, and to eliminate the bandits, of course, it depends on the government. Although there are many people in the government who have a lot of wine bags and rice bags, they still have to deal with the aftermath of the handling of the bandits after they are resolved, not to mention that Jiang Yanhuai is already against the imperial court, but it is only with the traps and poisonous smoke that the officials and soldiers are helpless. That Jiang Yanhuai's martial arts are above me, but these things are absolutely inferior to me, it is better for me to join forces with the officials and soldiers to help them go up the mountain to suppress bandits, so that I don't need to fight hard, I can get rid of this evil. ”

"I'm afraid that this official and army will be scared by this mourning village in the first two years, and they won't dare to go up the mountain, besides, why do they believe that I am a weak scholar who can take them up the mountain, if I really go to find cooperation, I am afraid that I will be regarded as a traitor who lured them up the mountain. Ling Muyu knocked on the wooden board on the side and muttered to himself: "If you can't complete the premise of gaining the trust of the government, this strategy will not be able to be implemented." ”

"Hey, donor, don't you need breakfast!" Ling Muyu suddenly heard a shout in his ears, it turned out that the little monk from before had returned, still holding a bowl of white porridge and half a bowl of green vegetables and tofu in his hand. Ling Muyu hurriedly took it with a smile, he was busy all night, and he was indeed hungry at this time, while eating, he took out a small ingot of silver from his arms, about two coins, and handed it to the little monk, and said: "The scholar is not a beggar, and he can't receive favors for no reason. ”

"Well said, well said. The donor is so knowledgeable and courteous, he is really a good person. To be learned is to be learned!" The little monk accepted it with a smile. He said, "There is still porridge, if it is not enough, I will bring it to Mr. again." ”

"No, such porridge and vegetables are enough to satisfy the stomach, and I have not learned anything in the next class, and I have not obtained any fame, and I am not even a show talent, so how can I have any knowledge. By the way, under the surname Ling, dare to ask the little master's name?" Ling Muyu asked.

The little monk said in the same way: "The little monk has any Dharma name, you can call me Zhiding." Master Ling Shi, I haven't heard of any schools around here, only this Yongquan Temple, you came early in the morning, what are you doing here?" Ling Muyu said: "It's nothing, it's just that I woke up early, wandering around, aimlessly, strolling around, and that's it." ”

Zhiding exclaimed: "Are you alone?" Ling Muyu listened, nodded, and Zhiding exclaimed: "In this way, Ling Shizhu's luck is not ordinarily good. ”

"Oh?" Ling Muyu wondered, "What do you mean by that?"

Zhiding explained: "Master Ling Shi can know why this room is abandoned. It's because, right now, when the temple is added up, there are only six people left. Zhiding looked at Ling Muyu with a surprised look on his face, and continued: "You don't believe it, right, there is a huge temple, why are there only so many people left." That's all because we're in a bad position. On the right side of the temple, there is Ailao Mountain, on which a group of bandits live, and on the left side of this mountain, there are fierce tigers, which often hurt people's lives. After a long time, there were no more pilgrims coming, and the livelihood in the temple was difficult to maintain, so the brothers and sisters all left the temple to find another way to make a living, leaving only the old abbot, my master, and the four of us who had been monks since childhood. ”

"Tiger?" Ling Muyu said in his heart, "I didn't know about this before. He asked Zhiding: "I heard that this Yongquan Temple is a thousand-year-old temple and is one of the five great Zen temples in Fuzhou, don't the masters of your temple know a few government masters? Why not let the government send troops to exterminate the mountain bandits, and then give some silver, and find some senior hunters to go up the mountain to fight tigers, so that the risks on both sides can be eliminated, why not?"

Zhiding replied: "Master Ling Shi doesn't know anything. My master and the old abbot are familiar with several officials in Fuzhou City, but the bandits in Ailao Mountain are very good, and the government can't help him, and there is a bad star, and everyone is afraid to avoid it, how can there be hunters coming? Besides, what can happen if they fight tigers? As long as these people are in one day, the situation in this temple will not improve, and now there is only one way to kneel and beg the Buddha, and to descend the supernatural powers as soon as possible, and clean up this group of wicked people who disturb the pure land of Buddhism. ”

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