Master, I'm back. ”

The little monk ran into an alley with three crutches and two turns, and began to open his mouth to greet him when he was far away.

I saw a thin old monk sitting on the ground against the wall, his long snow-white beard hanging down to the ground, and a tattered robe had been removed by him and covered a sleeping homeless child next to him.

The old monk had already entered the deep meditation to ward off the hunger in his belly, but the long journey had already exhausted his body, and all the food on his body was distributed to the hungry people around him, and it was already at the limit at this moment.

The little monk ran closer, and suddenly there was a gurgling sound from his side, accompanied by the sound of swallowing saliva. The little monk tightened the bowl in his arms, looked at the eager eyes around him, and his heart was extremely entangled, but he still gritted his teeth and whispered: "My master hasn't eaten for a week, and I want to leave it to my master today." ”

Just when everyone was at a stalemate, an old man next to him finally swallowed his saliva, suppressed the hunger in his stomach, turned his head and didn't look at the bowl in the little monk's arms, knocked on the corner of the wall three times with half a cane, and said in a deep voice: "Don't embarrass the little master, haven't you eaten enough for so many days!

The old man seemed to have quite a prestige among this group of hungry people, and as soon as he opened his mouth, the hungry people who had been glowing green suddenly wilted, and scattered back to their own territory to sleep.

At times like these, they can't do anything but sleep.

It's not that they didn't want to join the army, but all the eligible people among them have already gone, and those who are left behind are old, weak, sick and disabled, and they don't have that opportunity.

The little monk smiled at the old man gratefully, and then stepped forward to hold the bowl in one hand, and shook his master vigorously in the other hand, and the old monk woke up faintly after a while, and a gurgling sound suddenly broke out in his stomach, and the old monk didn't care, just looked at the little monk with a smile, and asked weakly: "How long have I been in Dingding this time?"

"Back to Master, it's been three hours. The little monk said respectfully. Then he held up the bowl in his hand and handed it to the old monk, bowed his head and said, "Please have a meal for the master." ”

Seeing that the little monk was secretly swallowing his saliva but didn't dare to take a second look at the bowl, the old monk nodded with satisfaction: "Juexin, this bowl of porridge master takes a sip, you take a sip, and the rest is distributed to the young benefactor behind, how about it?"

"Jue Xin listens to the master. The little monk who was called Juexin nodded, looked at the master with eager and firm eyes, and said respectfully: "Please also ask the master to eat first." ”

"Good. ”

The old monk was very satisfied with his apprentice's performance, he took a small sip lightly, and then handed the bowl to Juexin. Juexin also took a bite like a master, and it seemed that it was half a point less than the old monk's.

The old monk kindly touched the little monk's bald head and got up tremblingly. The little monk hurriedly came to help, and the two slowly walked towards the depths of the alley.

In the depths of the alley lay a young man, his face was pale, and his shoulders and arms were wounded, and although he was no longer in danger of life, it was probably not so easy to recover from the lack of medical care and food.

"Juexin, come, help me help the little donor up. ”

Feeling that they understood, the two of them worked together to help the young man lying on the ground up, carefully avoiding touching his wounds, and most of the rice porridge in the bowl flowed into the young man's mouth little by little.

As if feeling the aroma of food, although the young man was still unconscious, he was also subconsciously swallowing in his mouth, and it didn't take long to drink most of the bowl of porridge.

The old monk stretched out his fingers to scrape the remaining rice porridge from the young man's mouth, wiped it into the young man's mouth, reached out to the young man's veins, and showed a slight smile later.

"It's better, I guess I'll wake up today. ”

====The dividing line is lying in the bed ====

Xue Wunian felt that he had a long, long dream.

After I left from the Yuanji Phoenix Pillow Tower, I went straight to Ningweihou's Mansion. That Ning Weihou, named Deng Mo, obviously didn't expect that someone would dare to beat his attention in Yanjing City, and he only used a little means to successfully kill him.

I don't know why, it seems that Deng Mo's death makes me feel extremely happy in my heart, the eldest sister can only be mine, no one can rob it, no one can snatch it away!

There is also a Zheng Pingping, that is his ultimate goal!

Zheng Pingping, you wait for me!

However, his luck did not seem to be very good, and he finally got to the vicinity of Langfu City in a group of fleeing hungry people, but happened to encounter the vanguard army of the captives. That general was too, and he saw his kung fu at a glance, and directly sent someone to strangle him.

He relied on his superior situation to cultivate and fight and retreat, but he was also greeted by the captives. After all, he was careless, although he was all ants under the situation, but many ants could bite the elephant to death, and he had been forced into a desperate situation.

At the last moment, it seemed that two monks ran towards him, and then he lost consciousness and didn't know anything else.

Well, my body hurts so much, and my whole body is very weak, but it seems that I have survived.

Xue Wunian's eyelids trembled, and he opened a slit slightly, the harsh sunlight made him extremely uncomfortable, and he closed his eyes again.

"Master, master, the donor is awake. ”

Juexin's voice woke up the old monk who was meditating on the side from his meditation again, and the old monk put his fingers on Xue Wunian's wrist, and then smiled slightly, the corners of his snow-white eyebrows were raised, and his face showed joy: "Amitabha, good, good." ”

Xue Wunian, who had slowed down for a while, opened his eyes and saw Juexin and the old monk looking at him curiously, he immediately recognized that these were the two figures that were originally facing him on the battlefield that day, and it seemed that he was saved by them.

"Xue Wunian, thank you to the two masters for saving your life. At this moment, it is not appropriate to make any moves on his body, Xue Wunian can only verbally thank the old monk and Juexin first.

"The donor protected each other with his life, attracting most of the captives' troops, otherwise how could other donors survive, the old man just did a little bit of his part. The old monk spoke slowly.

The reason why the old monk is so weak at the moment, in addition to not having eaten for a long time, is also because he has been overdrawing his body to heal Xue Wunian's luck in the first few days, otherwise with Xue Wunian's seriously injured body, where would he be able to wake up alive.

Xue Wunian already knew everything after exercising his internal strength for a week, so he was even more grateful to the old monk, although he had a lot of lives on his hands, but he was not a cold-blooded killer, and he also knew about Entu. Xue Wunian secretly made up his mind in his heart that he would repay this great favor one day.

However, Xue Wunian didn't know that it was precisely because he was in a coma that he did not make any action against Zheng Pingfei, otherwise he would definitely collide with Duan Yifei and others.

Xue Wunian glanced around, there were blue brick houses everywhere, and there were a group of homeless people who were similar to him lying around, who didn't know that this was already in Langfu City, and immediately blurted out: "Dare to ask the master, do you know how the battle situation is at this moment?"

To say that Xue Wunian wanted to kill Zheng Pingyi before, but when he saw the battlefield for the first time, he instantly shocked his heart deeply. The wanton abuse of his compatriots also aroused his anger, so he subconsciously wanted to understand the battle situation at this moment.

"This ...... The old monk showed a trace ......of shame and said slowly: "After entering the city, in addition to healing the benefactor's injuries, the old monk is in the meditation. I don't know any of that. ”

"I, I know something. The little monk Juexin followed, but then muttered uncertainly: "I don't know if it's true, today I heard the soldier who gave porridge say that the captives have besieged the city." ”

"Hmmm......"

The atmosphere in the venue suddenly became solemn, and several refugees next to him couldn't help but surround them, and said in shock: "Little Master's words are serious. ”

"Naturally, the monks don't speak. ”

Juexin's answer made everyone silent, and the old monk seemed to be tired, and sat down cross-legged again to recite the scriptures, not knowing whether he was praying for the soldiers in front of him, or overtaking the dead soldiers.

Seeing that the master was like this, Juexin confessed to Xue Wunian and said, "Donor, you have a good rest, Amitabha." ”

After that, Juexin also closed his eyes, and recited Buddhist scriptures in a low voice in his mouth, with a pious demeanor, just like the old monk.

Xue Wunian tried to move his fingers, and his physical condition was much better than expected.

Don't drag down the two masters anymore, and leave tonight. Xue Wunian secretly decided.