After that, like rain passing through the sky, Yuanci swept away the gloom again, full of hope, and embarked on the road ahead.

The two masters and apprentices, one village and one city, are getting closer and closer to the center of the Xuan Realm.

But the closer they got to the center of the Xuan Realm, the more the two of them realized that something was wrong.

The more prosperous the town, the more eerie the atmosphere.

The town is surrounded by displaced people and mourning.

And the people in the city were all in a hurry, and they did not greet each other, but were silent as if they were facing a great enemy.

Yuan Ci walked on this cold street, uncomfortable.

She grabbed a vendor in the street and asked, "What's wrong with your city, why is it so deserted?"

The peddler glanced at Yuan Ci and said with a look of incomprehension: "Little Master, don't ask more. ”

Yuan Ci looked puzzled, and was about to ask again unrelentingly, when suddenly a commotion came from the street.

Dozens of people dressed as soldiers, shouting, pushing and shoving, and escorted several people over.

The few people who were pushed and walked in front were all dressed as scholars, looking dejected.

The soldiers whired and shouted, laughed and cursed, and whistled through the streets.

The people on the side of the street, all with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, neither exchanged heads nor suspicious expressions, as if they were commonplace, calm and indifferent.

After the commotion, the peddler came over and whispered to Yuan Ci: "Little Master, look, this is the end of being talkative. ”

"Talky?" Yuan Ci didn't know what to do, but he still didn't give up: "Is it not allowed to talk too much in your city?"

The peddler blinked and said mysteriously, "It's not that you can't say more, but if you say more, you will lose." Now the rebels are being arrested in the city. ”

"Messy party?" Yuan Ci wanted to continue to say more, but Master Yuan Sheng came over and slipped Yuan Citi away in time.

Master Yuansheng pulled the curious Yuanci into an uninhabited alley and whispered, "This city is called Enning City. But in fact, there is neither grace nor tranquility. This is the junction of the spheres of influence of the Wang family and the Ying family. In recent years, the Wang clan's power has become stronger and stronger, so in these surrounding towns, they have wantonly eliminated dissidents and arrested the people of the Ying clan. However, anyone who is involved with the Ying clan, or sympathizes with the Ying clan in words, is regarded as a chaotic party and is brutally eliminated. The Wang clan is ruthless and has a cool reputation. The people of the city dared not speak out of their anger. After Master Yuansheng finished speaking, he looked around vigilantly, and recited the Buddha as if he was repentant: "Good, good, the poor monk has said more." A monk should not talk about right and wrong and participate in secular party disputes. Sins, sins, sins. ”

After saying that, Master Yuansheng glared at Yuanci tightly again, and solemnly admonished: "Disciples must remember, don't talk falsely, don't make trouble. ”

Yuan Ci was jealous and hateful by nature, and when he had just witnessed the soldiers doing evil and heard about the atrocities of the Wang family, his blood was surging in his heart, and he was out of control. was suddenly suppressed by Master Yuansheng, and couldn't help but feel depressed. She could only frown, and replied reluctantly, "Yes, Master, I'll try my best." ”

Master Yuansheng looked at Yuan Ciyang's appearance of being in defiance, worried in his heart, pulled up Yuan Ci, and just wanted to leave the place of right and wrong.

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Facts have proved that Master Yuansheng's concern is not unreasonable.

Soon, Yuanci once again encountered something that made her angry.

The master and apprentice walked into a teahouse, intending to drink tea and rest.

The so-called tea is not actually tea.

There is no sunlight in the Xuan Realm, so naturally tea leaves cannot grow.

But in this underground world, a kind of extremely demonic flower grows. This red flower is like a flame that grows only at the water's edge, and when plucked, it quickly turns black. The people in the Xuan Realm gave this flower an ominous name: the flower of the other side. The legendary flower is a very cool and thin thing, and the flowers and leaves will never meet. The leaves and stems are poisonous, but this flower, after the special cooking of the people in the Xuan Realm, is unusually mellow, and it can be compared with tea.

This kind of flower tea on the other side is also Yuanci's favorite.

It is fragrant and has a sweet aftertaste.

At this time, Yuan Ci was sitting in the teahouse, holding a cup of flower tea, looking satisfied.

A plate or two of seasonal side dishes would be perfect.

It's a pity that I am shy in my pocket.

In order to enter the Xuan Realm, Yuan Ci didn't even bring her hair, let alone silver.

The monks have no long life. Master Yuansheng and Master Yuanci both relied on Huayuan and the temple to place orders along the way, and their lives were really simple and poor.

Yuan Ci looked at the shop melancholy, and the second child was busy serving the side dishes that looked delicious.

What's even more infuriating is that the guests at the next table actually ordered a table full of snacks, and the aroma was overwhelming.

This is a blatant flaunt of wealth!

Yuan Ci glanced at the next table with her eyes a little angrily, expressing her disdain for this behavior, but at the same time swallowed hard.

At this time, a rather magnetic voice sounded from the next table: "Xiao Er, serve a few exquisite vegetarian dishes to the two masters." ”

Yuan Ci's eyes widened in shock, and she hurriedly turned her head to look at the source of the sound.

At the next table next to the blatant flaunting of wealth, a few ladies in brocade clothes are buried deep in a large table of delicacies.

One of them, smiling at Yuanci, was the source of the voice. This person is very popular, with a handsome face, but there is a fierce look between his eyebrows.

Yuan Ci suddenly had a good impression of this person, and the disdain just now was immediately forgotten in the back of his mind. She stood up with a thud and immediately wanted to thank the child.

Master Yuansheng stood up first, folded his hands towards the table next to him, and said without humility or arrogance: "Thank you for your kindness." I am a monk who has been practicing penance all year round, and I only seek coarse tea and light food. Worldly pastimes are only a stumbling block on the path of cultivation. ”

Yuan Ci rolled her eyes sadly, and sat down with her head drooped.

Unexpectedly, Gongzi was not discouraged, he actually stood up, walked straight to Master Yuansheng, and respectfully bowed his hand to Master Yuansheng and said, "Master forgive me." Under no intention to offend. It's just that under my mother, I sincerely worship the Buddha, and I once made a grand vow to worship the people who cultivate the Buddha that the world sees. Today's move is just to fulfill my mother's wish. Please also ask the two masters to complete. ”

Master Yuansheng was about to speak, but Yuanci stood up again and said righteously: "Son's good deeds can be learned! Master, we should fulfill Childe's filial piety!"

As soon as the words fell, Master Yuansheng glared at Yuanci fiercely.

Childe immediately smiled and cast an approving glance at Yuan Ci, and then bowed his hand respectfully, turning back to the next table.

Yuan Ci immediately sat down and feasted on the delicate side dishes in front of him.

Suddenly, the irritating shouting rang out again.

Another group of soldiers, in the midst of chickens and dogs, marched all the way domineeringly.

Yuan Ci glared at these ostentatious people in disgust, hoping that he would not meet them on a narrow path.

It's a pity that these soldiers staggered and walked into the teahouse impartially.

The soldiers, dressed in dark gray uniforms and turbans with strange styles, casually brandished the broadswords in their hands, laughing and scolding loudly.

As soon as they stepped into the teahouse, most of the guests in the teahouse panicked.

The soldiers looked at the instantly empty teahouse with satisfaction, found a random table, and sat down staggeredly.

After that, several people began to shout loudly for the shopkeeper. Xiao Er immediately ran over and quickly gave several uncles a table full of good wine and good food.

Master Yuansheng glanced at the Yuanci envoy with some concern, and said in a low voice: "Let's go quickly, don't wade into this troubled water." ”

Yuan Ci stared at the delicate side dish in front of him with infinite regret, quickly poured the side dish into his mouth, and said indistinctly: "Master, don't worry, don't waste." ”

As the saying goes, trouble comes from the mouth.

Some evil is eaten.

These soldiers who were drinking and having fun, somehow, noticed Yuanci who was gobbling up.

One of the soldiers swayed up to Yuan Ci, stared at Yuan Ci for a while, and suddenly shouted in surprise: "Brothers, come and see, this little monk is so good to be Peugeot." ”

When several soldiers heard this, they were very interested, and immediately surrounded Yuanci and Master Yuansheng.

Master Yuansheng secretly screamed bitterly, and quickly grabbed Yuanci, intending to slip away.

A soldier with a big waist and a round waist grabbed Master Yuansheng and said compassionately: "Old monk, what are you panicking about? We are pious people, and we like monks the most." ”

As soon as these words came out, several people laughed insolently.

One person sprayed wine, put an ugly face in front of Yuan Ci, looked at it obscenely for a long time, and shouted: "Really, this little monk is more handsome than the little daughter-in-law." ”

Several people laughed again.

Yuan Ci was already flushed at this time, lowered his head, and panicked.

As a woman, it is the first time to be molested.

It is even more unheard of to be molested as a man.

At this time, a large number of people had gathered outside the teahouse. Some watched the excitement, some were indifferent, and some were disgruntled, but no one stood up and said a word of justice.

At this time, another yellow-faced soldier also came over and said with a smile: "You little monk, are you a man or a woman? Why don't you take off your clothes, let's tell the difference." ”

After speaking, he raised his hand to tear Yuanci's robe.

Master Yuansheng was shocked, and hurriedly grabbed the yellow-faced soldier and said loudly: "I can't help it, Master Bing." The apprentice first entered Buddhism, was young and ignorant, and offended a few people. Ladies and gentlemen, please raise your noble hands. ”

The yellow-faced soldier was grabbed by Master Yuansheng's hands, and his face changed. He viciously pushed Master Yuansheng to the ground and scolded: "What an old monk who doesn't know what to do, it ruins Lao Tzu's interest." ”

When Yuan Ci saw Master Yuansheng fall to the ground, he was in a hurry and hurried to help his master.

But before he could help the master, Yuan Ci himself was caught by several people and couldn't move.

A soldier with a meaty face, even more drunk, smiling insolently, was about to reach out and grab Yuanci's face.

But as soon as his hand reached in front of Yuanci, it suddenly stopped.

The soldier felt very strange, and stared at his hand that was stopped in the air in confusion.

It turned out that he was caught by the other hand.

The master of this hand said coldly: "A few soldiers, don't spoil the cultivation of the disciples of Buddhism. ”

The soldier with a meaty face was greatly annoyed and shouted: "Don't worry about Uncle Ben's idle business." After saying that, the soldier secretly said vigorously, intending to continue to reach forward and touch Yuanci's face.

As a result, he suddenly screamed. His arm was broken alive.

The man who broke this arm said in a more gloomy tone: "You will not live if you have done your own sin." ”

Several soldiers were shocked, let go of Yuanci, and drew their long knives one after another, glaring angrily.

I saw that the person who broke his arm was the boy in brocade clothes who gave away vegetables at the next table. With a gloomy face, he took a few steps back, put his hands behind his back, and coldly looked at the few soldiers with knives.

A few soldiers, rampant and domineering, are used to fish and meat in the country. What they usually see are people who are obedient, when have they encountered such a hard role as today. Several people were furious and squeaked and shouted, "Good boy, dare to break ground on grandpa's head." I'll let you have no return today!" With that, several people brandished long knives and pounced on the brocade-clothed boy with teeth and claws.

The brocade-clothed boy smiled coldly, his body shook, and he dodged the long knives of several people lightly.

Several soldiers were even more annoyed when they saw that the blow had missed, and quickly surrounded the brocade-clothed boy in the center. Several people looked at each other, and at the same time swung knives at the head, chest, and thighs of the son, and slashed at the son's head, chest, and thigh, in order to take advantage of the unpreparedness of the boy in brocade clothes to kill the killer.

Yuan Ci was shocked and blurted out: "Childe be careful!"

I saw that the boy in brocade actually smiled slightly, lifted his breath, stepped on the long knife that swept over, jumped high, and in an instant, fell behind several soldiers. As soon as the boy in brocade fell to the ground, he swept his legs and immediately kicked over the two soldiers.

The rest of the soldiers looked stunned, and they didn't dare to delay, and immediately waved their long knives again and swept towards Gongzi.

The boy in brocade did not panic, but still raised his leg and kicked at the back of the long knife.

With the sound of a bell, the long knife was kicked in two.

Yuan Ci was fascinated and couldn't help shouting: "Okay!"

When the boy in brocade heard Yuan Ci's applause, he felt a little funny, and turned around and bowed slightly to Yuan Ci. Then he bullied forward again, kicking left and right with a pair of long legs, and his body flew over, chic and free.

Soon, seven or eight soldiers collapsed to the ground, all of them humming like killing pigs.