Yiyang City is a den of bandits. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This is Cen Qing's first impression of the border city under Yang Jizhou's rule.

Running in the rain for more than 100 miles overnight, and fighting with the tiger demon on the way, even the iron body couldn't stand it, Cen Qing arrived at the pass called Pingjing Pass, and handed Zhang Yu to the general who knew her, and he found a barracks and fell asleep, and no soldiers came to call him until the afternoon.

The soldier had been reminded about before, but he didn't know whether it was curiosity or something, he still sneaked a few glances at Cen Qing's face, as if he couldn't believe that the person who looked so beautiful was actually a man.

The blue sky outside the tent was like a play, there was not even a piece of white clouds, and the sun was even more dazzling.

Cen Qing calculated the days, today is already the first day of the fifth month, there are about three or four more days, if that Zhang Shan has not sent Hanyu, I am afraid that he will really have to find a secluded and uninhabited place to wait for the Dragon Boat Festival.

Zhang Yu has been picked up in Yiyang, and when he left, he left someone to say that she lived in Yangjiazhuang in the east of the city, so that Cen Qing would look for her when he was free, but Cen Qing had no plans for the time being, and took the child all the way, he didn't want to be sent to the place and be entangled. Although the little girl looks good, after all, it is a peach that has not grown, sour, astringent and toothless, if you wait a few more years, it will be about the same.

Throw the five ghosts at her, and I owe a piece of cold chalcedony to the star, if you want to soak her in the future, you can use this as an excuse to get closer.

Lori's cultivation is something that only strange Shu Huang likes to do.,I'm an upright young man who talks about five things, four beauties and three loves.。

With bad intentions in his heart, he asked the soldiers about the way to Yiyang, and then he walked to the city - he wanted to buy a war horse to travel, but the people directly moved out of the military law and told him with a straight face that those who buy and sell military horses are guilty of death.

Being watched all the way out of Pingjing Pass, Cen Qing was extremely envious of the real Xiaoqing's spell that could fly into the sky as soon as his body turned...... Hey, it's not comparable.

Far away from the pass, he recited the magic clothes trick, and became the dress of the girl in the yellow dress in the Xiaoyao Cave, anyway, he didn't have the energy to put on makeup, so it was better to rush directly in the form of a woman, so as not to make people stare at him like a stranger.

After walking for a while, he suddenly felt a little bored, and after thinking for a while, he remembered that the five ghosts who usually amused him were all in Zhang Yu's place, and he couldn't help but feel a little lost. With her mind turning, she took out the magic spear from the spirit bracelet and devoured the soul.

"Hey, let's talk?"

"Despicable Slave ......"

"Well, you'd better stay in confinement. ”

This guy was still unruly, Cen Qing had to continue to throw it back into the spirit bracelet, quickened his pace, and about a quarter of an hour later he arrived at Yiyang.

Then, I was really taken aback.

He originally thought that since this Yiyang City was known as the last barrier in the Central Plains of the Southern Song Dynasty, it could prevent the Jin soldiers from going south through the three passes, even if it was not a tall city wall and a forest of battlements, at least it had to be heavily guarded, but everything in front of him was a huge mess.

That's right, there is a mess everywhere, even the houses are randomly dug up with stones and adobe wood, and the roofs are basically thatched, and even small tiles are hard to find. The streets are crooked, the ground is uneven, there are messes around, selling some tattered armor and notched blades of the gold man system, only a few stalls look more high-end, and there are actually mink robes, fur hats, and money purses of the golden generals. And these stalls, actually wearing the clothes of the Great Song Dynasty soldiers, and the people who buy things, most of them are Jianghu people, these blades captured from the Jin army, although they are old, but compared to the swords of the Jianghu people from the folk workshop, they are still much sharper and tougher. Cen Qing walked along the way and saw that a good mace was actually called to a high price of fifty taels of silver, but he didn't know if the Jianghu people who were looking at the goods had the money to buy it and whether it was useful.

Walking forward, it is a place to eat, all the stalls are almost the same, all of them are a big pot stove facing the street, there are no tables, chairs and benches in the shed, at most two stones and a stone slab are set up as a dining table, and there are not many people who eat, basically all kinds of sergeants of all colors. The meals were also very simple, coarse grains and wild vegetables, and occasionally someone caught game, and the stall was immediately crowded with people.

"Yiyang City is eight hundred miles to the north, there is no danger to defend, behind it is the remnants of the Qinling Mountains, and if you start a war with the Jin people, this place will immediately become a battlefield. Today's Yiyang City seems to be in tatters, but in fact, the elite and fresh forces are in the three passes behind, even if the Jin people go south, as long as the soldiers and civilians of the Great Song Dynasty retreat into the mountains and hold the three passes, the Jin people will be helpless. General Yang's act of desoluting Yiyang seems absurd, but in fact, there are countless lives, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a Buddha of ten thousand families. ”

Cen Qing was sighing expectantly, and suddenly someone next to him spoke, his voice thick and clear.

I don't know when I was approached, Cen Qing was startled, turned around to look, and saw a monk with a face that looked like he was in his fifties, but his eyebrows were white. The monk was wearing a washed white robe, a pair of monk shoes made of twine and rags under his feet, holding a lacquered bowl in his left hand, and smiling at him with his right palm erected on his chest.

The other party's expression was kind, and Cen Qing didn't look rude, so he arched his hand and said, "Thank you, master, for your doubts." ”

"Amitabha, the poor monk just happened to pass by, saw the donor's brows locked, sighed in his mouth, seemed to have a compassionate heart, so he said a few more words, and hoped that the donor would not blame the poor monk for talking too much. The monk smiled.

"You've won a prize. Cen Qing smiled a little ashamedly, where was he being compassionate, he was just sighing how such an undisciplined army could fight against the Jin army, but he didn't expect to be mistaken by the monk.

The monk didn't speak, just looked at him with a smile, and saw that Cen Qing's scalp was a little hairy.

Wouldn't this guy see through that I'm a monster and want to subdue demons and eliminate demons, right?

"Uh, that...... If the master has something to do, he might as well go and get busy first, I'll just take a look here. Cen Qing couldn't figure out the details of the monk, and he was a little inexplicably weak-hearted, and if this guy really wanted to start subduing demons and eliminating demons, he would ...... Pull out the sword talisman in the hairpin and let the other party get out.

Anyway, Li Zangfeng bragged that when he met a monk with advanced cultivation, he would sell him face if he took out this thing.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. The monk shook his head and said, "The poor monk Guan benefactor has a lot of wisdom, but it is a pity that the surrounding blood is shrouded in light and black gas, I am afraid that it is the indiscriminate killing of living beings that provokes the cause and effect of the underworld, if you leave it alone, you will lose the meaning of Buddhism's compassion; if you interfere, I don't know if the donor is willing to settle this cause and effect with the poor monk." ”

Cen Qing's face suddenly stiffened.

Last night, the ghost soldiers with chains and iron shackles came to arrest him, and he always wondered if he had killed too many people in Yueyang before, which led to the ghost soldiers sent by the underworld to arrest him and confront him, and the star chaser was very measured, and his words were vague, only mentioning cause and effect without saying the reason, perhaps he was also worried that he would be blamed by the underworld if he leaked out.

The monk saw it, and the monk dared to say that naturally the monk had some cheap deals with the underworld, and when you didn't see anyone dying, did you have to find a monk to chant the scriptures?

Cen Qing pondered for a while and asked, "What if it is a cause and effect with you?"

The monk smiled and said: "The donor will return to the temple with me, and the poor monk will make a ****, surpass those dead souls who died in vain, so that the underworld will no longer entangle the donor." ”

Cen Qing frowned and said, "Is this the cause and effect?"

The monk smiled again: "The donor will practice with the poor monk from now on, and he will naturally be able to get positive results." ”

Cen Qing scratched his head and said, "You want even women in the temple?"

"Whatever there is a appearance, it is all false. The monk stood up with one palm and recited the Buddha, saying, "I look at the donor, not the skin." ”

"What's that...... You just said that I killed innocents indiscriminately. ”

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground. What's more, the Buddha also has Dharma protectors, and the donor can also be the Dharma protector when he enters my Buddha's door. ”

"Okay, I see, you mean that if you follow you, you have a license to kill. Cen Qing sighed, he realized that he had really failed to talk to the person who spoke Zen Machine, "Sounds good, but I don't want to." ”

"Can the donor tell the poor monk the reason?"

"Unwillingness is unwillingness, where is the reason?" Cen Qing thought for a while and said, "Since you mentioned cause and effect, then you tell me the name of Guibaosha, it's a big deal that I will go to Shangzhu incense when I pass by in the future, and add some sesame oil money to you, so you can chat with me about this cause and effect." ”

"......" The monk was speechless for a while, and then said, "Since the donor is unwilling to enter my Buddhism now, it seems that the opportunity has not yet arrived, and the poor monk Fahai temporarily lives in Zhenjiang Jinshan Temple." ”

"Fa Fa Hai?"

Like a thunderbolt rolling overhead, listening to the monk report to his home, Cen Qing only felt that this world was too ridiculous, he had already sworn not to go to Hangzhou, but he didn't expect to meet the final boss in the legend of the White Snake in the Central Plains, this monk is not waiting in Jinshan Temple to receive Xu Xian and the White Lady, what are you doing when you run to this place where birds don't, he suddenly wanted to cry.

"Hey, the donor knows the poor monk?"

"I don't know!" Cen Qing hurriedly shook his head, then peeked at the bowl in the monk's left hand, and shook his head resolutely, "I don't know at all." ”

This time it was Fahai's turn to frown and think: "The poor monk Guan benefactor is also a wise person, could it be that you and I have seen it in our previous lives?"

"I haven't seen it! I've never heard of it. Cen Qing flatly denied it.

"Oh, maybe the poor monk is thinking too much. Fahai nodded and said, "Since the donor is not willing to enter my Buddhism for the time being, the poor monk does not force it, I just hope that the donor will not forget the promise of a stick of incense today." ”

I knew you were Fahai for a long time, so the ghost was willing to burn incense for you.

Cen Qing complained in his heart.

"In addition, since the donor has just taken shape, he should practice as early as possible, otherwise he will regret it too late when he is riddled with sins and the dust is difficult to get rid of. ”

"Got it, got it. Cen Qing had just dealt with two sentences, but suddenly understood, and said in a startled manner, "You already knew that I was a demon, right?"

"The poor monk said, don't look at the skin. ”

"But this plot is not right. ”

"What is the donor talking about?"

"It's nothing, I still have something to do, Zen Master Fahai, there will be a period later. Cen Qing hurriedly waved goodbye, his figure scurried, and he disappeared into the bustling flow of people, until he couldn't see Fahai's figure, then he wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, "The ghost wants to meet you again." ”

However, this plot is not right, Fahai takes a bowl to catch demons, Xiaoqing is anxious, shouldn't the two be rivals to the death?

Or, is he really not the Xiaoqing in the play?

Or is this world not the world of the White Lady?

Either way, Cen Qing felt that he should find a place to have a drink and celebrate.