Taiping City

Dazhi began to hide in all directions after the attack on Jinguang Temple, and when he left Jinguang Temple, he didn't know where he was going? The streets and alleys were full of portraits of himself, he was tall and abnormal, and his physical signs were so obvious that any passer-by could recognize him. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info now the heart of the thoughts, many days of rice has not entered, the hand has long been soft, at this moment barely lifted the palm of the hand to touch the arms and secretly said: These pickled villains are really powerful, I don't know how long the sprinkle family can last, the silver has already been spent, not to mention that now even the street can't be on. I'm so hungry right now, I don't know where to fill this uncompetitive skin.

Just thinking about it, Dazhi stood up, his huge body was weak and weak, and he almost couldn't stand on his feet when he staggered, and he shook his head before he stood still. Dazhi looked at the blood-red beads in his hand and sighed: "Elder, what kind of bird do you say this is, the Sprinkle family doesn't even have a place to go now, how can you keep your 'Ten Precepts' beads?" Only then did he pick up the crescent moon Zen staff leaning against the door and staggered out.

This Taiping City has long been plastered with the list of wanted Dazhi, and now he is dead, Dazhi sighed in his heart: Elder, don't blame the Sprinkle family, it is this skin that is really not angry, and the Sprinkler family wants to be a full ghost. Only this thought, taking a step, I heard the belly calling again, my mind was dizzy at the moment, and I didn't know where to go, and I seemed to smell something in my nose, buns, buns. Looking for the fragrance and walking, the huge body swayed, and was already recognized by passers-by, but this huge and strong body was quite bluffing, pointing all over the street, but no one dared to come up.

Dazhi walked around and staggered, his mind was already chaotic, only to feel that the street scene on both sides was shaky, and finally saw a hawker set up a stall on the street. sniffed in his nose, and went away.

"Eh, what are you doing!" The peddler saw such a big man swaying over, and then saw that he was a wanted criminal, and at this moment he was blocking his mouth, but his body had already avoided it.

Dazhi could still hear what others were saying, grabbed the bun and sent it to his mouth, took two bites, felt that his mouth was so dry and jerky, swallowed it violently, and there was something in his stomach instantly, but his brain became more and more chaotic.

Shaking his head again, his feet are weak, this body is not angry, shaking his head, how can he stand still. This was only a moment, seeing a group of sergeants coming to him, Dazhi's brain was dazed, he didn't know whether it was true or not, he patted his head violently, and looked at it fixedly, as if it was true, but at the moment, he had no strength, his mind was blank, and he took a bite of the bun again, and heard people shout: "Bold thief, dare to walk on the street so openly in broad daylight! Come on, bring me this thief!"

Dazhi raised his head weakly and looked around at the many officers and soldiers around him, and everything seemed to be in a trance. I shook my head harder, hoping to see this scene more clearly, but this shake became more and more weak, staggered a few steps, and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, the Zen staff in my hand could still support the huge body. The brain is getting more and more clouded, and I only feel that my whole body is weak, as if it is not my own body. It was dark in front of him, and he suddenly refreshed himself, and he saw something in an instant. It was just a halo for a moment, and then it was dark again, and many pictures of the past blurred in my mind. There's laughter, there's crying, everything mixes up, and there's nothing to feel like there.

I don't know how long it took, there seemed to be a piano sound in the faint air, faint, I couldn't hear what it was, but it was very good... After that, I didn't feel anything.

I don't know how long later, the sound of the piano sounded again, still faintly, and it seemed that there was still a faint aroma, which was like rouge on a woman's body, and like the taste of light tea. Dazhi's mind was in turmoil, and a big hand barely touched his body, feeling some warm fluff in his fingers, as if he had changed a piece of clothing. The big hand touched the side again, like a smooth cover, smooth and smooth, like a woman's skin.

How long has it been since I've touched a woman? Dazhi's mind began to clutter. Since becoming a monk, it seems that I have never touched a woman, silky skin, fragrant lips between my teeth, gentle tents, and blood on the battlefield in those years. The sound of cries, the sound of the harp. Once again, my brain was in turmoil, and I just felt nervous, and I kept thinking about something, but I didn't know what it was. The pain of the sudden pinprick in the head, the weakness of the whole body, and the fact that I couldn't even open my eyes, and the eyelids were like lead, and when they were pressed there, my thoughts dissipated again.

After a long time, I came back to my senses slightly, only to feel that my head was dizzy, my body was gently fluttering, and the back of my head was a little painful, but I felt like this. I tried to move my palms, struggled for a moment, and my mind was chaotic again, and the sound of laughter and water was gone.

I don't know how long I was in a coma this time, and when I woke up again, I felt a slight strength, but I still couldn't open my eyes. The body is warm, and the face is also warm, as if it is the sun, and it should be the warmth of the sun shining on the face. The body is still a little weak and a little painful, maybe it is the injury suffered in the past two days, the wound has begun to hurt again, and it is still a little itchy. There is still the sound of the piano, this time the sound of the piano has become clear, light and light, melodious and tactful, the slightest is in the ears, like the forest like the wind, Dazhi leisurely felt hungry in his stomach. Yes, I haven't had a full meal for a long time, but I was so weak that I couldn't even feel hunger in my stomach. A few painful whimperes, I tried to open my eyes again, but it was extremely difficult.

The faint sound of the piano stopped, there was a thin footstep, and Dazhi felt something in his hand, cold and cold, but slippery. The forehead also began to feel that cold feeling. The nose was filled with a faint smell of rouge, like clouds and mist, like falling in a dream. My mind began to be confused again, and I only felt that the sun was so warm and the skin in my hands was so smooth. The big hand couldn't help but hold the cold skin in his hand, silky as jade, curd cold fat. I felt the strength in my hand and twitched out slightly, and put it up again. There seemed to be a voice in his ears, and it was a woman's voice, like a warm sun, but he couldn't hear what it was? Dazhi wanted to concentrate on what the voice was saying, but he only felt that his ears were full of clouds, buzzing and swaying some tones, and he didn't know anything else. After a while, he fell into a deep sleep again.

For a long, long time, Dazhi's mind only kept the small bridge and flowing water "howling", so clear, so clear.

When I woke up again, I opened my eyes slightly, the sun shone on my eyes, which was a little stinging, and Dazhi got used to it and opened his eyes again. I saw that there was a curtain on my head, white and rustling, and I turned my head again, and saw that my body was covered with a quilt, and it was embroidered in red. The sound of the piano was gone, and the room was empty, but there was a harp not far away, and when I looked back, I saw that many of the weapons I had with me were placed in a corner of the room. Dazhi lifted all his strength, crawled up half of his body on the bed, his head was still a little dizzy, and his stomach growled. Suddenly I felt hungry, my throat was hot and painful, and I coughed twice, moving the stagnant phlegm. I tried to get out of bed, and saw a pair of monk boots under the bed, and looked at it, it was a new pair of shoes. Dazhi put on his shoes and looked at the wide clothes hanging beside him, which also fitted well, and he was about to get them when he heard the door open.

"Are you awake?"

Xiujuan carved feet, Danfeng Luo shirt, eyebrows like willow moon, hair like clear waves, eyes like Wang Quan, Xiukou slightly open, graceful Tingting, curling Nana, swaying, thousands of postures. Dazhi looked a little distracted, shook his dizzy head again, and fixed his eyes to see that the woman was slender, and at this time she had already brought Dazhi's clothes over.

Dazhi took the clothes, barely supported them in his hands, and put them on. My stomach rumbled a few more times. The woman said, "Rest first, and I'll go get some snacks." ”

Dazhi sat on the bed, opened his clothes, and saw that the original wounds on his body were more or less bandaged. In a trance, I only felt that the voice was familiar, but I couldn't hear how familiar I was.

After a short time, the woman came into the door with a lot of pastries, and Dazhi was so hungry that he couldn't care about much, so he grabbed his heart and ate it, only to feel that the water in his mouth was suddenly sucked dry, and it was even more unbearable. The woman saw it in her eyes, and hurriedly poured a cup of tea from the table and brought it to Dazhi. Dazhi took a sip, and instantly felt wet, and when he took another sip, the pastries and tea in his mouth were mixed together, and he choked violently, and the people who urged him coughed again and again.

"Eat slowly. The woman patted Dazhi's generous back and stroked it again.

Fang just coughed so badly that tears were in danger of coming out, and he didn't dare to gobble up like that at the moment. Eating slowly, drinking tea, and eating the pastries on the plate after a while, I felt that I had some strength in my body, and then I remembered that I hadn't thanked him yet, and hurriedly said: "Thank you to the female donor!"

The woman's face was slightly smiling, making people feel like a spring breeze, so good-looking, Dazhi was stunned for a moment, his mind was not so sober, and at this moment, his mind did not know where to go.

"What's wrong with the master?" the woman smiled when she saw that Dazhi was full of joy.

Dazhi suddenly came back to his senses, and then said, "It's okay, it's okay." Looking at this room in a blink of an eye, the carving is finely cast, and it is really beautiful, "Female donor, where is the Sprinkle family?"

The woman replied: "This is one of my annexes, and my brother-in-law rescued you and sent you to me to rest." You've been asleep for two days. The voice was warm and familiar, but he still couldn't remember where he heard it.

The woman saw Dazhi's haggard expression and said, "The master will rest for a while, and my brother-in-law will come later, and the little woman will retreat first." ”

The wise man answered, and the woman walked out of the door with slender steps. Dazhi came to the bed again, lay down his tired upper body, and closed his eyes. I just feel that the sun shines through the window, it is so beautiful, but it is missing the master. As soon as he thought of his master, Dazhi suddenly thought of the "Ten Ring Beads", and hurriedly rummaged in his arms, but there was no trace, so he quickly urged his strength, turned over, and was about to look for the door, when he heard someone coming at the door.

"Don't come unharmed, General!" a familiar voice came to mind, and then the three walked in. Dazhi fixed his eyes, but it was Xiaoyao Hou Yingbu, Wan'er, and the woman.

This Wan'er is not taller than the woman, but she has a little more intelligence, and the great wisdom is fixed, but she can't remember who it is?

A few people entered the house and walked straight to Dazhi, Yingbu smiled on his face, reached out and touched Dazhi's huge forehead and said, "The fever has subsided." ”

Dazhi also touched his forehead blankly, his brain was still a little dazed, and he felt that the scene in front of him was inexplicable, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Yingbu sat down on the edge of the bed and said with a hearty smile: "Does the general still know me?"

Dazhi patted his bald head and tried to remember it for a long time, and then Mu Mu nodded.

Ying Bu said: "The general has been in Taiping City all these years, why don't you know me, you and I have a few drinks." ”

Dazhi shook his head: "Big brother said that he laughed, the Sprinkle family is not a general for a long time, and the Sprinkle family is now a monk," he said and touched his bald head and said, "Look!"

Yingbu patted Dazhi on the shoulder with one hand and said: "If you shave your hair, you won't even quit drinking!"

Dazhi grinned and said: "You can't quit drinking, but if you shave your hair, you won't be a general." ”

Yingbu smiled: "Don't talk nonsense with me, you can still be a bald general if you shave your hair, is it possible that if you become a monk, you haven't killed anyone?"

Murder? Dazhi faintly recalled many past events in his heart. When he was ten years old, he had no parents and no relatives, so he had to wander around. Because he has grown tall since he was a child, he can also do some work to support himself. But he has a big body and eats a lot, so he can't always eat enough. Later, I heard that it was said that the soldiers ate food, so they went to join the army, and the people in charge saw that although he was young, he had some strength, so he changed his age and began his military career.

After staying in the army for more than ten years, with his natural divine power, he also made great achievements, and he became a general. At first, it was okay, but I really found a job to fill my stomach, but there were many people to kill, but the more I killed, the more I couldn't do it. I have seen a lot of wives scattered, and I have seen a lot of blood flowing like a river. When I got older, I began to ask myself, what are people living for, and what are they doing when they have killed so many people? At that time, when they were tired of killing, they began to wander, that is, they became deserters, and they fled all the way to the "Jinguang Temple" where they were taken in by the elders, and they became monks.

Over the years, although the elders often scolded him and punished him, they were good to him in their bones. Teach him to read and write, teach him many truths, and at that time he felt like a child and had a home. Since entering the temple, he has never killed anyone, and it was not until that day that the person named Ghost Ji brought people to slaughter the temple, and then he killed people. But in my heart, I always felt that this was not the same, because he was trying to protect the elders. At that time, when he was still in the temple, although he often scolded others, he gradually only scolded and never hurt anyone. Over the years, he has long regarded the "Jinguang Temple" as his home, and the elders are like his father. However, the elder died, and the "Golden Light Temple" was gone. After seven years as a monk, and now in his thirties, he finally ended up in a homeless field.

Yingbu saw that Dazhi suddenly became sad, so he didn't want to joke anymore, but just patted Dazhi on the shoulder: "Brother's Day mourning, the foolish brother also only knew that you settled in the 'Jinguang Temple', otherwise you would have to save the "Jinguang Temple" even if you fought for this life." ”

Dazhi was sad for a while, shook his head with his eyebrows lowered, and said: "The elder went to a world that is more suitable for him, it is not sad, it should be a happy event." ”

Yingbu took out the Ten Ring Beads from his bosom and handed them to Dazhi and said, "The elder died because of this thing, you have to put it away." ”

Dazhi took the Ten Rings Bead and looked at Yingbu, the face that was familiar more than ten years ago seemed unfamiliar: "How did Master Hou know?"

This call of "Hou Ye" was unfamiliar, and Yingbu was sad when he heard it. At the moment, his expression was also a little gloomy: "Yang Jiu sent people to slaughter the 'Golden Light Temple' just to find this 'Ten Commandments' hand beads, as for what happened, I don't know yet." You've just recovered and need a good rest, I'll come back to see you later. ”

Dazhi was stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses, Yingbu had already taken Wan'er and the others out of the door. Dazhi looked at the door in a daze, the master is dead, the Jinguang Temple no longer exists, and the Hou Ye, who has been separated for more than ten years, feels that everything is so strange and unreal...