At this time, it was early in the morning, Mo Wen didn't expect to encounter the robbers blocking the road under the blue sky and white sun, and he was frightened by the five fierce strong men for a while.
Lao Wu had never encountered this situation, but he subconsciously stood in front of Mo Wen.
"Hurry up and hand over the money, otherwise don't blame Lao Tzu for the ruthlessness of the steel knife in his hand."
The leading robber shook the steel knife in his hand and shouted at the two.
Mo Wen was shocked when he heard this, but he quickly noticed that these five people were all dressed as farmers, only the leader was holding a steel knife in his hand, and the other four were all holding dung forks and first-class farm tools.
"Heroes, my two brothers have fled here, where is there any silver taels, if you don't believe it, search it."
Mo asked the detective to pull away the fifth child and said to the leading bandit.
As soon as these words came out, the robbers all frowned, the leading thief stepped forward with a knife, Mo Wen hurriedly took the burden and handed it over, the thief took the burden and untied it, and when he saw the cake inside, he immediately showed joy on his face, picked it up and ate it, and the other four people rushed up to take it and devoured it.
When the robbers saw them fleeing, they immediately got up and chased after them, and although they fled for their lives, they were gradually overtaken by the robbers.
"Old Five, run for your life."
Mo Wen let go of Lao Wu's hand, with Lao Wu's foot strength, the robber couldn't catch up, and it was he who dragged Lao Wu's hind legs.
"Young master, I'll stop them, you run."
Hearing this, Lao Wu's heart warmed, and he turned around and rushed to the chasing thief, and threw the thief who ran in front to the ground with one pounce.
The other thieves then caught up, pulled away the old five, and beat him around.
Seeing Lao Wu suffering, Mo Wen did not run away, but turned around and rushed towards the thief and stretched out his hand to pull.
One of them hit Mo Wen with a backhand punch in the face, Mo Wen only felt the gold star in front of him flashing, and immediately collapsed to the ground, and the two thieves surrounded him, punched and kicked, and shouted and cursed.
Mo Wen is a young master, a scholar, he has not fought with anyone since he was a child, and he has no power to resist at this time, so he can only curl up on the ground and be beaten.
"Uncle spare your life, we really don't have any money, you can search and know, we really don't have money."
The fifth child begged for mercy loudly.
The thief also felt that he had beaten enough, so he stopped, grabbed the arms of the two and searched the two, what Mo Wen didn't expect was that these thieves were the first to search their boots, the two were like fish on a cutting board at this time, powerless to resist, and could only watch the thieves find gold from the soles of their shoes.
Seeing so much gold, the thief was immediately ecstatic, grabbed the gold plate and laughed loudly, and after laughing, he came to disassemble the hair of the two, and searched for money from the hair bun of the two.
"If you take the money, if you hurt the lives of my two brothers, the government will track it down, and you will not escape the death penalty."
Mo asked that at this time, the nosebleed was long, and he kept coughing when he spoke.
"Don't worry, we won't kill you."
The leading robber laughed loudly, and shouted at the other four, "Their clothes are still wearable, take them off." ” Mo Wen didn't expect that the robbers didn't even let go of the clothes they were wearing, it was a cold winter at this time, if there were no clothes, it would soon become a frozen death on the side of the road, in addition, Lin Ruochen's hairpin was still in his arms, this was left by the old man, and it must not be snatched away by the thieves.
Seeing that Mo Wen was tightly wrapped in his chest, the robbers mistakenly thought that he still had gold and silver in his arms, so they took action one after another, pulling and pulling.
"Amitabha, stop quickly."
At this moment, there was a shout in the distance, Mo Wen turned his back to the person who came, and he couldn't see his appearance, but the sentence Amitabha Buddha showed that the person who came was a monk and was not very old.
"Bald donkey, be nosy, get out of here."
The thief who took the lead rushed at the man and shouted.
"In broad daylight, the poor monk actually blocked the road and robbed, how could the poor monk stand by and do nothing" The voice in the distance came quickly.
Seeing this, the thief who took the lead gave up and rushed south with a steel knife in his hand, and after a while, there was a sound of pain, presumably under the hands of the monk.
"Let's go, let's go."
The thief who took the lead shouted at his companion, and the thief flashed into the jungle and fled without a trace.
After the robbers fled, Lao Wu got up and came over to help Mo Wen, Mo Wen at this time his nose was blue and his face was swollen, his face was full of blood, and he endured the pain and rushed to the young monk in front of him, "Thank you Master for saving me, the coil brought by our two brothers was robbed by the thieves, and I ask the master to recover it on my behalf, otherwise my brothers will not be able to make a living." ” "Amitabha, they have gone far away, and they can't find it."
The young monk looked around and shook his head.
Mo Wen was greatly depressed when he heard this, but this young monk had just saved the two of them, and if he asked for anything else, he would have to gain an inch and lose a lot of courtesy.
"Thank you, master, please tell the master the name and surname, Mo will burn incense in the morning and evening in the future, and thank you from afar."
Mo Wen replied again.
"Of course, the monk's surname is Shi, and the monk has no name since the day he became a monk."
The monk turned around and wanted to walk.
"Dare to ask where the master is a monk, where is this going" Mo Wen hurriedly asked, saving his life is a great grace, and he hopes that he will have the opportunity to be rewarded in the future.
"The poor monk is a monk of Bodhi Temple, and he wants to go to Wuliang Mountain in Minzhou."
The young monk replied.
"Dare to ask the master what it is to go to Wuliang Mountain" Mo Wen was slightly puzzled, Wuliang Mountain is the Shangqing Dharma Field, and the monk in front of him is a Buddhist monk, why did the monk go to the Taoist Dharma Field.
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"Shuangjia Event, Shangqing came in person, and the poor monks went to listen to the scriptures."
The young monks folded their mouths.
"You are a disciple of Buddhism, how can you listen to the Shangqing lectures" Mo asked the cold under his feet, and his body trembled.
"The ancestor of the Shangqing Dynasty is the three Qing immortals, enjoy thousands of Buddhas to worship, by the ten thousand immortals He Dynasty, although my Buddhist teachings are passed on from the Buddha, but the Xuantong method and do Jiao Dharma are taken from Taoism, and the poor monks go to listen to the scriptures to listen to the scriptures in order to take into account the cultivation of the great success."
The young monk turned and left.
Mo Wen was greatly surprised when he heard this, he didn't know these things before, but after thinking about it, he was relieved, firstly, this monk would not slander and slander his own sect, and secondly, at this time, the Dharma was mainly carried out by Taoists, and the monks practiced very little, in addition, Taoists and monks sometimes made Jiao on the same scene, so it was not surprising that monks went to Wuliang Mountain to listen to the scriptures.
"Sir, sit down."
Seeing the monk leaving, Lao Wu hurriedly helped Mo Wen to sit down, took off his linen clothes to cover Mo Wen's feet, and the shoes of both of them were snatched away by thieves, and they were all barefoot at this time.
"With my robe."
Mo Wen began to take off his robe.
"Use mine."
Lao Wu hurriedly stopped Mo Wen.
"Your clothes are not cotton, use my two sleeves."
Mo Wen took off his robe, tore off the sleeves of his shirt vigorously, and the two sleeves were split in two, wrapping the feet of the two.
"Master, what now" Lao Wu picked up the package abandoned by the thief, the clothes inside had been taken away, and only a few cakes remained.
"I thought that only the Hu people were cruel and easy to kill, but I didn't expect the Han people to be so cruel."
Mo Wen wiped the nosebleed that was dripping down.
"The money is gone, let's go back."
Lao Wu cried and stretched out his sleeves to help Mo Wen wipe his blood.
"Yecheng is ahead, turn around at this time, I am unwilling."
Mo Wen looked at the old five, who also had a blue nose and swollen face.
"Master, how much money do you have on you?"
asked the fifth child.
Mo Wen Wen leaned into his arms and found that in addition to the broken red dress and hairpin, there were only two copper coins and three silver coins left.
At this time, Lao Wu also took out the things in his arms, except for the fire twist, there were only eight copper coins and the wooden card.
"Let's save some money, we should be able to go back."
Lao Wu said.
"Even two meals a day are not enough."
Mo Wen shook his head slowly, a copper coin can only buy a bowl of porridge, when the two of them came, they were delayed for nearly two months because they asked for directions and took the fork in the road, and even if they traveled day and night, it would take about ten days to return.
"I just need one meal a day."
Lao Wu said.
"How's that?
Old five, I don't want to go back, Xiyang County has no way to live.
Mo Wen shook his head again, the two of them were already homeless, where could they go back.
"Then where are we going?"
asked the fifth child.
"It's very close to Yecheng, I want to go to Yecheng."
Mo asked.
"We don't have any money now, and even if we find our wife, we won't be able to redeem her."
Lao Wu reminded.
"There is also a piece of gold cake in the ancestral hall of the Mo family, you have good legs and feet, can you make a trip" Mo Wen said in a deliberative tone, at this time he was glad that he had left the piece of gold cake before, otherwise the two would have become street beggars.
"I'll do whatever you tell me to do, I'll go back, where are you waiting for me," Lao Wu asked.
"The mountain temple in front, I'll be there waiting for you to come back."
Mo Wen got up and walked south, when the two of them came, they had seen the mountain temple on the side of the road, and they had rested there.
There is only one mountain temple, there are no doors and windows, it is extremely dilapidated, and the mud fetal god statue of the god in the north has no head, and it is impossible to see which god it is.
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"Master, keep these for you."
Lao Wu left the fire twist and dry food copper coins to Mo Wen.
"I'll keep the dry food, and you can take it and make a coil."
Mo Wen left the fire twist and the three cakes, and stuffed the rest of the money to the fifth child.
"Master, you must be careful in this wilderness, there are wolves around here, and you must make a fire at night."
The fifth child left the copper plate and returned the three coins of broken silver to Mo Wen.
"You should also be careful on the road, go around from the west when you get to the checkpoint, go early and return early."
Mo asked to advise, but if there was any way to think of it, he would not let Lao Wu work so hard, but he had no choice, and it would be difficult to move an inch immediately if he had no money when he went out.
Lao Wu nodded at Mo Wen, turned around and ran south, Mo Wen stood at the gate of the dilapidated temple and watched Lao Wu leave, Lao Wu was born with good foot strength, if there was no accident halfway, he would be able to come back in about twenty days.
After the fifth child left, Mo Wen began to collect branches and firewood from all over the place, tied the branches and blocked the windows, and the remaining firewood was piled up in the temple until noon, and he did not stop until noon, and used the jars abandoned by the predecessors in the temple to heat some snow water to wash the blood stains on his face.
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