Chapter 17 Everyone is a landscape It is not so much that Wang Rouhua is talking to the monk, but that this is Tie Xinyuan talking to the monk. ∮ Ran ∮ Wen ∮ Xiao ∮ said, .ranwen.
Wang Rouhua, who has no master of the six gods, got an explanation that seemed to make sense, even if she was reluctant, she would choose to follow the words on the note, her son was the most important thing in her world, as long as she could keep her son, she didn't care what was said in her mouth at all.
Whether it is a young eagle or a young beast, what can be done in childhood is to honestly lie under the wings of the mother, and the young eagles and young beasts who are young and plan to be self-reliant will be ruthlessly eliminated by nature.
After Yang Huaiyu read the note, his expression was still shocked, as a martial arts practitioner, he clearly knew what it meant to have a broken neck, compared to Wang Rouhua, a peasant woman, he felt that the scene he saw with his own eyes was more convincing.
His whip leg, even a thick wooden stake with a bowl mouth can be kicked off, and it is not unusual to kick the neck of a monk, not to mention that the monk's head has been drooped to the back at that time.
Seeing Yang Huaiyu standing there hesitating, Tie Xinyuan sighed secretly in his heart, struggled to slip out of his mother's arms, stumbled in front of the monk with a bowl of freshly poured tea, and invited him to drink tea with a smile.
Wang Rouhua pulled her son over again with a nervous expression, and the monk laughed silently, and drank most of the tea that had been spilled by Tie Xinyuan in one gulp.
Put down the tea bowl in his hand, pointed to the iron heart source in Wang Rouhua's arms and said: "Drink your bowl of tea, when you end the third Buddha fate, you know, you know......"
Tie Xinyuan seemed to be very happy, and he had to slip down from his mother's arms to bring another bowl of tea to the monk.
Wang Rouhua hugged her son tightly, she was really confused at this time.
Tongzi's mother suddenly stood up, poured another bowl of water into the bowl, and encouraged Tongzi to hurry up and bring it to the monk.
The monk took the bowl of copper, stretched out his hand and clicked it in the water, and then bulleted the water droplets into the head of the copper and said with a smile: "Let's have a good fate, the poor monk walks in the world, if he can get in touch with the people of the whole world, there will be a place for the old monk in the Western Elysium." ” Tie Xinyuan seemed to be in a big temper, fluttering vigorously in his mother's arms, stretching out his arms to ask the monk to hug him, Wang Rouhua restrained her son hard, and there were already tears in her eyes.
The monk laughed, threw the bowl in his hand into Jin Mingchi, and saluted Yang Huaiyu: "If Tan Yue doesn't want to kill the old monk under the knife, and let the old monk retreat."
In the near future, the white lotus will welcome the Buddha boy to drive, and I hope you will help. ” Wang Rouhua said sharply: "This is my son, it is impossible to give it to you." ” The monk smiled: "What do you and me?
The flesh and my generation are just stinky skins, you give birth to the flesh, and then take it away, the old monk only needs the white lotus. ” Wang Rouhua shuddered, this damn monk clearly wanted her child's life, and in an instant she had already thought about it, and immediately left with the child after returning home, leaving this damn place.
The government is unreliable, as long as you look at the surrounding catchers and soldiers, you can know their attitude, even Yang Huaiyu, a noble son from a family like Jiangmen, has a gloomy face at this time, and he can help this monk as a woman.
Tie Xinyuan laughed heartlessly at the monk, which made Wang Rouhua's heart sour and sad.
Tong Zi Niang sent the copper to the front of the monk and said: "Master, you see if my copper is a boy under the Buddha's seat, his nickname is Tongzi, he must be related to the Buddha, the master shaved my child, you still have a degree in your hand, right?"
” Fan Seng didn't look at the copper, but turned his gaze to the iron heart source in Wang Rouhua's arms, and in an instant, he thought he had seen it wrong, the little baby actually said a word to him silently, and his bright eyes were full of mockery.
He didn't know what the baby had said to him, but the Psychic told him that it wasn't a good thing, and he hurriedly recalled what he had done without any loopholes.
In the Great Song Kingdom, although the restrictions on Buddhism were very strict, if a person wanted to become a monk, it was not just as simple as shaving his head, every monk needed to receive a degree from the monk official to become a monk, and the government had a rule on the number of monks who became a monk each year.
Only when a monk dies in a certain place will another layman become a monk, which is called imparting the mantle.
After becoming a monk, there are many privileges, among which there are no taxes, no food, no labor, you can easily pass through the state without anyone cares, the most important thing is that once you become a monk, you will have a share of the temple property, and if you can build a temple by yourself in the future, you will immediately become the abbot of that temple.
The abbot of the temple in each place can be regarded as a person of high moral standing in the place, therefore, there are many people who sharpen their heads and drill into the temple, and Tongzi Niang is one of them.
Fan Seng looked at the crowd in front of him, and suddenly felt like a Buddha on the top, looking down at the ants in the world, and felt that he could easily pinch everyone to death as long as he reached out with one hand.
The violent emotions that have been suppressed for many years burst out like a volcano, and the splitting hand grabbed the flattering and smiling Tong Zi Niang in front of him, and with a force of both hands, the copper Zi Niang's newly worn skirt was torn apart, and a green belly pocket was exposed in front of everyone, and her white flesh appeared at the same time.
Tong Ziniang was frightened, and she didn't even scream, until she was kicked away by the monk, and then she let out a high-pitched scream.
All the women present covered their clothes tightly for the first time, and only Wang Rouhua was looking forward to the new changes in front of her.
Tie Xinyuan didn't expect the effect of mushrooms to be so obvious, and hurriedly patted his mother's cheek and motioned her to run away, a guy who had fallen into a hallucination, God knows what he would do.
Under the starlight in the sky, an old monk in white had a hideous face, opened his two big withered hands, tightly strangled the neck of a fast-catching man, and his mouth made a poisonous snake-like spitting sound.
Before being strangled to death again, he finally broke free from the shackles of the old monk, and he didn't even dare to fight back, so he hurriedly dodged to the side, watching the old monk catch those soldiers and catch fast like an eagle.
Wang Rouhua held Tie Xinyuan and dodged behind the stove, and together with the other two mothers-in-law, she showed half of her head and looked out, as for the copper plate lady, she was hoarse like a fat pig that had just been stripped naked and ready to be slaughtered, and she didn't know how to cover up her open clothes, and Tongzi was crying even more when she hugged her mother.
The old monk couldn't catch anyone else, so he suddenly pulled out a burning firewood from the fire on the edge of Jinming Pond and shouted: "All actions are impermanent, and it is the law of birth and death; Life and death have been extinguished, and silence is joy.
A dream is a dream, a dream is not a dream, a dream in a dream, a dream!
Dream!
Dream!
Dream!
” Then he raised the fire staff diagonally and shouted, "Burn, burn, burn!"
” As he spoke, he threw the firewood on the straw hut, and laughed hoarsely as he watched the fire slowly ignite.
Perhaps feeling that the fire in front of him was not burning enough, the old monk stared at the grass shed of other people's houses, and did not know the pain, so he pulled out the burning wood from the flame with his bare hands and kept throwing it to the surrounding grass sheds, and the dark red firewood was like a meteor in the night sky.
The straw shed stretched for a full mile on the edge of the Jinming Pond, and the crazy old monk threw the firewood on the shed while jumping, and under the madness, seven or eight catchers and soldiers could not stop it.
Seeing that the old monk ran away, Wang Rouhua hurriedly took the two mothers-in-law with the help of Chen Shi and began to move the pot and stove in the shed.
At this time, it was already the third watch, and the Tie family's shop was able to grab some things out because of their preparations, and in the distance, other people's shops encountered fire in their sleep, and they ran out of the fire one by one, and they could still take care of the goods in the store.
Just jumping to the side and cursing the damn arsonist.
At this time, the raging fire had spread on the edge of Jinming Pond, and the soldiers of the fire patrol shop rang the gong and rushed over from the edge of the city.
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The flickering water column first cut off the grass market and the royal tent, and then more soldiers poured water from the Jinming Pond to the burning place.
The horns in the barracks had already sounded, and heavy footsteps surrounded Jinmingchi from all directions.
Tie Xinyuan stretched his neck to look around, the monk was no longer visible, and a big banner with "Holding the Sun" written on his face was soon covered with Jinmingchi.
Wang Rouhua kept smacking out in her mouth, as if she was sighing at the big scene in front of her, and her mood seemed to be very good, in this case, the monk was dead, and the angry emperor would definitely chop him into dog meat sauce.
However, when I thought that the monk would bring the dead back to life, I was still a little uneasy.
One straw hut after another collapsed, and a burning man suddenly emerged from a straw hut near the royal tent, stumbling to break through the interception of the soldiers and go to a place where there was no fire to continue arson.
A beast-like roar came out of his mouth, and even so, everyone still felt the meaning of madness from the old monk's words.
"Burn, burn, burn, everything is like the law, like dew and electricity, all are illusory, the pure fire lotus platform shows my true colors, burn, burn, burn!"
A thick crossbow bolt emerged from the darkness and passed through the burning man, and then fell far into the golden pool with flames.
The fire man didn't fall, and immediately more crossbow arrows flew over like locusts, tearing the fire man into countless pieces in an instant......
Tie Xinyuan didn't care about comforting his stunned mother, quietly took out the small bottle in his arms, poured out the remaining mushroom powder inside, the wind blew, and flew into the fire with the mushroom powder, and a very good smell was swept into the air by the fire.
This made Tie Xinyuan feel a little sorry......
The fire reflected the red Jinming Pond, at this time it was too late to say the words of firefighting, once the straw shed built by the wheat straw curtain burned, it was a matter of time, the duty of the fire patrol shop was only to rescue those places that have not yet been on fire, as for the places that have been burned, the whip is beyond the reach.
The outside has been surrounded by a large army, and everyone can't get out, Wang Rouhua simply sat on the grass with Tie Xinyuan in her arms, and the Jin Mingchi at this time was even more spectacular than when the medicine puppet was released.
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