"Fortunately, fortunately.""
Long admiration, long admiration.""
It is said that Brother Xiang is extraordinary, and when I see it today, it really deserves its reputation.""
After awards, Brother Yang Xian is dignified, young and promising, and he is the envy of others."
In front of the courtyard of the squatter house of the Thousand Buddha Temple, the two groups of people are clearly distinguished, standing against each other, seeing that the demeanor of the two sides is very good, and there is a meaning of blood splashing on the spot if they do not agree.At the front of the team, the leaders of both sides greeted each other, and there was a great feeling of reunion between relatives and friends.If others see it, they must drop their jaws in shock, because these two people are not others, the middle-aged man in brocade is Xiang Jisheng, the right envoy of the White Lotus Sect, and the slightly younger one next to him is Yang Zhiji, the new commander of the Zhenfu Si Long Xiangwei.To say that these two sides can be described as enemies of life and death, but these two are good, and the affection in their words seems to be eager to burn yellow paper and cut off the head of a chicken on the spot."
It is said that Brother Xiang has been promoted to the left envoy of your sect, congratulations!""
Brother Yang Xian has become the new official of the commander of the Long Xiangwei, isn't he also happy and happy?""
That's right!
The holy daughter of your religion is the daughter of our Huaiyuan Marquis, isn't the two of us a family, isn't it just the same joy and joy?!
”"Well said!
We're a family. ”"Since we are all a family, what about some misunderstandings in the past ......"
"Did we have a misunderstanding?""
Yes, yes!
There is no misunderstanding.We're going to move around a lot from then on. ”"Of course, a lot of notes."………………………… It was getting late, and the two sides dispersed.Of course, it didn't go far, but it was the same row of squatters, and there were only two wings on the left and right...............................
"Dog officer." ”Fang entered the door.The left envoy cursed, and then made a look, and one of his men immediately pinched the spell, sowed the prohibition in the room, and then retreated left and right, and for a time there were only three people left in the room.Xiang Ji Shengzi said that he was originally the confidant of the White Lotus Sect Master, and his reputation in the sect was grand, and after the death of the White Lotus Left Envoy, he moved from the right envoy to the left envoy, becoming the best candidate for the next sect leader.As for the other two, they are both Dharma protectors in the sect.Among them, the old man who is short and thin, but arrogant and arrogant, is named Huang Taihu, who was born as a water thief in Taihu Lake.Another person named Ni Wanchun, the reputation is not obvious, the world only knows that he was born in the Meishan Sect, the means are evil, because the Meishan witchcraft mostly uses runes, so this person is called "Water Master".This is the person who set the ban.Xiang Jisheng paced back and forth a few steps, turned his head, but did not speak, only gestured with both hands, and actually used sign language."
Chen Zhiji's dog official was born in the party, and after the saint had an accident, he suddenly replaced Long Xiangwei's old commander and became the head of Long Xiangwei, thinking that he was specially sent by the imperial court to deal with us.Two Dharma Protectors, what do you think of this person?
”"Where do demented Confucian students understand the Tao on the rivers and lakes?"
Huang Taihu looked disdainful, and immediately responded."
I think that the saint's father will be able to shake hands with us and make peace with us when he becomes an official of the imperial court?
I think it's another official with a fat brain.It's ridiculous that Long Xiangwei's gang of people have such a new boss. ”"Not really."
Ni Wanchun frowned and raised an objection."
Scholars are the most Piri Yangqiu, I'm afraid it's not easy to get along."
looked at Ji Sheng, but nodded and shook his head."
Both of them are right, but neither is true.""
They say that dogs that bite people don't bark, which is not bad.This Chen Zhiji is indeed a good dog with sharp teeth and a sharp mouth!
It's a pity that a dog is a dog, and his master doesn't let him bite, so he only dares to wag his tail at us. ”"But......" he sneered, "to call him or not?"
To wag the tail or not to wag?
This dog, we're all settled!
”The new White Lotus Left Envoy's gaze was cold."
Tomorrow is the last day of the Thousand Buddha Temple Festival, and we have agreed that we will shake hands and make peace at this Festival, and we will share the Buddha's grace.In addition to the three religions and nine streams that have gathered, it is the most lively time, and it is best to turn around. ”He looked at Ni Wanchun."
How's it going over there?""
The manpower has been planted and kept safe."
He turned to Huang Taihu Lake again."
How's the preparation for tomorrow's festival?""
Officers and soldiers, monks of the Thousand Buddha Temple, Long Xiangwei and worshippers, among them, all the people in our sect have been arranged."
Xiang Zuo nodded his head, but suddenly asked, "Is there any powerful person in this Long Xiangwei that needs special attention?"
”"Dead Yan Xinglie, the old commander, Long Xiangwei has left many masters, and most of the scruples we need to worry about are the Taoist next to Chen Zhiji.""
Who is this person?""
Longtu Daoist Yang Dianqing.""
It turned out to be the bull's nose of Longhu Mountain, but it was also a tricky character."
Ni Wanchun hesitated for a moment."
I don't know if it's true......
"What's the matter?""
There is news from Yuzhou City, saying that I saw a Taoist with short hair.""
Li Xuanxiao?!"
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To the left, the eyebrows were silent.………………………… The other end."
Demons."
Commander Yang scolded with his sleeves in his sleeves, turned his head and asked again."
How?"
In this monk's room, there are also only a few high-level Longxiangwei left, all gathered in front of a bronze mirror, the mirror is a hazy light, and it seems to reflect the appearance of a room, but unfortunately it seems to be covered with a layer of mist, and nothing can be seen.Longtu Daoist shook his head, put away the magic trick in his hand, and the glimmer on the mirror suddenly disappeared, turning into an ordinary bronze mirror."
These demons are also cautious."
Yang Zhiji was not discouraged, he only shook his head and smiled, but when he spoke again, he saw his lips open and close, and he didn't listen to the sound flowing out.The rest of the room looked stunned, knowing that they were talking about something important with their lips.Yang Zhiji asked."
What about the officers and soldiers?"
Immediately at the beginning, someone responded with the same lip language."
It's already through the voice."
He asked again."
What about the White Lotus Demon Maiden?""
More people have been dispatched, no matter whether the demon wants to fish in troubled waters or make a noise, he will keep it coming and going."
He nodded and asked again."
What about the monks of the Thousand Buddha Temple?""
The monks are at both ends of the head of the rat, no one dares to offend, the big monks in the temple are all in retreat, only one of the first monks is outside, it is said that he is chasing and killing a demon."
The answerer said that this looked rather playful, but it made him feel a little interested."
Oh?
What demons?
”"Wind is a bald zombie.""
Huh."
Chen Zhiji smiled contemptuously and made an evaluation, "Bald donkey." ”"After taking the benefits of the imperial court, do you still want to sell the thief?
Leave them alone for the time being, clean up the White Lotus Sect and then deal with them. ”Then he asked the most important point."
What about our people?""
The brother who falsely claimed to be the resigned, the helpers sent by the other guards, and the Taoist masters of Longhu Mountain have all secretly infiltrated Yuzhou City.""
Good!"
A flush appeared on Yang Zhiji's face, and he clenched his fists."
Everything is ready!
Just wait for the last day of tomorrow's puja, which is when the demons are destroyed. ”After saying that, he looked at the Longtu Daoist who had been silent next to him, and opened his mouth instead of calling the Dao number, but calling the official position of the Zhenfu Division."
Yang Yanshi.This official is a Confucian student, and his strategy is still acceptable, and it is inevitable that he will not be able to catch the enemy when he goes into battle, and he will work hard for you tomorrow. ”Long Tu Daoren's expression was flat."
It's a matter of duty."
It's just that at the end, he asked."
Do you really want to do it tomorrow?
In the meantime, there will inevitably be a lot of mixed people, and I am afraid of killing and injuring innocents. ”Yang Zhiji didn't think twice: "If you want to achieve great things, where can you take care of the lives of the small people?"
How can a family cry all the way and kill the White Lotus Sect, it is the great merit to the court and the world!
”As he spoke, he changed his words and smiled."
I, Yang Zhiji, am a member of the party, and this Long Xiangwei is just a passerby, as long as I have made this great achievement, I am of course an official and a knight, won't the position of this Long Xiangwei's commander be the same surname Yang?"
Yang Daoren was noncommittal, and only smiled and said."
Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable."....................................................................................
"Idiot!
Not afraid of them fighting?
”On the mountain road, the head of the Thousand Buddha Temple and the leader of the warrior monks, the monk Rinnan, looked down at the squatter at his feet, and he was very puzzled by the arrangement in the temple.The two big Buddhas of the Zhenfu Division and the White Lotus Sect have been playing dog brains recently, how dare they stuff them together?
However, because of the trouble caused by the corpse monk under his hands, the temple also complained about him, and when it was time to be cautious, he would not come out to meddle in his affairs.The pot of the monk who knows the guest, his first monk can not carry it.Let's fight, as long as the blood doesn't spill on the body.He scoffed, quickened his pace, and left the place of right and wrong.At this time.The waning moon is cold.The night wind swaggered with the shadows of the trees.Whew......
Dead leaves roll up and the cold air blows in the face.He tightened his robe.The night wind on the mountain seems to be a bit colder these days.Since when?
From the day the White Lotus Holy Maiden went up the mountain?
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From the day he went down the mountain to dispose of the corpse monk?
Or is it from the time when the other great monks in the temple began to gradually close their doors......
Oh, when I think of this, I sneered again and again......
What a bunch of old foxes, no, old king!
He was a little irritable for a moment.It's not because of the treacherous situation in the temple, and of course it's not the wreckage under the old temple, but from the corpse monk......
I can't remember that moment.He led his warrior monks to surround the zombie, but at that moment, the monster did not have the slightest madness at the end of the road, before the rancid head was smashed by the iron rod in his hand.The corpse monk held a human head, sat cross-legged, and his red-haired face showed a calm and calm, and then put his hands together and said......, "Amitabha." ”This is it!
It was like an appendage entangled in his heart, making him feel relieved.I felt that a spirit rushed up to my head from the tail vertebrae, and my scalp was numb."
Who?"
He turned sharply and drank again in the direction where the voice sounded, "Who's there?"
Come out!
”Suddenly, in the shadows of the trees, the corners of the walls, and the eaves, a young monk strolled out with a lantern."
Uncle Shi."
The visitor approached, revealing a face that was quite familiar to him, but he couldn't remember it for a while."
The host, please go to the Daxiong Treasure Palace."
It turned out to be a monk in the temple.He breathed a sigh of relief, but quickly turned his face away, revealing a majestic posture.Probably to inquire about the follow-up of the corpse monk's treatment, or to discuss the matter of tomorrow's puja, it was the last day of the uncovered conference, and the believers and magnates were all close to him, and there was no room for half a point difference."
Okay."
It's hard to shake your head."
And show me the way."……………………………… Tonight's Thousand Buddha Temple seems to be extraordinarily empty and dim.After several turns, I passed through several monasteries, and I was stunned that I didn't meet a monk along the way, and I didn't see a single light.Footsteps are interspersed, and the moonlight hooks the lights.For a while, it seemed that only the young monk was left in heaven and earth; It is like all the light sources in the heavens and the earth, only the waning moon in the sky and the lantern in the hands of the monks.For no reason, the coldness that echoed in the night wind invaded the bottom of my heart.Some doubts inevitably arise.What about the monks?
What about the lights?
He couldn't help asking, "Why don't you see the monks playing tonight?"
”"Tomorrow is a busy day, and the host instructed me to go to bed early.""
Why don't you light the lights?""
If no one travels, you don't need to light the lights."
Between questions and answers, the two of them arrived at a large hall.This is a behemoth, leaning against the black lacquered mountain tip, some dim candlelight in the window, the closed door is topped, and the four gilt characters on the plaque are ticking the light - the Daxiong Treasure Hall.Crunch."
Uncle Shi, please come in."
The moment he crossed the threshold of vermilion lacquer, a little light flashed in his mind......
Yes, the young monk used to see Vena some time ago......
The lights in the empty hall were dim, and only a few shadows were seen sitting in the depths of the hall, silent, and he took a few steps forward......
It seems to be a newly accepted disciple of Vena, what is it called......
Wish?
Ben Wish!
The wish to be made into a Buddha in the flesh!
The sudden panic made him stagger and he jerked his head......
Suddenly, pupils constricted.An even greater horror gripped the body and mind.Those sitting cross-legged figures were indeed the great monks who had always claimed to be in retreat, but when they got closer, it was difficult to see their faces distorted by pain, and the familiar lotus platform beneath them.Crunch......
Bang!
The door suddenly closed, and the candlelight in the hall skyrocketed, and the room was full of light.It illuminates the hideous monk, illuminates an empty lotus platform and the long iron nails on the lotus platform, illuminates the miserable lamp in the east, illuminates the laughing Maitreya in the west, and illuminates the ...... in the main hall He went limp and collapsed to the ground.The Buddha among them......
It's not like that.....................................................................................................................................
"Master?
Master?
”No one responded in the dim and silent room, and the little monk Benshan got up and picked up the oil lamp.Next to it, the other bed was empty, the quilt was folded squarely under the pillow, and the person who should have been lying on it, the old monk Enlightenment, was nowhere to be seen.And what to do?
His master's recent deeds are always mysterious and secretive, and Benshan has asked many times, but he is always diverted by a few words, and he quietly goes out in the middle of the night tonight......
Alas, I don't know what kind of demon I have done?
The "Gulu ......"
Five Organs Temple sounded the "gongs and drums" at the right time, and the little monk quickly threw his master out of the clouds, the world has the largest belly, but where to find something to worship the Buddha in this belly in the middle of the night?
The little monk rubbed his shriveled belly, scratched his bare head, and finally had to recite "Amitabha".However, when I think of "Amitabha", I will inevitably think of the Bodhisattva, and when I think of the Bodhisattva, I will think of the wooden fish, and when I think of the wooden fish, I will think of the three big steamed buns at dinner, and when I think of the big steamed buns, I will think of the big bowl of porridge......
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Hey, the porridge served in the temple these days is really sweet, the milky white porridge is mixed with wisps of red, that's wolfberry, right?
Chop and melt and boil it in the porridge, and it is full of sweetness when you eat it......
Suck and slip.Thinking of this, this saliva is like the cry of the belly, and I can't stop it.This is good, no matter how many "Amitabha Buddhas" are recited."
Otherwise."
The little monk touched the bed."
Go to the kitchen and make a little edge?"
………………………… The little monk regretted that he had not brought the oil lamp in the room.In his impression, the Thousand Buddha Temple is always very lively at night, with monks playing and walking around, and the temple is also lit up all over the place.Tonight is different.It's dark and empty.The night breeze swept through the long corridors, whispering like a ghost crying.The waning moon in the sky cast a cold light, reflecting the trees, the walls, the pillars and even the Buddha statues, all of which turned into ghosts, peeking at people who traveled late at night.Benshan couldn't help but lighten his steps, lightened, and lightened, and finally only his toes touched the ground, but he especially felt that the slight touch was too harsh.Good thing it's not far from the kitchen."
Huh?""
Why are there so many monks here in the kitchen?"
The little monk turned around a corridor and was surprised to find that many pots and stoves had been set up in the open space in front of the kitchen, and a large number of monks were busy running between the pots and stoves.I'm probably preparing for tomorrow's meal.The little monk guessed.Tomorrow is the last day of the puja, and it is said that there will be a large number of devotees, so the monks in the temple have no time to play, and they are all busy here, but ......
Why didn't anyone speak?
In the field, it was a hot scene, but the busy monks seemed to be mute, only the sound of gruel boiling in the pot, the crackling of firewood in the stove, and the occasional footsteps reached his ears.This strange scene made the little monk hesitate for a moment, and silently retracted it, he hid in the shadows, and his eyes widened.The monks were boiling porridge, the familiar aroma wafted over, and the little monk couldn't help but take a big sip, but found that compared to the porridge they had eaten in the past few days, the monks were now boiling a little sweeter.He stood on tiptoe and looked at the nearest pot, but saw that in the steaming water, the white rice grains were tumbling warmly in the water, and it turned out that there was still a taste of wolfberry.As soon as the little monk made such a conjecture, he saw a monk walk up to the pot, stirring in the pot with a long-handled spoon in his hand for a while, and then leaning against the edge of the hot pot, leaning his upper body in, and taking out a dagger from his bosom in the other hand......
The little monk covered his mouth violently.I saw that the monk suddenly stabbed the dagger into the left side of his neck, and then slowly pulled it to the right side, but Rao was such a huge gap, but no blood spurted out.It wasn't until the monk withdrew the dagger into his bosom and grabbed his chin with his free hand and pulled his head up that the opening of his neck was like an open mouth, and a dazzling red and viscous fluid "hung down" into the porridge.The long-handled spoon in the monk's other hand is still stirring in an orderly manner, stirring the liquid that has fallen into the pot into wisps, as if chopping and boiling wolfberries into porridge.The alluring sweetness that was exactly the same as in his memory burrowed into his nose, but the little monk was tumbling in his stomach and his face was pale.Suddenly.In the darkness behind him, a pair of thin old hands quietly poked out.