Chapter 1047: Like morning dew, it will be more miserable in the past

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When I was leisurely wandering around and strolled back to the Buddhist hall again, an old monk soon came forward and bowed gently. I could tell by the different depths of ravine lines on his cheeks. , this old monk must be very old when I think about it, even Zheshi can't remember for a moment, he was still a child, how old is this old monk, his face seems to be the same as before. , but the only thing that can be known is the age, which must be quite high, but the movements are still light, and there is no trace of old age at all.

Whenever a conversation needs to go to an area other than the Buddhist temple, this has been the rule for many years not to ask for a temple. The same is true if it is placed in other people's temples. Even if the area is small and cramped, it is still necessary to do so. It is not just to show off. All Buddhist disciples pray that the Buddha's heart will be solid and solid. Besides, it is rare to have a pure mind during the time of chanting sutras and meditating. When you are in the Buddhist hall, you can pray for some momentary enlightenment, even if you are hungry in your belly and your body and bones are worried recently. , you can also forget about it temporarily in the sound of chanting sutras all around in the Buddhist hall, and be able to practice Buddhism diligently and withdraw from the world.

So when the old monk asked Zhe Shi to go out for a chat, the two of them could only understand each other's thoughts by looking at each other and the movements of their eyebrows. They remained silent and understood each other's feelings.

"I have to ask the abbot, have those Jianghu people ever left?"

The old monk spoke very straightforwardly. He asked Zheshi for a moment, but he quickly waved his hands and said with a smile, "In the final analysis, those donors are just here for a temporary stay. Why don't they leave? They are just asking for help from the temple." Let's wait for two days. The small temple is too narrow to accommodate the big Buddha. But at any rate, they are all going to Yanze in the north. Since they plan to serve as human beings,

When guarding the gate, you must be polite no matter what. After all, it is a good deed that makes people sigh with pride, so you must treat them politely no matter what. "

Yesterday at noon, Yunzhong and others left. After all, only Pipa Guest stayed here for two more days. As for the other three people, they only stayed in the temple for one night and left one after another. Before leaving, they also I didn't forget to add some money for incense, but I was politely rejected by Zushi Shi. I said I didn't ask for incense and I had never received much incense from the temple. Naturally, I didn't have a box to exchange the incense money for merit. What's more, the temple still had savings, so I didn't bother others to hand over anything. It is better to keep the money for incense at the bottom of your wallet and use it as money for expenses or emergencies. It is indispensable when you are away from home.

"Perhaps the abbot has forgotten that the old monk once learned some fortune-telling skills in his early years. Although it is not profound, he can occasionally get some wonderful meanings. When he caught a glimpse of the young hero's face, he suddenly felt that there was Jin Ge behind him. Iron horses, hordes of cultivators, and most of them died, which is really not a good sign. If they go to Beiyanze, they will definitely attract a sea of ​​​​blood in Beiyanze border, but I really don’t know how to make Beiyan The longer Ze lasts, the more evil spirits and evil spirits will pervade the world."

Almost from the moment Yun Zhong stepped into the temple, the old monk felt a completely different feeling than usual. The skill of looking at each other and looking at the wind was evolved from many methods in the temple. Although It may not be profound, but you can often see different aspects, and most of the similarities and similarities follow the same trend. Therefore, it is not surprising to say this.

But no matter how you think about it, the disciple of Wu Shuang in Nangong Mountain does not look like someone who can do it in Beiyan.

A capable person who caused great storms at Zebianguan.

Zhe Shi has long been in contact with the North Yanze Border Gate. Even if he doesn't know its background, at least those who can be called masters in the four realms are not rare. Except for cultivators, they still have quite a bit of skill. Strong Jianghu people, even if they have never had the skills of a practitioner, are still capable people who can make some names in the Jianghu. Just the scholar who has been walking around a lot recently has left no trace of his formation cultivation. He has set up several large formations in an instant. He is especially proficient in the confusing formations and confuses the Taoist cultivator. Even with a little use, he can make Zheshi this person. The four realms with such means are difficult to defeat, so naturally they are not weak.

And this Wu Shuang's very proud apprentice, and probably the young swordsman who inherited his mantle, may be a bit lowly in level. Based on his level of cultivation, he cannot keep up with the young and blind pipa player. Perhaps With all four strings of his pipa played, he can definitely kill Yun Zhong. If this level of cultivation is placed at the border of Beiyanze, it is unlikely that he will be able to poke a big fool, nor will he be able to make any shocking feats, nor will he be able to control the situation for endless years. Monsters are causing chaos in the northern Yanze.

"Behind the young man, I saw a group of Buddhist disciples."

The world is clear.

"I wonder, abbot, will you ever intentionally drag the entire Buqiu Temple into that deep pool in the future?"

To the west of the Buqiu Temple, there are only two or three scattered city gates. However, because monsters broke through the North Yanze Border Pass a few years ago, the scale is really not that big now. Less than 50% of the households within the city gates are occupied by humans. However, those who are always on tenterhooks are in fear. And those who are able to move their families out of the city are almost all unwilling to stay in the city, and half of them are unwilling to stay in the city.

Sixty-seven out of ten people are from outside the city, and the rest are young and strong. Most of them are from poor family backgrounds, and they really don't have the ability to move out of the city, so they have no choice but to stay here. It is completely a last resort. The city wall was desolate and crumbling. No senior members of the Yuan Dynasty came to repair it, nor did Zihao, an official, come to work on it. Moreover, it was the first to bear the brunt of the monster poisoning, and the damage was really heavy, so the city was delayed in repairing and repairing it.

There are only two or three big families in the city, but no one knows why these two or three families have not moved their families to other places because of their extremely rich financial resources. There are almost endless gossips. Some say that these big families are just trying to force themselves. Keep your face up, after all, it is not necessarily easy to go out of these cities to dominate elsewhere. Some people say that there is enough money to hire servants, servants, or strong men to work outside these cities. It's several times higher than this place. These big families just want to make some more money here. After all, there are quite generous patrons in Beiyanze. They really can't bear to give up this three-acre land. Give it to someone else.

So there is such a strange scene. Even though there are only less than ten large households in these three or five cities, their reputation is extremely poor. Even though they never count people's money and often give to the people during the New Year and festivals, others I always feel that this is the deliberate appearance of the old fox crying for chickens. After all the calculations, this money was withheld from the hands of several people in the city. He was so kind-hearted, but it caused these big families to suffer for a while. He stabbed his spine and threw all his dissatisfaction on his head. The Zhang family was short of the Li family, and the Feng family was

The child couldn't stop crying at night and even blamed these big families.

In the northernmost city, every month like this, there is a Morning Dew Festival, which is actually the Autumn Festival. Combining the magpie bridge and the morning dew as autumn gets thicker, combined into one place, is a good thing that cannot be found anywhere else. At that time, people from several cities rarely put aside their pain and fear, and poured into the North City. Younger men and women were walking in the streets and alleys, and they saw those people spitting fire and holding spears, and saw many people from the north and the south. The wealthy merchants walked out from the crowd of muscular Jianghu people. They displayed their goods on both sides of the city with great arrogance. They danced with lions and rolled embroidered balls, and helped boys pick up long knives or cooked copper sticks with shiny oil on both sides. Bang bang bang, fireworks are always going on at twelve o'clock, almost non-stop day and night.

It’s rare to catch such a festive occasion.

The people in the city put on smiles, and the merchants from outside the city made a lot of money. Although they couldn't make a lot of money every day, the business was really booming, and the prices were quite low. Even the countless poor people in the city were able to pick up a few pieces, which was completely useless. I thought it would harm the family property, but for many years, I didn’t know whose family set off the fireworks.

Yun Zhong and his party entered the city at this time, and gradually headed north. They felt more and more that this morning dew festival was really a grand occasion. They did not stop for a moment until they reached the north city gate.

There were several strong men outside the city gate, taking turns punching and kicking a thin man in tattered clothes. The kicks caused countless dust to rise, but the onlookers on the side looked at each other with cold eyes, and sometimes someone would add another kick. , but the thin man who was beaten never said a word, and soon lost interest. He threw the man into the dirt outside the city gate and left one after another.

Yun Zhong got off his horse and stepped forward to help him.

At this time, the man had already held his breath. It was not until Yun Zhong reached out and tapped a few fingers on his forehead that he slowly exhaled half a breath. It was clear that most of the withered yellow leaves in his mouth were spit out when he was beaten. He woke up and turned his head. He tremblingly took out a few more from his arms and put them in his mouth. He smiled hard at Yunzhong, grinning with yellow teeth. But he was clearly smiling, and there was no hint of smile in his eyebrows.

This man introduced himself to his family and said that he was an old soldier from Beiyanze. Since he could not get to the border, he made a living by transporting the dead. If there were some corpses with flesh and blood left and there were still people at home, he would send them to the house and hand them a few feet of white silk. A small amount of money is used as a token of sympathy for the family. If it is really dilapidated and even the body is not left behind, a burial mound can be dug out in Beiyanze Pass, so as to mark down the name and ensure that one's death was not in vain.

"This beating is not unjust. It is said that there is a great festival in the city, so our unlucky master should have gone far away. However, these two Pao Ze's family live in the south and are not close by foot. They must be sent early. When we get there, maybe the family members will feel a little relieved when they see the corpse with its skin still visible."

It was obvious that he was an old soldier of about the same age. He wrapped up the clothes that had exposed his ribs after being beaten, wiped off two handfuls of blood dripping from his mouth and nose, and forced an ugly smile towards Yunzhong.

"After all, Beiyanze failed to hold back the evil tide several times, so it is reasonable for the people to hold grudges, isn't it? If you can let them go after a beating, that would be the best. The men in Beiyanze are tough-boned. It doesn't matter if you relax your muscles and bones."

It was getting late, and the fireworks and firecrackers in the city illuminated the foggy sky, and also illuminated the scars on the old soldier's side.

His smile was quite sincere, but Yun Zhong couldn't smile no matter what.