Chapter 107 Speech

Style: Historical Author: Wang XiaodouWords: 3580Update Time: 24/01/11 22:16:35
There was no more rooster crow, and it wasn't until the sun set in the cave and shone on everyone's faces that everyone woke up slowly. Everyone slept soundly that night because of the incense. Some comrades who drank too much water during the day had their pants wet. It's wet. That’s right, peed your pants.

As a result, the smell of urine soon filled the entire cave. People who didn't want to get up also left the cave one after another. After all, the smell was still quite strong. Wang Busheng also walked out. After a night's rest, Xiaohong felt sad. It's a lot better. The place originally had the function of self-healing. If it weren't for the boss being too rude and not knowing how to stop, if it was normal, Xiaohong wouldn't be so seriously injured. The two sat down on a grassy field.

The person who was beaten last night has long since disappeared. It is estimated that he was injured there and could only go back to rest. Moreover, what they planned to do was not visible, so the beating could only be because they admitted that they were unlucky and did not publicize it.

A new day brings a new beginning. The plan for a year begins in spring, and the plan for a day begins in the morning. Morning is when people are most energetic, but everyone is still lazy, lying on the ground in twos and threes, and some picking up Put a blade of grass into your mouth and chew it. Some people are too lazy to move and fall asleep with their eyes closed.

The ground in the valley is covered with grass, green and lush, but there is not a single tree. If it were placed outside, the hard-working people would not give up such a fertile land. If they plant crops, they will definitely have a good harvest, but Here, there are few hard-working and capable people, but many are lazy and lazy. One monk has water to eat, but several monks have no water to eat. No one wants to be the diving monk, so the grass is still grass.

Wang was bored and wandered around, and unexpectedly found a piece of Bletilla striata here. Bletilla striata is a holy medicine for healing. It is about twenty centimeters high. The main flowering period is in spring, but due to different climates, it will also appear in summer. Bletilla striata has a wide range of flowers. It has medicinal value and can mainly astringe and stop bleeding, reduce swelling and rejuvenate. It is also very ornamental. The flowers are purple, red, white, blue, red and pink, and can be cultivated in pots, flower beds or in a corner of the garden.

"Compendium of Materia Medica" records that using Bletilla striata and Sichuan Radix, divided into parts and applied in a thin bag for one coin, and taking three pills each time, along with mugwort vinegar decoction, can treat women's prolapse, vaginal discharge, and yin.

Wang Busheng picked the Bletilla striata and dug out the fruits from the ground, removing the rhizomes and fibrous roots. Although the valley was short of food, there was still no shortage of water. There was a Tianyan Spring not far away, which could meet everyone's daily water needs. Wang Bushu took the fruits Wash and then grind into powder.

After whispering softly into Miao Cuihua's ear, Miao Cuihua's face flushed and she took the small bag from Wang Busheng's hand. Then he whispered a few words in Xiaohong's ear, and Xiaohong blushed with shame. Under the leadership of Miao Cuihua, the two returned to the cave and treated the wound. Bletilla striata can be swallowed three wuke, and a small amount can be used externally. It has a slightly bitter taste and can be used for internal and external bleeding, burns, and, um, anal fissures.

After a while, the two lesbians came out. Xiaohong blushed and said softly: "Thank you."

Smiling slightly, Wang Bu Shou showed a smile that he thought was very charming, "You're welcome, handsome men have good hearts."

"Well", after looking at Wang Busheng, Xiaohong said carefully: "To be honest, you are really not handsome."

Well, Wang Busui received a critical hit of 10,000 points, and his weak heart was already riddled with holes. To say that he was handsome enough to kill, he didn’t know how to appreciate a woman without taste. Beauty of the soul is truly handsome.

As if to comfort Wang Budie, Xiao Hong added: "But you are a good person."

"Yes, you are a good person." Miao Cuihua responded with a smile.

Looking at this sentence from the perspective of another world, Wang Busheng always felt that this sentence was very problematic. It seemed like he was scolding himself. It was like he was praising everyone and then adding "you are also a good person". The meaning seemed to be that although you The smell is a bit stinky, aren't the flowers stuck on cow dung?

"I'm asking you weakly, are you scolding me?"

"How can you, you helped us. It's too late for us to thank you", the two women explained.

Seeing the sincere eyes of the two men, Wang Busheng was relieved. Fortunately, the ancients did not have so many tricks.

The warm sunshine shines on my face, and the bronze skin shines dazzlingly in the sun. A few drops of sweat slip from my cheeks, which further shows my manliness. If there is a bottle of water poured from my head, the effect will be better. Some. Wang Bushit closed his eyes and enjoyed a rare sunbathing. The only shortcoming was the lack of sexy long-legged beauties on the beach wearing bikinis.

"Hey, Hall Master Xiao Ming, when will you have breakfast? Didn't you say there is a big dinner today?"

"Yes, it's already so late. If you don't eat anymore, you can have breakfast with lunch."

"Yes, yes, hurry up and start the meal. How can you treat your guests like this?"

After looking at the sun, Xiao Ming thought so, so he said, "Okay, you guys, wait a minute and I'll go take a look."

When they came to the cave where Lao Wu and the others slept, it turned out that Lao Wu had not lied. The conditions in this cave were indeed much worse than theirs. There were no stone beds, and more than a dozen people were lying on the ground. Those with better conditions were just There were a few extra leaves, so the rest of the people lay directly on the ground, which was quite cool. Everyone's sleeping posture is very inelegant and twisted, and they don't have the habit of wearing pajamas. Well, it's cool and helps with growth.

As soon as he entered the cave, Xiao Ming felt the smell of urine coming towards him. Xiao Ming couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose.

I saw Old Wu getting up in a daze, then he came to the corner, took out the guy pose, and a fountain gushes out. Xiao Ming finally knew where the smell of urine came from. For these unwilling guys, the cave was both a bedroom and a toilet.

Seeing that Lao Wu was about to lie down after finishing his work, Xiao Ming hurriedly woke Lao Wu and asked, "Why don't you get up? It's so late."

"What time is it now"? . Old Wu asked in confusion, unwilling to open his eyes.

"It's almost noon." Xiao Ming answered.

"Oops," Old Wu seemed a little impatient: "It's too early, we usually only get up in the afternoon."

"We don't get up until the afternoon, what about our breakfast?" Xiao Ming was a little anxious. Facing his hungry men, Xiao Ming was worried that they would kill him and cook him.

"Breakfast, we never eat breakfast,"

"But we are already hungry."

"Listen to me and go back to sleep for a while. You won't be hungry when you fall asleep. This method is very effective and we use it often." After speaking, Lao Wu lay down.

"Old Wu, Old Wu" Xiao Ming still wanted to persist.

"Go back, go back, you won't be hungry when you fall asleep." Old Wu waved his hands and was speechless.

Helpless, Xiao Ming walked out of the cave angrily and took a greedy breath of fresh air. He really hoped that the Wusheng Old Mother would show up and let the air fill his stomach. After patting his hungry stomach, Xiao Ming could only return to everyone.

Everyone looked at Xiao Ming anxiously.

"How is it? When will dinner be served?"

"Is there meat? Is there any fruit you mentioned?"

Xiao Ming didn't dare to tell the truth, so he could only use the sumptuous food they prepared, so it would take some time. Everyone was waiting patiently, but they still had to figure out their own way for breakfast.

I'm really hungry after not eating. No, the big meal still needs to wait, but breakfast still needs to be eaten.

Xiao Ming could only take back the big pot he cooked last night. Fortunately, those people didn't have the habit of cleaning the pot. There were still traces of rice left on the bottom of the pot. Although it had been treated, it was still difficult to clean the residue stuck to the bottom of the pot. What's left, plus some wild vegetables, is just enough to make a pot of soup.

A pot of soup was ready quickly, because there was plenty of water, and the wild vegetables had long since turned into powder. If the soup was gone, just add some water, so there was no rush to eat, and everyone was quite full.

Everyone who has eaten is lying there lazily. Basically, the people who join the White Lotus Sect are the proletariat who are lazy and don’t care about worldly affairs. They just want to eat while lying down. But the world is real and there is no effort. How could there be any gains again? As the saying goes, reincarnation is a technical job. Some people are born at the starting point, and some people are born at the end. If Wang Busheng wrote a book: "Personal Experience and Techniques about Reincarnation", it should be a bestseller.

Seeing that everyone was full, Xiao Ming took out a yellowed thread-bound book from his arms. When Wang Busheng saw that the book was old, because books nowadays are basically glued books, the cost of thread-bound books If it is too high, the cost will be too high.

Opening one of the pages, Xiao Ming was full of energy and said with a smile: "Okay, learning makes us happy, and learning makes us progress. Let's start learning now. Our White Lotus Sect, also known as Maitreya Sect, is the Tiantai Sect of reborn Buddhism in the early Southern Song Dynasty. I worship the Inanimate Old Mother, Vacuum Hometown, the Inanimate Old Mother, the Inanimate Old Mother is the ancient Buddha who has no birth and no death in heaven. She wants to save the children of the mortal world and return to the heaven to avoid disasters. This heaven is the Vacuum Hometown."

Everyone has heard these words from Xiao Ming countless times, but Wang Busheng was the first to hear them. This kind of activity is just like the year-end summary of every company. It is not interesting, and Wang Busheng is too lazy to listen carefully.

Xiao Ming continued: "The world is divided into light and dark. Light is light. It represents goodness and truth. Dark is darkness. It represents sin and unreason. They are constantly fighting. When the old mother of no life comes, light will eventually win. dark."

Xiao Ming's speech had no exaggeration or macro-motivation at all. Compared with those masters of speech, such as Hitler, Lenin, etc., Xiao Ming was not worthy of carrying their shoes. Wang Busheng thought that he should give him some advice and gave him a copy of "Guiguzi" and "Thick Black". "Study" or a "Career Guide".

Xiao Ming was still talking to himself: "Now the rulers are licentious and enjoy themselves as much as they can. The people are displaced, hungry and miserable. The world will live in harmony. Why can they enjoy themselves while we have to go through twists and turns?" ".

Xiao Ming's words obviously aroused everyone's interest. After all, no one wants to endure hardship.

Seeing everyone's gazes, Xiao Ming felt extremely comforted and confident. He cleared his throat and continued: "You are unkind, and the world will not tolerate it. The disaster is coming. Only the Wusheng Mother can protect everyone. In the face of the disaster, The Nian has turned danger into a disaster and entered the heaven, avoiding disaster. When the old order is completely overthrown and a new order is established, a new thousand-year blessed land can be established where the people can live and work in peace and contentment."

Basically all sects and organizations always rely on immortality, Western bliss, worry-free heaven, and living and working in peace and contentment to attract everyone. This is also the reason why time-travel novels are so popular in later generations. They always feel that their current life is too bitter and they do not have three wives and four concubines. There is no mansion, huge wealth, good looks, and there are no three or five emperors and princes hanging around the one they love, always thinking that everything will go as they wish in the past life or the next life.

The current White Lotus Sect is that people live in poverty, so people will naturally join. This is also the reason why cults have existed in every dynasty and every generation for thousands of years.

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Well, Wang Busheng is overthinking it. The White Lotus Sect has no foreign friends to join it yet. Seeing that the time was right, Xiao Ming stood on a raised stone and spoke passionately.

"Dear fellow believers, the sparrow knows the ambition of the swan. Think about it, how can we, seven-foot-old men, be willing to become queens and wait until the birthless old mother comes to raise the flag? We will follow their footsteps to overthrow the tyrant rule and establish a harmonious society. Fellow believers, raise your right hands together and shout together, down with feudalism, down with the Zhu Ming regime, and oppose oppression and persecution."

Well, no one responded, Xiao Ming was very embarrassed.

We are not fools. We are going to be beheaded. We are just looking for food. As for overthrowing the rule of the Zhu family, they still dare not.

"Hey, Hall Master Xiao Ming, you can talk about anything with a full stomach."

"Yes, yes, hurry up and see if the dinner is ready."

"Uh, okay", the stomach is the most important thing, Hall Master Xiao Ming left again.