"I wonder what your last name is?" Chen Ling asked.
"Haha, my surname is Lu, so I call you Lu Zuoyun." Uncle Ning Xuan said.
"The surname is Deng..." Chen Ling nodded and fell into thinking. He wanted to give this little girl a nice name.
When I saw the light blue robe in Ning Xuan's hand in the early hours of the morning, my eyes suddenly lit up.
He has a good name.
"How about... calling me Lu Shijin? It means good times and good years, a bright future, and it also means this precious robe." Ling Chen pointed to the robe in Ning Xuan's hand.
Hearing this, everyone except the ignorant little girl looked at the light blue robe in Ning Xuan's hand. Its material was the most famous Jiang brocade, and it matched the last character of the little girl's name.
"Hahahaha, good! Hello Lu Shijin! What a good name!" Lu Zuoyun laughed, tears streaming down his face as he smiled.
"You will be called Lu Shijin from now on, do you understand?" Ning Xuan cried and laughed, teasing the ignorant little girl in his arms.
The little girl blinked, reached out and grabbed Ning Xuan's finger, and giggled, seeming to be very satisfied with her name.
Seeing that everyone was very satisfied, he breathed a sigh of relief in the early hours of the morning. This was the first time he named someone. He would be lying if he said he wasn't nervous, but fortunately the final result was good.
"Today is a happy day for my Lu family. I will go to the restaurant to order a table of delicious food later. Master Sanzong must give me a favor!" Lu Zuoyun said loudly.
"Okay." Chen Chen smiled and nodded.
Just when everyone was about to go back to the room and sit down, there was a knock on the door. Everyone looked at each other, wondering who else would come to visit.
"Uncle, let me go." Ning Xuan stopped Lu Zuoyun who was about to open the door and walked towards the door.
When the others saw this, except Mrs. Lu who carried Lu Shijin back to the room, the others waited there.
Not long after, Ning Xuan, who looked confused, led the two people back around the screen wall, but everyone was very unfamiliar with the two people he brought back.
The young man at the head, on the other hand, was dressed in dark brocade clothes with a jade pendant hanging around his waist, as if he had returned to his own home, very natural.
"Boss Lu, I hope you'll forgive me for making such a fuss." The young man said to Lu Zuoyun standing aside.
"Ah, don't you dare, I dare you to ask..." Lu Zuoyun quickly returned the courtesy. Although he didn't know who this young man was, such a calm posture did not look like an ordinary person, and he was probably not something he could offend.
"Junior Luo Jing, I am here for this master." The young man explained.
"Looking for a poor monk?" Chen Qing was stunned and couldn't help but ask.
"That's right. Master, you slaughtered a bunch of bandits on Hutou Mountain, which can be regarded as saving my life. Although master has no impression of me, I am deeply impressed by my master." Luo Jing said with a smile.
Hutoushan?
As soon as this name came out, Ling Chen and Ning Xuan were both stunned for a moment. Could it be that this person was a prostitute caught by the bandits? Is this to repay a favor?
"Then who is this..." Ling Chen asked Zhou Shuo, who was looking at him with a cold face.
"In Zhou Shuo, the young master's entourage." Zhou Shuo said with cupped hands.
"I don't dare to take it seriously. This Lord Zhou is a seventh-grade Lingyu captain. He is only responsible for protecting my safety." Luo Jing waved his hand and introduced.
"My lord, I'm serious. It's just a false position. I only have a salary but no real power." Zhou Shuo explained.
It would be great if he was really the seventh-rank Lingyu Colonel with real power, then he wouldn't have to be afraid of a sixth-rank county magistrate. This official position was just a false reward given by the court because of sympathy for him.
In the Panoramic Kingdom, a seventh-grade Lingyu captain like him, who has a false position, has to have 80,000 if not 100,000. It can be said that any soldier who has retired from the frontier battlefield due to injury will have such a false post. It just sounds like a bluff.
Then they are randomly assigned to various state capitals, and the local state capitals distribute salaries. The lower the strength, the worse the allocation.
Of course, if no benefits are given to the above, the points will be very poor. This is why Zhou Shuo, a copper-skin realm person, was left in such an inhospitable place.
It's just that he didn't benefit from the chief. Otherwise, at worst, he would be assigned to a relatively wealthy county as a minor official, instead of being like now, where the county magistrate can rub him around at will.
But this was enough to cause consternation to Lu Zuoyun and Ning Xuan. If you were to be in the seventh rank if you didn't have a job, you were also from the seventh rank. Officials, both big and small, could not be instigated by anyone, nor could Lu Zuoyun be offended.
If such a person can call himself a follower, then this Luo Jing is obviously not an ordinary person.
"Then I don't know why Donor Luo is looking for the poor monk?" Chen Chen asked with his hands clasped together.
"Why don't you ask Master to talk somewhere else?" Luo Jing stepped aside and extended his hand to indicate.
In the early hours of the morning, he looked at Lu Zuoyun and Ning Xuan, thought for a moment and walked away. He didn't want to cause trouble to Lu Zuoyun and the others. Luo Jing obviously didn't want others to know his identity or what he wanted to say.
"Haha, Boss Lu, and this brother, are so disturbing." Luo Jing nodded to Lu Zuoyun and the others, and then left behind Chen Chen.
Lu Zuoyun and Ning Xuan, who stayed where they were, looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly. They had no control over this kind of thing and were not qualified to do so, but thinking about it, it shouldn't be a bad thing.
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A medium-sized restaurant.
In the private room on the second floor, Zhou Shuo stood guard outside the door.
"Don't you know Master's name?" Luo Jing stood up and poured a cup of tea for Xiaochen and asked softly.
"The poor monk's name is buried three times, and he is buried in peace." Ling Chen said softly.
Hearing this, Luo Jing moved for a moment, but quickly returned to normal. Although the name was a bit weird, judging from his behavior in the early morning, it matched it.
"Then why did Master Sanzong want to kill the bandits in Hutou Mountain?" Luo Jing asked.
"The poor monk doesn't like bandits and other similar bandits. Just kill them when they encounter them. It's that simple." Ling Chen smiled.
"But... shouldn't monks be compassionate?" Luo Jing asked in confusion after hearing this.
"So, who stipulates that monks must be compassionate? Is Wanfo Temple compassionate?" Ling Chen asked.
"This..." Luo Jing couldn't say anything.
He really didn't know who stipulated that monks must be compassionate, but the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple was definitely not compassionate. The number of people who died at the hands of the monks of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple was no less than that of other forces.
Even the monks of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple can do everything except drinking and sex, but they don't eat animals that die because of themselves, and they call them pure meat.
But at the end of the day, it’s still meat, isn’t it?
[Warm reminder: The content in this book is necessary, please do not take it seriously.
The origin of pure meat comes from the fact that the monks will eat whatever the host gives them to the people they meet during alms. They will eat meat if they are given meat. They are not allowed to refuse, but they will never eat the meat that the host specially slaughtered for the monks. 】
Just like the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, which claims to be compassionate, but the monks kill people without the instructions of the so-called enlightened monks?
"Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple cannot be called compassionate." Luo Jing said with a bitter smile.
If he didn't have a cheap father who was a prefect, he really wouldn't know about this kind of thing, but just because he knew about it, he admired Ling Chen even more.
After all, the monks of Wanfo Temple also have to find a reasonable excuse to kill people, such as evil spirits, monsters, demons, etc. It may seem high-sounding, but it cannot hide the true nature.
But the Third Burial Master spoke frankly.
If you don't like it, just kill him.
Luo Jing liked this sentence very much. He thought it was very domineering.
Chen Chen drank the tea in one gulp, then took out the wine gourd and poured a glass of wine. Compared to tea, Chen Chen now preferred drinking, but he did not forget to pour a glass for Luo Jing opposite him.
"This is... wine!?" Luo Jing smelled it and asked in shock.
