I preached in the Six Dynasties

Chapter 271 Credit
After the festered skin grew back, the person's appearance gradually became clearer.

He has high cheekbones and pricked ears, a pointed nose and thin lips, and a pair of triangles that are naked. Coupled with that thin and bony skeleton, he looks a bit fierce.

What is more eye-catching is his bald forehead with ring scars on it, which is obviously a monk.

When he woke up, the physical sense of touch was restored first.

He realized that he was lying on a hard wooden board.

It should be winter now, it's really cold.

Opening his eyes slowly, he found a group of people looking at him with a smile.

"Are you awake?"

A Taoist boy said with a smile: "The head teacher is really amazing!"

Then the people around cheered, and the people lying on the plank slowly sat up.

He looked around, his face suddenly changed, "It's still in Daxiangguo Temple!"

"This is no longer the Daxiangguo Temple, it is now the site of our Zhengjingmen."

"Orthodox door?"

Seeing his bewildered expression, Huang Xin smiled and said, "You've been imprisoned for too long, and you don't even know the up-and-comers are serious."

"You guys saved me?"

Li Yu asked, "Who are you, and why are you imprisoned by Daxiangguo Temple?"

"Hehe, the first line of the poor monk's dharma name."

fake.

Li Yu immediately saw that what the monk said was a lie, perhaps it was because Li Yu reported himself a pseudonym every day, which gave him a natural intuition.

The monk stood up, stretched his muscles and bones, and said in amazement: "This is the head teacher of the Zhengjing sect? It really is a good trick. The grace of life today will be rewarded in the future!"

After he finished speaking, he was about to leave, but Li Yu held him down. You are very chic, and you are about to leave after saying a few words on the scene.

If you're polite, honest, and tell me who you are and why you're being held, that's fine.

After all, everyone is the enemy of Daxiangguo Temple, and Li Yu will not make things difficult for him.

But his current style is too annoying.

"Hehe, master, before you leave, should you settle the consultation fee?"

The monk who claimed to be on the first line was a little surprised, then immediately smiled and said: "That's easy to say, I will ask my disciples to send it some other day."

Xiao Jinlian knew Li Yu best, she said quietly from the side: "The serious school never pays on credit."

"Yes."

The monk was not alarmed either, he spread his hands and smiled and said, "This is self-contradictory, I have nothing hidden on me, if I am not allowed to leave, how should I pay?"

Li Yu said with a smile: "It's simple. If we still need a sweeper in our door, Master Bai will pay off the debt with your labor. When there is no leaf in the door, Master Bai can leave."

The monk looked around. It was winter now, and there was no big mountain in Daxiangguo Temple. It would be nonsense to try to make the mountain not have a single leaf in winter.

Li Yu made such an unreasonable request, but he didn't get angry, which shows that he did a good job in cultivating Qi.

"Well, the poor monk will do his best." The first monk's gaze stayed on Li Yu's face for a moment, and he said with a smile.

It seems that he is very confident, waiting for his cultivation to recover, he feels that he can leave casually.

Li Yu turned around and left with his disciples, only Huang Xin was left with the first monk to get the broom.

The monk wanted to leave, but there was no door, so he had to reveal his secrets.

Soon, the short back took the three monsters and lived in the cave.Xiao Rang also moved in. In fact, it is a world of its own, with many rooms, and the private cell and library only take up a small part.

This is a labyrinth-like treasury, and it needs to be explored slowly, and the harvest is definitely not small.
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The monks in the first row took a broom and cleaned the fallen leaves in the mountains.

He is lazy and not very compact, because he knows in his heart that no matter how serious he is, he will not be able to sweep away the fallen leaves on the mountain.

He was rescued by others, but imprisoned by another method.

He sat under a tree, looked at the drowsy sky, his eyes gradually became hollow.

The Daxiangguo Temple also collapsed. The controversy between Buddhism and Taoism in the Song Dynasty has undergone earth-shaking changes, and it has infinitely tilted towards Taoism.

He didn't care about these, he just wanted to know if that thing was still in Daxiangguo Temple.

A little girl came over with a broom.

The monk in the first row withdrew his eyes, put away his solemn face, and smiled again.

He turned his eyes and was stunned for a while. The little Taoist girl in front of him was not very old, and she actually had the light of Buddha on her body.

This sect is really a hidden dragon and crouching tiger, no wonder it can take over the foundation of Daxiangguo Temple.

The first line rubbed his eyes, smiled and waved, "Little friend, why are you sweeping the floor here too?"

The little nun didn't seem to notice anyone here, pointed to her nose, and asked, "Are you talking about me? I annoyed the master and was fined to come here to sweep the floor."

Although she was punished, there was no trace of resentment in her tone.Mentioning the master, he even couldn't help a smile from the corner of his mouth.

The little Taoist nun's face is natural, there is no modification on her whole body, she is not glamorous, and her appearance is very ordinary.But the figure is very tall and straight, slim and calm, and has a bit of wisdom at a young age.

If it is said that the most distinctive thing about her body is her eyes, they are big and bright, but they are very sharp and sharp. She is not like most girls with downcast eyes, giving people a sense of docile, but confidently looking directly at what she can see of all things.

"Hehe, come here, how about being lazy together?" the monk in the first line smiled.

"Okay."

"What's your name?"

"Tang Sai'er, what about you?"

Tang Sai'er was dragged back by her master. At that time, she was in Daming, robbing the rich and helping the poor every day, earning a little fame.

"My name is Shouxing."

The two people, one big and one small, talked very harmoniously without any barriers.Their tone is like an old friend who is pulling homely, and they are very relaxed with each other.

"Judging from your accent, you are also from Daming?" the monk asked.

Tang Sai'er nodded heavily. Although she had a very bad life in Daming, her relatives were all buried there.

"Where is the master from?"

"Me, it's BJ City in Shuntian Prefecture."

"Then how did you get here?"

The first monk smiled and said: "I have come to do a big thing, but unfortunately I didn't do it well."

Tang Sai'er didn't ask any further questions. She sat on the ground and sighed while resting her chin.

The first line is obviously very concerned about this little Taoist nun. He has been here for a long time, and the sum of his words is not as much as today.

"You are from Daming, do you like Daming?"

Tang Sai'er thought for a while and said, "I don't like Daming, and I don't like Daming's officials the most. They bully us, and no one treats us as human beings."

"What do you think should be done to save the people?"

Without thinking, Tang Sai'er blurted out, "Kill all the bad guys and let the poor become officials, and they will be good to the poor."

The monk in the first line laughed, "When the poor become officials, they are no longer poor, and those officials are the poor. It's just a reversal, and there is no change."

Tang Sai'er shook his head and said, "No, how can the poor oppress the poor?"

"Not only will it happen, but it will get worse." The first monk said with a smile: "Do you know that those high-ranking officials in Ming Dynasty, Qi Guihua, their ancestors were also born in poverty, and I'm afraid they are even poorer than you."

Tang Sai'er thought for a long time, she felt that what the great monk said was wrong, but she couldn't refute it.

"Then what do you say?"

The first line stood up, and the golden sunset shrouded him through the dead branches. The monk smiled under the tree with his hands behind his back: "Me? I just want to clean up the fallen leaves. How can I think about saving the common people? .”

(End of this chapter)