The Happy Life of Small Officials in Northern Song Dynasty

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Knowing that the traces had been uncovered, Su Jin didn't care about anything else, and shrank back into the Buddha statue, reaching out and groping the inner wall of the Buddha statue, but there was only mud and dust.

The curtain on the side of the Buddha statue trembled. Feng Jingyao protected his head and face with one hand, stretched out his arm and slowly opened the curtain a small crack, glanced quickly, and put it down alertly.

At this moment, he had already seen the big irregular hole on the back of the Buddha statue, and he was afraid that there might be someone hiding in it; Feng Jingyao's thoughts turned, and he thought for a moment that if someone was really inside, he would say something in a long-winded manner. There are a lot of secrets in my heart that this person knows, no matter what, this person cannot be allowed to live in this world.

Feng Jingyao took a few steps back, and shouted in a deep voice: "Don't hide anymore, the old man has already seen you, come out."

How could Su Jin come out, held his breath and shrank inside without making a sound, secretly praying that Wang Chao Ma Han and others would come over after hearing the noise, or that even the old monk Shanxiang would come in and solve the current predicament.

"Friend! What kind of a man is a evasive man? If you don't come out again, don't blame the old man for being rude."

Feng Jingyao yelled angrily in a low voice, and at the same time rolled up the hem of his robe, and shook his whole body vigorously, the joints of his whole body made clicking sounds with this shaking.

Just as Su Jin wanted to shout out, he felt that the Buddha statue was slowly tilting. He was startled and realized that Feng Jingyao was pushing the body of the Buddha statue outside, not to mention that the Buddha statue was damaged, even if it was intact. At the entrance of the alley, with the skill of putting both palms against the heads of two strong horses, this Buddha statue will definitely not escape the fate of being overthrown.

Su Jin didn't expect that Feng Jingyao would not be afraid to make a fuss. It was obvious that his secret was known, and he was definitely going to kill people to silence him. If it was Shanxiang and the others who came here, it would be the monks from the whole temple who came to follow him. In the past, he was afraid that Daming Temple would also be bloodbathed.

Before Su Jin could come up with a countermeasure, the Buddha statue had already made a rumbling sound and tilted to one side, and a huge crack opened from the waist of the mud tire. Su Jin shrank subconsciously, and his whole body was buried under the Buddhist scriptures at the bottom of the Buddha statue. In the process, I only felt a bright light in front of my eyes, and countless plasters fell from my body, and the flesh on my body was painful.

Feng Jingyao yelled, and exerted the last strong force. Under his push, the whole giant Buddha broke at the waist, and with a loud bang, it fell to one side. A Buddha statue was reduced to rubble.

Amidst the splashing of mud, yellow dust rose up, and the house suddenly seemed to enter a place of wind and sand, unable to see anything; Feng Jingyao jumped back vigilantly, and stuck to the wall, covering his head and face with his left sleeve, and holding two iron balls in his right. Prepare for possible anomalies.

After the dust filled the air, there was no movement at all. The lower body of the remaining Buddha statue was like a mud silo for storing grain, inside which were piled high and low with mud, stones and unknown things.

Feng Jingyao was a little puzzled, could it be that someone was hiding inside, could it be that the clicking sound was a hint from the Buddha's manifestation?

Feng Jingyao approached slowly, squinted his eyes and fanned the smoke and dust with his hands, and looked carefully at the hollow of the lower half of the Buddha statue. Suddenly, a figure jumped up from the uplifted dirt and dust. A black thing came out, and the thing whimpered and reached the front door in an instant; Feng Jingyao didn't dare to catch it, and shot the iron ball in his hand, hitting the black thing, there was a "Dang", the thing was smashed into the air, but As the iron ball collided with it, a cloud of black mist exploded in the air and enveloped Feng Jingyao. Feng Jingyao covered his head and face in shock, and waved his robe sleeves. Dry and a little hard to open.

Looking at the black thing that fell into the side and rolled around, it turned out to be an old small incense burner, and I was relieved, it seemed that the old incense ash in the incense burner was just smashed out, and there was nothing terrible about it.

Seeing that the figure had already taken advantage of his hesitation and swiftly ran towards the door, and was already reaching out to pull the latch, Feng Jingyao shouted: "Where are we going?" He kicked up a few pieces of dirt and flew towards the back of the man .

Su Jin quickly opened the latch and pulled the door forcefully. He was about to cry, but the old guy Shanxiang locked the door from the outside. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his shoulders, back and legs, as if he was hit hard with a hammer. Suddenly, he grinned and couldn't stand, and fell to the ground with a plop.

Feng Jingyao quickly stepped forward and lifted Su Jin up, turned his face and looked startled, the face of the person in front of him was filthy and couldn't tell the original appearance, there were two long strips of black cloth stuffed in his nostrils. People don't look like humans and ghosts don't look like ghosts.

Feng Jingyao grabbed his collar and shouted: "What are you?"

Su Jin's back and legs were so painful that he was dying. Knowing that he was out of luck today, he forced a smile and cursed: "I am your grandfather."

Feng Jingyao reached out and pulled out the cloth strip in his nose, wiped Su Jin's face with his robe sleeve, looked carefully, and suddenly burst out laughing and said: "Hahaha, it turned out to be you, kid, I should have known You are so cunning that you even came here to eavesdrop by pretending to be a ghost, um...needless to say, that old bald donkey is also your accomplice, if he hadn't made arrangements with you, how could you have entered this secluded stone house?"

Su Jin scolded: "You will kill yourself if you do many unrighteous deeds. I am careless today. If you want to kill me, please feel free to cut me up. But let me tell you, hundreds of my men are ambushing outside the temple. If you kill me, you will definitely not be able to escape." take off."

Feng Jingyao laughed and said: "An official is an official. Even when death is imminent, you are still so stubborn, but don't you know that you officials are not as good as shit in my eyes? Kill you and me I have my own way to settle this matter, in fact, I don’t even need to use my brain, I just need to hand it over to the Yangzhou government for punishment, sentencing, etc., they will naturally find a way to help me cover it up, and go with peace of mind.”

Feng Jingyao raised his palm and exerted all his strength, and his palm was suddenly as hard as iron. Su Jin knew that this palm hit his head, and he was going to see Marx. This was the first time he was so close to death in this era for so long.

Feng Jingyao said softly: "Don't worry, the old monk Shanxiang will kill you as your companion. Don't you two like to play tricks behind your back? This old man will let you go to the underworld to play tricks with Lord Hades."

Su Jin's heart was cold, and he closed his eyes to wait for death. Feng Jingyao slapped his palm with a grinning grin on his face, and then heard a 'gu dong', and a body fell heavily on the ground, splashing dust all over the place.

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The sound of the Buddha statue collapsing shook most of the temple, and even the faithful men and women who worshiped the Buddha and offered incense in the front hall obviously felt the ground tremble, and then looked around in panic.

"Amitabha, the Buddha has manifested, have all the benefactors felt it?"

The gods of the Daming Temple who were preaching the scriptures were very good at taking advantage of the opportunity and announced excitedly.

The crowd was immediately excited, those who burned incense quickly put in more incense sticks, those who kowtowed hurriedly kowtowed harder, and those who donated naturally took out the money bags they had put in their pockets and offered dozens of extra coins; the Buddha appeared, The mountains were shaking and the ground was shaking, and it was such a lucky thing to be able to meet him today.

Some sharp-eyed pilgrims saw a yellow auspicious cloud rising into the sky somewhere in the backyard, and they firmly believed in the manifestation of the Buddha. Otherwise, in broad daylight, the weather was fine and cloudless, and where did this yellow auspicious cloud come from?

Shanxiang and the young monks in the meditation room in the backyard were dumbfounded. They were so close that although they did not dare to walk around in the sight of the stone house, their eyes could not stop looking at the stone house through the window edge. The sound of the collapse made them dumbfounded.

"Master, what...what's going on?" The young monks stared blankly at Shanxiang.

Shanxiang tried to calm down and said: "Amitabha, stay here and don't move. No one is allowed to approach the stone house. I'll go and have a look."

Shanxiang walked to the stone room and saw yellow smoke and dust rising from the roof of the stone room. The whole stone room seemed to be on fire, but he knew in his heart that it was not fireworks, but dust. How could there be such a large amount of dust in the room? ?There is only one reason, that is - the Buddha statue fell down!

"Amitabha, these two are damned." Shanxiang jumped up and shouted, tears were about to come out.

"Master, what's the matter? What's the matter?" Dynasty, Ma, Han and Zhang Long came out of nowhere and kept asking.

Shanxiang stomped his feet and said, "These two killers must have pushed the Buddha down."

Chao Chao was shocked and said, "What? The Buddha statue fell down?"

"Otherwise, how could there be such a large amount of smoke and dust? This Buddha statue has been handed down for 280 years, and it was in the hands of the old man, and it was... just destroyed like this."

"Doesn't that mean that the young master was discovered by Feng Huo?" Ma Han scratched his head.

"Oh...!" Chao Zhanglong yelled at the same time: "It's amazing, hurry up and save the young master!"

The three of them ran towards the door of the stone house. Shanxiang was panting and held up the key with tears in his eyes and shouted: "Here is the key, don't kick the door. That door has been handed down for more than 280 years."

Dynasty Mahan Zhang Long didn't care about these things, rushed to the door, kicked three big feet at the same time, the antique wooden door that has been passed down for more than 280 years burst open, and a puff of yellow smoke rushed out.

The three of them rushed in regardless of other whirlwinds, and when their eyes adjusted to the darkness in the room, the three of them were stunned by the scene in front of them.