The Unjust System and My War-Crazy Self

"Didn't you hear my order?!"

"Execute immediately!" After saying that, he stepped forward and kicked his personal soldier hard.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Seeing that Li Laiheng was angry, his personal soldiers immediately scattered.

"We'll do it right away."

Li Laiheng thought about it privately for a while and decided not to go see Zen Master Miaokong.

"I feel that the nun is a bit weird"

Thinking back to what happened before, Li Laiheng felt a chill on his back.

“嘶

"Could she be practicing some evil martial arts hidden in Shaolin Temple?"

After all, Shaolin Temple has stood for so many years, and its scripture library contains countless records of martial arts feats. It is not surprising that there is a strange martial art.

However, Li Laiheng still couldn't figure it out.

"But what kind of evil power could instantly captivate hundreds or thousands of people?"

"Or..." He pondered the ethereal steps of Zen Master Miaokong as he entered the military camp.

"Then Master Miaokong is already a Grand Master?"

"hiss"

"Thank goodness it didn't happen."

In a small courtyard that was kept very clean.

Zen Master Miaokong was sitting on a cushion, reciting scriptures silently.

"Squeaky--

Just then, the door was cautiously opened and a little nun walked in.

"master."

He just walked up to Master Miaokong, who had his eyes closed, and bowed, and then said something indignantly.

"Those crude soldiers are so rude!"

"They only sent seven or eight crude women to serve the master."

"Each vegetarian meal costs only a few coins!"

The little nun kept complaining.

“That’s simply too much!”

"How can this be possible?"

Although Li Laiheng had instructed his subordinates to receive Master Miaokong with the highest standards,

Not only did they have an independent courtyard, but they also selected a number of nimble and capable women from among the strong women accompanying the army to serve as servants in the courtyard of Zen Master Miaokong.

But obviously, he knew nothing about the daily food, clothing and expenses of these so-called monks.

The tax-free monks' properties at Shaolin Temple are enough to make them the most luxurious local tycoons in the area.

Their behavior is no different from that of local tyrants and evil gentry, and even worse.

After all, they are a group of "Buddhas" who can openly shout to the tenants, "Those with good wives rent good land, those with bad wives rent bad land, and those without wives have no land to farm."

Some of the surrounding prefectures and counties have tacitly agreed that girls living near the Shaolin Temple cannot be married, and even the men living near the Shaolin Temple are not necessarily safe...

Li Laiheng felt that he had shown sufficient courtesy to Zen Master Miaokong and his group.

But to the little nun beside Master Miaokong, this was simply abuse.

"Amitabha------" Zen Master Miaokong chanted the Buddha's name softly, saying without sadness or joy.

"A monk should have the six senses pure."

“Don’t cling to money and take pleasure in simple poverty.”

"How can we give rise to anger just because of our appetite?"

"Master, I just..." the little nun said embarrassedly.

"I'm just speaking up for you."

When Master Miaokong entered the military camp alone that day, she made hundreds of fierce soldiers bow their heads, and even Li Laiheng dared not look at her directly.

Master Miaokong's reputation reached its peak in the hearts of these nuns.

What is a high monk?

Just a few words saved a war.

This is the real enlightened monk!

They have become extremely optimistic about the prospect of visiting the King of Dian.

I think as long as Master Miaokong shows up, the King of Dian will put down his butcher knife and stop disturbing Shaolin Temple.

Maybe he would personally confer the title according to the custom of past dynasties, and let Shaolin Temple continue to maintain its lofty status, with endless honors and favors, and continuous incense.

Just then, there was a loud noise outside.

The little nun hurried out and found that the leader was actually one of Li Laiheng's close confidants.

I saw them leading a group of soldiers to break open the gate, and walking towards the front yard with sticks and weapons.

"Sir, the Heavenly King is willing to..." The little nun had just opened her mouth when the guard rudely interrupted her.

"you-

"Get out of here!"

"The King won't see you!"

"Huh?" The little nun was stunned.

"Didn't the King of Rebellion promise that..."

"Go away!" The guard was immediately furious when he heard the little nun say this.

"How dare you say that!?"

"Our prince was punished by the king because of this incident!"

"It's all your fault, you damn nuns!"

They waved their sticks.

"If you don't leave-

"The iron rod in my hand doesn't recognize anyone."

"Squeaky, squeaky--------" Just as the soldiers were about to resort to violence, the wooden door hissed and the figure of Zen Master Miaokong appeared in the courtyard.

"Several donors."

"What exactly is the reason for today's incident? Could you please explain it to me?"

Seeing Zen Master Miaokong appear, the soldiers suddenly felt embarrassed to take action and turned their heads away one by one.

"That's the situation anyway."

"Those who understand this matter will understand it. Those who don't understand won't understand even if I tell you, so it's better not to tell you."

"Fairy, please don't ask me about the details. It involves too many things. It won't do you any good if I tell you. Just pretend you don't know."

"As for the rest, I can only say that this is a very complicated matter. The specific situation..."

After a lot of nonsense, Zen Master Miaokong and his group found out nothing.

Although the soldiers did not use violence, they politely asked Master Miaokong and his group to leave.

But Master Miaokong still figured out one thing -

It seemed that the King of Dian was unwilling to see her.

Even the King of Rebellion could not disobey.

"Master, what should we do?"

Under the scorching sun, the sweaty little nuns looked at Master Miaokong with great sorrow, hoping that she could come up with an idea.

This is changing too fast.

The day before, they were guests of honor.

The next second, they were driven out like plague gods.

Now, they can only rely on Master Miaokong to create a miracle again.

"Amitabha."

Zen Master Miaokong chanted the Buddha's name softly.

"If the mountains don't see me, I will see the mountains."

"Since the King of Dian doesn't want to see us."

"Then I will go visit the Heavenly King on my own."

night.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you're exhausted already? You need to rest again."

Shu Yichao stopped the march of the plant army.

Although the debuff previously applied to the plant army did not seem to be that serious in front of his massive army

That is, you lose blood and physical strength, need to choose a base, and also cause some non-combat casualties.

But as the war progressed, the plant army found it difficult to sustain.

It is no longer possible to march day and night and attack continuously as before.

At critical moments, they still need to take a break to allow them to recover their strength and blood volume.

So Shu Yichao ordered the army to stay and prepare to skip this boring time.

And at this moment

A gentle breeze blew across my face, seemingly just an ordinary evening breeze.

If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely ignore it.

But a prompt popped up in front of Shu Yichao.

[You have encountered a new event.]

[A late-night visit from Zen Master Miaokong.]

"Huh~~~" Shu Yichao dragged out the tone.

"Who?"

A faint sound suddenly rang out in the night sky.

"In this world, there are no more than five people who can detect my hidden aura."

"I never thought that the Heavenly King's martial arts could be so superb."

"call-

The breeze blows again.

Not far from Shu Yichao, a beautiful figure stood alone.

Zen Master Miaokong clasped his hands together.

"I, the poor nun Miaokong, pay my respects to the Heavenly King."

Chapter 787-Fuck her!

The cool evening breeze blew across the night sky, gently brushing Zhu Huixia's beautiful long hair.

The thin veil was lifted slightly at this moment, revealing Zhu Huixia's true face, making this late-night visit seem like a dream, ethereal and beautiful...