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Chapter 30 The Mysterious Old Monk

The thieves and villagers were stunned, and thousands of people fell silent.

One of the Yellow Turbans whispered: "I heard that General Zhou is indeed dark-faced. With this staff, he must be General Zhou without a doubt!"

When everyone heard this, they all had dark expressions on their faces and all rolled their eyes at this man. Slow reaction can really kill people!

So the generals dismounted and knelt down one after another, and the soldiers behind them also knelt down and cheered loudly. They also called to pay homage to General Zhou and apologized.

Only now did Zhou Yuanfu feel proud and proud.

"Which army are you from, and who is your commander?"

Everyone looked at the bearded man lying on the ground. The man who had just spoken raised his head and bowed his hands.

"For General Zhou, we are all under the command of Marshal Chu."

As he spoke, he pointed at the bearded man lying unconscious on the ground.

"Because Marshal Chu admires the reputation of the Heavenly Master, we also wear yellow scarves and call ourselves the Yellow Turban Army. However, we have always gathered in the mountains and forests and have not yet contacted the Heavenly Master."

Zhou Yuanfu breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be a bandit under the banner of the Yellow Turban Army. Now he explained to Zhao Yun that there might be a chance to turn things around.

"You just carry your Marshal Chu back. He will wake up in an hour or two. Tell him not to ruin the reputation of the Yellow Turban Army in the future. Don't make trouble for Zhaojia Village again!"

Everyone said in unison: "I will obey General Zhou's decree!"

So the commander who carried them hurriedly retreated.

When all the villagers saw that the thieves had retreated, they all breathed a sigh of relief. Only Zhao Yun frowned and looked quite dissatisfied.

"Brother Zhao Yunxian, you have also seen that it was not us who did it, but the bandits pretending to be us. Do you think we should continue to talk to you at your house?"

Zhao Yun sneered and said: "You asked the thief to retreat, so I should accept your favor? If the thief attacks me, I have my own way of defeating the enemy. There is no need for you to pretend to be a favor. Since it is not your fault, then let you go and get lost!"

"

Cui Niupi was unhappy, "How can you talk like a baby? My elder brother helped you out. You just don't appreciate it. Why are you talking so hurtfully?"

"You think I'm not nice? If you can resurrect my brother and bring all the dead people in our village back to life, I, Zhao Yun, will naturally be convinced. I will lead horses and sit on stools for the rest of my life without any complaints! If you can't, the hatred of killing my brother will be irreconcilable.

, If it weren’t for you yellow turban thieves, those bandits wouldn’t be able to, nor would they…”

Zhao Yun said that his eyes were red and he was almost crying.

Zhou Yuanfu sighed deeply in his heart, secretly thinking that this matter would definitely not work out.

"It seems that my good brother and I are not destined to be together. In that case, we will take our leave."

He turned around and ordered Cui Niupi to take out all the gold and silver he had brought. Cui Niupi mumbled and took it out and handed it to Zhou Yuanfu. Zhou Yuanfu held it in his hand and handed it to Zhao Yun.

"Although we did not do this, after all, the bandits faked the name of our Yellow Turban Army. These gold and silver rights should be used as compensation for the families of the victims."

Zhou Yuanfu still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping that he could exchange his sincerity for Zhao Yun's favor, but Zhao Yun reached out and knocked down the gold and silver.

"Who wants your stinky money? It's all money stolen from murder and robbery, and it's all covered in human blood!"

Cui Niubi was about to get angry again, so Zhou Yuanfu forced him to leave. Guan Yu looked at Zhao Yun and sighed, turned around and followed him away.

Zhao Yun picked up the gold and silver one by one and flew them into the pond nearby.

"Zhou Cang, remember, today I am not good at studying. When I master the marksmanship, I will kill all of you yellow scarf thieves!"

After a few people came out of the village, Zhou Yuanfu was depressed, thinking that the name of the Yellow Turban Army really killed people. If things go on like this, they will not be able to recruit advisers and generals. How can these brothers conquer the world? Guan Yu is only a five-year contract worker. It is really sad.

Shocking.

Guan Yu said nothing, thinking about what was on his mind. Once he became a thief, no matter what the reason was, he would probably be infamous for it in his life.

Cui Niubi just complained that Zhou Yuanfu gave all the gold and silver to the people of Zhaojiacun, and the few people went on the road without any expense.

We slept in the open air, but fortunately there were no setbacks along the way. After arriving at Julu, they met up with Pei Yuanshao and others.

At this time, Pei Yuanshao's troops were much stronger than when he set out. He said that he was taking in the scattered brothers along the way. According to the standards of the Yellow Turban warriors, he kept some people and sent the rest to Xiaquyang.

Cui Niupi vividly recounted what happened to Zhaojiacun and greatly exaggerated Zhao Yun's marksmanship. After listening, everyone sighed at Zhao Yun's stubbornness.

Pei Yuanshao had already received Zhang Jiao's head, but he was brutally tortured. Several people went to the funeral and cried bitterly.

Everyone discussed the specifications of the tomb. Pei Yuanshao suggested that it be built according to the rites of princes. Xu Yuanzhi suggested that since it is Taiping Road, it cannot be the same as ordinary tombs. Cui Niupi suggested that the bigger the better, Guan Yu just sneered.

Zhou Yuanfu thought of the fact that after the Yellow Turban Army was wiped out in history, Zhang Jiao had his coffin opened and his body slaughtered, so he suggested: "Now that the great cause has not been completed, if the construction of the tomb is obvious and the court knows about it, the coffin will be opened and his body will be killed. Instead of this

, it is better to bury her quietly and have a grand burial later."

After hearing this, several people felt that it made sense and agreed one after another.

When it came to choosing the location, everyone had another difficulty. There were many giant deer in the plains, and there were a few small dirt bags around. Where to hide the Dharmakaya really became a problem.

Zhou Yuanfu's heart moved and he remembered the treasure map. He took it out secretly and found out that there was indeed a treasure house in Julu. There is a Putong Temple in the northeast of Julu County. There is a nine-story tower in the temple. The treasure marked on the treasure map is in

In the underground palace under the tower.

After reading it, Zhou Yuanfu put the map away and looked solemnly at the other brothers.

"Brothers, since we are sworn brothers, we will share blessings and hardships. To be honest, the Heavenly Master once told us that there is a treasure hiding place in Julu. We can place the Heavenly Master's body in the treasure hiding place and take out the treasure.

Used as military equipment. This matter is of great importance, brothers, please do not spread the word."

After hearing this, several people were very excited and eager to get the treasure.

Zhou Yuanfu originally planned to let Pei Yuanshao and Xu Yuanzhi guard the camp, but when he saw the lonely look on Xu Yuanzhi's face, he changed his mind and asked Pei Yuanshao and Cui Niubi to guard the camp, and took Guan Yu and Xu Yuanzhi to find out.

Zhou Yuanfu and the others found Putong Temple. The temple was not big and the mountain gate was a bit dilapidated. When they entered the temple, they saw that the incense was OK. In prosperous times, they sought wealth and survival in troubled times. After Buddhism was introduced to China, countless believers dedicated their spirits to the temple with no place to rest.

The Buddha of the West. Now that troubled times have arisen, if this temple is not destroyed by the war, it will surely be prosperous and attract countless believers to come and worship.

Zhou Yuanfu only said that he came to practice Zen and ask for divination, and asked to see the abbot, and asked the young novice to go and report. After a while, the young novice returned and only said that the abbot had not seen any foreigners.

After some discussion, they went around to the pagoda, only to find that the pagoda door was locked. They were wondering whether to break the lock. A monk came over to inquire after seeing a few people acting suspiciously. Zhou Yuanfu took the opportunity to inquire about the situation of the pagoda. The monk

The report said that there was a demon in the tower, so the abbot ordered it to be locked.

Several people had no choice but to return to the main hall. Zhou Yuanfu suddenly thought of a sentence here on the treasure map, so he called the young novice monk,

"Please, young master, explain it to me. I got a verse today, 'The king in the cage sheds tears, the king is frightened when his shackles are broken.' I ask the abbot to explain it to me."

The young novice went there again, and soon came back to say that the abbot had invited him.

The young novice led the three of them into a Zen room. An old monk was waiting for them with a smile. Zhou Yuanfu hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

"Disciple Zhou Yuanfu pays homage to the Master. Do you dare to ask the Master's Dharma name?"

The old monk looked at Zhou Yuanfu playfully.

"Since the donor knows that 'the king in the cage sheds tears, the king is frightened when the shackles are broken', why can't he still guess my name?"


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