After the ulcerated skin grew back, the person's appearance gradually became clearer.
He has high cheekbones, erect ears, thin lips at the tip of his nose, and a pair of shining triangles. Combined with his thin and rugged frame, he looks a bit fierce.
What is even more eye-catching is his bald forehead, which is dotted with ring scars. He is obviously a monk.
When he woke up, his body's sense of touch was first restored.
He realized that he was lying on a hard wooden board.
It must be winter now, it's really cold.
He slowly opened his eyes and found a group of people looking at him with smiles.
"Are you awake?"
A Taoist boy said with a smile: "The master is really amazing!"
Then the people around him cheered, and the people lying on the wooden boards slowly sat up.
He looked around and his expression suddenly changed, "We are still at Daxiangguo Temple!"
"This is no longer the Daxiangguo Temple. This is now the territory of our Zhengjing Sect."
"Serious gate?"
Seeing the confused look on his face, Huang Xin smiled and said, "You have been locked up for too long, and you don't even know about the up-and-coming star."
"Did you save me?"
Li Yu asked: "Who are you and why are you imprisoned by the Daxiangguo Temple?"
"Haha, the poor monk's first chant."
Fake.
Li Yu immediately saw that what the monk was telling was a lie. Perhaps it was because Li Yu gave himself a false name every day, which gave him an innate intuition.
The monk stood up, stretched his muscles, and said in surprise: "This is the headmaster of the Zhengjing Sect? It's really a good trick. The grace of survival today will be rewarded in the future!"
After saying that, he was about to leave. Li Yu held him down. You are quite cool. You said a few words and then left.
As long as you are polite, candid, and tell who you are and why you are being detained, then forget it.
After all, everyone is the enemy of Daxiangguo Temple, and Li Yu will not embarrass him.
But his current behavior is too annoying.
"Haha, Master, before you leave, could you please settle the medical fee?"
The monk who claimed to be the first to go was a little surprised, and then immediately smiled and said: "This is easy to say, I will ask my disciples to send it to you another day."
Xiao Jinlian knew Li Yu best. She said quietly from the side: "The Zhengjing Sect never takes credit."
"That's right."
The monk did not panic. He spread his hands and said with a smile: "This is a contradiction. I have nothing hidden on my body. If I am not allowed to leave, how can I pay for it?"
Li Yu said with a smile: "It's simple. We still need a sweeper in our sect, so I will ask you, Master Lao, to pay off the debt with your labor. When there is no fallen leaf in the sect, Master Bai can leave."
The monk looked around and realized that it was winter now, and there was not a single big mountain in Daxiangguo Temple. It would be nonsense to want there to be no fallen leaves in the mountains in winter.
Li Yu made such an unreasonable request, but he didn't get angry, which shows that he has done a good job in nourishing Qi.
"Well, I'll just do my best, poor monk." The first monk's eyes stayed on Li Yu's face for a moment, and he said with a smile.
It seems that he is very confident. When his cultivation is restored, he feels that he can leave at will.
Li Yu turned around and left with his disciples, leaving only Huang Xin and the first monk to get the broom.
The monk wanted to leave, but there was no way out, so we had to find out the secrets from him.
Soon, Short Back took the three demons and moved into the cave. Xiao Rang also moved in. In fact, it was a world of its own, with many rooms, and the private cells and library only occupied a small part.
This is a maze-like treasure house that needs to be explored slowly, and the harvest will definitely be huge.
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The first group of monks held brooms and swept 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 cannot sweep away all the fallen leaves on the mountain.
He was rescued, but imprisoned in another way.
He sat under a tree and looked at the gloomy sky, his eyes gradually becoming hollow.
The Daxiangguo Temple also collapsed. The dispute between Buddhism and Taoism in the Song Dynasty had undergone earth-shaking changes and was infinitely tilted towards Taoism.
He didn't care about this, he just wanted to know if that thing was still in the Daxiangguo Temple.
A little girl came over with a broom.
The monk in the first row withdrew his gaze, put away his solemn expression, and smiled again.
He turned and looked around, and was suddenly startled for a moment. The little Taoist nun 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 a crouching tiger. No wonder it can seize 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 Taoist nun didn't seem to notice anyone here. She pointed to her nose and asked, "Are you talking about me? I annoyed the master and was punished to sweep the floor here."
Although she was punished, there was no trace of resentment in her tone. When she mentioned her master, she even couldn't help but smile.
The little Taoist nun's appearance is natural, and there is no modification on her body. She is not beautiful, and her appearance is very ordinary. But her figure is very upright, slim and calm, and she has a somewhat wise temperament at a young age.
If the most distinctive thing about her body is her eyes, they are big and bright, but her gaze is very sharp. She does not have downcast eyes like most girls, giving people a docile feeling, but looks straight into her eyes with confidence.
of all things.
"Haha, how about coming here and being lazy together?" the monk in the first row said with a smile.
"OK."
"May I have your name?"
"Tang Sai'er, what about you?"
Tang Saier was still caught by her master. At that time, she was in the Ming Dynasty, robbing the rich and giving to the poor every day, and made a little reputation.
"Me, my name is Shouxing."
The two of them were older and younger, and their conversation was very harmonious, without any barriers. Their tone was like old friends chatting with each other, and they were very relaxed with each other.
"Looking at your accent, you are also from the Ming Dynasty?" the monk asked.
Tang Saier nodded solemnly. Although she had a very bad life in the Ming Dynasty, her relatives were all buried there.
"Where is the master from?"
"Me, let's just say it's Shuntian Prefecture, Beijing City."
"Then why are you here?"
The first monk smiled and said: "I came to do a big thing, but it's a pity that I didn't do it well."
Tang Sai'er didn't ask further questions. She sat on the ground, held her chin and sighed.
The first line is obviously very devoted to this little Taoist nun. He has been here for a long time and has not said as much as he does today.
"You are from the Ming Dynasty. Do you like the Ming Dynasty?"
Tang Saier thought for a while and said: "I don't like the Ming Dynasty, and I dislike the officials in the Ming Dynasty the most. They bully us and no one treats us as human beings."
"What do you think should be done to save the people?"
Tang Sai'er blurted out without thinking: "Kill all the bad guys and let the poor be officials, and they will treat the poor well."
The first monk laughed and said, "When poor people become officials, they are no longer poor. Those officials are the poor. It's just a reverse. There is no change."
Tang Sai'er shook his head and said, "No, how could the poor oppress the poor?"
"Not only do you know how to do it, but you will do it even worse." The monk in the first line smiled and said, "You know, those high-ranking officials and nobles in the Ming Dynasty, their ancestors were also poor people before. I'm afraid they are even poorer than you."
Tang Saier thought for a long time. She felt that what the great monk said was wrong, but she could not refute it.
"Then what do you think we should do?"
The first line stood up, and the golden sunset shrouded him through the dead branches. The monk put his hands behind his back and smiled under the tree: "Me? I just want to sweep away the fallen leaves. How can I think about such a big thing as saving the common people?"
