He is ten feet long, has three wingspan, a face like gold paper, a horizontal eyebrow, two teeth in a row, and a nose with three orifices. Although he is majestic, it is not an exaggeration to call him weird.
It’s no wonder that the imperial court didn’t hire them. In fact, in the Tang Dynasty, officials had to go through four stages of review: they had to be physically imposing, their words had to be well-argued, their calligraphy had to be beautiful, and their judgments had to be excellent in arts and sciences.
Huang Chao failed in the first step because of his physical appearance. Even though he passed the county and state examinations, he was rejected every time he took the provincial examinations.
Huang Chao looked at Bian Lu for a while, then snorted coldly: "Why should I kill you? Old monk, do you think that you are the only one who is merciful, and everyone else is the devil? I won't say who those landlords and gentry are, do you know?
Are there many evil spirits among the great monks and novice novices you let go?"
Bian Lu was stunned for a moment: "Where did Huang Donor start with these words?"
Huang Chao sneered: "There are only fifty or sixty monks in Caomi Temple in total, but apart from the religious men and women who support them, almost all the farmers within dozens of miles around are tenants of Caomi Temple."
Bian Lu pursed his lips, knowing that it was unjustifiable for Buddhism to occupy so much land: "This is all temple property saved by the ancestors of the past generations. When I bought it, the price was clearly marked. You and I are willing."
Huang Chao asked again: "Do you, the abbot, know that many monks openly threaten the tenants of Caomi Temple, saying, 'There are girls who plant water to irrigate the land, there are good wives who plant good land, there are bad wives who plant bad land, and there are no women.
Open up wasteland!’ These are their exact words!”
Bian Lu hesitated: "This..."
Huang Chao said: "No one wants to marry the daughter of the tenants of Caomi Temple, and no one wants to marry the young man. Every family has a painful history of blood and tears. I think this Caomi Temple does not look like a Buddhist Zen place, it is simply a robber and prostitute."
nest."
Bian Lu closed his eyes and said nothing, but his eyelids kept trembling.
Huang Chao continued to laugh: "The fox comes to repair the chicken coop, the evil wolf transforms into a grandma, there are people in the world who like to eat human flesh and chant Amitabha! I originally wanted to use these six impure bad monks to sacrifice the flag,
But who knew that there was a kind and compassionate abbot who let them all go."
"Okay, you are amazing and noble! The lives of our brothers are nothing! Sow a grain of millet in the spring and harvest ten thousand grains in the autumn. There is no idle land in the world, and the farmers are starving to death! The first tax is light, the second tax is heavy, and the third tax is heavy.
It costs lives, so we all deserve to die of hunger and exhaustion?”
"Have you seen the opera troupe from Puzhou? I think the story of "The Legend of the White-Haired Witch" is really good every time I watch it! Now a bucket of salt has increased from 10 qian to 110 qian.
The common people can no longer afford salt and can only eat light food. Even us private salt dealers have no business!"
"We can't even eat. If we don't rebel, then we will no longer be mere mortals. We will all become Buddhas!"
Bian Lu sighed: "Donor Huang, don't say any more. There are gods three feet above your head. The Three Treasures cannot be slandered. It's all the fault of the poor monks for failing to control the monks in the temple. No one else is to blame. Huang Shi wants to kill people to sacrifice flags. The poor monk's
The head is right here!”
Huang Chao's face turned cold: "Old monk, you look down on me, Huang Chao, too much, don't you? Before the incident, I had the good fortune to meet a land god, the Holy Lord Luo Gong. Luo Gong has great power and divined for me."
According to the divination of Holy Lord Naluo, Huang Chao was originally a divine general, but he committed a grave sin by accidentally kicking away a large stone blocking the road.
It turned out that it was not an ordinary stone, but the key to hell. The stone flew to hell and opened the door to hell. The 8 million evil spirits trapped in hell escaped one after another and were reborn in the human world.
Afterwards, the Emperor of Heaven investigated the cause and found out the person responsible for the accident. He was furious and demoted the god general to the earth to recover these evil spirits. After the god general was reincarnated in the lower world, he surrendered to the surnamed Huang family.
Named Huang Chao.
Although Huang Chao looked ugly, he was domineering at this time: "Old monk, don't worry, since I am the reincarnation of a god general, even if I sacrifice a sword, I will definitely catch evil ghosts from hell. I can't stand a foolish monk like you!"
You don't have a share among these 8 million people. I'm going to burn the temple, so you should run away for your life!"
Host Bian Lu looked up at Huang Chao's high-spirited look, recited the Buddha's name, went into the house, packed his bags, and left Caomi Temple with Huo Daoxiong, who came to visit his friend.
In front of the burning temple, Huang Chao's nephew Huang Cun frowned at Bian Lu and Huo Daoxiong who were leaving, and asked angrily: "Second uncle, just let the two of them leave like this? You can't be a woman."
Ren!"
Huang Chao's tone was a little unkind: "A kind-hearted old monk and a poor swordsman from out of town. They just left. There will be an incident today. Are you afraid that they will leak the news?"
Huang Cun heard his second uncle's unkind tone and whispered: "Then... what about the flag sacrifice?"
Huang Chao chuckled: "Cun'er, do you really think what I said is a joke? Luo Gong did divine for me that I was a heavenly general in my previous life. I didn't lie to you! I just didn't cut down a bad person to sacrifice the flag. You
If I am the reincarnation of a god, am I still afraid that I will not have luck to protect me?"
Although everyone had other ideas in mind, seeing that Huang Chao, the leader, had already mentioned this, they had no choice but to make a promise.
On the other side, Huo Daoxiong and Bian Lu walked for half an hour, and suddenly said to Bian Lu: "Monk Bian, I have something else to do. Since I have asked about the general situation of the rebellion in Puzhou, I will leave first."
Bian Lu was stunned for a moment and said in embarrassment: "Why are you in such a hurry? Donor Huo, you also know that I am a three-legged cat. In this great change, I am afraid of getting involved in the chaos, and I will fall under the knife without knowing it."
Dead soul. Now there are rebels in Puzhou and Caozhou, can Lord Huo send me to Yunzhou first?"
Huo Daoxiong shook his head and walked back to Caomi Temple.
Seeing that he had no choice, Bian Lu did not dare to follow Huo Daoxiong back. When he saw a village ahead, he wanted to hide in the village to avoid the disaster. As soon as he entered, he recognized that it was more than three miles east of Caomi Temple.
Liguai Village.
Liguai Village was not originally called Liguai Village. It is said that in the early years, an immortal named Liguai'er saved many villagers here. Later, in order to commemorate the immortal's life-saving grace, the villagers renamed the village Liguai Village.
Bian Lu walked around and found that Liguai Village was deserted. He suddenly realized that in such extraordinary times, such a small roadside village could easily attract an army of bandits and was not safe. It was Bian Lu who panicked.
I didn't expect this.
He usually meditates a lot and doesn't walk much. At this time, he had blisters on the soles of his feet and couldn't walk anymore. He looked at a hollow willow tree outside the village, so he squeezed in. Although it was uncomfortable, it was not easy to be beaten.