The little monk bought them for Logan to eat. It seemed that the most delicious thing for him was meat.
Zhang Xiaozu and four others followed Zhan Guang.
The young monk was wearing a monk's robe and had a bald head. He had wine in his left hand and meat in his right hand. There was also a beautiful girl sitting next to him. The four of them, Zhang Xiaopou, were stunned for a moment.
However, the four of them were relieved when they thought that the young monk was just a dishonest monk who stole meat and wine and fantasized about getting a wife and having children.
"Follow senior brother from now on. Senior brother will ensure that you enjoy the hot food and drink spicy food." Niu Dawa patted the young monk on the shoulder and said.
Although he and the little monk were not real brothers, the little monk's mouthfuls of "sister brother" had warmed his heart.
"Thank you, senior brother, for taking care of me." The young monk said gratefully.
Zhou Jianlai put down his wine glass, looked at Zhang Xiaozu and the others and said, "Let me tell you something, I am planning to go to Wanjiang Pavilion to practice for a few days. You can arrange a time and come with me. Fourth, do you have any questions?"
"No problem, I'll take a leave tomorrow morning." Yuan Taiping replied.
Zhou Jianlai added: "The war between the emperor and the saint is about to begin. To be precise, it has already begun. We, the little pawns with low cultivation level, may one day be drawn into the whirlpool, so we need to improve as quickly as possible.
In cultivation, I don’t seek to be famous in the world for my martial arts skills, but I only seek to have the ability to save my life when I am trapped in a whirlpool.”
"Understood." Zhang Xiaozu and the others nodded.
The little monk scratched his head and said, "I just want to be an ordinary person and live out my life peacefully with Wan'er."
Tang Wan snorted and blushed with embarrassment.
"Haha, don't worry, senior brother will protect you and keep you two safe." Niu Dawa assured, patting her chest.
"Thank you, senior brother."
"Thank you, senior brother."
Tang Wan also followed the young monk to thank Niu Dawa.
"Haha——" Niu Dawa laughed happily. This sense of responsibility and responsibility as an elder brother made him feel very comfortable and at ease.
"Brother, give me some money, I-"
"Take it."
Before the young monk finished speaking, Niu Dawa generously threw him a dozen banknotes.
"Thank you, senior brother!" The little monk smiled so much that his lips reached to his ears. He put the banknotes in his arms and gave Logan a look.
Zhang Xiaozhu understood what this look meant. He was saying: "Look, what I said is right, my senior brother is rich."
"Eat and drink enough to sleep."
"It's gone, it's gone."
After chatting for a while after the meal, Zhou Jianlai became more drunk and felt sleepy, so he got up and went to sleep, and the rest of the people dispersed with him.
There happened to be two wing rooms left in the yard, and the young monk and Tang Wan had one room each.
It was late at night and everyone had gone to bed.
The door of the third wing on the west side slowly opened, and the little monk stood on tiptoe.
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He walked out crookedly.
He picked up the strength on his feet and quietly walked to the third wing on the east side. He tried to push the door, but found that it was not locked. A look of surprise appeared on his face, and he quickly pushed the door open and entered the room.
"You flowery monk, did you go to the wrong room?"
Niu Dawa sat on the bed holding the giant egg, opened his eyes and smiled at the little monk who broke into the room. He thought the little monk had sneaked into the wrong room.
"Senior brother, you are right, I am here to find you." The young monk gently closed the door and said.
"Is something wrong?" Niu Dawa asked.
"A little bit." The little monk nodded.
"What can't be discussed at the dinner table? You have to come to my room in the middle of the night and make it so mysterious?" Niu Dawa frowned.
"Senior brother, can you go back to Babao Mountain?" the young monk asked.
"Why go to Babao Mountain?" Niu Dawa asked puzzledly.
"Master, he misses you."
"speak English."
"He really misses you."
"Believe it or not, I will slap your mouth to bits?" Niu Dawa raised his hand and warned.
"I-I actually-actually-" The young monk lowered his head, hesitating and not knowing what to say.
Niu Dawa glared and asked, "What is it actually?"
"Actually - still -"
"What else?"
"Not yet—not yet—"
"Nothing?" Niu Dawa asked through gritted teeth with black lines on his head. He was trying his best to control the urge to slap the little monk away.
"I haven't returned to secular life." The young monk said with his head raised, eyes closed, and an expression as if he was going to die.
"You - what did you say?" Niu Dawa was so shocked by the last four words that came out of the little monk's mouth that he stuttered. He got off the bed and looked at the little monk in disbelief.
"Senior brother, keep your voice down so Wan'er doesn't hear you." The young monk said nervously.
"You said you haven't returned to secular life yet?" Niu Dawa asked to confirm.
"Um."
"You deceived this girl?" Niu Dawa's tone suddenly darkened.
To him, if a young monk broke the precepts by drinking alcohol and eating meat, it would be nothing even if he did not return to secular life. However, using the guise of returning to secular life to deceive a girl's feelings was too much and went against his principles as a human being.
"I want to return to secular life, even in my dreams, but I dare not go back to Babao Mountain and tell the master. He will be very sad when he finds out." The young monk said in a tangled and painful way.
Niu Dawa's face immediately softened when he heard this, and asked: "Then what are you going to do?"
"I want you, senior brother, to go to Babao Mountain and tell Master for me." The young monk said the reason for his visit.
"Will you never see your master again in this life?" Niu Dawa asked.
"I - I don't have the shame to see his old man." The young monk said with tears in his eyes.
"Are you going to live with guilt for the rest of your life?" Niu Dawa
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Ask again.
The little monk was silent.
He squatted down with his head in his hands, his face buried between his knees, and said in pain: "Master picked me up when he was traveling down the mountain. Master worked hard to bring me up, taught me how to read, and taught me to recite sutras.
He taught me how to be a good person, and he had high hopes for me.
But I really don’t want to be a monk, I don’t want to meditate on sutras, and I don’t want to understand Buddhism. I have failed his hard teachings and expectations, and I have no face to see him."
Niu Dawa sighed, patted the young monk on the shoulder, and said: "I will accompany you to Babao Mountain in a while. If you tell your master these words in person, I think he will understand and forgive you."
People can't live with guilt, that would be too tiring."
"Thank you, senior brother." The young monk said gratefully.
He had been holding these words in his heart, but when he revealed them to Niu Dawa, he suddenly felt much more relaxed.
"Go back to bed quickly."
"Um"
Get up the next day.
The little monk didn't eat breakfast, so he took Tang Wan to go shopping. He had a thick dozen of banknotes in his arms. He had never been so confident.
Seeing him jumping up and down, looking happy without any sadness at all, Niu Dawa almost wondered if what happened last night was a dream.
The four of them were sitting in the yard having breakfast when the door of the main hall suddenly opened, and Butcher Zhang and Hei Yuan came out of the house one after another.
Both of them had smiles on their faces, and it was obvious that they had gained a lot from this closed-door discussion.
After adding bowls and chopsticks, everyone sat down at the table.
"Old man, Your Majesty has given me the opportunity to get married to the Du family. How should I choose?" After chatting for a while, Zhou Jianlai asked the worried question in his heart.
Although he had accepted the order, he did not want to sit still and wait for death. In fact, he had already made plans to run away.
Zhang Tufu did not answer immediately, but glanced at the four people and asked: "I want to ask you a question, do you have a belief and mission that you can live for and die for? Even if you give up your loved ones, you will not hesitate.
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The four of them fell into deep thought after hearing this.
The first thing they thought of was family and friendship, but Zhang Tufu said that even if they had to abandon their loved ones, they obviously ruled out this option.
In the end, all four of them shook their heads.
There is nothing that makes them willing to abandon their loved ones. They feel that they do not have such a lofty belief and mission.
"I know someone who has it," said Butcher Zhang.
"Who?" the four asked curiously.
"Su Hanlin." Butcher Zhang replied.
"What are his beliefs and mission?" Black Ape asked. He had also thought about it just now and realized that there could be nothing more important than his life in the world.
"That's what he said when he started the uprising: let the people change their way of life and live a truly good life.
He has been working hard and fighting for this sentence, never stopped, and never regretted it." Zhang Tufu said.
(End of chapter)
Please remember the first domain name of this book: ._
