Chapter 213 Sao Nian, You Don't Need to Work Hard in Your Life!
Chapter 213 Sao Nian, you don’t have to work hard in this life!
Author: Fobudu
Chapter 213 Sao Nian, you don’t have to work hard in this life!
Wei An sat down calmly and asked the waiter casually: "What delicious food do you have here?"
The waiter said: "There are white-cut mutton, beef, large bone meat, original flavor, and sorghum wine."
Wei An paused for a moment and said, "A plate of beef and a pot of sorghum wine."
"Okay, sir, please wait a moment."
The waiter shouted cheerfully, his loud voice resounding throughout the restaurant.
A diner in the corner raised his head when he heard the sound and glanced at Wei An. A strange look flashed in his eyes, but he quickly returned to normal. He didn't look at him again and continued to drink and eat meat.
"You guys, please keep a low profile lately and don't cause trouble, you know?"
There was an old man with a white beard at the next table, holding a dry pipe in his hand, and he said to the young people at the same table with a serious face.
"Master, don't worry, this is not the first time we have been to Mogao Ancient City and we know the rules." A round-faced young man replied with a smile.
"You know shit."
The old man with the white beard did not look down upon the round-faced young man, "Forget all the rules in the past. From now on, there is only one rule, endure it! If you are scolded, you must endure it; if you are beaten, you must endure it. In short, no matter what happens, you must endure it."
You have to hold back and don’t fight back when hit or scolded, remember?”
Several young people heard this and said in astonishment: "Master, wouldn't it be possible for others to bully us at will?"
The old man with a white beard sighed: "It's better to be bullied than to lose your life."
Everyone looked at each other, and the round-faced young man couldn't help but ask: "Master, what's going on?"
The old man with a white beard looked around and lowered his voice: "There are people coming from the Western Regions!"
The round-faced young man was a little confused and asked: "Who is coming?"
"Who else could there be? A fair-weather monk, a descendant of the Demonic Buddha, a demon-conquering monk, a lawless evil monk, etc. In short, they are all ruthless people that we cannot afford to offend." A look of fear that could not be concealed appeared on the face of the white-bearded old man.
Several young people suddenly realized it, lowered their heads one by one, and no longer dared to say anything.
They travel back and forth between the Central Plains and the Western Regions all year round, and know a lot about the monks in the Western Regions. They have even seen with their own eyes what some of the monks did, leaving a nightmare-like psychological shadow.
Wei An listened intently, thoughtfully.
However, he did not rashly ask the group for more information, and left the wine shop after eating and drinking.
"Hey, someone is following me..."
As soon as Wei An walked out of the wine shop, someone looked at him from behind and followed him.
No matter which direction he goes, the other person keeps following him.
"It's interesting." Wei An remained calm, found a deep alley and turned in.
Sure enough, the stalker immediately quickened his pace.
"Brother, wait a minute."
The next moment, the other party actually took the initiative to speak and chased after him swaggeringly.
Wei An stopped and turned around.
Immediately, he saw a thin and handsome man with a sheep's beard and a colorful cloth belt wrapped around his head, looking very funny.
"Who are you and what advice do you have?" Wei An asked calmly.
"I'm Zhu Faquan, I have only one tooth."
The sheep's beard stopped not far away, with a smile on his face.
The so-called Yazi is also called Yaren or Yalang, which is equivalent to an intermediary or a middleman.
"Brother, are you from out of town?"
Zhu Faquan licked his face and smiled, "Zhu has been living in the ancient city of Mogao for many years. He is familiar with everything here and can help you find the best inn or the cheapest place to stay. If you want to have fun, which brothel?
The girls are the smartest, and Zhu knows all the gambling houses in the world that can make people prosperous."
Wei An understood, shook his head and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I don't need it."
After that, he turned around and continued walking forward.
Seeing this, Zhu Faquan squinted his eyes and looked at Wei An's back, a sharp look flashed between his brows.
After hesitating again and again, he slowly loosened his clenched fists and spat a mouthful of thick phlegm onto the ground before turning around and leaving, his thin figure quickly disappearing into the wind and sand.
“It is indeed a thousand-year-old city with simple folk customs!”
Wei An sighed softly, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and walked forward leisurely.
Soon, Zhu Faquan returned.
At this time, he was no longer alone, and was followed by four big men wearing animal skins and hats.
They walked forward quickly, rushed into the alley, and headed straight for Wei An.
"Brother, please stay." Zhu Faquan shouted at the top of his voice, with a harmless smile on his face.
Wei An stopped again and turned around.
The next moment, four big men in animal skins rushed over and surrounded Wei An like making dumplings.
"Brother, could you please come with me and I'll make sure you get rich."
Zhu Faquan had a sinister smile on his face at this time, rolled up his sleeves, and grinned, revealing a row of yellowed teeth.
Wei An said calmly: "How to get rich?"
Zhu Faquan chuckled and said: "There is a Bodhisattva of Joy from the Western Regions. He likes a strong young man with tender skin and tender flesh like you. As long as you stay with her for a few nights, you will not want to work hard in this life."
Wei An understood and said speechlessly: "After a long time of trouble, it turns out you are a human trafficker."
Zhu Faquan was stunned, and a strong uneasiness suddenly appeared in his heart.
Then his eyes flashed, and the four big men in animal skins froze in place uniformly, and four heads flew high into the air.
Blood splattered all over.
The blood was hot, but Zhu Faquan was in an ice cellar, and his whole body was cold. His whole body was also frozen in place, and his legs were so weak that they could no longer obey his control.
Wei An didn't even look at Zhu Faquan, but asked: "Where is the Happy Bodhisattva you mentioned?"
Zhu Faquan didn't think anything, and subconsciously blurted out the answer: "She lives in Fahua Temple!"
Wei Anxin said that it was true.
When Buddhism was introduced to the ancient city of Mogao from the Western Regions, dozens of eminent monks gathered here to translate scriptures.
The first Buddhist scripture to be translated was the Lotus Sutra.
Later, in order to commemorate this event, believers raised funds to build a huge temple and named it Fahua Temple.
From then on, whenever monks from the Western Regions entered the ancient city of Mogao, they would definitely stay at Fahua Temple.
In fact, the target of Pantian Sect's attack was precisely Fahua Temple.
Wei An pondered for a moment, took out a medicine bottle, poured out a pill, and flicked it with his finger.
Whoosh!
The elixir flew into Zhu Faquan's mouth accurately.
Gulu!
His body naturally reacted to stress, but he swallowed the pill directly.
"You, what did you feed me?" Zhu Faquan broke into a cold sweat and asked in horror.
Wei An said calmly: "Poison."
"..."
Zhu Faquan's hair stood on end, and he knelt down on the ground, shouting in a tearful tone: "Hero, this villain has no eyesight, you will think that I am a fart, just let me go."
Wei An's expression did not change, he put his hands behind his back and said, "Do one thing for me, and if you do it, I will spare your life."
"...please give me your instructions, sir."
Zhu Faquan kowtowed repeatedly. He did not want to die and would do anything to survive.
Wei An said calmly: "Don't be nervous. What I want you to do is not difficult for you. Aren't you a know-it-all? Then help me find out which Western Regions live in Fahua Temple.
Eminent monk."
Zhu Faquan thought about it and felt that it was not difficult. He happened to know a few monks from Fahua Temple and said: "The villain will definitely complete the task."
Wei An nodded and said, "We will meet at the wine shop at noon in five days. I hope you won't disappoint me."
"Yes, yes!"
Zhu Faquan was so full that he didn't dare to breathe.
The world suddenly became quiet. Zhu Faquan slowly raised his head and looked forward. There was no one in front of him.
…
…
In the evening.
After Wei An took a walk around the ancient city of Mogao, he stayed at a "Ping'an Inn".
In the next few days, he kept a very low profile, never leaving home, and ate and drank all at the Ping'an Inn.
It’s the fifth day in a blink of an eye!
Wei An asked the waiter at the shop to get him an ordinary animal skin coat and hat to wear. His whole style immediately changed. When he went out, he blended in with the crowd and was no longer so eye-catching.
He came to the wine shop.
Zhu Faquan had been waiting for a long time, but after Wei An changed his appearance, he didn't recognize him for a while.
Until Wei An sat across from him.
"Hero!"
Zhu Faquan's voice trembled, and he almost knelt on the ground with excitement.
"Be natural."
Wei An smiled softly, "Did you hear anything?"
"Hi, I asked about it!"
Zhu Faquan quickly sat down and preached carefully: "I have a fair-weather friend at Fahua Temple. He told me that the Land and Water Conference, which is held once every ten years, is about to be held in the Royal City, and a large number of monks from the Western Regions have come to the ancient city of Mogao.
The monks with lower status live scattered throughout the city, while the monks with higher status mostly stay in Fahua Temple."
As he spoke, he took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket, licked his face and said with a smile, "This is the list of monks from the Western Regions who have stayed at Fahua Temple. There are more than a hundred people in total."
Wei An took the piece of paper, glanced at it roughly, and couldn't help but feel happy.
Although Zhu Faquan was a human trafficker, he was still very reliable in his work. Not only did he get the list of monks from the Western Regions, he also found out which rooms they lived in.
On the back of the paper, there is also a map of Fahua Temple.
Wei An's eyes lit up, he immediately put it away, got up and left.
"Hero, where's the antidote?"
Zhu Faquan was worried, fearing that Wei An would not keep his word.
Wei An said calmly: "Your poison will take effect in a month. After I verify the list you gave me, if it is correct, the antidote will be given to you."
"..."
Zhu Faquan was speechless for a moment.
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Night falls.
Wei An quietly left the ancient city of Mogao and headed south. After traveling for about thirty or forty miles, a valley filled with white mist appeared in front of him, and the internal situation could not be clearly seen.
Wei An walked into the mysterious valley and soon found a bamboo forest.
"Elder Zhang, you are finally here." Suddenly, a familiar voice came over.
As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Shouyi and Ji Dongming appeared.
Wei An cupped his hands and said, "You two, am I not late?"
Xia Shouyi laughed and said: "The assassination operation will be tomorrow night. You are not too late, but you are indeed the last one to arrive."
Wei An replied: "Actually, I've been here a long time ago and have been staying in Mogao Ancient City to inquire about news."
"Oh, what did you find out?"
Suddenly, Luo Gongchui came over, with his hands behind his back, and asked with interest.
Almost at the same time, figures in the bamboo forest swayed and gathered together.
All fifty disciples of the Pantian Sect who participated in the assassination are here!