"Are you saying these people are stupid? They don't even know how to light a fire to keep warm in such a cold weather. They deserve to be refugees."
Amidst the sarcasm, Zhao Ya frowned slightly.
Sometimes you don't need to be more compassionate, but at least don't deliberately complain when others are hungry.
But now the behavior of these guards is even worse.
Just when Zhao Ya was filled with impatience, the sturdy and simple carriage in the middle of the motorcade suddenly stopped, and then a cold voice came from inside.
"Xiaoman, go and distribute all the prepared clothes and porridge!"
"Yes, miss!"
A little maid with a round head and a round face jumped out of the carriage, greeted the people behind and began to distribute clothes and food.
This move attracted many refugees.
At first, these people didn't believe it was true, but when they actually received the clothes and food, they were all stunned, and then they kowtowed crazily at the carriage.
This scene also made the guards who had made sarcastic comments speechless. They closed their mouths angrily and did not dare to talk nonsense anymore.
Zhao Ya couldn't help but admire him when he saw this scene.
No matter what, this is a great thing.
At the same time, Zhao Ya became quite curious about the eldest lady of the Song family who had never been masked before.
The motorcade continued to move forward, and after more than an hour, it finally arrived at the Great Buddhist Temple, thirty miles away from the city.
This large Buddhist temple is built on the mountain and is large in scale. There is a statue of Buddha more than ten meters high in the main hall, hence its name.
But after staying in Wuxiang City for more than two years, this is the first time Zhao Ya has entered this big Buddhist temple.
I heard that incense was very popular in the Great Buddha Temple, and even dignitaries from the county and city came to offer incense.
But now, with the chaos in the world and the interruption of official channels, the incense in the Great Buddha Temple has also become deserted.
This time the eldest lady of the Song family came to offer incense, so the Great Buddha Temple naturally had to sweep the steps to welcome her.
As soon as we arrived at the bottom of the mountain, we already knew that the guest monk was waiting here. The others all got off the bus, except for the carriage in the middle that slowly went up the mountain along the horse track.
When we arrived at the mountain gate halfway up the mountain, a group of monks, including the abbot of the Great Buddha Temple, were here to greet us.
After the carriage stopped, Zen Master Baojing, the abbot of the great Buddhist temple, took a few steps and clasped his palms together.
"Amitabha, Donor Song, thank you for your hard work!"
"Master, you're welcome!"
Following the words, the curtains of the carriage were raised, and then the eldest lady of the Song family stepped out of the carriage.
Zhao Ya was on guard in the distance at this time. Looking from a distance, he saw Song Peiwan, the eldest lady of the Song family, wearing a white veil and a graceful figure. Although her face could not be seen clearly, she must be very pretty.
But that's not what Zhao Ya was thinking about.
He looked at Song Peiwan who was surrounded by people and entered the mountain gate, and he only had one thought in his mind.
Aren't you cold if you wear such thin clothes?
Or is it that the eldest lady of the Song family, the biological sister of the current head of the family, also has profound martial arts training and is not afraid of cold or heat?
However, Zhao Ya soon put these thoughts behind him and followed the others to escort them all the way into the Great Buddha Temple.
Song Peiwan first came to the main hall to offer incense.
I saw her respectfully lighting three incense sticks, inserting them into the huge incense burner, then kneeling on the worship mat and praying silently.
For a moment, the hall was extremely quiet, with only the sound of Zen Master Baojing closing his eyes and chanting sutras.
After a long time, Song Peiwan kowtowed three times very solemnly, then stood up and said to Zen Master Baojing.
"Master, during the past three years, I chanted sutras and worshiped the Buddha every day. Now that the three years are over, can my mother be transcended?"
Zen Master Baojing clasped his hands and praised, "Donor Song's filial piety can move heaven and earth. With the power of this meritorious deeds, your family has been lifted from hell and ascended to heaven!"
Hearing these words, Song Peiwan shed tears, "If so, that would be great!"
The little maid with a round head and a round face came forward and handed a wad of silver notes to Zen Master Baojing.
"This is some incense money."
After receiving the thick stack of silver notes, Zen Master Baojing couldn't help but stand in awe and clapped his hands together again in praise.
"Amitabha, the poor monk thanks the donor of Song Dynasty on behalf of all the monks in the temple! Now I have people prepare the vegetarian meal, and I also ask the donor to move on."
Song Peiwan shook her head, "No need, my brother told me before I left that I must get back to the city before tonight, so I won't bother you!"
It was morning when they went out, they rushed all the way, and they were delayed again when they arrived at the Great Buddha Temple. It was already afternoon.
If we eat again, it will be dark by the time we get back to Dancing Elephant City.
So Song Peiwan decided not to eat and return directly.
Zen Master Baojing was unable to stop him, so he had no choice but to lead the monks in the temple to see him off.
But before they could leave the courtyard, a young novice monk ran in in a panic, shouting with a look of horror on his face.
"No...it's not good!"
Zen Master Baojing's face sank, "Why are you so scared?"
"Mountain... A group of strong men suddenly came down from the mountain. They kept saying they wanted to go up the mountain. I couldn't stop them at all. Several brothers were killed. I only ran back when I saw the opportunity!"
After hearing this, everyone's expressions suddenly changed.
Zen Master Baojing looked even more dejected, "How...how could it be like this? Where can a strong man dare to be so arrogant?"
Zhao Ya rushed out immediately. When he came to the temple gate, he took a look, and sure enough, there was a faint sound of killing from the mountain road in the distance.
Zhao Ya's heart sank.
You must know that they also posted guards at the foot of the mountain, but now none of these guards have come back to deliver the message, which shows that something unexpected has happened.
No need to ask, this group of strong men are all here for Song Peiwan.
Zhao Ya's mind was spinning, and he turned around and asked, "Is this the only way to this temple?"
Zen Master Baojing nodded quickly, "Yes, the Buddhist temple is built between two mountains. Behind it is a deep valley. There is no way to go. There is only one way into the mountain."
And just when Zhao Ya was asking questions, a group of strong men armed with swords and guns appeared on the mountain road and charged forward menacingly.
Even though they were far apart, Zhao Ya, with his keen eyesight, could still see the leader at a glance.
This man is holding a long spear, and he is Maling, the leader of the six villages under the jurisdiction of Qingzhuling.
As soon as he saw the people from Qingzhuling, Zhao Ya understood instantly.
This was obviously secretly instigated by the Hong family.
But the Hong family dares to touch even the eldest lady of the Song family, aren't they afraid of provoking a fight?
Or are they already prepared?
But no matter what, now that I have met the people from Qingzhuling, the so-called enemies are extremely jealous when they meet, especially now that Zhao Ya has also become a warrior in the third realm, so naturally they have to discuss the merits and demerits.
At this time, the people from Qingzhuling had rushed to the mountain gate not far away. Ma Ling saw Song Peiwan surrounded by the crowd at a glance and couldn't help but laugh ferociously.
"Young ones, today I will show you how to eat meat and taste what this lady like you is like!"
"good!"
His group of men promised in a loud voice, and then rushed over like wolves and tigers.
"All the guards are divided into three teams, supporting each other, relying on the mountain gate to defend against the enemy!" At this time, Song Peiwan suddenly spoke and ordered very calmly.