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Chapter 9 Slippery and tender, I want to touch again

"Master received news from the mountain that you and your eldest brother were framed by traitors and were escorted to Beijing for trial. So I came down the mountain and drove all the way. Finally I arrived." Gu Siying said.

"only you?"

"No, Master is worried. There is another senior brother who will accompany me down the mountain. He is nearby to prevent anyone from escaping and leaking the news." Gu Siying said.

Not long after I finished speaking, I saw a man walking into the courtyard holding an umbrella.

He is twenty-three or four years old. He is dressed in a green shirt and has a long sword hanging from his waist. He has a handsome face and is free and easy.

"Father, brother, this is Senior Brother Ye Feng who accompanied me down the mountain."

"Uncle, Brother Gu, you have suffered a lot." Ye Feng said.

"That pretty boy is quite handsome!" Wu Sheng said, leaning on the crack of the door and looking outside.

"He is handsome and ugly, but he is just a foreign minister. He is just a skin."

"I'd rather have a good skin."

"The clothes are almost dry. Go to sleep. There are still things to do tomorrow."

"Um."

Lying on the ground, after a while, Kong Kong began to snore, but it was silent but he couldn't fall asleep no matter what. He closed his eyes, and in his mind, the swordsmanship and the elegant and refined beauty appeared in his mind.

It's still raining outside,

"Two masters?" A woman's voice sounded as pleasant as the spring water in a mountain stream.

"Well, what's the matter?" After hearing this voice, Wu Sheng immediately got up from the ground and came to the door.

After opening two broken doors, the beauty is right in front of her, her features are like a painting, and the more she looks at her, the more beautiful she becomes.

"Master, we are leaving. Thank you two masters." Gu Siying said.

"Let's go now, it's still raining." Wu Sheng said.

"The rain won't bother me. These are the monk's robes from the two masters. They have been dried." Gu Siying held the monk's robe in both hands and handed it over, without any effect, touching the back of her hand.

Warm and smooth, it makes your heart flutter when you touch it.

"Ah, I'm sorry." Wu Sheng said hurriedly.

Gu Siying smiled and said nothing. After a while, her family members also came over. They all put on clean clothes and looked a little pale, and came to say goodbye.

Wu Sheng called Monk Kong Kong up.

After saying goodbye to the two monks, the family took advantage of the rainy night to leave the courtyard, holding umbrellas and riding horses, and soon disappeared into the rain.

"Hey, what a pity!" Wu Sheng sighed.

"If we are destined, we will meet again eventually. Let's go back to sleep." Kong Kong said.

"The beauty is gone. There's nothing we can do about it. We can't keep it by force. But why don't you take the money they gave you? Don't you know what day it is in the mountains?" Wu Wu asked angrily.

When they were leaving just now, Gu Siying gave them a small bag. It was quite heavy. When he opened it, he saw that it was full of silver. Wu Sheng was stunned at that time. This was the first time he saw so much silver.

While he was still in a daze, Kong Kong snatched the bag and gave it back to Gu Siying. No matter what the other party said, he refused to accept it.

"What do you think you are? You are a noble person, you help others without asking for anything in return. Have you asked me? I don't want it if you don't want it. I was soaked in the rain and frightened just now. I need compensation." Wu Sheng said.

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"We help people without asking for anything in return. We feel guilty after receiving money." Kong Kong said.

"That's you, not me. I don't feel guilty. I want money and I want to repay you." Wu Sheng said.

"Then go and get it." Kong Kong pointed to the outside of the yard and said.

"I……"

"Go inside and sleep a little longer!" Kong Kong said.

Kong Kong turned around and entered the broken house, while Wu Sheng stood outside.

The cold wind and rain were still there, the sky was still dark, and Gu Nanpo's family had already gone far away.

"The beauty is gone, the money is gone, and both hands are empty."

"You're not touching other people's hands." A hollow voice came from behind.

"How did you see it?" Wu Sheng turned around and found that the fat monk was already lying on the ground.

"how do you feel?"

"It's very smooth and tender. Practitioners take good care of their skin." Wu Sheng said.

"When you are satisfied, go to sleep."

Wu Sheng didn't know when he fell asleep. When he woke up, it was already bright outside. Looking around, he saw no empty figure among the dilapidated houses.

"Monk Kong, Master." He shouted twice.

"I'm outside. I'll come out to help when I wake up." Monk Kong's voice came from outside the house.

When Wu Sheng got up, it was still drizzling outside the house. When he walked out of the yard, he found that Monk Kong was dealing with the soldiers who were killed last night.

"Master, what are you doing?"

"Be prepared to bury them." Kong Kong said.

"No, they wanted to put us in jail yesterday!"

"That happened yesterday. Besides, they are already dead. They can't leave their bodies in the wild like this. They should have a destination, ashes return to ashes, and earth return to earth." Monk Kong said.

As he spoke, he adjusted the makeup of a soldier, wiped off the blood on his face, and reached out to touch his waist. He took out a few pieces of silver and copper coins from his pocket, and put them in naturally.

within his own cuffs.

"Master, you touch the corpse. You want the dead man's money. Why don't you accept the small amount of money that someone gave you last night?"

"That's different."

"What's the difference? They're all silver?" Wu Sheng said.

"One is the living person's money, they can keep it for use, and the other is the dead person's money, they have no use keeping it, and they can't take it there." Kong Kong said.

"You are right no matter what." Wu Sheng said.

He also squatted down and touched the corpse, and went directly to the leader's corpse. Soon he found a small cloth bag, opened it, and found some broken silver and copper coins inside.

"Not bad, not bad, thank you."

When he turned around to look, his whole body trembled.

It was windy and rainy last night and the sky was dark. I could only see some of the situation at that time through the light of thunder and lightning. When I looked at the dead man today, there was a blood mark on his neck, his body was covered in blood, and his eyes were wide open. This is a typical example of someone who refuses to live in peace and has no hope of living.

He felt that this man's eyes were looking at him, and he was inexplicably panicked. His body trembled slightly, and then he subconsciously looked at the other dead people, who were almost in the same death state.

His head was buzzing, his face turned pale, he hurriedly swayed, and retreated tremblingly to the side of a tree, breathing heavily.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

"What's wrong with you, Wu Sheng?" Seeing his abnormal reaction, Kong Kong hurriedly came forward and asked with concern.

At this time, Wu Sheng's face was pale and his body was trembling. He looked at the empty space and then looked at the dead people on the ground, and he understood the reason.

"You go in first and have a rest, and leave the outside matters to my master," Monk Kong said.

"good."

Wu Sheng came to the yard and found a clean place to sit down under the eaves. The dead man's eyes kept popping up in his mind.

Sure enough, the stories in the novel are all lies. It takes a lot of courage to cut from Nantianmen to Penglai East Road without blinking. To really dare to look directly into the eyes of a dead person.

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time, saw that the five aggregates are all empty, and survived all the hardships.

Relics, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true for feelings, thoughts, and consciousness.

Relics, all dharmas are empty, neither born nor destroyed, not stained or pure, neither increasing nor decreasing. Therefore, there is no color in the air, no thoughts, thoughts or consciousness, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, no color, sound, fragrance, touch or anything.
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