Chapter 95 Someone wants to become a disciple

There was a fire in front of everyone, so they naturally shone clearly. But suddenly someone broke into him and could not see who the visitor was. They could only see a hazy shadow quickly walking towards them. Fortunately, there was moonlight, otherwise they would not be able to see people at all.

This scene scared Li Yesi out of cold sweat. Since Qixia Ridge (also known as Xianxia Ridge), there has never been any situation again. Li Yesi and the Yulin soldiers have gradually relaxed, just like today, not even one of them is on guard. If the moon is dark and the wind is high, the person who comes is unkind and comes to the dark, he may be a big mess.

The soldiers were also sweating all over, feeling their backs were cold. They were all veterans who had experienced many battle formations selected by Li Yesi. They all understood that they had made big mistakes these days. If the person who came was not good and there was something wrong with the angel and Wang Erlang, they would not even think of protecting the big head on their necks.

"Who, stop." At that moment, he didn't care about grabbing food. The soldiers pulled out the horizontal swords hanging around their waists and protected the entire temporary camp. Fortunately, they were veterans and almost never left their swords and guns on weekdays.

"Oh, lighter, lighter. The bones are broken, broken." This side has just been surrounded, but there are figures on the other side swaying and wailing immediately.

Wang Kuang's heart moved and turned around and searched everywhere. It turned out that Huang Da, who was fighting for food with the soldiers, was gone: I searched for it without any effort. Sun Mingqian had been searching for martial arts teaching for several years but he couldn't find one by himself, but he found that there was one hidden by him, and he was still hidden deep enough. After the accident in Qixialing, Wang Kuang had some doubts. The thief leader was not the one you said he was beheaded. Moreover, under the eyes of Tang Xing, twenty or thirty Yulin soldiers, he touched his window. He had no time on his body? He believed it. But Huang Da was always loyal to him, just for the kindness of a meal. So Wang Kuang kept burying his questions in his heart. Now it seems that there are many stories about Huang Da, so he still needs to find an opportunity to ask clearly.

Soon, Huang Da brought him over and threw him on the ground, but turned to the stove to eat without saying a word. At this time, there was no one around the stove, and no one snatched him. The food was delicious.

Seeing that the person who was arrested was Wang Kuang's Sui and was not his sergeant, Li Yesi was a little embarrassed and was so angry that he gave the sergeant beside him a stern: "You are all eating a good meal? Isn't you still know that you have been bullied to the front?"

The soldier who was exposed for no reason was also furious and threw the fire on the man on the ground. He walked forward and kicked him a few times. You said you didn't come during the day, but you still wanted to come in the dark sky? When didn't come? We had to wait for us to come when we were having a good time? Although he had heard a few signs from the words of the people who called him, this person might know him, but who did he know? Li Ziwei? It's impossible. If he knew Li Ziwei, the lieutenant wouldn't have such a big fire, Wang Erlang? It's even more impossible, otherwise his followers wouldn't make him scream and hurt. Angel

?That's completely unpredictable. If you always stay in the palace, it would be reasonable to say that you want to know someone in Chang'an, but it's far away from Chang'an. The man probably was hurt by Huang Da for a while and was thrown on the ground by Huang Da's face. He couldn't tell who it was. Just look at his outfit, he could not be a person in the wealthy and noble valve, so he didn't keep his feet at all. He kicked the man in a thick and sensitive place and screamed again. He was rushing down his face, and his voice changed. No one could hear what he was calling.

The man struggled a few times, and the head on his head fell off, revealing his bald head. He looked at the ragged clothes that seemed familiar. Wang Kuang hurriedly called the sergeant who was still preparing to continue kicking.

After a long time, the man on the ground was humming and snarling, but his thigh was kicked a few times, but he couldn't stand up. He sat on the ground with a grimace. Seeing the outline of the face, Wang Kuang was even more certain: "I said, "Monster, why don't you be your traveler well, follow us?" Although Wang Kuang and his men's boats were big, the speed was not slow. They were full of sails. In addition, sailors were steering and swinging, ordinary ships could not catch up at all. Wang Kuang and his men had not stopped all the way since they met the monk in the morning. They had just rested for less than an hour. Monk Wuneng could catch up, and they didn't know what method he used.

At this time, everyone recognized this person as the monk who had been whining for a long time in the morning and was yelling at the dusty face and howling he had just been beaten, compared with his righteous appearance in the morning, they all covered their stomachs and laughed.

This dirty bald head was the one who was in the morning. After being blown away by Wang Kuang's words in the morning, he walked away for more than half an hour, muttering constantly, and finally realized it somehow, thinking that it would be better to follow Wang Kuang than to study Buddhist scriptures. In addition, Wang Kuang was simply an insight into the world. He said that he had never read the scriptures, but he hit the nail on the head. If he wanted to follow this person, his understanding of the Buddhist scriptures would probably be a thousand miles a day. However, he did not know that Wang Kuang was a real materialist. After making up his mind, he asked the fishermen that Wang Kuang and their boat were heading towards the Han River, and he used his three-inch skill to say that a pair of fishermen and father and son tried hard to catch up all day. Now the father and son were so tired that they lay on the boat and didn't want to move.

Hearing Wang Kuang's question, he wanted to stand up again, but after holding on for a few times, his legs still did not listen to his orders, so he simply sat on the ground and saluted Wang Kuang: "I have received a little brother's words today, and I have benefited a lot. What the little brother said is very much. In the vast world, every flower and tree are all living beings. I am fasting and chanting Buddha's name, but I am attached to appearances. If I have a Buddha in my heart, why should I stick to external things? Because I am grateful for the kindness that the little brother enlightened, I came to thank him. However, I didn't eat rice all day long, and I smelled the aroma of food from afar and couldn't bear it, so I made a sound."

Wang Kuang heard him whispering to see if the monk had really let go of his mind to hold fast. He pulled a soldier who was protecting him and whispered a few times. The soldier smiled and went up to take down the rice bowl wrapped around his waist, served him a full dinner, added some dishes on it, and specially picked a few slices of pork belly from the stew and put it on the top, and brought it to the monk. He also asked someone to send some food to the father and son on the light boat.

"Amitabha Buddha, big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimp, this is natural. If someone eats you today, it is natural. You have fulfilled someone today and filled your belly. The Buddha blessed you to be a human being in the future." The monk held the rice with one hand and put it together with the other hand, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and took out a pair of chopsticks from his body, and swallowed it voraciously.

Li Yesi was stunned and secretly pulled Wang Kuang's sleeve: "Erlang, your mouth is as good as this monk's hard work for many years, and he will waste all his previous efforts in just one sentence."

Wang Kuang didn't look back, and looked at the monk's ragged clothes and ate meat there with relish. Somehow he remembered Jigong: "Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha's heart sits." Could this Wuneng be the prototype of Ji Dian? It is impossible to think about it. If he hadn't met himself, Monk Wuneng would have never encountered any meat in his life.

"Okay, okay, the little man said this very well. The wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha sat in his heart." Monk Wuneng ate very quickly. After a while, he ate a bowl of full food. He was still a little unsatisfied. He talked to Wang Kuang, but his eyes glanced at the pot not far away. The soldiers watching were probably the first time they saw the monk eating meat. Seeing that he was so greedy, he signaled him to hand over the rice bowl and prepare to serve him some more. Wang Kuang reminded him: "Don't hold meat anymore. People who have never touched meat are too greasy to eat, and the belly cannot bear it." The monk was about to ask the soldier to hold more meat. When Wang Kuang said it, he swallowed it when he reached his mouth, but the Adam's apple continued to roll up and down, betrayed his thoughts.

After dinner, the soldiers were worried that Li Yesi would be punished, so they did not dare to play as they did before. They consciously assigned several people to explore the terrain and keep watch. After silently eating, they all hung their heads to pack up. When they passed by Wuneng, they secretly kicked his butt to relieve their hatred. They had no complaints about Huang Da. First of all, Huang Da was Wang Kuang's follower. He took action to protect his master. Of course, it was natural. Could it be that others would have to wait for others to protect? Secondly, these days, Huang Da and others have become one of them, calling them brothers. But they were stolen by Huang Da tonight.

No one of them saw clearly when Huang Da jumped out to capture people. The face was greatly reduced, so the resentment was all on Yu Wuneng. The monk might have realized that he had caused trouble, or maybe he thought it was a test for Wang Kuang, and he was kicked to grin and didn't say a word. Xu and Li saw that the monk was kicked, pretended not to see it, and deliberately blocked Wang Kuang's view and prevented him from seeing it. It was not until Wang Kuang saw Lin Quanmiao sitting on the side of him that he occasionally glanced at the direction where the monk was sitting and covered his mouth and smiled. He realized that the monk had been bullied with a bitter look. He called the monk over and then relieved his siege.

After packing up, Monk Wuneng said he would not leave, begging for nothing and wanted to be a master of Wang Kuang. The fisherman and his son were sent back by him. Seeing that it was getting late, there was no place for the village and the back. He was so entangled by the monk that he had no choice but to stay. However, he did not agree to be the master of the monk. He was so rude that Wang Kuang knew very well that he might be able to make a fuss, but if he really wanted to talk about the scriptures, he would be purely a blind man touching an elephant.
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