Chapter 83:

Chapter 77:
The ruined temple is located in a very remote place, and the location is also very tricky. After the three of us settled in the ruined temple, Yan Li would go out every day to find out the news, and at the same time, he tried to pass our news to Tao Qing and the others. This time, it often took half a day. Naturally, he will not come back empty-handed when he goes out. Besides bringing some news back, he will often catch two fish by the way and eat some game and add vegetables at night. Tang Si was responsible for staying behind in the ruined temple, in case that the bald monk is not good to me. Actually, it is totally unnecessary. As a target of being hijacked and robbed, the bald monk showed a high degree of consciousness and active cooperation, but it took only a day or two. And I developed a revolutionary friendship beyond age.
While Tang Si was going to chop wood and collect water, the Bubal Monk and I secretly roasted pheasants.
"Amitabha Buddha, good and good." I put my left hand on my chest, chanting the Buddha's name, and held the barbecue fork tightly with my right hand. "Monk, don't you think it's too much for you to grab a chicken with my little girl when you are a lot of age?"
"Amitabha Buddha, good and good." Not to be outdone, the bald monk grabbed the other side of the barbecue fork and pulled. "First, don’t you feel shameless when you are a female donor and you are pregnant with a child and claiming to be a little girl? Second, the poor monk is compassionate and can’t bear to see you eat this kind of greasy, easy to get angry and dirty while pregnant. Barbecue, third, the poor monk is ordered to supervise you not to eat it. If you let the two male donors know that you eat it behind their backs, I'm afraid that neither of us will have a hard time.

I laughed. "Who knows if you don't say I don't say, wipe your mouth clean? You, a monk, robbed me of a pregnant woman to eat meat. It's too shameless. The Buddha knew he would cry too!"
"Amitabha, you have the strength to save all beings when you are full. The wine and meat will pass through the intestines, and the Buddha will keep it in the heart. Female donor, you have to drink fish soup and eat stewed chicken at night. Let me give the roast chicken to the monk!"
"Monk, you eat meat and blaspheme the Buddha, I want to destroy you on behalf of the Buddha!" ​​I yelled, and I pulled back hard, only to hear the monk yell, my strength was not better than me, the barbecue branch took off, I have not had time Proudly, the little oil chicken flew backwards because of too much force. I screamed, and when I looked back, I suddenly felt like a wood chicken—the little oil chicken fell into Tang Si's arms impartially. Tang Si's eyebrows jumped twice, and slowly raised his head to look at me. I looked at the barbecue fork in my hand, and then looked back at the monk without baldness.
"Amitabha Buddha, the female donor, the poor monk has already advised you to pay attention to your diet, why don't you listen to the poor monk's advice..." The bald monk has wiped his mouth clean for some time, with a detached appearance, his eyebrows lowered. "My Buddha is merciful"...
Tang Si took a deep breath, pressed the sudden blue veins on his temples, "faintly" said: "You two, go to the Buddha and think about it!" Then he turned and moved Chai to the kitchen.
The bald monk sighed. "Female donor, the poor monk is dragged down by you again."
I said nonchalantly: "Monk, I'll send you a word--to be old and not dead, you must be toothless."
The bald monk smiled slightly and said: "The female donor is not in a hurry, you will be like the poor monk in the future."
I sat down and thought about the Buddha statue with the broken arm in the lobby. The monk sat on the other side and muttered something, probably a Buddhist scripture. I moved in my heart and asked him: "Monk, you are talking about Minyue words?"
The bald monk stopped and said back to me: "No."
"Is that Sanskrit?"
"Nor."
"What the is that?"
The bald monk thought carefully, and replied: "I don't know, but I just said it casually..."
The corners of my mouth twitched twice. "Aren't you reciting Buddhist scriptures?"
"Probably so... The poor monk has almost forgotten the Buddhist scriptures, but chanting, meditation, and shaving are all formalism. As long as there is a Buddha in his heart, everything is sutra."
I sighed. "Monk, you have reached a certain level of shame, and I can fully understand why you were expelled from Tantric Buddhism."
"Amitabha Buddha." The not-bald monk said in a daze, "The world is contrary to me, so I will ask again? The Buddha keeps the eight precepts, destroys human nature to become Buddha, can humanity not exist, and the Buddha nature is attached? After a hundred years, there is no Nirvana; sitting and passing away, there is no relic." The bald monk lowered his head and sighed softly, "Even if the wooden fish is broken, how can I survive the rest of my life..."
I was stunned for a while, not knowing how to get back to him. I can't think of a monk who can't abide by the rules and precepts. How can I know there are so many excuses?
I laughed, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted me: "Monk, you think too much. You must be happy in life. Don't make a beautiful woman go to bed. Color is nothing but color, you come to my color... ahem, I I mean... Forget it, I won't explain, you know." I raised my eyebrows and smiled narrowly.
He glanced back at me and said with a haha ​​smile: "It's really a man of temperament." Then he lowered his voice and said, "Unexpectedly, you are not too young to play a rogue and even the poor monks can't catch up."
I gave him a mysterious smile. "Don't ask the origin of the hero, the gangster doesn't look at the age. If it weren't for the gangster hero like me, how could we shed countless grass."
"Countless?" The monk who was not bald was taken aback, "Aren't it just those two male donors?"
"Naturally not only." I smiled in a low-key and subtle way, and said, "There are still three young men in the family, all of them are stunning, gentle and considerate, both civil and military. Old man, gentle and elegant, I just let him lie down. Don’t dare to sit, it’s gentle like water, so you feel like a spring breeze. Second son, although he is in charge of buying vegetables at home, he is obedient to me. When I say buying small oil chicken, I buy small oil chicken. Just buy two. The third son you have seen is the one outside with a sullen face. Although his temper is a little bad, I am also single-minded to the master. He doesn't look at the other women. He cried and begged me. After accepting him, I nodded soft-heartedly. The fourth son is an honest person, has a good temper, and is efficient in doing things. No one else except me, and the second son! The fifth son is Yan Xiaowu, housework Catch, take care of the person in every possible way. If you can’t fight back or scold you, you just have a heavier taste and like me to abuse him... Well, there’s no way, although I’m tired, as the head of the family, I still want to satisfy him. ?"
The bald monk held the Buddha beads and smiled and said, "As far as the poor monk has seen and heard, my kid, your cowhide is really fresh and refined."
"Cut, don't believe me, pull it down!" I folded my hands and looked at the Buddha statue above, "Buddha is on the top. If the believer's words are true, I won't be able to eat little chicken for the rest of my life!"
The bald monk said leisurely: "Don't think that you speak fast and I didn't recognize that you missed the word ‘no’..."
Damn, this monk is really hard to fool.
"If you turn to listen to what you said." The Bubald monk sighed, "Then your life is quite sad."
Ugh...hit and be happy.
When it was almost dinner time, Yanli came back. If he didn't come back, the three of us would be hungry.
I lived here for half a month, and news from the front came one after another. According to Yan Li, he had already contacted Lian'er. Before his identity was exposed, the Bai clan was thoroughly investigated. Lian'er, who was also lurking in the Bai clan, had to hide. The reason why the two reconnected is because our Lian'er has a special skill-she Understand the language of birds and have the skill of controlling birds. Among the three secret arts Yanli knows, there is also a secret technique that can control animal behavior. The two communicate information through birds and beasts. This is also the way they and Tao Qing passed the information before. Methods.
After sitting down, Yan Li's face was solemn, we waited for a while, and he finally spoke. "Liang Country has sent troops."
"What!" I sat up in shock.
"In the latest news, Liang State sent a small force to attack the side. It seems that he has decided to take advantage of Chen Guo's vacancy to enter."
The latest news from Yan Li's mouth, strictly speaking, should have been three or five days ago. Soon after the three of us fell in the territory of Fujian and Vietnam, the news of Liu Che’s death also spread here. Now the supreme ruler of the Chen Kingdom is "Li Yingyu". It is me in name, but in fact, I am in the army camp. It's just a puppet. At this time, I can’t have a group of dragons without a leader. I’m pregnant because the military lieutenant and generals have known it for a long time. I used this as an excuse to keep away from the guests. It is only natural that the power of generals should be granted to Tao Qingbai and Fan. Military spirit.
Military spirit, morale, strength, marching and fighting, these three are indispensable. I still haven't got the casualties of both sides in the First Battle of Baiyang Valley, but judging from Liang's actions, it seems that Chen's situation is far worse than I thought.
"The news from Chen Guo is for the three of us to stay here, don't risk breaking through the beacon line and go back. The most dangerous place is the safest." Yan Li said.
I frowned and thought for a long time, then turned my head and asked Tang Si: "What do you think?"
"Yan Li makes sense." Tang Si echoed, "The goals of the three of us are too big, and your physical condition is not stable. You can't take risks at this time. Chen Guo has Dongli and the second brother, and there are fakes. 'Li Yingyu', there shouldn't be any trouble. It is safer for you to stay here."
That’s right, but without them around, I always feel like I’m missing something, but it’s really more risky to go back. And this ruined temple, to be honest, I like the quiet life here, sometimes listening to the monk When chanting the scriptures, you will forget the disturbances outside and gain a moment of peace.
"In that case, I listen to you and stay."