Rebirth of Tang Dynasty as a dad

The head of the three sighed: "Hey, the abbot said, this time it was the disaster victims who robbed food and destroyed Shaolin, but why did the victims have all the strong men with weapons? It is obvious that these people are not disaster victims.

It seems that Shaolin was plotted by someone this time, and they came here for our Shaolin inheritance.

Forget it, but ask Buddha to bless you!

Wukong, you escape to the mountains alone, the three of us will hold the enemy for you, I hope you will be lucky and keep a trace of incense for Buddhism, as for the truth this time

Forget it, don't mention it again in the future, just keep a precaution in mind.go! "

At this time, Di Renjie can be said to have mixed feelings, Shaolin Temple can be said to be meticulous to him, and even sent the last three people to protect him desperately, but he couldn't tell them the truth.

People's hearts are fleshy, Di Renjie looked at the three old monks who looked at death like home, and wanted to save their lives.

"Three masters and uncles, leave me alone, I will go with them, can you survive?" Di Renjie begged.

"What nonsense are you talking about?

The three of us are already at the end of our lives, and we will have a good life in a few days. You are still young, how can you give up lightly?Hurry up, don't make our sacrifices in vain! "

After an old monk reprimanded him a few times, he pushed Di Renjie without further delay, and rushed towards the visitor by himself.

The leader was not Zhang Liang, but Xue Rengui, who was born with supernatural power. At this time, he was dressed in plain clothes, worried about Di Renjie's safety, and exerted all his strength to punch the old monk at the front.

Seeing that the old monk came and went quickly, Xue Rengui directly sent him flying back, a mouthful of old blood sprayed out in mid-air, instantly stunned everyone on both sides.

Seeing this situation, Di Renjie shouted: "No!"

It's a pity that it was too late, the old monk was already dying after landing, pointing to Xue Rengui weakly and said: "You, you are, are you born with supernatural power?"

After finishing speaking, he crooked his neck and died directly.

Zhang Liang and a group of guards were directly suppressed, this is too strong, this kid looks so young, so vigorous?Beat an old monk to death with one punch?Is the old monk old and weak, or is this kid too strong?

Obviously it is the latter, no one would foolishly think that the three old monks of Shaolin Temple are incapable, all of them are martial arts practitioners, just by looking at the posture and pace of their shots, they know that they are highly skilled in martial arts, but this is not enough Xue Rengui's enemy.

It was at this time that Zhang Liang really knew how powerful Xue Rengui was, and he was shocked when he saw it with his own eyes. It was even more impactful than when he heard that he defeated Cheng Yaojin.

"The idea is tricky, don't fight recklessly, Wukong, you go, time is running out!" The old monk in charge had no time to mourn his companions, pushed Xue Rengui far away again, and rushed up with his junior brother.

Xue Rengui still remembered Di Renjie yelling no, so he hesitated for a while, but Zhang Liang didn't pay attention.

He yelled and led others to go up to him, and cursed: "Well done, you wait for the bald donkey to frame Lao Tzu and kill nearly [-] innocent people in Luoyang City. I will ask you to settle the matter today and take your life!"

Di Renjie shouted again from a distance: "No, stop quickly, don't kill them!"

Zhang Liang heard it this time, but kept his hands on his hands, and responded loudly: "Boy, this is my personal enmity with Shaolin Temple, you won't understand, everyone shoulder to shoulder, two dying old things are still enemies, There are no rules."

The result was no surprise, Zhang Liang brought half of his own bodyguards, half of Yuchigong's bodyguards, even Yuchigong's bodyguards carried even more hatred, after all, Yuchigong almost died in Luoyang .

In less than half a stick of incense, the three old monks died on the spot like this, and Di Renjie was paralyzed aside with tears in his eyes.

Everyone thought that the child was frightened and stupid, but who would have thought that Di Renjie was really extremely sad at this time.

Getting along in different places, who can be hard-hearted?

Xue Rengui could guess a little bit, and after a while, he wanted to persuade him, but Di Renjie turned pale and said, "Uncle Xue, General Zhang, can you please help me bury the three of them?

if if

Forget it, the rest of Shaolin Temple."

Xue Rengui interrupted: "Huaiying, don't worry, the court must deal with this matter. I will explain the situation to Prime Minister Wei and properly bury the Shaolin monk. After all, death is like a lamp going out, and all debts have been changed. gone."

Zhang Liang wanted to scold a few words, but Xue Rengui hurriedly explained: "Anyway, during the time Huaiying was in Shaolin Temple, he also received a lot of care from other people. In the next generation, Dr. Du and Huaiying will ask General Zhang for mercy. How about this?"

"Well, since it is for Di Renjie to repay his kindness, then I have no objection. No one will have nothing to do with a group of corpses. Let me bring these brothers and do it well. I will explain to Wei Xiang afterwards."

"Thank you, General Dayi!" Xue Rengui pulled Di Renjie to salute.

This is Zhang Liang's advantage in selling Di Renjie along the way, and it can be regarded as a favor before he changed.

Di Renjie said again: "If it is possible, please help the general to send someone to protect the Sutra Pavilion in Shaolin Temple. People in the Buddhist sect do evil because of lack of people's hearts, but the scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion are the preservation of the wisdom of the predecessors. What a pity!"

"Oh, it's all trivial. I can see that you are a studious person. I will be the master. All the books in Shaolin Temple will be given to you." Zhang Liang said loudly. The one who will die is left with a small bald head in front of him.

It doesn't matter whether this kid is a real monk or a fake monk, he will be the only descendant of Shaolin Temple. Now it seems that the three old monks before him also want to use him as the fire seed of Shaolin, so they should inherit everything in Shaolin Temple. Yes, follow the flow of favors!A bunch of useless Buddhist scriptures, nothing rare.

The reason why he didn’t even give away the property of the house was because Zhang Liang knew that the imperial court would accept all of these things and they would all be confiscated. His power was limited, and he could turn a blind eye to sending books.

Fortunately, the victims destroyed the Shaolin Temple only to grab food and property. No one cares about the books in the Sutra Pavilion, so when Di Renjie and others arrived, they were considered intact.

It’s just that more than 1000 monks in the temple, tsk tsk, more than half of them died in battle, and the rest of the monks, willing to live and die with the temple, died in the Daxiong Hall with the old abbot.

It can be said that after the Shaolin Temple was destroyed this time, Di Renjie was really the only survivor left.

The news spread to Luoyang City. Although Wei Zheng and others were expecting it, after it happened, they couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional.

"No wonder His Majesty said back then: Water can carry a boat or capsize it!

It is only known today that this statement is more vigilant than the sages who value the people and the country and the country. "

Hou Junji nodded and replied, "Yes, we usually think that one hundred thousand people can't stand up to thirty thousand troops, but in this famine year, when people cannibalize people, one hundred thousand people can be like 20 tigers!

It's still Wei Xiang who is smart enough to prevent us from killing and suppressing the disaster victims, otherwise a catastrophe will be caused. "

Yu Chigong, who was recuperating at the side, said: "That's right, a certain family knew from the moment they lay down that they were not wronged this time."

Several people chatted for a while, and Wei Zheng said loudly: "Okay, now that Shaolin Temple has been removed, the crisis of the mastermind behind the scenes is temporarily resolved, and the first priority is to rescue the disaster and support the people.

If it really makes the people unable to survive, they dare to attack the major cities like the Shaolin Temple.

If we persist for another month at most, it is estimated that the first batch of food in the south will be in place soon. "

Two days later, Zhang Liang led the team back, but there were no Xue Rengui and Di Renjie in the team. Wei Zheng was puzzled and asked, because his new disciple Wang Xuance came to ask about the whereabouts of his friend Di Huaiying every day.

Zhang Liang explained, Wei Zheng nodded and said: "This child is only ten years old, and he has to bear such complicated pressure. It's rare, but what's even more rare is that he has a clear distinction between grievances and grievances. He has received favors from others and paid back one or two for others. ,Very good!

Regardless, as long as it is safe, let Chang'an's Concubine Du worry about it. "

Di Renjie personally buried his abbot master, Uncle Lingguang who was the one-day teacher, monk Tanzong who taught the art, and the three old monks who protect the law, and sincerely guarded their spirits for seven days.

In front of the old abbot's grave, Di Renjie kowtowed three times respectfully: "Master, the apprentice is leaving. Although the matter of Shaolin Temple was caused by himself, it was ultimately caused by the disciple. No matter how much Shaolin Temple owes the world, it has never owed the disciples." Half a point, so the disciple owes you once.

You and I have been mentoring for less than a month, so there is no such thing as a master-student relationship, and you have not taught me anything. Maybe your life is like your own Dharma name, Monk Lingyun, who is determined to go straight to the sky, but went astray, and finally regretted it suicide.

The disciple owes Shaolin, and I dare not say that I promise you to rebuild Shaolin, but I can promise that Shaolin Buddhism and martial arts will continue to be passed on.

Master, teachers, disciples, farewell! "