The villain does one good thing every day

Dun Shui added a second course of tea to Yu Yao, but they still didn't speak.

Dun Shui held the tea bowl and drank it meticulously, so Yu Yao had no choice but to pick up the tea bowl and glance at the monk standing beside him.This monk was dressed in a white cassock. Compared with Dushui, his face was much sharper. If Dushui was a calm, carefree monk who couldn't figure out his thoughts, then the white-clothed monk looked like a monk who practiced Buddhism with a knife.

The monk in white noticed Yu Yao's gaze and raised his eyes to this side, but Yu Yao looked away calmly.

Dushui spoke: "These few days have worked hard these few days, reciting scriptures and eating fast with the monks."

Yu Yao hurriedly waved her hand: "Where the hell is it, listening to Buddhism is the glory of my generation."

Blunt Shui smiled politely, and continued: "If you have any questions about the Buddhist scriptures, you can discuss them with the monks in our temple. There is really no need to walk around at night with candles and read them in places where no one is around."

Yu Yao froze for a moment.

The monk in white took a step forward: "Amitabha, what is the almsgiver doing to go to the Lotus Pavilion last night?"

Yu Yao turned to look at him, thinking, no, I'm sure they didn't see us directly.Then I thought, who else would they suspect besides us?

Yu Yao turned to Dushui, and although she answered the words of the monk in white, she looked at Dushui: "It's the same thing as last time, I told you. Now I think..."

Dushui raised his hand to interrupt him, and nodded to the monk in white: "Caiwei, you go out first."

The monk in white took a look at the blunt water and backed out.

Yu Yao continued what he said just now: "The thing I discussed with you last time..."

Dushui shook his head and didn't let him finish his sentence: "The disaster in the North Sea, we are all heartbroken, if we can help, we will do our best, but you also know that the place of no joy is the place where Buddha cultivates. If there is such a big battle, without the permission of the teaching hall, we cannot send our monks to intervene in the internal affairs of other regions."

Yu Yao nodded: "I understand."

Dull Water continued: "I'm afraid you are not allowed to use the land of no joy."

Yu Yao suddenly raised her head: "Master, last time you said that although you can't help, you are willing to borrow your precious land. I think you are in a difficult situation, and you don't need you to reveal the formation. I will find it myself. Now I have Find it, but you go back on your word, isn't it appropriate?"

Dull Water cast a deep look at Yu Yao, and opened his mouth, as if about to speak, but he didn't speak.

Yu Yao smiled: "I guess, after you reported to the lecture hall, the feedback you got was not very good, right?"

Dushui lowered his eyes: "Amitabha."

This is the default.

Yu Yao smiled wryly and scratched her head: "No wonder you talk about Buddhist halls. Beihai is a land abandoned by gods. You Buddhist practitioners still have to go to heaven."

Dull Water even shook his head sadly.

Yu Yao felt that she should comfort him, but she really didn't feel like opening her mouth.

Dushui asked again: "Did the benefactor find the suspected inner ghost?"

Yu Yao shook her head: "It's said to be an inner ghost, but it's not necessarily true. I just suspect that the Beihai disaster was actually a man-made disaster, but there is no evidence. Speaking of which, Beihai has offended too many people. Those who have been offended by the Quan family, Qijin has offended People who have offended people in the past, who knows..."

They fell silent again, and the tea cooled down.

***

When Yu Yao went out, Quan Wuyong and the others were waiting in front of the hall, and when they saw them coming out, they surrounded them.

Yan Laixing asked, "How is it?"

Yu Yao knowingly asked, "How about what?"

Quan Wuyong was a little annoyed: "This bald donkey is pretty good at dodging."

Yu Yao looked at him: "What are you talking about?"

Lin Wuyang also came closer: "Ling Xing told us everything."

Yan Laixing patted Yu Yao tenderly: "It's normal to suspect us, I don't blame you, it's much better now, isn't it?"

Yu Yao laughed dryly.

Quan Wuyong gritted his teeth: "I really don't understand, it's a matter of course to save the common people, why are you still prevaricating like this, it really makes people look down on you."

Lin Wuyang pushed him: "Come on, you, just because it's a matter of course, should everyone help? Don't they have their own things to do? Everything comes first to you? You are just and you are amazing? A little bit I don't understand the worldly..."

Quan Wuyong said to him: "As far as you know, it's so great to see death and refuse to save."

Yu Yao started to have a headache: "Stop arguing..."

Yan Laixing turned to look at Yu Yao: "It seems that there is no hope in the land of no joy, what should we do next?"

Yu Yao was a little helpless, he scratched his head: "What can I do? Go and plant the flower seeds first."

Yan Laixing was confused: "What flower seeds?"

Ling Xing, who had been silent all this time, spoke: "The flowers and plants that were destroyed on the mountain road."

Quan Wuyong stared: "When is it, brother, do you still think about this kind of thing?"

Yu Yao scratched her head again: "Whenever you promise someone else, you have to finish it."

Yan Laixing and Quan Wuyong turned their faces away.

Yu Yao had no choice but to say good things again: "Let's do it quickly, and hit the road when we're done. The ground binding and strangling formation requires three points of the strongest earth energy, and the compass points to this point, which is near here. There will be only one unhappy place."

Yan Laixing and Quan Wuyong turned their faces away.

***

The next day, Yu Yao and his party went down the mountain carrying seeds and hoes. They were accompanied by three or four monks, and the leader was the white-clothed monk from before.

Yan Laixing was carrying a sword and a hoe at the same time, Quan Wuyong pointed at him and laughed: "A hero is a hero, and even carrying a hoe is much more elegant than others."

Yan Laixing looked up to the sky and smiled: "Plowing in the mountains and forests in the early days, dancing swords in the countryside at night, walking in a hundred fields, lying in the wilderness, even the immortals are envious."

Quan Wuyong imitated him and carried the seed bag: "I want to plant sunflowers."

Lin Wuyang leaned over: "Then I want to plant tulips."

Yu Yao turned to him and asked, "What is it?"

Lin Wuyang patted the seeds he picked up in the market: "I searched for them all afternoon yesterday. They are produced in Tianshan Mountains. They are very beautiful. When I was young, my grandfather brought them from the Western Regions and lived in our house."

Yu Yao got excited: "Hero Yan, what are you growing?"

Yan Laixing was very proud: "Cabbage."

Everyone:"……"

Yan Laixing: "What's wrong?"

Everyone gave thumbs up one after another: "Central Plains, you are amazing."

Yu Yao asked Ling Xing again: "Boy, what do you grow?"

Ling Xing weighed the seed bag in his hand, and answered honestly: "I don't know."

Yu Yao went over to pick up his bag, flipped through it a few times, but couldn't figure out what it was, everyone passed it around and looked at it, but they didn't know what kind of seed it was.

Ling Xing guessed: "It's probably a flower."

Yu Yao patted him: "You'll know when it's opened."

Quan Wuyong called Yu Yao: "Brother, what do you grow?"

Yu Yao waved her hand chicly: "Garlic."

Caiwei turned his head and glanced at them, a group of people who were about to be homeless, with an uncertain future, trying to have fun while suffering.

The flowers and plants they brought have different flowering periods, and even the soil and light required for growth are different, but these people worked very hard, flying their hoes, and each found a piece of land on the mountain to plant their own seeds.Some climbed up the hillside, some along the side of the road, some got into the woods, and planted by the roots of trees.

They dug up the dead soil, and dug down the living soil. They may have to dig very deep, and finally they can see the black shiny soil, with the shadow of biological activities. Only such soil has the possibility of life.

So they dug up the new soil, inch by inch, acre by acre, turned over the old soil, and planted the seeds.

Lin Wuyang turned slowly, had little strength, and was in a hurry.Caiwei in the distance saw him, put down what he was doing, and came to help him.

Lin Wuyang was holding a small hammer, smashing the rocks one by one, trying to smash the rocks, so as to loosen the soil.Caiwei rolled up her white cassock and squatted beside Lin Wuyang, helping him pick out the smashed stones and loosen the soil.

Lin Wuyang looked up at him, and found that the monk was not very old.

Caiwei looked up at him, eyes as calm as water: "Why did it stop?"

Lin Wuyang realized that he had stopped the hammer at some point, so he quickly swung it again: "Oh——"

As soon as the words fell, Lin Wuyang fell on his own hand.

He dropped the hammer with a scream, shaking his hands, not knowing what to do.

Caiwei took his hand, tore off a strip of cloth from her cassock, and bandaged it for him without saying a word.

Lin Wuyang watched his blood slowly seep into the white cloth that was bandaged by Caiwei, it seemed that this could not stop the bleeding.

Caiwei shook off the cloth again, grabbed Lin Wuyang's hand, put it in his mouth, stretched out his tongue to lick off his blood, rubbed away the congestion, tore off the cloth again, and bandaged it up again.

Lin Wuyang froze in place as if struck by lightning.

Yu Yao and Ling Xing, each holding a hoe, gathered together and looked at them.

Yu Yao clicked his tongue: "Why is the monk even more shameless than me, men and women can't kiss each other."

Ling Xing clicked his tongue: "The monk is not shameless without you. You did it on purpose, but he did it unintentionally."

Yu Yao turned to look at him: "Do you understand monks again?"

Ling Xing turned to look at him: "I don't understand monks, I understand you."

This sudden sentence made Yu Yao stunned for a moment, and it took a long time to turn his eyes away, a little helpless: "Don't talk casually, you people who don't understand anything are killing people."

Ling Xing didn't understand at this point, so she turned back to play with the hoe.

Lin Wuyang was still in a daze, Caiwei took the hammer from his hand and continued his unfinished work, still without saying a word.

Seeing that Caiwei smashed the stone he had smashed for a long time with a light tap, Lin Wuyang obediently withdrew his hands and squatted beside him, watching him work.

Lin Wuyang looked at it and asked: "Master, is it you who patrol at night?"

Caiwei didn't look back: "The poor monk is the monk who guards the monastery."

Lin Wuyang nodded: "Oh... so. That... Master, are you really not going to help them?"

Caiwei paused for a moment, then picked it up and continued: "The Buddha Hall has its own arrangements."

Lin Wuyang looked at the group of people who were dancing hoes in the distance, and then turned back: "Master, I am from Donghu Lake. I lived in Ziya Village when I was a child—you know, it is at the foot of Wuxidi Mountain. That year I My grandpa and grandma were killed by robbers. The monks in Wuxizhi passed by and rescued me. They took me back to stay for more than a month, and then sent me back to my parents. I know you must not remember me, Buddha. My family is merciful, saving all sentient beings, and has saved countless people. It’s just that there were rules in Buddhist halls at that time, and non-Buddhist practitioners were not allowed to enter the place of no joy, and the monks never left me in the wilderness... If ordinary people It can be saved, but Beihai people can't save it; all living beings are suffering, and the land abandoned by the gods is not pitiful, so isn't this..."

Caiwei turned to look at him, still with a flat expression, Lin Wuyang's words stopped abruptly, and did not continue.

So it was silently farming again.

After Yu Yao finished planting her own piece, she wandered around, helping this and coaxing that, trying to make everyone farm happily: "Cultivation is meaningful, and it lasts from generation to generation. When spring comes, hula la The earth is up again!"

He helped Quan Wuyong cultivate the soil well, and Quan Wuyong asked him, "How can I get it up?"

Yu Yao smiled and said, "Evergreen."

Quan Wuyong gave him a white look with a smile.

But Yu Yao was far less relaxed than he seemed.

After helping almost, Yu Yao sneaked back to his own seed when no one saw it. He planted plum blossoms, a famous flower in Beihai.

Yu Yao lowered his head, squatting naturally while cultivating the soil, and gradually knelt down on the ground. He turned the soil and talked to the flowers—or maybe he was talking to himself, but it looked like he was praying to the flowers .

"I didn't care about it before, and I don't care when it's time for a war. After returning to the defense, I can destroy a city on the way, and then watch them hang the flag of the Heavenly Palace. I think this is a merit. It is a merit, the way of heaven travels the four borders, the law of heaven conquers the eight wastes, and those who are unable to resist deserve to lose.

I know that the weak deserve to lose, I never thought that the weak deserve to die...

What integrity does the weak want, what integrity does death have?When a flint falls, it doesn't matter what you do when you go out, whether you buy vegetables or meat, whether you go home or discuss business, whether you get married or have a funeral today, they will all be dead.

right?Isn't it right?

I hadn't thought of that before.

Too weak, too weak, I don't want to be so weak anymore, I saw Beihai rout like that, Beihai people flee like that, I wish I could be blinded...

If we know what's wrong, we can fix it.But how to change the weak? "

Yu Yao stopped, and he almost fell on the ground.

"What do I believe in?" He raised his head slowly and pressed his hands to the soil, "Damn, what do I believe in?"

Yu Yao's hands were digging the soil, and blood was dripping from the crevices of his fingers, but he didn't notice that he was already distracted.

He suddenly dug a huge rock, but did not move it. Yu Yao continued to dig the soil, but it was difficult to move it, and Yu Yao put more and more blood into his fingers.

Suddenly, the stone shattered in front of him, breaking into pieces, which were as big as sand, which solved Yu Yao's worries.

Yu Yao was startled, he looked up and saw Ling Xing with arms folded.

Ling Xing's body was originally sideways, but after noticing Yu Yao's gaze, she turned her back.

Yu Yao stopped, he no longer crazily digging the soil, and he was no longer good at knocking stones, he just knelt on the ground in a daze.His breath gradually stabilized, and he recovered from some crazy thoughts, and he woke up.

Yu Yao turned around, took gauze to bandage himself, and glanced at Ling Xing again.

Ling Xing stood there, leaning against the tree, not close to him, but always not too far away.