Relief

"Hurry up, the shift will be over soon, don't wait for the deacon to remind you."

The second shift of guards squatted against the roots of the tree, carrying a simple dinner.Even when they were eating, they faced the depths of the woods. Not far away, a piece of glazed blue tiles appeared above the canopy line. It was the target of their supervisory test, and even a fly could not be let go.

The guards were dressed in uniform black military robes, as if they were disciples from the same family.One of them spat: "I'm afraid he's a bird, that Xu is a soft bastard who pretends to be a tiger, even his own father is cheated, Deputy Xu doesn't know how to live or die now, he was betrayed by his son—"

Someone interrupted him immediately: "Shut up! You can't question the arrangement between the deacon and the castle owner!"

The man flinched a bit, but still poised his neck and said: "Director Bao uses such unfilial people, I just don't accept it in my heart!"

"Shh!"

The bushes in front of him shook, and a person came out, also wearing a black martial robe, but with a high collar covering his neck, his face was pale, and he looked like he lacked energy and blood.

The guards who were eating exchanged glances and restrained their expressions.

The person who came was Xu Tao from White Horse Fort. He looked around the guards with a gloomy expression, unable to tell what was going on in his heart. "Evening shift cheer up, not even a single mosquito can fly out of Heyizhai before those nuns surrender to the castle master."

Xu Tao's voice became hoarse and unpleasant for some reason. He touched his throat through the high collar, as if speaking made him feel uncomfortable.

The guards didn't answer, and went to eat their own food.Xu Tao stared at them for a while, without hesitation, walked to the side of the bare plank tree roots and sat down.His round face had lost a lot of weight, exposing the corners of his jaw, and his facial features looked sinister due to the ashes and lifelessness.After walking through the gate of hell, when he came back, the little thoughts hidden under the pride of the young master of the Xu family were all covered up to moldy and smelly. When the skin is completely corroded, it is his death.

Xu Tao leaned his back against the tree trunk, and stared at the movement in the direction of the tile roof with his dark eyes.

Somewhere the canopy is slightly loose.

However, it soon fell silent, and flocks of birds fluttered away from the canopy.The forest is still calm, as if nothing happened.

Xu Tao's back suddenly left the tree trunk, and he became vigilant.

"Someone escaped!"

The guards were startled by the sudden hoarse voice, before they could react, Xu Tao was already chasing him in one direction.

There are a hundred or so nuns in Heyizhai. They usually eat fast, chant Buddha, and don't care about worldly affairs. They don't see blood on their hands and don't see weapons.Xu Tao ran through the woods, and the shadow behind the branches and leaves was like the end of the evening, swaying quickly, light and not touching a leaf.

"Wear Linhai!" Xu Tao gritted his teeth.

If there is anything worthy of Hou Daizhao's attention, it is the unique lightness kung fu practiced by the nuns living in the deep mountains and old forests.Heyizhai is backed by a cliff, and Baimabao didn't expect to send guards under the cliff at first, until several figures of blue sheep walking on the cliff like walking on flat ground suddenly appeared on the cliff last night.

Through the forest, there are flowers on the cliff, and there are magpie branches that fall on the branches like birds but are so light that no one can find them.

"outflank!"

Chuan Lin Hai's movements were strange and he couldn't track him, so he could only expand the encirclement area. Xu Tao immediately ordered the disciples who followed him to pull out a small crossbow machine from his back.The target left only a series of afterimages in the quasi-mind.He held up the crossbow and searched in vain in the forest, but was suddenly rushed by a strong wind behind him.

A pair of hands grabbed his wrist for the first time, trying to grab the crossbow.

"Enemy attack!" Xu Tao yelled hoarsely before his head was pushed into the soil, and then his jaw was shattered by an elbow. asphyxia.

The disciples were chasing after the shadow shuttle in the woods, and they were already some distance away from Xu Tao, approaching the prey from both wings.Those who were in charge of responding on the periphery also reacted, and the encirclement gradually narrowed.

Seeing that his companion was in crisis, the person who suppressed Xu Tao anxiously shouted: "Zhenhui!"

On the high ground on the opposite hillside, a row of archers suddenly appeared, ready to shoot.The dodging ghostly latent figure revealed its figure under the siege and approached, and appeared within the range of the archer——

The forest suddenly shook.

It seemed that there was a flood and thunder in the distance, and the earth trembled.The archers on the hillside were staggering, and a black sun rose behind them.

It was a giant beyond cognition. It descended from the sky and stepped on the top of the mountain. It broke through the siege circle indomitably, and the mountains, forests, trees and seas fell down in front of the giant.

A black storm swept under the evening clouds.

In the meditation room, under the Buddhist altar, incense and mist linger.

On the futon, Hou Daizhao sat kneeling with his hands together, his head slightly bowed, his side face expressionless.

The noise from the outside world was cut off, and in the silence of the room, the old nun chanted in a low voice and twirled the rosary.The mountains in the distance vibrated, and the rosary stopped abruptly.

"Kneeling incense in front of the Buddha, do you still carry swords and soldiers?" Master Wuming asked suddenly with his eyes closed and meditating.

Hou Daizhao remained motionless, with the cold broken spear tip sticking to his flesh on his lower back.

"Teacher's early change of heart can save He Yi Zhai from unnecessary suffering."

"All dharmas are empty, and all actions are impermanent. Heyizhai was built in the previous dynasty and has been hiding from the world for more than a hundred years. He devotes himself to practicing and does not care about world affairs. Why should the benefactor be aggressive."

"Foreign invaders, home country wars, compatriots displaced, are these also impermanent and empty to the master?" Hou Daizhao opened his eyes, "Hebei Shuai Mansion conscripted twice, but the harvest is very little. Where have all the young and strong men in the north and south of the river gone? ?”

Hou Daizhao stood up, smoothed the front of his clothes, the wide sleeves of his robe were filled with warmth from the fragrance of Buddha, and a broken spear supported his back: "In the first year of Qianxing, there were about seventy-nine thousand six hundred and twenty-two schools of all sizes. , Congwu has [-], and [-] female disciples. All of the above have been exempted from labor and tax year after year, and occupied farmland to build temples and sects. This is a big deal Numbers, have you ever thought about the number?"

"The imperial court can't get enough troops and rations to supply the Hebei front, so you are the best reserve."

The door opened, and the evening wind instantly blew away the tranquil atmosphere of the meditation room.

Hou Daizhao walked out of the meditation room with his hands behind his hands. In the courtyard, only the black-clothed warrior sat cross-legged on the porch, with his hands folded on his knees, and a two-foot-long steel blade extended from his finger bones.

"Where are the bhikkhunis in the house?" Hou Daizhao asked.

"Buddhist hall," the black-clothed warrior said succinctly, "chanting scriptures."

"After today, there is no need to waste any more time," Hou Daizhao said, "If it cannot be used by me, it cannot be used by others."

The black-clothed warrior didn't speak, he lowered his head and clenched his fist, and the steel-bladed phalanges brushed against each other.

There are three thousand lights in the Buddhist hall, and the golden body of Guanyin with eleven faces shines brightly, and the dew of compassion is shed by the hands holding flowers.In front of the lotus seat, the disciples knelt on the futon, bowed their heads and chanted scriptures, and the first seat calmly knocked on the wooden fish, miraculously calming the panic.

At the end of the kneeling sutra, there were two young novice monks, who seemed not yet old enough to receive the second-part precepts, whispering impatiently:

"Senior Sister Zhenhui sneaked out, and Senior Sister Zhenjue went to find her. The two of them haven't come back yet. Could it be that they were caught?"

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, senior sisters are so good at lightness kung fu, how could they be discovered!"

"But there's no news about them yet... Can Senior Sister really come to rescue the soldiers? Those fierce warriors, will they attack us?"

"Quiet." The chief seat's reminder came from the front.

The two children knelt down immediately.

However, within a short while, there was a commotion outside, and a series of footsteps rushed through the corridor outside the Buddhist hall.The little novice put his palms on the floor tiles and exclaimed, "There's an earthquake!"

I don't know where the shock came from, and I can feel it even here.

"Quiet." The Chief ordered again.

This time, the little novice was disobedient, and she saw something extraordinary through the hollowed-out window screen of the front door—"The top of the Western Hills has collapsed!"

The disciples who had surrounded them outside for several days seemed to be gathering to go to the top of the west hill, and their steps were hurried, but the six warriors standing guard in front of the Buddhist hall kept the door motionless.

Ah!

The little novice covered her mouth, swallowed her exclamation forcefully——she saw a person hanging upside down from the eaves, slipping and falling silently on top of the guarding warrior's head, holding a scabbard in her hand, stuck to the door like a gecko, and The little novice blinked his eyes when looking at each other, and gestured for silence.No one found out.The next moment the scabbard was raised——

The guard tilted his head and picked his nose.

Bang! !

A loud noise alarmed everyone inside and outside the Buddhist hall.Oh my god... the little saminy is sorry to cover his face.

The man who hanged upside down didn't hesitate at all, grabbed the guard's hair, forcibly fixed his head with one hand like iron pliers, and hit the back of the head hard.The guard who just realized that there was a sneak attack suddenly rolled his eyes and passed out on the spot.

The man who made a surprise attack landed with a backflip, simply and neatly, and all the nuns in the Buddhist hall stared at him.

"Good afternoon," the man greeted relaxedly, his pale face was young and handsome, full of vigor, "where's my jacket?"

Donnie looked at each other.

The sound of falling to the ground came from different corners of the corridor at the same time.Then came the sound of footsteps, a young boy holding a big black fur coat.He ran to the young man and wrapped him in black fur.

"Most of the disciples in the studio were lured away by the fourth brother, and the rest of the brothers--" the young boy made a gesture of cutting his throat, cruel and naive.

"Very good," the white-faced young man wrapped in black fur pushed open the door of the Buddhist hall, clasped his hands together and performed the layman's ceremony respectfully, "please hurry up, everyone, it's best to have dinner before dark, our group is in a hurry Come here, you've been hungry all day."