[Sword Three + Tianlong] Tangmen Zhengtai

The author has something to say: the final original text is to make up for Xiao Honghua's [-] words

Uh... Well, the truth is that as soon as Xiaojiu wrote a new character, he just fell asleep and fell asleep three times in a second because he was too tired today, so he couldn't finish writing QuQ

The word count part will be added as soon as possible and it is guaranteed to be more than the current word count. Don't worry~

By the way, in the original book, although Xu Zhu is not good-looking, he is really cute and cute. "Yo, Xu Zhu, I came to see him again. It is you, honestly, that person hurt you so badly , you still come here every day.”

The little monk Xuzhu, holding a tray of food in one hand, smiled shyly, he touched the back of his head a little embarrassedly, the wide sleeves of his robe slipped down under the action of gravity, revealing his thin and slender bamboo pole-like body. Arm: "Thank you brother Xuming for your concern. I was not seriously injured and I will not get in the way. Besides, we are monks, so we must be compassionate, Amitabha."

"Do whatever you want. If you're here to watch, I'll go to the Sutra Pavilion to recite sutras. Be careful with him."

Xu Zhu smiled embarrassingly again, stretched out his hand to push the door behind Senior Brother Xu Ming: "Senior brother, you go, I'm here." Watching the yawning Senior Brother go away, he looked around to make sure there was no one around. The door was opened after the others, but he didn't see that person lying quietly on the bed and falling asleep as usual.

"So he has woken up? It's really great." Xu Zhu was excited at first, then belatedly remembered that Shaolin Temple is not a place where outsiders can wander in at will, if he is caught as a thief... the consequences will be serious Very tragic, "Oops, oops! Don't let him be discovered."

He hurriedly put the tray in his hand on the small table next to the bed, turned around and was about to rush out, but bumped into someone's arms, and wanted to back away, but was caught by that person with one hand around his waist and the other hand Neck, almost completely immobile.It's just almost, the head can still move, Xu Zhu tried to struggle a bit, only felt that the other party's strength increased, his neck and waist were strangled, but he also took this opportunity to see the man's appearance clearly ——A pair of soul-stirring peach blossom eyes were staring at him, her thin lips were tightly pressed, and her long black hair was not scattered over her shoulders like when she was asleep, but was simply tied up by a beautiful butterfly-shaped silver ornament.

Xu Zhu was very familiar with the appearance he had been looking at for several days, although the eyes that had been closed all the time finally opened, and the hairstyle was not the same, but he knew that this was the one who fell from the sky and was picked up by him from the river. people.

He even forgot that his own life was still in someone else's hands, Xu Zhu smiled innocently at that person: "Great, you woke up at last." Although the voice was a little strange because of being strangled, it's not hard to hear The joy and sincerity in it.

Facing the young monk's sincere smile, Huo Guo couldn't help being taken aback, and relaxed his hands a little.This is the second time I heard the little monk in front of me say this, but he still didn't intend to let him go just like that. He cleared his throat and tried to make his voice not so weird: "Where is this? Who are you?" ? Where did the clothes I was wearing and the flute in my hand go?"

Xu Zhu didn't think there was anything wrong with the other party's question at all: "This is Shaolin Temple in Songshan Mountain, the young monk's name is Xu Zhu, the donor's original clothes were stained with blood, after cleaning they were put in the cabinet over there with other things. "

"It turns out that Shaolin also..."

"donor?"

"It's nothing, you said that all my things are in the cabinet over there?" Huo Guo, who had already searched the room all over the room when he just woke up, looked behind him in the direction Xu Zhu was looking at, and there was a wooden pier placed there. In front of the small table, he carried Xu Zhu and walked over to take a closer look, only to find that it was actually a wooden box.It really can't be blamed that he didn't see it before, the wooden box looks too much like a wooden pier in the woods, it's too simple.With Xu Zhu's hand, he touched and touched the box, finally opened it, and sure enough, his weapons, clothes, silver ornaments and packages were neatly placed inside.

Holding the worm flute in his hand again, Huo Guo finally had confidence in his mind, and completely loosened the restraint on Xu Zhu.

Xu Zhu actually didn't mind being treated like that before, he squatted beside the wooden box (dun) and pointed inside, said with a smile: "Benefactor, please take a look to see if there are any missing items." He raised his head Seeing the food on the table, he pointed to the table again, "The benefactor has been in a coma for several days and hasn't had any water or rice, so let's have some food first. The temple is poor and there is nothing good, so don't dislike it."

"You don't need to call me a benefactor. My name is Huo Guo. I'm twenty-seven this year. Your age looks similar to mine. We'll be regarded as equals." Huo Guo looked at the two plates of vegetables and four steamed buns on the table. Not rich but rare and warm.How long has it been since the rebellion in An Lushan that you have not had a hot meal?He tried to think about it, but found that he couldn't remember it.If he couldn't think of it, he didn't bother to think about it anymore. He picked up a steamed bun, took a bite, and asked, "Is the situation on the front line still optimistic? Can the soldiers of Tiance survive? How about the casualties of the disciples of my Five Immortals?" ?”

Xu Zhu was stunned: "I...I don't know..."

Huo Guo frowned, and stopped chewing. He looked the little monk up and down carefully, and said, "You are the disciple of that master in Shaolin? Since you have come to the battlefield, how can you ask for it?" Wearing Dingguo clothes is justified, are you going to die in this ordinary monk robe?"

"Hey? Did the benefactor misunderstand something? This is really Shaoshi Mountain, not a battlefield."

"How could it be! Even if my injury is almost fatal, I shouldn't be sent to..." Huo Guo's voice suddenly froze, and his hand was covering his heart. He remembered clearly that it was this place Only one arrow would cause him to lose too much blood, and he passed out before even planting a single ice silkworm Gu.But now, he violently tore off the blue-gray monk robe on his body, the skin on his chest was as smooth as before, not to mention the scars, he couldn't even see the sweat pores unless he got close.

Xu Zhu was taken aback by his sudden action, he wiped Huo Guo's body and changed his clothes these days, he did it all by himself, he also saw the other's skin, but watched the other's hand caress slowly over his chest , I don't know why his heart was beating violently for no reason, so he couldn't stop chanting 'Amitabha Amitabha' to pray for meditation.

Huo Guo didn't care about the little monk at all at this time, he started to check other things on himself, and it was not the same as before.The only thing that has changed is his body. All the old and new wounds and scars left in one battle after another are gone, even the left wrist that was almost broken by Tana when he was naughty when he was a child Almost the entire circumference of the scar has disappeared.

It can't be that the battles that wander on the edge of life and death and the heart-piercing parting of life and death are all just dreams of his own imagination, right?No, the little monk said that his clothes were stained with blood.

"Dare to ask little master Xu Zhu, what year is this eve?"

Seeing that Huo Guo's serious expression does not seem to be joking, Xu Zhu also suddenly became nervous: "Now, according to the Song calendar, it should be the third year of Tianxi..."

"Tianxi? Three more years! How the hell is An Lushan successfully rebelling and becoming emperor?!"

Xu Zhu opened his eyes wide: "How is it possible, I still know about Anlu Mountain, the Anshi Rebellion was successfully suppressed, but unfortunately the Li and Tang Dynasty declined day by day after that, finally they couldn't escape... Amitabha, this is destiny."

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On the opposite road a monk came striding forward, came outside the gazebo, clasped his hands together, and said respectfully: "All benefactors, this little monk is thirsty. I want to rest in the pavilion and drink a bowl of water." The man smiled and said: "Master is very polite. We are all passers-by. We didn't build this pavilion. Come in and drink water." The monk said, "Thank you, Amitabha." He walked into the pavilion.

This monk was about 25 and six years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a big flat and sunken nose, and his appearance was rather ugly. His robe was patched with many patches, but it was very clean.He waited for the three people to drink, and then he approached the clear water tank, scooped up a bowl of water with a tile bowl, held it with both hands, lowered his eyes, and said in verse respectfully: "A bowl of water for Buddha's view, eighty thousand Four thousand insects, if you don’t uphold this mantra, it’s like eating the flesh of living beings.” After reciting the mantra: “Bound Sidpramanisaha.” After reciting, he picked up the bowl and drank water.

The man in black looked at it strangely and asked, "little master, what mantra are you chanting?" The monk said, "what the monk is chanting is the water-drinking mantra. Insects, monks are forbidden to kill, so I have to recite the drinking water mantra, so I can drink it." The man in black laughed and said: "The water is very clean, there is not a single worm, little master can really joke." The monk said "The benefactor doesn't know something. From the eyes of ordinary people in my generation, there are naturally no insects in the water, but my Buddha looks at the water with the eyes of heaven, and sees thousands of insects in the water." Heiyi asked with a smile: "After you recited the water-drinking mantra, eighty thousand If you drink four thousand worms into your stomach, the worms will not die?" The monk hesitated and said, "This... this... Master didn't teach it. Most of the worms will not die."

The man in yellow interjected: "No, no! The worms are still going to die, but after the little master recited the mantra, all [-] worms were reborn in the western sky and the eastern world. The little master drank a bowl of water, Eighty-four thousand sentient beings have been saved. The merit is immeasurable, the merit is immeasurable!"

The monk didn't know whether what he said was true or not, he held the bowl of water in both hands and was dazed, muttering: "Save [-] lives in one fell swoop? The little monk definitely doesn't have such great magic power."

The man in yellow walked up to him, took a tile bowl from his hand, stared into the bowl, and counted: "One, two, three, four, five, six, ..., one thousand, two thousand, ten thousand , 99... No, no! Master, there are [-] worms in that bowl of j□j, you are missing the next one.”

The monk said: "Namo Amitabha Buddha. The benefactor is joking. The benefactor is also an ordinary person. How can he have the supernatural power of the heavenly eye?" The man in yellow asked, "Then do you have the supernatural power of the heavenly eye?" The monk said: "Of course I don't have it." Yi recognized: "No, no! I think you have clairvoyance, otherwise, how could you know that I am an ordinary person and not a Bodhisattva just by looking at me?" The monk looked left and right at him, his face full The color of confusion.