Great Eunuch of the Ming Dynasty

"Kill!" Ding Zhouyu waved the Xiuchun knife, tossing and turning among the mourning monks and soldiers on the ground, seeing blood on the knife, he killed all the monks and soldiers in a short while.

"Why are you so murderous? This is an important place of Buddhism, aren't you afraid that the Buddha will punish you?" Ding Bubu said with a curl of his lips.

"Brother, are you kidding me? If these monks and soldiers are followers of the Buddha, then their Buddha is not a kind person, and my younger brother's Xiuchun knife dares to be raised towards the Buddha!" ​​Ding Zhouyu pretended Said.

Seeing Ding Yuyu's complacent look, Chuan Ji turned around with a mouth full of blood, and smiled slightly at Ding Yuyu, but it was a pity that Ding Yuyu looked so ferocious in his eyes.

"Oh shit! Why are you so scary! Wipe your mouth quickly!" Ding Zhouyu took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped Chuan Ji's face while talking.

"Universe Sauce, you're so kind!" Chuan Ji looked at Ding Yuyu's sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked face gently, and said with resentment.

"Hahaha! When it's time to give you energy, it's enough to say hello to my brother. To be honest, Universe Sauce, Universe Sauce, I feel like I'm making shrimp paste." Ding Yuyu put forward his own opinion.

"Okay, Cosmic Sauce!" Chuan Ji replied.

"Master Yixiu, all your lackeys have been dealt with by me, hurry up and die! There is a limit to my patience, otherwise I will burn down your Anguo Temple!" Ding Bu Looking at the huge Anguo Temple, he shouted into the Anguo Temple with a lion roar. The old monk Yixiu hid in the Anguo Temple and could not come out. He said that if there were any traps in it, it might not be possible to capsize the boat in the gutter.

Ding didn't know how to wait outside the Anguo Temple for a long time, and he was messed up in the wind.

"There are dozens in this seat. If Master Yixiu doesn't come out, this seat will be set on fire!" Ding Bubu yelled in a deep voice: "One!"

"two!"

"three!"

"Don't set fire! Don't set fire!" A group of young monks ran out from Anguo Temple, knelt down in front of Ding Bubu, clasped their palms together and shouted.

"Where is Master Yixiu? Why don't you dare to come out?" Ding Bubu asked.

"My lord, please hold your hands high and don't burn down the Anguo Temple. The master has already run away for half an hour." A young monk cried and shouted.

Ding didn't know how to raise his brows, the flesh on his face trembled, and he asked in doubt: "Master Yixiu ran away? Where did he go? If you answer truthfully, then I will spare your dog's life!"

Several young monks looked at each other and said: "Master was injured and ran away. He probably went to Fahai Temple. Fahai Temple is a big boss of Fusang Buddhism. Master probably went to Fahai Temple."

"Fahai Temple? Well, there is another monk temple that opposes me." Ding Bubu said bitterly.

"My lord, this little monk has already told you the whereabouts of the master, please don't burn down our Anguo Temple." The little monk begged bitterly.

"Let your mother's shit fart! I only said not to kill you, but I didn't say not to burn Anguo Temple. Did the old monk Yixiu think that it was enough to run away? There is a classic saying in the Ming Dynasty, that is, the monk who can run away I can’t run away from the temple!” Ding Bubu’s eyes flashed coldly, and he said angrily, “Hurry up and get out! If you dare to compare blindly in front of me, I will kill you!”

"Ah? This! Good!" The young monks were taken aback for a moment, and then hurriedly ran towards the Zhuangzi around the Anguo Temple. It seemed that these young monks were all children of the nearby Zhuangzi.

"Heaven and earth magic spirits, magical weapons and fire flags, hurry like laws and orders!" Ding didn't know how to pinch hands, and he used Taoism while his mana was surging.

A fire crow flew out of thin air and flew towards the Anguo Temple.

The Anguo Temple was built with all wooden materials, and now the sky is dry and the things are dry. After a while, the fire crows set the entire huge Anguo Temple on fire.

Seeing the flames rushing into the sky, Ding Bubu grinned, his eyes filled with a trace of indifference.

"As the so-called golden belt of murder and arson, now I can understand why that dead eunuch Wang Zhen always likes to kill more. It's so fucking exciting! But now after I get rid of my demons, I have to uphold the power of heaven and earth." I'm doing the right thing. At that time, I don't know how to get along with the upright, kind, and hating eunuch Wang Zhen, the dead eunuch who did all kinds of evil and ungrateful for profit? Hey! Let's take one step at a time, now my strength is not as good as death The eunuch is powerful, so he can only pretend to be a grandson by pinching his nose." Ding Bubulu looked at the burning Anguo Temple and said to himself in a melancholy tone.

Chapter 285 Seven Samurai

Chapter 285 Seven Samurai

In a poor village hundreds of miles away from Anguo Temple, there was a sound of horseshoes in the middle of the night, and the sound of horseshoes was very rapid.

Because there were no horses in this poor village, upon hearing this voice, the originally dark village began to light up every house.

The head of the village, named Damu Boshi, ran out of the yard with a kitchen knife and a torch in his hand, and met the galloping horses.

"It's not good! The village chief! It's not good!" A panicked voice rang out immediately.

Villager Da Muboshi held a torch and took a closer look. It turned out that the person on the horse was Fen Si Xiaozhi, the only scholar in the village who lived in a big city. What urgent matter, Oki Boss hurriedly asked: "So it's Xiaozhi! What happened? It made you panic, and you have lost the poise of a scholar."

Subsidiary Xiaozhi got off his horse, with a sense of urgency on his face, grabbed the hand of the village head Mu Boshi and said, "Village chief! It's not good! Something happened! Our village is about to face disaster!"

Many villagers who had gathered around at this time were all shocked when they heard the words of the sub-si Xiaozhi, and asked questions one after another.

"What happened?"

"Did you offend the mighty samurai, Xiaozhi? The samurai is going to chase you into the village?"

"That's right! Xiaozhi, don't get involved in the village! We are all just farmers farming the land, but you are a high-ranking scholar, how can you get involved with us?"

Si Xiaozhi, a passionate young scholar, was stunned when he heard the ruthless words of the villagers. Is this still the respectful villager who nodded and bowed to him?Why are you so indifferent now?so ruthless?So vexatious?

"You have all misunderstood. This matter has nothing to do with me, but with you and this village. In order to tell you the news, I spared no effort to rush from the big city overnight to deliver the letter to you. I didn't expect How shameless you are to treat me like this! Shameless especially! Hmph!" The branch officer Xiaozhi snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and was about to mount his horse and go back.

After all, Boss Damu, the villager, has seen some people in the world, so he hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Xiaozhi, the branch secretary, and asked, "Xiaozhi! We are all from the same village. We also accept your kindness." We all know, don't blame us old hats and mud legs, what happened, just tell us! I beg you!"

Seeing the pleading face of the village head Mu Boshi, the sub-si Xiaozhi softened his heart, and said: "I was selling calligraphy on the street in Dacheng during the day, and I met two young monks. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the disciple of Master Yixiu of Anguo Temple. I admire the reputation of Master Yixiu, and wanted to get close to these two young monks to listen to some Zen words, so that I could write them down and sell them for a good price. But I secretly listened to them. The two young monks said that a group of powerful robbers were coming to the village to rob the food recently, so I hurriedly closed the calligraphy and painting booth, and rode a horse to report to you. I didn't expect you to treat me like this! My branch, Xiaozhi, will sever all ties with this village! I will never get in touch with you forever!" After finishing speaking, the branch, Xiaozhi, shook off the hand of the village chief Muboshi, got on his horse, waved his whip, and rode towards the village. ran outside.

Branch Si Xiaozhi's fragile heart was broken by his fellow villagers, and he left the village full of resentment, leaving behind a group of villagers who were circling around in place.

"What should we do? What should we do? Our village is the poorest village in the vicinity. The daimyo has sent people to collect taxes, and the rest is barely enough for us to survive. Once the robbers come, all the food will be lost. If it is taken away, then our village will perish!" Da Muboshi shouted in a panic.

"Since Xiaozhi heard what Master Yixiu from Anguo Temple said with his own ears, then this matter will not be wrong again. The extremely powerful robbers will definitely come to our village, so what should we do? A There are no warriors, they are all peasants, once the extremely powerful robbers come, then we will not even have the ability to resist." An old man in a village said with a sad face.

"There are no samurai in the village, so how about we hire samurai?" The villager Oki Boshi asked.

The surrounding villagers all shook their heads in silence.

"What? Are you reluctant to pay for employment?" Damu Boss said angrily: "Once the robbers take away all the food, you will all starve to death!"

"The key is what do we use to hire samurai to help us. You must know that samurai are superior, and we have no money, only some food. The samurai will not go hungry, and they will not help us just because of a meal." A villager spoke up.

Hearing this villager's words, the eyes of the villager Da Muboshi lit up, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Samurai are indeed not hungry, but not every samurai is superior, such as those who sleep on the street Wandering warrior!"

"You mean ronin?" a villager asked.

"Yes! It's a ronin! I heard that there are often hungry and down-and-out samurai in the streets and alleys of the big city. Why don't I go to the big city with a bag of food and try my luck? It would be best if I can hire a samurai. If we can't hire samurai, then we will have to fight the incomparably powerful bandits!" Village Oki Boshi said helplessly.

The villagers looked at each other, nodded and said, "Then let's go home and get some food for you. Village chief, you can go to the big city to hire warriors with the food!"

After speaking, the villagers all held up torches and went home to get the grain. After a while, a bag of grain was placed in front of the village head Muboshi.

Looking at the bag of grain, Boss Damu untied his pocket and found that it was full of white rice. After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Boss Damu returned to the house. Walking step by step in the direction of Dacheng, for the safety of the village, Da Muboshi, the village head, must fight!

In an inn in Dacheng, two young monks from Anguo Temple were talking, and a cheerful atmosphere could be seen from their expressions.

"Brother, let's spread the news that there are bandits going to various villages to rob food, will it bring trouble to those demons?" asked the little monk.

"The extremely powerful demon burned our Anguo Temple. Even if the villagers can't cause trouble for the demon, the demon will be on guard against cold arrows everywhere. I want them to find no place to stay when they are sleeping! No village dare We entertained strangers for the night! We have no ability to take revenge, we can only add some obstacles to the demons. But even this can vent the anger in our hearts." The elder monk said with a smile on his face.

"Amitabha!"