Daming's Bizarre Story: Painted Skin

The monk looked Zhao Ran up and down and said, "I don't understand what you're talking about?"

Zhao Ran said anxiously: "I'm here to return something to him, this thing is very important to him."

The monk refused to budge: "Hand over the things, and I will naturally hand them over to the Buddha."

Zhao Ran said angrily: "No, there are so many Buddhist disciples, who knows which one you will hand over to?"

The monk looked at Zhaoran with a strange look, and then scolded: "Where did you come from ignorant common people, get out of the way."

A warrior monk next to him had a good temper, so he explained: "I don't know how many people want to see the Buddha's son every year, so go back quickly. Where there are many Buddhas, there is only one Buddha's son in the entire National Master Pagoda."

Zhaoran suddenly felt a little weak in his legs, and gestured weakly with his hands: "I have seen so many..."

"Those are Buddhists, let's go quickly."

Zhao Ran was carrying the bag on his back, and turned his head resolutely: "Then is there a Jiuru among you Buddhist disciples?"

The monk shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it."

"What about you disciples?"

The bad-tempered monk glared at him: "Did you ask the Buddha's name?"

"Monks don't pay much attention to this." Another monk hurriedly stopped him, turned his head and said, "Buddha hasn't taken the precepts yet, so he doesn't have a dharma name, so he uses his common name, Feng Liujing."

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Zhaoran was a little depressed and was about to turn back, but someone said: "Has the Buddha left already?".

It was Wang Zeng's voice.

The monk hurried up to greet him: "My lord son-in-law, the Buddha got up early this morning."

Wang Zeng nodded: "Then let's set off immediately, maybe we can catch up with his itinerary." He turned his head and glanced at Zhao Ran: "Do you have anything to bring to Buddha?"

Zhaoran took out a few talismans from his bag and shook them: "Someone sold two talismans and said they were painted by Buddha. I just wanted to come over and ask Buddha to identify whether they were drawn by his old man."

"Bastard! How could Buddha draw such a thing?!" The monk shouted.

Even the monk with a good temper was annoyed: "We are Buddhists, how could we draw your Taoist talisman?"

Zhao Ran looked mournful: "I bought this with all my possessions, my God, this is killing people!"

He knew that Wang Zeng hated those dirty-looking people the most, but he didn't expect that Wang Zeng didn't leave. After he howled a few times, Wang Zeng asked, "How many taels of silver did you draw for these talismans?"

"A dozen taels of silver." Zhao Ran said casually.

The monk sneered and said: "What a troublesome person, even the common people in the town may not be able to get more than a dozen taels of silver. You, a villager in a valley, can get more than a dozen taels of silver."

"Which family's ancestors were never rich!" Zhao Ran said without blushing without panting.

Wang Zeng said to the guard next to him, "Go and fetch 20 taels of silver."

The guards quickly brought four small silver ingots, Wang Zeng handed them to Zhao Ran and said, "I bought these two talismans."

The monk said: "My lord, this is clearly a liar."

Another warrior monk with a better temper said: "Amitabha, the son-in-law has a benevolent heart, and the heavens will reward him generously."

Zhao Ran was also a little dazed. He didn't know why Wang Zeng was so polite to him. Fortunately, Wang Zeng turned around and left after giving him the silver. what.

Wang Zeng's guards didn't understand either, so they waited until the guards got on the horse and asked, "Why does the young marquis need to buy things from this villager?"

"It's a bit like..." Wang Zeng said after a moment of silence.

He didn't say anything, just threw the two talismans aside casually, and then ordered: "Notify the convoy, speed up all the way, and catch up with the people in the National Master Tower in front."

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Zhaoran went around a few times on the road, and returned to the inn after making sure he was safe and well. Onion had already woken up, and when he saw him, he pointed to his mouth, and then smacked his mouth.

Onion has no other strengths except that when it cries, it is earth-shattering, and Zhao Ran was so frightened that he hurriedly said: "Get something to eat, what do you want to eat, get it right away, get it right away."

He pointed to the remaining pig's trotters in the pot and asked, "Do you want to eat the paws? It's a good thing!"

Onion's mouth became even more flattened, and Zhao Ran quickly changed his mouth: "Chicken, eat chicken!"

But when Zhaoran asked for a roast chicken and came back, he sniffed the onion but still refused to eat it.

Zhaoran simply got all the mutton, beef, and pork back, but Onion's expression became more and more bad. Two crystal clear teardrops rolled back and forth in his big dark eyes, and he was about to cry.

"Wait!" Zhao Ran stretched out his index finger, made a painfully determined expression, then reached into the hole in the corner to dig out, and pulled out a little mouse.

Looking at the struggling little mouse "squeaking" in mid-air, Onion's big eyes lit up immediately, but his mouth was tightly closed, and his two little hands desperately patted the basin containing the pig's trotters.

Zhao Ran sighed, resigned himself to his fate, went out to fetch a basin of water and returned, and threw the little mouse in to wash.

But that little mouse is also a shrewd mouse. Just after making a circle in the water, it kicked out of the water and jumped out. It was obvious that the little mouse had entered his mouth, leaving only a tail dangling outside.

Looking at Onion's pale face and round black eyes, Zhao Ran couldn't help but feel his teeth ache, and then he was relieved. After all, he has nothing to do with the Rong family. He doesn't like to eat mice, but only likes to eat pig's trotters.

Fortunately, Onion doesn't have a big appetite, and he goes to bed when he's full, so Zhaoran didn't find it too difficult to raise a little snake, so he took the time to go to the tavern and chat with Xiao Er who talked about Buddha fish last time.

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Zhao Ran had eaten in the tavern a few times, and he was quite generous, Xiaoer also happily said: "Buddha was originally the eldest son of a wealthy family, I heard that he sat cross-legged in his mother's womb, and he was a child when he was born. Pointing to the sky and pointing to the ground, this represents what the Buddha said, I am the only one in the sky and on the earth!"

Zhao Ran gestured to this position in his mind, and asked strangely: "I'm afraid this position is not good for coming out of the mother's womb?"

Xiao Er was spitting all over the place, he usually told the stories of the Buddha to the guests, and he believed in the truth first when he told too much, now he heard that Zhao Ran had doubts, so he said anxiously: "How can the Buddha be compared with ordinary people, Those who can do what others can’t do are the disciples of the Buddha.”

Zhao Ran had no choice but to swallow back the sentence that if the Buddha is the only one in heaven and earth, then where should he be put by Lao Tzu and Buddha.

Xiaoer went on to say: "Buddha has practiced with our eminent monks since he was a child, and then the emperor built the National Teacher Pagoda, and the first person who was signed by the national teacher was Buddha. The national teacher was in Beijing to protect the emperor to practice Taoism. It is the Buddha who is in charge. Now the demons are rampant, it is all thanks to the Buddha who is in charge, so we will not be harmed by the demons."

Zhao Ran thought to himself that the monk would protect the emperor to practice Taoism...

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He ate and drank enough, and threw a dozen or so copper coins to Xiao Er as a reward, but he was dragged into the alley by a man as soon as he went out.

Zhao Ran looked at the upside-down face in front of him and tremblingly said: "Girl, you can rob money... just don't want to rob sex!"

The sound of footsteps gave him a "bah": "You are still alive, which is beyond my expectation?!"

Zhao Ran was really surprised, his mouth was half-opened, and he still insisted on asking: "Girl, have we met?"

The sound of footsteps gave him a glance, and poked Zhao Ran's shoulder with her slender fingers: "Come on, our Luozifeng Qianmian Branch is best at disguise, and the best at exposing other people's true faces. Don't look at the makeup change, but Your eyes, the distance between them, the width of your shoulders, the way you walk..."

Zhao Ran interrupted him: "I forgot to change my belt, didn't I?"

Zuyin said stiffly: "There's a lot of knowledge here, how can you think so simple!" He changed the subject, "How did you escape from Jiashan? I heard that the princess died suddenly. I got a maid, so I thought it was you."

"You knew that the princess would find a substitute to enter Li's mansion?" Zhao Ran asked back. He remembered that when Zu Yin applied for the recruitment, he insisted that he could read and write.

Zuyin gloated and said: "You should be some good job. Jiashan only recruits orphan girls with outstanding looks, but after a few days, these orphan girls disappeared without a trace. We only found out about these orphan girls in the past few days. All the women entered Li's residence, and all died of illness within a few days."

Zhao Ran was a little speechless, but he didn't expect that Zu Yin was a serious person who came to investigate the case, but it was inconvenient to tell Zu Yin the whole story of the case, so he could only vaguely say: "I saw something was wrong, so I escaped by myself. "

Zuyin glared at him again: "You have spoiled my lord's great affairs. I haven't found out the clues yet, but the people in Wudeng Lane were killed to death!"

Zhaoran thought for a while, but Zuyin could ask Zuyin to investigate the matter of someone poisoning in Wudeng Lane, and said: "The civilians in Wudeng Lane were not killed by Jiashan, someone poisoned them, and overnight the people in Wudeng Lane became Walking corpse, the Buddha named Zhenmo Pagoda was destroyed."

Zuyin's face changed color, and he blurted out three words: "Ye Gucheng!"

Zhao Ran hurriedly asked: "What is Ye Gucheng?"

Zuyin's mouth was like a funnel, he couldn't hold any words, but when Zhaoran asked about "Ye Gucheng", he kept silent, and only said: "Nowadays, everyone in Rongjiazhuang has escaped completely. Don't go to Luozi Peak with me? My master has some connections with your village, maybe he will take you in."

Zhao Ran shook his head, no matter whether Jiu Ru was Feng Liujing or not, he would return the Falling Demon Bow to him anyway, so he said: "I still have something to go to the capital, let's see when I come back."

The foot tone didn't force it, just said: "When you come to Luozi Peak, just report my name to the uncle. If you meet a fat man named Zhu Er, don't trust him, he is the most deceptive."

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Zhaoran broke up with Zuyin, and took the onion along the mountain road all the way north to the capital.

Onion spent most of the time napping on Zhao Ran's shoulder, but sometimes he would come down to play.

He doesn't know how to walk yet, he crawls on all fours, but the speed of his crawling is astonishing, and Zhao Zhi couldn't catch up with him if he hadn't chased hard.

Unable to untie his belt, Zhao Ran first tied the onion to a tree, and then ran several miles away to hunt the prey back. He peeled and roasted the prey first, ate a portion for himself, and handed a portion to the onion.

Onion was reluctant to eat at first, but when he squinted his mouth, he started howling, his voice was so loud that the leaves above his head trembled, but the wilderness clearly wasn't afraid of him crying.

He fell asleep crying Zhaoran, woke up when Onion was tired from crying, picked up the grilled food in his hand and passed it to him, Onion tossed back and forth a few times, and had to barely pick up the pheasant leg and gnaw a few mouthfuls.

But the baked stuff was old and firewood, where the raw mouse was delicious and juicy, the onion started howling again, he opened his mouth, and obviously tore a piece of meat and threw it into his mouth, the onion was swallowed instinctively, and then Then howl, Zhaoran threw it again, and felt full after hitting the onion twice, and couldn't help staring.

Onion was very aggrieved, usually eating was his happiest thing, but now he was full without any smell.

The more he thought about it, the worse he was, so he hugged the chicken leg and lay on Zhao Ran's shoulder, howled twice and took two bites, and when they got out of the woods, Onion suddenly found that the chicken leg in his hand didn't seem so unpalatable.

Onion suddenly felt inexplicably wronged, when Zhaoran stretched out his hand to hug him down, he opened his mouth and bit Zhaoran's finger, and Zhaoran let out a painful "oh yo", then picked up Onion with his backhand, opened his mouth, Onion was so scared that he kicked his feet, but he heard the person in front of him happily say: "Onion, you have grown front teeth!"

Onion looked at the bright smiling face of the person in front of him, and twisted his body a little embarrassedly, thinking that he shouldn't have bitten people just now, and this person was not that hateful.

He thought about what his grandfather said, knowing his mistakes can make a man better, and his mother said that his father is a good husband, and his father really has the courage to admit his mistakes, so should he admit his mistakes?

Zhaoran didn't know that Tuantou wanted to throw all his principles into the ditch. He stood on the hillside and looked at the city in front of him, saying, "Tuantou, the capital is here!"