Rebirth: Picking up a beggar and being attacked

Not long after Mu Ruixi's death, the barbarians attacked Liangpei City, and they massacred the people in the city at will, even temples and nunneries were not spared.

The Wushan Temple, which has been prosperous for many years, is now dilapidated. Even the big Buddha bestowed by Mu Yuanfeng was divided and taken away by the money-grubbing barbarians.All the living monks fled, leaving only Jing Lao and Jing Chen who was about to die with several arrows in his body.

Jingle carefully hugged Jingchen in his arms, and wiped off the dirt on his face bit by bit with a white cloth soaked in water, hoping to make his face fair again, but he just wiped the corners of Jingchen's mouth. After wiping off the blood stains, Jingchen vomited blood again.

Jing Chen's body was frighteningly cold, his small and thin body was shivering in Jing Chen's arms, he curled up his body, as if he wanted to draw himself into Jing Chen's arms.

"It's clean, I'm in pain and cold."

"How about I hug you tighter?" Jing Liao hugged Jingchen tighter with a trembling voice, letting his blood stain his clothes, "Is it better?"

Jing Chen nodded, rubbed her neck, "I dirty your clothes, you love clean."

"It's okay, as long as you're not cold."

"You run away quickly, I, I can't live, I can't live long."

Jing Jie shook his head, resting his chin on Jing Chen's smooth forehead, and said in a low voice: "I will not abandon you, I will not let you die, I will take you to the doctor."

"It's useless, it's clean, Liang Peicheng has no doctor now, you go, go, Brother Shang." Jingchen pushed with his best strength, but he was weak, no matter how he pushed, there was nothing he could do Pushing this person who is hugging him tightly, "Why are you, you just don't go away."

"How can I be willing, how can I be willing to leave you alone. How can I be willing to..."

A crowd of barbarians appeared at the door.

"General! There are still people alive here!"

"who?"

"Two monks."

"Monk? Kill it, kill it, as long as it is a member of the Mu country, no one will be left alive!"

"Yes!"

A group of people slowly approached Jingle, but Jingle still hugged Jingchen without any fear.

"Brother Shang, hurry up, hurry up!" Jingchen hangs down Jing's chest anxiously, but Jingke still doesn't move at all, but lowers his head and kisses his forehead, "Jingchen, shall we leave together? "

That kiss was very gentle, but it seemed to contain thousands of emotions. Jingchen felt that his heart seemed to be filled instantly, and even his cold body that was about to be eroded by death suddenly became warm, "Shang Brother? You..."

"I know, it was you that night, I've always known." Jing Chen pressed his face to the clean face, but his fingers picked up the stone beside him, and slowly slid on the ground .

"You know me……"

"I like you, how about we leave this filthy world together?" His voice was low, but his dark eyes were like black holes, confusing everything in Jingchen.

Jing Chen nodded uncontrollably, and said, "Where Brother Shang goes, I will go there."

"Good boy." He lowered his head again, bit his lips, twitched the tip of his tongue, savoring carefully, and the flint in his hand was not ignited by him and thrown into the gunpowder hidden behind him.

"The two monks actually, hahaha, this is breaking the great precepts of Buddhism, and I can be regarded as clearing the door for your Buddhism." The barbarian general raised his head and laughed.

Jingle didn't care about him, he just held Jingchen's face and kissed him deeper, he really wanted to embed this dull little monk into his blood, really wanted to be together like this for a lifetime.

The person in his arms finally lost his breath, but there was a smile on his face that had been wiped clean by him, and there was a slight blush. His little monk, I couldn't get enough of it.

He hugged him tightly, looked at the barbarians surrounding them with a smile, and said with a haughty smile: "You, you will go to Avici Hell, but I and my Jingchen will be together forever."

"Kill me!"

The barbarians raised their swords and were about to slash at Jing Le's body, but the gunpowder that was ignited by Jing Le exploded. They looked at Jing Le in horror, but Jing Le looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, "Hahaha, hahaha .”

That night, Wushan Temple was full of flames, and thousands of barbarians were killed in the temple, leaving no bones left.

Above the colorful auspicious clouds, Shang Zhiqiu sat cross-legged, with three red marks between his brows, and a pair of long dragon horns on his head. He opened his eyes suddenly, and found a pair of golden pupils.

"Long Jun, your tenth life plot is over, quickly follow me to the Heavenly Court to return to your life."

"What about the clean dust?"

"He still needs to live another life, Lord Long, he is a Buddhist, you can't..."

"What about people in Buddhism? I only know that my heart pleases him, and his heart pleases me." Shang Zhiqiu got up, and suddenly turned into a giant snow-white dragon, flying to the world, "Si Ming, I want to accompany him again." A generation."

"No, no, Dragon Lord, you must not be reincarnated! If the Heavenly Emperor finds out about this..."

"Then I will start a new life." The white dragon opened its claws, and a huge crack suddenly appeared in the sky. After hovering in the sky for a while, he slipped into the crack.

"Dragon Lord! Dragon Lord, if the Heavenly Emperor blames me!"

"You just say, I'm going to help Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva survive the kalpa."

"Eh? Ksitigarbha? Lord Dragon, Lord Dragon!" Si Ming wanted to shout again, but Bailong had completely disappeared.

……

In the small forest in Liang Peicheng, just as Shang Zhiqiu was punched on the ground by Mu Ruixi, a white dragon got into his body. The memory in Shang Zhiqiu's mind suddenly became confused, and then he heard Mu Rui's words. Hee speaks well.

"Shang Zhiqiu, you are enough! I really look down on a man crying because of his emotional injury!"

He suddenly thought of what happened before, Prince Mu came to Liang Peicheng early, and brought him to Jiang's mansion at night, planning to let him elope with Jiang Xiuwan, but fortunately he didn't elope, otherwise what would his little monk do?So, he rubbed his mouth that was bleeding from the beating, and said: "I am not because of this emotional injury, what I feel distressed about is my ancestral house! My ancestral house! It was defeated by me. I am really helpless!" Meet my ancestors."

He got up suddenly, and wanted to meet his little monk right now, but Mu Ruixi held him back, "What are you going to do?"

"Monk." He said without thinking.

Mu Ruixi: "Why?"

Shang Zhiqiu: "The world is over."

Mu Ruixi: "Why do you say that the fate of the world is over?"

"The woman is gone, the house is gone, the family is gone, and the karma is gone. It will be more comfortable to be a monk, and Jingchen will take care of you." Thinking of Jingchen's meticulous care of him, Shang Zhiqiu feels warm in his heart, really Can't wait to meet his little monk.

But at this time, Mu Ruixi still wanted to drag him around, asking this and that, so he told him everything he knew, and hoped that Lord Mu would not come to him in the past few years. You can also stay in Wushan Temple with the young monk for a few years.

Saying goodbye to Mu Ruixi, he walked quickly to Wushan Temple. Even when he knocked on the door, his heart was "thumping" and he was so nervous that he was dying. Hold people in my arms.

Shang Zhiqiu's sudden hug made Jingchen stunned, but he, who has always had a low EQ, quickly found his own way of understanding, "Shang, brother Shang? What's wrong with you, is Ms. Jiang treating you badly again? It's okay, it's okay, don't be sad, Jingchen will cook something delicious for you."

The little monk even stretched out his hand to pat Shang Zhiqiu's back.

"No, not because of Miss Jiang."

"Is that because of the other ladies? It's okay, it's okay, just let Jingchen hear it." Jingchen continued to comfort him.

"No, it's not. I, I'm here."

"Come?" The little monk looked up at him, his eyes were so pure and harmless, he saw that Shang Zhiqiu lost the courage to confess his love, "Yes, I'm here to become a monk."

"Monk?" The little monk's eyes widened, his face was terrified, and then he stretched out his hand and touched Shang Zhiqiu's forehead twice, "Brother Shang, your forehead is a little hot, do you have a fever from time to time?"

"I don't have a fever. I really came here to become a monk. I have seen through the world of mortals. I just want to stay in Wushan Temple from now on."

"Eh???" The little monk covered his mouth, exclaimed, and hurried into the temple, "Abbot, it's not good, it's not good, brother Shang, something happened!"

"..." Shang Zhiqiu felt that the development of this matter seemed to be a little different from what he thought in his heart. If he really wanted to, he entered the Wushan Temple to become a monk a few months later than before his rebirth. How could this be? In the last life, I heard that I The little monk is very happy to become a monk. Is there any step missing?

What's missing?Wait, is that, the step of accidentally putting the little monk to sleep after being drunk, has it not reached that step yet?Shang Zhiqiu patted himself on the forehead, what should I do, Jingchen should still regard himself as a big brother now, is he going to chase after him?

He kept thinking in his heart, and entered the temple on his own, but he didn't take a few steps, his footsteps stopped, he felt that there were more than a dozen pairs of eyes staring at him, turned around suddenly, and saw a large group of clothes The ragged man was looking at him, "You..."

"Ah, it's too bad, Master, I was discovered by Brother Shang."

The abbot in cassock touched his white beard and sighed, "This is God's will, God's will, God will destroy Wushan Temple."

"What, what's going on here? Who are these people again?" Shang Zhiqiu asked.

"This... Master."

"Tell him, Jingchen."

"Oh, okay." Jingchen walked to Shang Zhiqiu's side and said, "Brother Shang, you have been thinking about Miss Jiang's family for a while, and you haven't come for a long time, so you don't know, we two in Wushan Temple The temple was closed a month ago."

"What? Two months, I haven't come for two months?" Shang Zhiqiu cursed himself inwardly.

"En." Jingchen nodded and continued: "These people are refugees who were taken over by the Shao Zhifu."

"Aren't they all kicked out of Liang Peicheng?"

"Some of them didn't want to leave, and they still had some money, so they gave the money to the prefect Shao, and then the prefect arranged them here, and Wushan Temple was ordered to close by the prefect Shao. They didn't let us monks go down the mountain. I want to ask you to tell me a story."

"It's so unreasonable!" Shang Zhiqiu was naturally so angry that he and the little monk couldn't see each other for two months!The prefect Shao must have a terrible death.

So, taking advantage of the darkness of night and when the guards outside Wushan Temple went to sleep, Shang Zhiqiu took a large group of refugees quietly down the mountain, and went to the yamen where Prince Mu was trying the case.