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The old monk asked Huo Yunshan to sit down, and let the apprentice come in to serve tea.

The tea was not very tasty, and the people in this place were not very good at brewing tea, but the old monk was so kind, Huo Yunshan felt that the tea became less difficult to swallow.

"Master, are you Yuan Chongsheng?" Huo Yunshan asked hesitantly.

The old monk nodded slightly: "It's all happened in the previous life. The old monk is now a monk."

Huo Yunshan sighed: "You really became a monk."

Yuan Chongsheng was once a famous general who was famous all over the world. He followed two khans to expand the territory all his life. The court has always had nothing to do with him.

This man uses soldiers like a god, and his courage and magnanimity are beyond comparison.

When Huo Yunshan's father and Yin Zishu were alive, they both lamented that they could not meet each other in their lives, so they could compete with each other.

"Master was supposed to become a famous military strategist through the ages, why did he become a monk?" Huo Yunshan looked at him suspiciously.

He had heard many stories about the man.

This man is aboveboard, uses soldiers like a god, and has never been defeated in his life.He likes the art of war and the battlefield.

If he hadn't become a monk in his prime, he would definitely be exiled for thousands of years in the future.

Some people like poetry and books. In this world, there is also a kind of people who like to conquer and like battlefields.

War, in the eyes of some people, is also an art.

The old monk shook his head: "You must think that I missed a good chance to become famous when I became a monk in my prime."

Huo Yunshan smiled shyly: "Senior is a hero, your reputation has been spread all over the world, you have already become famous."

The old monk smiled: "Young man, you are very good at talking. It can be seen that your family education is very good. Are all the generals of your Great Yan Dynasty so knowledgeable and talented?"

Huo Yunshan coughed: "You are too polite."

The old monk said: "I have fought against too many generals in my life, and I don't really remember any of them. I just remember that when I was young, I believed in the superstition that force can conquer everything, and thought that I was omnipotent in the world."

Huo Yunshan looked at him silently.

Yuan Chongsheng's fame back then can indeed be said that he helped their Great Khan to pacify the grassland twice. At that time, the Hu people regarded him as a god, and whoever had him would win.

Later, when he fought against the Great Yan Dynasty, several great generals of the Great Yan Dynasty were also defeated by him.

Later, the imperial court had no choice but to adopt Cui Keji's strategy and adopted delaying tactics at the border. After a full three-year delay, the Great Yan Dynasty gained a breathing space.

A large part of the success here is due to Yuan Chongsheng's sudden fraudulent death.

Huo Yunshan couldn't imagine that such a person, at that time, his father was still young, and his cousin was still early, who could restrain him?

Very dangerous.

The old monk looked at Huo Yunshan in a daze: "Looking at you, you must be a descendant of the Yan Dynasty family."

Huo Yunshan nodded: "You are right, my family is somewhat famous."

The old monk nodded, and he took out another small box from the drawer on the table, and handed it to Huo Yunshan: "I can't wait for the Yue family to come, if you are a member of the family, you should know their family, please tell me this Return the ashes and piccolo to them."

Huo Yunshan looked at the old monk in surprise. To be honest, for a moment, he almost felt that... this old monk had an affair with Yue Huanian who died at his hands.

cough cough cough.

He quickly dismissed the idea.

The old monk said: "I have been waiting for the Yue family to fetch these things."

He stared at Huo Yunshan, and there was a faint light in Huo Yunshan's eyes, that kind of pure and peaceful light.

He sighed.

"Many of you Han people have the same attire, and sometimes, I think, your looks are similar."

Huo Yunshan looked at him: "Master, do you think I look like the General Yue?"

The old monk shook his head: "No...not at all, his eyes are younger and shorter than yours, and his face is still round, without opening."

The old monk's eyes gradually turned to the window.He smiled bitterly: "Young man, life is like this, why don't you go home early and what are you doing on the battlefield?"

At that time, Yuan Chongsheng invaded south under the order of the Great Khan, and the general sent by the Great Yan Dynasty was fatuous and ruined the army in vain.

His troops conquered the city all the way, until they arrived at the famous Yuyang City. At that time, Yuyang City was only a small city, but Yuan Chongsheng's soldiers and horses were temporarily blocked outside the city.

The two sides took a short rest.

That night, when Yuan Chongsheng was patrolling the camp, he heard the sound of a flute.The sound of the flute is clear and moving, without the slightest sign of turbidity and disorder.

"I have never heard such a sound of music. It is gentle and peaceful, like the embrace of a god and Buddha. I have never heard it before, and I have never heard it again." The old monk said regretfully.

Huo Yunshan smiled: "Unexpectedly, Master is also an elegant person."

The old monk shook his head: "I was born in the grassland and grew up in the grassland. I can't even read a few Chinese characters, and I can't even sing grassland songs. How can I be considered elegant? I just think that that person's The tune is just nice."

Huo Yunshan sighed: "In this way, you can be regarded as his bosom friend. I think that person must be very pleased. In this world, there is a person who can understand his heart so well. It is really rare. "

The old monk sighed: "That tune made me feel that it is completely meaningless for me to conquer the world and gain a great reputation. If I can live in a quiet and peaceful place and hear this tune every day, what do I want those fame for? "

Huo Yunshan said: "Master is the one with roots of wisdom."

The old monk said: "Unfortunately, my Huigen came too late."

"On the second day, our army broke through Yuyang City, and the people in the city came out to fight to the death." The old monk said sadly.

Huo Yunshan's heart trembled: "They lost."

The old monk nodded: "That's natural. There are only 2000 troops in Yuyang City, and the main commander of their battle has long since died. This small town is also in the cage of the Khan. I was very high-spirited that day. At forty, I have already become the god of war in the grassland, after taking Yuyang, if I can help the Great Khan attack your Chang'an city, I will be immortal."

Huo Yunshan sighed, the old monk didn't know that although Yuyang was the territory of the Han people, the climate there was not very good and it was not suitable for farming.

If the Hu people go to Chang'an again, it will be a heart-wrenching pain for the Han people.At that time, it will be a protracted war, and it will definitely not be so easy.

The old monk said: "But I found out...the general who led the enemy army is a child."

Huo Yunshan bowed his head: "The eldest son of the Duke of Yue was only 15 years old. He was trained on the battlefield. Who knew that the general was incompetent, and the entire army was wiped out. He defended Yuyang City alone."

The old monk smiled wryly: "There is a piccolo pinned to his waist, and that's when I realized that he was the one who played the tune last night."

"What a pity." Huo Yunshan said lightly.

The old monk smiled: "Indeed, he is almost as old as my youngest son, but he wants to die on this battlefield. I couldn't bear him to die, so I advised him to go home. But he refused."

His appearance looked so sad, but he was filled with incomparable nostalgia.

Huo Yunshan didn't know what to say, he looked at the piccolo and was speechless.

The old monk said: "Later he died by my sword, and I can never pick up the sword again. Sure enough, people and things are impermanent, just like dreams, birth, old age, sickness and death, there are many sufferings."

Huo Yunshan said: "It's always like this on the battlefield. Either you die or I live. General Yue has a spirit in the sky. He won't resent you. On the contrary, he will be happy because he has a bosom friend like you."

The old monk said slowly: "I have killed countless people in my life, when did I manage people's grievances? Little general, have you ever killed someone?"

Huo Yunshan nodded.

The old monk said: "You haven't killed enough people. When you kill more and more people in another ten or twenty years, you will have no guilt or mercy. Human life is in your hands. Just a cry of the weak, that's all."

Huo Yunshan stood up abruptly: "No...it won't happen."

The old monk said slowly: "When I was in my 20s, I would follow the beautiful girls on the grassland and be friends with young men. But when I am 40 years old, I will never be attracted to beautiful women again." I don’t care about my interests, and I don’t think about the loyalty of friends. The battlefield and glory are everything to me. Everyone admires me, and I have become a god.”

He paused: "It wasn't until I killed that young general that I realized that I killed a person, and I couldn't bear to kill someone."

Huo Yunshan looked at him tremblingly: "So, you became a monk?"

The old monk nodded: "Everything in the world is just an illusion, general, go back early. The battlefield is the tomb of young people. My Buddha is merciful and specially sent that young general to save me."

Huo Yunshan pursed his lips, he really didn't know how to evaluate this matter.

The old monk put the things in Huo Yunshan's hands: "General, take the things and go back. Old monk, it's time to rest."

Huo Yunshan sighed and nodded.

When he walked to the door, the old monk stopped him again: "Can you tell me, what is the name of that little general from the Yue family?"

Huo Yunshan froze for a moment, then turned around.

It turned out that Yuan Chongsheng didn't know Chinese characters, and he couldn't speak Chinese. He only knew that this general surnamed Yue was a chariot general of the Great Yan Dynasty.

It seems that it is still a name, because it is too young and not yet famous.

Huo Yunshan looked at him sadly: "A man of the Han nationality will only have characters when he becomes an adult. He only has a first name. His father gave him a big name "Jin". He has a small character called Hua Nian."

The old monk looked at Huo Yunshan longingly: "Then, among you Han people, are there more people with names, or more people with small characters?"

Huo Yunshan smiled: "The first name is used on big occasions or when you call yourself. Relatives and friends all call it Zizi, and children are called Xiaozi. When the master sees him someday, he can call him Brother Hua Nian."