The Monk

Chapter 169 Fang Jian

The more Zhang Tianfang listened, the angrier he became. There really were some people who were not afraid of death. He flew into the crowd, grabbed the most noisy person, carried him to the giant tiger, threw him away and said, "Kill me and see." Angry, ordinary humans dare to look down on me? He raised his front legs and pulled, throwing the man far away. His head was bruised and bleeding, and he couldn't move. He then let out a loud roar to demonstrate and threaten. Zhang Tian was afraid of laughing and said: "You are not overestimating your own capabilities, but you should kill me to see."

After all this trouble, the people finally calmed down and queued up to receive the food honestly. Zhang Tianfang cursed in a low voice: "These people are so mean." Wuwang hurriedly added: "Everything has a reason. They have suffered for many days and suffered from hunger. It is normal for them to be a little impulsive when they suddenly see delicious food."

Seeing that the dispute had subsided, Zhang Wen said hello to Wuwang and went back to the grassland to rest. Zhang Tianfang didn't like these common people, so he came back with him, threw him out of the hut and asked, "Aren't you going to sleep outside, are you?" Zhang Aing said calmly, "What difference does it make where you sleep?" Zhang Tianfang was so angry that he cursed: "Nervous." Take Black Tiger into the tent to rest.

Nine monks worked hard in the temple, and after two hours, two thousand people had enough food for three days. Then he looked for a place to rest, and for a while the mountains and plains were filled with people.

Early the next morning, Wuwu came to see Zhang Wen: "The Buddha can protect a thousand people. These people must be escorted into the pass in two batches. If you walk fast, you can reach Niangzi Pass tomorrow evening."

Zhang Tianfang shook his head and said: "It's too troublesome, it's really too troublesome. My brothers will accompany you today to get them all back. If you delay it any longer, you will be exhausted if you don't say anything else."

Wuwang thought for a moment and agreed: "Okay." He had seen the two men's skills, and based on the current strength of the barbarian army, no one could defeat them. The three of them returned to the temple and gathered the people on the road. Wuwang called out: "Fang Jian, come here."

The handsome monk who reported the news yesterday came over and said, "Disciple is here." This monk was none other than Fang Jian, a talented young man from the Qing sect of the Song Dynasty.

Wuwang said softly: "You are not a disciple of the temple, so you don't need to practice discipleship." Fang Jian answered yes, and Wuwang said again: "Please come with us today. There are many people, so we are worried about accidents." Fang Jian was respectful. He said: "It's a disciple's duty." Wuwu looked at him kindly and sighed: "It's not that I don't want to accept you, it's that you have no connection with the Buddha."

Fang Jian seemed to have heard such words too many times, without any expression on his face, he bowed respectfully and left. Zhang was afraid that the two of them would not understand, so he asked, "Is he not a Buddhist?" Wuwu said, "Fang Jian has a stubborn personality. He was easily impulsive and could not cultivate Buddhism. He was originally a disciple of the Qing sect of the Song Dynasty. Because he was at odds with his fellow sects and was hunted down by sorcerers, he entered the temple and became a monk in anger. "

Zhang Tianfang smiled and said: "This kid has a lot of personality." Zhang Awei said sarcastically: "Don't be a brat, I am an alchemy monk, one level higher than you." Zhang Tianfang said disdainfully: "What does it mean to be one level higher? You can't beat me."

Wuwang said: "Fang Jian is talented and intelligent. He took pills at the age of nineteen. Unfortunately, he is not destined to be a Buddha. But look at you two, you are destined to be my Buddha."

Zhang Tianfang heard this and said hurriedly: "I don't have a chance either." He clenched his hands tightly for fear of revealing the golden swastika mark on his palms. Zhang Ping didn't care about this. He was shocked by the fact that Fang Jian had formed an elixir at the age of nineteen. It takes hundreds of years for a genius among geniuses to appear. He turned around to look for him, only to see him sitting in a corner of the courtyard with his eyes closed. Recite the Buddha's name.

Wuwang was very concerned about Fang Jian and said to the two of them: "Please help me persuade the two benefactors. Cultivating Buddhism means not doing anything. It makes people have no ordinary mind, does not strive for fame or gain, is plain and has no desires, and Fang Jian is indulgent." He was young and accomplished, but he died because of being wronged and angry. It was an impulsive act; he should have been high-spirited and excited, but he sat in meditation instead, how could he last long. "

"Being a monk is really troublesome." Zhang Tianfang said casually, without any concern about being in a temple.

Wuwu didn't care about his attitude and continued: "The most important reason is that he respects Buddhism but does not believe in Buddhism, so he has no chance of Buddhism."

Zhang Tianfang immediately interjected: "I neither believe in nor respect Buddha." He talks nonsense regardless of time and place, and is brave and fearless.

Wuwang had a good temper. Not only was he not unhappy when he heard this, he looked at Zhang Tianfang with a smile. His fine eyes seemed to be able to see directly into his heart, and he said softly: "But you have a fate with the Buddha."

"No chance!" Zhang Tianfang said firmly.

The skinny old monk standing quietly at the side came over and asked: "Master, it's time to set off."

Wuwu nodded and said, "Kudu, you and your fellow apprentices can stay in the temple while I go with Fang Jian and the two benefactors."

Kudu said respectfully: "Yes."

More than two thousand people went on the road together, and the procession was winding. Fang Jian led the way, Wu Wu was in the middle, Zhang was afraid of the rear, and Zhang Tianfang led two big black tigers to scurry back and forth non-stop, playing a role in scaring people and maintaining order.

When Zhang Wen came, he was flying in a ball of air. He arrived at the temple in a short time, but it took a lot of time and effort to walk back. The more people there are, the more diseases there are. Those who are hungry, thirsty, tired, and sick can appear one by one at any time. Zhang was afraid of being left behind, so he had to take good care of him. After half a day, he was pulled far away by the team.

Two days passed like this, no matter what, the group finally arrived in front of Niangzi Pass. Zhang Tianfang ran over and shouted: "Finally freed." Zhang Ain glared at him: "Keep your voice down."

God was kind to us today. There was no conflict between the two countries and everyone arrived at their destination safely. Zhang was afraid of wasting his words under the city, so he asked the general to open the city gate. Zhang Tianfang was impatient and jumped on the city wall to use force, forcing the guard to open the door to welcome the people.

After everything was completed, Wuwang said: "Thank you to the two benefactors. If you have free time in the future, please come to the temple as a guest." Then the other party gradually spoke: "You don't want to go back. Follow the two benefactors to practice outside. If you have any insights, The old monk will admit you." As soon as this was said, the three of them were stunned on the spot. Zhang Tianfang muttered, "The old monk must have bad intentions." Fang Jian asked, "Master, why is this disciple's desire to seek Buddha?" Not pious enough?" Zhang Aif looked at the old monk and smiled bitterly: "Behead first and then show off, are monks using tricks?"

Wuwang spoke to Fang Jian seriously: "If you don't believe in Buddha, how can you seek Buddha?" Fang Jian said anxiously: "I believe!" Wuwang waved his hand: "Do you believe in Buddha or yourself?" He asked him in one sentence, I was stunned on the spot, thinking for a long time but couldn't come up with an answer. Wuwang said again: "The two donors are destined to Buddhism. You can practice Buddhism by following them. It is better than spending your youth in a cold monastery in the mountains all day long with a bunch of old people. If you are destined to Buddhism in the future, I don't need to tell you. I want to help you get started." After saying this, Shi Shiran left.

Zhang was afraid that Wuwu had already gone far before the three of them could turn around. Zhang Tianfang sighed with emotion: "The old guy is too thief!" Fang Jian said angrily: "Don't talk about my master like that!" Zhang Tianfang rolled his eyes and said in a different way: "The old monk is too smart."

Zhang Awei was stunned for a while, then slapped his forehead and asked Zhang Tianfang: "Why are we here?" Zhang Tianfang said: "Send those people into the city."

"No, I mean why did we come all the way to the border?"

"It seems that the barbarian army is being asked to retreat?" After Zhang Tianfang finished speaking, he suddenly realized that the two of them were not doing anything serious and asked, "What should we do now?"