Anti-grave robbery: scare away Jin Xiaowei at the beginning

Chapter 322 The master is always the master, and the skill of cutting waist and saving life is better

All forces within the Public Security Bureau of the [-]th Eastern District gritted their teeth and allowed blood, and completed the first round of internal screening.

In the first round of screening, longevity forces such as Lao Chao Feng, Great Sleeping Buddha Temple, and Nine Gates Buddha were either destroyed or chose to avoid it. They all chose not to participate.

The three parties, Bai Yujing, the Hall of Fame, and the Hall of Valor, who came out of the competition, are already actively preparing for the battle, and will soon enter the Xisha Tomb.

And here comes the interesting thing.

The Xisha Tomb is an underwater tomb, and the thirteenth district is on the opposite side of the sea.

The thirteenth district is even more brooding about the Dongfang District, trapped in persecuted thoughts of being enslaved all year round, and always feels that the Dongfang District will attack the thirteenth district by taking advantage of the Xisha Tomb, so the first round of screening in the Dongfang District is completed Immediately afterward, a harsh screening was carried out within the thirteenth district.

Without him, we must actively prepare for the war and strictly prevent the Eastern Region from causing trouble.

At this time, within the thirteenth district, they gathered their own masters from all walks of life.

As the sect that bears the brunt, the Buddhist sect in the thirteenth district has always been a tycoon of incense. In this difficult situation in the thirteenth district, your Buddhist sect will not have a few masters to deal with the situation. Is it reasonable?
Benneng Temple took the lead, Zengshang Temple, Yaowang Temple and other temples took the lead in holding Buddhist conferences, asking each Buddhist sect to produce masters.

There is a Toshodai Temple in it.

At this moment, people in Zhaoti Temple of the Tang Dynasty were in panic.

"What should we do? The Benneng Temple asked our abbot to participate in the sea protection operation!"

"The previous abbot has passed away, so we can't dig the grave of the previous abbot!"

"In my opinion, their Honnoji Temple is looking for trouble! With the support of the Oda family, they have now become the big brother of Buddhism. They don't pay attention to Tangzhaoti Temple, the heir of Jianzhen, at all. It's really embarrassing to them! "

"Enough! The abbot is here!"

The old abbot of Tangzhaoti Temple, who had a flying beard, glanced at the monks indifferently, and the monks left one after another.

Looking at the empty Buddhist temple, the old abbot walked to a small courtyard with a side door.

As soon as I entered the yard, I saw a young monk in white cassock sitting on the water and feeding the fish.

He just stood barefoot on the surface of the water without any ripples. He held a book in his elbow, and the bait in his right hand was adjusted to the bottom. The fish rubbed around his feet. The boy couldn't help but say, " Don't make trouble, I'm ticklish, haha, it's so itchy!"

Seeing the boy's happy face, the old abbot couldn't help it, "Master, can you be more serious? The temple is on fire!"

The young monk glanced lazily at the old abbot, "Why are you in a hurry! How many times have I taught you! Don't whine when encountering things, how can you make great things happen? Those who make great things happen, the ancient well is not disturbed, and the emotions and anger are invisible." Yu Se!"

The old abbot said, "But, the abbot of Benneng Temple and the Nineteenth Temple sent a letter to let you go out of the mountain! This is a letter!"

The old abbot took out a stack of letters from his cuffs. The dense signatures on the letters showed the sincerity of Nineteen Temples.

Yuan Mingya lazily said, "One day they don't see me really die, they can't rest for a day."

"If something happens in the thirteenth district, let me handle it!"

"Is it because I'm dead, they are at peace!"

The old abbot said, "Master, now is not the time to swear, how should we deal with them?"

Yuan Mingya laughed, "They expect me to die, hey, I won't die, do you remember the last time I went to the custom shop?"

The old abbot's face was full of bitterness, "Master, don't mention that matter, can you? You generation of eminent monks, you can even get your kidneys scarred when you go to a customs shop. There is no way to talk about it."

"Can't tell?" Yuan Mingya frowned, "You mean, outsiders don't know about this?"

The old abbot murmured, "Master, this matter is embarrassing and thrown at grandma's house. How could outsiders know about it! Our monks in the thirteenth district put face first and life second. If this gets out, the disciples of the abbot of Zhaoti Temple will go out." Looking for an artist girl, I was slapped at the waist, the face of this old monk, the face of Tangzhaoti Temple, will be disgraced, of course no one can know about it, I spent a lot of money, so no one will report it!"

"Bastard! Fool!"

"red deer!"

"Baga red deer!"

Yuan Mingya yelled at her apprentice, "I said, why are those old bastards still sending me a letter asking me to carry mines now! You didn't follow what I said, are you trying to kill me with them? Poor monk! Have your wings hardened? Do you think you can do it?"

The old abbot said, "Master, I didn't betray you, it's just that matter, I really can't bring it up!"

"I can't bring it up, but I have to!" Yuan Mingya said, "Release this news to me immediately, just say that I went to a customs shop and got a waist. I am a monk with a waist, how can I go out and fight? Let them Please be clever! It’s really not good, it’s also possible to recruit Abe Seimei’s soul out.”

After hearing Yuan Mingya's words, the old abbot suddenly realized, "Master, I seem to understand what you mean."

"Last time, you had a premonition that you would be dragged out to carry thunder this time, so you went to the custom shop first, and cut yourself off first! First, I respect you!"

"In this way, you will always be injured, and you will be exempt from the battle card, and you will not go to this sewage."

Yuan Mingya nodded and said, "Smart, you are worthy of being my apprentice. I said what I said. Last time, the poor monk was watching the sky at night after he encountered a battle at sea. He realized that there would be a bloody disaster in the thirteenth district. If you want to get through this bloody disaster, you have to start with me, first create a bloody disaster for yourself, cut yourself a waist, and then my bloody disaster will be gone! Do you understand?"

"High!" The old abbot raised his thumb and said to Yuan Mingya, "It's really high! Master can be so cruel to himself, which shows that this bloody disaster is very serious. Otherwise, the old monk will also go to the waist, this time There was a meeting at the Benneng Temple, and the old monk didn't go either..."

"Stop!" Yuan Mingya hurriedly said, "You are so old, who wants a kidney! If you don't go to this meeting, who will pay for the incense money for our Zhaoti Temple next month? The relationship still needs to be maintained, it can't It is said that a person has a kidney, and they all go to the waist! It is understandable that I have an accident alone. The female monster is cunning, and the poor monk fails to save the demon. You follow and get the waist, what's wrong? This female monster They all caught the waist of a monk in our Tangzhaoti Temple, and outsiders will not believe it when we tell it!"

The old abbot listened to Yuan Mingya's words, nodded and said, "Master is right, otherwise, master, I will tell the public that some time ago, you fought with the female monster all night, and then your waist was cut off, and you were seriously injured. , will not recover for a long time."

"Okay!" Yuan Mingya looked at his apprentice appreciatively, "It's better to add a little romantic things about cherry blossoms to me, as you know, I like romantic love stories very much, to shape my image It should be fuller, preferably with a sense of justice and the spirit of bushido sacrifice!"

"By the way, remember to publish a comic book for me! I want to be the protagonist!"

"As for going to the West Sea to die, whoever wants to go will go! The poor monk will never participate in this muddy water!"

The old abbot's ears went numb, and he hurriedly interrupted the master's narcissism, "Master, to tell the truth, do you really have one kidney? If it's fake, we'll be doomed."

Yuan Mingya pulled off the monk's robe and pointed to a blood line on the abdomen, "Neng, there is really one left. Look, my skin is sunken. If they don't believe me, they can bring an X-ray machine. I'll give it to you on the spot." They watch! Of course, whoever dares to bet with us has to place a bet, I can't show them for nothing!"

The old monk nodded, "Yes, I understand! Is there anything else you want to explain, Master?"

Yuan Mingya said, "No more, go out and close the door, I want to clean up recently."

"Yes!"

The old monk left in a hurry. The moment the courtyard door closed, Yuan Mingya took out a book from under his elbow. On the cover of the book were the words, 15 years in Wanli.

Yes, 15 years of Wanli!

A monk did not read Buddhist scriptures, but he actually read history, and it was the history of Ming Dynasty.

Yuan Mingya sat on the water and flipped through the 15 years of Wanli. The words and sentences recorded on the pages made Yuan Mingya smile again and again, and his voice was eager from time to time.

"What anyone promises to you doesn't count, only what you can make up your own mind counts."

"In this world, there are really two kinds of people who can be trusted, one is stupid people, and the other is straight people. Stupid people don't have a heart, and straight people don't have a heart."

"Hou Feihou, Wang Feiwang, return to Mang Mountain with thousands of horses and horses. After me, you will recover from your injuries..."

Under the surface of the water, an old face appeared. It was the shadow of a skeleton monk exuding corpse aura. The monk's shadow was sitting under the water, forming an extreme contrast with the sunny boy Yuan Mingya on the surface of the water, as if a Son, one is the devil.

Yuan Mingya seemed to know the appearance of the skeleton monk, and said calmly, "You are here again."

The underwater skeleton monk said in a flat voice, "When you read the Great Ming Sutra, I will appear."

Yuan Ming Yadao, "Every time I read the history of the Ming Dynasty, I am deeply moved. The most powerful emperor of the Ming Dynasty is not the founding emperor Zhu Yuanzhang, nor Chongzhen, the king of subjugation, but Jiajing! That's right, a master of dual cultivation of immortality and hegemony that even the first emperor could not do!"

The skeleton monk's pupils were filled with black flames, "So, what are you thinking?"

Yuan Mingya looked at the history books, "I'm thinking, Liu Bowen and Wang Zanghai may just be the clowns pushing in the front, the shields pushing in the front, the real main messenger is hiding behind the scenes and hasn't appeared yet."

The skeleton monk said, "Do you think the main messenger is Jiajing?"

Yuan Mingya looked at the skeleton monk, with the Buddha's light shining in his eyes, "I heard your disdain for Jiajing from your tone."

"I have to say it again, Jiajing, you can't be ignored!"

"Daming is the pinnacle of the last dynasty in Middle-earth. In this last pinnacle dynasty, the pinnacle Fengshui master, Liu Bowen, known as the monument of Fengshui master, was born!"

"This dynasty gave birth to the last sage, Wang Yangming, the sage of the heart!"

"This dynasty gave birth to the last fierce general who is comparable to Yue Fei and Huo Qubing, Qi Jiguang!"

"This dynasty also gave birth to Yan Song, the only treacherous official in history, a traitorous minister who even Zhao Gao can't catch up with."

"And in an era when so many arrogances gather, you underestimate an emperor Jiajing who can suppress so many arrogances. Do you think it's appropriate?"

"Furthermore, this emperor only used less than half of his thoughts to kill these arrogances. Even after he delegated power for 20 years, no one dared to say rebellion. His only son was as honest as a dog. This son was in charge of his subordinates. It is not an exaggeration to say that Jiajing is the last emperor of the peak level."

"Liu Bowen, behind Wang Zanghai must be Jiajing!"

"As for the Hall of Fame and the Hall of Valor, most of them are also emperors."

"The game of chess in Zhongtu looks like a few immortals are tearing it up, but it is actually a vortex of imperial power. Those who enter will be torn to pieces!"

Yuan Mingya said clearly word by word, under the burning eyes of the Buddha, the skeleton monk burned wildly, but instead of being afraid, the skeleton monk laughed and said, "Your Dharma is getting higher and higher, but your courage is getting smaller and smaller. If it is said that behind Wang Zanghai and Liu Bowen is Jiajing and the Ming Dynasty, and the Hall of Valor and the Hall of Fame also have their own masters, then what about Bai Yujing Baidi?"

Yuan Mingya said word by word, "It's Datang! Baidi has already got the Buddha's head, inside the Buddha's head is Datang's, and behind Baidi is Datang!"

The skeleton monk has been burned and only one head remains, "Since it is Datang, who is it from Tang Dynasty? Li Shimin?"

"Li Shimin?" Yuan Mingya sneered, "You take the Tang Dynasty for granted, and you take the dynasty for a simple look. A prosperous monarch can be done by anyone. At that stage in history, he is prosperous. The truly powerful monarchs are often It's the one that hides the deepest! Li Er is indeed powerful in the glorious stage of the Tang Dynasty, but he doesn't meet the requirements of the behind-the-scenes in my heart."

"The emperor behind the scenes, who hides deeply and has strong wrists, is just like Jiajing."

"There is only one Tang Dynasty who meets these conditions, Tang Gaozong Li Zhi!"

"Tang Gaozong seldom took care of political affairs. Although the government was chaotic, it was still under his control. His wife Wu Zetian became famous as the number one empress in the world. In the end, she honestly buried him with him when she died. This shows that Li Zhi was the driving force behind the scenes."

"Tang and Ming push hands have already appeared, and only the Song and Yuan dynasties are left."

The skeleton monk burned only one skull, "There is still Qing!"

Yuan Mingya flicked her finger, "Qing? I'm going to ask Sun Dianying where he has kept Qingzang! Now you go to the poor monk, the poor monk will be upset when he sees you!"

The skeleton monk burned instantly and turned into a pile of ashes, but his voice continued, "Yuan Mingya, if you don't pass away for a day, I won't disappear for a day. I'm your ugly side, don't even try to get rid of me! When you die again When the mood is noisy, I will appear, and when the time comes, you will ruin your morality, you are me, I am you, haha..."

The skeleton monk disappeared, but Yuan Mingya's face was not good-looking, his body trembled slightly, his right hand was covering his waist, and he said to himself, "If I hadn't got a waist and my vitality was seriously injured, how could there be a demon in my heart! No! I must find Tamamo and get my kidney back as soon as possible!"

The pool of water under Yuan Mingya's feet dispersed and enveloped Yuan Mingya, the water burst and Yuan Mingya disappeared into the yard.

(End of this chapter)