In the past, there was a mountain, and there was a temple in the mountain. Of course, there was a monk in the temple, but he was not an old monk or a young monk.

He was a foreign monk who traveled across the ocean to the mysterious ancient land of the East. To be precise, he was called a Catholic missionary.

As a foreign monk, if you are a newcomer, you will definitely not be able to adapt to the environment.

Why do people here believe in gods and immortals, Buddhas, but not in Heavenly Father?

Why did I be called a monster because of my blue eyes and red hair?

I even dissatisfied with the discipline of the law here, and felt that those were shackles that imprisoned people's thoughts.

After many bruises and swollen noses, he finally learned the modesty virtues of the ancient Eastern Kingdoms, shaved off his red hair, made a black hydrogel piece, and put it on his pupils, looking like a local monk.

He even abandoned his original name, the noble Wallace Gill.

I changed the surname of Han, ordinary people, ordinary people.

But at the beginning, the language was inevitably a little confused, so he had to hide in the dilapidated temple on the mountain and study Chinese hard so that he could fully Chinese.

There is no calendar in the mountains, and I don’t know the year after the cold is over.

In a flash, several years passed, and the foreign preacher Jill finally completed the transformation and became an ordinary monk from Dongtu.

The people at the foot of the mountain have become accustomed to the temple on the mountain and the ordinary monk who always smiles.

If it is a temple, there will be gods and Buddhas, and someone will come to make a wish, even if it is a dilapidated temple.

Because some wishes are not convenient to make in a magnificent temple, for example, a woman who has no husband wants a child.

Anyone who has been lonely for a long time will want to communicate with others, even a preacher from a foreign country, or a village woman who has been mourning for three years and has lost her husband.

The village woman is named He Cuihua, she has a husband who joins the army and a half-paralyze mother-in-law.

My husband is gone forever and there is no news for more than ten years.

There was a peddler who traveled around the country in the village who said that he heard about her husband at Baima Pass, but it was just bad news. Baima Pass had been fighting for years and was full of corpses everywhere, one of which was her husband.

So, He Cuihua naturally became a widow, and her life was gone and she could only rely on her paralyzed mother-in-law for life.

But after hearing that her son was dead, her temper became more and more strange. She always picked He Cuihua's faults if she had something to do. She didn't like her here and did a mess.

Over time, even He Cuihua, who was used to accepting it, could not help but feel annoyed. So on a night of lightning and thunder, He Cuihua walked into her mother-in-law's room with a bowl of chicken soup and patiently fed her mother-in-law to drink it.

A whole bowl of chicken soup.

After drinking the chicken soup, He Cuihua's mother-in-law slept with a full sleep and never woke up again.

Without her mother-in-law, although there are fewer troubles, over time, He Cuihua will inevitably feel a little lonely and wants to find someone to talk to.

But there was a lot of trouble in front of the widow, and no one was willing to talk to her. After thinking about it, she decided to give birth to a baby. The child would never dislike his mother and could always talk to him to relieve his boredom.

Men in the village cannot be looked for, men outside dare not look for them.

He Cuihua finally came to the ruined temple on the mountain. She heard that there was a strange monk here who had never talked to anyone for many years. Such a person is the safest.

After the filial piety period, on a month-long night, He Cuihua carried a basket covered with floral cloth up the mountain. She wandered in front of the temple gate for a long time, and finally walked in.

The ordinary monk was stunned when he saw He Cuihua visiting late at night. He came to his senses for a long time. He put down the greasy pheasant legs in his hand, blinked a few times, but did not speak.

He Cuihua put the basket on the ground, uncovered the floral cloth, took out the incense wax from it, knelt down devoutly, kowtowed a few times to the Buddha statue with only one eyeball, and made a silent wish.

Perhaps it was He Cuihua's eyes before making a wish, or perhaps it was He Cuihua's actions when he kowtowed.

Ordinary body became hot, Adam's apple wriggled a few times, swallowed quietly, and asked in the local dialect that had been mastered, "Female donor, what are you asking for when you are here late at night? Can you tell me the Taoist sage to me?

When I recite the Buddhist scriptures tomorrow morning, I can also pray to my Buddha again."

He Cuihua was shocked by the words she suddenly said, and she pursed her lips shyly and said, "Master, my wish is a bit difficult to express..."

"It's okay. Even if I have too much wish, I wouldn't mind. A few years ago, there was a cattle herder who came to ask me to be the emperor!"

"I don't want to be an emperor...I just want to be a mother."

"Oh! It's normal to ask for children. What's wrong with saying it? It's just the female donor... You worship the wrong Bodhisattva. The Buddha doesn't care about the reproduction of the world. Guanyin, the right side, is responsible for this task.

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"Ah? I haven't entered the temple gate before, and I don't know if there are any other requirements..." He Cuihua looked at the portraits on the wall on the right side with a ignorant look, and asked in confusion, "Master, who has so many portraits on the wall, who is the one who has so many portraits on the wall.

Is it a gift to Guanyin?"

Ordinary walked to He Cuihua with a warm face, pointed to the portrait at the corner and said, "Here, the one holding the fat baby is Guanyin for giving birth to his child!"

He Cuihua looked at her ordinary fingers, carefully looked at the portrait on the wall, and admired the Western scenery with strong colors on the portrait.

Ordinary eyes drooping, admiring another beautiful spring light.

Gradually, He Cuihua's ears became red, and her ordinary eyes also became red.

The candlelight pulled the shadows of the two together.

Ordinary suddenly grabbed He Cuihua's hand and said softly, "Female donor, actually you don't need to ask the Bodhisattva for your wish, I can help you... I have some injections here, which are very effective in this regard. Just pierce a few times.

, do a few treatments and you will soon get pregnant!"

"Acupuncture?" He Cuihua was grabbed by ordinary people but did not resist. She blushed and said, "Is it a silver needle?"

Normal shook his head, pulled He Cuihua to the thatched room behind the dilapidated temple, took out a glass syringe from a small wooden box, and smiled, "It's such a needle. Although it's thicker than a silver needle, I guarantee you

I won't feel anything. In my hometown, my skills are well-received..."

He Cuihua suddenly said, "Can this make me pregnant? Where do I want to get a baby?"

Normal squinted his eyes and squeezed the syringe, spit out a few drops of potion, and spit out two words lightly, "But!"

He Cuihua lay on the table, her face became even more red, and her voice was like a mosquito and flies, "Master, I'm ready..."

After a while, he put away the glass syringe and breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay!"

He Cuihua said in surprise, "That's the end? I really don't feel anything..."

"You are good at technology, and you are very brave, so of course you don't feel anything."

"Master, why am I suddenly a little dizzy?"

"Side effects, the more dizzy the more the medicine is, the better the effect..."

Since then, He Cuihua would go up the mountain late at night to the dilapidated temple, hoping that she could hold a fat baby like the boy in Guanyin's arms as soon as possible.

But things didn't go as they wished. I don't know if it was because of He Cuihua's health or the problem with the ordinary medicine. A whole year has passed, He Cuihua has not been pregnant.

The two decided to increase the dosage and frequency of the drug, from once every three to five days to once a day.

Until one day, when I was playing wild game in the mountains, I accidentally found a box of gold in a tree hole. Under the influence of greed, I moved the box back to the dilapidated temple without paying attention to the Baima Pass Army on the gold.

Official seal.

That night, He Cuihua still came to the dilapidated temple. While she was sticking her butt and waiting for an ordinary injection, she heard footsteps outside the thatched house. She immediately put on her clothes in panic and hurriedly opened the door, wanting to go from

Slide away behind the ruined temple.

Yuan also hurriedly picked up his pants and walked out with He Cuihua, but stopped quickly.

A long spear suddenly appeared in front of He Cuihua and Guan, forcing the two to retreat to the thatched room.

A man in white horse army armor walked in with a spear tightly held his spear and stared at He Cuihua and ordinary people coldly, with cold eyes.

He Cuihua saw the man's appearance clearly, screamed in horror, and said tremblingly, "Li Gui... aren't you dead?"

Li Gui sneered, "Do you really want me to die?"

"No..." He Cuihua squeezed out an ugly smile and said guiltily, "Yang Laosan, who sells paper umbrellas, came back a few years ago and told me that he said you have died in Baima Pass and can't even find the body...

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"So you ran over to sleep with this wild monk in the middle of the night?"

"It's not what you thought, I'm here to pray for a child..."

"Isn't that still sleep?"

"I didn't sleep, I didn't sleep, Jun Ye, don't get me wrong..." Yuan picked up the syringe I used on the table and smiled dryly, "We're just getting injections and not sleeping!"

Li Gui glanced at the syringe in his ordinary hand and said coldly, "Your needle is a bit thick. Can it be inserted into the acupoint?"

"It's not inserted into the acupoints," the ordinary voice suddenly became a little shorter, and he stuttered, "It's been hit on the butt..."

Li Gui's expression was fun, "Ass? Then you have to take off your pants!"

He Cuihua glared at ordinary people and explained to Li Gui urgently, "It's okay not to take off his pants...Agui, in fact, I also listened to this monk's nonsense. Now I think about how there is any medicine that can make people conceive...

...He lied to me a lot of money. Now that you are back, you must make the decision for me!"

Li Gui snorted heavily, ignored He Cuihua at all, but stared at Guanyin and said, "You said you were helping her get an injection... Then did you help her get an injection today?"

Normal looking at the spear that was getting closer and closer to his chest, he hurriedly answered honestly, "I've hit it!"

Almost at the same time, He Cuihua also replied in panic, "No fight!"

The smile on Li Gui's face became even colder and he said in a cold voice, "Did he beat him or not?"

"Not beat...nothing!" Guan immediately changed his words, "I was going to fight, but I haven't had time..."

Li Gui said lightly, then asked, "Do you usually give her an injection to the left or the right?"

Normal period Ai Ai said, "Sometimes the left, sometimes the right, and sometimes the middle."

"It's quite even..." Li Gui suddenly swept his gun, pointed the tip of the gun at He Cuihua, and said in a deep voice, "Take off your pants, I want to count how many needle holes there are on your butt! See if you are

I haven't received an injection today!"

He Cuihua's face turned pale and begged, "Agui... Can you take it off when you go back? You can see whatever you want..."

"It's here!" Li Guili shouted, "It's now! Take it off!"

He Cuihua trembled, she immediately untied her belt, took off her pants, and said in a trembling voice, "Agui... Listen to my explanation, I just want to help your Li family continue the incense..."

puff!

The spear suddenly pierced He Cuihua's body, splashing a large piece of blood!

Li Gui pulled back his spear, watched He Cuihua slowly fall to the ground, and spat lightly, "Shameless thing! I returned to the village in the afternoon, went to my mother's grave, and went to the pharmacy in the town, and asked.

Aunt Liu, who has been raising chickens, knows what kind of chicken soup you have made!”

He Cuihua fell in a pool of blood, her mouth was bubbling with blood, but she couldn't say a word.

Li Gui squatted down, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and whispered in He Cuihua's ear, "I'll tell you one more thing, it was me who asked Yang Lao San to tell you that I've died in the battlefield... Because I'm now

He is already a lieutenant and will soon marry the daughter of a gentry in Baima Pass..."

He Cuihua immediately widened her eyes and stretched out her hands to grab Li Gui, but finally shedded heavily and had no life.

Li Gui spat on He Cuihua's face, stood up slowly, raised his spear, and stabbed it at ordinary people expressionlessly, completely ending all this.

The ordinary person was so scared that his pants fell down. He immediately fell to the ground and kowtowed hard and said, "Mr. Jun. Please spare your life... I was confused for a moment. I hope Jun. Jun. I don't care about villains and let it go as if he farts.

This time, I can promise you whatever you want, and I can compensate you... Yes, I have money, I have a lot of money, enough for Jun Ye, you can hold a beautiful wedding banquet!"

The spear suddenly stopped, Li Gui narrowed his eyes and said, "Do you have money? How much do you have?"

Seeing that things were turning around, I gestured with my hands and said flatteringly, "Such a box of gold! It's a full 200 kilograms!"

"Where?"

"Mr. Jun, you have to promise to let me go first, so that I can give you the gold to marry."

"No problem!" Li Gui put away his spear and said lightly, "Can you say it now?"

Yuan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, moved out a large wooden box from under the wooden bed, uncovered the lid, pointed to the brilliant gold inside the box and said, "Mr. Jun, as long as you are willing to bypass me, these golds are all yours."

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Li Gui walked to the box, picked up an inch of gold, stared at the official seal of the Baima Pass military on it and said, "This is my own! This is the military pay I hid in the tree hole!"

When he heard this, he was stunned. He saw Li Gui slamming his gun with a fierce face and stumbled on him. He fell to the ground. The black hydrogel piece on his pupils fell off, revealing his blue pupils, and screamed in surprise.

"Father, please mercy on your faithful believers, bring down the sacred light, and save the poor Wallace Gill!"

Li Gui stopped again, tilted his head and looked at the ordinary pair of strange pupils, "Are you a Westerner? It turns out that the Westerner Luo Zhubu said really exists. With you, things will be much more interesting...
Chapter completed!