"Stealing the chicken, who is going to steal the chicken? It can't be the abbot, right?" Wang Sheng suddenly remembered the old monk who was invisible and invisible all day long.

"Don't listen to her nonsense from a Taoist woman. The abbot is a Taoist man. How could he steal a chicken? It's really outrageous and outrageous for a Taoist woman to curse loudly!" Monk Kong said.

"You seem to be afraid of her?"

"Hey, it's hard to raise a woman and a villain."

"I didn't let you raise him." Wang Sheng said.

The two of them walked out of the village and onto the road as they talked. There were gradually more people on the road.

"Empty, why do you want to be a monk?"

"It's hard to put it into words."

"Just talk about it, just to relieve your boredom."

"If you want to hear it, go back to Lanruo Temple and I will tell you carefully."

"They tricked me into going back again. I don't want to go back. To be honest, the name of the temple is unlucky, and the place is even more unlucky." Wang Sheng said.

"I wanted to hear someone shout last night, swearing to the Buddha that he would not return to secular life and become a monk at Lanruo Temple."

"You must be dreaming. You sleep like a dead pig. You can't wake up even if you kick me."

"Why did you kick me?"

"Tell you to get up and see ghosts."

"Your heart is not pure."

"Hey, let's change the topic." Wang Sheng waved his sleeves.

"Why did the abbot become a monk?"

"I will tell you when I return to Lanruo Temple."

"Can you chat?"

The two men were chatting as they walked.

The road gradually became wider and smoother, and more and more people came and went.

There were farmers leading cattle, vendors pushing wooden carts, and idlers coming and going. Most of these people were walking in a hurry. Their faces did not show the tranquility that country life should have, but instead they looked a little uneasy.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way!"

There was a rapid sound of horse hooves and a sound of urging. Three soldiers in armor, riding fast horses, galloped past. Seeing that the pedestrians showed no intention of slowing down, the pedestrians on the road hurriedly stepped aside.

The armor is broken, the look is tired, and there is smoke all the way.

Amitabha,

Monk Kong Kong chanted the Buddha's name and looked at the people walking away with a solemn look on his face.

"With swords and swords flowing, rivers of blood flowed, and I don't know how many innocent creatures suffered."

"Weapons and wars, isn't this a peaceful and prosperous age?" Wang Sheng said after hearing this.

"A peaceful and prosperous age? There are treacherous ministers in power inside and powerful enemies watching from outside. Today's saints are obsessed with cultivating Taoism and dreaming of immortality, which has led to chaos in the government. How can there be a peaceful and prosperous age?" Monk Kong asked.

"It just hurts the people of the world."

"Troubled times?" Wang Sheng was stunned after hearing this.

Alas, he sighed.

"You don't have to sigh. We monks only want the spiritual platform to be dust-free. As for the suffering of all sentient beings in the world, we can overcome it as much as we can." Kong Kong looked at Wang Shengdao.

"You have a compassionate heart. This is the foundation for practicing Buddhism."

"Shit, that's not what I'm sighing about." Wang Sheng said.

Originally, he thought this was a peaceful and prosperous age, with singing and dancing birds everywhere, fine wine and beauties, fat and thin women, and he could have a great time and have fun. But he didn't want it to be a troubled world. People in troubled times are not as good as peace dogs. Let alone wandering, it is not easy to survive.

.I don’t know what it will be like in the future!

The road is getting wider and wider, and there are more and more people.

Most of the pedestrians walked in a hurry, and quite a few were thin.

Near noon, Wang Xian saw an ancient city with blue walls more than two feet high and an arched city gate with two ancient characters written on it:

Jinhua,

Blue bricks and gray tiles, cornices and carved walls, rows of houses, shouts, cries, and the sound of horse hooves,

After entering this ancient city and looking at everything in it, Wang Sheng felt that it was so strange and novel.

"Let's go to the county government office."

"good."

"Get out of the way, get out of the way."

I saw a team of green-clad detectives chaining a man walking through the street. The man was in rags, his face was pale, and his eyes were dull, as if he had lost his soul.

"Hey, isn't that Li Xiaoyi? What did he commit?"

"What Li Xiaoyi? That's the murderer who has a reward on his head."

"Impossible, that's Li Xiaoyi. I live in the same village as him. Do you know him? He's usually a very loyal person."

"Hey, it doesn't matter what your original name is when you arrest someone in the yamen. Your name is Li Xiaoyi. After entering, you can turn into Wang Mazi. It's not their decision. A murderer with a reward on his head is worth a hundred taels of silver!

"

The two monks stopped and stood aside. Wang Sheng listened carefully to the conversation between the passers-by on both sides.

"Isn't this killing a good person and taking credit for it?"

"Hey, this isn't the first time they've done this. If you have money at home, let's clear the relationship and then release it to you. If you don't have money, it will be miserable."

"Hey, there is an old mother in her seventies who lives in Li Xiaoyi's family. Now that he has been arrested, what will the old man do?"

"Where is the law of heaven!" someone in the crowd shouted.

"Well, who is calling me?!" One of the policemen suddenly stopped and turned around to look.

The two thick eyebrows almost formed a line, the face was full of beard, the bright eyes turned around, and the face showed a fierce look.

Whoa, he pulled out the knife at once, and it was shining brightly. He walked step by step into the crowd.

"Who called me just now?"

A pair of eyes swept around the crowd, and finally landed on one person.

"It's you!" He separated the crowd with his hands and caught the man.

"Hey, it's not me, it's not me!" The man struggled in a panic.

"Well, I think you look like the wanted flower-picking thief Bai Sanguang, bring me a portrait." The policeman shouted, and immediately another policeman ran over and took out a stack of wanted portraits, and he pulled out one of them.

, for comparison.

Wang Sheng took a closer look and saw that the person in the portrait was a rather handsome man with a long face and peach blossom eyes. However, the man caught by the policeman had a round face, fish eyes, and ears on the left side of his face.

There is also a birthmark in the location, which looks nothing like the person in the portrait.

"Isn't this a person at all?" He couldn't help but say it.

"Well, who says it's not the same person!" The policeman suddenly turned his head and put the knife on Wang Sheng's neck.

"Who are you?" A pair of eyes stared at Wang Sheng, from his head to his feet, and from his feet to his head.

"Captain Zhao, he is a monk from Lanruo Temple." Kong Kong on the side saw this and said hurriedly.

"Monk Kong Kong, when did you have another monk in your temple? Aren't there only three?" Capt. Zhao said after hearing this.

"No, I don't think he is a monk, he is..." As he spoke, he began to turn over the arrest portraits in his hands.

"Well, this is it." He picked one out.

"Liu Xifeng, who killed thirteen members of a family in Yuhang in a row, was a massacre and was rewarded three thousand taels of silver!" said Capt. Zhao.
Chapter completed!