"I didn't expect that you could not even recognize a person from Ningjia Village at the foot of the mountain, and you could actually understand these imperial ministers." Wusheng said.

"I heard it a little, but it's a pity that the court has lost another loyal minister!" Monk Kongxu sighed.

"Let's go." Wusheng Dao.

This kind of thing can only be expressed in a little emotion. What can the monk who can't even eat enough to eat?

The master and apprentice left Jinhua and walked back along the way they came, and the sky gradually darkened.

"Master, you have to find a place to spend the night." Wusheng Dao.

"Well, I remember when I came, there was a abandoned house outside the city, so let's go there for the night." Monk Kongxu said.

"It's a deserted ancient house again."

"how?"

"It's easy to be haunted!" Wusheng said.

After that night, he was afraid and had a shadow in his heart.

"Without birth, monks must be pure in the six senses, and the spiritual platform is free from dust. As long as the mind has no desires, there will naturally be no invasion of all evil." said Huxu.

"Master, do you have no desire?"

"Of course there is, my practice is still shallow." Huxu said.

"I have it too, and there are many. Master, are you really not afraid of ghosts?"

"Where did the ghost come from? I said, it is because people's hearts are impure." Kongxu said.

"This is the other sentence, I won't say that when you see it." Wusheng said.

The two of them walked along the main road to the outside of the city. At first, the road was surrounded by the cultivated rice fields, which gradually turned into weeds and lush forests. The sky gradually became darker. On the road, there was no pedestrian except the two monks, which was empty and panicking.

After walking for half a day, Wusheng felt very tired and wanted to find a place to sit down and rest. It was too late. In this wilderness, there was no place to stay in the village and behind, and there was no place to shelter from the wind and rain, and there was no place to stay for a night.

"Master, where is the courtyard you mentioned?"

"It's almost here, just ahead, hold on for a while."

I walked forward not long ago and turned into a fork in the road. Not long after I walked in, I saw several big trees growing lushly and a dilapidated courtyard could be seen behind me.

"Sure, who would build such a courtyard in such a remote place?" Wusheng muttered.

After getting closer, I saw broken arms and ruins, full of weeds, and there were still people in the courtyard, more than one person.

"Who?" scolded.

Two torches, four armored soldiers, and four bright knives blocked them. It was the group of soldiers I met during the day.

"Two monks, what are you doing here?"

"Amitabha, several donors, it's already dark. We have been traveling for a day and are exhausted. We want to find a place to stay for a night."

"It's not possible here, go find somewhere else." One of them said.

"There is only such an abandoned courtyard in this area of ​​more than ten miles. Please ask a few donors to make peace with it." Kongxu said.

If it hadn't been too late, he wouldn't have wanted to spend the night with these imperial soldiers, who would have known what accident would have happened.

"Wait." One of them turned around and entered the courtyard. After a while, he came out.

"Get in."

"Thanks."

The master and apprentice walked into the courtyard and saw the prison car parked in a corner outside the courtyard. The prisoners inside were terrible, especially the two children. God knows how long they can last.

Alas, Wusheng sighed secretly.

In the courtyard, several soldiers sat together, making fire and cooking. The leader was the one with thick eyebrows and a cold face. When he saw them coming in, his eyes stared at him, as if he was looking at two prisoners.

"Several donors."

"You go there and don't get close to the prison cart." The leader said.

"Okay." Kongxu nodded.

Then the master and apprentice entered the intercourse.

This courtyard is not small, with three in and three out. I guess it was also a home for a wealthy family before, but for some reason it was abandoned.

The house was covered with dust, and the master and apprentice cleaned up a little.

Gulugu, Wusheng's stomach was clamoring again.

"Come." Kong Xu took out the steamed buns left at noon from the package, one for each person.

Bang, the raindrops fell and hit the green tiles on the roof, making a crisp sound.

It's raining outside,

At the beginning, it became thinner and gradually became heavier. A gust of wind blew, and the cold wind and rain were filled with coldness.

Wusheng looked outside, thinking about the two children in the prison car. How could he withstand such wind and rain at the age of seven or eight? He was already very weak. This wind and rain might even cost them their lives.

"Master."

"Thinking about those two children?" Kongxu said.

"yes."

"Let's go and try it." Kongxu stood up and said.

The master and apprentice left the dilapidated house, and immediately storm came to their faces, falling on their bodies, causing goosebumps.

This wind and rain are so cool,

After opening a broken umbrella, they came outside the yard and saw that the prisoners in the prison car were wet with wind and rain without any cover. The two adults could not sit, so they stood there and let the rain blow the wind. I don’t know how long they could last, but the two children were curled up together, trembling, too pitiful. They walked to the van, but were blocked by the soldiers guarding them with their blades.

"What are you doing?"

"Donor, this heavy rain is pouring, the wind is heavy and the rain is cold. These prisoners are not covered at all, so I am afraid they can't stand it."

"The monk is quite generous. Do you feel sorry for them? Are they their accomplices?" The sword-holding warrior scolded sternly.

"Amitabha, I am a monk who has become a monk, and I am compassionate. I am afraid that they will not be able to survive the capital. If this is true, I am afraid that you will not be able to make a fortune." Kongxu said.

"What does the monk want?"

"I want to give this umbrella to those two children to block the wind and rain a little."

"Go." A soldier waved his hand.

"Thank you for the donor."

Wusheng came to the prison car and handed the umbrella to the prison car. The two children were curled up there and did not dare to reach out. A thunder flashed by, and his thin body was covered with scars. He sighed, silently opened the umbrella and covered them with heads. After thinking about it, he took off the worn monk's robes outside his body and covered them with thin bodies.

"If there is really a Buddha, I hope he will bless you." Wusheng said softly.

Monk Kongxu took off his monk's robe and blocked the old man.

"Thank you, Master, I'm afraid you will be implicated." The old man's voice was weak.

"The four elements of monks are empty, so how can they get the consequences?"

"You two monks are so kind!"

A voice came, a man stood in the rain with an umbrella, a pair of red glasses staring at the master and apprentice, who were the leaders of this group of soldiers.

"Say, what is your relationship with Gu Nanpo?"
Chapter completed!