Chapter Eighty-Nine: This Fucking Talent Is It

For some reason, the Buddhas of the Sakya sect all look like Maitreya Buddha.

Perhaps this is the original source of the heart.

At the first sight of the Grand Lama of Morgen, Bao Chengxian was in high esteem.

He is a Ming person, not very familiar with the Lamaism believed in the grassland, originally wanted to put his hands together and shout 'Amitabha', but Sun Guoxin put a white Hada on his hand, Bao Chengxian was stunned for a moment, and immediately put a smile on his face, and personally hung the white Hada on the neck of the great lama with both hands.

Sun Guoxin's face turned a little green when he saw this scene, and the etiquette of offering Hada to the master was not like this.

The Grand Lama, who seemed to be a very easy-going person, took the Hada from his neck and examined it carefully, and then said to Bao Chengxian: "Do you offer the Snow Hada in the hope that the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas will remove all your karma and dirt and obtain the light of your own nature like pure moonlight?" ”

Bao Chengxian was dumbfounded, and hurriedly pushed Sun Guoxin to the front, and saw Sun Guoxin clasping his hands together and saluting: "We only ask for the Dharma of the Guru to shine, so that this city of calamity can be bathed in the light of the Buddha, eternal peace, and eternal auspiciousness." ”

When the great lama heard this, he nodded his fat head and said: "Planting auspiciousness is planting white lotus, and planting white lotus is purifying all sentient beings, good, good." ”

Sun Guoxin invited the great lama to go up to the city wall to have a look, and the great lama looked at Bao Chengxian and said, "Your subordinates are good." ”

Bao Chengxian said with a smile; "How about the Guru serving the Guru these days, thanks to his attention?"

The great lama glanced at Bao Chengxian and said, "Build a pergola for me, and from today I will chant a thousand times for this city to quench its fire." ”

Bao Cheng touched the ash of his nose first, pushed Sun Guoxin forward again, and said, "Master, but there is a need, just give orders." ”

After speaking, he fled down the city wall.

The great lama said to Sun Guoxin: "Are you willing to worship under the old monk? ”

Sun Guoxin knelt down and said, "Ask the master for advice!" ”

The great lama said: "Open the door of the Quartet, and make it for you!" ”

After speaking, he stretched out a hand and pressed it on the top of Sun Guoxin's head and said: "When you come to my door, there are thousands of joys, thousands of worries, thousands of difficulties, and all kinds of suffering, can you hold it?" ”

Sun Guoxin put his hands on the ground and continued: "Originally entered the Fa. ”

The great lama smiled and said, "Good man, you are already in the Dharma, why bother to divide the door inside and outside, but they are all corporals of the Buddha's seat." ”

Sun Guoxin said: "The disciple knows, from now on, he should devote himself to the Buddha, promote the Dharma, and leave thousands of treasures for the world. ”

The Grand Lama laughed and said, "Okay, good, first build the first jungle of the Naturalization City to show the Buddha's compassion." ”

Sun Guoxin bowed his head and said, "The disciple knows." ”

After the great lama finished speaking, he closed his eyes and sat on the high city wall, facing the solemn face of the rising sun.

Sun Guoxin went down the city wall and saw Bao Chengxian guarding under the city wall, and when he saw him coming, he grabbed Sun Guoxin and said, "What did the great lama say?" ”

Sun Guoxin said: "People want a temple, and they can't delay. ”

Bao Chengxian gritted his teeth and said, "Damn the monk." ”

Sun Guoxin said resentfully: "For the sake of the city guard, the humble post has now become a member of the monks." ”

"Huh? Have you become a lama? ”

"Almost, now it's a good man in people's mouths, city lord, do you know what's a good man?"

Bao Chengxian said with a smile: "I know, I know, the person who pays for the Buddha is a good man, and the woman who pays for the Buddha is a good woman." ”

Sun Guoxin looked at Bao Chengxian for a long time and sighed and said: "You are right, let's say it first, I, a good man, am a poor bastard."

Originally, they wanted the lord of the city to be a good man, but because you just misunderstood the etiquette and said the wrong thing, they put the good man on me.

City Lord, you know me, I don't have any money. “

Bao Chengxian laughed and said: "You don't have money now, I don't guarantee that you won't have money in the future, boy, I will entrust you with the collection of summer grain this year." ”

Sun Guoxin was overjoyed, and said again and again: "Thank you for the cultivation of the city lord." ”

Bao Chengxian patted Sun Guoxin's shoulder with satisfaction and said, "Work hard, as long as I'm still here, you have a chance to make a fortune." ”

Seeing off the proud Bao Chengxian, Sun Guoxin returned to his room, rubbed his face vigorously, and said to himself: "It's okay to be a lackey of the Jiannu dog slave, but now it's okay, and I've become a little lama of his mother."

If this continues, Lao Tzu will definitely become a madman. ”

Complaining is complaining, Sun Guoxin still honestly sat on the table to record the conversation between himself and the Great Lama and Bao Chengxian, so that he could hand it over to special talents to study and judge, and make the next plan according to the current situation.

After writing the paperwork, Sun Guoxin looked at the document again, and suddenly hit a spirit, because he saw a very bad sign from the paperwork.

Then he sighed, fell on the bed and muttered, "Lao Tzu's life is so bitter." ”

"Lao Tzu's life is so bitter!"

Fan San also shouted when he was put on the bar with four hooves upside down.

When he entered the farm, he deliberately chose the most remote room, and when he pushed the door open with a knife, he found that there were actually a dozen men sitting in this small room, and these men were sitting around a long table for a meeting.

Seeing the appearance of the young man sitting on the main seat who seemed to be smiling, Fan San decisively threw away the knife in his hand and knelt on his knees, just begging that these people who were obviously bandits could spare his life.

"Fan San, how did you come back alive from the battlefield?"

Hearing the young man at the head say this, Fan San fell to the ground softly, at this moment, he already understood that he had worked hard all night, and finally fell into the net.

Zhang Guozhu couldn't help laughing, this guy who had been looking for them for a day and a night finally showed up.

The big guy finally didn't have to discuss whether he had been trampled into a pulp by the war horse or torn apart by artillery.

"Marmot Cave, ......"

After listening to Fan San's explanation, Zhang Guozhu looked at the ashamed men and said, "The cleaning of the battlefield is still not thorough enough." ”

A teenager came over and grabbed Fan San's ear, and was about to knife him in the neck.

In Fan Sansheng's tearful plea for mercy, Zhang Guozhu stopped the ashamed young man and said, "I think this person should still be useful." ”

One teenager said, "It's not something we should be involved in. ”

Zhang Guozhu said: "So, I'm going to send it to Xiaoxiao." ”

Being carried away blindfolded on a pole was naturally a very painful thing, but fortunately, it didn't take long for Fan San to be thrown to the ground by everyone.

The voice of a comfortable-sounding young man rang out in the room: "One thousand one hundred and twenty-four people are complete, aren't they?" ”

"None of them have slipped through the net, there is another living one here, I thought you might be useful, so I sent it to you."

It was the voice of the young man who had caught him.

Fan San tried his best to twist on the ground, hoping to attract the attention of the young man with a nice voice, if he didn't move and was disposed of as useless waste, it would be too wrong.

"Who is this man?"

"Back to the big hero, the small one is Fan San, the servant of Fan Xiaoshan, a big businessman in Zhangjiakou, my old man's family has a lot of money, and his wealth can be channeled.

The villain is still of some use to our lord, if the heroes are short of silver taels, you can exchange the small cheap meat for two silver flowers. ”

"Oh? So, your lord is willing to ransom you with silver? ”

"It's true, although the two heroes have a big mouth, as long as the little one can go back, no matter how much money it costs, my master is willing."

"How?"

Fan San said sincerely: "The small one this time is to follow the cavalry of the Jianzhou people to the Elechuan, to be honest, these Jianzhou cavalry have something to do with our master, and now the cavalry has been killed by the heroes."

My lord must not be able to explain to the people of Jianzhou, at this time, my minion is the only living mouth in this war, even if it is worthless on weekdays, it should be worth ten thousand yuan at this time.

If you heroes don't kill me, I will definitely return to my lord according to the words explained by the heroes after I go back, and my lord will report to the people of Jianzhou like this.

The reason why the heroes want to kill all the people is nothing more than to kill them.

However, have you ever thought about it, if my last living mouth is crushed to death by your heroes like a bedbug, can the people of Jianzhou lose thousands of cavalry in vain, can they give up?

They will definitely give an order to the Mongols here to investigate this matter thoroughly, even if your heroes are invincible in the world, and the Mongols are all killed by you, will the people of Jianzhou stand idly by?

As long as the matter does not come to light one day, the people of Jianzhou will not give up the investigation for a day.

If you heroes spare the lives of villains, I will go back and say that they have encountered the officials and soldiers of Datong Mansion and killed all of them.

In this way, this matter has nothing to do with the heroes and heroes, if you can continue to do your own business, let the people of Jianzhou fight with the Ming border army, I think you heroes must have a ready-made cheap here to pick up.

After the success of this matter, the little one picked up a life, my lord saved his net worth, the Jianzhou people found the enemy, the official army killed the Jiannu people, the heroes and heroes got a big bargain, and everyone did not suffer, what do you think? ”

Qian Shaoshao and Zhang Guozhu listened to Fan San's words, looked at each other, and after a while, Qian Shaoshao said in surprise: "This is a fucking talent." ”