Tomorrow

Chapter 89 This **** thing is a talent

For some reason, the buddhas of the Sakya School look very much like Maitreya Buddha.

Perhaps this is the original source of Xiangyou Xinsheng.

Bao Chengxian expressed his respect for the first time he saw the Great Lama Morgen.

He is from Daming and is not very familiar with Lamaism on the grassland. He wanted to put his hands together and shout "Amitabha Buddha", but Sun Guoxin put a white hada in his hand. Bao Chengxian froze for a moment and gave it to him immediately. With a smile on his face, he personally hung the white hada on the lama's neck with both hands.

When Sun Guoxin saw this scene, his face was a little green. The etiquette of offering Hada to the master was not like this.

The great lama seemed to be a very easy-going person. He took the Hada from his neck and checked it carefully, and then said to Bao Chengxian: "You offer the snow Hada, hoping that the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas can remove all your karma, dirt, and get clean. Is the moon-like self bright?"

Bao Chengxian was dumbfounded, and quickly pushed Sun Guoxin to the front. He saw Sun Guoxin put his hands together and saluted him: "We only want the Buddha's Dharma to be illuminated by the master, so that this disaster city can be bathed in the light of Buddha, forever peaceful and auspicious."

The great lama heard the words and said with a little fat head: "Planting auspicious is to plant white lotus, and planting white lotus is to save all living beings, good, good."

Sun Guoxin invited the great lama to go up to the city wall to take a look. The great lama looked at Bao Chengxian and said, "You have a good man."

Bao Chengxian said with a smile; "It is highly valued by the master, so how about letting him serve the master these days?"

The great lama looked at Bao Chengxian and said, "Build a pergola for me. From today on, I will chant a thousand times for this city to eliminate its fire."

Bao Cheng first touched the ashes of his nose, and pushed Sun Guoxin to the front again and said: "The master has needs, just ask."

After speaking, he fled down the city wall as if to escape.

The great lama said to Sun Guo: "Would you like to worship the old monk?"

Sun Guoxin knelt down and said: "Seeking advice from the master!"

The great lama said: "Open the doors of the four directions and enlighten you!"

After speaking, he stretched out a hand and placed it on Sun Guoxin's head and said: "When you enter my door, there are all kinds of joys, all kinds of sorrows, all kinds of difficulties, all kinds of suffering, can you hold on?"

Sun Guoxin put his hands on the ground and continued, "I entered the Dharma."

The lama smiled and said: "Good man, you are already in the Dharma, why separate the inside and outside, but they are all corporal Buddha."

Sun Guotong said: "The disciple knows, from now on, we will be dedicated to the Buddha, promote the Dharma, and save thousands of treasures for the world."

The lama laughed and said: "Okay, okay, first build the first jungle of Guihua City, to show the Buddha's compassion."

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

After speaking, the great lama closed his eyes and sat on the high wall, facing the majestic Chaoyang Baoxiang.

Sun Guoxin got down the city wall and saw Bao Chengxian guarding under the city wall. Seeing him coming, he grabbed Sun Guo and said, "What did the great lama say?"

Sun Guo said: "People want a temple, and it can't be delayed."

Bao Cheng first gritted his teeth and said, "Damn the monk."

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

"Huh? Are you a lama?"

"Almost, now I am a good man in the family. Do you know what is a good man?"

Bao Chengxian smiled and said: "Know, know, those who pay for the Buddha are good men, and the women who pay for the Buddha are good women."

Sun Guoxin looked at Bao Chengxian for a long time and sighed: "You are right. Say yes first. I am a good man but a pauper.

People originally asked the city lord to be a good man. Just because you made a mistake in etiquette and said the wrong thing, they put the good man on me.

Lord, you know me, I have no money. "

Bao Chengxian laughed and said: "You have no money now, and there is no guarantee that you will have no money in the future, boy, I will entrust you with this summer grain collection."

Sun Guoxin was overjoyed and repeatedly said, "Thanks to the city lord for his humble job."

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

After sending away the proud Bao Chengxian, Sun Guoxin returned to his room, rubbed his face vigorously, and said to himself: "It's okay to be a running dog as a slave dog. It's better now, and he has become his mother. Little lama.

If this continues, Lao Tzu will definitely become a lunatic. "

Complaining and complaining, Sun Guoxin still sat down on the table honestly and recorded the dialogue between himself and the great Lama and Bao Chengxian, so that he could leave it to special talents to study and judge, and make the next plan according to the current situation.

After writing the essay, Sun Guoxin read the essay again, and suddenly struck a spirit, because he saw a very bad sign in the essay.

Then he let out a long sigh, fell on the bed and muttered to himself: "I have a hard life."

"Lao Tzu's life is so bitter!"

Fan San also yelled like this when he was put on the bar with his four hoofs upside down.

When entering the farm, he deliberately chose the most remote house, and when he opened the door with a knife, he discovered that there were a dozen men sitting in this small house. Meeting around the table.

Looking at the smile of the young man sitting on the main seat, Fan San decisively dropped the knife in his hand and knelt on his knees, begging that these obviously bandits could spare him his life.

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

Hearing what the headed young man said, Fan San fell softly to the ground. At this moment, he already understood that he ran for a night and finally fell into the net.

Zhang Guozhu couldn't help but smile, the guy they had been searching for all day and night, finally showed up.

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

"Marmot Hole..."

After listening to Fan San's explanation, Zhang Guozhu looked at the shameful men and said, "Cleaning the battlefield is still not thorough enough."

A young man walked over and grabbed Fan San's ear, and was about to drop a knife towards his neck.

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

A teenager said: "This is not something we should intervene."

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

It is naturally very painful to be carried on a pole blindfolded. Fortunately, it was not long before Fan San was thrown on the ground by everyone.

A very comfortable-sounding young man's voice sounded in the room: "One thousand one hundred and twenty-four people are all here, right?"

"No one missed the net, there is another living here. I think you might be useful, so I sent it to you."

This is the voice of the young man who grabbed him.

Fan San tried 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 treated as useless waste by others, it would be too wrong.

"Who is this person?"

"Return to the great hero, the younger one is Fan San, the servant of Fan Xiaoshan, a big businessman in Zhangjiakou.

The villain still has a little use for our master. If you hero lacks silver, you can trade the little **** for two silver flowers. "

"Oh? So, your master is willing to redeem you with money?"

"It's true. Although the two heroes speak loudly, as long as the youngest can go back, my master is willing to spend no matter how much money they spend."

"How to say?"

Fan San said sincerely: "This time the young one came to Chilechuan with the Jianzhou cavalry. To be honest, these Jianzhou cavalry have something to do with our master. Now the cavalry has been killed by heroes. One clean.

My master must not be able to explain to the Jianzhou people. At this time, my slave is the only livelihood in this war. Even if it is worthless on weekdays, it should be worth a lot at this time.

If the heroes don't kill me, after I go back, I will report to my master according to what the heroes told me, and my master will also report to the Jianzhou people in the same way.

The reason why the heroes want to kill everyone clean is nothing more than to kill their mouths.

But, have you ever thought about it? If my last livelihood is crushed to death by your heroes as bugs~www.wuxiahere.com~ Could it be that the Jianzhou people lost thousands of cavalry for nothing, could they just let it go?

They will definitely give the Mongols here an order to thoroughly investigate this matter. Even if the heroes are invincible, the Mongols will be killed cleanly by you. Would the Jianzhou people stand by?

As long as things don’t come to light, Jianzhou people will not give up on the investigation.

If the heroes leave the villain to their lives, I will say that they have encountered the officers and soldiers of Datong Mansion and let the family be killed.

In this way, this matter has nothing to do with heroes and heroes. If you can continue to do your own unprofitable business, let the Jianzhou people and the Ming border army fight you to death. I think you heroes, there must be ready-made cheap. You can pick it up.

After the success of this incident, the little one took his life. My master saved his wealth, the Jianzhou people found their enemies, the army killed Jian slaves, the heroes got a big deal, and everyone didn’t suffer. What do you think? ? "

Qian Shaoshao and Zhang Guozhu looked at each other after hearing Fan San's words. For a long while, Qian Shaoshao said in surprise: "This **** is a talent."