"Do you want someone to die or choose yourself?" The person in front of the door was wearing a buckle, a straw rope tied with a black scarf, and a strange voice, but his words were filled with oppression.

The entrance and exit of the City God Temple are all based on this door. At this moment, they were blocked by the man in Mai, and the small room turned into a prison sentence because of the man in Mai.

After the waiter stepped down to the altar, he bowed and smiled and said, "Young Master, I'm afraid this is not good, right? This guy on the ground, my master asked him to discuss something important, so please do it."

The man in Ma was unmoved, but just took a step forward and looked at the waiter coldly. After being suppressed by this momentum, the waiter was full of vigilance and couldn't help but hold the altar with both hands, bowed his waist to look at the person coming, and the incense burner on the table trembled, for fear that the man in Ma was coming.

The man in Mai narrowed his eyes and hummed in his throat, "The white ape offers peaches?"

He stomped his feet on the ground with one foot, and the bricks and stones in front of him cracked, bounced up more than one person high, waved his palm and hit him straight to Xiaoer's door.

The man in Mai was called a broken move, and the waiter no longer hid it. With a laugh, he changed his previous low-key manner, his eyes flashed and his lips smiled slantedly. It was reflected in Mai Mai's eyes, but it was completely different from the previous one, and his treacherous face was fully exposed.

It was a time to speak, and then it was fast; Xiaoer punched the incense burner and kicked the altar.

The incense burner hit the bricks and stones, and a sound broke out, and the furnace flew away; Xiao Er's eyes lit up, and he could leave easily as long as he avoided the man in a mahjong. He took Lu Changwen away while the chaos was in trouble, and he could kill two birds with one stone. When his heart turned, he was already moving like a rabbit and headed straight to the temple gate.

The man in Mayi's body was not moving, and he saw the altar hitting the altar with a sound of a cry. He held his left palm, his right hand bent into claws, and he grabbed it out with lightning. He heard a muffled groan of a waiter; the altar hit the ground angrily, and four legs hit the ground at the same time, with a puff, landing in its original place, three feet into the ground.

The two of them met with fists and feet but only for tea cups. Several people stopped outside the temple and visited inward.

The man in Mai knew very well that there were many people here and there were mixed eyes, which was easy to cause trouble. Seeing that Lu Changwen had not yet woken up, he tried it in front of Lu Changwen's nose and breathed smoothly, without any serious damage. He reached out and took out paper and pen in Lu Changwen's vagina and wrote the note in a hurry. When he raised his legs and walked outside the temple, he was not sure whether it was intentional or unintentional. Lu Changwen's foot was kicked into the Yongquan point on the bottom of his foot. Even if Lu Changwen fainted, he hummed in his throat because of the sudden pain. The man in Mai had left the temple gate and disappeared in his breath.

A few passers-by were left behind to watch the fun. Looking at Lu Changwen who had not yet woken up, no one came forward, for fear of another change, and it would be a bad thing if it would harm him.

It is said that people who are seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck. At this moment, the people who are watching express these four words to the fullest.

After a while of curiosity, several passers-by seemed to lack interest, and the teacup was completely dispersed, leaving Lu Changwen alone on the ground without anyone caring about it...

When Lu Changwen woke up, he was about to get up, and suddenly felt a pain in his back into his heart and lungs. If his bones were cracked and his flesh was torn, his forehead was instantly sweaty. He held his breath and supported most of his body. All the weight was supported by his right elbow. After moving his right leg a little, he fell again. The roof leaked and the tiles shone on the ground, but it was very cold. He took a rest for half an hour before he could barely get up, left the temple gate, stood against the wall, took a deep breath, and his stomach kept muffled, and he remembered that he had not yet entered the rice until now.

The hand habitually reaches into the bag and searches, pen, ink, paper and inkstone, "The Great Learning" and "The Doctrine of the Mean", nothing else.

The war drum in his abdomen shook the sky, swallowed his saliva, covered his stomach with one hand and rubbed it left and right, hoping that it would last for a few more hours.

But I felt a note in my palm, turned around and looked at the moonlight, "Go away from here quickly."

The handwriting is sloppy, obviously written in a hurry.

But the strokes were wild, like a silver hook with iron markings. A few strokes were so strong that they penetrated the back of the paper, but the edges of the note were red. When you put them in front of your nose, you smelled it, and there was a faint smell of blood.

Lu Changwen was shocked and confused. He wanted to look again, but suddenly he smelled a fire/medicine smell. Before he could take a closer look, the note in his hand had turned into ashes in the fire.

Seeing that there was no one around, Lu Changwen shook off the ashes on his hand, put away his bags, and ran quickly towards the city gate.

I stretched the walls and leaned against willows, drilled into black and mud, and about half a stick of incense, I had reached the city wall, and I lowered my head and walked towards the city gate along the base of the wall.

The soldiers guarding the city were already trapped and trembled. When they rubbed their eyes, they saw Lu Changwen coming out of the corner of the wall. Besides, they looked panicked, so they still left the city at night, so they naturally had to interrogate more.

Lu Changwen answered one by one, and there were frequent wars here. The soldiers heard that Lu Changwen was trying to take the exam, so they patiently persuaded Lu Changwen to join the army, and they might be able to obtain a single and half position. It is not known.

"Even if you have been in a ten-year journey, you can't be as valuable as a general." Seeing Lu Changwen listening seriously, the soldiers grabbed Lu Changwen and wanted to show him a clear way.

"June, I have to tell my family that it is just that I join the army. Look at this city gate? Can it be convenient?" Lu Changwen laughed with her.

"Hmm? If you don't open, you must not open until three o'clock in the morning." The soldier glared at Lu Changwen with his eyes, and immediately stopped talking about the enlistment.

Lu Changwen found a corner to support him, and he had already scolded the defender in the city in his heart, but he had to ask for good words and hoped to leave the city early and stay away from this place of failure.

In fact, there is no deviation in the old saying - the scholar can't explain it clearly when he meets a soldier.

The soldier did not enter and was willing to open the door until the hour of Yin and was unable to break out. Lu Changwen was unable to get angry and could only sit against the wall until the hour of Yin and the third hour passed. The morning bell was slowly passing, and the city was just open.

Lu Changwen stood up overjoyed, clasped his fists hard to thank the soldiers, and suddenly heard the Buddha's name Gao Xuan behind him, and then watched the soldiers guarding the city. They all folded their hands together, lowered their eyebrows and looked respectful to them, and called Master Yuanmu.

Lu Changwen turned around in surprise and saw a monk wearing straw sandals and walking slowly.

What's strange is that this person has fair skin and handsome appearance, with a smile on his lips, but his eyes are full of sadness; he is about six feet tall and his arms are very long.

He was covered in gray-white monk's robe covered with patches, but he could not hide his nobleness. He raised his palm and bowed to the soldiers to pay his respects. He had a string of rosary beads on his hand, each of which was soft and smooth, and the light flowed. He knew that it was because this monk had been playing with for a long time.

Yuanmu looked at Lu Changwen and nodded, "Morning bells and evening drums awakened the world's fame and fortune guests." Monk Yuanmu suddenly said.

"The Buddha's name and sutra call back the dreamer in the sea of ​​suffering." Lu Changwen meditated for a moment and slowly followed.

Master Yuanmu was stunned and looked relieved: "The little donor has a fate with my Buddha, so it is important to hurry up and there is no need to be too polite."

"How did the master know that I was going to rush to the road instead of entering the city?" Lu Changwen clasped his hands and was quite angry when the monk saw through it, and immediately refuted.

"The provincial examination has passed, and the little donor looks sad. Looking outside the city, and with a scholarly face, it must be that the provincial examination failed, and he is worried about how to meet his parents at home." Yuanmu's tone was peaceful, but a few words were reasonable and well-founded. Lu Changwen opened his mouth but could not find a suitable reason to make a sophist.

"Master wise, I admire it. The journey is long and I need to take one step ahead. Master, please forgive me." Lu Changwen turned around and stepped out of the city.

I never thought that a strange wind would blow, my eyes were sand, and I raised my hand and rubbed it for a while, which made my eyes red and swollen, my eyelids twitch and tears kept flowing.

I really don’t know that the village a hundred miles away has turned upside down, and my father Lu Wending’s eyes are also red at this moment, and he wishes he could choose someone to eat.

Everyone in the village is in danger, even if they don’t leave their homes, and some people can’t sleep at night.

There was a wooden table and a wooden chair at the entrance of the village. A middle-aged man who looked like a master held a wolf's hair in his hand and wrote to the roster. The official behind him was full of anger. For several days, the people in the village kept their doors away, which made him very angry.

"If there is no army, can you farm well here? Letting you join the army is like beheading you! Hey hey, what's the name of that guy who died in the village two days ago?" The official suddenly patted the middle-aged man and asked roughly.

"Lu... the third brother..." said the middle-aged man trembled, his whole body trembling like a sieve, and his face was almost stuck to the list.

"If it weren't for another country's offense, how could he have died? Write it up quickly." Seeing the middle-aged man's slow writing, the official snatched it, asked for his name, and wrote the three words Lu Dingwen on the list, but the words were like turtles crawling, which was hard to see.

This middle-aged man was able to read and write for a long time thanks to Professor Lu Dingwen, and he also obtained a documentary position in the prefectures and counties. Therefore, he respected Lu Dingwen very much. He wanted to take the opportunity to delay, but now he backfired. He felt depressed and regretful for a moment. Seeing the sunset and thinking in his heart, he decided to find an opportunity to paint his name.

Lu Changwen walked and stopped all the way. When the sunset fell from the mountain, he was ten miles away from the village. There was smoke curling in the village in the distance, but his legs were like lead, and he walked slowly. He finally leaned on the big tree next to the road and moved two more steps to hide his body.

I closed my eyes and meditated for a moment, opened my eyes so hard that I walked towards the village, but after a few steps, I turned back. After a few times, I leaned heavily on the tree trunk again, my teeth chewed, and words such as "garbage, waste" appeared in my heart. My throat rolled several times, and I was almost blurted out.

"At worst, I'm just going to get beaten up, just start over," Lu Changwen muttered, moving towards the village again, gradually taking firm steps and strides.

At this time, it was dark, and Lu Changwen was the only one on the road, so he no longer had to worry about meeting an acquaintance. However, to be on the safe side, he still walked along the path. He moved away immediately after a little movement. After going around in circles, he went around under the back wall of the ancestral hall.

Just as he was about to leave, the muffled sounds in the ancestral hall made Lu Changwen stop. Because the house was tall and thick, even though he was listening with his ears, he still had to put his ears on the wall.

After waiting for a teacup, he didn't hear any sound. Lu Changwen was already impatient. Just as he was about to get up, a wave of air passed through the wall. He felt like a hammer between his chest and abdomen, and his whole body rose from the ground and fell heavily to the ground.

Looking at the back wall of the ancestral hall, several large bags were bulging and scattered everywhere on the wall. This scared Lu Changwen so much that he didn't care about the direction, so he forced himself to run away.

If your life is gone, you will lose nothing. Lu Changwen still understands this simple truth very well.

Just as he took a step, he ran into the person in front of him. At this moment, escaping was important. Lu Changwen was almost cursing, but when he heard the Buddha's name proclaiming, he was very familiar with it. He looked carefully with the moonlight and found that he was Master Yuanmu who had met in Luoyang City Gate.

He said he would leave quickly, and went forward to grab Yuanmu's wrist and wanted to escape from this place. Yuanmu's body had not moved, but Lu Changwen staggered backward and almost fell to the ground.

"It's really troublesome," Lu Changwen said impatiently.

He squatted halfway and said anxiously, "Master, come up, I'll carry you. There are monsters in this ancestral hall. If you are late, you will die." While urging, his palms are facing up and he incited quickly. It seemed quite anxious, and even the slight swelling and pain in the heart and lungs had no time to take care of.

"Little friend, the monk understands it, so good, so good." Yuanmu spoke, and his voice was like a clear spring, invading Lu Changwen's heart and lungs. If snow meets the morning sun, it melts rapidly, and the swelling and pain will also be relieved.

Lu Changwen said anxiously: "I'm so kind. You monk, you are so lucky. You are so lucky. You are such a lump of wood." He looked around with his eyes, afraid that the monster would appear.

Yuanmu couldn't resist, so he grabbed Lu Changwen and stepped on the wind and sand, and walked away in his breath.

Lu Changwen saw the yellow sand under his feet retreating like an arrow, and his heart suddenly tightened. He wanted to scream, but he could not speak or move. Yuanmu had already realized that he had sealed the sandalwood and two mute holes after he grabbed it.

About an hour later, Lu Changwen took a look. Yuanmu's face was as normal, his breathing was stable, and he was not tired at all.

Although he was surprised, he could not speak, so he could only look at Yuanmu timidly, but he was extremely curious about Yuanmu. Even if the horse could be so fast, it was unknown, and Yuanmu could chase the wind and walk on the dust with his feet.

It is almost as close to the shrinking ground in the mouth of Storyteller. If you are proficient in this way, where can the world be so big that it cannot be reached and where can it not be reached?

And the previous affairs of the ancestral hall must have been related to it. Thinking about it like this, wouldn’t I be in danger?

Maybe this monk was wrapped in a bloody thief under his compassionate skin?

I just listened to Yuanmu Heshan's words: "Is the donor good?"

When Lu Changwen heard this, he sneered in his heart. He just called Xiaoyou, but now he called him donor. The fox's tail really couldn't hide it.

Dad, mom, the child is unfilial!!! The kindness of raising one can only be repaid in the next life.

Lu Changwen fell to the ground as soon as he touched the ground. He wanted to get up and escape, but Yuanmu's actions stunned him, and what shocked him even more was what Yuanmu said next.

Yuanmu grabbed three golden leaves from his arms and gave Lu Changwen who was about to speak, "Your mother is dead, I will give you 10% of your internal strength. You can hide in a place with few people for three days before you can save your life."

He immediately held Lu Changwen's hands tightly. As his palms became hot, Lu Changwen felt the heat in his limbs and bones rising, warm and comfortable.
Chapter completed!