In Luoyang City, Wei Zheng and others received information that Shaolin Temple was surrounded and were shocked. After some investigation, they found out that somehow the news had been leaked. The people knew that Shaolin Temple had food, which caused disaster.

So after a little calculation, Wei Zheng had a problem.

"General Zhang, aren't you going to take revenge? Now is a great time."

Zhang Liang was overjoyed and laughed wildly: "God helps me, General Hou, and I will help you with five thousand men and step on the Shaolin Temple."

Wei Zheng stopped him and said, "No, this time you can't not only not bring people, but also disguised as a refugee."

"Previous Wei, why is it so unhappy? Wouldn't it be enough to just rush forward?

They killed more than 10,000 of our soldiers, of course it was worth it to pay for the blood debts and blood." Zhang Liang complained.

Hou Junji next to him smiled and persuaded, "Old Zhang, you are such a reckless man. Think about it, the people angrily suppressed Shaolin Temple, which is different from the imperial court sending troops to pacify Shaolin Temple."

Zhang Liang sneered and said, "What's the difference? Didn't they all kill those bald heads?"

Wei Zheng said: "Your Majesty has long been disgusted with Buddhism's transcendence. However, the foundation of Buddhism is too deep and difficult to eradicate. If the court sends troops to pacify Shaolin Temple, it will only be a cut off the Buddhist sect. In the future, decades will pass, and the Buddhist sect will rise again and harm the people, so such a huge problem is inappropriate.

But it would be different if the people spontaneously pushed the Shaolin Temple. In this way, the scandals of Buddhism exposed the world and everyone was disgusted by the people. I am afraid that the bald monks in the whole world will turn into rats crossing the street and everyone will shout and beat them. Buddhism can also be removed from the root of the root."

After hearing Wei Zheng's explanation, everyone nodded one after another. Zhang Liang curled his lips and said, "You are more cruel than me. No wonder they said that no one can mess with you Wei Hei-faced."

You guy...

Everyone laughed, and Cheng Yaojin smoothed out the situation and said, "Old Zhang, don't be ungrateful. Think about it, is it a skill to rely on the army to take revenge?

Those monks drove the refugees to destroy Luoyang. Now you also sneak in and do some tricks, drive the refugees to beat up the mother, and use these Buddhist believers to come back and tear their nests. Hey, it’s all satisfying to think about it.”

Well!… Zhang Liang’s eyes lit up and his grinned, even his back teeth were exposed.

"You don't have to bring too many people this time, just take your own 200 personal soldiers. All of them will be explained, and you will change your face and hide your identity." Wei Zheng reminded.

Yuchi Gong, who had been sitting and resting, shouted: "Take my personal soldiers with me, and take revenge into my part."

Cheng Yaojin followed and said, "If you still lack people, my personal soldiers will also lend them to you, which is absolutely reliable."

Wei Zheng hurriedly stopped him and said, "Don't make a fuss. You can't use too many people. Just bring Zhang Liang and Jingde's personal soldiers. You must be reliable and not disclose any news.

By the way, you must not take your adopted sons.”

Zhang Liang focused his attention, "Don't mention that group of wolf-hearted things. Now there are ones that count and one, and they all take me the severe punishment and question. I want to see how many spies there are? If you meet any strangers in the world in the future, they will tell me that they will adopt their adopted son, and I will kill one."

Puff... Everyone laughed. Zhang Liang is really a reckless man. If someone asks you to adopt a child, you will be fine. Just like recruiting soldiers, you will raise five hundred people in one hand. It would be strange if nothing happened.

Outside Shaolin Temple, as time goes by, more and more people are surrounding them, and there are no 100,000 or 50,000. This is not counting, there are still people on the road outside.

The Shaolin abbot had already convened three meetings with the senior high-level officials of the temple, but there was still no substantial progress. No one expected that the previous method of envoys to Luoyang City would be repaid in his temple so quickly.

An old monk with white beard sighed: "The Buddha said that everything has cause and effect. The old monk has long advised you to commit less murder, but he didn't expect that this retribution would come so quickly."

Monk Huixing of Luohan Hall said angrily: "Mr. Lingguang said sarcastic words at this time? If we had not mediated and managed it, how could Shaolin Temple have flourished today? I'm afraid we are still a group of unknown ascetic monks in the mountains, and they might starve to death one day."

"Hmph, it's just a stinky skin!" the old monk said disdainfully.

The old abbot interrupted the two of them with a light cough and said, "Okay, now is not the time to argue. Brother Lingguang, you have profound Buddhist teachings. Now the disaster is coming. Do you have any good suggestions to save Shaolin?"

Monk Huixing was a little dissatisfied and thought to himself, Abbot, are you confused? What is the use of asking a monk who only knows how to practice Zen?

Master Lingguang closed his eyes slightly, and after a moment he spoke: "Since it is a cause and effect, you can overcome the disaster by understanding the cause and effect. The people ask for help. If we turn them out, we will cut off their life path. It is not advisable. When we open the door to provide disaster relief, we can calm the anger of the people and make a good relationship."

"What? No, absolutely not!

Uncle Lingguang, do you know how many people are outside? At least 50,000, 50,000! Not five or fifty, tens of thousands of people.

How capable is our Shaolin Temple to support these tens of thousands of people?”

This time it was not just Monk Huixing, but many monks objected.

"Close down in troubled times without dirt is the ancestral teaching, and we must not disobey!" The head of the precepts school opposed.

The old abbot had not been moved, just watching his subordinates discussing each other. The reason why he asked his junior brother Lingguang was because he knew that the realm and vision of Lingguang were few in Shaolin Temple, and he was definitely not a fool who only knew how to recite scriptures.

Master Lingguang said lightly: "Since that's the case, it's all right for the people to come to collect debts and demolish the temple. It's just a cycle of retribution. Let the Shaolin heritage be destroyed."

you……

"Hmph, Senior Brother Lingguang is so high. You are also a Buddhist disciple and a Shaolin person. What are the benefits of being destroyed by the temple? Can you gloat about it?" Someone said unconvincedly.

The abbot of Shaolin stopped and said sternly: "Okay, don't make any noise."

You misunderstood Junior Brother Lingguang. The junior brother's words contain Zen, and he has pointed out the best way to save the temple. You are confused.

I decided to open the door to provide disaster relief!”

"Abbot, no! That's the food in our temple." Many people advised him.

The old abbot waved his hand and pressed everyone: "I haven't finished speaking yet.

Although 50,000 people surrounded Shaolin, none of them knew how much food we had in our temple. Now our grain storage is divided into five warehouses, and we sent people to dispatch it overnight to place the food in one of them in the open.

Just open the mountain gate to provide disaster relief. When the food is finished, the people naturally have nothing to say.

It is said that it is a sin to bear a treasure. Without food, there will naturally be no disasters and the people will no longer surround us."

This... everyone was speechless by the abbot's words.

Monk Huixing looked at the abbot, then looked at Master Lingguang who was chanting with his eyes closed, and stepped forward to salute and apologize.

Master Lingguang ignored the abbot's decision and still closed his eyes and meditated.

So the next day when Zhang Liang and his men arrived at Shaolin Temple, he was about to take the lead in causing trouble according to Wei Zheng and others' plans, but who would have thought that Shaolin Temple would open the mountain gate, saying that the Buddha appeared and guided the monks to help the victims.

There were two thousand monks in Shaolin Temple, all of whom were devoted to serving porridge and disaster relief. The 50,000 victims were not in chaos and were in order, which made Zhang Liang feel as if he had eaten a dead fly, and he had nowhere to be angry.

What's more, when they come, they dress up as victims, they must go to get the treasure porridge like other victims.

"Bah! These monks are so slanderous, even worse than the court's disaster relief. What's the quality of this treasure porridge? It's less than half of the court." Zhang Liang scolded while eating, looking at the dark porridge in the bowl, it was really hard to swallow.

"General..." a personal guard whispered.

Um?!

But as soon as he shouted, Zhang Liang glared at him, and the other party quickly changed his words: "Boss, there seems to be no chance in the current situation. Should we withdraw? Or should we eat this with them here?"

Zhang Liang looked around. Sure enough, all the personal guards had a painful expression, and they really couldn't eat this thing.

"Hmph, forget it, let's go back and make a long-term plan. If we dare to say a little ill of Shaolin Temple at this time, I'm afraid these people will be able to eat us alive." Zhang Liang sighed.

Just as they pretended to finish their food and were about to leave, a new situation occurred in front of the gate of Shaolin Temple.

The first monk Huixing of Luohan Hall stood up and announced loudly: "Dear donors, I have only a little bit of food in Shaolin Temple. Originally, this little food was only enough for the monks in the temple to barely survive for twenty days. Now, I have received 50,000 donors at once, and there is no more food in the warehouse.

So after eating this meal, everyone will disperse and run away to escape. We are also preparing to clean up and go out to escape the famine. I hope everyone can seize the opportunity and take advantage of the fact that there are still a few grains of food in their stomachs and can go farther, so they will have a chance to survive.

My Buddha is merciful! Everyone remember that if you have Buddha in your heart, you will have Buddha to save the world!"

Forehead……

Zhang Liang and others were stunned when they heard this. So, it turns out that this Shaolin Temple is just a little bit? Fifty thousand people will die after having a meal?

But the people were grateful to the monk Huixing's words, and their resentment for the closing of Shaolin Temple to avoid disaster was completely transformed into deep gratitude.

It is such a great kindness that people can take out all their food rations to support everyone’s famine and have to follow everyone to escape afterwards. It seems that there are all monks in the temple, and it is true that everyone has always believed in Buddhism.

Zhang Liang cursed disappointedly: "Unfortunately, these bald donkeys have surrendered. They are lucky to live for a few more days and wait until the drought has passed before avenge! Withdraw!"

He quietly took the people back, but at this moment, a bald monk blocked everyone's way.

"Amitabha, good, good, where are the masters of the vegetarian food? I wonder if this vegetarian meal is delicious at noon?"

Zhang Liang didn't want to talk to the other party, so he winked. The captain of his personal guard came up and smiled and said, "You are polite, I am grateful for the life of Shaolin Temple. The vegetarian food is delicious, so I can't bear hunger!

Since Shaolin Temple has no food, we are ready to run away as soon as possible, don’t blame us!"

The captain's words made many guards grin at the back, but it wasn't that? I was hungry after eating that thing. I don't mention the taste.

Everyone thought that they could withdraw by just a few polite words to this little monk, but who would have thought that the other party smiled meaningfully and said, "Is that right? But the little monk has been observing you for a long time, and everyone seems to be very dissatisfied with our meals and it is hard to swallow them one by one.

There was even a donor who threw away all the rice and bowls."

When he spoke, he looked at Zhang Liang, who was arrested and was very embarrassed.

The captain coughed lightly and said, "My brother is sick and his hands are shaking for a while. Don't misunderstand me, Master! There will be a period of time later."

After saying that, he wanted to dodge the other party and leave directly. Unexpectedly, when Zhang Liang passed by the other party, the little monk asked in a low voice: "Hello Wei Xiang?"

Hum? Zhang Liang stopped and his hands were already covering the short knife hidden around his waist.

The other guards also surrounded him with vigilance.

Zhang Liang said with a vicious look: "Little monk, who are you? What do you want to do?"

This little monk is nothing but Di Renjie. He was sent out from the temple to help with the porridge. He had been observing for a long time before he found the group of false victims. He was not sure about the other party's identity, so he tried it.

"Look at you who are gathering together, you should be their leader, right? I wonder if someone named Zhao Zilong of Changshan is not hungry for three days. I am his friend." Di Renjie asked.

Zhao Zilong, Changshan? Isn’t that Xue Rengui?

"So, you are Di Renjie, Du..." Zhang Liang said in surprise.

"I am now called Wukong, just call me Wukong." Di Renjie hurriedly stopped the other party and nodded at the same time.

Zhang Liang looked at the handsome monk, and admired him very much. He went forward and grabbed the other party's wrist and whispered: "I am the governor of Luoyang Zhang Liang, sent by Wei Xiang. I know you are a good boy.

I can't move today, and the opportunity has been missed.

Let's go back with us, you can't stay in this thief's nest anymore."

When Di Renjie heard that it was Zhang Liang, he thought that the person who came was a big enough official position, but he held Zhang Liang backwards and whispered for a while. Zhang Liang's eyes were full of colors and said in surprise: "Are you saying true?"

"Of course, I have shaved my hair. I'm not just a waste of rice to stay here for so many days." Di Renjie said confidently.

"That's great. You kid are really capable. Let's expose these hypocritical monks now."

Di Renjie shouted: "Wait, you definitely won't do this. You have to encourage others to join us. I'll prepare a map for you, and the other food is there.

You are divided into four ways, and choose those people who believe in Buddhism and are not determined to incite, and take them together to copy the secret treasure house of Shaolin Temple's grain storage. In this way, the people will know that they have been deceived. Humph, these monks are waiting to suffer the consequences."

"Haha, I am worthy of being a disciple of Doctor Du. It's really amazing. If you are good, just do what you said.

This time I succeed. Lao Zhang, I owe you a favor. I will go to Chang'an to thank Doctor Du in person." Zhang Liang was overjoyed and immediately began to divide his troops and attack.
Chapter completed!