Chapter 89: This is a fucking talent

For some reason, the Buddhas of the Zega Sect all looked very much like Maitreya Buddha.

Perhaps this is the original source of appearance from the mind.

When Bao Chengxian saw the great Lama of Melgen, he felt respect for him.

He was from the Ming Dynasty and was not very familiar with the Lamaism religion he believed in on the grassland. He originally wanted to put his hands together and shout "Amitabha", but Sun Guoxin put a white Hada in his hand. Bao Chengxian was stunned for a moment, and immediately filled his face with smiles. He personally hung the white Hada around the big lama's neck with both hands.

Sun Guoxin's face turned green when he saw this scene. He was not like this when he presented Hada's etiquette to his master.

The great lama seemed to be a very easy-going person. He took Hada from his neck and checked it carefully, and said to Bao Chengxian: "Do you offer Xuehada to me because you hope that all Buddhas and Bodhisattvas can clear away all your karma and defilements, and obtain the light of your nature like the pure moonlight?"

Bao Chengxian was stunned and quickly pushed Sun Guoxin to the front. Then he saw Sun Guoxin folding his hands together and bowing: "We only hope that the master's Buddhist teachings can shine on all directions, so that this city of disaster can be bathed in the light of Buddha, peace and auspiciousness forever."

When the great lama heard this, his fat head said: "Sourcing good luck means planting white lotus, and planting white lotus means saving all living beings, good, good."

Sun Guoxin invited the big lama to the city wall to watch. The big lama looked at Bao Chengxian and said, "Your subordinates are good."

Bao Chengxian smiled and said, "I am honored by the master, how about he serves the master these days?"

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

Bao Chengxian touched the ashes in his nose and pushed Sun Guoxin forward again and said, "Master, if you need it, please give me instructions."

After saying that, he ran down the city wall as if he was running away.

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

Sun Guoxin knelt down and said, "Please give me advice!"

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

After saying that, he stretched out a hand and pressed it on Sun Guoxin's head and said, "When you come into our door, you will be filled with joy, worries, difficulties, and sufferings. Can you hold on?"

Sun Guoxin held his hands on the ground and continued, "The original Dharma."

The great lama smiled and said, "Good man, you are already in the Dharma gate, why bother with the inner and outer gates? They are all lieutenants of the Buddha."

Sun Guoxin said: "I know that from now on, I will focus on the Buddha, promote the Dharma, and leave thousands of treasures for the world."

The great lama laughed in a long voice and said, "Okay, okay, build the first jungle of Guihua City first to demonstrate the Buddha's compassion."

Sun Guoxin lowered his head and said, "Disciple knows."

After the great lama finished speaking, he closed his eyes and sat on the high city wall, facing Chaoyang Baoxiang solemnly.

When Sun Guoxin got down the city wall, he saw Bao Chengxian guarding under the city wall. When he saw him coming, he grabbed Sun Guoxin and said, "What do you say about the big lama?"

Sun Guoxin said: "They want a temple, and they cannot delay it."

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

Sun Guoxin said resentfully: "For the sake of the city guard, Bei Zhi has now become one of the monks."

"Huh? Have you become a lama?"

"Almost, now they are the kind man they call me. Do you know what a good man is?"

Bao Chengxian smiled and said, "I know, the person who pays money to offer to Buddha is a good man, and the woman who pays money to offer to Buddha is a good woman."

Sun Guoxin looked at Bao Chengxian for a long time and sighed: "You are right, let me say it first, I, a good man, are a pauper."

I originally wanted the city lord to be a good man, but because you made a mistake in etiquette and said the wrong thing just now, I put the good man on me.

City Lord, you know me, I have no money.”

Bao Chengxian laughed and said, "You have no money now, and I won't guarantee that you have no money in the future. Boy, I will entrust you to collect summer grain this year."

Sun Guoxin was overjoyed and bowed repeatedly, "I thanked the city lord for training."

Bao Chengxian patted Sun Guoxin's shoulder with satisfaction and said, "Do it well, as long as I am still here, you have the chance to get rich."

After seeing off the proud Bao Chengxian, Sun Guoxin returned to his room, rubbed his hole hard, and said to himself: "It's okay to be a lackey of Jiannu's dog and slave, but now he's still a little lama.

If this continues, I will definitely become a madman.”

No matter how much he complained, Sun Guoxin still sat honestly on the table to record his conversation with the big lama and Bao Chengxian, so that he could leave it to special talents for analysis and judgment, and make the next plan according to the current situation.

After writing the document, Sun Guoxin read the document again and suddenly shuddered because he saw a very bad sign from the document.

Then he sighed, fell on the bed and muttered to himself, "My life is so miserable."

"My life is so hard!"

Fan San also shouted like this when he was being undone and put his four hooves on the bar.

When he entered the farm, he specially chose the most remote room. When he pushed open the door with a knife, he found that there were more than a dozen men sitting in this small room. These men were sitting around a long table for a meeting.

Looking at the young man sitting in the main seat, Fan San decisively threw away the knife in his hand and knelt on his knees, hoping that these people who were obviously bandits could spare his life.

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

After hearing what the young man in the lead said, Fan San fell softly to the ground. At this moment, he already understood that he had worked hard all night and finally fell into the trap.

Zhang Guozhu couldn't help laughing. The guy they had been looking for for a day and a night finally showed up.

Finally, everyone no longer has to discuss whether he has been trampled into meat paste by war horses or torn to pieces by artillery.

"Marmot Cave..."

After listening to Fan San’s explanation, Zhang Guozhu looked at the shameful men and said, “It’s still not thorough enough to clean the battlefield.”

A young man came over and grabbed Fan San's ear and was about to cut his knife into his neck.

Amid Fan San's crying begging for mercy, Zhang Guozhu stopped the shameful young man and said, "I think this person should be useful."

A teenager said, "This is not something we should interfere."

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

It is naturally a very painful thing to be carried on the bar with someone blindfolded eyes. Fortunately, Fan San was thrown to the ground by everyone.

A young man who sounded very comfortable voice rang in the room: "All one thousand one hundred and twenty-four people are all right?"

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

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

Fan San tried hard to twist on the ground, hoping to attract the attention of the young man with a good voice. If he didn't move and was treated as a useless waste, it would be too unfair.

"Who is this person?"

"Reporting to the great hero, the youngest one is Fan San, a servant from a big businessman in Zhangjiakou. My master is rich and wealthy.

The villain is still useful to us masters. If all the heroes lack silver, they can exchange their small body of meat for two silver flowers."

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

"It's true that even though the two heroes spoke big, as long as the small ones could go back, my master would be willing no matter how much it costs."

“How to say it?”

Fan San said sincerely: "This time I went to Chilechuan with the cavalry of Jianzhou people. To be honest, these Jianzhou cavalry have some connections with our master. Now the cavalry have been killed by all heroes.

My master must not be able to explain to the people of Jianzhou that at this time, I, as a slave, was the only living sect in this war. Even if I am worthless on weekdays, I should be worth a lot of money at this time.

If all the heroes don’t kill me, I will definitely report back to my master as stated by the heroes after I go back, and my master will report to the people of Jianzhou in this way.

The reason why all the heroes killed everyone was nothing more than to silence them.

But, have you ever thought about it? If my last living habit was crushed to death by the heroes as a bed bug, would the Jianzhou people lose thousands of cavalry in vain? Will they give up?

They will definitely order the Mongols here to investigate the matter thoroughly. Even if all the heroes are invincible in the world, the Mongols will be killed by you. Will the Jianzhou people stand by and watch?

As long as the matter is not revealed every day, the people of Jianzhou will not give up on investigation.

If all the heroes keep the villain alive, I will say that they have encountered the official army of Datong Prefecture and have them killed them all.

In this way, this matter has nothing to do with all the heroes. If you can continue to do your own business without any money, let the Jianzhou people fight to the death with the Ming border army. I think all the heroes are good, there must be ready-made cheap here.

After this incident was successful, the young man saved his life. My master saved his wealth. The people of Jianzhou found their enemies. The officials killed the Jiannu people. The heroes and heroes got a big advantage, and everyone was not at a loss. What do you think?"

Qian Shaoshao and Zhang Guozhu looked at each other after hearing Fan San's words. After a while, Qian Shaoshao said in surprise: "This is a fucking talent."
Chapter completed!