Lu Ming

Chapter 62 Inspecting Moyun Temple ([-])

Yang Er was not as lucky as Jiang Shisan.Like most people, he can't remember well, and he doesn't want to remember those "scriptures" that twist and turn.Originally, he was going to be sent to pick soil, but luckily, the transmigrator who was in charge looked at him at first, and felt that he was young and liked his cleverness, so he arranged for him to take care of the sick.

Yang Er initially planned to escape from this evil temple in the middle of the night while others were unprepared.However, one night before he was optimistic about the wall and decided to act, gunshots rang out from the back of the temple.Early the next morning, he was called out to bury his body. When he found out that the two martyrs who had run into the woods were beaten to death with some kind of bird gun from behind, Yang Er stopped and ran away. idea.

Now he can only bury his hatred for Hu Zhengqi in his heart, and work honestly for the transmigrator for the time being.

However, taking care of the sick is still good. Since Jiang Shisan moved out, every one or two days, he can secretly get a chicken leg or a piece of fat for his savior and newly recognized eldest brother.While Yang Er was chewing, he always wanted to remind this little brother who was very fond of his own family: "This place is weird, it doesn't look like the way to cross people from Buddhism."

However, whenever he wanted to open his mouth, he could always hear Jiang Shisan chattering and praising the days of Elysium, Yang Er could only swallow the words silently.

Naturally, a 15-year-old boy can't think about it that much. From now on, he only needs to enjoy the benefits brought to him by the attribute of "student master". Moreover, this is the beginning, and the benefits are far from the end.
In the morning a few days later, when Jiang Shisan was sitting in the side hall of Moyun Temple, burying his head in calculating a math problem, there was a sudden noise outside the hall.The next moment, a group of people rushed in, and it was Abbot Purdue who was leading the way.Surrounded by a group of big men like the stars and the moon, is a tall man, wearing a lake silk robe, swinging a folding fan in his hand, like a son-in-law.

Seeing such a battle, without waiting for anyone to shout, the people in the hall who had learned a lot of "rules" these days quickly got up and stood.

When Jiang Shisan stood up, he secretly glanced outside, and found that in the temple, Hu Xianhu, who was famous for his fierce reputation, was waiting outside the gate of the temple. He immediately understood that it must be a noble person who came today. .

The next moment, these people came over to Jiang Shisan, but Master Purdue, who was usually dignified and dignified, was a little rude today, and pointed at Jiang Shisan with a slight smile: "This is a scholar, he's so hungry that he can't even stand. Steady, I can learn more than a dozen words a day, which is very exaggerated."

"Hey, this kind of person has murderous aura, at least three bars. I used to hide in school back then." The young man smiled and said something that the teenager couldn't understand in a weird accent.

A burst of echoing dry laughter emanated from all around.Beside the young master, a man in his thirties who looked like a housekeeper wearing a soft hat opened his mouth and asked, "Are there many people in this number?"

The monk Pudu smiled bitterly when he heard the words: "Where are there so many, there are only three or five who can keep up with the speed of literacy." Having said that, the monk patted Jiang Shisan on the shoulder with relief: "This level of Him alone."

Jiang Shisan lowered his head at the moment, he didn't dare to take a breath, and his mind was in chaos. Fortunately, the next moment Young Master asked him with a smile, but he understood this sentence: "What's the name of the little brother?"

"Master back, little Jiang Shisan." The young man quickly bowed to answer.

After listening to this, Young Master smiled and shook his head: "Why is it such a name again, this Xueba should also have a bolder name."

The next moment, Jiang Shisan was immediately slapped on the back of the neck, and a low voice was heard in his ear: "Don't you thank the young master for his name?"

The young man was agitated, and knelt on his knees like a conditioned reflex: "Thirteen thanks to your son for your name."

Brother Young Master laughed, opened the fan and shook it a few times: "You guys are rushing ducks to the shelves, let's just name them, um, the surname is Jiang, this one doesn't seem to be very famous, Jiang Kun? No, no, all I can think of now is Jiang Ziya, um, let's call it Jiang Shang, what's the name?"

"Good! Good name!"

"It's a good name, it's atmospheric!"

"King Fuwu to defeat the violent Zhou, the name Jiang Shang is very meaningful, and the level of the name of President Cao is really high!"

A large wave of flattering voices rolled around
With a smug look on his face, Young Master took back the sandalwood fan and tapped it in the palm of his hand: "I'm laughing at me, how many brothers have passed, passed"

Flickering in, flickering away.After a group of people rushed in and left a new name for the boy, as if they had finished a major event, they turned around and walked out of the palace gate while talking and laughing.Only the freshly released "Jiang Shang" classmate was left, and his eyes were still froze there, puzzled.

As the "projects" were completed one by one, and as "that day" approached, the Crossover Group began to shrink its strategy.In other words, I have stopped doing things recently, digest the existing resources with peace of mind, and prepare for the expedition.

With this purpose in mind, the important people in the company have assembled a steering group in the past few days, and collectively inspected the bases everywhere. Today, it is Moyunguan's turn.Everyone mainly came to see how the construction of this "refugee resettlement camp", which had invested a lot of resources in it, was going on.

The son-in-law is naturally the chairman of Cao Chuan Cao.Since he wants to save the number of crossings as much as possible now, no matter where he settles in time and space, he will always rest on the spot for a period of time before crossing again depending on the situation.In the past few days, he has been raising fat in Tangzhuang. Today, he happened to follow Xia Xianze and his group to Moyunguan to relax.

After a group of people visited the "Moyunguan Primary School", they came out of the dilapidated side hall under the corridor, passed through a row of temporary thatched huts, and went up a few layers of stone steps to find the former front hall of Moyunguan.At this moment, there is a group of homeless refugees, sweating and busy on the construction site.

The original front hall and main hall of Moyun Temple have long been remnant due to thunder and fire.These days, the refugees gathered in the temple have picked out the wood, bricks and tiles that can be used, and the rest of the waste is picked to the back of the mountain to fill the ditch, and then sand and gravel are carried from outside the temple, filled into the foundation pit, and rammed with wooden stakes. , ready to build a house.

"The location of Moyunguan is good, but it's a bit tattered. But it's okay, we just demolished and rebuilt them all. Anyway, these people are idle." Feng Jun led everyone forward and introduced: " Right now is the first phase, the plan is to lay the foundation and temporarily build it into a single-storey dormitory, and then wait for the steel bars in the second phase.”

The accompanying traversers with industrial ports rolled their eyes when they heard the words.

Wearing a soft hat and looking like an old housekeeper, Xia Xianze coughed and stopped bringing the topic to something like steel bars. Colleagues in the resource department also seem to be bothered."

(End of this chapter)