It is not easy to be a monk in the Tang Dynasty

This is a closed place, surrounded by mountains, forming a basin, and the center of the basin was razed to make a training ground.

At this time, more than 2000 men were training hard on the training field. It was early spring in the south of the Yangtze River, and the temperature was obviously warmer than that in the north. These people only wore a single shirt, but they were still sweaty.

drink!what!

The sound is endless.These people are all young and middle-aged, with good physical fitness. After training, they all have strong muscles. They look very powerful, and a fierce breath rushes towards them.

On the high platform in front of the training ground, a man in white with a half-mask on his face stopped to watch. The corners of his mouth under the mask curled up nicely, so the training effect was exactly what he wanted.

"Little Lord!"

This person is dressed in black. If Zhang Yang is here, he will be surprised. This crow shape is exactly the same as the black-clothed brother who has been with the world. Even the texture and pattern of the clothes are the same. It seems that there must be a difference between the two. There is some kind of connection.

The white-clothed man turned his head to look at the person coming, and did not speak, only gestured with his eyes.

"News came from the capital, Elder Liu asked the young master to go to the meeting hall to discuss matters."

"Um"

The man in white nodded, walked towards the high platform, and took the lead towards the meeting hall mentioned by the man in black. The man in black hurriedly followed him around.

The so-called meeting hall is just a temporary square built with trees as the frame, bamboo strips as the walls and thatched roof. When you enter this meeting hall, it is already full of people, and the top seat is empty. The man in white calmly gets drunk , Even in such a humble room, his movements are still smooth and smooth, which is pleasing to the eye, and the natural nobility is revealed, impressively a son of a family.

"Little Lord!"

Everyone clasped their fists, bowed their heads and kowtowed.

"You don't need to be too polite, Feiyun here would like to thank everyone for your narrow sense, and for helping Feiyun uphold justice. Please sit down, everyone, now let's discuss important matters!"

Everyone returned to their seats, Mr. Feiyun looked at the old man sitting under him, this is Mr. Liu.

"I also ask Master to tell everyone the news from Chang'an."

"Um"

Mr. Liu cleared his throat with a cough, pulled his goatee, looked at the crowd and said slowly,

"According to reliable news from Chang'an, our fox-hunting plan has failed, and the other party is already alert, so we can only hold back."

Mr. Liu was about to shave off his beard, and he was just a little bit close to success, but in the end he had a shocking attack, which almost made his blood pressure rise instantly and he vomited three liters of blood and died.

"What, the plan failed?"

"How is it possible, such a perfect plan, didn't you say that success will be a matter of time last time, why did it fail now?"

"Old Liu, what's going on?"

The meeting hall was buzzing, obviously everyone still couldn't accept this fact, it was too depressing to work enthusiasm,

cough!

Mr. Feiyun, who was seated at the top, coughed lightly, and the room suddenly fell silent. Everyone stared at him and Mr. Liu, hoping they could give an explanation.

"Just before the plan was about to succeed, someone appeared and disrupted our plan!"

When Mr. Liu talked about that person, the regret in his tone was very strong.

"It's the little thief who rescued that bitch Lu Rui!"

Mr. Liu slammed down the table vigorously. It was this guy who let him and others waste years of planning results. Mr. Liu wished to turn Zhang Yang into a dish, steamed, braised, fried and fried, and finally chewed and swallowed it into his stomach. .

The corners of Mr. Feiyun's eyes twitched suddenly, but he recovered immediately, as if nothing had happened, but the cold light in his eyes was hard to ignore.

"What? That little thief?"

When everyone heard the news, they became agitated like an explosion, and the little thief they were talking about was Young Master Zhang Yang!

Zhang Yang really didn't expect that someone would miss him so much. At this time, he was enjoying the treatment of a young master in his new house, and Lu Rui beside him was serving tea and water for him in filial piety. Life was very comfortable.If you want to be pretty and filial, this is really true. Lu Rui, who is originally a Xiaojiabiyu type, has a gentle and pitiful temperament, which makes Zhang Yang feel agitated, but he is not a beast. At this time, he acted like that thing.

This is the monk's room in Huichang Temple in Chang'an, and Zhang Yang lived here faithfully to history.

Holding the letter of introduction from Comrade Li, Zhang Yang returned to Chang'an from Wannian County, and immediately found Master Fazhao, the abbot of Huichang Temple. Except for Shi Kong, the abbot of Da Zongchi Temple, in Zhang Yang's eyes, this master Fazhao looks very fierce, and even has some scars on his face, which are obviously injured by sharp weapons.

Is this shape still the abbot?Zhang Yang said that he has absolutely no intention of discriminating against people. If this abbot is placed on the battlefield, he will definitely be a fierce general and a character who will make the enemy fearful. However, is he standing in the wrong position now? Believe that this is a compassionate master and not a bandit who robbed his house?

Zhang Yang said that he didn't understand much, but he didn't show anything on his face. Why would Young Master Zhang do such a thing of face-to-face poaching?He usually digs in the back.

After successfully entering Huichang Temple, even the girl Lu Rui was put in to follow, which was obviously against the rules. Zhang Yang guessed that it must be what Old Li said to him, so that he was able to enjoy the privilege.

Zhang Yang originally planned to rent a room near here to house Lu Rui, which saved a lot of money, Zhang Yang fumbled for his pockets with crooked eyes, there was no way, brother is a poor man.

Zhang Yang lives comfortably here, and occasionally teases the little girl, these days are really cool.But somewhere in the south of the Yangtze River, a conspiracy against him is slowly unfolding...

"That little thief not only sabotaged our fox hunting plan, but also, NO.17 is missing. There are clues that he was killed in the mass grave in Wannian County, so that little thief should be inseparable."

Liu Lao's words can be said to stir up a thousand waves with one stone, and everyone is furious. No wonder, their plans for many years have been destroyed by Zhang Yang, and now even the members of the organization dare to kill. Are they really easy to bully?

"Good thief, Lao Lei will meet him to see if it's the hammer or his head."

A reckless man stood up. This man had a fleshy face, especially with a mask on his left eye. This one-eyed dragon image made him even more ferocious.

"Sit down! Now is not the time to get emotional!"

Old Liu scolded loudly, but the reckless man fell silent immediately. In this organization, no one does not respect this old man, even the young master is courteous to him.

"Li thief is very vigilant now, and should have found our movements. At this time, we can't startle the snake."

Mr. Liu stroked his beard, feeling very helpless, even if his martial arts are unrivaled in the world, so what?Can one person be against ten, one hundred, or one thousand against ten thousand?He is not Zhang Fei, and he is still very clear about his weight if he can roar that the enemy army is defeated.

"Let No. [-] approach, hmph, isn't he very protective of the girl next to him, the little guy who has never seen the world, since ancient times, the hero has been saddened by the beauty pass, so I want to see how he can escape."