world festival

Liao Kong seemed to feel nothing, and said with a smile: "The poor monk originally followed the decree of the presiding officer to practice in that temple, thinking hard about the fault of Danyang's failure. I didn't expect that the presiding officer would not remember the old evil, and let someone come out to take the crime and make meritorious deeds. Here I have helped Senior Brother Chen. Although the poor monk is incompetent, it is the responsibility of the monks to protect the Dharma. Even if you have no fists or courage, you must do your best." Nao Kong almost laughed at Yan Yan, the last few sentences are righteous, which makes people heartbroken.

The officers in the tent breathed a sigh of relief. It didn't look like a mutiny, but Fan Wangchen, the presiding officer far away in Hangzhou, was in charge of the military. He was afraid that he would take advantage of the opportunity and play a political balance game of pulling one against another. But this time Fan Fan was not supporting Liao Chen, but the sharp-edged Kong Kong from before. Since it was an infighting between their brothers, it had nothing to do with everyone. The officers exchanged colors and were ready to watch. good show.

Xuanji poked the hard object behind his back again, and sweat broke out on his forehead, and he quickly persuaded him: "Brother Liaochen, all things in this world are just illusions, and the only way to get out of reincarnation is to practice hard. Why are you so persistent?" He said the last sentence in an extremely earnest voice, and the officers below all secretly scolded Xuanji, that old slicker, who always followed the example of others, and didn't know what benefits he had promised you. He jumped to the empty side all of a sudden, really shameless.But he didn't know that Xu Er was standing behind Xuan Ji, as long as he said something that didn't suit the other party's wishes, he might end up piercing his heart with a sharp knife.

Liaochen's face was already purple with anger, and the veins on his forehead kept beating, but he didn't say a word. Everyone's eyes were on him, and the Huainan soldiers behind him didn't dare to press too hard, lest they If the traces were exposed, he would end up in the end of both jade and stone.Liao Chen's confidantes below wanted to make a noise, but saw that most of the other people were silent, and dared not say anything after shouting a few times.Seeing that the people below gradually became quiet, Liao Kong took out a piece of white linen paper from his bosom, handed it to Chen, and said with a smile: "This is the poor monk's confession document, with the host's autograph and seal on it. Brother, please check."

Liaochen took the white linen paper casually, and in his eyes was a forged document, no matter the handwriting and seals were made very realistically, he had heard for a long time that his junior was skilled in both literature and martial arts, and he was quite proficient in calligraphy and printing. so.He was about to throw the letter in his hand on the ground and yell out to smash the scam, but he thought of the mean and ungrateful host, and saw the face of his immature younger brother before his eyes, and the courage and determination in his heart suddenly disappeared.He lowered his head and said: "Please take care of the matters in this camp." After finishing speaking, he took out the soldier seal letter from his waist and handed it to Kong.

Even when he was empty, he was not humble, put away the seal and soldier amulet, and walked to the upper seat.There was no more modest smile on his face, but a murderous look. "According to the decree of presiding over the Buddha, the poor monk commanded the five hundred monks and soldiers to cross the Fenglin. There is a way of life. Our monks wear clothes and eat food from the common people, and this is the time to sacrifice their lives to seek the Dharma."

The monks below are basically locals from the south of the Yangtze River. After hearing what Kong said, the hatred for the enemy was beyond words. Seeing the expressions of the people below, Kong nodded with satisfaction: "Ten days ago, Gu Quanwu, General Gu, and Wu Yongdu The elite soldiers went south, and the Xiling was empty, so my generation of monks and soldiers left our temple to support. Protecting the river is protecting the temple, and Zhedongan is the temple. I am ordered by the presiding officer to take over here. I will defend the Fenglin Ferry like a stone. At this point, when he was free, he began to change personnel, and exchanged the few Liaochen confidantes who had made noises among the officers in the tent back to Hangzhou, and replaced them with the Huainan soldiers he brought. The people in the tent saw that he appointed a private person and replaced his predecessor's confidant. Although they were a little anxious, they had their due intentions. Otherwise, there would be inconsistencies in the emergency, and the command would not work, and major events would be missed.those few