Abandoned Woman Busy Farming

Puru's expression changed, but he quickly calmed down, and sighed and said: "The road is long and difficult, and we really can't go to sea without a big ship. After the official ship visit we came over, we returned to Danliang Kingdom. I haven’t been here again for so many years and I don’t know why.”

Bai Ruozhu noticed his expression and felt that it must be more than that. Doesn't Fuso Kingdom have ships?

Or is it that Fusang State does not support their ships, or prevents them from returning to Danliang State?

This is not impossible. The Fusang people believe in Buddhism and are very fond of Zhaoti Temple, so it is normal for them not to let them go.

The monk came in and added ten minutes of tea, and Puru continued chatting with everyone.

"My father was a handyman who worked with Master. He did not become a monk. Later he found my mother in Fusang. To be precise, I am half Fusang." Puru did not hide her life experience either. .

"My parents live near the temple. I have developed wisdom since I was a child, and I have devoted myself to Buddha. For this reason, my parents almost severed ties with me." Puru said with a bitter smile, "I am the only child they want. Who else do they want to inherit the incense? .”

"What happened next?" Bai Ruozhu asked curiously.

"I'm ashamed to say it, so I might as well not mention it." Puru shook his head, as if he didn't want to mention that past event.

"Then there aren't many people from Danliang who came to Fusang with you, right?" Jiang Yichun asked.

"Many people have passed away, leaving only a few descendants." Puru glanced at Matsuda, who understood and found an excuse to avoid going out.

Puru smiled and said, "Matsutian was once a junior monk in our temple. Later, he could not bear to see the world of mortals and returned to secular life. However, he still respected me as the abbot."

Bai Ruozhu and others nodded. Matsuda had said before that he grew up in a temple, so he learned Chinese.

"The Danliang people in those days left behind many descendants, but most of them were the children of handymen. Now they have been mixed into the ordinary Fusang people. But there was an adult whose daughter was married to the ancient Fusang god. Jia, that is, Shenzong Yi’s mother.” Puru said.

Bai Ruozhu noticed that when he mentioned Shenzong Yi, he did not use honorifics, but called him by his first name. If he was not particularly familiar with him, it meant that he did not like this person.

"I didn't expect Shenzong Yi to be half of the Danliang bloodline." Gao Zhan said with emotion, "I don't know which family his biological mother is from."

"Her surname is Ma, and the Ma family is a family of military commanders." Puru said.

"Ma Tongfang's family?" Bai Ruozhu asked in surprise.

Puru shook his head, "I don't know, and I only heard it from my master. He was young at the time and didn't know the name of the adult. He only knew that everyone called him Lord Ma. He led the troops and was responsible for protecting the safety of the ship. I heard that the Ma family are all generals."

Bai Ruozhu and Jiang Yichun glanced at each other. It was very likely that Ma Tong was the ancestor of the Fang family. The Ma family had been military generals for generations, and this was indeed consistent with this.

At this time, there were sudden sounds of footsteps outside, and a monk rushed to the door anxiously, "Master, there is a fire near the Sutra Pavilion!"

Puru suddenly stood up, "How could there be a sudden fire? It had only rained two days ago and the house was damp. How could it have caught fire?"

"I don't know either. My brothers and sisters have all gone to put out the fire. It's just that the fire is very strong. I'm afraid some scriptures will..." The young monk said with a look of unbearability.

Puru hurriedly saluted Bai Ruozhu and the others and said, "I'll go take a look first, please. Please don't walk around casually and pay more attention to safety."

Gao Juan stood up and said, "We will go over to help put out the fire. Maybe we can reduce the losses."

He felt that Puru and Xinchan Temple belonged to the same lineage, and he was willing to help Puru from the bottom of his heart, which could be regarded as repaying Master Puteng's kindness.

Needless to say, Bai Ruozhu and the others were definitely willing to help, so the group followed Puru to the Sutra-Tiding Pavilion.

The fire has burned half of the attic, and the fire is very fierce. If it was just a little bit of flame, how could it burn so fast? There must be something wrong!

"Where are Shenzong Yi and the others? Something is not right." Bai Ruozhu whispered to Jiang Yichun.

Jiang Yichun nodded slightly, "I'm going to help put out the fire and take a look at what's going on. I'm afraid someone wants to cover up something."

Bai Ruozhu's eyes twitched. Could it be that because of their arrival, someone couldn't hold back anymore?

So Puru didn’t know about this when he chatted with them before? Or hold them back temporarily?

She turned around and saw that Puru himself went to fetch water and put out the fire. He was too close and his cassock was lifted by the fire snake. It was only the monk next to him who gave him a hard blow that prevented him from being burned by the fire.

"Sutras, what should I do with the scriptures? How can I deal with the master who has passed away?" Puru burst into tears in despair. His whole person looked extremely embarrassed. How could he look like a master outside Fang?

Bai Ruozhu secretly observed his expression. His back pain was intentional, and it didn't seem like he was faking it. It showed that he had no idea that the Sutra Pavilion would catch fire.

Jiang Yichun and others also helped put out the fire. Bai Ruozhu was not in a hurry. On the one hand, she was a woman and others would not let her take risks. On the other hand, she had to pay attention to the overall situation and see if she would find anything.

Sure enough, one of the monks rushed to the back and poured a bucket of water on it. The fire did not decrease, but became more intense.

The monk hurriedly escaped, his clothes were lifted up a lot, and he hurriedly threw the bucket into the fire.

Then he rolled up on the ground and put out the fire on his clothes.

This series of situations looked like someone was putting out water to put out the fire, but because the fire was so strong that he was almost injured, he had no choice but to abandon the bucket and avoid it.

If Bai Ruozhu hadn't been paying attention to the surrounding situation, he would definitely not have discovered this detail, let alone discovered that someone was pouring oil instead of water!

"Hurry and catch that monk, he is a spy!" Bai Ruozhu pointed at the monk and shouted.

I don't want to make a bang, the attic was burned so badly that the beams above collapsed, and half of the attic collapsed.

"Ruozhu, be careful!" Jiang Yichun rushed over, hugged Bai Ruozhu's waist and ran away quickly towards the outside. In the blink of an eye, the attic collapsed and hit the place where they had just landed. Some people escaped, and some were killed in the sea of ​​​​fire. The surroundings were miserable. There was a cry.

Bai Ruozhu was hit by the heat wave and felt a little dazed. When he got up and looked again, he couldn't find the young monk!

"Someone poured oil into it just now!" Bai Ruozhu wanted to arrest people, but when he saw so many people being burned, he immediately changed his mind, "No matter what else, it's important to save people first!"

A large number of people outside were also organized to come in to rescue people and put out the fire. Soon the shogunate's army also sent people over, but many monks were still buried in the sea of ​​​​fire. Even Puru was burned so badly that he couldn't see it when he was helped out. Out of human form.

"Master Puru, don't worry, I will definitely save you!" Bai Ruozhu couldn't help but have red eyes. The person who was talking just now became like this in the blink of an eye, and no one could remain indifferent.