Infinite Sims

Just when Jiang Ren thought that such an ordinary day would last for a long time, something changed quietly around him.

The change is in the temple.

There are more dignitaries and dignitaries who come to burn incense and pray for Buddha than in previous festivals, but there are far fewer welcoming monks in charge of reception in the past.

Even Wu Chen, who only focused on studying the weather and didn't hear what was going on outside the window, noticed these changes. Originally, he was just passing by the front yard where pilgrims were received, so he couldn't help but stop at this moment.

"Look, that monk is so handsome!"

Not far away, several female pilgrims at the age of wolves and tigers just casually glanced at Wuchen, but they couldn't look away after that.

"Such a handsome man, since he came to become a monk, it is a waste of money."

"That's right, that's right, with such a face, wouldn't it be good to come into my room? He will definitely let him eat and drink, enjoy all the prosperity, and have a beauty like me in his arms."

"Wonderful idea, you vixen, if you want to enter, you will also enter my room."

"Hey, a bunch of shameless coquettish foxes..."

As they talked, they laughed and played with each other.

Immediately, it won the attention of many male pilgrims, and many of them swallowed secretly. These people may not be as beautiful as the women in the land of fireworks, but they have a special flavor.

Wuchen didn't see this scene, he was suspicious, he immediately stopped the next young monk passing by, and asked: "Amitabha, senior brother, why the number of pilgrims has doubled recently, junior brother remember It shouldn't be a holiday right now."

The young monk who was stopped was a little dissatisfied, but when he saw that it was Wuchen, he immediately replied with a smile: "Junior Brother Wuchen, you don't know about this. The Great Moon Kingdom invaded and lost several big cities in a row, causing serious casualties, which made the pilgrims from the town go up the mountain one after another, wanting to worship the Buddha and pray."

Wuchen was thoughtful: "Then why are there so many senior brothers missing?"

"The soldiers of the Great Moon Kingdom are all nine feet tall, with amazing fighting power, and they like to eat human flesh. Whenever a city is destroyed, they will slaughter the city."

The young monk sighed and said: "Seeing how cruel they are, many people packed up their belongings and took their relatives with them in order to survive, and fled all the way south.

In the past few days, there have been many poor people who escaped from the north in the town. The abbot saw that many of them could not even afford to eat, and even thought about eating leaves, so he decided to give porridge at the foot of the mountain. Brothers, we all went down the mountain to help. "

"I see."

Wuchen thought for a while, and finally asked: "I don't know where you are going, brother?"

The young monk was not impatient, and replied: "No, there are quite a lot of refugees today. There is enough food at the foot of the mountain, but there is a shortage of manpower. I just went to the prison, but it will take some time to mobilize manpower. I am going to Go ahead and help."

Wu Chen said: "Brother just wants to go down the mountain, can you take brother with you?"

"That's fine."

The young monk hesitated for a moment, then nodded and walked outside the temple.

As the chief disciple, although he doesn't have the authority of a manager, as long as he wants to, he can't stop it.

Gushan Temple is a temple, but the wind of martial arts is prevalent, most of the disciples have a good martial arts, I dare not say how strong it is, it is good for traveling.

As soon as he got out of the temple, the young monk ran down the mountain with his light kung fu.

Wuchen's footsteps tapped the ground, and he seemed to be walking, but he followed closely behind.

"As expected of the chief!"

The young monk thought to himself.

Because he often runs between mountains and forests, his lightness kung fu is enough to rank among the top five among his peers.

When he went down the mountain just now, he was even more eager to win, wanting to try the Wuchen Qinggong who is called the chief but has never shown his strength.

Unexpectedly, with all my strength, I couldn't throw it half a foot away, and my internal strength decreased rapidly due to the sudden increase in consumption.

This also made him stop thinking about the competition and slow down his speed.

Wuchen didn't notice this meaning.

He was just wondering why this senior was getting slower and slower, didn't he mean he was in a hurry to go down the mountain?

Not long after, the two came to the foot of the mountain.

Less than a hundred feet away from the intersection of Shangshan, there is an open space that has been cleared for porridge.

Several monks are cooking porridge in a large pot.

There are many monks beside them maintaining discipline and distributing white porridge.

At a glance, there are at least hundreds of refugees.

They lined up in several long lines. Many people who hadn't received their porridge looked at the white porridge that was being boiled. Some children who were led by their parents even held their stomachs and couldn't help swallowing.

"That's right here, senior brother is going to help first."

As the young monk spoke, he walked over and took over the work of a monk.

Wuchen stared blankly at this, and then he spoke for a long time: "Although I am an orphan, I was taken into the monastery by the abbot master since I was a child, and I have no shortage of food and clothing. people."

Sighing softly, he also stepped forward to help.

For his arrival, the monks around were a little surprised, but because of the work at hand, they didn't pay much attention to him.

Everyone who received the porridge from Wuchen would not stop thanking them.

During this process, Wuchen also saw many scenes that he had never seen before.

There are sallow and emaciated refugees, children who can't even speak in the arms of their parents, and some people cry out for no reason while drinking porridge.

All these scenes made his heart feel heavier.

Relying on being transformed by innate zhenqi, her hearing is far better than that of ordinary people, and Wuchen also heard a lot of news about the border from the refugees.

Some are consistent with what the senior brother said, and some are quite different.

For example, the situation at the border is far more severe than imagined.

Not only lost several important cities one after another, but also ruined an elite army of 100,000 people, resulting in a serious shortage of soldiers on the northern defense line, which was in danger.

And although the soldiers of the Great Moon Kingdom are not as tall as nine feet, but because they live in an extremely cold place and believe in the law of the jungle, those with poor health have already been eliminated in this process, which also makes the soldiers of the Great Yue Kingdom stronger as a whole. Yu Qianguo.

Cannibalism is not certain, but massacres do happen.

Finished the porridge.

Wu Chen returned to the monastery and sat quietly for several hours.

It wasn't until the sun went down and the moon rose high that he suddenly said to Jiang Ren: "The benefactor of the stick, the little monk has decided to go down the mountain. I wonder if the benefactor of the stick is willing to go with the little monk?"

downhill?

Jiang Ren was taken aback for a moment, not understanding how his head turned.

This downhill does not refer to walking down the mountain as in the daytime, but to leave the Gushan Temple and enter the world of mortals at the foot of the mountain.

Ordinary disciples, because they are not talented enough, reach their limits early, so they often use this method to practice and seek breakthroughs.

However, with Wuchen's talents and resources, he is currently in a period of rapid improvement, so there is absolutely no need to do this.