Please ask me to be the emperor

Chen Jindou felt very uncomfortable. He had spent so much time talking, but in the end he still couldn't convince Li Jiyu "Conglong" Zhang Shun. Obviously he, Li Jiyu, had already begun to waver, but he was so short of letting go.

I had no choice but to wait until the night when no one was there. Chen Jindou and Ma Daochang ran to Zhang Shun's room to admit that he was the master, which surprised Zhang Shun. Originally, Daoist Ma wanted to wait for the right time to seek refuge, but he was worried that Chen Jindou would be the first to take the lead, so he had to join hands.

Most of modern people's understanding of the title of lord comes from "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", but they don't know that such a word generally has two meanings: in the country, it is a monarch and minister, and in the family, it is a servant.

That is to say, apart from not having a bond of sale, now these two people are directly serving as slaves to Zhang Shun who is white for no reason.

This made Zhang Shun, who was a little indifferent, very moved, and assured him: "Since the two of you think highly of Zhang, Zhang will definitely lead everyone to a career in the future."

It turned out that Zhang Shun had also felt a sense of crisis in the past two days because he remembered the bloody methods of Man Qing. It also aroused a lot of pride, and he made up his mind to see if he could take the route of assisting Li Zicheng to calm the world.

On the second day, everyone bid farewell to Li Jiyu and his villagers, and continued to transport grain slowly. Rest at the village near Shaolin Temple that night. Zhang Shun wanted to visit the famous Shaolin Temple, but at this time, Shaolin Temple was not a tourist attraction and was not open to the public.

After resting for another night, everyone hurriedly set off after breakfast. After traveling for more than ten miles, we arrived at Shenyuan Pass.

This Yuanyuan pass is one of the eight passes in Luoyang. When you leave this pass, you have left the boundary of Songshan Mountain. This is Dengfeng County, and there is Yanshi County. It is not far from Luoyang. This Yuanyuan pass is also a military important place, but after the founding of the Ming Dynasty, the Central Plains had been in chaos for more than 200 years, and this pass has long been abandoned.

Master Qian was pressing hard, trying to get to Luoyang before dark. Unexpectedly, something happened at the Yuanyuan Pass. I saw a mess of people in front of me, blocking the road and unable to move forward.

Everyone went forward to take a look, but there was a fat monk in ragged clothes standing there, preventing people from passing by. Calculated according to the weekly ruler, this monk is nine feet tall; calculated according to the Ming ruler, he is also six feet five inches tall, and according to the size of later generations, he is also more than two meters tall. He is tall and burly, with a big waist. Just like a brown bear standing up.

Zhang Shun asked someone and found out. This monk is a monk of Shaolin Temple, who was taken in by an old monk of Shaolin Temple since he was a child. Unexpectedly, he is crazy and crazy on weekdays, but his strength is boundless. He has made great progress in martial arts, and he is best at using sticks. After the death of the old monk in the past two years, no one can control him anymore.

I don't know why he went crazy recently, claiming to be the "Monkey King" descending to earth, holding a thirty-six catty iron rod from nowhere, claiming to kill demons and demons all day long, blocking the road from time to time , To catch the monster. At the slightest resistance, pedestrians were injured and food was robbed.

Since then, no one dared to provoke him, and every time Yu Chang encountered him blocking the way, the big guys would avoid him one after another, for fear of offending the plague god. After hearing this, Zhang Shun couldn't help complaining inwardly: This guy is clearly the black bear spirit from Guanyin Academy, so why is he a skinny monkey, Monkey King.

The anxious Master Qian felt helpless, so he consulted Li Zongqi. This Li Zongqi didn't want to be famous at first, who would have thought that Mrs. Qian would go out to work for the magistrate for the first time, and at an old age, he would always want to be in the limelight, looking for trouble when he had nothing to do, and wanting to show off his talents. They urged him to fight and said: "On weekdays, it is said that Li Zongqi is famous for his martial arts skills and is famous in Chenzhou. I didn't expect to encounter a real thing, but he was discouraged. It turned out to be a 'silver-like pewter gun head'!".

This Li Zongqi is young and energetic, so he can't stand his agitation, so he relies on his martial arts skills, but wants to "kill him to eliminate harm for the people".

Zhang Shun thought to himself: Look at the comparison of the body shapes of the two sides, it is clear that the difference in strength is too big, there is nothing to do. So, thinking of Li Baihu's face, he pulled Li Zongqi to persuade him: "It's just a lunatic, why bother with him. It is said that the iron rod in his hand weighs thirty-six catties. If he hurts Li Zongqi It's not good."

Li Zongqi was not willing to listen. He just said: "You are not skilled in martial arts, but you don't know. There are people in the world who can make a weapon that weighs more than a dozen catties, but how can you make an iron bar that weighs more than 30 catties? Equipment, fighting will get up, not afraid of flashing the lumbar spine.

Although his size is scary, it doesn't matter. Fighting with weapons is the most important thing. Although his weapon is heavy, it is useless if he can't hit me. Little brother, just be optimistic, I will kill you to see. "

Zhang Shun couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this. According to the routine of time travel novels, these words should be used to teach the natives a lesson, but he doesn't want to be educated by the natives.

The crowd couldn't stop them, they saw that Li Zongqi went forward, scolded the huge monk, telling him to go away. The monk didn't care about him. The two didn't say a few words, then Li Zongqi tried to make a surprise attack, and stabbed him in the heart with his knife.

The monk looked stupid like a pig, but he was actually as light as a swallow. I saw him jumping back slightly and out of Li Zongqi's attack range. He took the iron rod in his hand and smoked it, only to hear a bang, as if a large firework was set off during the festival. I saw the red and white sprays coming out and sprinkled all over the sky.

Li Zongqi himself also flew out, grunted, and landed not far away. If you look carefully, you will find that there is no head, only the body and arms and legs are left, and it twitches, and it seems that it is dead.

The crowd of onlookers fell silent for a moment, and then screamed, vomited, and cried one after another like a sparrow that had been stabbed in its nest, and then the crowd dispersed in all directions. No one thought that Li Zongqi's head would be blown off as soon as he closed his hands.

It turns out that although this crazy monk is insane, he has a common habit: If you don't hurt him when he blocks the road on weekdays, he won't hurt you; if you want to hurt him, he will definitely shoot you; He will kill. They came from other places, but they didn't know this taboo, so they killed them instead.

At this time, the crowd cleared up, revealing their food team. The crazy monk didn't look for anyone else, and walked straight to the food team. Master Qian had never seen such a ferocious monk, he just ordered the guards to resist.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the Weisuo had already been destroyed. Most of the soldiers in the guard were reduced to servants of officers, and this time Li Zongqi was able to take them out privately to transport food as proof. They have not had enough food and clothing for several generations, they have not practiced martial arts, and they have not heard about military affairs, so how dare they step forward to resist. What's more, he was terrified by Li Zongqi's death, so he just picked up some stones and clods from a distance and threw them at him.

The crazy monk didn't dodge it very much, he just used an iron rod to block it, and when he got impatient, he yelled at the soldiers of the guard. The sound was like a thunderbolt, which only scared them away like birds and beasts.

That Master Qian also wanted to escape, but he was old and frail and very frightened, so he fell to the ground and couldn't get up, he was about to die at the hands of this crazy monk.

At this time, Ma Daochang and Chen Jindou were also frightened, and hurriedly pulled Zhang Shun to leave. Zhang Shun originally wanted to "avoid the sharp edge", but suddenly remembered a sentence from his previous life inexplicably: mental patients have broad minds, and mentally handicapped children are more happy.

With the heart of giving it a try, he shouted: "Wukong! Just wait a moment."

"Who are you?" The big fat monk looked at him innocently and asked. The iron rod in his hand and his body were still stained with some of Li Zongqi's blood and tissues.

Zhang Shun endured the discomfort, and lied: "The poor monk Tang Sanzang came from the Tang Dynasty in the east, and went to the west to obtain the scriptures."

That crazy monk abandoned Master Qian, stepped forward and asked, "You say you are my master, what proof do you have?"

When the monk came to him, Zhang Shun felt great pressure. It turned out that Zhang Shun was six feet and eight feet tall, and he was also a tall person in this era. As a result, when the monk stood in front of him, Zhang Shun felt as if he was facing a hill. What's more, his body was dripping with blood, and there were sticky red and white things hanging on his body. Zhang Shun was so scared that he couldn't hold the whistle stick in his hand. Not to mention Daoist Ma and Chen Jindou, they were so frightened that they were a foot away from Zhang Shun.

Zhang Shun suppressed his fear, and replied: "At that time, I left Chang'an City, and Liu Boqin, the hunter, sent me on my way. Liangjie Mountain, you were under the Five Elements Mountain, and I, a poor monk, uncovered the stickers of the Tathagata Buddha to save you. You You worshiped me three times and recognized me as your teacher. You traveled through ancient caves and deep forests along the way, catching monsters and monsters, accepting the Eight Precepts, gaining Drifting Monk, and going through untold hardships to protect me from the scriptures. Wukong, can you still remember?"

"Remember, master! Woohoo... You made my old grandson look for it so hard!" The crazy monk started to cry when he heard this, and knelt down and bowed to Zhang Shun three times while crying.

Zhang Shun hurriedly helped him up, but said in his mouth: "The poor monk has always taught you not to kill in vain, why are you acting foolish again today?"

The crazy monk was strong and heavy, Zhang Shunfu didn't help him, he just argued: "Master, I didn't kill anyone, only someone killed me, most of the people who killed me were demons and goblins!"

Zhang Shun thought about it in his heart, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with this logic. Anyway, when a person is dead, there is no need to care about who is right. On the contrary, the living person is more important. Then he enjoined: "If that's the case, go ahead, it's better not to kill people indiscriminately in the future!"

"Master, why did you drive me away? This time I didn't beat your dainty female goblin to death!" The crazy monk cried again.

"I didn't blame you for being a teacher this time, Wukong. It's just that the scriptures have been obtained, and the relationship between you and me as a master and apprentice is over, and we all went home to live. You see that Bajie and Drifting Monk have already gone back, so you should go back too." Let's go!" Zhang Shun coaxed, just wondering what kind of strange Journey to the West did he read?

At the same time, he felt helpless in his heart. Although this person was very powerful, he was so cruel, like a demon sword. Hurting others is also easy to hurt oneself. If he goes crazy one day, he will also give a ladle to himself, a fake Tang monk, but it is not good.

The crazy monk didn't say a word, he just got up to get out of the way and stood aside. Zhang Shun hurriedly motioned to Mr. Qian, Daoist Ma and Chen Jindou to quickly help Mrs. Qian and pass the test quickly.

It took nearly half an hour for more than fifty ox carts to clear the customs, and Zhang Shun finally left. But it never occurred to him that this crazy monk didn't say a word, and followed him step by step, only scaring Ma Daochang and Chen Jindou, they didn't dare to get close.

Zhang Shun ignored him and left with the food team.