Talk about the world of mortals in detail

Yi Shuyuan looked at the helpless monk with a faint smile on his face, but at this moment, his heart suddenly moved, and he subconsciously looked to the south, as if he heard a roar.

There was a rumble in my heart, and the image of a giant white python breaking out of the ice flashed in my mind.

Yi Shuyuan stood up thoughtfully. Every path has its difficulties and dangers. With this thought in mind, he waved to an elderly monk nearby who was also watching.

The monk over there had actually just noticed the words of Master Feng and the young man in white. He just listened to them from a distance and felt that they were extremely profound, and he didn't dare to disturb them casually.

Seeing the man in white waving at this moment, the monk pointed at himself in surprise, and then hurried over when he saw the other person nodded.

"What's the matter with the donor?"

The monk only spoke after saluting, and his voice was very soft.

Yi Shuyuan looked at the helpless monk on the steps.

"Don't let anyone disturb Master Wu."

"Yes, the poor monk will definitely pay attention!"

The monk performed another Buddhist salute, and Yi Shuyuan returned the salute. He glanced at the far corner with his peripheral vision, and then strode away outside.

In the corner of the courtyard wall at the back, Pan Wentang and Jian's three children were eating with porridge bowls. The three children were eating so deliciously that they didn't pay attention, but Pan Wentang did clearly see that Shenhe and Master Wenley had been getting along for a long time.

It seems that the current abbot of Daqiu Temple is also very extraordinary!

Outside the Great Buddha Hall, the monk held Buddhist rituals and watched the master in white go away, feeling an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

The monk's name is Ruqing, and he has been a monk at Daqiu Temple since early on. However, although he has been a monk for some years, he does not actually have any faith. His life as a monk in Daqiu Temple is better than that of many wealthy people.

Therefore, in Ruqing's eyes, he just dealt with the so-called Buddhist lessons, because he knew very well what those people who persuaded people to worship Buddha were like, especially after the world was in chaos.

It was just that after Noble Monk killed the original abbot, Ruqing did not pack up his valuables and run away like many people, but chose to stay temporarily. After more than half a year, he didn't want to leave anymore.

After receiving this instruction, Monk Ruqing sat down cross-legged near Monk Wen outside the Great Buddha Hall.

People entering, leaving or passing by the Big Buddha Hall in Daqiu Temple are curious, because Master Wen has been sitting outside the hall with his eyes slightly drooped for a long time.

During this period, there were people going up and down the steps, passing in front of Monk Wen, and some people stopped to watch from near or far away. Some of them might disturb Monk Wen, but Ruqing would advise others not to disturb him.

Later, a few more monks sat down nearby, and others understood that this might be the masters practicing Zen.

However, many people could not bear the cold weather after dark, and many monks who were sitting down gradually got up and left.

The sky gradually turned from dark to bright, but the helpless monk just sat like this all night.

In early spring, the temperature difference between day and night in the mountains is shockingly large, and the mountain temples are cold and foggy in the morning and evening.

Thin mist surrounds the outside of the Great Buddha Hall, but the monk is still sitting here like this, with dew soaking the bottom of his drooping clothes.

"Tick tock~"

Dew dripped on the steps, and the helpless monk woke up as if from a dream. Looking around again, the crane donor had long since disappeared.

In the corridor in front of the temple on the back right side, Monk Ruqing was sitting shivering with a blanket wrapped around him, his lips already purple from the cold.

The helpless monk stood up and saluted Ruqing, who responded with a trembling Buddha salute.

Without saying anything else, a new busy day at Daqiu Temple is about to begin.

While Ruqing was still moving his hands and feet, a monk hurried over and said hurriedly when he arrived in front of the Great Buddha Hall.

"Master Wushuang, there is a lot of food in the storage room of the dining hall. Go and have a look!"

So much more to eat?

The helpless monk was surprised and glanced at Ruqing.

"Let's go and take a look!"

Several people arrived at the dining hall at the back of the temple together. Many people who had gotten up early to prepare for work had heard about it and gathered around to watch. Others who heard the noise came over.

When Monk Feng arrived, he saw that the door of the storage room was open, with at least half a warehouse of food piled inside, and the smell of food was exuding.

The helpless monk walked into the house. Most of these extra things were covered with sacks, but they were not mostly grains. Most of them were various snacks, the smell of pastries, the sour smell of candied fruits, and the dry smell of dried fruits. mixed together.

The helpless monk reached out and picked up a red fruit. Is this a hawthorn?

"Everyone sorted out the ones that cannot be stored and distributed them to everyone as soon as possible!"

"Okay, okay!" "Great!"

These things are rare for ordinary people, especially those who are seeking refuge, to eat these days. Just smelling them makes many people drool.

Today, the food in Daqiu Temple is much better than in the past. Many people have been given some pastries and dried fruits, which are delicacies here.

As for why there was so much food all of a sudden, many people are saying that it was the Bodhisattva who appeared.

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The Jian family has lost the sacred weapon of the country. Naturally, everyone in the world wants to take charge of the country. In fact, many places have begun to stabilize, at least making superficial efforts to achieve stability.

Relying on chaos can only set off the initial rebellion, but it cannot establish the final world. People's farming and weaving are also the focus of all forces, but there are still people who are displaced due to war.

There has been an endless stream of people coming to seek refuge recently, and it seems that there has been another war nearby.

The Xiangshan Temple that I have been to is already a large temple, and the Daqiu Temple is even larger than the Xiangshan Zen Temple.

Yi Shuyuan was actually standing on the edge of the dining hall warehouse, but this was a blinding trick, so it was naturally not conspicuous. He understood after a brief feeling that there must be a total of two to three thousand people in this temple, including monks. You can imagine how much food is needed.

Fortunately, many of the people who fled also brought some food with them. Although they may not be willing to distribute the food to the temple in the first place, at least it will not increase the pressure.

Hui Mian was lying on Yi Shuyuan's shoulder with his paws drooped. The things he gave away were no less than what Daqiu Temple had bought recently.

Just seeing people's happy faces gave Hui Mian some comfort.

"These things I have are just snacks and cannot replace the staple food."

Hui Mian gathered some energy and sat up. Yi Shuyuan nodded.

"So we have to send people to buy it."

In fact, at this moment, the grain-buying carts and horses tied under the mountain gate have started again, and they have brought more money with them today.

In addition, a large group of men and women from the temple also left carrying farm tools.

Daqiu Temple has some fields nearby, which have been deserted due to the war. Many people who come to Daqiu Temple for refuge think that it is a wilderness.

After everyone in the temple discussed it, they planned to plow the land again and reclaim some wasteland. Even if the fertility was insufficient, there would be some harvest according to the four seasons.

The previous work of moving rocks and logging has not stopped. This kind of heavy physical strength cannot be handled by the monk himself. He can break the rocks by himself. He is also the main force in moving heavy rocks. Of course, there are also several people who are in the temple together. Warriors help.

When Yi Shuyuan walked near the mountain gate again, the entire Daqiu Temple was already busy. This refuge in troubled times held up a big umbrella for these thousands of people.

"Sir, it seems that Master can't handle it in an orderly manner!"

As soon as Hui Mian said this, someone inside the temple over there started shouting in panic.

"Is there a Wen Po here? Is there a Wen Po here? Master Feng - is there a Wen Po here? My daughter-in-law may be giving birth -"

An old woman hurriedly rushed around the temple, asking everyone she met. Especially when she met a monk, her voice became louder, and she even shouted towards the side of the mountain.

The old woman's son had already gone down the mountain to plow the fields with everyone, leaving her even more panicked, and her panic obviously also affected her daughter-in-law.

"Ah, mother, mother, it hurts so much."

Hearing her daughter-in-law's call, the old woman hurried back to the shack. A sweaty woman was lying on the bed set up, with a look of pain on her face.

"It's coming soon, it's coming soon!"

The old woman's answer was filled with panic. Her daughter-in-law's pregnancy was not carried to full term at all. She must have had a fetal infection on the way here. Plus, without a stable mother, this situation was extremely dangerous!

The surrounding people and monks were equally panicked. This had never happened before, so they could only help look for it together in a hurry.

"Is there a Wen Po?" "Is there anyone here who is a Wen Po?"

"It's okay if someone helped deliver the baby -"

On one side of the hill, Monk Bubu put down the heavy firewood he was carrying on his shoulders with a bang. He jumped down from the hill and walked quickly to the temple with heavy steps. Pan Wentang and others did the same. Arriving almost at the same time.

"what happened?"

As soon as the helpless monk and others returned, some monks and common people seemed to have found a backbone.

"Master, someone is going to give birth, and there is no stable mother!"

The helpless monk was stunned for a moment, giving birth?

"Are there any Wen Pos among the people down the mountain to open up wasteland?"

"I'm good at qinggong, I'll go find him!"

Pan Wentang immediately volunteered. At this time, he didn't just want to have a good relationship with the monk, but he was really worried about it.

Only when Pan Wentang flew away for a short distance, there was a sound of horse hooves approaching quickly from the mountain gate. At this time, there was actually a group of soldiers approaching this way.

The sound became louder and louder, which also made Pan Wentang pause inside the mountain gate. He had a sensitive identity and did not dare to go out for a while. The other refugees who were originally here to ward off trouble were extremely uneasy.

The sergeant team over there kept moving forward, and some people on the edge of the mountain road who were preparing to come to Daqiu Temple hid aside in fear.

The leading general led more than 20 riders in front. Seeing that there were so many refugees and civilians on the mountain road, he couldn't help but frown. However, he didn't think much about these things for the time being. He already raised his inner strength and shouted before he even got close to the mountain gate. .

"Who is the abbot of Daqiu Temple—come out quickly to greet—"

People in the temple all showed fear, not knowing what kind of disaster was coming.

Yi Shuyuan had already revealed his figure at this moment, looking at the rapidly approaching military horses. At the moment he turned to face the gate of Daqiu Temple, his figure had already changed. His clothes turned into gray, and his hair stretched out and changed into red.

"ah--"

The woman's cry of pain was heard, especially in the suddenly quiet environment.

The helpless monk sighed and walked out of the mountain gate. Pan Wentang gritted his teeth and followed him out like several Daqiu Temple monks.

But at this moment, a woman passed by everyone.

"I know a little bit about medicine, I'll help her deliver the baby!"

The monks of Daqiu Temple and Pan Wentang all turned around to look at the woman in shock. All they saw was a gentle back, while the people inside were delighted when they heard this.

The helpless monk breathed a sigh of relief, clasped his hands and walked outside.

"Good!"

Yi Shuyuan glanced back at the outside of the mountain gate with a powerful body, and she didn't care about other things. Life and death are the biggest things for all sentient beings, and they are also the biggest cause and effect. She would rather save her with her own body than use magic to save her, even she has to do it. Be careful.

By the time Yi Shuyuan reached the shack, the anxious mother-in-law had already ran out and saw the woman walking towards her, with the same expression on her face as the others.

Is this possible for such a young girl?

"Prepare hot and cold water. The hot water needs to be boiled. The cold water needs to be boiled and allowed to cool. You also need a clean cloth and scissors. Boil the scissors in the water for half a stick of incense."

As Yi Shuyuan said this, he walked straight into the shack. He just glanced at the bed, then turned his head and shouted outside.

"Why are you still hanging around? Go and get ready. She is not yet a month old and her fetus has moved, and the position of the fetus is not correct. One more person can help -"

"Uh oh oh!" "Yes, yes, go, go!"

"I'm here to help!"