Chapter 11 – Water Moon Nunnery Hui Rulan
Chapter 11 Water Moon Nun Hui Rulan
The mountain path down the mountain was open.
The good news was that it was possible to open for business and go down the mountain to rob.
The bad news was that when going down the mountain, one would probably be directly annihilated by the constables and magistrates of Fufeng Prefecture City.
According to the results of last night’s night patrol by White Tip Tiny and Han Jiulang, there was a significant increase in the number of constables at the bottom of the mountain.
This was a bad situation!
Not only would it be difficult for everyone to go down the mountain to hijack the road, it was highly likely that the constables would also take the initiative to go up the mountain to surround them!
After a long time, in the middle of the dinner table, the white pointed fine with chopsticks dipped in the rice soup, drew a circle of crooked “ghost painting” map, brainstorming said: “If we avoid this road, we will have to go back to the mountain, and then we can go back to the mountain.
“What if we avoid this road, detour to other peaks, and go down the mountain to rob without realizing it?”
“No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.” Huang Dagui knocked on the bowl, full of inexplicable bravado, “Detour at least to pass through the Water Moon Nunnery or the Autumn Palace Pavilion, they will definitely not let us pass, even if we get lucky, we still have to go around a hundred or so fucking miles, the mountains are difficult to walk, they have all become soft footed rabbits, how can they have the strength to rob.”
“Third Boss has a point, we can’t get through anywhere else, otherwise we would have already gone.” Han Jiulang small face bitter into a ball, “so miss the days of robbery, this tree is I planted, this road is I open …….”
Three people are accustomed to robbing, rest for a period of time itchy body.
“Just know robbing, shouldn’t we consider how to live?”
Han Qiniang ate a mouthful of cabbage, drumming red cherry lips chewing, also quite enduring: “Not to mention the government, that fierce tiger fortress has been no news in the past few days, most likely has already arrived in the vicinity, ready to sneak attack us na!”
“Why are you so sure that the tiger walled village will destroy us? Now the situation below the mountain is not right, they have no fear?”
Xin Zhuo raised his own question.
Cui Ying’er wiped the corner of her mouth and let out a cold laugh: “I, Voltron Walled Village, act on behalf of Heaven, practicing the righteousness of the jianghu, only robbing corrupt officials and unscrupulous merchants, while the Fierce Tiger Walled Village, regardless of the goodness of the goodness of the goodness of the goodness of the goodness of the goodness of the goodness of the goodness of the goodness of the goodness of the goodness, but there are pedestrians who pass by, will certainly kill and rob goods.
The old master’s dislike, from time to time to knock each other, that fierce tiger walled big master ‘ghost blood knife’ Sun Wu was the old master’s hanging up and beat many times, Sun Wu is a vindictive Lord, has been harboring a grudge, the old master’s gone, how can not take us to take the anger?
If the government eliminates us first, how can he swallow his anger?”
“Memory”, grandfather indeed only rob corrupt officials, corrupt merchants, encountered poor people do not take a penny, directly let go, this is also the direct cause of the poor and destitute Volsung Village, after all, the world of corrupt merchants and corrupt officials, and how many people happen to go this way?
“So, now we not only can’t go down to the mountain to rob, facing is not the government and the fierce tiger fortress to fight or not to fight over, but who first to fight over the problem?”
Xin Zhuo made a summary.
Robbery = 0.
Against the Fierce Tiger Walled City = 6 vs 800.
Against the government = 6 vs infinity.
What a terrible experience.
“That’s right!”
The white-tipped Fine Nymphet’s smiled, and also offered her opinion: “Then is it possible that the Fierce Tiger Walled City could have rushed here just in time to meet the official soldiers, and the two groups of people were dog-eat-dog? I think it is very possible! No one knows them better than me.”
“There is this possibility, but we can’t report illusions.”
Cui Ying’er said: “Those officials and soldiers eat official food, extra salary all depends on merit, maybe encountered the fierce tiger fortress, also blocked on a block, first take us to start, make a merit before, to know that the hungry wolf fortress of those minions last night down the mountain, just happened to bump into the constable, our falsehoods, a question, we will know.
In addition, fortunately, the Water Moon Nunnery and the Autumn Palace Pavilion did not come to nitpick, or we are really at the end of the mountain!”
The thieves looked at each other as if they were back a few days ago.
Destroying the Hungry Wolf Walled City seemed to have changed something, and then again, it seemed not to have changed.
Huang Dagui, who was suffocating in his chest, yelled: “Hit the capital, cut off the emperor’s bird head, and snatch the emperor’s bird seat for the big boss to sit on!”
As we all know, the Third Boss’s desire to chop off the Emperor’s bird head is just a way of venting, but Xin Zhuo is very enjoyable to listen to.
Unfortunately, the emperor was too far away, and a county constable could wipe out his side in a group.
“Good ambition! All the leaders of the Volsung Walled City, really good ambition!”
A chirpy rebuke suddenly came from outside, sounding like a trickle of water, refreshing the heart, obviously with a few points of sarcasm, but one does not sound nasty.
All the thieves looked at each other and walked out of the gathering hall in unison.
Outside the cottage, in the maple forest, between the falling leaves, stood two nuns.
Moon white monk robes in the autumn wind hunting sound, figure slim, are twenty years old, Xu is always eating fasting and Buddha, the reason of peace of mind and do not fight, are as white as snow, the color is soft.
Especially when the first one, slender lady end, willow leaf bending eyebrows, a pair of beautiful eyes such as autumn water silhouette, misty with a few points of intoxicating flavor.
Behind a nun, Xin Zhuo recognized, once defeated under his own big breasted nun Hui Xin.
In front of a face raw, but Xin Zhuo inexplicably appeared in his mind a sentence:Qingben beauty, why did you become a monk?
“Just now, the second head of the family said that the Water Moon Nunnery didn’t come to pick a fight, and here it is! So annoying, motherfucker.”
White Tipsy cursed in a small voice.
Han Qiniang’s few people also looked at each other coldly, the house was leaking and the nuns from the Water Moon nunnery had really come.
According to the nature, just swinging a sword to cut up, but the old master often taught the crowd, treat the monk to be gentle, can not be based on common sense.
“Little nun who are you? Come here for what?” Huang Dagui did not have so many worries, hand of the simple knife swung hard, cut off the white tip of the fine seed of the green leaves of the newly sprouted potatoes, “see the knife in my hand?”
“Poor nun Hui Ruilan, Water Moon nun Wu Tang Ni, Shi master hand knife is indeed sharp, if you kill the poor nun, can let go of the hostility in the heart, the poor nun and why do you cherish this stinking skin?”
When the first beautiful nun double palms together, recited the sound of Buddha’s name, Zhu lips gently open, pleasing to the eye.
“This is what you said!”
Huang Dagui carries the knife forward, looking at the other party’s righteous attitude, the fearlessness in the beautiful eyes, then numbly turns back, full of shame, “I feel like I can’t beat her!”
Cui Ying’er frowned slightly, stepping forward: “What exactly is the young master teacher here to do? The same old thing or don’t mention it!”
Hui Rulan said: “The poor nun heard that yesterday, your fortress had a dispute with the Hungry Wolf Fortress and decapitated the Punching Cannon and Chai Donghu?”
“So what?”
“You are all bitter people, why kill each other fell sin, lose life bitter, killers sin, why not put down the butcher’s knife, go down the mountain, the new governor is magnanimous, will surely protect your life, food and clothing.”
Again this set of rhetoric, Cui Ying’er frowned speechless.
Really. Mother of God ah!
Xin Zhuo is really appreciate the “compassion” of the Virgin Mary, not to mention the reasonableness, more or less a little bit of course, the government cut their own people a knife, to find out who to reason to go?
At this moment, the pride of the previous life as a Zuan people, keyboard warrior, jumped out, waved his hand to indicate that Cui Ying’er a few people into the house, here to their own.
Cui Ying’er several people surprised to look at him, obediently into the house.
Hui Rulan only then looked up Xin Zhuo, this handsome young man, she came here in the past days seems to have seen once, but never more than a glance, this meticulous observation, did not expect to be born so good-looking.
Long body, face like jade, lips like Zhu Zhu, eyes like paint, face with a smile, revealing a pair of dimples.
The key, he did not have a trace of banditry, the usual murderous, vulgar and impulsive mountain bandits.
He is just like a young boy next door!
Why is she a thief when she is a beautiful woman?
She instinctively recalled this phrase.
“Who is the almsgiver? What is your name?” She asked softly.
“It doesn’t matter who I am, nor does my name, it’s just a code name, what matters is, who are you? What are you here for?”
Xin Zhuo Fu hands and stood, the expression of seriousness to open the bar.
What a strange statement, Hui Rulan laughed lightly: “Poor nun Hui Rulan, just now has said, is here to persuade all the pawns to put ……”
Xin Zhuo immediately interrupted: “In what capacity do you persuade us to put down the butcher’s knife, by what you can let us put down the butcher’s knife?”
Hui Rulan was a bit stunned: “Poor nun monk, Buddhist disciple, has its own heart to universalize all sentient beings, to persuade the master to be good, is the responsibility of the poor nun!”
“Why is it that Buddhist disciples can persuade people to be good? Can’t I, a mountain bandit, do the same? How do you know that I am not doing good? That I, a mountain bandit, am not able to fulfill all sentient beings?”
“What mountain bandits do is just robbing houses and committing injustice, this is a great crime, and yesterday your village killed the two leaders of the Hungry Wolf Village, this is proof of that!”
“Have you ever seen me rob a house? The people of Hungry Wolf Walled Village are full of evil, their crimes are heinous, we are just letting them put down their butcher’s knives and become Buddha on the ground!
Unsurprisingly, the two leaders of the Hungry Wolf Walled City have already atoned for their sins in Elysium, at the feet of the Buddha!
This is a great merit, so we not only have goodness in our hearts, but also great goodness!”
“…… Absurd! The benefactor is twisting words and forcing logic!”
“What is strong words? It’s just that you think I’m being unreasonable because you think what I’m saying is wrong!
Conversely, can I also think that Little Master is being unreasonable?
In this world, who dares to say they are right? Who dares to say that others are wrong?
If you advise me to be good, can I also advise you to be good and give the mountain bandits a way out? Is it evil or good for you to press hard?”
“Buddha ……”
“Don’t mention Buddha to me, why did you become a monk? You gave up human desires and disregarded human ethics, you shaved your hair easily and did not honor your parents, and Buddha was right?
It’s like why am I a thief? Was I born evil? I have no livelihood, no clothes, no food, and I live in the mountains, is it not right for the emperor and the government?”
“I ……” Hui Rulan’s face was pale and speechless, forgetting to call herself “poor nun”.
Xin Zhuo loudly rebuke: “You call yourself me? I also call myself me, what is the difference between you and me? What is the difference between a bandit and a nun?
What is the difference between a mountain bandit and a nun?
Who is this ‘I’ you speak of? Is it the self or the ego that you call me? Do you recognize it?
Where do I come from, where do I die, why was I born in this world, and what does my appearance mean to this world? Did the world choose me, or did I choose the world?
Is there an end to good and evil? Is there a length of time? Where do the good people end up? Where do the evil people end up?
Where does passing time disappear? Where does future time stop?
What is good and what is evil? You! Have you realized?”
“This ……”
Hui Rulan’s face went white for a moment.
“Ah …… I …… seem to have realized!”
Behind her, the Huixin nun who had been dryly listening for half a day, her chest rose and fell, her face sometimes blank and sometimes determined.
(End of chapter)