The thin monk nodded and said, "That's fine, please follow me."
Liu Bin immediately waved to the people behind him.
Wait until the carriage and the person who guards it are settled.
The rest of the people walked into the temple: Fushan Temple.
It was really simple inside, the bluestone floor was uneven, and moss grew in the gaps.
They followed the young master around the main hall and came to the rooms in the backyard.
After the young master arranged rooms for everyone, he prepared to leave.
Liu Bin stopped him and asked, "Young Master, is this the only one in this temple?"
The young master put his hands together and said, "Donor, you may not know that this temple is located in a remote area, and it is difficult to sustain the incense, and most of the monks have dispersed.
Only the abbot and the young monks were left to guard the temple so that travelers could rest.
The abbot passed away last year, and I am the only one left here." Liu Bin felt a trace of sympathy.
At this moment, Jiang Ling suddenly spoke up, "Young Master, we are so proud to have come this far. We hope you will stay here for one night. When we leave tomorrow, we will definitely offer a generous incense money to your temple as a token of our gratitude."
When the young master heard this, he hurriedly thanked them and said that he would definitely treat them well.
After dinner, Jiang Ling and Yue Qianli took their two children for a walk in the temple to help digest their food.
As I walked, I unexpectedly discovered a house that seemed extremely hidden, like a secret room.
The house is surrounded by weeds, and it is difficult to detect its existence unless you look carefully.
Out of strong curiosity, several people involuntarily approached the room.
However, when they were about to approach the door, they suddenly heard a very faint voice coming from inside the house.
Although the sound was not loud, it was particularly clear in the quiet night.
Seeing this, Jiang Ling quickly signaled Yue Qianli to take the two children and retreat. He lowered his voice and warned, "The situation here is quite strange. You retreat to a distance first. I will go and investigate."
After saying that, he took a deep breath, lightened his footsteps, and ran towards the house as quickly as a ghost.
When he reached the side of the house, Jiang Ling stopped, held his breath, and pressed his ear against the wall.
I could only hear the faint sound of at least three people talking in the room.
The sound was so soft that Jiang Ling could only hear it vaguely.
So, he closed his eyes slightly and concentrated his mind. An invisible force slowly emerged from between his eyebrows, and his consciousness, like a spirit snake, permeated into the house...
The little monk who led the way just now was with him, as well as two burly men.
At this moment, they were gathered together and whispering about how to subdue this group of people.
Their only goal is money, not taking lives.
At this moment, the young monk was the first to break the silence and spoke out his thoughts: "Brother Dahu, Brother Erhu, in my opinion, we should give up the idea of robbing this group of people.
Look at them, not only are there a large number of them, but just from their appearance you can tell that they are all people with martial arts skills.
If we act rashly, not only will we fail to rob property, but we may also lose our lives.
Besides, the donor has clearly stated that he will leave early tomorrow morning and has also promised to give me some money.
In my opinion, they should be good people with kind hearts.
Master once taught us that we should never attack good people, or we will suffer retribution."
Hearing the little monk's words, Da Hu couldn't help but frown, looked at him with a tangled look, and sighed, "Alas, Xiao He, you don't know, if you don't get some money back, the old people and children in the village will starve to death!
We went to Beili City before the New Year to look for the city lord, but we were kicked out of the city gate before we even saw him.
Now all the edible things in the village have been eaten up, even the tree roots are almost dug up and chewed up."
At this point, Da Hu's already miserable face looked even more painful.
If he could find another way, why would he come up with the idea of robbing people of their money?
He is not a vicious and cruel bandit who does all kinds of evil!
He was just a poor farmer who couldn't even fill his stomach.
There was only one thing on his mind:
To ensure the survival of the people in the village, they are willing to give it a try even if it means taking risks.
At this time, the little monk on the side looked at Da Hu and Er Hu who were in great pain, and an expression of compassion that was hard to conceal appeared on his face.
However, when faced with those who were about to become victims, especially four young children among them, he really couldn't bear to do it.
Of these four children, two are slightly older, and the youngest one looks to be only about three years old.
More importantly, will those drugs and smoke have any adverse effects on these children?
When the little monk thought of this, he was filled with worry.
"Amitabha……"
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but recite scriptures softly, hoping that the Buddha could protect these innocent people from harm.
At this moment, Jiang Ling, who had been hiding in the dark and observing silently, saw this situation, and flashed and left the place quietly.
Soon, Jiang Ling returned to Yue Qianli and told him everything he had just seen.
After listening to Jiang Ling's words, Yue Qianli fell into a brief contemplation.
After a long while, he raised his head, stared at Jiang Ling, and said slowly:
"If they don't take any action tonight, how about leaving them some silver and food when we leave tomorrow?"
After hearing this, Jiang Ling nodded slightly to show his agreement.
To be honest, his inner thoughts were almost identical to Yue Qianli's.
I have to admit that Yue Qianli is really kind-hearted. As a former god of war, he cares for and protects the common people all the time.
This is what a wise ruler looks like, unlike that emperor who was jealous and framed others and exiled them.
"Okay. Looks like we're on the same page. Okay, that's it!"
Let's go, we've been traveling all day, let's go back to our room and rest."
After saying that, he gently took the little boy's chubby little hand and walked towards their room.
As for other things, let's deal with them after tomorrow morning.
Speaking of which, there is food in his space.
The most recent batch was obtained by emptying the City Lord's Mansion some time ago.
This is full of the blood and sweat of many villagers who worked hard.
Now that he happened to meet this group of poor villagers, it would be great if he could help them if he could, after all, he had also suffered.
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