"I didn't expect that you couldn't even recognize a person from Ningjia Village at the foot of the mountain, but you actually knew these court ministers very well." Wu Sheng said.

"I've heard a little bit, but it's a pity that the court has lost another loyal minister!" Monk Kong Kong sighed.

"Let's go." Wu Sheng said.

This kind of thing can only be expressed with emotion. What can the two monks who don't have enough to eat do?

The master and apprentice left Jinhua and walked back along the way they came. The sky gradually darkened.

"Master, we have to find a place to spend the night." Wu Sheng said.

"Well, I remember when I came here, there was an abandoned house outside the city. Let's go there and spend the night." Monk Kong said.

"Another abandoned old house."

"how?"

"It's easy to be haunted!" Wu Sheng said.

After what happened that night, he was scared and had a shadow in his heart.

"Wu Sheng, a monk must have his six roots pure and his spiritual platform clean of dust. As long as his heart has no desires, he will naturally be free from all evil." said Kong Kong.

"Master, don't you have any desires?"

"Of course, my practice is still shallow." Kong Kong said.

"I have them too, and there are quite a few of them. Master, are you really not afraid of ghosts?"

"Where did the ghost come from? I told you, it's because the human heart is unclean." Kong Kong said.

"Those words again, you won't say them like this when you see me." Wu Sheng said.

The two people walked along the road to the outside of the city. At first, there were reclaimed rice fields on both sides of the road. Gradually they turned into grass and lush forests. The sky gradually darkened. From a glance on the road, except for the two monks, there was no one there.

There was less than a single pedestrian, and it was so empty that it made people feel uneasy.

After walking for half a day, Wu Sheng felt very tired and wanted to find a place to sit down and rest. Moreover, it was already getting late. In this wilderness, there were no villages or shops in front or behind, and there was not even a shelter from the wind and rain.

There is no place to stay for one night.

"Master, where is the courtyard you mentioned?"

"We're almost there, just in front, hold on a little longer."

Not long after walking forward, I turned into a fork in the road. Not long after walking in, I saw several large trees with lush branches and leaves, and a dilapidated courtyard could be vaguely seen behind.

"Really, who would build such a courtyard in such a remote place?" Wu Sheng muttered.

After getting closer, what I saw was broken arms and ruins, the yard was full of weeds, and there were people in the yard, more than one person.

"Who?" shouted.

Two torches, four soldiers, and four shining knives stood in front of them. They were the same group of soldiers they met during the day.

"Two monks, what are you doing here?"

"Amitabha, several donors, it's already dark. We've been traveling all day and are tired. We want to find a place to stay for the night."

"It doesn't work here, find another place." One of the soldiers said.

"There is only such an abandoned courtyard in this land with a radius of more than ten miles. Please ask some donors to be accommodating." Kong Kong said.

If it hadn't been getting late and he didn't want to spend the night in the same place with these imperial soldiers, who knows what accidents might have happened.

"Wait." One of the people turned around and entered the courtyard. After a while, he came out.

"Go in."

"Thanks."

The two masters and apprentices walked into the courtyard and saw the prison van parked in a corner outside the courtyard. The prisoners inside were miserable, especially the two children. God knows how long they can last.

Alas, Wu Sheng sighed secretly.

In the courtyard, several soldiers were sitting together, making a fire to cook. The leader of the group had thick eyebrows and a cold expression. When they saw the two of them coming in, they stared at him with their eyes, as if they were looking at two prisoners.

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"Several donors."

"When you go over there, you can't get close to the prison car." The leader said.

"Okay." Kongkong nodded.

Then the master and the disciple entered the side room.

This courtyard is not small, with three entrances and three exits. It must have been the residence of a wealthy family in the past, but it was abandoned for some reason.

In the house, the floor was covered with dust, and the master and the apprentice cleaned it up a little.

Gurgling, Wusheng's stomach is growling again.

"Here." Kong Kong took out the steamed buns left over from lunch, one for each person.

Bang, the raindrops fell down and hit the green tiles on the roof, making a crisp sound.

It's raining outside,

At the beginning, it was thin, but gradually it got louder. A gust of wind blew by, and the cold wind and rain brought a chill.

Wu Sheng looked outside, thinking about the two children in the prison car. How could they withstand such wind and rain at seven or eight years old? They were already very weak, and this wind and rain might even kill them.

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"Master."

"Thinking about those two children?" Kong Kong said.

"yes."

"Let's go and try." Kong Kong stood up and said.

As soon as the master and apprentice left the dilapidated house, wind and rain hit their faces and fell on their bodies, causing goosebumps all over their bodies.

This wind and rain are so cold,

Opening a broken umbrella, they came outside the courtyard and saw that the prisoners in the prison car were soaked in the wind and rain without any protection. The two adults could not sit down, so they stood there and let the rain and wind blow.

How long could they last? The two children huddled together, shivering. It was so pitiful. They walked to the prison car, but were blocked by the guarding soldiers with their swords.

"What?"

"Donor, the rain is pouring down, the wind is heavy and the rain is cold. These prisoners have no shelter at all. I'm afraid they won't be able to endure it."

"The monks are very lenient. Are you pitying them? Are you their accomplice?" the sword-wielding soldier scolded sternly.

"Amitabha, the poor monks are monks and are compassionate. With such wind and rain, I'm afraid they won't be able to survive the capital. If that's the case, I'm afraid it won't be easy for you to get along with each other," said Kong Kong.

"What do you want, monk?"

"The poor monk wants to give this umbrella to the two children to protect them from the wind and rain."

"Go." A soldier waved his hand.

"Thank you, donor."

Wu Sheng came to the prison car and handed the umbrella into the prison car. The two children were huddled there, not daring to reach out. A bolt of lightning flashed through, and his thin body was covered with scars. He sighed and silently opened the umbrella.

, covering their heads. After thinking about it, he took off the shabby monk's clothes outside his body and covered their thin bodies.

"If there really is a Buddha, may he bless you." Wu Sheng said softly.

Monk Kong took off his monk's robe and blocked the old man's path.

"Thank you, Master. I'm afraid it will inconvenience you." The old man's voice was weak.

"Monks have nothing in all four aspects, so why should they be involved?"

"You two monks have good hearts!"

A voice came. A man was holding an umbrella, standing in the rain, staring at the master and apprentice with a pair of red glasses. He was the leader of this group of soldiers.

"Tell me, what's your relationship with Gu Nanpo?"
Chapter completed!