Chapter 1044: Saving All Living Beings Outside the Puji Temple

"Tang Dynasty? The first year of Jianxi? Is there such an era name in history?"

"It seems like another fictional history..."

Su Mingzhe stretched and climbed up from the bed, the confusion in his eyes gradually dissipated.

He looked down at his monk's robe and touched his bald head.

Su Mingzhe's eyes were full of thought:
"It seems...he's still a fake monk!"

In the last years of the Tang Dynasty, warlords were in power, famines were constant, and the people were living in misery.

In order to avoid the war, ordinary people chose to become monks or nuns.

For a time, Buddhism flourished all over the world.

He was originally a disciple from a poor family. In order to avoid conscription over the years, he thought of becoming a monk at the Puji Temple in Hezhong Prefecture to avoid the war.

The abbot of Puji Temple, Master Faben, was once a good friend of the original body's father. He did not want to see his friend lose his incense, so he only allowed the original body to hide in Puji Temple for refuge and refused to give ordination to his friend's disciples.

Seeing Hezhong Prefecture engulfed in war, the original owner simply shaved his head and found a monk's robe to wear.

"really interesting!"

Su Mingzhe laughed at himself, took off his monk's robe and put on his long gown again.

After going out, Su Mingzhe touched his bald head, grinned, and chanted:
"Your body and hair are given by your parents. Do not damage them. This is the beginning of filial piety!"

Every time Su Mingzhe recited a word, his three thousand strands of black hair grew an inch longer.

After uttering these sixteen words, her hair was already long and draped over her shoulders.

Su Mingzhe casually broke off a piece of wood from the willow tree in the yard, carved it into a wooden hairpin, tied up her hair, and came to the main hall to say goodbye to the host.

"Namo Amitabha, it is merciful of Mr. Su to give up the idea of ​​becoming a monk!"

The abbot of Puji Temple, Master Faben, looked ferocious but had a kind heart. Upon learning that Su Mingzhe was leaving, he actually ordered someone to take a silver ingot from the account office as a gift:
"Donor Su's family is well-educated. In a few days, the imperial court will hold a special examination. I heard that the one who presides over the special examination is Prime Minister Cui. Prime Minister Cui and I are old acquaintances. I have a letter here. Donor Su will pass it to Prime Minister Cui. I think if you come here to participate in the spring examination, you will definitely be on the list and bring honor to your family!"

When Su Mingzhe heard that the great monk had paved the way for him, he immediately expressed his gratitude:
"If I can pass the imperial examination on my way to the capital, I will thank you for your guidance!"

The two chatted and laughed, and then arrived at the temple gate.

"Master, please stay. I am leaving now!"

Su Mingzhe walked down the mountain with big strides.

After chatting with Master Faben just now, Su Mingzhe gradually regained his understanding of the history of this dynasty.

Today, the capital of the Tang Dynasty... is in Taiyuan.

"So, the current Tang Dynasty is... Later Tang!"

"Moreover, now there is not only the Later Tang, but also the Later Liang. After seeing Zhu Wen usurp the Tang and establish himself as emperor, more than a dozen other military governors have proclaimed themselves emperors."

“It’s a great era.”

Su Mingzhe left the Puji Temple and walked further and further away, thinking about whether to go to Later Tang or Later Liang.

Suddenly, a cry for help came from a distance, interrupting his plan.

A bandit with a gray scarf wrapped around his head was overjoyed when he saw Su Mingzhe approaching in a long gown. He immediately came over with a kitchen knife in hand:
"Brother, today is a good day. Here comes another fair-skinned scholar!"

The bandit leader was looking through the stolen property. Without even turning his head to look, he replied coldly:
"Scholars have delicate skin and tender flesh. Be careful not to scare them to death. If the gallbladder breaks, the flesh will become sour."

The bandit in the grey scarf laughed and said, "Brother, this is a crazy scholar who actually walked over here on his own. He's not afraid at all." The bandit leader looked up curiously and saw that Su Mingzhe was indeed not afraid. He shouted, "Since he is so brave, tie him up with a rope and take him back to the village later. Then we'll cut him open and chop the fat and lean parts into meat stuffing and make dumplings for dinner tonight!"

"Amitabha!"

Su Mingzhe didn't expect that he would encounter such a group of inhumane butchers and evil spirits just after he came out of the temple.

In that case, he will go back to his old job!
The knife fell down, puff---

The knife fell down, puff---

……

There were more than twenty bandits in total, and Su Mingzhe cut off seven heads in the blink of an eye.

The remaining bandits were all frightened by Su Mingzhe's clean and efficient action. They just stood there in a daze and even forgot to run away.

Or maybe the bandit leader was brave enough. Seeing that Su Mingzhe was like a killing god, he even forgot to resist and just crawled on the ground, kowtowed and begged for mercy with tears and snot.

"Please spare my life, hero, please spare my life. I have an elderly mother and children to feed. Please spare my life. I will change my mind and make amends for my past mistakes..."

“You’re quite good at putting words together?!”

Su Mingzhe saw the bandits kneeling down, and the "captives" they had captured staring at him in amazement. He suddenly thought and put away his bloody sword:

"If you want me to spare your lives, it's not difficult. Tie each other up first!"

In his previous life, Su Mingzhe conquered countless countries and killed countless people in order to unify the world. He had long lost interest in killing people himself.

The sixteen bandits looked at each other, but the bandit leader still held on to his luck and ordered his minions to tie him up first.

Seeing that their boss did not dare to resist, the other minions naturally found ropes and tied each other's hands and feet.

When the group of people who had been robbed saw that Su Mingzhe had taken control of the situation, they came over supporting each other, knelt on the ground, kowtowed and thanked him:
"Thank you so much for saving my life!"

Su Mingzhe looked at these people. Although most of them were wearing cloth and short shirts, they had neat appearances and spoke clearly. He asked curiously:
"From your accent, you're not locals. Why are you here?"

"I dare not hide it from my benefactor."

A steward stood up and reported:
"I am Zhao Zhenkun, the escort leader of Taiyuan Changfeng Escort Agency. I was ordered to escort Prime Minister Cui's body back to his hometown. Who would have thought that the Liang army, which had always been on good terms with the Tang Dynasty, would suddenly turn against us and besiege Hezhong Prefecture. We could only hide here and there. In the end, we managed to avoid the chaotic soldiers, but were intercepted by a group of bandits."

When Su Mingzhe heard that Prime Minister Cui was dead, his eyelids suddenly fluttered.

He also had a letter of recommendation written by Master Faben in his pocket.

Now that Prime Minister Cui is gone, what use is this letter of recommendation?

After sighing, Su Mingzhe asked again:
"Captain Zhao, where is Prime Minister Cui's body?"

Su Mingzhe just took a look and saw gold and silver jewelry all over the ground, but no coffin or body.

Zhao Zhenkun did not dare to hide it and quickly explained:
"My benefactor, just now we saw bandits blocking the road, and we risked our lives to protect them. Prime Minister Cui's family took the coffin and left through the small road."

"Oh, in that case, everyone, pack up and quickly catch up."

When Su Mingzhe heard that Prime Minister Cui's body was returned to his hometown, he vaguely remembered a story.

However, since he hadn’t met the real owner yet, Su Mingzhe didn’t dare to confirm it.

Everyone cleaned up the mess and chased the bandit, whose hands and feet were tied, towards the path.

(End of this chapter)