MTL - Wonderful Life After Exchanging Fate-Chapter 28

At this time on the mountain, Wang Bin's eyes were bloodshot. When he saw Zhu Liang coming in, he immediately asked, "How is it?"

Zhu Liang shook his head and arrested many people, but there was no sign of Qilinwei at all.

Tentatively, he said, "General, maybe you're overthinking, that person didn't come to Wuling Mine at all." When he mentioned Shen Fengming, he didn't dare to call him by his name, but used that person instead, for fear of irritating Wang Bin .

Wang Bin paused and asked, "Is there any news from Zhaoping County?"

"The news that just arrived, all the traces over there have been wiped out, Qilin Guard can't find anything at all, the general can rest assured."

"I asked, Shen, has that person gone to Zhaoping County!" Wang Bin said angrily.

Zhu Liang was slightly startled, then shook his head, the man didn't show up in Zhaoping County.

"He must be in Wuling Mine." Wang Bin stood up in a hurry, with an excited expression, "He must be there, he must be here."

So more defenders searched around.

At Shen Shi, the rain stopped, but the black clouds in the sky did not disperse. It seemed that it would rain soon.

The old monk thanked the Jiang family again and left.

As expected, the rain lasted until the next morning. Chen was lucky, fortunate that he didn't make Hu spicy soup yesterday, otherwise he couldn't sell it to the stall, and it wasn't all wasted.

On the other hand, Jiang Yunzhu had a rare late sleep, lying on the bed, listening to the drizzle outside the window, rethinking the plan he had made yesterday, and getting up when he felt that there were no loopholes.

At Sishi, the rain stopped, everything seemed to be washed, very fresh, she told Mrs. Chen that she wanted to go out for a walk.

Chen didn't care.

Jiang Yunzhu went out and looked to the west. Sure enough, there were two steep peaks there, one tall and one short. It, the **** is slightly gentler.

There are mountains everywhere in Wuling County. I hadn't noticed these two before, and I didn't know that there was a temple on that mountain.

Jiang Yunzhu walked over there.

She now walks five or six miles to the town every day, and she has become proficient in walking. A distance of more than ten miles is nothing, and she has already reached the foot of the mountain.

There is an official road here, but there are very few people, occasionally one or two are seen, and most of them are collecting firewood. There are mines on other mountains, and people are not allowed to go up the mountain. This Xifeng mountain is not guarded, so many people come here to collect firewood.

Jiang Yunzhu followed a small road up the mountain, and just halfway there, he saw three people hurrying down from above.

There are two old monks, one of whom is carrying a young monk on his back.

That old monk was the one she saw yesterday.

"Yuan Xing, I'll take Yayoi to see a doctor in a while, and you can go to the town to see if you can spend some money so that he can get medicine for him." The old monk Yuan Jue said.

"Brother, I understand." Another person agreed.

Jiang Yunzhu immediately understood what had happened, and looked behind the old monk. Sure enough, the young monk was only five or six years old, and his face was flushed red.

"Master." She greeted the old monk.

The old monk recognized her, but he didn't have time to talk to her at the moment, so he said, "Miss?"

"Send him to see a doctor first." Jiang Yunzhu said.

"Good." The old monk said.

The four of them went to the town together, and then the old monk named Yuan Xing left, probably for alms, and Jiang Yunzhu followed the old monk to Guangshantang.

"Ten money for a consultation." The clerk of Guangshan Hall said.

The old monk fumbled in his sleeve for a long time, only found out six coins, "Benefactor, can you..."

"Our Guangshantang is not a shantang. If everyone was like you, wouldn't we starve to death? Who will see you at that time?" The guy had just been scolded by the shopkeeper in the morning, and he was in a bad mood, so he went cold speak.

The old monk shivered, touching the young monk's forehead to test the temperature, while looking out, hoping that his junior brother would come back soon and collect enough money to see a doctor.

"I have it here." Jiang Yunzhu said. With that said, she took out four coins and put them on the case.

The old monk looked at her, "The benefactor."

"Hurry up and see a doctor for him." Jiang Yunzhu said.

The old monk nodded and handed the ten coins to the man.

The man took the money and asked them to go to the next room.

The old monk walked over there with the young monk on his back, and Jiang Yunzhu followed.

"I've got a cold, and my condition is very serious. I need to take medicine quickly, so I don't catch a cold again." The doctor said, brushing out a prescription.

The old monk is going to pick up the prescription.

"Master, let me go, you take care of him." Jiang Yunzhu knew that he had no money, and he couldn't get the medicine after taking the prescription, so he took the prescription and went outside to get the medicine.

"Thank you benefactor, thank you benefactor." The old monk really didn't expect that a girl he met by chance yesterday would be willing to help him like this.

It is a big problem in any era to treat diseases and take medicine. Such a few packs of medicine cost Jiang Yunzhu two hundred Wen, which is almost worth what the Jiang family earned after a hard morning. But human life was at stake, and Jiang Yunzhu had to discuss the matter with the old monk, so he didn't take it to heart.

At this time, the old monk was standing at the door with the young monk on his back.

Jiang Yunzhu went over and signaled that he had finished grabbing the medicine.

"Thank you benefactor, otherwise the child's life may be lost." The old monk thanked again.

"Master, you don't need to be too polite, let's go back and make medicine for him first." Jiang Yunzhu said.

The two walked out, and when they reached the entrance of the town, they saw Yuan Xing was begging for alms. Some kind-hearted people thought he was an old monk, so they gave him a penny or two, but the medicine cost a lot of money. How could this be enough? .

Yuan Xing was also so anxious that sweat broke out on his face.

"Junior Brother." The old monk called him.

"Brother." Yuan woke up.

"This female benefactor helped Yayoi pay for the consultation and medicine in advance." The old monk explained that Jiang Yunzhu had paid in advance, meaning that when he had money in the future, he would still have to return it to Jiang Yunzhu.

"Thank you, benefactor." Yuan Xing clasped his hands together, expressing his gratitude to Jiang Yunzhu.

The four of them hurried back again, and after a while, they arrived at the mountain, where the three of them were waiting anxiously, two old and one young.

"Go in first." Before the three asked, the old monk said.

After entering the temple, the old monk put the young monk down, someone took care of him, someone took the medicine to fry his back, and several people were busy.

Jiang Yunzhu looked around.

This is a two-entry temple, not too big. There are a few side halls in the front, and a goddess riding a white tiger is enshrined in the hall in the middle.

It's a pity that after a long time, the paint on the statue is very mottled, which damages the demeanor of the goddess.

This is the goddess of heaven, right? Jiang Yunzhu thought. She had never heard of this goddess. In ancient times, there were two goddesses with names similar to hers. One was the goddess Nuba, the daughter of the Yellow Emperor.

There is also the Nine Heavens Xuannv, the Nine Heavens Empress, who has a human head and a bird body, and she is a Taoist.

I don't know who it is today. There is no corresponding figure in Buddhism. It may be someone who the villagers built a temple to worship her in gratitude for her kindness.

Behind the temple is the place where the monks live. This temple has not been repaired for an unknown period of time. Almost all the side halls in the front have collapsed, and there are also dilapidated houses in the back. It rained all night yesterday, and now there are almost There is no dry place, and the cold wind blows, blowing straight through the heart.

No wonder the little monk suffered from the cold.

"Thank you." The old monk came over and thanked Jiang Yunzhu again. Seeing her staring at the broken house, he sighed.

There is no incense in the temple, and no newcomers come. The old ones will die when they die, but the two young ones? I don't know if there are any kind people who want to adopt them. It's just that they were abandoned in the first place, and they were all at an awkward age, so they might not be able to find someone else.

Thinking of this, the old monk felt uncomfortable.

At this moment, Jiang Yunzhu asked gently, "Master, do you want this temple to flourish again?"

The old monk couldn't believe his ears at all, what she was saying.

Jiang Yunzhu thought the old monk was getting old, so he didn't hear clearly, so he asked again, "Master, do you want this temple to flourish again?"

Of course I want to, the old monk dreams about it, but how to prosper?

"Master, I have an idea." Jiang Yunzhu told the old monk about his plan.

The old monk was dumbfounded, is this okay?

"Master, if you don't try, how will you know?" Jiang Yunzhu said.

The old monk is still hesitating, is this a lie? Will the Empress of Heaven be angry?

"The heavenly maiden has a spirit, and she will understand the master's painstaking efforts."

The old monk looked at the dilapidated house, and then looked at the people in the house, the old and the young, who might not even be able to survive this cold winter, he sighed, that's all, if there is hell, let him go there alone. Can.

However, Jiang Yunzhu knew that this was not lying, but saving lives, so she didn't feel any psychological burden at all. She explained the plan to the old monk in detail, and gave him some money, and the two split up and got busy.

Mrs. Chen found that something was wrong with Jiang Yunzhu recently, she had to run outside every day, and asked her what she was doing, she always had various reasons.

Fortunately, she didn't go for a long time each time, so she didn't think much about it.

Seeing that Lidong is coming, Lidong wants to eat dumplings.

This custom originated from Zhang Zhongjing, when the dumplings were called jiaoer. As a great medical scientist, Zhang Zhongjing, after he resigned from office and returned to his hometown, found that the ears of the common people were frozen in winter, so he wrapped mutton and other things that dispelled cold and warmed up in skins, put them in water and boiled them, which is called dispelling cold. Jiaoer soup.

Later, because the dumplings were shaped like ears, people passed them around, and there was a proverb "If you don't serve dumpling bowls in Lidong, no one cares about your ears if they freeze".

Jiang Yunzhu didn't deliberately promote her takeaway business, but in the past few days, apart from the long-faced soldiers and the man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, she still has a lot of customers, and now the money she makes at noon every day is almost catching up with making breakfast.

"Yunzhu, otherwise, let's sell dumplings instead of stir-fry on Lidong's day!" Mrs. Chen said to Jiang Yunzhu while cleaning the kitchen.

"Yeah." Jiang Yunzhu thought about something in her heart, and responded casually.

At this time, in a camp on the mountain not far away, the guard with thick eyebrows and big eyes had just returned from the market, handed it to Yang Sheng respectfully, and then dared to ask, "Deputy Commander, what is in this food box?" What, so fragrant?"

Yang Sheng is easy to talk, so the guard asked this question. If it were Shen Fengming, he would have wished to retreat as far as possible.

"What's in it, of course it's food." Yang Sheng took the food box and said with a smile.

The guard twitched the corner of his mouth. Of course he knew it was food, but what was it? Seeing that Yang Sheng was happy today, he asked again, "Then can I buy one too?" Suddenly, he saw the brothers behind him winking at him, and he added, "Or buy a few more copies, and give them too." Eat some."

In the past few days, the guards of the Qilin Guard smelled the aroma of the vegetables and watched Yang Sheng eat deliciously, so they also wanted to go to Jiang Yunzhu's to buy some soup, steamed stuffed buns or vegetables. Of course, this depends on Yang Sheng's opinion.

"You want to eat too?" Yang Sheng raised his eyebrows.

The guard nodded quickly.

"So many people are going to buy it, I'm afraid that others won't find us, right?" Yang Sheng snorted. And with so many people going to buy it, how busy Miss Jiang is, she has barely slept now.

What good things are these **** thinking!

The guards had a bitter look on their faces, thinking that they can't do it now, when this matter is over, they go to the stall to buy food, and the deputy commander will not be able to control them.

Well, it should be soon, it's only been a few days, check the list again, and they should be able to arrest people.

On the mountain, when Zhu Liang came in, he was startled by Wang Bin's appearance. He was haggard, red-eyed, sitting there with his long knife in his hand, as if he hadn't slept all night.

"General Wang." Zhu Liang shouted anxiously, why did this happen.

"Is Jiang Lu back?" Wang Bin asked.

"Jiang Lu's mother was seriously ill yesterday, and she only went back for a day. How could she come back so soon?" Zhu Liang said.

Wang Bin grinned, "He won't come back."

Zhu Liang didn't understand. Suddenly, he asked in surprise, "What does the general mean?" He ran away and was arrested, or?

Wang Bin looked at him with a calm tone, "Call all of us here. You should have heard of the famous name of Shen Buliu. Those who took the money will not even want to live."

Shen Buliu... Zhu Liang broke out in a cold sweat.

After a while, there were more than a dozen people in the room, all of them looked anxious. These days Wang Bin's turmoil made them very nervous, and they couldn't eat or sleep well.

"We are grasshoppers on the same rope. Today I want to hear everyone's thoughts." Wang Bin glanced at everyone and said.

Everyone reacted differently. Some people thought that Wang Bin made a fuss too much. They guarded the mine like an iron barrel. Even if the Qilin Guards came, they would not be able to find anything.

Some people are terrified, after all, it is about their lives.

Everyone was chattering, some said that they should write to the sixth prince and ask him what he thinks, some said that they should find a reason to close the mine for a while, and some suggested that they should find a scapegoat and wait for Qilin When Wei came, hand him over.

As soon as he said this, everyone's expressions changed.

Scapegoat, who should be the scapegoat.

After discussing for a long time, there was no result.

When the crowd dispersed, Wang Bin stroked the knife in his hand with a calm expression on his face.

Zhu Liang felt that he was so scary, so he called him, "General Wang."

"I really regret it." That's what Wang Bin said. He worked so **** the battlefield and finally became the commander of the first army. Who would have thought that a mistake would cause eternal hatred.

"General Wang, things haven't reached that point yet," Zhu Liang persuaded.

Wang Bin shook his head, there was no chance, he could feel that the knife was already on his neck.

Zhu Liang didn't quite believe his feeling, thinking that he was scaring himself.

But Wang Bin knew that there was really no chance. He had crawled out of the dead, and this premonition had saved his life several times, and now it told him he was going to die.

Maybe today, maybe tomorrow, what awaits him is a thunderous blow!

He might not even have a chance to struggle, and he would be crushed to death like an ant.

He is not reconciled! Did not die on the battlefield, but died here.

He clenched the long knife in his hand, stood up abruptly, overflowing with murderous aura.

After all, it was learned on the battlefield.

"General Wang." Zhu Liang stammered.

"I have an idea." Wang Bin said.

"What?" Zhu Liang asked.

"Fight to the death." Wang Bin said.

Zhu Liang opened his eyes wide, he didn't quite understand what he meant.

Wang Bin smiled, with the smell of blood in his mouth, he licked his lips, General, he should take the initiative to attack and wait for death, he would feel wronged even if he died.

His eyes were bloodshot, and with his appearance, he looked like a madman.

"General Wang, what the hell..." Zhu Liang asked.

Wang Bin's plan is very simple. He concluded that Shen Fengming and Qilinwei are in Wuling Mine, and the nearest to Wuling Mine is Changshi Village, maybe they are hiding there.

They searched the surroundings several times, but they didn't find anything, which doesn't mean they didn't exist. Qilin Guard has this ability.

Raid Changshi Village and pretend to be a bandit. If Qilinwei's people are there, just kill them all. When the person is dead, the sixth prince will have his own way to argue for him. Moreover, there are many people in the court who hate Shen Fengming.

And even if Qilinwei's people are not in Changshi Village, and the people of Changshi Village are attacked by bandits, don't they just watch the people being killed and don't save them?

As soon as they come out to save people, he kills them all.

If those bandits still can't kill them, he will take the mine defenders to kill them himself, encircle and suppress the bandits, the person who killed the Qilin Guard, sorry, he killed them by mistake, and thought it was someone else's fake.

Zhu Liang just stayed there after hearing this. This is really not a plan that ordinary people can come up with, but it is undeniable that it is indeed a good idea. It's just that those people in Changshi Village died a little unjustly.

Moreover, the follow-up processing will be very troublesome. Shen Fengming, Qilinwei, those are not ordinary people, if they really die here, the imperial court will not let it go.

"You don't think there are no dead people on the battlefield, do you? The battlefield is the greatest victory at the least cost." Wang Bin sneered.

Of course Zhu Liang knew, but he still felt that he hadn't reached that point yet.

Wang Bin felt that it had already arrived. Moreover, even if this plan fails, it can still force Shen Fengming out, which is better than him watching from the dark all the time.

As for those people who died...he had seen a lot on the battlefield.

To prepare manpower, this plan is set on the night of Lidong.

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