Buddha kill GL

There is something terrible down there.

The carriage was walking on the avenue, and there were also cars and horses on both sides avoiding parking, and there were some people walking in twos and threes from time to time.

These are the people at the bottom of the mountain, some with their hair crowned, some with their panties on their arms, and some with buns, talking and laughing, and some of them are silent.

In addition to occasionally seeing ordinary people from the bottom of the mountain, Zisang also saw patches of paddy fields, which he knew, and cattle could sometimes be seen in the fields.

The cows I saw in the past were all pulling the frame, but the cows in the paddy field were walking around with a rake, and some birds would flop around on the paddy field from time to time.

Seeing the strangeness along the way, Zisang had already forgotten most of the crying in Xianpan Mountain.

At the back, there are more and more people on both sides of the road, and sometimes there are flying horses galloping by. This kind of sight made her stare.

But she was happy and happy, and she gradually became unhappy again. She didn't know who to tell the joy she saw.

In Changzhou City, where the carriage enters when the sun is setting, the streets are indeed full of people. The host said these are the sentient beings, and now I am also a sentient being here.

After the bustle, the surroundings began to cool down again. The carriage rattled on the green brick boards, and the crisp hoofbeats slowly swayed in the alley, and the carriage slowly stopped.

Someone lifted the curtain to the side, and Zisang saw a vermilion lacquer gate at a glance. It was not as high as the Buddhist gate, but it was full of reliefs and painted with gold everywhere, which was very grand.

Kong Tong's voice fluttered in through the carriage, he said, we're at home, let's get out of the car.

Only then did Zisang step out of the car door. Seeing that the shaft of the car was very high, she suddenly called forward, one of them knelt by the side of the car shaft, and the other came to help her.

She was a little flustered, and leaned on the man's hand, thinking that the man who supported him would carry her down, but the man only held her arm and led her to step on the kneeling back.

She had nowhere to go, so she stepped on it, but it landed firmly on the ground.

As soon as she got off the man, she repeatedly said a few sins, sins, Amitabha.

But those people ignored him, and hurriedly drove to disassemble the frame.

Zisang saw a lot of people standing behind Kongtong, all of them lowered their heads slightly, when everyone saw her turn around, all of them leaned down and said, welcome the prince back to the manor.

Zi Sang looked at Kong Tong helplessly, not knowing what to do, Kong Tong just smiled, then turned around and asked the person next to him, where is Lord Hou.

Zisang also wanted to ask this, why didn't his father-in-law come to pick him up.

The man said that Master Hou was playing chess with Zhou Cheng.

Kong Tong hummed, pointed to the big plaque on the door and said to Zisang, this is your father-in-law's residence, and he can read the characters.

How could he not know each other? It's not difficult, Zisang Lang Langer opened his mouth and read, Fengsu Hou's Mansion.

The threshold of Hou's Mansion was also high, but it was not halfway to the Buddhist gate, so he raised his leg and stepped in. Kongtong led Zisang into the mansion, and then he walked around.

The houses in the Hou Mansion are much more than those in the monastery, but the scenery of each house is very elegantly arranged, not as simple as in the monastery.

The more you walk, the smaller the path in front of you, and you feel like you have reached the end.

Zisang asked Kongtong, uncle, where are we going?

Kong Tong said, in the small courtyard arranged by your father-in-law, you should live in the courtyard these days.

While speaking, he stopped in front of a courtyard and let Zisang in.

The sun has set, leaving only the afterglow of the day, shining on no one and no courtyard.

This place is much larger than the small courtyard where my mother lived in Xianpan. Once you enter the hall, there are two living rooms and a study room on both sides. There are also exquisite tables and chairs in it. .

Zisang asked Kongtong, will mother and I both live here?

Kong Tong only smiled, neither shook his head nor nodded.

Kong Tong ordered the people next to him to prepare meals and bring them up, and asked the people next to him, where did he ask to find a servant?

The man hurriedly said in response, and he came.

When Zisang walked around the front and back yards and returned to the gate, he saw two half-grown children coming in, one was about the same size as her, and the other was taller than her, wearing a ring bun.

When the two met Zi Sangdu Fushen said that they had met the young master.

Didn't mother say that if she was in the house, she should be called Miss?

Why do these two call her the young master? It turns out that my mother doesn't know everything.

The tall girl said that her servant's name is Yuanxiu.

The short little boy said that the slave's name is Tongfu.

Kong Tong said that these two people will always stay with you in the courtyard from now on.

Zisang thought, then they would be like Yuanhe and would accompany her every day, she nodded in agreement.

Kong Tong is leaving now, he said, you can't leave the yard by yourself without my permission.

Zisang was startled at this moment, and she said, Uncle Gong, why is that.

The sky had completely dimmed, and the lantern on the courtyard gate shone on Kong Tong's face, he still smiled, he said, you have to be obedient.

With the help of the lamp and night shadows, Zisang could see why Kongtong's smile was different from that of the hosts.

There is no mercy in Kongtong's smile.

Seeing him walking out of the courtyard, Zisang ran after him with small steps.

But as soon as he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, he was stopped by the man who had been following Kongtong with a sword. The man had a square face and a pair of slanted eyebrows, which looked a bit like a Rakshasa.

Kongtong walked away, Zi Sangyuan wanted to ask him when my father-in-law will come to see me, or when I can see my father-in-law.

And she also wants to say, if it's not Kongtong, let me go back to Xianpanshan first, this yard is good or bad, but it's empty, there is no mother, it's strange to be afraid of people.

The courtyard door was slammed shut.

What she wanted to say, what she wanted to ask, she didn't say a word.

When he turned around, the people in the yard had already been busy inside the house, laying out the things in the food box one by one. When Zisang entered the house, they also tidied up and stood aside.

The one named Yuanxiu said, the meals are all set, let the young master eat.

Tongfu came obediently with a small plate of water, Yuanxiu asked Zisang to wash her hands first, and then gave her a handkerchief to dry her hands.

This led her to the case again.

On that case, there were several things that Zisang knew except for a plate of green vegetables, but he had never seen anything else.

She picked up the chopsticks on the desk, stared at Yuanxiu timidly, and said why don't you eat them.

Tongfu's eyes lit up, but he quickly lowered his head.

Yuanxiu said, we are slaves, we have to wait until you finish eating before we eat.

A slave is a person who has no official position, no wealth, no land and no family background.

Zi Sang nodded half-understanding, looked at the oily and yellow things on the table, stretched out his chopsticks, picked up a piece, and put it in his mouth.

She didn't know what it tasted like, but she felt that it was delicious, so she picked up a second piece. After her hunger was relieved, she asked Yuanxiu, what is it that I ate?

Tongfu rushed to answer and said, this is roast chicken.

It turned out that this was the roast chicken that Yuanhe had always wanted to eat. Thinking of this, Zisang couldn't help clapping her hands together, saying that she was guilty, but she had another thought. She thought, I am not a true disciple of Buddhism.

So she ate another piece of chicken, and looked at the other dishes, but she didn't recognize them, so she asked Yuan Xiu to tell her about them.

Yuan Xiu had some doubts on his face, but he still said carefully, this is fish, this is pork belly...

Halfway through eating, Zisang thought that she would leave it for Yuanxiu and Tongfu, so she didn't dare to eat any more. In fact, she was already full, but she hadn't eaten these, so she was reluctant to put down her chopsticks.

She stood up, and Yuan Xiu handed her tea to rinse her mouth, and waited for her to wash her hands, one by one in order.

Zisang said, how did you do so well.

It is more detailed than Niangqin. I don't know when Niangqin will come?

Yuan Xiu said, we are born to do this, and we need to live by this, and if we do it for a long time, we will naturally be able to do it smoothly.

Yuanxiu and Tongfu ate up the rest of the food, and then took the food box to the next room to wash and put it away. Wherever Yuanxiu and the others went, Zisang followed.

Sometimes Yuanxiu would be startled by Zisang when she turned around, and would say, you are the master, it's better not to come into the house this time.

There is nothing special in the next room, just some washing utensils, and some dishes and tea utensils.

Zisang said, why don't you let me in?

Yuan Xiu was also a little dazed at the time, and she looked at Zisang with a strange look in her eyes. She said, if you don't get dusty, it means that you upper-class people should not go in and out of this kind of place when you were born.

Zisang argued with her, and she said, no, those who are not dusty are monks on the mountain.

In this way, Yuan Xiu looked at her even more strangely, but she didn't argue with her anymore, she said that you are the master, so that's fine if you like it.

After everything was tidied up, Zisang surrounded Yuanxiu and Tongfu, always asking them some questions.

Yuan Xiu said that she is 13 years old, and Tong Fu is younger, only eight years old.

Yuan Xiu said that they used to be children living in slave yards, without parents, they had to learn how to serve others when they were five years old, and sometimes they worked as long-term workers, sometimes as part-time workers.

Yuan Xiu said that the price offered by the Hou Mansion is very high, but it is good to just talk about it for a period of time.

She said that if they don't do it here, the stewards of the slave house will help them find a new home.

Zisang also asked, why do you call me little master?

Yuan Xiu said that it was the young master Kong Tongrang who called him that.

Zisang also asked them, do you know my father-in-law Fengsuhou?

Yuanxiu and Tongfu nodded first, then shook their heads again, they said, the person in charge would teach you about Fengsuhou.

Zisang said, why is this?

Still shaking his head.

When it was time, Yuan Xiu asked Tongfu to light a fire in front of the stove, and when the water was hot, he had to wash Zisang's feet and wipe his body. After a lot of tossing, Yuan Xiu suddenly said, so you are a daughter.

Zisang said, I was born in the body of a daughter.

Yuan Xiu said, no wonder you pointed me here, but why are you wearing men's clothes.

Zisang said, I don't know either, and my mother didn't tell me why, I just rummaged through the suitcase, and there were all these clothes, and I didn't have to give me anything else to wear.

At night, Zisang turned around on the bed, feeling very uneasy without his mother, but after working hard for half a day, his body gradually became calm, and the day of going down the mountain to the Marquis' mansion was over.

In the dream, it was the Golden Light Living Buddha.

She knelt down head-on, and before the Living Buddha could speak, she couldn't help but kowtow and said, I've gone down the mountain today, and I've become a prostitute.

Punish me with hell.

The living Buddha said, where does the infinity come from, the human world is the great world, suffering and joy are equal to the sky, all rewards and punishments originate from the cause and bear fruit, all phenomena are born together, Bodhi bears fruit, falls to the ground and becomes a child, and rebirth bears the cause, and the exchange is endless.

The author has something to say:

All the Buddha’s sayings in this article are all nonsense. If there is something that offends the Bodhisattva, the official will point it out and I will change it myself. Wen, who writes a text, does not have a problem with each other.