MTL - I Was an Abbot in Ancient Times-Chapter 52

Waking up early this day, Lin Zhao turned on the system as usual and was about to scan it, but found that there were more than 20 new faces collected next to the blacklist for rejecting visitors.

There were more than 20 gangsters who harbored evil intentions towards the temple in one night?

Lin Zhao was surprised and curious, and looked at them one by one. They were all unfamiliar faces, but all of them carried the evil spirit of having seen human blood.

"System, have these people gone down the mountain now?"

"No, they are still wandering in the jungle, trying to find their way to the temple."

Don't you give up?

Lin Zhao thought, it seems that some important person has set his sights on the temple and ordered the people sent to die, and the group of people who have not completed the task may not leave.

"Warning! Warning! The temple was attacked by torches flying not far away, whether to open the firewall, whether to open the firewall!"

"Turn it on!" Lin Zhao frowned. The temple is surrounded by dense forests. This group of people sent archers to throw torches. If it doesn't work in the next step, I'm afraid they will set fire to the mountain!

Lin Zhao called Youtong, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Youtong raised his eyebrows and sneaked down the mountain cleverly and nimbly avoiding everyone's eyes and ears.

Then he told Huitong to protect the children in the temple and let them not go out today. Don't worry about watering the temple fields in advance. If the children ask the reason, he will take them to practice boxing for a while.

A quarter of an hour later, Youtong took all the government officials in the county up the mountain and quietly surrounded the twenty or so masked men in black in the dense forest.

The leader of these people is obviously a very vigilant and experienced person in combat. The police officers surrounded him, and he noticed it before he showed his trace. He ordered the team to line up and strengthen their guard.

However, they only catch thieves and gangsters on weekdays, and the police officers who maintain law and order have no chance of winning against them.

The man in black wanted to break through, but was caught again. These government officials rushed up and quickly left before the knife point clashed, as if they didn't intend to kill the enemy and arrest them.

The leader of the men in black quickly realized that these people were delaying time, but it was too late.

The head catcher took the county magistrate's handwriting and notified the local garrison. The well-trained garrison rushed towards them like a tide, and the men in black immediately scattered like ants in panic.

"Bang!" A thunder exploded on the ground.

After a burst of thick smoke, all the men in black disappeared.

Who sent these men in black?

Could it be that someone in Kyoto knew his identity?

He was actually willing to send elites to get rid of him. It seemed that the other party felt that he was a great threat.

Lin Zhao frowned and thought.

Kyoto is going to be in chaos, so I have to go to Beijing.

Now the important positions in the temple are arranged by masters, even if I leave for a while, there will be no problem.

There is Dianzao Shantong, who is in charge of the temple meals and the fasting hall, and there are two fire heads;

Zhike who receives pilgrims has flexible tung tree;

The Zhidian who manages the incense and sanitation of the temple has a green head;

The owner of the farm and territory has long hair;

There are no two owners who manage the vegetable field, or Caitou;

The treasurer in charge of the warehouse is not good;

Chanting scriptures on duty in the Daxiong Hall will be handed over to the unconscious;

The person in charge of the morning class handed it over to Changmei, and the children in the Bell and Drum Tower and other halls were on duty...

After making sure there was nothing missing, Lin Zhao took Huitong with him and was ready to go.

Everyone knew that the abbot had to travel far because of the black-clothed people last time, and they were very worried about his safety.

Seeing Lin Zhao throwing the burden into the carriage and standing in front of the shaft to bid them farewell, everyone felt an indescribable worry in their hearts.

"Abbot, what if you meet a man in black on the road? Can Brother Huitong protect you alone?" Bulei blinked and asked everyone's worries.

Huitong, who was being questioned, raised his round eyes, but he was not tired because he was a child, and because he was worried about Lin Zhao, he just stared casually to show that he was not weak at all.

Lin Zhao naturally thought about this problem. The man in black appeared too suddenly last time. He was also afraid that if the hidden guard sent by the emperor would make a move, it would arouse the suspicion of the enemy in the dark. As a prince, it was only for the hidden guards to pay attention to protect him at that time.

As soon as he left now, the focus on the opposite side should shift accordingly, and he needed to get in touch with the emperor through the post of the hidden guard on the way, so he took half of the hidden guard's staff with him when he went out this time.

But in the eyes of all the monks, Lin Zhao brought a Huitong. No matter how powerful Senior Brother Huitong is, he can't beat four hands with two fists.

"Abbot, why don't you modify it?" Youtong said hesitantly.

"good idea!"

"They thought the abbot was a monk. If the abbot changed into something else, they would not be able to recognize him soon!"

As soon as he said this, everyone agreed, and everyone began to discuss and decide the direction of the modification.

"Then what should I change it into?"

"That's the one I think!" "Okay!" "I like it!"

Half a year has passed since the successful trial planting of rice and the harvest of the rice seeds sent to the emperor, and it is another autumn of the year.

The nearby farmlands were all covered with rapeseed, a piece of yellow, and there were stupid bees flying back and forth. When the wind blew, golden waves swayed.

In autumn, the wind was strong on the boat, and it was going against the wind, so they chose to take a carriage by land this time.

When passing by the surrounding villages, I saw them still enthusiastically stirring the pulp pool under the shed and hanging straw paper, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of stability in my heart.

Because the rice seeds have been distributed to each household, their faces are not only satisfied but also faintly excited when they think of a good harvest in the coming year.

The carriage rattled and gradually drove away from the initial land that Lin Zhao traveled through.

Walking along the section of the road from Yangzhou Road to Chuzhou Road, it was remote and uninhabited. When Lin Zhao and Huitong had eaten up all the dry food they had brought and ran out of ammunition and food, they finally saw a banner flying in the wind.

It says "wine" on it.

This is a restaurant.

Great, you can take a good rest and replenish water and food by the way. Lin Zhao, who had been driving for several days, felt that he almost died from the fatigue of ancient boats and cars.

He jumped out of the carriage and stepped into the door of the restaurant.

The waiter behind the counter felt that the light at the door was covered by shadows, raised his head, saw Lin Zhao, and immediately opened his mouth into an exaggerated "O".

This, where is this savage?

The hat is covered with feathers of various birds, the face is painted with two layers of green mud, the two sides are neatly braided, the wolf tooth chain is hung around the neck, and there is even a piece of animal skin wrapped around the waist (contributed by the red panda) .

Immediately after, followed by a burly man with a beard and a hat.

"Xiaoer! Two bowls of Yangchun noodles and thirty dry biscuits."

The burly man roared, shaking him back to his senses.

"Okay! Guest officer, please wait a moment!"

Huitong went to the table first, wiped the table and chairs for Lin Zhao with his sleeve, and invited him to take a seat. He dutifully played the role that Youtong and the others arranged for him, the bodyguard who escorted the young master who had been lost for twenty years home.

Yes, Lin Zhao, dressed as a savage, played the role of a rich young man who was abducted by a kidnapper and fled to a valley by himself to be raised by wild wolves. This time he came to Beijing to find his relatives and return home.

After inquiring about the story from Huitong, Xiaoer Dian wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked at the legendary Lin Zhao with silent admiration in his eyes.

It's amazing to be able to live and grow up with wolves.

He turned around and went into the back kitchen, and told the cook about it. The cook sighed and added some more ingredients to Lin Zhao and Huitong's noodle bowls.

What happened to this guest is really sympathetic, so let's take care of him more.

After chatting and gossiping with the cook, the waiter in the shop heard some movement from the front, and wiped his forehead with a sweat towel hanging around his neck, "There is another guest ahead, I'll go and take a look."

"There are quite a lot of people today." The cook muttered.

Lifting the curtain, the waiter went to the lobby, and sure enough, he saw two new guests sitting on the table, a scholar with delicate skin and tender flesh, and a fair and beautiful young lady.

Both of them were sweating profusely and their cheeks were flushed. Even so, the hands under the table were tightly held together, not letting go.

"I don't think my hands are too sweaty." The shop waiter couldn't help but whispered sourly, and then stepped forward to ask Miss Scholar what she wanted to eat.

Soon Lin Zhao and Huitong's Yangchun noodles came. The soup was clear and delicious, light and refreshing. While eating, Lin Zhao was attracted by the only two other guests in the lobby.

"Qianfan, how long do we have to walk, I'm so tired." The young lady's soft voice, complaining is also very cute.

"Soon, soon." The scholar patted her hand as a sign of comfort. It's just that during the speech, the eyes are always flying around, looking at the reactions of other people in the lobby, and the words are vague, as if they are afraid that others will get any information from their conversations.

But he didn't know that his veiled behavior attracted people's attention. Didn't he see that the waiter's eyes had been staring at them and never moved away?

After eating a bowl of noodles and drinking a glass of water, Lin Zhao felt a little sleepy. Usually at this time he was resting with his eyes closed in the meditation hall of the temple. Discuss with Huitong and prepare for lunch break before continuing on the road.

After chatting with the waiter, Lin Zhao was about to go upstairs to the room to rest. When he turned around, he took a second look at the fair and beautiful young lady. For some reason, she always gave Lin Zhao a strange feeling, something indescribably wrong.

They met by chance, but they were just passers-by, and Lin Zhao didn't intend to investigate further. He went directly to the room and lay down. Huitong was in the next room.

When he woke up again, he found himself tied to the head of the bed.

…

Did I meet a black shop?

In ancient times, the road was far away. Besides bandits, there were also black shops.

It's a pity that I realized it a little late. Lin Zhao looked at the rope on his wrist, it was a complicated knot, and it was tied several times.

In the back kitchen, the waiter happily reported to the cook. "It's done! Second child, your drug addiction is really powerful."

"Thanks to you telling me that these two were raised by wild wolves. I specially added a lot of weight, so I'm afraid they won't fall!"

"No matter how fierce it is, it's not as strong as your Mongolian sweat medicine. These two tough ones are down, and the two thin-skinned and tender ones..." The waiter slobbered, "Hey, it's easy to grab!"

"When will the proprietress and the third child come back?"

"Hurry up, it's estimated that half a stick of incense will arrive."

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