"His he entered the tenant farmer's village?"

After learning the news, the bald monk immediately tied the dry food bag back to his waist and lifted up his sword. He heard the strange and strange talks of the Kyushu Temple, and wanted to see if there was really a Buddha light behind the Kyushu eagle, Luo's family. "This time I will do it. Kyushu Temple, you can wait."

Seeing the bald monk's energetic appearance, Master Ru also spat into his palm and held the wooden stick tightly. "Don't let him run away this time. This is the Buddha's instructions." He turned to Kenshin Temple and said, "Master, are you not going? This is a great opportunity."

"I'm hungry. Even if Amitabha Buddha has instructions, there is no way to go when he's hungry."

Ru Master smacked his tongue and followed the bald monk. The bald monk ran to the tenant farmer's village while recalling Benzheng Temple Jianru's words just now, and he was full of doubts.

No matter how compassionate Amitabha is, he will never be able to harvest rice without farming. Without rice, he will inevitably face hunger. Although there are rumors that lotus flowers fall from the sky, the bald monk has never heard of rice falling from the sky. Even lotus flowers, which he has never seen with his own eyes. In this way, the Buddhist light shines behind Zhengliang, may not be nonsense.

The morning mist has gradually dissipated. In the nearby woods and fields, flags with the words "Namo Amitabha" and black eagle white flags were floating everywhere. After the defeat, the deserters who fled back to the temple joined forces with the monk soldiers who were staying in the temple to temporarily set up a defense line to the east of the tenant village near the temple. The army of the Luo family who was pursuing came to the village, and the camps were also set up outside the village. The two sides did not fight directly for the time being. They were in a confrontation.

At this time, Zhengliang, who entered the village, was resting and walking. He had just bent down and drilled through the fence made of podium arhat. He immediately smelled a smell of horse manure. It turned out that he was on the back of the stable. However, there were no war horses in the stable. The war horses had been taken away in the early morning battle. Now the only remaining ones are only a few ordinary horses.

"Sir, please drink a bowl of water!" At this time, a tenant farmer woman who was originally responsible for the stable came to Masayoshi with a bowl of water in her hands. The woman's husband seemed to be quite timid and was kneeling in a nearby open space. As a close servant, Kato Kusato immediately took out a silver needle, took the woman's water and tried whether it was poisonous before he personally took it to Masayoshi.

"Madam, the water tastes very good." After taking the water and drinking it in one breath, Masayoshi said. The battle in the early morning and the continuous pursuit did make Masayoshi feel a little thirsty.

"Thank you for your appreciation, please use another bowl."

"No, a bowl is enough."

"No. Please use another bowl."

"Hahaha," Masayoshi smiled, "It's really no need. Does the lady have something to say to me?" Seeing the woman in front of her, Masayoshi naturally could see that the other party had something to ask for.

"Yes." The woman directly admitted Zhengliang's question.

"So please tell me."

"Sir, can we really have fields to farm by ourselves?" The woman finally asked at this time. She had heard the discussions of the leaders of the nearby villages of Tengtian, which were not Honzen Temple. She learned that under the laws of the Luo family, they would be able to farm by themselves. They would no longer have to be oppressed by the temple. After she learned about it, she was very concerned about it. She secretly discussed with her husband many times, and even planned to escape from here and to the Luo family's territory.

"Yes, you will get the fields to farm, you only need to pay tax once a year." Zhengliang was stunned by the question of the woman at first. He thought that this bold woman would have any difficult questions to answer, but it turned out to be such a simple question, so he immediately answered with certainty.

"Is this true?" The woman was a little unbelievable about Zhengliang's answer, so she confirmed again.

"real!"

"This? Sir, if it is true, can we go to the village of Luo's family to farm?" The woman asked again with hope. Although she didn't know who the adult was in front of her, she knew that the adult was a big shot in the Luo's family. As long as the adult could give a clear answer, she decided to flee with her husband and two daughters in the family to the territory of the Luo's family.

"Haha, no need." Zhengliang replied.

"Big... Sir..." Because Zhengliang seemed to refuse, he suddenly felt like a bolt from the blue, making the woman's face pale and her voice trembled.

"No, you misunderstood. What I mean is that from today, this place will become the territory of the Luo family, so soon the fields here will be distributed to you for farming."

"Ah?" The woman was stunned by Zhengliang's sudden answer and became stunned.

Seeing the incredible look of the woman in front of her, Zhengliang sighed lightly. The wish of leading the people was so simple, but he just wanted to get a piece of land to farm safely.

Just as Masayoshi sighed and walked towards the stable, Bald Kasuan had already taken advantage of the opportunity to be familiar with the terrain and secretly came to the stable. He himself didn't know why he was suspicious. In fact, the people who participated in the riot were loyal and brave, and even spared their lives to realize their wishes. This is true for the people, the warriors, and the bald monks.

Death for the Buddha, or living in peace? Is the real Buddha who makes people die, or is the real Buddha who makes people live? The bald monk grabbed the sword and if he really had the Buddha's blessing, the knife in his hand could cut the other party. After drinking the water, Zhengliang happened to walk towards the side of his own war horse in the stable where the bald monk was hiding (when he came here to rest, he placed the war horse in the stable to rest).

"Here!" When the bald monk saw Zhengliang approaching, he no longer had any random thoughts. He had previously led his men to watch Zhengliang lead the Luo family army to burn many temples and shrines, so he was very familiar with Zhengliang's figure and appearance.

"Die!" When he saw Zhengliang coming to the attack range and unbuttoning the reins for the war horse with his back to him, the bald man saw the opportunity, shouted loudly, escaped, and stabbed Zhengliang with a shot.

"Drink!" Zhengliang suddenly turned around and raised his sword in his hand to block it.

"There are assassins!" At this time, the nearby guards also issued an alarm, and the close attendant beside Zhengliang also ran over quickly.

At this time, after being blocked by Zhengliang's stab, the bald monk suddenly felt dizzy. Indeed, the brilliance of Luo's upward sun shone on all things (in fact, it was because the stirrups of the horse behind Zhengliang reflected the sunlight).

Seeing that the stab failed, the bald monk waved his sword desperately and slashed horizontally, but Zhengliang flashed and did not go away. At this time, Zhengliang's guards were already shouting and rushing over.
Chapter completed!