I Heard I've Been Dead For Thousand Years

Lin Meng heard the corners of his mouth twitching, and the farmer like this is really straight-hearted. If he really builds a portrait of him, he won't be crushed to death. He said quickly:

"No, we understand your kindness, but I can't bear this statue being worshipped by incense here. If you insist on doing this, it will cause me trouble.

We will be on the road as soon as we pass here, and we will not stay much.If you really want to repay this kindness, then please live hard. If there is a disaster in the future, you can survive by your own strength. It can also be regarded as comforting the spirit of the old dragon god in the sky, so that our money is not wasted."

Lin Meng didn't want to be tainted with the matter of incense and air luck. The master once said that this incense and air luck is a spiritual pill for diligent cultivation and an invisible poison for killing.

As far as the royal families of the past dynasties are concerned, no matter which dynasty or generation, every emperor is enshrined by all the people of the world, and the cultivation base is mostly good.

But with the exception of the founding emperor and the Ming emperor who created a prosperous age in the past, most emperors will not last long even if they are mediocre. Even if they are gods, they will be inexplicably terminally ill or die suddenly. Can't survive at ten.

Based on the two-hundred-year life span after the sacred journey, most of the emperors who were able to cultivate to the realm of the Profound Realm early by the blessing of incense and air luck, most of them lived less than seventy, really think it is a curse-like horror.

This is the calamity of incense and luck. The master told me not to touch the incense and luck before the saints.

It's not like a saint's great cultivation, or a person with great merit will not be blessed, but will cause his untimely death. Lin Meng doesn't believe how much merit he can withstand the incense and luck of being worshipped by the statue.

The peasants in this village are not the kind of people who keep customers in the famous business mansion. Hearing that the three people of Lin Meng want Qichen to stay no more and no more words, it is just a crowd of hundreds of villagers who support Lin Meng. The three greeted them all the way to the entrance of the village.

After grateful for Lin Meng's kindness, he watched the three people leave, and they slowly dispersed after Lin Meng's three figures disappeared in the eyes of the villagers.It was just that the humpbacked old man was still looking at the direction Lin Meng was leaving for a long time before leaving.

"Little monk, we don't have much money, and you can't be so extravagant."

After the three set off again, Lin Meng said to Wuchan on the way.

Previously, Zongli was more thoughtful than Xiayangchi because of Lin Meng’s thoughts and cleverness. All the entanglements were handed over to Lin Meng for safekeeping. There were as many as 22,000, which was enough for Lin Meng and Xiayangchi to reach ten thousand Buddhas. The cost of making a round trip to the city is even more than enough.

But since the shameless monk on the first day, Lin Meng’s pockets quickly deflated. In just five days, nearly ten thousand liang of silver bills were spent. Now another five thousand liang is given. Now Lin Meng There are only a few thousand taels of silver bills left in Meng's pocket, which is less than ten thousand.

If the money is so ordinary and easy for three people, it is not a problem to go back and forth to the city of Ten Thousand Buddhas, but if there is no Zen and the delicacy of the mountains and seas like before, then it is estimated that they have not arrived at the city of Ten Thousand Buddhas. People are going to beg along the street.

But Wu Chan didn't care, still smiling, shook his head and said:

"Don't worry about the donor, the little monk is a monk, and he still has the ability to alms."

"Monk, one thousand taels of silver to touch your chest muscles, and two thousand taels of silver to touch your abdominal muscles once. Do you want to be like this with your beauty? I think it's better to sell you into the building and get some silver. "

At this time, Xia Yangchi suddenly ridiculed that, in the eyes of Xia Yangchi, this monk, although he looked like a young man, was a high-ranking monk who had been cultivated.

But these days, Xia Yangchi also saw the face of Wuchan, just a young man with no lower limit and shameless monk.It's not as polite as before, and even ridiculed the monk more than Lin Meng.

And Lin Meng also sneered, looking at the shameless little monk deflated with joy.

"The donor said and laughed. Monk, I will go back tonight to alms, and I will satisfy the donor."

Wu Chan has always been like this, no matter how others ridicule him, he will not be annoyed, and he will still reply with such a gentle smile.

"Go to alms at night? How can a monk go to alms at night, it's during the day, just you little monk is very evil."

Xia Yangchi replied, and the three of them chatted jokingly and jokingly all the way. After a while, it was dark, and the three of them finally arrived at the place of stay, Bianqiu County.

Bianqiu City, the westernmost county of Wanshan Mansion, after passing this city, you will leave Wanshan Mansion and arrive at the jurisdiction of Desertification Mansion.

The same as the name, after passing the city and further west, there will be more desert terrain. There will be fewer villages and towns on the road, and camping will be inevitable in the future.

Na Wuchan was quite familiar with the situation here, and after bringing Lin Meng into the city, he went to an inn to rest.

This inn was built next to a high gate compound. At first glance, it looked like the house of a wealthy family. The houses of the two major families in Xia Pingshan County, under Lin Meng's clan, were more magnificent and gorgeous.

The three of them opened a multi-person room, which was a Chase shop, and it was not a problem for five or six people to sleep.

But the main thing is to allow Xia Yangchi, who has not healed from his injury, to rest and rest. Of course, the Buddhist monk will also enjoy life. Even in the state of being full of sleep, he must be greedy for the rest of the night.

As for Lin Meng, he doesn't sleep. Recently, he has put all his kung fu on the cultivation of internal strength to increase his cultivation base. He feels that the threshold of breaking through the gods is getting closer.

At this time, the three of them were sitting on the table beside the bed. A bright oil lamp was burning on the table. The other parts of the room were also lit. A total of seven lamps were ordered. Although it was night, the room was very bright. , There is no darkness at all.

"Did you see it? That one.

The Li family in Bianqiu County, the family of great merchants, the ancestors of the four-ranked civil servants who have had military commanders and imperial courts, their financial resources are placed in the top five in Wanshan Mansion, but they have ancestral training, and rarely participate in princely disputes. It has always been low-key so the reputation is not obvious.

Today, the four worshippers in the house are all monks from the Celestial Wonderland, the three Yukong and one thousand miles away. It is rumored that there is still an old man in his mansion who is not dead, who is also the cultivation base of Yukong."

Na Wu Chan pointed to the brightly lit courtyard below and said, Lin Meng and Xia Yang Chi also looked down in the direction of Wu Chan fingers.

But when Lin Meng heard what Wu Chan said, the more he listened, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't help but feel that something bad was about to happen next.

"You really know that you know who the ancestors of other people's ancestors have appeared. You don't want to plan their ancestral graves."

The corners of Lin Meng's mouth twitched, and he laughed and joked to Wuchan, thinking that Wuchan should not think what he thought.

"Even how many masters there are. I think you, a thief monk, are going to grab it!"

Xia Yangchi also ridiculed, but Wuchan still didn't care, and said innocently with his hands folded and his face all over.

"The two benefactors have wronged the little monk. How can the little monk do that kind of thing as a monk? The little monk is going to alms.

The two benefactors please wait a moment, the little monk will come as soon as he goes."

Wu Chan stood up, smiled and bowed slightly to Lin Meng and then went out.

"Alms, there is no such thing as alms at night, I think this thief monk must have done something bad.

He is also a monk, drinking and eating meat, and even went to the building."

Xia Yangchi muttered while looking at the direction the monk was leaving. At the end of the conversation, his face turned red, and he muttered a little quieter.

"I haven't been there yet..."

"Ahem!"

Lin Meng's hearing perception is so good, even if Xia Yangchi whispered beside him, he could hear it clearly, but when he heard this, Lin Meng hurriedly interrupted the topic with a dry cough.