Farmer Farmer got up and said to Rufeng, "I'm generous. You can come to my place for a while." During the day, I will get someone to arrange a room for you. " Rufeng nodded in agreement. "It's good to stay with you, but I'm sorry to bother you."
Pu Xian laughed, "What happened to Master Ru Feng today? Why are you being so courteous to everyone today?" Ru Feng laughed. "From now on, this humble monk will put etiquette above all else."
Pu Feng quietly said to the crowd: "This monk may not be crazy anymore. He's going to make a three-hundred-sixty-degree turn. " Everyone laughed and dispersed.
Rufeng followed Farmin to Farmin's Zen Hall. As soon as he entered the room, the first thing he saw was the huge hat cylinder that stood at the head of the bed. It was a white, blue-flowered, cylindrical magnet, beautiful and elegant, a relic of the Ming dynasty. It was originally used by Ming court officials to store the black muslin hat. Farmer now uses it to store some of his clothes. He took out the clothes and placed the treasure inside. Farmer thought it was a good idea and helped put some clothes on it.
The two of them had hidden away the treasure, the "International Purple White Plate". Fa Ming said, "Junior Brother, in order to hide this from Master Fang and the others, I didn't say what I really thought in front of everyone just now. The arrival of you and the treasure is an urgent matter. I intend to leave for Tierling now. In case everyone sent him off, they would not be able to rest well. One day for ten thousand years of Buddha, and one day for you and the treasure will be safe here. "
"You have offended the soldiers of the Guard Battalion," said Rufeng, nodding his head. "If you do not invite them to expel you from their midst, they will not give up." The police were also going to come and take part in this. If you don't ask someone to expel them as soon as possible, there will be no day of peace here. There's no means of transportation to the north right now. How long will it take for you to reach the Iron Ridge? It's been hard on you. " "Don't worry, junior," said Farmer, "I can leave as quickly as I want. I went to Tianjin first by boat, then by train from there to the north, so the round trip would be much faster. " Rufeng continued, "I've heard that ten thousand year buddhas are good for travelling. If you ever get there, you'll have to spend some time searching for him even if he isn't in the temple. If we go earlier, we won't make a mistake. "
After he finished speaking, he took out some money and said to Farmer Lin, "Take this money with you. Take a ride on the boat along the way. Don't ask for alms to walk anymore." He nodded and put the money away, then pointed to the bed and said, "After I leave, you will stay here and take care of the treasures. Ever since you robbed it from Yuan Shikai, there have been a lot of people who had ideas about you and it. Amongst them, there were both Chinese and foreign people. There were experts of all kinds, and all sorts of methods would be used. You must be careful. "
He nodded. "Don't worry, senior. I'll be careful." I don't think anyone will know when I get here. It will be safe until I am discovered. Furthermore, the National Guardian Temple is not an ordinary temple. " As he spoke, he began to set out on his journey. Rufeng escorted him to the mountain gate. He waited until Farmer was far away before returning to his room.
However, it said that she left Beijing for Tianjin and then took a boat to Mai Shun. Not just one day. When he disembarked and looked, he saw that the place had not changed much, much as it had been when the Russians had ruled here. It was just that the Japanese had more soldiers, more merchants, and the Japanese were more ferocious than the Russians. The dock, the customs, the street market. After looking at a few places, he was about to leave for the north and ask a sorrowful stall owner, "I want to go to Tieling. How should I go?" The stall owner said, "Normally you can take the train north, but now you can't. That car won't work anymore. " Farmer was anxious to ask why the train was not working. The stall owner saw this and said in a low voice, "These days, the Japanese do not treat our people as people. They bully the commoners as they like, and they also abuse the merchants' heavy taxes. There was a lot of opposition, tearing down the rails and ruining the train. If you want to go to the Iron Ridge, then get out of here.
Feeling disappointed, he bid farewell to the stall owner and walked into the busy city. It was a beautiful place with pleasant scenery. It was a vast and fertile fertile land. People were passing by on the street, and shops were being sold. Suddenly, he saw a group of Japanese soldiers coming from the opposite direction. They were scattered and rampaging through the streets; they were angry and furious at the Chinese people. A local youth pulling a cart, pulling a westerner, was stopped by Japanese soldiers before he could dodge, causing the youth to tumble onto the ground, his face covered in blood. "They refused to give up, and continued to curse as they fought." "I will let you know that from now on, when you cross paths with the Japanese, you will know to give way!" You dare to look down on the Japanese just because you pulled a Western devil in your fucking car. "What the heck is that thing!" The Westerner sat in the car, not saying a word. He stepped forward and separated the soldiers, helping the young man to his feet.
The Japanese soldiers also bullied the weak and feared the strong. When they saw that Fa Ming was a monk, they glared at him and started talking in Japanese. Then, they didn't dare to attack him and just left. A teenage boy listened and saw clearly. The Japanese soldier left, and he was happy to tell Farmer, "Master, you're really good! They're afraid of you. They just said: 'Chinese monks are not to be trifled with. I'm afraid they won't be able to beat you in a fight. " Another woman was holding a basket and watching from the sidelines. She also said, "Master is really great. Today, he has more or less gained the prestige of a Chinese. These Japanese bastards did not understand human language and did not understand human nature. They were simply not human beings. He bullied us. Ever since the train broke down, they used to pick a fight in the street. To our people, regardless of whether they are rich or poor, regardless of whether they are male, female, old, or young, they would play and bully as they please. Truly, they are doing whatever they want. " The woman took her basket and left.
Seeing those onlookers, Farmer was also furious with the Japanese soldiers, but he didn't dare to say anything. Some people even ran far away as if they had seen a tiger. The youth wiped his face, thanked Farmer, and dragged the carriage away. The westerner didn't know what to say, so he followed the car as he spoke.
Not far away, he saw another group of Japanese soldiers sitting under a tree on the side of the street. Some said, some laughed, some sang. The song was even worse than the howling of wolves. He started to sing, and after singing, all of them burst out laughing. Farmer purposely stopped under a tree not far from them to enjoy the cool air and watch his behavior. A teacher in a long gown, who had just come out of school for a walk, was sitting together with Farmer. The two of them started chatting. Two female students came out of the alley, apparently looking for their teacher, and when they saw the Japanese soldiers, they went back inside. A Japanese soldier immediately pointed at the female student and spoke in Japanese, causing everyone to laugh. Soon, the Japanese soldiers were chasing after the alley like wolves.
When Fa Ming saw this, he exclaimed, "These two female students are in for a ride of misfortune!" The gentleman gave a long sigh and said, "It happens every day. No one can stop these Japanese devils until they are chased away. They might not be able to catch up to the two students who were hiding early. He couldn't run away, so he hid. "Just deal with the work." "Why are there these Japanese soldiers here?" Farmer asked. That gentleman said, "Master still doesn't know about this? There's a battalion of Japanese soldiers here. Since the Russo-Japanese War, the Russians had been defeated and the Russians had been defeated. The Japanese Empire stationed its troops here. They also forced China to lease the whole of Liaodong. Today, the entire eastern part of Liaoning Province was already a place to rent. The Japanese are doing whatever they want here, regardless of the interests of the Chinese people. The Japanese garrison's barracks were scattered throughout the eastern part of Liaoning Province. Every year, the Japanese Empire would plunder a large amount of wealth from our northeast through the railways, harbors, and wharves. Japanese devils eat our northeast cream, they have already eaten until their hearts are relaxed and their bodies are fat, and their mouths are dripping with oil. "
What he said was not enough. Japan had benefited from it and wanted to take over the whole of Northeast China permanently, to enjoy it to its heart's content. This is where Japan's expansion base for China is located, as is its secret service headquarters for China. That is: Japan Guandong Army Secret Service HQ, Japan Maniron Special Service HQ.
That gentleman was worried that something would happen to the two girls, so after saying goodbye, he hurriedly looked around. Farmer followed him a few steps and saw that the girls and the Japanese soldiers had all disappeared from the alley. He saw the teacher walk into the depths of the alley and enter the school gate. Farmer turned around and slowly walked a few more steps, his steps filled with injustice. The actions of the Japanese soldiers were outrageous and repulsive.
He was in a hurry, so he was in no mood to learn more or to enjoy the scenery. Night and day, two more days of walking. This afternoon, they entered another market town. There was also a battalion of Japanese soldiers training on the field. He was furious and thought to himself, "If we look at this place, the north is in danger." Can these undeveloped Chinese officials drive away the Japanese? The Japanese army has advanced by an inch and is constantly developing its power. "
Unknowingly, he had walked far away from the busy city. Only then did he realize that he was hungry and had not eaten. He said to himself, "It is the responsibility of the nation! When my monk saw the situation here, he became anxious and even forgot to eat something. Now that I'm hungry, what's the good? " He looked around for food. There was no sign of human life. Actually, he walked to the foot of the Thousand Lotus Flower Mountain. Lianhua Mountain was a famous mountain in Liaoning Province. It spanned for hundreds of miles and had very long veins.
He walked until the sun was about to set, but he still didn't see the people from the temple. He comforted himself by saying, "No one wants to ask for directions, just keep walking." As he passed over a mountain range, he saw another high mountain in front of him. It was a long and narrow mountain range. He looked forward and said in his heart, "This mountain has some wind meridians. There must be a temple in the mountain. "I'll go over there and take a look." He was walking quickly when he saw a wisp of smoke rising from the mountain. He saw that the smoke had not dissipated for a long time and was gradually rising. He laughed and walked quickly again.
When he reached the mountainside, he felt that his legs were too weak, so he chose a stone and sat down to rest. He looked into the distance and saw that there were quite a few families in the village, and they were all far away from his path. Not far from the foot of the mountain was a road from the south that stretched all the way to the north. There was a forest blocking the way in the middle, so it was unknown how far that road stretched. The way down the hill, through the road, and west again. He looked at it and said, "Thanks to this smoke, I have hope. Otherwise, you have to walk five or seven miles down the road before you can find a temple family. That would be even more bitter. "
He got up and walked to the place where the smoke rose. It was already dusk, and he stopped in front of the door to look around. He saw that the place in front of him did not resemble a temple, but rather a small city. The wall was tall and thick, made of large stones, and very strong. There were many houses inside, all ancient buildings. The house had a heavy eaves and curved corners. The flying fish on its back was a stable beast. It looked both quaint and beautiful. "It looks like a temple," he said. I haven't come to Liaodong City that many times, and yet there's a temple like this here, and it doesn't even have the name of a plaque. "
He was in the midst of his doubts when he caught a whiff of a stinky smell. He turned around and saw a pile of horse manure not far away. And he said in his heart, "This pile of dung is as big as a hill, and it is difficult for a hundred horses to accumulate this much dung. Can temples keep these horses? What exactly is this place? "