Chapter 820 Buddha

"Just now, an officer has already pointed out that weird person, which is enough to prove that Xiaosheng is not lying." The storyteller's face was unshaven and dirty, and he looked particularly vicissitudes of life, but at this time he was seriously calling himself Xiaosheng, "That name Weird people are really weird people, please listen to me slowly."

"He is more than nine feet tall, with big arms and round waist, and infinite strength! He doesn't eat, drink, or shoot!"

"The villagers in Baima Village regard him as a monster, and they will spit at him every time, but this monster has no resistance!"

"He works for people without asking for anything in return. Every time he goes into the mountains, he will bring back a bunch of prey and distribute them to the village neighbors, but no one appreciates him, but instead calls him a fool!"

"There was a Taoist priest who said that his flesh and blood had magical powers, which could cure all diseases, heal wounds and poison, and prolong life. When someone found him, he would consciously cut his flesh and bleed his blood to cure the sickness of his neighbors. However, those who yearn for longevity read his words all day long. Flesh, treat him as meat medicine and evildoer!"

"One day, the spirit monster in the mountains invaded the village and killed several people in a row. He fought the spirit monster with his bare hands and was covered in blood."

"Just when he was seriously injured, it caused people to fear, so he mobilized the power of the whole village and threw him into the water to drown him!" The storyteller was filled with righteous indignation and spittle, "People in Baima Village thought they had done bad things for nothing. People find out, but the Buddha sees everything in his eyes, and any evil consequences that confuse black and white and confuse right and wrong will eventually usher in evil!"

"So at the moment when the strange man died, the Yangyaozi Mountain behind him collapsed, and the mud and stone devoured everything. We no longer have Baima Village in Jinzhou City!"

"According to Xiaosheng's guess, that strange person must be the spirit of the mountain or the god of the mountain. He originally came to help Baima Village, but he didn't expect to be avenged by the benefactors! The mountain god in the mountain is dead, and the Yangyaozi Mountain will naturally be brought down to doom and destroy this group of traitors. Evil villain!"

After the storyteller finished speaking, he looked at the second floor expectantly.

The person in the window also nodded: "It doesn't sound like a lie from what you said, come up and get the money!"

"Yes, yes, thank you, Lord!" The storyteller kept nodding his head, mentioned his scholar's robe covered in dirt and oil, and ran upstairs happily.

"Buddha? Don't you usually say that God sees everything in the eyes? Does the Buddha have such leniency?" Anyang said with some humor, but he also found something strange.

Although these people who listened to the story were surprised, this kind of surprise was the kind of surprise when they heard that the son of Uncle Wang’s family next door killed someone or the wife of Brother Li’s daughter-in-law stole someone, instead of sneering or thinking that Absolutely impossible!

Anyang naturally knew that this world must be unusual.

From the name of the world, it can be heard that this should be a world where gods and Buddhas coexist. There are all gods and Buddhas in the heavens, so why is it strange that there are some mountain spirits?

Xiaochan turned her head and looked at Anyang, as if she wanted to ask him where he was going next, but seeing that he didn't move, she stood still.

Not long after, the storyteller came out of the building in ecstasy.

He held a few very inconspicuous copper plates in his hand and walked briskly, but as soon as he walked out the door, he found that someone was blocking his way.

"not good!"

The storyteller's heart sank. He knows what the world is like. Did he encounter a robbery?

So he squinted his eyes and looked forward, as if his eyes were short-sighted, and he was just one step away from holding up his glasses.

In front of him was a strangely dressed young man who didn't look strong. He also brought a fair little girl, who was so beautiful that he couldn't help but take a closer look.

It's really a good object for a child bride!

The storyteller swallowed his saliva secretly. He was so old, he had never tasted the taste of a woman!

At this time, he also knew that these two were not robbers, and he was muttering to see no evil, see no evil, but his eyes were always involuntarily glancing at the little girl.

"Have I fallen for evil!? The Buddha blesses!" The storyteller muttered in his heart, and finally came back to his senses, and bowed to Anyang's handsome hands, "Brother, please block Xiaosheng here. What are you doing at the door of the Huoyuelou?"

"Catch the Moon Building?" Anyang looked up at the door plaque, thinking about what kind of brothel and elegant house, "I have a few questions to ask you, but you must satisfy me."

"Xiongtai is joking, as soon as you come up..." The storyteller only said half of what he said, because the small piece of white silver in Anyang's hand had blocked his mouth, "If you want to ask Xiongtai, feel free to ask. Q, Xiaosheng can't guarantee anything else, he must say if he knows, and if he doesn't know, he must say he doesn't know! Buddha said: Don't lie..."

"Yeah." Anyang nodded with satisfaction and smiled, this guy is smarter than most people.

In these days when a few copper plates can make a scholar ecstatic, it is estimated that currency is not very circulated. What can be more attractive than the clanging copper plates?

Of course it is silver that symbolizes holiness and brilliance!

Anyang was not stingy, threw the piece of silver directly to him, and then walked forward with Xiaochan.

The storyteller hurriedly took it, and the small and heavy hand immediately told him that it was true, but he did not rest assured and put it into his mouth and took a bite. A light tooth mark appeared.

Gollum!

A gulping sound.

Immediately, he reacted quickly, and trotted to keep up with the two figures: "The Bodhisattva manifests, the Bodhisattva manifests!"

Anyang was speechless for a while.

Walking out of this square, the stone road on the ground became more and more tattered. He put one hand on Xiaochan's head, regardless of how uncomfortable it made Xiaochan feel, and asked, "Which dynasty is this now, this... ...what is the forbidden state?"

"Uh..." The storyteller was stunned for a moment, and looked at him with some trepidation. For the sake of money, he still replied, "Back to Xiongtai, the scriptures say that our forbidden city is in the middle of Nanyan Fuzhou. However, the previous dynasty has been shattered for more than ten years, and now there is no master in the world, and heroes are rising together. It is the time of turmoil.

"South Yanfuzhou?" Anyang frowned.

Thanks to the many books he has read over the years, he knows that the world imagined by Buddhists is centered on Lingshan, surrounded by salt water, and the water and land are divided into four parts, namely Dongsheng Shenzhou, Nanzhanbuzhou, Xiniu Hezhou and Beiju Luzhou four continents.

South Jambuzhou is Nanzhanbuzhou.

It seems that the scriptures mentioned by the storyteller are not Confucian scriptures, but Buddhist scriptures. At the same time, the world is indeed related to mythology, especially Buddhist culture.

"It's Nanyan Fuzhou." The storyteller nodded. "In the past, there were some small countries around the Central Plains, and they all called us ministers, but since the fall of the previous dynasty, they have betrayed their promises. Now I hear that those small countries and neighbors are also plagued by demons, or Troubled soldiers, in short, it is not peaceful!"

"Is it a troubled world now?"

"Yeah, there are monsters in troubled times." The storyteller felt a little palpitated when he said this, and unconsciously glanced at Xiaochan next to Anyang, then looked forward, "Brother, Xiongtai, where are we going? Ah, if you go further, you'll be out of town."

Anyang gave him a funny look: "Okay, then let's talk here and find a place to sit."

"Then...there is a tea shop over there. I don't know if it is still open or not, and the business is not doing well now." The storyteller walked to the left alley as he spoke.

There is indeed a tea shop here, but it seems that it has not been opened for a long time, but there are still a few benches left, probably because these benches are completely wood lumps, and they are too big to use as firewood, so Can stay here for good.

Anyang didn't mind either and sat down directly.

The storyteller didn't mind, his robe was probably dirtier than the gray wooden stool.

The two of you chatted with each other.

Xiaochan stood silently behind Anyang, not making a sound, and her face did not fluctuate, but she listened very seriously.

"Xiongtai is probably a hidden family in the mountains, right?"

"Exactly." Anyang nodded with a smile.

Naturally, he didn't know that in this world, adding the word "mountain" in front of the secluded people was actually a kind of euphemistic question, basically equivalent to asking if you were a monster.

Xiaochan must have experienced this statement. There are also people in the world of Shenzhou who refer to some fox demons living in the human world by names such as "Xianjia" or "Members outside the city".

The storyteller was really surprised, and it took a long time for him to come back to his senses, secretly swallowing his saliva, and it was not until he clenched the silver in his hand that he felt the slightest peace of mind.

"No wonder Xiongtai doesn't know anything about the world."

"That's why I came to ask you." Anyang still doesn't know that this person has regarded himself as a monster in the mountains.

"It doesn't matter." The storyteller paused, "The name of the previous dynasty was called the Daluo dynasty, and it was at its peak, but I heard that there were monsters who had practiced for thousands of years and were dissatisfied with the previous dynasty's change of the state religion to Buddhism, so they ordered the monsters under the seat to incarnate as national teachers and The beautiful woman disrupted the imperial court, causing the people to complain, until a man named Li Chengyuan rebelled twenty years ago, and the building will collapse..."

"Now I heard that there is a bandit in the south who is called the country, what is it called the Anle Heavenly Kingdom, and I heard that the person in charge of the soldiers has a bunch of heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals composed of Xianjia heavenly soldiers..."

Anyang frowned and listened, vaguely having a certain understanding of the era pattern of this world.

Nanzhanbuzhou is a Buddhist saying, and it is also said by the storyteller, and the storyteller is obviously a Buddhist believer, so this world does not necessarily have only four continents.

Now the whole world seems to be in chaos, at least the continent called "South Yanfuzhou" by storytellers is full of wars and chaos. Especially in this land with the same culture as ancient China, the war has destroyed everything, both material and spiritual, and it seems that there are monsters everywhere...

But he still has to be careful to confirm the authenticity.

"By the way, you said so many demons and said so many Buddhas. Have you ever seen demons and Buddhas?"

[Here, the Chinese myths you want have been written for so long, and they are finally here. 】

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