Monk Cizhou raised his head and looked up at the white-haired general on the city wall. The twilight of the setting sun poured down from his shoulders, which was a bit dazzling. Tears almost flowed out. Naturally, he did not dare to look directly and turned his head slightly.

"The poor monk Ci Zhou was a member of the Jiangnan host in the Western Tang Dynasty. He had been a Buddhist monk since he was a child. He was the number one monk in the Chanlin Temple. He committed a murder and was expelled from the gate. A down-and-out monk who broke the vows traveled around and heard that the Anxi Army was guarding the border for the country.

After years of bloody fighting without retreating, the poor monks came to Jincheng, an important town on the border of the empire, to raise 200,000 yuan for military expenses and escort them here specially!"

After hearing these words, the white-haired general was naturally dubious. He knew very well how rampant the highlanders were. They had already annexed nearly half of the territory of the Anxi Protectorate. They even forced the caravans to change their routes and almost cut off the city of Kucha.

of supplies.

Fortunately, we had just repelled the attack of the Highlanders a few days ago, and we had a moment of respite. At this moment, several shady Posis Chamber of Commerce took the opportunity to sneak in and offered a bucket of gold in exchange for ten dollars.

The high price of rice and the hasty supply of supplies almost wiped out the wealth of the remnants of the Anxi Army.

This is when a monk suddenly claimed to be from Jincheng and presented a sum of military supplies. It was not from the imperial court, so there was no guarantee that there would be no fraud. Thinking of the depth, he stretched out his hand and made a slight move, and immediately there was a person with a full head.

White hair, sit in the hanging basket and slowly lower it down.

When Monk Cizhou saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel angry and funny. However, he knew very well that the remnants of the Anxi Army in Kucha City were now at the end of their rope. There were wolves outside, so be careful.

wrong.

After all, in the long epic history of war, foreign enemy spies sneaked into the city pretending to be Chinese, bribed the traitors privately, and by cooperating internally and externally, they were able to break through the fortress with iron walls and build an unshakable city.

So, when the white-haired veteran came closer with a long spear, Monk Cizhou skillfully turned over and dismounted, and at the same time took off his monk's clothes, revealing his strong body like a statue of a god or Buddha in the temple, thus showing his sincerity.

The white-haired general on the city wall may have not seen the young man for a long time. When he saw the monk who claimed to be a member of the Jiangnan Dongdao of the empire, he couldn't help but click his tongue twice and even whistled disrespectfully for the old man.

Anyone else would have been irritated and ashamed by this provocative call, but Monk Cizhou had never seen anything like this, so a mere whistle had limited damage, so he pretended not to have heard it.

The white-haired veteran's eyes were fixed on the monk not far away in front of him. He first picked up the black monk's robe with a gun and slid it down the gun shaft. He sniffed and groped repeatedly, wishing to tear open the sandwich. Carefully

Check it several times before you are satisfied.

However, the texture and color of the monk's robes were not of the best quality. They were a little suspicious and did not fit the identity of this eminent monk who had traveled across the desert and was determined to come despite all the hardships and dangers.

Later, the white-haired veteran slipped his monk's robe to the ground and went to check the money bag on the camel's back. It was full of imperial coins. Although the amount was insufficient, it was genuine copper coins, and the copper fire was very good.

Monk Cizhou was being observed, and he was also observing others. When he saw that the white-haired veteran did not care about the two hundred thousand dollars, and the look in his eyes did not change at all, and he only thought that this military expenditure was not worth more than dirt, he realized that something big was going on.

Not good.

"The worst has happened! According to my estimation, the merchants in Kucha City, which is located at the hub of the east-west trade route, are probably intimidated by the highlander army and dare not approach. After becoming a true enclave,

How long have the remnants of the Anxi Army been without supplies? The military expenditure of 200,000 yuan, no caravan dares to come over to sell goods, is no more valuable than a pile of garbage. It seems that my plan has to be advanced!"

Thinking of this, Cizhou gave up the idea of ​​going into the city to take a look at the families of the remnants of the Anxi Army, so as not to feel distressed after seeing too much, he clasped his hands together and chanted: "Good, good! Since the 200,000 yuan of military expenses have been safely delivered,

The vow made by the poor monk has been fulfilled, so let’s say goodbye!”

After saying that, he blew a whistle to himself, and the three intelligent camels flexed their knees with their front hooves familiarly, then lay down on their sides, and then slowly unloaded the money bag sandwiched between the humps on the ground.

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Monk Cizhou stretched out his hand to take a picture, and the black monk's robe on the ground "jumped" into shape and fell into his hands. He put it on his shoulders, put his hands into the sleeves, stretched out his fingers, and tied his waist casually. It was considered to be dressed.

"Farewell!"

It happened so suddenly that even the white-haired veteran nearby didn't react. He saw "Monk Cizhou" handing over the military expenses and then drifting away. He couldn't help but want to call out to this person, but he couldn't get the general's help.

Orders, don't dare to make decisions without authorization.

In fact, he had already determined in his heart that the black monk was definitely not a spy from the Highlanders. Because of his intuition honed by decades of experience in the battlefield, he did not have any frightening feeling of danger.

"Guo Duhu..."

The white-haired general on the city wall was also confused by the scene in front of him. After a moment, a wry smile appeared on his face. He knew that he had neglected the people who came from afar, but he did not regret his excessive caution. After all, this was a good thing.

Habits have saved Kucha City many times and prevented several conspiracies against the remnants of the Anxi Army.

"Forget it! To be able to make such a big vow and do such a deed, Monk Cizhou must be a very humble and virtuous monk, and he will definitely not be the same as us. The military expenditure of 200,000 yuan was raised by him personally.

He also personally transported it to Kucha, although it was still a drop in the bucket, this feeling of providing help in times of need must be engraved in stone."

Guo Xin, the last protector of the Anxi Army, was granted the title of Prince of Wuwei during the reign of Emperor Dezong. He was appointed as the Great Protector of Anxi and the Jiedu Envoy of the Four Towns of Anxi.

Zuo Pushe) held the scarred arrow stack with his left hand, watched the black-clothed monk walking away, and gave the instructions casually.

With decades of bloody battlefields and repeated travels between life and death, he has honed his intuition for danger. Guo Duhu, standing behind a man and four riders, saw a series of footprints, with blood oozing out continuously. Under the twilight

The sand turned a frightening ocher yellow, portending an extremely ominous omen.

In the dark, Guo Xin saw the sea of ​​blood surging, expanding behind the black-clothed monk, and heard the constant sound of the ebb and flow of the tide. He couldn't help but shake his head, thinking that he was seeing and hearing things.

"Having committed the precept of killing, it seems that he is also a monk who is proficient in Buddhism martial arts. After all, with a sharp knife in his hand, murderous intention gradually arises. This monk is definitely going to have bad intentions in his heart! I just don't know who he dislikes and is preparing to cause harm.

Which one did you go to?"

Guo Duhu suddenly realized that he had made the right decision by not saying anything to keep the monk in black. The soldiers and civilians in Qiuci City were united. One more monk Cizhou was not too much, and one less monk who broke the precepts was not too much. Let him stay outside.

, maybe something more amazing will happen.

On Cizhou's side, his mood was still clear, like the bright moon in his arms. Although he failed to enter Kucha City as he wished, he witnessed the majesty of the remnants of the Anxi Army guarding Xicui for decades, but the answer in front of the city gate just now

, took the opportunity to peek into the aura of the city, and saw the iron blood rushing into the sky and dispersing into the clouds, and the military aura covering the sky in black and yellow. This trip was already well worth it.
Chapter completed!