"It's hard to hide if you put your head out, and it's hard to hide if you shrink your head." Xu Jinyu, who had not tidied up his mustache for a long time, found a neat place and sat down without caring. He inserted the six or seven big guns in his hand into the sand one by one, and carelessly raised his head and charged. Lu Zhao smiled and said, "Since we happened to meet each other, it is fate that I want to inquire about something with you."
Lu Zhao and the remaining riders behind him all frowned deeply. They indeed had the intention to turn their horses and flee, but they still made no move. They held the handle of the knife at their waist again and again, but did not make a move.
"Perhaps you, when you wantonly robbed people and merchants, allowed your subordinates to do whatever they wanted, and treated people as winter meat. You never thought that there would be such retribution today. It's not that you have done so many evil things that no one can control, but that the time has not come yet. Let you live in vain." Xu Jinyu spoke very slowly, rubbing six or seven big guns at his side, showing no sign of fatigue, and taunted him in a cold voice, "Seeing my brother die under the gun, I guess it is not easy to bear, but have you ever I have thought about what the homes of the innocent people killed by you and others would look like."
Lu Zhao kept staring at the man's face, his right hand holding the knife loosened and tightened, and he was already covered in cold sweat.
"The leader on the opposite side has heard it for a long time. If you want to save your life today, you might as well lead the way. The snow is not falling in a hurry today, and the wind is not very strong. If you don't want to lead the way, I will go to the next few When you sit in the village, maybe you can have two bowls of tea to warm yourself up." The man with a disheveled beard squinted his eyes and smiled, but he was quite kind, "I just drank two pots of wine, and the quality of the wine is usually very poor. If someone is disrespectful and takes over the host, I hope the person in charge will not take the blame."
On the top of two hills more than ten miles away, two men with bamboo hats on their heads stood on the top of the mountain. They looked at the man from a distance, packed up the big gun, and moved the old car onto the right path again. The strength of his arms could be said to be extremely heavy, and then Following the few remaining riders in front, they slowly set off on the road.
"I only knew that the old monk had a profound knowledge of nature, but he didn't know that he had such an ability to train disciples. When he entered the world, he was probably just an ordinary young man. He had only been around for a short time, and he almost failed. If you can reach the top of the sky, if you can really climb the dragon gate, maybe ten years later, there will be another great master of the gun in the world." One of them spoke, but it was so charming and seductive, so tender and greasy.
The man on the side sneered and retorted coldly, "I advise you not to use this kind of skill with me. As a master who has guarded the Buddha's birth here for many years, no one knows your true nature. If you are really weak-minded and follow the path unintentionally, There is a 10% chance that the essence and blood from the whole body will be sucked out, and the bones and tendons will be bitten. I am not that stupid person, so it is best to spend less energy."
The woman licked her lips lightly, still smiling, and then looked at the man driving the car in the distance, and said in a trembling voice, "I really want to let this man break into the dragon gate, so that he can practice his state and improve his body." No matter how hard you work hard for a while and then accept it, you can really be said to be on your way to bliss."
"Do you really think that the old monk is a clay sculpture?" The man carrying the bamboo hat clearly disagreed and sneered, "If the old monk is any weaker than he is now, we will dare to take risks, throw away the bamboo hats to cover up, and go to the ancient temple on the Bell Tower to meet the The old monk divided his life and death and took away the Seven Wonders of Buddhism, but over the years, Zen Master Fu Kong became more and more unfathomable. Although we coveted him, we could only hide behind the thieves without showing any trace."
"If I remember correctly, after we discovered that there was a Buddha treasure here, the sun and the moon have changed a thousand times, but until now, we have not even seen the appearance of the Qi Miao, and we have wasted our time here."
The woman's words were clearly cold, and she seemed to be complaining about staying here forever, but when the man on the side heard the words, he responded angrily, "I dare not say that others have benefited a lot in recent years, but it's up to you to say this. It's actually a bit pretentious: not all the survivors left by the thieves will be used by you to enter the country. Just the corpses that have been used as compost in the medicinal fields after death have been hundreds of corpses over the years. If they were replaced in other places, they would have been dead long ago. Even though countless reincarnated souls have been dispersed by those masters who claim to be the righteous masters of the mountain sect, I still don’t know what the word “satisfaction” means.”
"If the slave family is to gain great benefits, then let's not talk about other trivial matters. We should first take off your Kang Zongzheng's head and take a look at your mouth and tongue to see what is so special about this disgusting mouth and tongue." The woman raised her head. , it turned out that in addition to the bamboo hat, there was still a black gauze covering the face, and only the two eyes were exposed, which was very seductive. I glanced at the man, then turned around and walked down the mountain. The black clothes and black skirt swayed like flying flowers. Burn out.
Not long after, news came from outside Qiling Pass. It turned out that during the season when caravans were passing by, they saw the corpses of no less than three or two groups of thieves. Most of them had big guns pierced through their chests and throats. Their deaths were miserable, and some of them were about two or three. Ten horses died on the spot. Some brave men came forward to take a look. They found that the horses seemed to have no external injuries. Most of the horses had their main bones shattered and blood flowed from their orifices. They were all amazed and said that most of them were alive. The foreigners saw the bandits rampant, so they angrily took action to eliminate this harm on behalf of the merchants and the people.
The boundary of the border is small, and the rumors are no worse than the snowflakes coming and going. They spread very quickly. Naturally, they landed in hotels and restaurants everywhere, and their momentum did not diminish at all, and they continued to spread to Qiling.
This was the case today. In a small temple at the border, a monk came back for alms. He couldn't help but feel happy and couldn't care about anything else. He went straight to the Zen room and talked with the monk who had just come to stay here. The Buddha was furious and did not want to see the bandits outside Guan being so rampant, so he had this karmic retribution.
"Zen Master Fu Kong in Zhongtai Temple is indeed extremely skilled and courageous beyond ordinary people. He clearly knows that the undercurrent is surging here, and many people can no longer bear their temper, but they still want to take this risky move. It's really true that What I rely on is that I still don't want to regard this disciple as a true disciple." Everyone sat around, and after the monk left, someone finally spoke first.
"Regardless of these thoughts, how can I teach such a violent disciple while living outside the world? Even if he has all kinds of sins, with more education, he may be able to convert, how can he allow his disciple to act so wantonly? , Killing without restraint.”
The leading monk said nothing from the beginning to the end. He clasped his hands and sat cross-legged. However, after hearing these words, he slowly opened his eyes, turned his head and smiled towards the monk who had just spoken. He did not rebuke, but softened his words. , "The poor monk often thinks about what it means to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately. Since we are talking about this matter today, let me talk a little bit about my own views. What the poor monk said is just an introduction. If you all have an understanding in your mind, you might as well speak freely. .”
"When people walk in the world for twenty or thirty years, they generally know both good and evil. Most people know whether they should do certain things or not. But they have a butcher's knife in their hand, and a willow branch in their hand. Many people like to use the butcher's knife to get rid of the troubles in front of them, or It is to keep one person and the family worry-free, and thinks of it as a decisive killing. Since ancient times, he has chosen a path. Since ancient times, he has put down his butcher knife and became a Buddha immediately. The origin has been disputed. But since he has killed countless lives with his butcher knife, how can he take it seriously? Becoming a Buddha. Rather than saying that it is becoming a Buddha, it is better to say that you are finally aware of your sins and karma. The word choice is everywhere in a person's life. It is also the most difficult thing. If you want to choose a good deed, you can always be yourself. He clearly recognized the wrong deeds that he had concealed, and his bloody hands picked up the bamboo branches, which can be said to have been enlightened."
"But this does not mean that you don't have to bear the guilt or pay for it. Killing to stop killing is always undesirable. But it is also difficult to say whether the disciple of Zen Master Fu Kong did something right or wrong. Tooth for tooth and eye for eye cannot be considered a good deed. , but for the world outside Buddhism, it is not a big mistake. After all, if you can become a Buddha by putting down the butcher knife, it is too unfair for those who are always cautious and do good deeds."
The monk's face looked pitiful, but after he finished speaking, he revealed a hint of cunning, and continued, "Besides, since it is a bad person holding a sword, how can one listen to the truth? First teach him to put down the sword in his hand, and then save him, that's it. It is the best to save people in the world, but it does not mean that you have to sacrifice your life."
All the monks thought about it for a moment, but they all said nothing. They frowned and thought. For a moment, they really didn't know what was right or wrong. They all sat cross-legged, thinking hard.
Buqiu Temple is a large temple with a total of four lecturers. The one in front of me is the youngest among the four lecturers. However, the Dharma and state of Buddhism are the most advanced. No one has ever figured out where this monk with a face full of compassion learned such profound Buddhist teachings. However, a few old monks still remember that they did not ask the abbot of the temple to guide them. When he entered the temple, the bronze bell in the temple, which was embraced by more than a dozen people, was obviously not being struck by anyone, but sixteen bells tolled.
The whole temple was shaken so much that there was no sound left.
"In the opinion of the first master, is it right or wrong for us to follow the abbot's order and go to Zhongtai Temple to ask for Buddha treasures this time?" A monk who looked very young spoke first, with doubts in his eyes. .
"It's right and it's not wrong." The monk in cassock shook his head. "The name of the Zen master is not empty. Before I came out of the mountain, the poor monk also heard about it. He was open-minded and willing to do good. I heard that the hall master was sent earlier. , actually stayed in the ancient Zhongtai Temple and never returned for a long time. I think that not only is the Dharma profound, but he is indeed worthy of the title of eminent monk."
"But it is not easy to protect the Seven Wonders of Buddhism in the ancient Zhongtai Temple. Rather than going to ask for it, it is better to discuss with others whether we can bring the Buddhist treasures back to Buqiu Temple. Once we come, we can protect the Buddha." Bao Wuyou, secondly, I will make sure that the Zhongtai Ancient Temple, which is outside the customs and surrounded by people who are coveting and watching, can live a peaceful and pure life."
"It's easy to say, but extremely difficult to do." The monk shook his head, stood up, and looked outside the pass. "I am sure that this was the abbot's original intention. Even if the people in the Zhongtai Ancient Temple are not happy to see this, It will also make us stay here for a while, at least to add a little more help, but since the church leader paid homage to the mountain, it is no longer difficult to guess the abbot's thoughts."
Snow fell outside the window lattice and crept into the Buddhist hall.
Just like the thoughts and thoughts in the human world, they come and go suddenly, and they change according to thoughts.
During this day, a dozen monks in thin clothes and wearing monk's shoes chatted with the guards at the border for nearly an hour before they stepped out of the customs.
