After walking for a long time, Chu Xiang suddenly noticed that people on the road were gathering somewhere, as if something big was about to happen, so he followed the crowd there.
After walking for a while, he came to a temple at the foot of a hill. The wide open space in front of the temple was crowded with people. There were two powerful auras inside. Chu Xiang found a high place and looked inside. Unexpectedly, he saw to a familiar figure.
In front of the temple, two monks sat cross-legged opposite each other. The one facing the temple door was the Smiling Buddha Monk, and opposite him was an old monk with a wrinkled face.
The two were discussing Taoism. Wu Monk spoke Chinese and the old monk also spoke Chinese. It seemed that the two had been debating for a while.
"The Buddha said to save all sentient beings, but I am not a sentient being?" Wu Monk said.
"All living beings suffer, but the donor does not suffer."
"What is suffering?"
"The eight sufferings of life are birth, old age, illness, death, separation from love, meeting of resentments and hatred, not being able to get what you want, and the abundance of the five aggregates."
"In this life, I will not grow old, sick or die?"
"meeting."
"Then what's the point of saying it's not bitter?"
"Suffering arises from the heart. If there is no suffering in the heart, there will naturally be no suffering."
"My heart is in my body, how do you know whether it is suffering or not?"
"Appearances come from the heart. Why should the benefactor suffer from the appearance of joy?"
"Xiang is just a skin, given by my parents, born with a long life, what does it have to do with my heart? Happiness, anger, sorrow and joy come and go by themselves, how can they reflect my heart."
"Donor, why bother trying to say something?"
Hearing this, Chu Xiang probably understood the situation a little bit. Wu Seng asked. The old monk knew that Wu Seng was a stubborn person and did not want to provoke him, so he deliberately shied away. However, Wu Seng pressed forward step by step. The old monk had no choice but to accept the move. . This move is really exquisite, allowing a Danjin master to speak frankly about his sufferings in front of everyone. This must be very reluctant for a person like Wu Seng. If Wu Seng does not speak out, the old monk will naturally continue to talk to him. Beating around the bush.
After a moment of silence, no monk said: "What Buddhism teaches is to get rid of the seven emotions and six desires, do the most good, and save all living beings. Why do monks build a magnificent residence, wear luxurious clothes, compete with merchants in the market, use Buddhism to hide believers, and practice ugly behaviors? Buddhism is not used to save people, but is used as a means to achieve one's own desires?"
After Wu Monk finished speaking, the old monk slowly opened his eyes covered with white eyebrows, looked at the person in front of him with his hands clasped together and said: "Buddha's Dharma saves all living beings, but sentient beings are delusional and have impure six roots. Even though they know the Dharma, they cannot practice it. This is not a fallacy in Buddhism, but a human fault. All living beings have attachments that cannot be let go or put away. Although they have entered Buddhism and have the name of a monk, the road to practice is far away and difficult, and not everyone can reach it. If all the actions are in line with the Buddha's teachings, they have become Buddhas, how can they still be monks? Many wrong actions are all on the road to becoming a Buddha. Those who are wrong are not clear, and those who are clear are not wrong. Why is the donor clear and wrong? The Buddha cultivates himself and does not rely on external things. What do other people's mistakes have to do with me? Those who make mistakes go astray, and those who understand should guide them. How can we turn against mistakes?"
The old monk's words were extremely subtle. Chu Xiang probably understood the reason why Wu Monk changed from a Shaolin monk to what he is now, and he couldn't help but want to applaud the old monk. The old monk inferred the reason for Wu Seng's surliness from Wu Seng's words, analyzed Wu Seng's problem layer by layer, and pointed out the correct approach. His words were rigorous and reasonable, and were deeply in line with Buddhism. Without a certain level of Buddhist practice, it would be difficult to say such a thing. if.
No monk was silent for a long time, and then he said: "Buddha's way is not my way. You are a person who devotes himself to cultivating Buddhism. I will not kill you." After saying that, he stood up and left.
Seeing Wu Monk's retreating figure, the old monk breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the temple.
Chu Xiang watched the old monk disappear into the temple with some hesitation. This old monk's Buddhist practice was not bad, and his martial arts practice was not bad either. Although he would not pose a threat to others, his abilities were enough to achieve great things. Countless masters.
To kill or not to kill, that is the question.
Chu Xiang hesitated for a while, then turned and left. Killing such a person may cause more conflicts between the two countries, just think of it as God's good will.
As the crowd dispersed, more than ten minutes later, a middle-aged man who left was gradually locked in Chu Xiang's eyes.
The lone middle-aged man felt something unusual behind him, turned around and stood still, staring at Chu Xiang, pressing the handle of the knife.
Chu Xiang approached and said, "You have three chances."
The middle-aged man's expression became serious. He understood Chu Xiang's words. When Wu Monk and the old monk were discussing Taoism, Chu Xiang had been observing the crowd. The man had been quietly translating the conversation between the two to the people next to him. listen.
The middle-aged man did not say anything. He decisively drew the sword, threw away the scabbard, held the sword in both hands, and approached Chu Xiang. The sword flashed and disappeared immediately with a quick strike. The middle-aged man looked at the blade caught between Chu Xiang's two fingers in horror, and his hand began to tremble.
"Is that your home?" Chu Xiang looked at the house in front of him and said. There was only one house on this road, and then said: "There is a woman inside, she should be your wife or daughter. If you If you don’t want to die, and you don’t want her to die, you’d better be obedient.”
The middle-aged man's face instantly turned pale and he nodded with difficulty.
"What's your name?" Chu Xiang asked, releasing his sword.
The middle-aged man slowly took back the sword and said with some anxiety: "Kawashima Hongjing."
"Won't you invite me to your home?" Chu Xiang said, as if he were seeing an old friend for many years.
Kawashima Hongjing swallowed nervously, looked at Chu Xiang cautiously and said, "Please."
Kawashima Hongjing was very nervous, and his legs kept shaking when he walked. Chu Xiang followed leisurely with his hands folded.
"Are you scared?" Chu Xiang asked.
Kawashima Hongjing didn't dare to answer, and became even more nervous.
"Am I that scary?" Chu Xiang asked with a smile.
Kawashima Hongjing's teeth were chattering and he asked, "Are you and that monk together?"
Chu Xiang looked at Kawashima Hongjing in surprise and said, "You are very smart."
"Are you all Chinese?" Kawashima Hongjing asked.
"That's not a very smart question." Chu Xiang smiled.
Kawashima Hongjing suddenly fell silent.
Chu Xiang's guess was correct. When he returned to the door, a young woman was hiding behind the door and called Dad. The woman spoke Japanese. Chu Xiang had watched some Japanese anime and could understand the word.
"Your daughter is very beautiful." Chu Xiang said with a smile.
Kawashima Hongjing's face became even paler, he turned around tremblingly, looked at Chu Xiang pleadingly, and wanted to kneel down.
Chu Xiang smiled, stretched out his hand to support Kawashima Hongjing, and said, "How can a host give such a great gift to a guest?"
"Please don't hurt her." Kawashima Koi said tremblingly.
"Don't worry, who could bear to hurt such a cute girl?" Chu Xiang said.
Looking at the father's behavior at the door, the woman inside probably understood the situation, and her face turned pale.
"Hello, little sister." Chu Xiang said as he walked into the living room and touched the woman's head.
Kawashima Hongjing's daughter didn't seem to understand Chinese. She looked at Chu Xiang in horror and shrank her head.
Kawashima Hongjing was very nervous. The two father and daughter chatted in Japanese that Chu Xiang couldn't understand, and the woman's expression became less frightened.
Chu Xiang sat down cross-legged next to the coffee table and said, "Come, come and sit." It was as if he was the owner of the house.
Kawashima Hongjing looked at Chu Xiang pleadingly, probably because he didn't want his daughter to be present.
Chu Xiang smiled and nodded slightly.
Kawashima Hongjing breathed a sigh of relief, said a few words to his daughter, and the woman went upstairs.
When Kawashima Hongjing sat down, Chu Xiang asked, "How long have you been here?"
"More than two years." Kawashima Koui replied tremblingly.
"Do you know the situation in Tokyo?" Chu Xiang continued to ask.
Kawashima Koi nodded.
"How many masters like that monk are there in the country?"
Kawashima Hongjing thought for a moment and said, "About twenty or so."
"Do you know where they usually are?" Chu Xiang asked.
"It's hard to say. Some usually stay in one place, and some travel around. I can't say for sure."
"Where is the famous young master?"
"There are many, and I don't know very well."
"Write down everything you know." Chu Xiang said.
Kawashima Koi nodded, took a pen and paper, and started writing. Kawashima Hongjing had just been writing for a while, when suddenly his daughter's voice sounded at the top of the stairs, her voice was stern, and she didn't know what she said.
Kawashima Hongjing was shocked. He looked back and saw his daughter holding a pistol and pointing it at Chu Xiang with a very calm expression.
"What is she talking about?" Chu Xiang smiled and asked Kawashima Hongjing.
Seeing that Chu Xiang looked calm and not nervous at all, Kawashima Hongjing suddenly broke out in cold sweat. He knew that for top masters, guns could not threaten them at all, unless there was a dense rain of bullets. He shouted a few words to his daughter, I don't know what it means.
The woman looked determined and was talking excitedly to Kawashima Koi.
"You have a good daughter." Chu Xiang sighed.
Kawashima Hongjing was trembling with fear again. Sweat was pouring down his face, and he didn't bother to wipe it off. He prayed to Chu Xiang, "You have a lot, don't argue with children."
Chu Xiang smiled and said, "Let her shoot."
When Chu Xiang said this, Kawashima Hongjing suddenly turned pale. He knelt down, kowtowed like garlic, and shouted: "Please, please."
Is he so scary? He seems to be so kind from beginning to end. Looking at Kawashima Hongjing strangely, Chu Xiang is a little puzzled. After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly realizes that based on the Japanese anime he has watched, his behavior in Kawashima From Hong Jing's perspective, he looked like a perverted murderer.
Kawashima Hongjing kept kowtowing, and the woman kept shouting loudly, but she didn't know what she was talking about.
Deep love between father and daughter is rare, but I wonder if it will be like the domestic rumors on the Internet, where father and daughter will be together. Chu Xiang sighed, and the woman was horrified to find that Chu Xiang disappeared. Then with a light hand, the gun disappeared, and a ball of iron was embedded on the handrail of the stairs.
After returning to the coffee table and sitting down, Chu Xiang waved to the woman and asked her to come over and sit. The woman looked at Chu Xiang in horror, her legs were trembling, and she was almost unsteady and about to fall.
Seeing that Chu Xiang did not hurt his daughter, Kawashima Hongjing quickly stood up and helped his daughter.
"Come and sit together." Chu Xiang said.
There was no other way, Kawashima Hongjing could only take his daughter and sit next to him. The two father and daughter looked at Chu Xiang nervously, worried in their hearts, not knowing what Chu Xiang was going to do.
Chu Xiang took Kawashima Hongjing's mobile phone and asked Kawashima Hongjing to change the system to the Chinese version and install the default translation software. While asking Kawashima Hongjing about various situations, he used his mobile phone to check various information about Japan.
Seeing that Chu Xiang didn't do anything out of the ordinary, Kawashima Hongjing's daughter relaxed a little and made tea. Chu Xiang asked Kawashima Hongjing various questions while drinking tea. He asked Kawashima Hongjing for a long time before ending the questioning. .
After reading the information written by Kawashima Hongjing, Chu Xiang asked, "Who am I?"
Kawashima Hongjing was stunned for a moment, then understood Chu Xiang's intention, shook his head and said, "I don't know."
"Who had tea with you today?" Chu Xiang continued to ask.
"My daughter." Kawashima Hongjing said.
"Did your daughter see anyone today?"
"No." Kawashima Hongjing shook his head vigorously.
"Very good, you are smart enough. I hope you will always be so smart." Chu Xiang said.
Kawashima Koi nodded.
