"Master, I feel guilty."
"The ignorant people in the world are all harmed by the three poisons. From love comes sorrow, from love comes fear. If you are separated from the one you love, there will be no worries and no fear. Donor, you are obsessed."
In the magnificent temple, Lu Hanjiang sat sincerely across from the oily old abbot monk. On the futons beside him sat several skinny young monks, wearing patched monk robes, weakly knocking on wooden fish.
Lu Hanjiang clasped his hands together and asked seriously: "I dare to ask Master, how should I deal with myself?"
The master counted the rosary beads one by one and said naturally: "A wise man removes his mind but does not remove his circumstances, and a fool removes his circumstances but does not remove his mind. Appearances arise from the mind. What the donor sees is all false. If you hold on to it and overflow it, it is not as good as it is. , since it is false, just abandon it.”
"Hey, Master is not a Buddhist believer, why do you still follow Taoist rhetoric?" Lu Hanjiang asked curiously.
"Life and death are the Tao, Nirvana is also the Tao, and Buddhism and Taoism are one family." The master's spiritual light and treasure image appear to have emerged from the mortal world.
"Master, I understand."
Lu Hanjiang respectfully thanked the master. Every time he killed someone, he would go to temples and Taoist temples, these pure places, to wash away his sins. Today he met another master with boundless Dharma. After listening to the other person's words, he felt that he His soul has been sublimated a little more.
Satisfied, Lu Hanjiang was about to say goodbye and leave, only to hear the master say again: "Donor, too many desires are suffering, and life and death are tiring. Money is something external to the body. Why not donate it to Buddhism and exchange yourself for freedom."
Lu Hanjiang looked back at the master in surprise. When he bent down, he accidentally dropped the Beizhen Fu Commander sign in his arms. After picking it up, he blew a breath to make the big characters brighter, so that Master, take a look clearly.
The master glanced sideways and smiled slightly: "Amitabha, donor. When I first met the donor, I felt that I was destined to be the Buddha. The poor monk has been reciting this pearl in front of the Buddha for a thousand days, so he gave it to the donor."
Lu Hanjiang grabbed the rosary beads and refused repeatedly: "How can this be done?"
"Donor, don't be obsessed with money. Things outside the body are the three poisons." The master forced the rosary beads in his hand to Lu Hanjiang, even if he wanted to refuse.
At this time, the absentminded little monk who knocked on the wooden fish suddenly said: "Master, didn't you just buy these beads a few days ago? They cost us ten taels of silver."
As soon as these words came out, the kind-faced old monk should have an angry look: "Huineng, you have no destiny with my Buddha, please leave as soon as possible."
The young monk Huineng stood there blankly. When he came to his senses, he felt aggrieved. However, he did not dare to disobey the abbot, so he packed his luggage and left.
Lu Hanjiang accepted the master's rosary and felt guilty. He immediately took out two copper plates and said that he had to light incense for the temple. The old monk was moved to tears and bowed his head to pay homage and thanked him repeatedly.
The master held Lu Hanjiang's hand and personally sent him out of the temple. With tears in his eyes, he watched his figure disappear into the sea of people from afar, then turned back three times and reluctantly closed the door.
The Zhike monk standing at the door was very puzzled: "Master, are we closing the stall so early today?"
The master said to Amitabha Buddha, and said calmly: "The crooked part is complete, and the wrong part is straight. Huiwu, the fate between you and my Buddha has also become shallow. These days, you have to study the Buddha's teachings thoroughly. Go back."
The little monk Huiwu was confused when he heard it: "Master, where is this passage in the Buddhist scriptures? Why haven't I read it? What does it mean?"
"Let him be strong, and I will live longer."
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Thanks to the master's guidance, Lu Hanjiang slept very soundly that night. After getting up early and meditating, he looked into the distance and expressed his greetings, wishing Lao Qi a speedy death and bliss.
Today is a big day. The top ten villains, well, there are eight left now. These eight brothers will be called Ban Huangfu's family today. The well-informed Jianghu comrades have already surrounded Huangfu's family three times inside and three times outside. The water is blocked.
These days, if you want to see the excitement, you have to get there early.
Huangfu Yushu was also decisive. Since Zhang Buxi was killed and the hatred between the two parties was settled, he would just stop doing it. He immediately set up a scene in front of his house. As long as he gave the Huangfu family a face, all the people from all walks of life could come and have a cup of tea.
He built a high platform and stood on it with himself and several elders. He covered the untied body, put on a hood, and tied it to the pillar. The rope was tied tightly so that no one could see the clues. , waiting for the other villains to come.
Huangfu's family's attendants were lying in ambush around him, and Qin Yu was among them. He was holding a big black bag in his hand and following Huangfu Lingyun uneasily.
I don’t know why, but Huangfu Lingyun was unexpectedly not that disgusted with this Jin Yiwei Commander. Maybe it was because they had met on the street before, or maybe they just looked pleased with each other.
This time, the people sent by Jin Yiwei to assist the Huangfu family were Qin Yu and his two brothers.
As for Lu Hanjiang, of course he would not leave himself in such a dangerous place. He was sitting far away in a small inn with a two-story building, where he could just see the high platform built by Huangfu's family.
Since the top ten villains are destined to become history today, let them play more roles, and it will not be in vain for him to come all the way to Jiangnan.
Huangfu Yushu ascended to the top and shouted. On the one hand, he was naturally counting the evil deeds committed by the top ten villains over the years, and on the other hand, he was also trying to raise the reputation of the Huangfu family to a higher level.
He was impassioned in the front, only to hear a burst of inappropriate laughter, and a figure came from a distance, riding a horse and rushing through the crowd, and rushed to the high platform.
The figure jumped up, and the sword that was almost as high as a person's hand fell hard on the stage, making everyone scream in shock.
"They are the top ten villains!"
"The ten evil villains are here!"
In the midst of everyone's panic, seven figures flashed from all directions one by one. The remaining eight villains were like generals who had won a battle, swaggering through the city, looking very arrogant.
Huangfu Yushu just watched all this calmly. It wasn't until the eight of them lined up in a row and all went up to the high platform that he heard the man in the middle speak.
"Mr. Huangfu, you have received the post from our ten brothers."
The machete in Wei Meng's hand danced like a windmill, and the scalps of those people in the world who had never seen the world were numb when he showed off his unique skills.
Huangfu Yushu held the long sword in one hand and clasped it behind his back with the other, and said calmly: "I have received it. I wonder if you have any advice."
"Our brothers were arrested as soon as you asked. Jiangnan Huangfu's family is so capable."
Wei Meng pointed the saber in his hand at Huangfu Yushu: "Return my brother and kowtow to apologize. This matter will not cause trouble to Qin Huangfu's family today."
"It's a joke. The ten of you are all black sheep, evil villains, and everyone will kill you if you find them."
Huangfu Yushu's long sword was unsheathed, with a clear and trembling sound. His move was as fast as lightning, and everyone felt a white light flash past, and the elegant figure fell next to the pillar in Taichung.
The ropes on the pillar were broken one by one, Zhang Butie's body fell to the ground, leaving a clean sword wound on his back, and there was no movement in the whole person.
