Duzhu laughed.
There is a calmness in the smile that does not ask for explanations and an indifference that can see through the world.
"Monks don't lie."
He said this to Shu Guan seriously.
"If the donor doesn't believe it, please feel free to kill or chop him into pieces."
At this moment, Shu Guan even felt guilty about whether she had wrongly blamed him.
However, Shu Guan quickly came to his senses.
...Grandma, it would be a pity for this guy not to act...
He cursed in his heart.
This young monk's face is very honest and dull, and his speech and expression are also very sincere and sincere, giving people a sense of honesty, reliability and trustworthiness.
There are even Buddhist auras in some truly eminent monks.
The problem is, if Monk Duzhu is really such a person, then his behavior pattern should definitely not be like this.
Shu Guan can believe that a truly eminent monk will do something against his will if he has no choice but to do so.
He even believed in eminent monks like Master Miki. In this case, if he did not have the status of the Seven Immortals Alliance, he might rob the rich and give to the poor.
But for a truly dull and honest person, if they want to do such a thing, they will definitely do it themselves instead of hiding behind the scenes.
Just like the master Li Zhixia at the time, when he was a swallow, he would kill people by himself. In fact, he could use Taoism to control others to achieve his own goals.
This difference in xinxing leads to different behavior patterns, which are very subtle, but a person's behavior style is basically determined by his or her xinxing.
So when Shu Guan first saw this young monk named Duzhu, he felt that the behavior shown in the incident where An Fengjun's money was robbed did not match this person's temperament.
Of course, Shu Guan would not conclude that the young monk was lying just based on his doubts about the contradiction between his character and behavioral patterns.
He certainly had more evidence.
Then Shu Guan also asked the young monk seriously:
"Eat slowly and leave some for me. What does this sentence mean?"
What Shu Guan said just now was the answer Xiao Yi gave him not long ago when he asked what sutra the young monk had been reciting.
When the refugees who were receiving porridge saluted him, what this young monk kept reciting softly was not a Buddhist scripture at all, but the same sentence he repeated over and over again.
"Eat slowly and leave some for me."
It was a very puzzling sentence. Shu Guan still didn't know what it meant, but he just thought it was a little weird.
"who are you?
"Eat slowly" means eating something again.
When Shu Guan asked this question, Du Zhu's expression finally changed slightly.
But he soon regained his composure.
"The young monk has been standing here for almost a day. Naturally, he is a little hungry. He just said it casually. I wonder if the donor has any doubts about this."
Duzhu looked at Shu Guan innocently and asked.
Shu Guan laughed.
The young monk's explanation was naturally far-fetched, but he didn't want to argue with the young monk.
Shu Guan put his hand on the hilt of the peach wood sword.
The reason why he is so aggressive at the moment is because this young monk and this Xinxiang Temple give people a strange feeling.
This strange feeling made Shu Guan unable to easily believe that the reason why the young monk robbed An Fengjun of his money and gave porridge to the refugees was really just out of compassion as he said.
Now that he's here, Shuguan is ready to find out the real reason.
What if this young monk is actually doing something very evil?
Shu Guan felt that this was something a person who, although he had left the sect, still considered himself a disciple of the Seven Immortals Alliance deep down in his heart, should do.
"Since you still refuse to tell the truth, why don't I chop off the Buddha statue in the temple with a sword first, or chop down the bamboo in the yard, and then see if you are willing to tell the truth."
Shu Guan slowly picked up the peach wood sword and said calmly to the young monk.
Duzhu's expression finally really changed.
But this time, he could not quickly conceal the change in his expression and return to his normal appearance.
Because Shu Guan's threat really grasped his real weakness.
"……how do you know……"
He looked at Shu Guan in panic and blurted out subconsciously.
...Because I have Xiaoyi!
Shu Guan answered silently in his heart.
Because when Shu Guan asked Xiao Yi what the young monk was talking about, Xiao Yi also told him something.
That is, in this small temple, there are two magic weapons.
One is the Buddha statue in the hall, and the other is the bamboo tree in the yard.
These are two very strange and strange magic weapons.
Because they don't look like magic weapons at all. The Buddha statue really looks like a clay statue. Shu Guan really saw the clay embryo inside exposed after the paint peeled off.
The Xiuzhu looks like an ordinary bamboo, because when the autumn wind blows, the Xiuzhu actually has fallen leaves.
So Shu Guan didn't see that the statue and Xiuzhu were magic weapons at the beginning.
I'm afraid most practitioners can't see it either.
But Xiaoyi is different. She can directly detect that there is a weapon spirit hidden in these two things.
Although the weapon spirits in the two magic weapons did not communicate with her, Xiaoyi could clearly sense the existence of those two intelligences.
These are indeed two strange magic weapons that Shu Guan has never heard of before.
At this time, after Duzhu blurted out a sentence, he looked at Shu Guan and became more shocked and frightened. It seemed that he never expected that Shu Guan could actually see through the biggest secret of their Xinxiang Temple.
Then, a helpless and strange look slowly appeared on Duzhu's face.
"I can't hide it anymore, let's do it!"
He suddenly said this to the air.
As soon as he finished speaking, a sudden change occurred in the small courtyard.
First, the bamboo branches above Shu Guan's head seemed to suddenly come to life, and they all pierced Shu Guan's body.
The wind was strong and hissing, and every branch carried an extremely cold and sharp aura, like a flying sword.
And then, there was another loud bang from behind.
The Buddha statue in the small hall seemed to have come to life. It left the place and ran towards Shuguan with long strides. As it ran, the soil on the statue's body fell rustlingly, and in the blink of an eye it came behind Shuguan, and then He raised a big hand and slapped Shu Guan on the back.
Of course, Shu Guan was not surprised or surprised at all by this situation.
He calmly swung the mahogany sword upwards and threw it.
The peach wood sword turned into green duckweed and faced the bamboo branches that also stabbed down like sharp swords.
Countless crackling sounds were heard, and the branches with claws and claws drooped under the mahogany sword one after another like eggplants beaten by frost.
However, the Taomu Sword actually failed to cut off those branches.
At the same time as he threw the peach wood sword, Shu Guan turned around like lightning, and the sharp sword had already come into his hands.
The mountain-carrying technique suddenly broke out, and one hand grabbed the arm of the clay Buddha statue, and the arm of the Buddha statue immediately stayed in mid-air.
The sharp knife in Shu Guan's other hand had already been slashed towards the top of the Buddha statue's head.
Unlike the peach wood sword, Shu Guan has never seen anything that can withstand the sharpness of the sharp sword so far.
The blade of the sharp knife easily cut into the forehead of the clay Buddha statue, and was about to cut this weird Buddha statue in half.
However, at this moment, a hoarse voice suddenly came from the body of the clay Buddha statue.
"Spare your life!"
The voice just said these two words, and there was indescribable anxiety and panic in the voice.
The sharp knife suddenly stopped three centimeters deep when it cut into the Buddha's head.
Shu Guan's hand was very steady, still holding the sharp knife, and did not pull away.
But a hint of surprise also flashed in his eyes.
This was really the first time he encountered a magic weapon spirit that could beg for mercy.
"Then tell me why I should spare your life."
Then Shu looked at the two-meter-tall clay Buddha statue in front of him, smiled and asked.
To be honest, he was really curious about how this Buddha statue would answer him.
The next moment, Shu Guan saw an extremely strange scene.
The facial features of the clay Buddha statue began to twist, revealing an extremely human expression.
It was a smile full of ingratiation.
"Can you let me go first? I promise I won't attack you again or run away."
The thick lips of the clay Buddha statue moved and said this sentence.
Its voice is old, dry and hoarse.
The surprise in Shu Guan's eyes grew stronger.
Is this really a magic weapon talking to myself?
You must know that although he has come into contact with many magic weapons, and those magic weapons basically have weapon spirits, except through Xiaoyi, Shu Guan has never had direct contact with the weapon spirits.
And like the Buddha statue in front of you, you can talk to yourself directly like ordinary people. This is the legendary ability that only those spiritual treasures that have surpassed the level of immortals can have!
Could it be that what was standing in front of him now was an ancient spiritual treasure?
Shu Guan was really shocked.
Then he released his grip on the arm of the clay Buddha statue and pulled out the sharp knife from the other person's head.
The strength shown by this clay Buddha statue just now is probably similar to that of a practitioner at the peak of fetal movement state. Shu Guan can subdue this Buddha statue again at any time.
And when he drew the knife and let go, the clay Buddha statue in front of him breathed a long sigh of relief, and then the clay body began to undulate and tremble like waves, then collapsed inward, and then a thin and skinny old monk appeared in front of the statue. In front of my eyes.
As for the clay Buddha statue just now, it seemed that it had not all penetrated into the old monk's body.
Shu watched this scene, his eyes flashing, and he was really surprised.
"Brother, he is not a weapon spirit, but a person hiding in the Buddha statue. I felt that it was him just now, but I made a wrong judgment just now."
Xiaoyi's voice also rang in Shuguan's mind.
Naturally, this is absolutely impossible to be a weapon spirit.
The old monk in front of him must be very old. The skin on his face is all drooped, like a spiny old dog. His cheekbones are very high, his eye sockets are deeply sunken, and there is a faint glow around his pupils. A strange circle of golden light.
It's just that this old monk always looks very weak, as if he has not recovered from a serious illness.
"Old monk Kuzhu, I have met you."
The old monk put his palms together and bowed to Shu Guan.
Behind him, the young monk also called "Master" to the old monk.
Shu Guan was suddenly startled.
Because before he came to Xinxiang Temple, he had already inquired about the situation of this small temple. According to what he knew, it was this small temple hidden in a shady alley. It used to have two monks, one young. An old one and a young one.
The old monk died a few months ago.
But now this old monk walked out of a Buddha statue.
He's not dead at all!
Shu Guan had always had a vague feeling that there was some secret in this small temple, but he didn't expect it to be such a secret.
He looked at the old monk dumbly, then thought for a moment, and sat down in front of the stone table again.
"Master, why don't you explain to me what is going on."
He smiled and said to the two monks, an old man and a young man, standing by the stone table.
"Okay, okay, okay, the old monk will never dare to hide it..."
Then the old monk Kuzhu began to tell.
The origin of the matter is that three months ago, the old monk named Kuzhu was preparing to advance from the fetal movement state to the Nascent Soul state.
His breakthrough this time was actually a bit hasty, mainly because his life span was coming soon. If he didn't advance to Yuanying, he would die soon.
And when he was breaking through, one of his old enemies got the news from somewhere and came specifically to sabotage it.
So in the end, the old monk's attempt to advance to Yuanying failed.
And because of the obstruction of his old enemy, he almost died.
In fact, at that time, the old monk was attacked by the old enemy. His body was broken and his soul was separated from his body. Therefore, the old enemy really thought that he was dead and left with satisfaction.
But due to some special reasons, the old monk did not die completely.
As for the special reason, the Kuzhu monk did not explain it clearly to Shu Guan, but Shu Guan roughly understood that the old monk was not dead at that time. It should be related to the two magic weapons in their Xinxiang Temple. relation.
What saved his life was the bamboo in the yard.
But Xiuzhu could only temporarily retain his soul, but could not heal his broken body.
Fortunately, there is another rare treasure in the Xinxiang Temple, which is the clay Buddha statue.
Naturally, this statue was not made of an ordinary clay body. Of course, Monk Kuzhu did not explain to Shu Guan what the clay body was.
However, this clay statue has a very miraculous effect, that is, it can help him reshape his physical body.
As for the way to reshape his physical body, he is to integrate his broken physical body with the statue of the clay-embodied Buddha, and then gain the power of a large number of believers to slowly heal his physical body.
"This clay Buddha body is a rare treasure of our Xinxiang Temple lineage that has been handed down since ancient times. When you become one with it, you can absorb the power of faith of Buddhist believers."
When he heard this, Shu Guan was immediately surprised.
Because he understands the power of believers' faith.
After all, he was from the Seven Immortals Alliance and knew a lot about Buddhism.
The power of faith of Buddhist believers is a very strange and powerful force that is different from spiritual power. There are countless Buddhist believers in the world, whether they are praying to the Buddha in their hearts or worshiping the Buddha in the temple. It can produce the power of faith, but it is said that this power of faith can only be obtained by Buddha.
But this clay Buddha statue can actually absorb the power of faith that is said to be only available to the Buddha. It is really an incredible treasure.
"It's just that the incense from my Xinxiang Temple is usually pretty good, but it's still far from enough to recast the old monk's body, so..."
Monk Kuzhu continued to talk.
In fact, Shu Guan could already roughly guess why they wanted to rob An Fengjun of his money, even if the old monk didn't talk about it anymore.
He robbed An Fengjun of his money and set up a porridge shed here to attract refugees from around him.
And these grateful refugees can naturally provide a lot of faith.
This is the truth behind the robbery of An Fengjun's money. It was just because a practitioner in the Fetal Movement Realm wanted to treat his injuries.
"During this period, the old monk has been hiding in the clay Buddha statue. Firstly, it is to heal his wounds, and also because he is afraid that the old monk's enemy will come to visit him again. If he finds out that the old monk is not dead yet, with the old monk's current strength , but he is absolutely no match for him, and I’m afraid he won’t be able to survive again.”
"That's why I, the disciple, deceived you just now. I just don't want anyone to find out that the old monk is still alive."
The old monk Kuzhu finally finished speaking, and then he and his disciple Duzhu looked at Shuguan with some anxiety.
The young man sitting at the stone table in front of them was so enigmatic in the eyes of their master and disciple.
Although it seems that he only has the cultivation level of the First Awareness Realm, which is much lower than Duzhudu, the master and disciple have just seen the young man's mysterious methods and terrifying combat power.
In front of this young man, they have no way to escape, and they are no match for them in a fight. Now they can only see how this young man will deal with them.
After Shu Guan listened to the old monk's story, he did not speak immediately.
He first carefully looked at the old monk named Kuzhu.
This old monk and his disciples have a very similar temperament. At first glance, they give people a feeling of being very honest and trustworthy. But if you look more carefully, you can find something hidden deep in the eyes. That cunning and cunning.
As for the young monk Duzhu, no matter whether he lied to conceal the existence of the master, I have to say that this young monk acted really well.
If it weren't for Xiao Yi, Shu Guan might have been deceived just now, thinking that Du Zhu was a eminent Buddhist monk who was compassionate and merciful.
This pair of master and disciple don’t look like good people!
And this Xinxiang Temple is definitely not simple.
Shu Guan looked at the Xiuzhu tree beside him and pondered silently.
