"Dang~dangdang..."

"From the south to the north, Alang walked to Tianya Mountain, and searched the mountains and seas to no avail. Where is my mother..."

The desolate melody still echoed under the poplar trees, but the solemn and solemn farewell to the warriors turned into a straightforward narrative without any interest.

The storyteller held Sanxian in his arms and looked at Bian Yuanlie, who just looked at death as if he were home. He walked back three times, and he could not help but murmur in his heart: The blind old man's blood has been boiling for a long time, and he thought it was so grand...

Ye Jingtang stood there holding the dragon-screaming gun. After Bian Yuanlie walked away, he looked into the depths of the desert.

Li Si and others who escaped at first ran very far and turned back to watch the results of the battle on top of a sand dune. They found that Bian Yuanlie retreated after making two gestures, and immediately rushed down the sand dune and disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, Ye Jingtang naturally did not kill them all. He turned around and walked towards Benben and others who were waiting, preparing to continue studying the stone tablet.

Several girls and even the black yamen men saw Bian Yuanlie generously die at first, but then immediately left scratching their heads, obviously a little confused.

The Queen Mother stood beside Dongfang Liren and asked in a low voice:

"What did Ye Jingtang take out just now? Why did the old man leave without saying a word?"

Dongfang Liren didn't know either, but she was just wondering why Ye Jingtang didn't teach her the "One Sound" move just now.

As the leader's wife, Luo Ning guessed what Ye Jingtang took out, her eyes looked a little strange, and she wanted to whisper a few words in Sanniang's ear.

But before the words were spoken, there was a sound from behind the sand dunes in the distance, and then Luo Ning's face was shaken!

Step, step...

Bian Yuanlie had just walked under the Poplar euphratica tree. He wanted to pick up the wine bottle and take a sip to calm down his shock, but when he raised his eyes, he saw a monk appearing behind the sand dunes.

The monk looked to be in his fifties. He was wearing a tawny monk's robe and had nine scars on his head. He kept looking at Luo Ning in the distance as he walked. After walking through the Populus euphratica forest, he stopped, then lightly lifted his monk's robe and said to

He knelt down to the southeast.

"Zou Quanming!"

In the silent sea of ​​sand, a shrill scolding sound suddenly sounded!

Everyone turned to look, only to see Luo Ning, who had always been cold and calm, his eyes had turned blood red due to grief and anger. He was like an enraged leopard. He pulled out the Weeping Water Sword from his waist and flew forward, but was struck by three quick-eyed and quick hands.

Mom, catch up and hug her:

"Ning'er! You..."

Perhaps for the first time, Luo Ning showed hysteria. She pointed a three-foot green sword at the monk in the distance and said angrily:

"You white-eyed wolf, give back to my parents!..."

The words were laced with overwhelming hatred, which made one's heart palpitate.

When Ye Jingtang saw this scene, his brows naturally wrinkled. He turned around with the dragon-screaming gun and looked at the monk not far away:

"Are you Zou Quanming, the senior brother of Dongling Villa back then?"

The monk who knelt down facing Jiangzhou looked surprisingly calm and just nodded slightly:

"The poor monk named Wu Nian was also the man who caused the death of his mentor, Zou Quanming."

"Is there anything else you want to say?"

Zou Quanming shook his head and said nothing. After all, his affairs were known to everyone in Jiangzhou and Jianghu.

Zou Quanming was born shortly after the founding of the Wei Dynasty. Like most children who experienced national calamity, his parents were poor and struggled to make ends meet. At the age of four or five, he began to follow his mother and scrape fish scales at Dongling Pier to make a living.

At that time, the entire Dongling Wharf was the property of the Luo family, a famous family in Jiangzhou. One time, the owner of the village took a boat back from a banquet and saw him at the wharf. He felt that he was skilled in scraping fish scales and that he was a young martial artist, so he asked him if he would like to

Not willing to practice martial arts.

At that time, Zou Quanming didn't know what "master and apprentice" meant. He just watched the knights and knights in the martial arts going back and forth in beautiful clothes every day. He was envious of such days, so he agreed.

Later, Zou Quanming did not let Master Luo lose his sight, and even exceeded Dongling Villa's expectations.

At the age of sixteen, Zou Quanming mastered all the outer martial arts and was promoted to the direct successor, becoming the senior brother of Dongling Villa.

Here, he is almost the heir to Dongling Villa.

Master Luo treated him as his own son, and his wife even considered betrothing his daughter to him.

Zou Quanming respected his master and his wife very much, and he was also very polite to his junior sister. He was willing to follow the arrangements step by step, marry a wife, have children, and take care of the property, until one day his master would retire behind the scenes, inherit the position of head, and make Dongling Villa famous under his leadership.

Shocking the world.

But unfortunately, the owner of Villa Luo saw from the day Zou Quanming stepped into Dongling Villa that his goal was to dominate the world and become a superior person. He didn't care about the love between his children and he would probably treat his daughter with respect for the rest of his life.

, but he will never regard his daughter as his true love from the bottom of his heart. All he wants is dominance in the world.

Master Luo only has one daughter, so it is impossible for her to marry someone who doesn't like her, so he has never expressed his position on the marriage.

Later, Luo Ying, who worked as a handyman in the villa when she was young, won the appreciation of the owner of the villa because of her honesty, honesty and hard work. Later, she was attracted by the eldest lady and became an inseparable follower when she went out.

Master Luo knows that Zou Quanming is more talented, but in Zou Quanming's eyes, Dongling Villa is just a place to practice martial arts and climb up; in Luo Ying's eyes, it is his home, and his master and mother are his father and mother, and the eldest lady

It was all he longed for but did not dare to dream about. He was raised by the Luo family and changed his surname to Luo since he was a child. He himself was regarded as a wife and passed down the incense to the Luo family.

For this reason, Master Luo finally betrothed his daughter to Luo Ying, allowing Zou Quanming, who was already able to stand alone, to leave the sect and start his own business.

Zou Quanming stayed at Dongling Villa for nearly twenty years. He believed that in terms of filial piety and talent and hard work, he was a hundred times better than the handyman Luo Ying. When he was promoted to prominence, he was persuaded to quit by his master, so he was naturally dissatisfied!

Not only him, but also the fellow disciples of Dongling Villa, and even countless people in Jiangzhou and Jianghu were aggrieved by him. They felt that Luo Ying had climbed to the position of the heir of Dongling Villa by relying on his clever words and persuasion.

Zou Quanming felt a lot of unwillingness in his heart, but in the world of martial arts, the master's order was the king's law. He could not violate this arrangement, so he could only live in the rivers and lakes and become a helpless knight. He stayed there for ten years.

Ten years is enough time for any warrior to wash away the luster and smooth the edges, but Zou Quanming didn't. He always remembered Dongling Villa, and he was always angry in his heart, feeling that the master was unfair and that Luo Ying took away what should be his.

Finally, ten years later, the old owner of Dongling Villa passed away, the old and young people of the Villa iterated, and the new owner became Luo Ying, whom he had never seen once before.

Zou Quanming could not go back when his master was there, but when his master left, it was a grudge between his peers, and he had to seek an explanation for what happened back then.

So on the day when the owner succeeded to the throne and Dongling Villa held a hero's banquet, Zou Quanming came to the scene and publicly accused Luo Ying of being unworthy of being the head of Dongling Villa.

Countless heroes were present, and Luo Ying had to draw his sword no matter what.

The old owner of the village raised Zou Quanming and guessed that Zou Quanming might be dissatisfied. Before leaving, he specially taught Luo Ying three sword skills.

But even so, Zou Quanming still seriously injured Luo Ying that day, venting his ten years of unwillingness and anger on his defeated general.

But after the fight, he found that his fellow apprentices and even the people in the martial arts world who had complained about him had changed the way they looked at him.

That look was like looking at a madman.

Because of the reputation in the world who was present at that time, he could see that the three swordsmanship skills taught by the old master were all skills of breaking moves, and Luo Ying did not choose to do so even if he had the opportunity to trade his injuries for death.

The old village owner may have been selfish for his daughter, but he regarded Zou Quanming as his apprentice until his death and never thought about taking his life; and even though Luo Ying was turned over in public, she still regarded Zou Quanming as her senior brother from the bottom of her heart and never thought about it.

A real life and death struggle.

But Zou Quanming only regarded Dongling Villa as the source of injustice and hatred, treating it like an enemy.

Soon after, Luo Ying died of serious injuries, and the owner and his wife left in anger. Dongling Villa, which had been inherited for hundreds of years, seemed to have lost its soul and disappeared in silence.

Zou Quanming did not dare to stay, and wandered around the world in a daze, as if he had lost his soul, and finally came to Shazhou Qianfo Temple.

Zen Master Shenchen took him in, recognized him as his disciple, and taught him about good and evil, as well as Buddhism. This time he listened.

He understood why his master had let him go out to work in the mountains, what he had done wrong back then, and why Dongling Villa had always regarded him as one of his family members.

But the more I understand, the deeper the sins in my heart become. The master’s family was ruined and everyone was destroyed. If you believe in Buddhism and you can be forgiven with peace of mind, then who will repay the hatred of the younger brothers and sisters who died with hatred, and the Dongling Villa has been reduced to ruins?

Zou Quanming looked at Ye Jingtang approaching, raised his neck, and wanted to end this sinful life by paying with blood.

But those who have been teaching him to let go have not really let go.

Cha~

Cha~

Just as Ye Jingtang was walking toward Zou Quanming with his gun in hand, footsteps sounded again from behind the dune.

Bian Yuanlie and Dongfang Liren turned around and saw an old monk wearing cassocks and holding a brass Zen staff walking over following the footprints.

Ye Jingtang paused, turned to look at the monk whose identity he knew without asking his name, and frowned:

"Master Shenchen is here to persuade me to put down my butcher knife and forgive the guilty?"

Zen Master Shenchen walked slowly to the side of Zou Quanming, who was kneeling on the ground, and raised his hand to perform a Buddhist salute:

"Forgiving sinners is the business of the Buddha. You have done evil first. If you repent and you can be forgiven, what's the use of having laws and decrees?"

"?"

Ye Jingtang was stunned by these words. After all, what did Shen Chen say when he said this?

"Then Master Shenchen is here to give me a lighter sentence?"

"Buddhism is a place to persuade people to do good, not a place of judgment. When Wu Nian came to Qianfo Temple, I had to persuade him to repent and let him realize that he had done evil. As for whether he should go or stay after repenting, it was up to him.

Whether he should be killed or released should be determined by the king's law in accordance with the law. It has nothing to do with Buddhism, and the night donor should not bend the law for personal gain."

Night Terror Hall nodded:

"Master Shenchen is indeed an expert."

Monk Shenchen shook his head at this and sighed softly:

"But Buddhism is Buddhism, and I am Lao Monk.
To be continued...