Chapter 658 There is no difference between true and false, just worry about the heart
As he spoke, he lowered his voice and said meaningfully: "Once the identity is exposed, Yuan Wenji, let alone Yu Wenhua, will immediately change his face. Not only will the courtesy I have shown you be withdrawn, but I will also deal with you in an intensified manner."
You, so as not to offend that real person in the future."
"You don't need to threaten me." The black-clothed Taoist said calmly, "I have no friendship with you Buddhists at all. We have fought many times in the past. I know very well that you talk one thing and do another...
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"It's not that you have any conflict with us, but that the Chen family has fought against Buddhism many times and has become the enemy of Buddhism!" Before the other party could finish speaking, the scar-faced monk interrupted him, "Taoist priest, of course you are the enemy of Buddhism!"
Born in Chen's stories, but those stories, through the methods of the Sole Lord, have not evolved into legends at all, they are just rumors manipulated by others. You are not a saint who returned from legends, but were born relying on rumors.
Strange, it’s better not to get too involved in the drama..."
He said these words, firstly, to remind and warn, to reveal that he had come into contact with the person behind the Taoist in black, and secondly, to wake him up, to let him distinguish between real enemies and friends, and to let him recognize the reality.
Only by shaking the Taoist mind can it be used easily.
Unexpectedly, the black-clothed Taoist looked indifferent, waved his hand and said: "Don't say that you are not a self-centered person. Even if he wants to force me, he must first erase my will and re-root it!"
As he spoke, his expression became more solemn: "It should be noted that although I did not come back from the legend, I am not him, but the thoughts, thoughts and actions based on the past made up who I am now! But I was born in ancient legends.
, the stories of the past have shaped who I am today! Once I disobey, I am not who I am."
The scar-faced monk was stunned for a moment, then clasped his hands together and whispered: "Amitabha, this poor monk knows it. In this case, he can only say goodbye with regret. But by leaving like this, you and I are enemies rather than friends. I hope the Taoist Master will not let you go."
Blame.”
The Taoist in black waved his sleeves and did not answer.
The scar-faced monk didn't stop and turned around to leave.
Soon, he returned to his cabin, and his two junior brothers and blood-born Yao Dan immediately greeted him, asking about the next plan and how to cooperate with the impostor.
The scar-faced monk shook his head and sighed: "Everyone has his own ambitions. Even if he is a temporary puppet, he will have his ambitions after he is born, and he cannot be shaken easily."
"That person actually disagreed?"
"That's right." The scar-faced monk was not in a hurry. Instead, he walked to the window, looked at the rolling river outside the window, and said with a smile: "You said that the Grand Canal is so wide. It cost countless money and manpower to build. It condensed everyone's hard work and runs through the north and south.
In the future, as the canal transportation center, many gods will inevitably be born. The canal is derived from human power, so aren't these gods man-made?"
Yao Dan frowned and said: "Friend Taoist, why should you say anything else at this time? The top priority..."
"The most urgent task is to destroy gods and destroy them! If people can create gods, they can destroy gods! Even without the help of the fake, it can still arouse people's hearts." As he spoke, the scar-faced monk suddenly raised his hand and gestured toward the window.
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Then, there were several exclamations from the shore, and one person was grabbed by him and thrown into the cabin.
Several people in the room looked closely and saw a thin woman with unkempt hair and thin clothes. What was more eye-catching were her legs.
The tattered and patched trousers were empty. It was obvious that her legs had been broken at the knee, so she could only lie on the ground.
At this moment, the woman raised her head, looked at the people around her, and shivered.
"Fellow Taoist, what do you mean by this?" Yao Dan showed displeasure. With a wave of his hand, a layer of gauze emerged and covered the woman, causing her to fall into a deep sleep. She then asked, "This woman is so miserable. Could it be that she is Tao?"
Are you determined to help the world and save the people? Do you want to help her escape from the sea of suffering?"
"Amitabha, I am merciful. All living beings are suffering. How can we focus on just one person?" The scar-faced monk said with his hands together: "When you see one and look at the world, only by clearing away the filth in the world and restoring the bright world can we make such a woman like this."
Miserable people will never appear again."
"Fellow Taoist is really a towering figure and compassionate!" Yao Dan said mockingly, "I don't think you would see such a scene when you sit upright in the Golden Temple on weekdays, right? When I saw it today, I felt compassion. This compassion came to me.
Yes, it’s somewhat timely and cheap.”
The scar-faced monk was not annoyed, but smiled and said: "When seeing such a miserable girl, Taoist friends and descendants of the sea of blood will feel sympathy, let alone ordinary people? The human heart is made of flesh.
If the five aggregates and six thieves are stored in the heart, they can be promoted to destroy gods and demons, and there will be no disadvantages!"
Yao Dan frowned and asked, "How are you doing?"
The scar-faced monk did not answer, but instead said: "The poor monk heard that the Northern Qi Kingdom was destroyed in the past, and all the clans were scattered and withered. The Gao family acted cruelly and was hated by the people in the north. However, there are a few people who are quite popular on weekdays.
In the name of loving the people, there are also those who feel sad when the country is destroyed."
After a pause, he lowered his head and glanced at the disabled girl at his feet: "One of them was a princess of the Qi Kingdom. She returned to the clan before the country was destroyed. Because she grew up among the people and knew the sufferings, she loved the people like a son and was respected by others.
When the state of Qi was destroyed, she had no way to escape south and threw herself into a river to die. To this day, there is a mountain temple worshiping her by the river."
"Is this the girl?" Yao Dan glanced at the disabled girl first, then shook her head, "No, there is no trace of purple energy left on her body, and her age is wrong. Could it be that..." She raised her head suddenly, her eyes full.
He was incredulous, "You also want to pretend to be someone else? Don't you, the monks, never tell lies?"
"This is what the fellow Taoist said, not the poor monk." The scar-faced monk smiled slightly, his expression as usual, "However, if there is a person who has a high status in Qi and is very popular among the people, I would think that he is dead.
But he suddenly appeared, but his appearance was miserable, and he was tortured by a prince in Nanchen. What do you think will happen to that prince's reputation if the incident spreads?"
"You want to throw dirty water?" Yao Dan shook his head, "I'm afraid this is impossible. As long as there is some logic in this kind of thing, you will know that it is wrong. What kind of person is that monarch? Why should he get his hands dirty and torture a princess who has perished?
?Soon, if he really takes action, can the princess escape? Besides, at this age..."
"Some people don't believe it, some people believe it. It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not." The scar-faced monk pointed out the window, meaning, "The land has been in chaos for decades, and people are still hungry and dead everywhere. Everyone has anger hidden in their hearts.
The ship is not angry when passing by, let alone this matter? They don't need the truth at all, they just want an opportunity to move themselves, a real goal to vent their thoughts and attack! This is also to ease the people's hearts, otherwise their hearts will be like this
If it is not smooth and the ideas are not clear, sooner or later the people's will will boil."
As he spoke, he looked at Yao Dan.
"Fellow Taoist, you need to arrange this matter, but there is one thing you must remember."
"What?" Yao Dan remembered his ancestor's instructions, suppressed the disgust in his heart, and asked in a deep voice.
"Don't spread the name of Gao's daughter, just say she is the last princess of Qi."
"What's the mystery?"
The scar-faced monk looked at the disabled girl with a look of compassion on his face, and sighed: "Everyone knows the princess, and can still relate to it even three generations apart, but not everyone knows the Gao family, let alone the Gao family who was ungrateful in the past.
A crime! Therefore, how can a specific name be compared to a princess codename? Only in this way can it be easily spread."
Yao Dan was stunned, silent for a moment, and finally couldn't help but said: "You clearly don't have any compassion in your heart! Why are you so pretentious!"
After saying that, his body turned into blood and rolled away with the disabled girl.
"Amitabha." As soon as the others left, the third junior brother came over and said, "Brother, after all, this person is a person from the sea of blood, so you still have to be careful. When she left, she clearly had other thoughts on her mind."
"It doesn't matter." The scar-faced monk shook his head, "These monks have never surrendered to the Five Aggregates and Six Thieves. They are driven by emotions and are the easiest to control."