If you can’t become a son-in-law, you have to be destined to become a saint. Chapter 155 Is he worshipping Buddha, or is he worshipping his own desire to kill?
Chapter 155 Is he worshipping Buddha, or is he worshipping his own desire to kill?
Maybe it’s because today there is a rare bright sun hanging high in the sky, the winter wind has slowed down a lot, and the smoke from distant kitchens is also thinly dispersed in the sky.
Lu Jing was paying the bill with a smile on his face. The restaurant manager saluted Lu Jing repeatedly and said these kind words.
The shopkeeper naturally knows Lu Jing. In today's Taixuanjing, most people have heard of the name of Mr. Lu Jing who lives in Kongshan Lane, Yanglu Street.
People around Yanglu Street have also seen Lu Jing going to and from the library every day.
Coupled with Lu Jing's appearance and temperament, he was unforgettable at first sight. Naturally, the shopkeeper and waiters at the restaurant on Yanglu Street knew Lu Jing well.
Lu Jing occasionally comes here to drink two bottles of Deer Yangjiu. After all, Yanglu Yanglujiu on Yanglu Street is quite famous even in Taixuanjing.
The wine itself is indeed mellow and fragrant, and soft in the throat. It is considered a good wine.
The shopkeeper politely said that Lu Jing did not need to pay the bill, but Lu Jing just paid the bill with a smile, and with the shopkeeper's kindness, he picked up two bottles of craft beer before walking out of the restaurant.
As soon as he went out, Li Yushi walked out of the courtyard behind the restaurant with a folding fan in hand and a gloomy look on his face.
Behind Li Yushi, Wang Shaxiong held a knife in his right hand, always lowering his head, not daring to raise his head to look at his young master.
The fat restaurant owner glanced at Li Yushi and did not dare to look at this distinguished nobleman again.
The reason is that the shopkeeper clearly saw that the face of the third son of the Li family was purple, one of his eyes was bloodshot, and there were black wounds around the eyes. He looked quite embarrassed...
What happened in the courtyard behind the restaurant?
The restaurant owner didn't dare to speculate, nor did he dare to look at Young Master Li, for fear that Li Yushi would become angry and take his anger out on him.
Li Yushi's thoughts were naturally not on these little people.
He also walked out of the restaurant's entrance hall and looked at Lu Jing's always steady back in the distance. His eyes flashed and he didn't know what he was thinking.
How many breaths have passed in the past.
Li Yushi still couldn't help but take a deep breath. The arrogance he had cultivated in his heart for more than twenty years made him feel as if a raging fire was burning in his heart when he thought of what happened in the courtyard today. Even when he was contemplating his soul, he never stopped.
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"Lu Jing..."
Li Yushi repeated Lu Jing's name in his mind and narrowed his eyes slightly, but his eyes felt severe pain.
"Everything must be done with courtesy." This is what Li Yushi thought.
But Lu Jing felt particularly relaxed, and his steps seemed much more brisk when walking on Yanglu Street.
He walked towards Kongshan Alley and walked a few hundred steps forward when he saw two acquaintances coming towards him from the other end of Yanglu Street.
It was none other than my neighbors Pei Yingui and Miss Hancai.
Pei Yingui has a light white pear face, a light willow waist, and three thousand blue hairs casually erected with a hairband. She has not applied any makeup, but her face has its own color. She and Hancai saw Lu Jing's figure from a distance. What was rare was this time
Pei Yingui actually took the initiative to stop and wait for Lu Jing at the entrance of Kongshan Alley. Lu Jing came closer, with a smile on his face and nodded towards the two of them.
"Mr. Jing." Hancai said with some surprise in his eyes, "I didn't expect to meet you."
Pei Yingui glanced at his maid helplessly.
This is the entrance of Kongshan Alley. Since they all live in this alley, they have the opportunity to meet each other on weekdays, so there is no need for such surprises. "It just so happened that I drank two bottles of wine today. It was Yanglulou's craft beer, which was more special than usual.
The deer wine sold nowadays is even better.
Miss Pei and Miss Hancai happened to bring a pot back.
As it gets colder today, warming a pot of wine and drinking it in the evening can also bring more warmth."
While Lu Jing was speaking, he handed Hancai a bottle of wine in his hand.
Hancai looked sideways at Pei Yingui, hesitant.
Pei Yingui didn't hesitate at all and thanked Lu Jing: "In that case, I'll thank Mr. Jing."
"Just call me Lu Jing." Lu Jing's voice was still so calm, with a gentle smile on his face, unhurried and unhurried: "Since we are neighbors and we have known each other for a long time, Miss Pei has also helped me, so I don't need to be there all the time.
Call me son."
Pei Yingui thought for a while: "In that case, I will call you Mr. Lu Jing. You are Mr. Shulou, and you are extremely knowledgeable. I may ask you for help in the future."
In the previous assassination in Kongshan Alley, Lu Jing fainted in the alley, Pei Yingui came to help, and Qing Yue stayed on the wall all night...
Lu Jing naturally remembered these things. At this time, Pei Yingui spoke. Although Lu Jing didn't know what Pei Yingui wanted him to help with, he still nodded and agreed.
The three of them stood at the entrance of Kongshan Alley, talking to each other.
Behind Lu Jing, a carriage slowly passed by. The smile on his face did not change, and he did not even turn around to look at the carriage.
But something strange flashed across Pei Yingui's eyes, and his eyes followed the carriage.
The carriage passed by, and someone lifted the curtains of the carriage, revealing a man sitting in it, turning his head and looking at Lu Jing indifferently.
The man looked a little embarrassed, with his hair disheveled and his face bruised, as if he had just received a severe beating.
But his eyes were very calm, only shining with a faint light, like a vicious wolf running in the dark night that had just locked onto its prey.
For some reason, even Pei Yingui felt that the man in the carriage hated Lu Jing extremely.
At the same time, Pei Yingui sensed that there was a blazing fire hidden in the void around the carriage.
The divine fire was so high that they did not conceal the murderous thoughts that filled the air... The target of these murderous thoughts was Lu Jing who was standing in front of them! "Mr. Lu Jing, it seems that you have provoked someone?"
Pei Yingui thought to himself.
Lu Jing, who had always remained calm, probably sensed the murderous thoughts coming from a divine fire monk.
But to Pei Yingui's surprise, Lu Jing did not intend to show any forbearance. He turned around and spoke softly to the carriageway: "Master Yushi, you haven't even left Yanglu Street yet. You have to order your men to restrain themselves."
Some, this is too rude."
Lu Jing's voice was calm, not threatening at all, and the smile on his face remained unabated.
But when he said these words.
For just a moment, the man on the carriage froze, looked back at Lu Jing, and lowered the curtain.
The raging murderous thoughts also subsided in an instant, as if they had never appeared.
The carriage went further and further away.
Lu Jing and Pei Yin returned, and Han Cai entered Kongshan Alley together.
"Mr. Lu Jing, you seem to have offended some important person."
Pei Yingui rarely took the initiative to speak and said: "The technique I practice is somewhat special, and I sensed a surging divine fire burning next to the carriage just now.
You have to be careful, he is not an ordinary divine fire cultivator."
Whether it is martial arts or spirituality, once you enter the sixth realm, each realm becomes quite lengthy.
Both are realms of divine fire, but there is a huge gap between the virtual realm where only one level of divine fire and up to the third level of divine fire are ignited, and the extreme realm where seven, eight or even nine levels of divine fire are ignited.
The old man in black next to Li Yushi had obviously lit more than seven levels of divine fire, and he was a true extreme monk.
Pei Yingui reminded him kindly, and Lu Jing also smiled and nodded, not wanting to say anything more.
On the contrary, the girl Hancai on the side glanced at Lu Jing suspiciously, then remembered the scars on the face of the noble young man in the car, her eyes moved slightly, and she guessed: "Mr. Lu Jing, are the injuries on that man's face...
Did you hit him?"
Pei Yingui, who was on the side, suddenly remembered that day when Lu Jing dragged the corpse to Wulong Street. He also thought that just after Lu Jing said a word, the Shenhuo cultivator restrained his murderous thoughts, and the man who stared at him fiercely also turned his head.
, seemed to be afraid of Lu Jing.
She suddenly felt that what Hancai had guessed was indeed possible.
Then she saw that Lu Jing did not refute or admit it, and she felt more and more that this matter was most likely true.
"Maybe he's from the Li family." Pei Yingui thought as he thought about the conflict between Lu Jing and the Li family in Xuandu.
When they arrived at the small courtyard at the entrance of Lu Jing, Lu Jing invited the two of them to go in and sit for a while. Pei Yingui and Hancai didn't want to disturb them, but said they would come back when they had time. They still had some trivial matters.
Lu Jing naturally wouldn't force it, so he said goodbye to the two of them and entered the courtyard.
It was already past noon. Lu Jing entered the courtyard and found Qing Yue on the futon in the main room, closing her eyes and breathing.
Her breathing became obviously much easier, and her body was healthier than before. It was snowing in winter, and Qingyue didn't feel as cold as before when she walked in the snow.
But her talent does not seem to be suitable for practicing martial arts. Even with the breathing method such as Daxueshan Zhenxuan Gong, her body and bones have not made great progress.
Before Lu Jing
After entering Dali Temple, Qing Yue still suffers from the heart palpitations occasionally, but the frequency is much less.
Lu Jing entered the room and sat at the desk not far from Qing Yue to read.
After a long time, Qingyue woke up from her concentrated respiration and saw her young master back, with a heartfelt joy on her face.
"Master, have you had your lunch?"
"After eating, I told you before that if I don't come back at noon, you don't have to worry about me anymore. Just take care of yourself. If you don't want to cook, go to the street and buy some snacks to eat. The money at home
Anyway, it’s in your hands, so don’t treat yourself badly.”
"I know." Qing Yue blinked, and the two of them sat in the room chatting.
During the chat, today Qing Yue rarely asked about a difficulty in the breathing method. Lu Jing explained it carefully several times, and Qing Yue finally understood it.
"Master, I was out on the street this morning. The wine official from the next street said that he went to deliver wine to the soldiers on Wulong Street last night and saw you."
Qingyue suddenly mentioned this matter, her face looked a little lonely.
Lu Jing was also slightly startled, then realized that he dragged the body to Wulong Street with great fanfare. The incident he caused caused an uproar in the streets.
Qingyue goes out to buy household items every day, but she always comes back after hearing something.
Then the smile on Lu Jing's face became gentler and he was about to talk to Qing Yue.
The lonely look in Qingyue's eyes became more and more serious: "Master, I once heard someone say that the more outstanding people are, the more likely they are to be involved in trouble.
The young master's body shines brightly, even in this huge Taixuan Capital, even the noble children of those big houses cannot overpower the young master's brilliance.
Therefore, even if the young master wants to be content with peace, there are still many waves coming, and these Qingyue are actually aware of them."
Lu Jing, who originally wanted to speak, immediately understood when Qing Yue, who usually watched him go home, said these words...
In the past few days, he has caused many disturbances in Taixuan Capital, but Qing Yue rarely asked him about the reasons for his actions or his whereabouts.
This is not because Qing Yue plants flowers every day, practices calligraphy, cleans the yard every day, cooks every day, and has never heard about Lu Jing.
Perhaps... Qing Yue will always know about everything about Lu Jing as long as it spreads to the streets.
But Qing Yue has always been reluctant to ask Lu Jing too much.
"Does the young master think Qing Yue is too stupid?"
Today's Qing Yue's picturesque eyebrows were filled with melancholy. She looked at the dark courtyard at night: "Qing Yue is too ordinary. She can't practice martial arts or Yuan Shen well, even though I have been struggling every day these past few days.
Practicing this breath-taking method has not made much progress..."
When Lu Jing heard Qing Yue's words, he subconsciously felt that Qing Yue was worried that she would become a burden to him.
Unexpectedly, Qing Yue said: "If my cultivation talent can be better, if I can also practice swords or other weapons, if I encounter some dangerous things in the future, I can stand by the young master.
Beside him, or holding a weapon, standing in front of the young master."
When Qing Yue said this, she probably suddenly remembered something and sighed: "For example, the young lady from Nanguo Duke's Mansion is a natural prodigy in swordsmanship. If I had such talent, the young master would not be alone."
Only then did Lu Jing realize that Qing Yue said a lot today not because she was worried about herself, but because she was worried about his safety.
This is Qing Yue's sincere wish... I hope she can have enough power to protect Lu Jing.
Therefore, Lu Jing's eyes when he looked at Qing Yue became softer. He gently rubbed Qing Yue's hair and said with a smile: "You don't have to belittle yourself, you don't have to shine, and you don't have to be someone else. You just have to be yourself.
Just stand behind me."
Lu Jing looked at Qing Yue, then turned to look at the small courtyard, which was not very luxurious or spacious, and said sincerely: "Just because you are in this small courtyard, just because you are waiting for me, even if I am single,
OK, it seems like he is carrying a hundred thousand soldiers.
The courage in my chest is unmatched by anyone just because I have you behind me."
Lu Jing's straightforward and fiery words fell into Qing Yue's ears.
Qing Yue stared at him blankly, and Lu Jing smiled at her. When he looked into his hands, the wind and thunder moved together, illuminating the small courtyard and forming a flower in the sky.
Lu Jing reached out and took off the hanging
The flowers floating in the air were handed to Qing Yue.
Thunder surged on the flower, and another thunder light emerged.
Qing Yue was not afraid, just because Lu Jing handed it to her, so she stretched out her hand and grabbed the rhizome of the thunder flower.
The light flickered, and many streams of light lingered around Qing Yue's hand. The flowers that were not full at first suddenly spread out, and the petals bloomed.
Qingyue's originally lonely eyes immediately became radiant. She looked at the flowers in her hands in surprise, as if she had forgotten her loneliness just now.
Lu Jing looked at Qing Yue's excitement with a smile in his eyes.
Just as he said, he was in Taixuanjing, which seemed prosperous but was filled with chill, and fell into some turmoil due to many reasons.
But Lu Jing didn't find it difficult. The reason was that there were indeed many interesting people in Taixuanjing, and there were also many people who cared about him.
Perhaps the supporting light sword energy and the spring thunder sword spirit he developed were born from this.
"Qingyue, Shengzi, Mr. Guanqi, Mr. Jiu, Princess, Senior Fengmian, Brother Xuanwu, Thirteenth Prince, cousin, cousin... and Uncle Zhongshan from Jokhang Temple..."
Lu Jing thought of a figure in his mind, and the smile in his eyes became much stronger.
Until he thought of Lu Chongshan, something moved in his heart and he said, "I haven't seen my uncle for a long time. I will go to the Jokhang Temple to see him when I have some free time."
Lu Jing thought like this.
There is a Jokhang Temple on Jokhang Mountain.
This mountain originally looked navy blue, with many trees planted on it, as well as rugged mountain scenery, deep canyons, and the unpredictable mountain atmosphere. It is indeed an excellent place for viewing.
It was winter at this time, and most of the trees on the mountain were bare, with only two types of trees, pine and cypress, showing some greenery.
And because of the heavy snow falling on the Jokhang Mountains, the greenery with these embellishments is like decorating the white porcelain with some green patterns. At this moment, among the mountains, there is a small river.
A young monk, sixteen or seventeen years old, was holding a homemade fishing rod and sitting on the shore with hope in his eyes.
This young monk has beautiful features and clear eyes. His two amber eyes are bright and lively, and his eyes are quite agile when they move.
He was wearing a white monk's robe. The seemingly flawless white monk's robe actually reflected the densely packed scriptures under the sunlight.
This little monk is fishing.
The river had already frozen, but he dug a hole into it.
"Senior Brother Shenxiu, are there really fish in the river in winter?"
Next to Monk Shenxiu who was fishing, a young monk with a thin body, a white face, and a more delicate face licked his lips, holding a bamboo basket in his hand, waiting for Monk Shenxiu to catch a fish.
"There is a fish, I saw it that day."
Monk Shenxiu was full of confidence: "And it's a large yellow croaker that shines with golden light. It must be fat and delicious. Chenghui, just wait. Senior brother will grill the fish for you today."
Cheng Hui blinked and swallowed when he thought of the plump yellow croaker. Although he didn't understand why there were large yellow croakers in the river in winter.
But Senior Brother Shenxiu is a Buddhist disciple of Jokhang Temple, and he is also the senior brother and benefactor who brought him back.
Senior Brother Shenxiu said that if he could catch a large yellow croaker, he could definitely do it. Even if Senior Brother Shenxiu came here to fish every day for more than ten days and caught nothing every day, it would not affect Cheng Hui's belief in him.
About ten breaths later, Cheng Hui suddenly looked sad and secretly glanced at the mountains in the distance: "Brother, I always feel like someone is watching us.
If the host finds out, we will secretly fish and eat here, and we will be punished by him again."
Monk Shenxiu shook his head nonchalantly: "If I can really eat fish, what will happen if I get scolded a few times? Ever since I returned to the Jokhang Temple, a bird has faded out of my mouth. If I don't eat some meat, I will forget that meat is
What does it taste like?"
Cheng Hui nodded at first, and then she probably remembered the teachings of the host, and said with some hesitation: "Brother, you are a disciple of the Jokhang Temple, but if you kill or eat meat, wouldn't you violate the great precepts?"
"It's better to violate the precepts." Monk Shenxiu said calmly: "If you are caught violating the precepts, you will at most be kicked off the mountain gate and travel for a few months. Then I will take you to visit the Northwest Road. It is said that the mutton there..."
When Monk Shenxiu said this, he suddenly stopped
He stopped and shook his head again.
Cheng Hui thought it was Monk Shenxiu who was afraid of being heard, but she heard Monk Shenxiu say: "There has been trouble on the Northwest Road recently, so it is not appropriate to go there. Then go to Nanhai Road and eat fish, shrimps and crabs from the South China Sea. It must be delicious."
Cheng Hui turned her head and thought about it carefully. There was more expectation in her beautiful eyes. She stopped trying to persuade Monk Shenxiu to observe the precepts and nodded lightly.
"Come on, rub your senior brother's shoulders."
Monk Shenxiu was probably tired of fishing, so he greeted him casually. Chenghui did not hesitate, walked up behind Shenxiu, and rubbed his shoulders.
And on the peak in the distance.
Host Shi Nu was watching the two men fishing with Nanlao Guogong, who was wearing gold and silver.
Nanlao Guogong didn't say much.
Host Shi Nu was still wearing the golden nine-striped sangha, with a gentle face full of sorrow: "What should I do if I raise such a traitor?
When I go west, how can he inherit the mantle of Jokhang Temple and promote the Tripitaka for me?"
Duke Nan was quite helpless when he heard the tone of the host Shi Nu. He didn't say much, he just said: "People who are smart and talented have some unique temperaments.
Not to mention, for example, the Buddhist disciple of Landa Temple who is about to return to Beijing has always advocated killing to stop evil, and he practices the way of the Angry Eye Buddha.
For example, my weird sixth son doesn't like wealth or power. He just wants to go south with his sword and see the mountains and rivers every day.
Another example is... Lu Jing, who behaves without any rules and always does many things according to his own temperament, but he has developed a noble aura because of this...
Shenxiu is still young, if you provide more guidance, he will always be able to return home in a different way."
When Nanlao Guogong talked about Lu Jing, his expression was quite unnatural.
Master Shi Nu naturally knew the reason and did not want to poke the pain of Duke Nan Lao. He just put his hands together and said the Buddha's name.
"Hundreds and thousands of Dharma doors all return to the same place. The wonderful Dharma of river sand always comes from the source of the heart. There are many practitioners in the world, but whether they are cultivating the soul or martial arts, in addition to cultivating the vitality and seeking the truth of the world, they also cultivate a Qi nature.
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Shenxiu's temperament is naturally very good. He has a heart to seek Buddha and can understand the Buddha's Dharma. However, sometimes, his character is still too out of touch. Among the eight precepts, he cannot escape the precept of gluttony and worship of Dharma.
"
But Duke Nanlao didn't care: "If you can keep all eight precepts, wouldn't it mean that you will become a Buddha immediately?
The Buddhist disciples of Landa Temple have never upheld the precept of "no intention to kill", and thousands of Buddhas and monks in the world cannot hold back even one of the precepts of "no intention of greed". Compared with this, what does the greedy mouth of the young monk Shenxiu mean?
"
At this moment, Duke Nan Laoguo was quite sober and spoke clearly.
Host Shi Nu thought carefully and saluted Duke Nan Lao: "My expectations are too high, which can be regarded as a kind of greed."
Duke Nan Lao Guo also sighed: "The so-called authorities are obsessed with it. Just like in my Duke Nan's mansion, there have been many trivial things recently.
I also have many descendants, but the outstanding ones among them are unwilling to take over my huge national property. Feng Mian came to me yesterday to ask for resignation, saying that he wanted to experience the world again.
He Yu has been absent-minded recently and has been very awkward when practicing swordsmanship. The feathered sword heart makes her extremely talented, but it also seems to be constraining her.
Although Nan Xuehu is a concubine, he has the talent to lead an army. Unfortunately, he only wants to give the family business to He Yu and has no interest in running a business. In addition, there is not much time left to return... All these things have failed.
It makes me feel tired all of a sudden.”
In front of his friends for decades, Mr. Nan finally stopped hiding, his face was full of fatigue.
After hearing these many words, Master Shi Nu said without thinking too much: "The old Duke is also greedy and always wants to make the Duke's Mansion prosper like this forever."
"Isn't this human nature?" The gold and silver worn by Duke Nan Lao Guo shined brightly under the sunlight: "It was only through the shadow of my ancestors and the fact that I carried the giant mountain on my shoulders that I built such a foundation. If I hadn't expected
If we hope that Nanfu will prosper, should we still hope that Nanfu will decline?"
Host Shi Nu shook his head: "No matter how prosperous the mansion is, it will never be prosperous for a hundred generations.
Nowadays, Nanfengmian and Nanheyu are present in the Duke's Mansion of Nanguo. Even Nanyuexiang, a concubine who stopped returning to Shizhuism, and Nanxuehu, a concubine, are already considered extraordinary.
It's just like what the Duke said, people have their own unique temperament, and each has his or her own unique temperament.
What you want.
Because of this, the old prince is not actually worried that with them in Nanfu, they will not die out, but at most they will lose some business all over the world, so why be so upset?"
When Duke Nan heard what Shi Nu said, he frowned and thought carefully for a long time. He didn't know if he had figured it out.
The two old men walked in the snow like this, then reached a peak and looked down.
But across from the peak, I saw a huge Buddha statue built against the mountain, perhaps twenty or thirty feet high.
This Buddha statue is the Tibetan Buddha statue for which the Jokhang Temple is famous all over the world.
The Tibetan Buddha sculptures are magnificent, with the Buddha as a vase seal, and vast Buddha energy spurting out from his body, which is very mysterious.
Nanlao Guogong stood on the peak and looked at the Buddhist statue opposite. His eyes gradually fell, but he saw a middle-aged Confucian scholar in a blue shirt at the foot of the Buddha statue, who seemed to have just finished reading Buddhist classics and looked towards the Buddhist statue.
The sculpture slowly bowed down.
"Is it Lu Chongshan from the Lu Mansion?"
Duke Nan Lao put his hands behind his back and looked down at Lu Zhongshan.
For some reason, this old prince, who was once the most majestic in the world, felt that Lu Chongshan, who had no blood in his body and whose vitality was fluctuating, was a little strange.
Host Shi Nu also looked at Lu Chongshan and said with a smile: "It is Lu Chongshan who has a heart full of dust. He has been in my Jokhang Temple for ten years.
Practice Buddhism diligently and pay homage to the Buddha every day.”
Duke Nan frowned and said in an old voice: "The Jiuhu Lu family has been silent for a long time, but these two generations are surprising.
In the past, there was the young and energetic Lu Shenyuan, and now there is Lu Chongshan, who is proficient in Buddhism in an ordinary person.
There is also a secretive Crown Princess in the East Palace, and together with Lu Jing, each of them is worth mentioning."
"It's just a pity that the Lu family is not on good terms, otherwise it would have been prosperous."
"There are still doubts about the bloodline of the Crown Princess." Host Shi Nu smiled casually and said: "Lu Mansion and Lu Shenyuan are obsessed with the longevity method, and this Chongshan almsgiver..." Host Shi Nu stared at Lu Chongshan who was worshiping Buddha and said no more.
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Duke Nan Lao Guo Gong glanced at Lu Chongshan, but he felt that Lu Chongshan had been practicing Buddhism diligently for ten years, but he did not have the slightest trace of a Buddha.
So he looked at Fanlu Chongshan carefully, and his eyes suddenly showed some surprise.
He turned around and asked the host Shi Nu: "Is this Lu Zhongshan worshiping Buddha, or is he worshiping his own murderous desire?" This chapter has been completed!