Chapter 57 Killing to protect life, killing business is not killing people
"You kill living corpses?"
Not only Wu Hui, but also Wu Xian, who was turning the beads silently, was also stunned.
"Why is this?"
For the attribute value...
Of course, he couldn't say this clearly. Bai Shu had a dull face and bowed solemnly to the three of them.
"The living corpses have been scattered for days, and my family, relatives and friends have also suffered greatly from them. All life in Fenyin City is in ruins. If I don't kill this person myself, it will be really hard to feel at ease."
Bai Shu calmed his face and gave another salute:
"I also ask the general and my two uncles to allow me to accompany them."
Wu Hui frowned secretly, and he remembered the scene where he had just met Bai Shu.
The young man in front of him was exhausted of his true energy, and his body was also stained with a few hints of corpse odor. Although it was weak, it could not be hidden from his nose.
Thinking back to the illusion skills of the Xie family girl and the actions of the two walking in the alley, Wuhui couldn't help but sigh in his heart at Bai Shu's request.
A person with desires is like holding a torch. If he walks against the wind, his hands will be burned.
Since ancient times, spiritual practice has attached great importance to the word "empty".
Closed mouth Zen, bitter Zen, dry Zen, White Bone Viewing...
The four elements are all empty, and the five aggregates are all empty.
In Wuhui's eyes, Baizhu's actions were a little strange.
Cut off the love of the sensual realm, the love of form, the love of formlessness. Cut off ignorance. Cut off conceit. Just like burning grass and trees. They are all eliminated. This is also the case.
If you cultivate the thought of impermanence, you will get rid of all the knots.
If you want to cultivate true freedom and transcendence, you will have no Bodhi tree and no clear mirror.
Of course, Wuhui didn’t do it himself.
With the appearance, who in the world does not have the appearance?
Not only Wu Hui, but also Wu Xian and even the abbot, except for the divine foot monk, there are not many people in the entire huge Vajra Temple who can do it.
It is very difficult to overcome external demons with deep-rooted obsessions, although Vajra Temple has enough merits to eliminate them.
But when it comes to spiritual practice, the state of mind is always the most important thing.
When he wanted to give some advice to Baizhu, senior brother Wu Xian suddenly spoke.
"Amitabha." The monk smiled slightly.
"My nephew, for example, there is a villain who lost his father at an early age and became violent. He went to the mountains to become a bandit and repeatedly harassed the people. As for burning, killing and looting, he did everything, but..."
A silent pause:
"The money I got was just to support my widowed mother, and the extra money I got was distributed to the bandits who followed me. I was unbiased, and I was generous and heroic. As long as I was of the same mind, I would not refuse anything I asked for, and I would have a good reputation in the green forest.
Two, he is a hero with a famous name."
"If my nephew meets such a person, should he kill him or not?"
Wu Hui, who was about to speak just now, immediately shut his mouth and stood still.
He had been asked this question, his fellow apprentices had been asked, and even the abbot had been asked this question.
His answer was to knock the evil guest unconscious with a hammer, destroying all his hard work.
In response to Wu Hui's answer, the abbot just shook his head and said nothing.
Use thunderous means to wipe out the green forest bandits, leaving the evil guest alone, but abolishing his martial arts. This not only cuts off his gang members, but also makes him unable to cause trouble anymore.
This answer comes from Brother Wuhuai who is meditating at Fengshan Temple.
Wuhui suddenly became enlightened after hearing this, but the abbot still shook his head.
As for senior brother Wu Xian, thinking about this, Wu Hui felt a little complicated.
As soon as he was born, he was raised in the temple by the abbot himself. Everyone rumored that he was the reincarnation of the Buddha.
When he was a little older, he was sent to the Three Hundred Zen Temple in accordance with the rules of the temple. Before he was twenty, he was still debating scriptures and performing Dharma, and he won the first place, and he actually entered the Vajra Temple.
His body is exquisitely cultivated, and his appearance is even more handsome. After walking down the mountain for many years, he has been known as a divine monk.
Let him be.
This answer came from Wu Xian's mouth.
It was the first time Wuhui heard this answer and he couldn't understand its meaning for a long time.
However, the abbot, who had been shaking his head, nodded calmly after hearing this.
Everyone in the Vajra Temple, young and old, had been questioned before, and this time it was Bai Shu's turn.
For a person who could survive two Little Red Dragons on his own, Wu Hui suddenly looked forward to his answer.
A few steps away, a handsome young man's eyes are focused, his side face is as silent as a jade sculpture, his brows are as delicate as a painting, and his grace is extraordinary.
Xuanxuan is like the morning glow, and the water is like the willows in the spring moon.
If I were to look like this, would I look like this bird?
Wuhui patted his thigh, feeling filled with confusion.
It's free, it's free, I don't know who is who...
When Wu Xian went to Yedu, women and girls blocked his way with their hands, and the official road was crowded with young and beautiful women, vying to be the first to see Wu Xian's grace.
Wu Hui was also there, but no one cared about him. He looked after himself and ate all the fruits he had put on the bullock cart.
"Finally, I have a beauty that can rival my senior brother." Wuhui felt sour in his heart, "Why can't good things happen to me?"
After a moment of silence, Baizhu, who had lowered his head in deep thought, suddenly raised his head.
"kill."
Wuhui frowned deeply, but he had never thought of this answer.
"Why?"
The expression of Wu Xian in the distance does not change.
"Killing is to protect life; killing karma is not killing people."
In Wuhui's shocked and incomprehensible eyes, Baizhu raised his head proudly and looked sincerely: "Why should the living people deserve this?"
The air suddenly froze for a moment, Wu Hui was still shocked and speechless, Zuo Zhao, and Wu Xian could not see clearly the expressions on their faces.
Even though King Kong Temple is a major Buddhist sect, it is inevitable to be a bit dirty when it comes to acting in a holy place.
Wu Hui spent many years wandering around among flowers and wine. Although he was a drunken monk, he knew nothing about the inner things of the Holy Land.
Hearing Bai Shu's words, he looked up in shock, worried that he would offend his senior brother Wu Xian.
No matter how you say it, Vajra Temple is still a holy place of Buddhism after all...
After an unknown amount of time, the corners of the expressionless Wu Xian's mouth slowly rose, and he laughed loudly in the face of Wu Hui's confused gaze.
The laughter was extremely hearty and Wuhui had never seen his senior brother laugh like this.
"A good person kills to protect lives, and kills karma instead of killing people." He admired Bai Shu and said, "My nephew is really a Buddha with a natural heart."
Bai Shu saluted several people again, looking calm.
What kind of trick is this... I'm so panicked...
Thanks to the Buddha's sword theory, thanks to the Pili Puppet Show, thanks to modern society... Seeing that Wu Xian had exposed this problem, Baizhu's tense heart finally let go secretly.
"My little master is indeed very wise."
Zuo Zhao exclaimed in admiration, flicked his fingertips, and a bit of silver light flew out from his fingertips, rising like a stream of fire toward Fenyin's sky.
That bit of silver light changed in the mid-air, intertwining with countless rays of light. For a moment, the sky and the earth were illuminated with silvery white.
When Bai Shu opened his eyes, a beautiful woman wearing light armor, a charming face, and a graceful figure stood beside him.
Seeing Baizhu looking over, she smiled and winked quietly at the young man.
"I...my Buddha is compassionate."
Bai Shu silently recited the names of Hado, Daqiao, and the three superior teachers in his mind, but there was no wave in his face.
"The left and right are just encircling and suppressing the living corpses and rescuing the civilians. If you want to, I'll let you have fun."
Zuo Zhao casually pointed at the woman: "This is Qu Junhou, and he is also a rare Three Realm Yang Talisman. I will ask her people to protect you, so go ahead and kill him."
The stunningly beautiful Qu Junhou happened to turn around and smiled sweetly at Baizhu.
