Chapter 45 The Monk in the Small Temple (Seeking Monthly Pass)
There are many disciples in the Lingjiu Palace in Xixia City. Once they take action and provoke more people, they say they can escape without killing anyone. She doesn't dare to make such a guarantee.
The coordinates given by the pharmaceutical technician were easy for Xiao Shou to find. She was very familiar with Xixia City and the surrounding area. There were few disciples of Lingjiu Palace who were not familiar with it. The longer they stayed in Lingjiu Palace, the more likely they were to find it.
The more familiar I am. Many years ago, Lingjiu Palace was once a public enemy, and the only area where it could move was around Xixia City. At that time, Lingjiu Palace disciples often liked to wander around Xixia City. When they got tired of it, they would wander around Xixia City.
, it’s hard even if you’re not familiar with it.
The small killings caused by ruined temples mentioned by the pharmaceutical technician are impressive, but there are many ruined temples in the mountains around Xixia City. Before the opening of the Three Realms, there was a famous Buddhist master in the mountains of Xixia City.
The NPC calls him Master Shuankou Chan. To this day, NPCs hundreds of miles around Xixia City still have the tradition of going up to the mountains to worship Master Shuankou Chan. In the hearts of NPCs, Master Shuankou Chan is a living Buddha practicing in the human world.
He suddenly came to the mountains and forests outside Xixia City, and when his reputation spread far and wide, he suddenly disappeared again.
The story of Master Shuan Kou Chan was widely spread hundreds of years ago by NPC disciples who experienced great events in Shuan Kou Chan. People who know Master Shuan Kou Chan also know that he had a mortal lover before he became a monk. He was very beautiful, especially his skin.
Her fair complexion and beauty were like those of a fairy. Many of the disciples of the closed-mouth Zen master had seen her at that time, and they all said in private that she had an unparalleled beauty.
Every once in a while, the lover of Master Guan Kou Chan would bring wine and meat to the temple to see Master Guan Kou Chan, to seduce him and long for him to leave Buddhism. But year after year passed, she never succeeded. Instead, she kept silent
The Zen master started as a monk in a small temple and gradually became a master known to everyone in the Buddhist NPC world. The Xixia Palace then funded the construction of a large temple, and the senior disciple of the closed-mouth Zen master recruited many disciples.
Many people believe that the disappearance of Master Guan Kou Chan is related to his lover before he became a monk, but people at the Shuan Kou Chan temple insist that it has nothing to do with it, because they say that the lover of Master Guan Kou Chan before he became a monk had no idea when Master Guan Kou Chan disappeared.
, but some people still insist that it was a cover-up trick by Master Shuan Kou Zen to gain fame; but the most widely believed theory is that Master Shuan Kou Zen became a Buddha and ascended to the bliss of the West.
With the passage of time, the untenable doubts and speculations were finally submerged in the torrent of time. There is only one theory that has been handed down, that is, the master of the closed mouth Zen is actually the living Buddha of the Western Paradise.
, after sowing the seeds of Buddhism in the mortal world, he ascended back to the bliss of the Western Heaven. As a result, the body shaping of Master Shuankou Zen became the most believed in Buddha for NPCs hundreds of miles around Xixia City. They burned incense and worshiped, and they became accustomed to it.
Xiao Shasha found the small temple. The temple was really small and dilapidated.
Many years ago, because of the master of closed-mouth Zen, there were many such small temples in the mountains and forests around Xixia City. Some of them were people who sincerely pursued Buddhism, and some were scammers with ulterior motives who fished in troubled waters to make money. Over time, most of these small temples
The temples were all abandoned, and only the Guankou Chan Temple, funded by the Xixia Palace, still stood. It became the number one Buddhist temple respected by the Xixia Palace.
There was only one person in the small temple, with a bald head and coarse monk robes, knocking on wooden fish and chanting sutras.
The Buddha statue is very old, made of clay, but very clean.
"Why are NPCs staying alone in a place like this, practicing silent chanting?" Xiao Shasha looked at the group curiously. She had no respect for Buddhism, and even disliked it.
"Amitabha, the closed-mouthed meditation is so profound that the young monk has no chance to practice it. The donor looked worried and was absent-minded while visiting the temple. He thought he was in trouble." The monk stood up with a clean face and a pair of clean eyes as bright as stars.
He exuded a sense of peace. Xiao Shasha looked at it with some surprise for a moment, and said in a neutral tone, "Master... His cultivation of Buddhism is astonishing."
"Amitabha, the murderous intention of the donor is also amazing."
Xiao Shaoxing said the name of the pharmaceutical technician and roughly described the situation. The monk listened and was silent for a moment. "Amitabha, it is caused by the conflict between inner demons and artistic conception. I think the artistic conception of this person's cultivation is not consistent with the person, or the artistic conception is
Suppressing his original sensibility, or suppressing his original rationality. This kind of suppression gradually caused his heart to form inner demons, but they were always hidden. When he was suddenly disturbed by certain conditions, the inner demons were released, and the artistic conception changed.
In order to suppress the power of inner demons, power naturally releases more powerful power, and the process of confrontation also creates such pain."
Xiao Shou couldn't help but look at the monk with admiration, and a smile of appreciation appeared on his face. "Is there any way?"
"Amitabha, the Buddhist meditation mantra can relieve pain, and the magic subjugation mantra can relieve the chaos of inner demons."
"Okay! Teach me quickly!" After Xiao Shasha said, he was slightly startled and laughed at himself. It is useless to recite Buddhist mantras no matter how much you know them. It's just that she has been in the world for many years and her defensive instinct does not dare to let others get close to her now.
Yiyun, so the first thought was not to let the monk meet Yiyun. "In this way, the journey is a bit long. I will bring him here in about a month."
"Amitabha, saving people is like putting out fire. The young monk will accompany the donor."
"No need, we'll be there in a month." Xiao Shasha said and turned around. Yiyun's distance from here certainly doesn't take a month. The BMW can travel half a day both ways, so a month is just Xiao Shasha's defensive instinct.
, if this monk had bad intentions, she would have brought Yiyun over before she had time to prepare.
"Amitabha, the young monk is waiting for the donor in the temple tomorrow morning." After the monk said that, he sat down by himself, chanted sutras, and struck wooden fish.
Xiao Shou stopped and looked back. "Tomorrow morning?"
"Amitabha, the donor came in a hurry, but couldn't save people in time, and returned in a hurry. That is to say, the donor with a headache is not too far from here, so the donor does not need the monk to go over, and of course he will be brought to him soon." The monk said.
He spoke calmly, without showing off proudly or ridiculing dissatisfaction.
Xiao Shaoxing didn't say much and went on horseback. Such a smart monk made her feel even more uneasy. So, when Yiyun's headache was not so severe, Xiao Shaoxing told the monk exactly what happened. "You said.
, are you going or not?”
"There's no need to go." Yiyun frowned. After saying this, she sank into the cold lake water again. She didn't surface for a long time. Soaking in the cold water can relieve the pain to a certain extent.
To reduce the pain, Yiyun likes to use this method and uses it the most. He also did the same thing when he had a heart attack.
Xiao Shasha sat quietly by the lake, thinking for a moment, but still worried that Yiyun would continue to be in such pain. Yiyun had a headache, so she didn't say much. Since it was unnecessary to say it, there must be a reason. Xiao Shasha carefully recalled the encounter.
I still think there will be no problem with the situation of the monk and the scene in the temple. The people who know Yiyun in Xixia are only Kuangpai, and the time they met is very short. The pharmaceutical technician is not a person who has deep friendship with people in the world.
, a series of various, are traps, the possibility of conspiracy layout is very slim.
Then, the reason why Yiyun thinks it is unnecessary to go is that the monk has no choice at all...
"What's the point of trying?" Xiao Shasha asked toward the lake. For a long time, there was no sound. Then, a string of bubbles appeared on the water... Xiao Shasha held the dripping Yiyun and walked ashore, feeling good.
Risk. If she comes back later, if she is not here, the unconscious Yiyun will probably drown alive! "It doesn't matter if you try." Xiao Shasha said, but he was talking to himself, and the unconscious Yiyun
Can't hear it at all...
"I want to treat you to a drink." Qi Ren Wu Shu was serious and looked at Long Jian in the door. Long Jian's face was cold and silent. The second day after Qi Ren Wu Shu came to Poxie City, she suddenly came to him.
Long Jian still remembered Qi Ren Wushu's face. He really hated the woman in front of him. She was dirty, shameless and vile! "I'm not interested. If I drink, I will regret it."
Qi Ren Wushu pressed against the door to prevent Long Jian from closing, with tears on her face. "Long Jian, wait! Wait... I, I know I was wrong, really. I was really sorry for what I did back then.
King Kong, I'm sorry for you too... I don't want to ask King Kong to forgive me. I am still worthy of him now... I just experienced so much suffering later and thought about the past, and then I realized how wrong I was.
I just feel that what I said to you and what I did was so shameful and inappropriate. Over the years, I have always wanted to apologize and apologize to you in person. I dare not ask for your forgiveness. I just want to make my conscience feel better, okay?
"
Long Jian sighed and lowered his hand to close the door. "If you really think so, these words are enough. The past has passed, and it is useless to think about it. There is no need to drink wine. If you drink, you will regret it.
, Qiren Wushu, will really regret it..."
"You still don't believe me? So, let's go to Yuelai Inn, drink in the lobby of Yuelai Inn, and I just want to solemnly and sincerely apologize to you. That's it, nothing else, really... just...
Like this..." Qiren Wushu lowered her face with a sad expression, tears sliding down her face, dripping from her chin to the dress on her chest.
Long Jian looked at it expressionlessly...for a long time, and then asked numbly, "Qiren Wushu, do you really insist on inviting me to drink?"
"Yes, I can't feel at ease if I don't apologize to you seriously! Long Jian, just give a sinner like me a chance, please..."
"Okay." Long Jian walked out and closed the door. "If you want to drink, go to the private room of Yuelai Inn to drink. I don't want you to be embarrassed in front of the public."
"Well, I'll do whatever you say!" Qi Ren Wushu smiled happily. "Long Jian, I knew you were always a sharp-tongued person with a soft mouth and a soft heart. At that time, I really shouldn't have relied on you.
You like to say evil things..."
Long Jian said nothing and silently followed Qi Ren Wushu into the Yuelai Inn.
In the quiet private room, the waiter from Yuelai Inn brought a jar of fine wine, which was unopened.
"I won't serve you a drink because I'm afraid you'll be suspicious. I don't blame you. I learned the Demonic Desire Sutra. No one in the world knows the power of the Demonic Desire Sutra combined with the drug." Qi Ren Wushu's tone was clear.
A bit of resentful self-mockery.
In the Yuelai Inn in the City of Evil, usually no one dares to do anything. Therefore, if something goes wrong and someone is held responsible, they have to answer to the Justice League. The price is too high. Therefore, in the Yuelai Inn here, from the shopkeeper to the waiter,
All NPCs used in Feihe Village are NPCs who have families, relatives, and focus on family. Such NPCs are not afraid that they will do things for money that are detrimental to Yuelai Inn, because every NPC knows the seriousness of the consequences.
Long Jian tore open the paper, picked it up, and gestured from a distance. Even if he accepted Qi Ren Wushu's respect and drank the entire jar of wine in one big gulp, Qi Ren Wushu hugged the other jar.
Drink it all.
The wine jar fell to the ground and shattered.
Long Jian wiped the wine from his chin and stood up. "Drink, drink. I hope you can take care of yourself in the future. If Breaking Evil City cannot accommodate you, your end will be miserable. You were also a notorious person in the Demonic Holy Land.
, the woman of the Demon King Overlord, the six sons of the Deputy Holy Master of the Demonic Holy Land, and the sexual partner of the former Buddha’s leader, Tiandao. Breaking Evil City is your last place to settle down, cherish it yourself.”
After Long Jian finished speaking, he was about to walk out through the door.
Seeing this, Qiren Wushu stepped forward eagerly and put a hand on Longjian's shoulder. "Dragonjian, wait..."
Before she finished speaking, she felt a chill in her heart.
Qiren Wushu slowly lowered her head and saw a sword stuck in her heart. The sword of the Dragon Sword, in her left hand, stabbed through her heart without turning around. "You..."
Long Jian slowly turned around and looked at Qi Ren Wushu's angry and unwilling face with pity. "I said that if you drink, you will regret it. It's not me who regrets it, but you. Originally, when you came to see me
When the time comes, I should kill you directly. But I can't bear it, because it's so pitiful to think about your situation where you can't even stay in Poxie City." Qiren Wushu covered the heart where the sword was hit and tried to pull it out.
That sword, but she has no power... She is not willing to accept the result of failure before she can take action... Listening to Long Jian's words, she gradually feels fear... If Poxie City cannot stay,
, then, what will she do? Will she be like Ba Tian and Liu Zi... No!
"I, I didn't want to kill you!" Qiren Wushu was eager to save herself. She could only grasp the last life-saving straw in front of her. She didn't want to kill the dragon sword at first. She just wanted the dragon sword to fall under her skirt.
The slave of the Demonic Kama Sutra has become the backer who guarantees her success in the evil-breaking city. She can also enjoy the pleasure of revenge and trampling on the dignity of the Dragon Sword at will every time she tortures him with the Demonic Kama Sutra.
"Really, I can't bear it. I hope to persuade you to look back again and again... Unfortunately, you still persist. Until just now, I wanted to give you one last chance, but you still didn't cherish it. You can forgive the evil you do by God, but you cannot do it by yourself.
Huo. Qi Ren Wushu, you can't blame others. No matter how much I can't bear it, I can't continue to give you a chance. You are too arrogant. These calculating methods in the world really shouldn't be played in front of us..." Dragon Sword Holder
The sword inserted into Qi Ren Wushu's heart, when he pulled it out, there was blood, flesh...
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