Yun Zheng is not a person who likes killing, or in other words, he has never killed anyone. Whether before or now, he still believes that killing is a sin.
The common man was so angry that he laid down two corpses and bleeded for five steps. Yun Zheng believed that he was not a common man, but the casualness of the monk Wugou really aroused the murderous intention in his chest. He came to this ghost place in ignorance and was the closest to him.
The only person he knew was Yun Er. He was simply his lifeline to him. How could he be fooled away by a wise bullshit? This was not only an insult to Yun Er, but also an insult to himself.
Buddhist theory deviates from traditional Chinese ethical concepts. For example, Buddhism believes that the reason why a person is the son of his parents is not because he was born to his parents, but because he has done good deeds in his previous life and has not received retribution for evil deeds. However, in China
The traditional ethical concepts focus on filial piety. This conflict of ideas naturally hindered the spread of Buddhism. The monks then had to find ways to adapt, and they looked for ideas and basis for adaptation from Buddhist scriptures. For example, "Buddha Speaks of Yu Lan" translated by Dharma Protector of the Western Jin Dynasty
The Pen Sutra is regarded as the Buddhist Sutra of Filial Piety.
Due to his life experience, Yun Er has a cold nature. After his efforts during this period, he finally returned to his childish nature. Yun Zheng believes that as long as Yun Er can live to adulthood without any disease or disaster this time, he will definitely become a very good person.
Outstanding people.
Now that the monk has given me an indistinguishable word, I want to take him back to his original world. How can Yun Zheng agree?
"You don't have a good impression of Buddhism?" Wugou took the wreath and put it on his neck, thinking that it was Yunzheng's heart fragrance.
"Actually, I don't have a bad feeling towards Buddhism, I just have a bad feeling towards you." Yun Zheng replied calmly.
"Because I asked your brother to become a novice monk? You must know that this poor monk has no ill intentions. Your brother is innocent and wise. Once he practices Buddhism, it will not be difficult for him to become a great monk. According to your layman's saying, it is also
It’s a good way to survive, so why are you unwilling and murderous?”
Yun Zheng couldn't answer, and he didn't dare to answer. He couldn't tell Monk Wugou that he was hysterical at that moment, as angry and desperate as an old widow watching someone else take away her child. Thinking about it now, he still feels sad
Wugou was full of hatred.
After all, he still couldn't be cruel. Seeing that the white oleander liquid was about to fall into his wine bowl, he sighed, stepped forward and threw the garland around Monk Wugou's neck far away to the bottom of the cliff, picked up the bowl of wine and drank it.
After finishing the drink, I cupped my hands towards Wugou Gong and planned to go down the mountain.
"You still haven't succeeded. You have the kindness of a woman. Although you are closest to success today, I still won't give you the Cambodian book. I will wait until this time next year to see if you have made any progress." Monk Wugou sat there with a smile.
Like a Buddha, he laughed and seemed not to care at all about what just happened.
Xiao Wugen politely bowed his hands and led those people away. Yun Zheng deliberately fell behind and said to Wugou: "If you don't have any ideas about my brother, I can come and see you for a while when I have nothing to do."
Now, let me tell you something new and novel that you have never heard of before."
"If it were a story like the white bat, the poor monk would be extremely happy."
"That's nothing. It's just nonsense. I'll tell you something more exciting next time." After saying that, he bowed his hands again and left Baiyun Temple.
After leaving the temple, those people did not wait for him. Seeing that Xiao Wugen's mules and horses were almost galloping to the mountain pass, Yun Zheng did not chase them, but drove the ox cart to a fork in the road. The stone carvings here are very interesting.
If there are many, the scenery should be good.
Yun Er fell into a deep sleep in the bamboo basket. This child had just drunk too much wine. It was only when he got here that Yun Zheng felt a sense of security. Killing the monk was just a test for himself, and the whole purpose was nothing more.
It was to test the bottom line of the monk and the Taoist priest. As a sensitive person, after I put the garland on the monk, my whole body never felt comfortable, just like the last time I was stared at by a leopard.
Fortunately, the monk is considered a good person. Although he sells his Cambodian books as commodities and sells them for several years, considering the principle that one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, it doesn't feel so disgusting.
The person staring at him is definitely Taoist Xiaolin. He can drink a jar of rice wine without any problem. Will someone like him get drunk if he soaks in wine? It’s not professional at all to snore. Let Wugou remove it yourself.
How can I stop snoring while garlanding?
After walking for a while, Yun Zheng realized that he was actually walking on the five-foot road. The hooves of the old cow happened to step on the shallow hoof prints, and the wheels happened to go in the grooves. Not only was it very comfortable, but even the old cow was walking on it.
The cow mooed happily twice, startling countless flying birds.
It is said that Birdsong Mountain is more secluded, and this statement is absolutely true. We have experienced a lot of twists and turns just now, and now it is time to enjoy the feeling of an empty mountain after a new rain.
However, things in this world are always unsatisfactory. A slovenly Taoist priest sat in the middle of the road and asked Yunzheng: "If the poor Taoist hadn't discovered your sinister intentions, would you really have killed Wugou?"
"No. I just want to get Master Wugou's Cambodian book, and I don't mean to kill anyone."
"That means you are ready to kill Wugou. Boy, this is the first time I have seen someone like you. Don't make any mistakes, otherwise I will kill you."
"Is the Taoist Master the Sword Immortal in Shu Mountain?" Yun Zheng deliberately opened his eyes wide and asked Taoist Lin with curiosity.
"No! By the way, you also think there are sword immortals in Shu Mountain?"
"That's natural. I also heard that there was a swordsman named Zui Taoist who was very powerful. He once drank up eighteen jars of wine in one breath, but his stomach was not bloated. When the enemy came, he could still spray out wine to defend him.
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"Nonsense! How can a person's stomach hold eighteen bottles of fine wine?"
"So I am a swordsman, but you are not." Yun Zheng glanced at Taoist Xiaolin with disdain. This guy has a pair of ear-catching ears and likes to listen to gossip. He is probably the type of person with quirks.
Seeing that the old Taoist had given way to the main road, Yun Zheng drove the ox cart and continued on the road. Along this stone road, he could return to Doushaguan. The article on **Mountain needs to be read twice more. Fei Bai of the Tang Dynasty
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The bullock cart sank, and Xiaolin Laodao sat down on the shaft of the cart and turned around to ask Yun Zheng: "What else have you heard about the Sword Immortal?"
"There seems to be no news recently. It is said that something called the Five Ghost White Bone Hammer has been born. Everyone is trying to grab it. Go quickly before it's too late." Yun Zheng kept urging Taoist Xiaolin to leave.