Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Sixth Look at Heaven
I don't know if it was because there was neither fire nor lightning, but the atmosphere was peaceful this time.
"Master, you should ask, Li Minglou, are you willing to die?" Li Minglou also smiled, "I know what you mean, our family is destined to die, and you showed me how you harmed my family last time.
Xiang Yun will also die, so evil will be rewarded and grudges will be over."
Monk Mu looked at her without speaking.
"Master, why do you have to end up dead?" Li Minglou asked, "Wouldn't it be better not to die at all?"
Monk Mu pointed to the maple forest in the distance: "When trees grow, their leaves must fall."
Li Minglou asked: "Am I the fallen leaf that will die?"
Monk Mu joined his hands and said: "Li Minglou, let's cultivate the next life."
"So many leaves are about to fall." Li Minglou waved his hand, "It doesn't matter if I am missing one."
"This is not a matter of missing you!" Monk Mu said, "You alone will cause countless leaves to fall and the tree to die!"
"Whatever." Li Minglou said, "I won't die anyway, unless you kill me."
Monk Mu raised his voice: "Since you are so stubborn..."
"Wait a minute, wait a minute."
There was a voice coming from behind the monk. Li Minglou looked for the sound and saw a chubby man running panting along the hillside in his colorful field of vision.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute."
He waved his hands and panted, looking laborious, but he was close in the blink of an eye.
"Li Minglou, listen to me."
Li Minglou looked at this rich man: "Are you a monk too?"
"I am neither a monk nor a Taoist priest." The rich man waved his hands and smiled.
Li Minglou looked at him and then at the monk: "I didn't know there were gods in the world until I died before, but now that I'm alive, the gods have come to kill me."
The rich man smiled and said: "Miss, please don't be sad. In the past, I had no fear. I didn't seek life or death. I didn't need gods or Buddhas. Of course, we are not gods either. We can't save suffering and solve difficulties."
Li Minglu said: "Then why are you still shouting at me to kill me? If you can't solve it, just kill me to save the suffering in the world?"
"The suffering in this world, and the lives and deaths of many people, are related to Miss." The rich man said, "Miss, you also know that there are some people around you who should have died, but are still alive, but they are alive because others died for them.
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For example, Yuanji, Yuanji is alive because she kept him by her side, but Yan Mao died... Another example is the refugees who were rescued, but many of the soldiers they recruited died in the battle. Li Minglou did not say anything, but she worked hard to save people.
, but do not deny avoiding this point.
"Miss Minglou, the monk doesn't mean that you deserve to die, nor does he mean that you will harm many people." The rich man said sincerely, "but because your words and deeds will change more people's words and deeds if you have a glimpse of the secret.
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Li Minglou was silent for a moment: "Then is this change a lot better or a lot worse?"
The rich man looked apologetic: "The four seasons are impermanent, and all things decay, and the time sequence is chaotic, causing disasters in the world."
Therefore, in order to survive, she will let many people die... Li Minglou looked at the maple forest in front of him: "I want to save many people."
"My lady's original intention is to be kind and do good deeds." The rich man said kindly, "But for other people, seeing good does not necessarily mean knowing good..."
Seeing good does not necessarily mean knowing good. Li Minglou raised his head and asked in confusion: "In other words, they saw what I was doing, but they did not necessarily do good, but evil, so the timing was messed up."
The rich man thought: "Yes, so-called..."
"Don't talk about it yet." Li Minglou interrupted him, "They saw me doing good deeds and decided to do evil themselves. How can they blame me?"
The rich man was startled.
"I am not a saint and I have the responsibility to educate all people." Li Minglou said, "I do evil and you keep asking me to die. How can others blame me for doing evil? The speaker has no intention and the listener has intention. Is it the fault of the speaker or the listener?
Who’s fault? Who deserves to die?”
The rich man rubbed his hands and looked at her and said, "You are right..." He turned to look at Monk Mu, "Monk, in this case, it is not her fault."
After the rich man appeared, Monk Mu, who had been silent all the time, looked neither sad nor happy. At this time, he said calmly: "That's wrong, don't listen to her nonsense. The root of everything comes from her knowing the secret of heaven. Without her, there would be no one else!"
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He slapped his stick.
"Li Minglou! I'll ask you again! Are you willing to look back?"
Li Minglou looked at him fearlessly: "I don't want to."
The wooden monk raised his wooden staff and chanted the Buddha's name.
"Hey, that's it...just listen to me again"
The rich man's voice also sounded, but Li Minglou couldn't hear it anymore. She lowered her hands by her side and watched as the wooden staff raised by the monk suddenly burst into golden light, pouring down on her like knives and arrows...
The robe was instantly rolled up and sparks flew up, and the exposed skin was ripped open.
Li Minglou didn't cry or shout, or even kneel down. Burn her, chop her, or kill her. Anyway, she won't ask for death, nor will she forget how she died.
"...The way of heaven is ruthless, has neither relatives nor evil, she has no desire to die, and her form is immortal..."
"...Then destroy its form..."
The pain made Li Minglou's consciousness blurred, and the noise seemed real and illusory. Suddenly, all the golden light disappeared, and the wooden stick stabbed towards her heart like a sharp sword...
There was a loud shout in her ears, and a cold light knocked away the wooden stick in front of her eyes. Someone stood in front of her. He was as tall and strong as a mountain, and the black umbrella in his hand was like a shield.
"Baobao?" Li Minglou said.
"Madam, don't be afraid!" Bao Bao shouted loudly, holding the black umbrella in his hand and protecting Li Minglou behind him.
Li Minglou looked shocked, of course not because of fear. She looked at her hands. There was no golden light and no black umbrella to cover her hands. The afterglow of the setting sun fell on her body, and her skin was still burning and festering...
Is it really an illusion now?
She raised her head and looked at the bag in front of her: "Bag, can you see it?"
"Madam!" Baobao shouted, "There are only two thieves! Don't be afraid!"
Although his heart was broken by shock, why did two thieves suddenly appear out of thin air?!
Gods? Monsters? Ghosts? But no matter what, he is not afraid!
Li Minglou walked up to him and pointed at the monk and wealthy man standing a few steps away.
"Can you see them?" Li Minglou asked again. She raised her hand again, "Can you see the injuries on my body?"
Bao Bao's expression changed drastically: "Madam, are you injured?"
His body tensed and made a creaking sound. Although the wooden stick was knocked away, he did not dare to relax at all. Instead, he was very nervous. These two people had already injured the lady!
Li Minglou looked at the monk. Baobao couldn't see any injuries on his body, but he could see the monk and the rich man. What's going on?
When he looked over, Li Minglou's face became even more surprised. Monk Mu was standing, his robes fluttering and sparkling...
"Ha!" she shouted, and then laughed loudly, "Ha ha ha!"
She pointed at the wooden monk, the two men facing each other with burning fire.
"It turns out you! It turns out you are like this too!"
Monk Mu said: "Obstacle! Die!"
He raised his foot, and Li Minglou stared at the sharp golden sword that suddenly appeared in front of him without moving, and watched as Mu Monk stepped on it...
Li Minglou laughed again.
The rich man supported the swaying wooden monk and let out an ouch.
"Little thief!" Although Bao Bao couldn't see any injuries, he could see the monk moving. He held an umbrella in one hand to protect Li Minglou and drew a knife in the other, "Suffer death!"
He didn't dare to rush over, fearing that there were assassins in the dark, and he couldn't sit still and wait for death...
Li Minglou patted his arm, took the black umbrella from his hand, raised it, and glanced at Monk Mu who was struggling in the sword fire.
"Ignore him," she said, "Let's go."
What? Assassin? Don't care? Bao Bao was confused, but seeing that Li Minglou had already taken steps, he followed closely to prevent other assassins from showing up again...
"Miss!" the rich man's voice came from behind, "If you have to make a life-or-death decision, please pity the suffering of all living beings!"
Li Minglou did not look back or speak.
The surrounding secret guards are gathering around, and there are rapid footsteps on the ground...
Baobao breathed a sigh of relief, but when he turned around he was shocked again. The two assassins were gone!
Appear out of thin air! Disappear out of thin air!
The guards gathered together and spread out like a net to search.
"No need to look for it." Li Minglou said, "Go back."
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Soldiers and horses came galloping from the camp.
"What's going on!"
"Where's the scout!"
Although Li Minglou was walking around casually with only his bag, he had searched dozens of miles around him several times beforehand, and there were many hidden posts and sentries.
How could an assassin appear? And he even arrived in front of Li Minglou! He almost suffered...
Bao Bao said that his wife said she was injured, but Li Minglou was not injured. Instead, he kept smiling, sometimes smiling, sometimes laughing.
"Don't be so nervous!" She waved to the officials and generals who asked for forgiveness, "It has nothing to do with you, and you can't find them, so just leave."
The officers had no choice but to give up, but they still started the investigation. Several more layers of guards were added outside Mrs. Chu's camp. As a witness, Bao Bao was also surrounded and questioned, and Bao Bao did not hide anything.
"It's that monk!"
"The monk who was in Huainan Road was a rebel spy!"
"This is not possible, we must catch him."
Everyone was chattering, and Baobao coughed slightly.
"Don't worry," he said, "these two are not spies, and they will not hurt my wife."
People wonder if looking at the bag is not a spy.
"They are monsters." Bao Bao said in a low voice.
Everyone was stunned, what kind of monster?
Baobao thought about the appearance of those two people...
"One should be a hare demon." He said, one is fat, like a fattening hare, and the monk is tall and thin... "It's a deer demon!"
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No wonder Bao Bao thought this, the appearance and disappearance of the two people was too strange, and Li Minglou's attitude didn't care.
"Madam is a true fairy."
"The lady glanced at the monk, laughed loudly, and the monk fell to the ground and could not move."
"Madam said, don't pay attention to them, turn around and leave."
"No matter how scary monsters are, how can they be in front of real immortals?"
As this statement spread, Yuanji was not in the mood to correct him. He looked at Li Minglou who was wrapping the wound on his arm. He still couldn't see any injuries. He asked nervously: "Miss, is she injured again? How about using force?"
The crow calls."
Li Minglou said: "No need!" She shook her arm towards Yuan Ji and said with joy, "Uncle Yuan Ji, it turns out that monk is just like me, he has not seen the light of day, and he was also attacked by fire, thunder, chopping and knife!"
He laughed again at this point.
Although Yuanji didn't quite understand, he understood a little bit. The monk seemed to be less of a threat to the lady. After all, Bao Bao could see him this time and blocked the monk's blow.