Cui Hao seemed to be a different person. At this moment, he was like a child with a peaceful smile, but his eyes were red and tears were slowly flowing down.
"It's really hopeless." Miss Yan Si whispered.
Cui Hao allowed her to say this, and the smile on his face became deeper.
"Okay, that's good," Mr. Zheng stepped forward. He raised his head and looked at Cui Hao, "You two have suffered."
After Master Zheng finished speaking, he hesitated to speak.
"Sir," Cui Hao said, "please accept me as your adopted son!"
Mr. Zheng's eyes were hot and his voice was choked: "What nonsense are you talking about? Why is your biological son an adopted son? Don't you want to go back to the Zheng family?"
"No," Cui Hao touched his head, "I... just don't have any evidence."
"No evidence is needed," Mr. Zheng said, "You look very similar to your grandfather. When you go back and let your grandmother take a look, everything will be fine. And you... the eldest lady has already told me that the person you found
My son is the person she bought with money back then. This is enough. I have wronged you all these years. It is my father who is sorry for you."
Cui Hao shook his head, bent his legs and knelt in front of Mr. Zheng: "I'm sorry Mr. Zheng, I lied to you. In fact, I am not without resentment. I hated you in my heart. When I left the Zheng family last time, I still felt
What I thought was right, the Zheng family dislikes my past, and even if they knew that I was really a child of the Zheng family, they would not take me home. I have been abandoned by you from the beginning."
"Get up quickly, it's all my fault as a father." Mr. Zheng wanted to help Cui Hao up, but found that despite all his strength, Cui Hao still knelt there motionless.
Cui Hao not only did not get up, but kowtowed to the ground several times, his forehead turning red when it touched the ground.
Mr. Zheng felt a little distressed.
Miss Yan Si said: "Master, please leave him alone and let him go. This man is so stubborn that even ten cows can't pull him back. If it weren't for Miss Xu, he would have become a heinous murderer today."
The old monk holding Xiangcui's arm twisted the beads in his hand and sang a Buddhist saying: "Do you know now that you have believed in the wrong person? If someone harms you, you should harm others. If you call those people evil,
Then are you evil? What do you mean by eliminating evil? You kill people and harm others indiscriminately. You have no good thoughts in your heart, so all you have in your heart is resentment."
Xiangcui shook her head desperately: "You are talking nonsense. You have been telling me Dharma these days. Your Dharma is not what I heard. That is not what the Buddha said. The Buddha said that evil should be punished and good should be promoted. We want to kill them.
Talent..."
The old monk waved his sleeves and pointed to the giant Buddha next to him: "When did the Buddha speak to you? What you hear are just lies told by others because they want to drive you."
Xiangcui's expression became even more flustered when she heard this. She searched among the crowd and finally laid her eyes on Huijing's face: "Master Huijing, tell them that they are wrong and we are right."
"Amitabha," Huijing sang a Buddhist saying, "I don't know what the two donors said."
The old monk said: "Huijing, many years ago when you came to the temple to ask for medicine to save the people, do you still remember what the old monk said to you?
Lao Na said, just plant good karma, but don't ask for retribution. This is the way to bless all sentient beings. It seems that you have not done it."
Master Huijing looked at the old monk calmly: "Where does this master come from? Have we known each other before?"
The old monk couldn't help but shake his head: "You are really too evil."
"Giggle," Xiangcui suddenly laughed, "Old monk, you lied to me. Who said this was not what the Buddha meant? The Buddha also killed people, and the monks in the temple all killed people. I saw with my own eyes that they threw away the bodies of those evil people.
Entered...thrown in..."
Master Huijing glanced at Xiangcui coldly.
Xiangcui suddenly held up her head and shouted: "The Buddha didn't let me say it. If I say this, I will go to Avici Hell and never be able to turn around again."
Huijing stood up and walked down from the high platform with a look of compassion. He approached Xiangcui step by step: "Amitabha, this female donor has gone crazy. She is really pitiful. Don't force her anymore. No matter what you want to do to me,
Please let this poor benefactor go first!"
After speaking, Huijing bowed like a layman and believer: "It seems that today's rituals can only end now, everyone should disperse!"
After Huijing finished speaking, she walked forward.
Cui Hao stepped forward and stopped Huijing: "Master can't leave now."
The old monk said: "Huijing, since you think you have been wronged, why not wait a little longer. The donors here all want to know the truth."
Master Huijing's eyes were still calm, but his face lacked the compassion of the past. He lowered his eyes and began to twist the beads in his hands. After a while, he turned to look at the lay people and believers present: "Since we can't leave now... Which donor has something to say about it?"
If you have any questions about Buddhism, you can come and ask me."
"Still pretending." Miss Yan Si frowned. Fortunately, Miss Xu had already made arrangements and would definitely find evidence.
…
Han Xun looked at the map in his hand and saw that Li Xu had already found out the situation of Anshan Temple.
"Huijing spreads his Buddhism, and all those who are unwilling to associate with him are his enemies. The most proficient monks and laymen in the temple, and even the people he wants to recruit, once they refuse to succumb to him, he will inevitably
If you want to get rid of those people and find their bodies, you will find evidence," Xu Qinghuan said, "Li Xu also thought of this, so he brought people to investigate."
Han Xun said: "It is better to arrest all the monks in the temple first, and then slowly look for clues."
Xu Qinghuan said: "The government arrests people without evidence. This will definitely be used by Huijing. He wears monk's robes and uses Buddhist teachings to confuse the world. People who don't know the truth are easily deceived by him. When the time comes, he will leave the fire to rekindle the ashes of the dead.
I’m afraid it will be more difficult.”
Han Xun nodded: "Miss Xu is still thoughtful."
Xu Qinghuan lowered his head and looked at the map: "Li Xu hasn't sent anyone a message for a long time. It seems that he has discovered a clue."
Han Xun said: "Does that mean we have people look for Mr. Li?"
Xu Qinghuan shook his head: "If my guess is correct, we will meet soon." She has seen the best place to hide corpses in temples. This was how Second Master Tan escaped the Zhang family's search.
"There are many monks in Anshan Temple who sit in vats for their incarnations," Xu Qinghuan said. "The Dharma bodies of these masters will always be properly placed, and naturally no one will open those vats without authorization.
Huijing wears cassocks, chants Buddha's teachings, and makes people evil. In addition to confusing people's hearts, he should hate Buddha's teachings in his heart. For him, this is the best insult to Buddha's teachings. Naturally, he will not let it go.
The eminent monk sitting in the temple.
Killing someone in the vat where the monk's body is kept will make him feel more happy."
Xu Qinghuan and Han Xun walked to the pagoda in the backyard and were about to ask someone to find out the news.
A figure flashed out from behind the tree, it was Li Xu.
Li Xu looked at Xu Qinghuan. Sure enough, she was here, and so quickly. He suddenly felt regretful. He had worried too much about the previous cases and failed to join hands with her to investigate the case. If he had changed his original intention... would it be today?
