"Have you thought clearly? From my intuitive feeling, it seems that you are no match for him."
Fusheng was very determined: "This person must die!"
Xia Shang frowned, not because he was worried about whether Fu Sheng could kill him, but because he didn't know when Fu Sheng would come back after leaving. After all, Xia Shang would be much more stable with Fu Sheng protecting him. In just over a month, Fu Sheng had saved Xia Shang.
Xia Shang has talked to Shang countless times. From the bottom of his heart, Xia Shang has regarded this young boy as his greatest support.
Xia Shang wanted to stay, but he couldn't. Although Xia Shang was Fusheng's superior in the internal system of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, due to the special nature of the department, members did not have direct jurisdiction over each other. After much thought,
, since he is determined to leave, then let him go.
"Boy, I don't know when I will be able to return you when you are gone. You have protected me for a long time, but I have never given you anything, and you don't need anything. So I will give you a word today, allowing you to leave the world and come back.
Still a teenager."
After saying that, Xia Shang solemnly bowed his hands towards the other party.
Fusheng didn't appreciate it, maybe he didn't know what Xia Shang meant, so he tiptoed and followed the direction where the grass lantern disappeared.
The courtyard soon calmed down. The fight just now left a mess in the courtyard. Lights gradually lit up in the surrounding meditation rooms. Soon, pilgrims came out of the rooms, holding oil lamps to see what was going on outside.
Xia Shang ignored it, put both waist tags into his clothes, walked into the night, and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.
Again, in the Zen room where I was discussing Zen with Cao Deng last night, I saw the magnificent golden Buddha in front of me.
Xia Shang took out the fire stick and lit the candles in the room one by one until the fire was bright in the Zen room. Then he walked to the Buddha, knelt quietly on the futon, put his hands on his knees, lowered his head, and murmured: "I
I don’t believe in Buddhism, but I respect Buddha. Today I brought some secular worldly things to Buddhism and disturbed the purity of Buddhism. It’s somewhat wrong. Today I came to spend the night with Buddha. I should also express my apology to Amitabha..."
Xia Shang clasped his hands together, kowtowed deeply, and inserted a stick of incense into the incense burner. He was about to pick up the wooden fish and meditate when he suddenly found something on the incense table.
The red background and gold rim are exactly the gold thread cassock that the Cao Deng monk wore previously.
For some reason, Xia Shang felt a little strange and ironic when he saw the gold thread cassock.
Cao Deng has been practicing Buddhism for decades and thinks he is transcending the secular world. Unexpectedly, he is burdened by this golden thread cassock all day long. Looking at this golden Buddha and this golden thread cassock, Cao Deng cannot escape from the worldly things after all.
The greed for money is always unavoidable. It is precisely because of this that he can only hide the evil thoughts in his heart instead of truly resolving them. Once his heart to seek Buddha is slightly shaken, the evil thoughts in his heart will appear, which is why he is so angry tonight.
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"Idiots also lead to resentment..." Xia Shang shook his head helplessly. Although Cao Deng almost killed him, he felt a little pitiful thinking about Cao Deng's extremely dual character, so he sighed, "That's all, everything happened because of the cassock."
Get up, and I will help you destroy this source of trouble."
Saying that, Xia Shang picked up Jiang Jia and placed it on the flame of the candlestick.
The flame of the candlestick is very small, so it is difficult to completely burn the cassock.
Xia Shang watched silently, watching the flames on his cassock getting bigger and bigger, with a calm expression.
Not long after, a corner of the cassock was already on fire. Xia Shang threw it on the ground and let it destroy itself.
When he threw it away casually, Xia Shang let out a light sigh, as if he saw something?
He was stunned for a moment, then his expression changed, and he quickly stepped forward and used his hands and feet to extinguish the flames on his cassock.
The fire burned not long ago, and only a small corner of the cassock was burned off, and there were also some small holes in other places.
Xia Shang frowned and had no time to care about this. He put the cassock in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully.
The red silk silk is nothing special, but the gold thread embedded in the cassock is different!
On those half-finger-wide golden lines, you can vaguely see a series of densely packed small characters, which were carved by someone.
"The nine rivers are separated from the center, the Tianchi is the perseverance of the clouds, the moon and the flowing wind; the three yuan is closed, the Yushu unifies the intersection of Tianyuan..."
"In the soul of the spirit, the sea of tranquility, the red water, the dewdrops, the fog, and the thoughts of ghosts, I gathered hundreds of outsiders and prajna to exhaust the Heart Sutra, the ghost way, the human heart, and the eyes of the sky. The three parts are combined and separated. Nine changes and nine combinations can lead to heaven and earth.
The energy of checks and balances..."
Xia Shang frowned and muttered. The words on his cassock were intermittent and hard to understand. He had no idea what they were saying. Moreover, they were burned by flames and were incomplete.
Xia Shang didn't understand what the text was talking about.
But the content of the text must be extraordinary.
This thing belongs to Monk Cao Deng, who was also an elder statesman when the Metropolitan Procuratorate was founded seventy years ago.
Fu Sheng once said that Cao Deng, whose name was Smiling Tiger, was the number one person in Humen No. 2. He disappeared from the world because he stole an important thing from the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
In order to find him, the Metropolitan Procuratorate still kept a file fifty years later, which shows how important the things he stole were!
Needless to say, the important thing must be these words!
Xia Shang's heart sank. Whether it was good luck or bad luck, someone actually placed the treasure that the Metropolitan Procuratorate had been looking for for fifty years in front of him!
There was no one here, so Xia Shang hurriedly put his cassock into his pocket, did not stay in the Zen room, and quietly returned to Qin Huairou's Zen room.
I wanted to stay with my wife in the Zen room for a few more days, but I still felt a little uneasy carrying the treasure.
The next day, Xia Shang said goodbye and went home, and tried to ask Qin Huairou to go back with him, but Qin Huairou still insisted on staying in the temple for a hundred days.
In desperation, only one person from Xia Shang went back.
Back home, everything was as before, except that Yazhi became much colder towards Xia Shang.
Xia Shang kept this in mind, so he locked himself in the room when he returned home, took out a pen and paper and copied down the words on the cassock word for word.
This copy lasted a whole day.
After Xia Shang wrote everything down on paper, he took a look and found that there were more problems than usual.
First, it is awkward and difficult to understand, and second, it is incomplete.
There is also a terrible problem. The content is intermittent and I can’t find where the beginning and the end are.
The gold threads on the cassock were intertwined with each other, and what was copied was one sentence after another, without knowing the order of the sentences.
There are some relatively simple sentences that, even if they are in the wrong order, have completely opposite meanings when put together.
Looking at the whole article, there seems to be no obvious beginning. It seems that the content on this cassock is incomplete to begin with, and I always feel that something is missing.
However, one thing is certain. The content on the cassock records a kind of martial arts routine or internal strength and mental method. It mentions the ideal of alternation between heaven and earth many times. It is not something simple to imagine.
After reading the words on the cassock, Xia Shang was filled with thoughts. Although he was the head of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, he would not foolishly hand over the cassock to the court.
You must first understand the content yourself before deciding how to deal with it.
This thing comes from the Metropolitan Procuratorate. If you want to get some clues, you should read some files of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
There happened to be a branch of the Metropolitan Procuratorate in Yangzhou City, so Xia Shang decided to go and have a look. (To be continued)