In the silent night of Jiucang Mountain, in addition to the louder and louder fist strokes of He Qi and Zhang Tianzheng in the monk's room of Guangming Temple, some are just Zhu Jiujiu's lament, she frowned and glanced at the door plaque of Guangming Temple under the lights in the distance, and when she turned around, she saw Xu Li hidden in the shadows.

"Wine, is it so delicious?" asked Zhu Jiujiu distractedly.

"With so many secrets on my back, there must always be a way to vent, and recently, I've been drinking a lot. Xu Li smiled slightly, and said softly: "Sure enough, my heart is much lighter, and when I wake up, the world is smiling." ”

"What the hell is this?" Zhu Jiujiu frowned, pointed in the direction of Longtai Temple questioningly, and said angrily: "Why, why would he ignore this close answer, why, would he let Bai Mu go, and even, even walked into the bureau with such cooperation, he, is he crazy?"

"Because, there are a lot of secrets. Xu Li smiled faintly and said slowly: "Even, sometimes I can't help but think like this, he originally wanted you, and slowly understood some things, for example, in this Jiucang Temple back then, he also left his name." ”

"What do you mean? He, he has been a monk here?" Zhu Jiujiu was stunned for a moment, looked at Xu Li's smiling face in disbelief, and shook his head like a rattle for a while, and said with great certainty: " Impossible, as early as when I was in Sushan, I inquired about his details, for so many years, he has been living there, pretending to be a Taoist priest to do some fortune-telling business, from his sudden disappearance to the time I saw him, he almost never left, this, many locals know, his kind of person, too good-looking, will not be forgotten!"

"Yes, a brilliant character like Pan An and Song Yu naturally has unforgettable pride, and this is the same for the believers near Jiucang Mountain. Xu Li chuckled and said, "Do you know that in order to see this monk in the wind of the jade tree, the threshold of Jiucang Mountain was almost broken?"

"How, how is it possible?" Zhu Jiujiu shook his head and said, "He is obvious, he is obviously a Taoist priest in Sushan." ”

"It's only three hundred kilometers away from Sushan here, and it only takes half a day to go back and forth, so it's boring, what's so difficult to come and chant the scriptures?" Xu Li sneered and continued: "When Zhang Tianzheng was still playing his little tricks in Longhu Mountain, He Qi was already a monk in this Jiucang Temple, at that time, there were hundreds of monks in this Jiucang Temple, and when Zhang Tianzheng came, there were only a few old guys left, do you know why?"

"I, I don't know..."Zhu Jiujiu's mind was blank, he shook his head indifferently, and just muttered: "Why, why didn't he tell me, he, he can obviously be..."

"Tell you, did he also stand with the Emperor of Light?" Xu Li glanced at Zhu Jiujiu mockingly, and then said: "If you knew those hidden secrets, would you really want to cut off his head without hesitation as you said?

"Why, how can this be..."Zhu Jiujiu's eyes were red, silent tears flowed quietly under his cheeks, and even his breathing stopped.

"Four years ago, there was a major event in this Jiucang Temple. Xu Li sighed pitifully and continued in a low voice: " There are a few pilgrims who stayed in Jiucang Temple overnight in the middle of the night, saw the main hall brightly lit and the outside door was locked, curious, climbed to the wall, wanted to see what was going on, but found that the hundred and ten monks quarreled together, the two people who took the lead, one was kind and kind-eyed, it was the appearance of the Fudo Ming King who was enshrined in the Jiucang Temple later, and the other one was your always smiling He Qi, although those pilgrims were curious, but even if they straightened their ears, they didn't hear what was going on, just when they watched it for a while, who expected that when they woke up the next day, the Jiucang Temple actually went to the temple empty, and the remaining few old monks were stupid and stupid, and they just smirked when they asked anything, Some people felt that it was inappropriate, so they called the police, who knows, when waiting for the police to come, they were stunned that they did not find the trace of the hundred and ten monks, and even the monk's room was dusty and uninhabited, they checked for a long time, and had to write it down as a strange thing, if it wasn't for the fact that I had traveled many places in the past few days, I was afraid that I would have deceived him, he originally knew the so-called Emperor of Light!"

"So, what he said was all a lie to me..."Zhu Jiujiu smiled miserably, turned his head to look at the flickering lights in the Guangming Temple, and felt that his heart was about to break.

"I should have come to my senses a long time ago. Xu Li sighed and said softly in a self-deprecating voice: "If you choose this path, you must understand that sometimes, even you can't believe yourself!"

"It's okay, anyway, I'm lying to him, everyone, everyone doesn't owe each other. Zhu Jiujiu took a breath gently, and his smile brightened again, but the broken look in his eyes made Xu Xuan soften and sigh.

"I'm fine, tell me what you know. Zhu Jiujiu blinked his red eyes, pushed Xu Li, and said with a smile: "What are you looking at, I haven't seen a beautiful girl, I'm fine, really!"

"Jiucang Temple after the empty building overnight, the incense of Longtai Temple is vigorous, in fact, this matter, there is no calculation and conspiracy, there is no monk in Jiucang Temple, the mountain gate is closed, there is a ruin in the Guangming Temple, the pilgrims who came to the small Guangming do not want to return empty-handed, they are all crowded into the Longtai Temple, the Cangmu Buddhism is exquisite, and the person is kind-hearted, slowly everyone forgets the Jiucang Temple, as for, the things you said, are basically some unknown insiders. Xu Li shrugged, shook his head and said: "Those ordinary people under the mountain will not understand the grievances between Zhang Tianzheng and Cangmu, but if the Emperor of Bright really stayed in Jiucang Temple for a period of time, perhaps, he can explain some problems." ”

"Is it a benefit?" Zhu Jiujiu pondered for a moment, then raised his head and said: "Today's Guangming Temple, the incense is extremely prosperous, although Zhang Tianzheng has been complaining bitterly all day long and saying that he is a poor ghost, but according to what I see, he is afraid that the money he gets every month is not less than five or six hundred thousand, a small temple with more than a dozen people can do this, and what is the scale of the Jiucang Temple with 100 people back then?

"If these 100 people were all characters like Shiraki, I don't think they would have taken the money into their eyes at all. Xu Li shook his head and continued: "You should understand that for people like us, wealth is just a matter of stretching out your hand and saying a few words, and I think the answer to this matter should be in the scriptures that those monks recited back then." ”

"How do you say this? Aren't all Buddhist scriptures recited by monks?" asked Zhu Jiujiu puzzled.

"Jiucang Temple was very prosperous incense, but the most famous is the half-monthly puja, when the puja was preached, it is now enshrined in the Jiucang Temple known as the old monk of the King of Fudong, he said, it is the murderous Buddhist scriptures, when I first heard it, I only felt deviant, people were stunned, but after listening for a long time, many people realized some truth from it, at that time the lay disciples who were named in the Jiucang Temple, there were as many as 10,000 people, every half month, they gathered in white clothes on the top of this small light, for a time, the white clothes were better than the snow, almost covered by the light of the sun。 When mentioning this matter, Xu Li couldn't help but have a trace of fascination, and said leisurely: "When that beggar talked about this matter, it was like a different person, even I wanted to come and listen to the teachings of the Buddha of the Fudo Ming King!"

"Longtai Temple is not talking about this murderous Buddhist scripture, right?" Zhu Jiujiu suddenly realized: "That Cangmu is proficient in Buddhism, and naturally knows that the so-called murderous Buddhist scriptures are just some falsified fallacies, and they can't see it, so they have to talk about the real Buddhism, which angers those who have gathered under the banner of the Fudo Ming King, right?"

"Exactly. Xu Li nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Actually, Zhang Tianzheng, who was able to squeeze in Jiucang Temple after Bai Mu arrived, couldn't eat, relying on the magic of ghosts and gods, but those believers who used to wear white clothes, that beggar, I met at the bottom of the mountain, although the white clothes were rotten, but I have never seen a person who can hold his chest so proudly like him." ”

"The Sutra of Murder, the Sutra of Murder, really, I want to hear it. Zhu Jiujiu's eyes couldn't help narrowing, and he was stunned by the old monk who had turned over the clouds and rain and stood proudly in the white clothes of ten thousand people, and after a while, he laughed at himself and laughed at himself: "I really didn't expect that one day, I would suddenly feel that the Emperor of Light standing opposite me would be so tall." ”

"He's a desirable man. Xu Xingxing nodded with affection, smiled, and continued: "Therefore, Zhang Tianzheng's appearance is not because he fell in love with the large incense income of Longtai Temple, nor because Cangmu once swallowed a few donations to children, these things, in the context of Jiucang Temple, can be completely ignored, the real reason is that they can't bear it, Cangmu's slander of that faith, and Zhang Tianzheng was entrusted by He Qi to appear in Jiucang Mountain!"

"Sure enough, it's his game. Zhu Jiujiu sighed, lowered his head, smiled, and became more and more bitter.