The place where the abbot of Qixia Temple lived was simple and almost dilapidated, in the most remote corner of the temple.

Unlike the tall and solemn hall, it is hard to imagine that this famous three-wheel sect in Buddhism in China can be called the first person in contemporary times to live in such a place: a real thatched hut!

There is a vegetable garden about 15 meters long in front of the house, and all the vegetables are planted.

Corresponding to the current season, there are no objects around the thatched hut that can show the identity of the abbot, it is simple and large, and there was even a lot of fun that was thought to be a thatched hut.

The empty abbot led the way in front, and the wide robe, which was no longer new but clean, swayed, seemed to have been worn for some years, and it looked a little wide on him.

Xing Feng, whose expressions kept changing, and Lin Nianzhen, who was silent, followed behind.

Demon Son Crazy Lan once said that Xing Feng's biggest weakness is his woman, which is true, he dares to kill all the demons and evil people in the world, but he is only very concerned about the people he cares about.

I can't wait to feed them the elixir when I have a headache and brain fever, and the old Taoist priest said that Lin Nianzhen will die this year, and he seems to disdain, but he cares about it.

He had already made up his mind to take good precautions, and now the empty monk he had never met confirmed this statement, which made Xing Feng's heart immediately surge with monstrous waves, he didn't know if the fate of the catastrophe was already doomed.

"The poor monk likes to be quiet, so he deliberately chose a secluded place, and every time he lives alone, the Buddha rolls the green lantern, but he is not lonely."

Kongkong laughed softly, pushed open the thatched hut, and entered it, at nearly six o'clock, the sky in Tianhai had darkened, and the little monk had already sent a meal in advance, lit candles, and reflected everything in the thatched hut vaguely.

Just like the impression given by the empty abbot, not flashy, but clean.

Xing Feng stood in front of the door very vigilantly, glanced at the inside of the hut, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief after not finding danger.

Xing Feng squinted his eyes, living in this environment for so long, even if it was a play, it was admirable enough, he looked at the emptiness in front of the small dining table, and a thought suddenly popped up in his heart: "This person is either a great good or a great evil!" ”

"The master is a monk, although he does not have to deliberately pursue the Tao and the Dharma, but the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism always have something to figure out, ask for a quiet heart, if you are easily and deliberately affected by external objects, how can you become a Buddha?"

Xing Feng couldn't help but sarcastically, although he knew that he had lost his eyes to this temple, especially this abbot, this time, he still couldn't help but stab him.

Only when facing the grand proposition of fate will he show a trace of domineering and determination that belongs to the unique Taoists.

"The Buddha is affectionate and compassionate, but there is also the saying that King Kong is angry, and this is the emotion. People live for a lifetime, go through a lifetime, whether they are born or enter the world, many times they will be controlled by emotions, do what they like, do what they are worthy of, this is the Buddha. ”

The empty monk chuckled softly, looking at the pair of young men and women sitting in front of him, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and his eyes were kind and serene.

"The Buddha loves what the world loves, and hates what the world hates, is this also an emotion?"

Lin Nianzhen said softly, took the initiative to sit next to Xing Feng, hesitated, put the long sword in his hand on the table, and his tone was a little puzzled.

"The Buddha is a human being. Anyone who is destined can become a Buddha. ”

Sora didn't answer this question clearly, and said it very vaguely.

Lin Nianzhen didn't know if he understood, so he let out a faint sigh, and then stopped talking, and didn't care whether his death could be resolved.

It's just that she doesn't care, but Xing Feng cares, he really doesn't have the kung fu and thoughts to talk to the monk here about Zen and Taoism, talking from the heart, it's boring.

Therefore, in the face of this highly respected monk, he did not take the slightest detour, went straight to the point, and said softly: "Master, can the death tribulation be solved?" ”

"The catastrophe needs to be crossed by the world, and there is no solution."

The empty monk smiled, looked at Lin Nianzhen, and said softly: "Nianzhen? Good name, the female benefactor is indeed the most aura woman in the life of the poor monk, the wisdom is pure, not disturbed by the red dust, I don't know if the poor monk can make a request? ”

Lin Nianzhen was slightly stunned, and subconsciously looked at Xing Feng.

Xing Feng lowered his head and put a mouthful of food into his mouth, the taste was light, and it was naturally incomparable with the delicacies of the mountains and seas, but it was delicious.

He glanced at the old monk opposite, frowned slightly, what he couldn't stand the most in his life was this kind of literary tone, but the other party was indeed respected to a certain level, and he didn't say anything, nodded and said indifferently: "Tell me about it." ”

"I wonder if this female benefactor can enter the Buddha Gate? To be a poor monk and a laywoman disciple? This may not be in accordance with the rules, but the poor monk has a mantle all his life, and the female benefactor is the most suitable heir. ”

The old monk laughed softly, but the words he said were enough to make those who knew the inside story dumbfounded!

The empty abbot, a master with many prominent titles, has not accepted any disciples throughout his life!

Not a single one!

The old man has only a few anonymous apprentices in his life, and he has the name of master and apprentice but not the name of master and apprentice.

Nowadays, most of the people have taken control of the overall situation in the Buddhist monasteries in various places and have become the backbone of the Three Treatises sect, and those who come to visit him in the temple every year can go from inside the temple to outside the temple!

Such an old man, if he really accepted Lin Nianzhen as a closed disciple, then Lin Nianzhen would immediately have a huge number of contacts!

Monks have no real power?

, don't forget, Buddhism, that's religion!

Everyone understands that the more powerful and rich people are, the more superstitious they are!

It's a treasure that makes people shudder to think about.

Lin Nianzhen looked at Xing Feng a little blankly, as if he was waiting for him to make a decision.

Xing Feng laughed at himself for a while, the old monk's demeanor, if he casually threw out a few books that could make the martial arts people grab their heads, and told her with a solemn face that she wanted to save the world, it would be even more perfect.

"I have Master's."

Lin Nianzhen said softly, subconsciously glanced at Xing Feng, and saw that he did not show an unhappy look, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes were clear, and he looked at the empty space quietly.

"Don't force anything."

The old abbot sighed softly, his eyes were regretful, he lowered his head and sent a mouthful of food to his mouth, and fell silent.

An old man, a couple.

The three of them were silent, and after silently eating all the meals, they smiled bitterly and said: "That's it, Buddhism practice, seeking fate and talking about cause and effect, if there is no cause, how can there be good results?" Today, it is said that the poor monk is abrupt. ”

Xing Feng squinted his eyes slightly, put down the dishes and chopsticks, and stood up silently, since his words were said to this point, it already showed that this conversation could come to an end.

"So, thank you for the meal."

Xing Feng said lightly, took Lin Nianzhen's little hand, and looked at her beautiful and unreal calm face, and felt distressed for no reason.

Death.

This stupid girl, don't you really feel scared at all?

Kongkong nodded, hesitated for a short time, and when Xing Feng was about to pull Lin Nianzhen away, he finally reached into his arms, carefully took out a small stone the size of a goose egg and bright color from his arms, gently handed it to Huangfu Lingxi, and put his hands together and said, "Amitabha." This thing may block some calamities for the donor, and it is difficult to survive the catastrophe, whether it is life or death, it depends on the creation of the donor. ”

The small stone lay quietly in the palm of Lin Nianzhen's hand, the color was unusually smooth and bright, only by touching it lightly, could you feel that this was actually not a very ordinary stone, Lin Nianzhen touched it lightly with his fingers, raised his beautiful eyebrows, and said softly: "Relic? ”

Xing Feng's expression was a little sluggish, the relics, the legend of Buddhism was transformed when the monks passed away, and the relics that could shake the earth as soon as they were born...

Is it such a small piece of stone?

"It can be said that it is a relic, but it can also be said that it is not. In Buddhism, it is indeed called a relic, but now this name has been misinterpreted by earthly people. ”

Kongkong laughed softly, kind eyebrows, indescribably kind.

Lin Nianzhen moved gently, stroking the brightly colored stone in his palm, and after a long time, he bowed slightly to the empty space, but did not say thank you.

Kongkong sighed slightly, glanced at Lin Nianzhen, his eyes were complicated, he stretched out his hand and made a gesture to send off the guest.

At that moment, Xing Feng seemed to feel that he had caught something, but this thought was fleeting and disappeared immediately.

This inability to control the unknown made him a little irritable for no reason, took Lin Nianzhen's hand, and walked out of this inconspicuous little hut without pause.

"Donor, your killing heart is too heavy, it's better to be self-disciplined, so as not to regret it too late."

Behind him, the voice of the empty abbot sounded indifferently, not in a hurry or slowly, sad and compassionate: "Amitabha, the sea of suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore." ”

Xing Feng's footsteps paused slightly, and then continued to move forward, and in the night, there was a wild laugh that he couldn't live to the extreme!

"Hongchen is a bitter sea, how many people can turn back to the shore? Putting down the butcher's knife, can you really become a Buddha? Tell me, what's the use of becoming a Buddha? The master's obsession is too deep, when he reforms, the other side of me is only ahead. Everywhere I look, it's the world! My world! My Red Dust! My word is at my feet! Why should I become a Buddha? ”

The sound is getting farther and farther away, but it is getting more and more agitated!

The silent night was dim, and it was another autumn rain.

The withered old monk stood at the door, with the dim candlelight behind him, adding a bit of Zen.

"Demonic, demonic."

The old monk muttered to himself, but his eyes were staring at Lin Nianzhen's back, and his expression was extremely complicated.

"Everyone in the world can become a Buddha, all can become demons, what he said is not wrong, Hongchen is a sea of suffering, the obsession is too deep, everyone has their own trajectory, Buddhism is natural, since the junior brother has landed on the shore, looking at the sea of bitterness from afar, watching the world fight for the crossing, what is the meaning?"

An old voice sounded softly, fluttering, in front of the thatched hut, on a path in the opposite direction that Xing Feng left, an old monk with a dirty robe that seemed to have not been washed for several years walked over slowly, and his tone was calm.

In front of Xing Feng and Lin Nianzhen, the unusually kind empty eyes suddenly became cold and calm.

The Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows, and King Kong looked angry!

At this time, the old monk was almost very inexplicable, and there was a trace of unusually cold killing intent!

"Senior brother, what do you mean?"

The empty abbot said coldly, his eyes seemed to be hiding a needle.

"Amitabha, the past is like smoke."

The old monk's ancient well does not wave, looking at the empty space, his expression has not changed in the slightest, calm and indifferent, like a bottomless well water, without waves.

Kongkong narrowed his eyes and looked at his senior brother for a long time before he suddenly sighed and said softly: "Senior brother, do you believe in fate?" ”

"If you believe, you will have, and if you don't believe, you will not."

The elder brother, who had white hair but was wearing a dirty robe, smiled, although he did not look good, but standing in the night, he was faint and dusty.

"Nian Zhen. Read the truth. ”

Kongkong muttered to himself, his expression gradually softened, and finally suddenly turned into a gloomy sneer: "It's really a good means, this girl and that little Taoist's life just complement each other, but secretly they are closely linked by the life of the master, wife?" The chess pieces are still about the same, if she continues to develop like this, even if she doesn't die, she is destined to block the catastrophe for that kid in the future, and in the end she will not die well, what a ruthless means, such a ruthless heart! What's even more ridiculous is that the two young people don't seem to know about it, she has a master? I have a chance to see what the master hidden behind her is thinking! ”

Boom!

Kongkong's face was furious, and he turned around suddenly, and a burst of energy smashed directly on the hut behind him!

The thatched grass splashed, fixing the solid wood beams of the thatched house, clicked, and suddenly broke and collapsed!

The senior brother stood aside, wiped the robe on his body with dirty fingers, folded his hands, lowered his eyebrows and said, "Amitabha." ”