"Master, slow down!"

Seeing that the master was getting better day by day, Mi Tu gradually relaxed his heart. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info glanced at the master who was standing in the center of the hall, staring closely at the robe on the master's body, revealing a greedy gaze, he frowned slightly, and looked away in disgust.

He changed into a brand-new monk's robe, reverently knelt on the futon woven from wheat stalks, his body was straight, his hands were folded, he looked up and stared at the tall Buddha statue, he spoke slowly, and his tone was resolute: "Master, let's start!" ”

The old man picked up the razor in the tray, hesitated imperceptibly, and then carefully cleaned his soft hair. The black hair is like a nimble butterfly, spinning its graceful dance in mid-air.

The bright moonlight shrouded the entire Famen Temple, and two figures were faintly reflected in the dense jungle of the back mountain.

"According to the meaning of the master, the two of us conspired to bring the master to ...... Kill it, and then this temple will be ......" Mi Tu pointed to the master who was hiding in the shade of the tree, and then pointed to himself, and the implication was obvious.

"How can Uncle Shi have the confidence to think that I will agree?" He rubbed his temple with one hand and nodded, agreeing with him.

The corners of Uncle Shi's lips hooked slightly, and he smiled meaningfully: "Because we are the same kind of people......"

"Oh? A class of people? ”

"Don't deny it, I can feel that the murderous aura on your body is too heavy, let alone your master, do you really think he is stupid?"

Mi Tu smiled, shrugged innocently, spread his hands, and asked, "But what can I do?" ”

"Have you really thought it through? Don't work with me? ”

"Hmm......" Mi Tu Yin and Yang elongated tone, and after a while, Feng Yun said lightly: "I think about it, you will die here tonight ......"

Before Shi Bo could react to the amount of information in this sentence, he saw Mi Tu's magnified face, and he was so shocked that he took a few steps back, only then did he know that he had caused a commotion, his eyes widened, and his center of gravity was unstable and he sat down.

"You...... What are you doing? ”

"What do you say? Did you ever think that you would be here today when you harmed my master? Yes...... Have you forgotten how he saved your life? Mi Tu tugged at the clothes on his chest and lifted him up, which was very different from his usual gentle appearance.

Mi Tu sneered, making people can't help but shudder as if possessed by the devil, and said word by word: "I will make you feel very happy......"

The struggling body gradually relaxed, he didn't even have a chance to resist, his eyes were as big as copper bells, and his black pupils constricted, becoming only the size of soybeans.

"Ah......h

The terrible screams spread throughout the temple, and the crows, who had just fallen asleep, were awakened by the strange cry, and flew like headless flies.

The low bell rang rapidly, and the monks in the doors of the major rooms listened attentively, looking at each other, and when they realized that this was already the ninth ring, everyone threw down their things and went to the main hall to gather, and the pace was panicked.

In the center of the main hall, on the stretcher, there was a frightened uncle, and everyone was talking in whispers.

"Everyone's quiet!!" The abbot knocked the Zen staff in his hand a few times, and his pale face seemed to be lacking in energy. He bowed slowly, his attitude was suspicious: "This morning, Liqu found Chongrun is uncle's body in the back mountain, let's arrange it first and prepare for him for the future!" ”

Some of the disciples were bold, stepped forward, and asked the doubts in their hearts: "Abbot, but how did Master Chongrun die?" ”

The abbot let out a long sigh: "I heard Liqu say that Chongrun committed suicide." He glanced at the little monk who was still dissatisfied when he heard the explanation, paused, and waved his hand slowly: "Let's all go down, you can arrange these things......

The monks rushed out one after another, and the abbot stood alone on the empty hall, he raised his head stiffly, his eyes were misty, and he looked at the statue of Garan Ye with a guilty face, and suddenly fell to his knees.

He folded his hands, swallowed the sourness that overflowed in his throat, his upper body was spread on the ground, his thin shoulders trembled slightly, and the sobbing sound gradually came: "The disciple is shining again, like the Buddha asking for sin, I hope the Buddha will put this sin on me alone, don't blame others......"

"Master...... Are you looking for me? ”

As soon as Mi Tu came in, he saw the abbot sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed table with a serious face, he smiled and said softly.

“…… Kneel down ......" The abbot's eyes were fixed on the book on the square table, and he did not fail to look at him.

"Master, what did you say?" Mi Tu is unbelievably authentic.

"Kneel down ......"

Mitu lifted the hem of his clothes and slowly knelt down.

I don't know how long it has been, it's been a long time! Mitu thought. The abbot's voice came from overhead: "Mi Tu...... Do you know why Master would make you kneel? ”

"I don't know."

Scold...... The abbot snorted a sneer from between his noses, his pale face was full of disappointment, and he slowly reached out and picked up the "Diamond Sutra" lying on the table: "Where did you go last night......?" ”

Mitu's face changed, but he pretended to be calm, and of course he understood the implication in those words. He wiped away the anger in his eyes, lowered his head, and remained silent.

Looking at Mi Tu's acquiescence, the abbot's emotions that had been hidden for a long time were hooked by him, and he beat his chest painfully, and asked in a fierce and inward-looking manner: "How does the master teach you on weekdays?" I thought that you were two brothers, and I was the proudest of Master. But what have you done? Have you read all those benevolences and morals to dogs......? ”

He suddenly raised his hand and slapped Mi Tu in the face, his fingers trembling.

Mitu's beaten face was tilted to the side, and the red mark clearly appeared on his wheat-colored skin, and he remained the same, motionless, only the bruised hands, betraying his emotions.

The abbot slowed down, and the "Diamond Sutra" in his hand was still on Mitu's body, with a heavy heart: "I didn't teach you well, it's the master's fault, you just went to the library to think about it in the past few days!" Copy the Buddhist scriptures and dissolve the anger in your body. ”

"Yes, Master."

Mi Tu picked up the book that had fallen on the ground, stared at the three big characters beautifully written on the cover, and after a while, he slowly raised his head and bit his lip: "Master...... Sorry for making you angry. ”

The abbot couldn't help sighing, turned his head to look at the kneeling young man, his eyes became slightly warmer, and his tone softened a lot: "Get up, Master, as long as the two of you live well, the rest ......"

He was halfway through his words, and suddenly stopped, with no intention of continuing.

Mi Tu stood up and leaned over slightly: "Master, the apprentice went down first." ”

"Hmm......" The abbot nodded slowly, reached out and took out a rusty key from between his sleeves, and handed it over: "You just go there first to settle down and settle down......

Mi Tu took it with both hands, and felt that there was still a faint residual warmth on the cold bronze vessel, which spread from his palm to his whole body.

"Does it still hurt......?" The abbot frowned, looked at Mi Tu's face distressedly, and regretted his actions just now.

"It doesn't hurt." Mi Tu shook his head, and when he heard this, he instantly felt the urge to cry in his eyes.