So until dawn, Kong Wuli never fell asleep again. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He was huddled in the quilt and shivering, and although he was tightly wrapped in the quilt, he still felt chills all over his body. For the first time, he had the feeling that he was going to die soon, and it scared him inexplicably.

Some people say that in this world, except for life and death, everything else is a trivial matter, and Kong Wuli thinks that this is also the case.

He had become desperate for his life now, but he knew that he deserved to die, and maybe now the people he had killed had come to ask for his life.

The more Kong Wuli thought about it, the more frightened he became, and after dawn, he was a little distracted.

Seeing this, Dao Neng hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Kong Wuli told Dao Neng about the murder he saw outside last night.

"As soon as the sword entered, blood gushed out, and the stabbed man fell before he could say a word." Kong Wuli said with a white face.

In fact, it was late at night, and he did not see blood, which was based on his previous experience of killing.

After hearing this, Dao Neng put his palms together and said, "Amitabha." So he recited the sutra for the stranger who had died.

Seeing this, Kong Wuli also recited along.

In the process of chanting, Kong Wuli's panic in his heart was reduced, and he couldn't help but read it more reverently.

After reciting the scriptures, Dao Neng said to Kong Wuli: "The Buddhist scriptures say: One thought of heaven, one thought of hell, the heart can be an ordinary man, the heart can be virtuous and sage, and people's actions lie in one mind, so that there will be corresponding results." Wuyuan, as a teacher, you often panic inexplicably, but what else can't you let go? ”

Dao Neng's gaze seemed to be able to see everything, and Kong Wuli was uncomfortable.

Kong Wuli pondered for a long time before he said: "I remember that the disciple told you that he had done a lot of sins before he worshipped you as a teacher, and now the disciple has been exposed to the Dharma for a while, and he feels that it is necessary to redeem himself, but the disciple is really worried that he will die because of this." ”

"There is no more than one path to salvation, if your desire is big enough and your actions are resolute enough, maybe this life can be saved, everything depends on your own thoughts and actions." ”

Kong Wuli hurriedly said: "Please teach the master." ”

Dao Neng said with a pleasant face: "You have to memorize the essence of the Dharma taught to you by the teacher and implement it strictly, this is one thing, and on the other hand, it is up to you to realize it." ”

"Yes."

"Now you are just getting started, don't rush, take it step by step, one day you will learn something."

"Yes."

"That's why the teacher wants to take you to Datong Mansion to apprentice this time."

"Thank you, master."

The two of them had breakfast and then walked to their destination.

Dao Neng's first stop was Litai Mountain.

"There is a temple on Litai Mountain, called Dashoji Temple, and the abbot there is one of my masters, so let's go there to meet him first." Dao can stand on Kong Wu.

"Okay."

Litai Mountain is far away from the crowd, located in the deep mountains and old forests on the outskirts of the city, Dao Neng and Kong Wu walked for most of the day before coming to the foot of the mountain.

Dao Neng pointed to the depths of the mountain forest covered by clouds and fog and said to Kong Wuli, "Dazhao Temple is on it. ”

Kong Wuli looked there along his finger and was dumbfounded.

It was a dangerous peak that reached into the sky, and there was no road to see from below. The shape of the mountain can still be seen in the lower half of the mountain, but the upper half is hidden in the clouds, giving people a sense of illusion in the clouds and fog.

Kong Wuli couldn't help but wonder if there would be immortals living there, and at the same time, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, because the way up was too difficult.

"Can we go up?" Kong Wuli asked, his tone quite hesitant.

"Of course you can, but just be careful." The Tao can speak.

Kong Wu fought the cold war straight.

Such a steep peak, his legs were already weak before he even started to climb.

"Open the way for the teacher in front, and you follow behind." The Tao can speak.

"Yes."

So the two climbed up the hill one after the other.

At first, Kong Wuli could barely cope with it, but when he reached the halfway point of the mountain, his legs began to tremble, and his breathing was a little out of breath.

He stopped to drink his water and looked down by the way. This look made him feel dizzy even more, and the sweat of the bean size came out.

God, it was a lot steeper than he thought.

At this time, he really felt like he was in a dilemma.

However, the Dao Neng Master acted like a nobody, as if this was just a normal path.

Kong Wuli wanted to scream a few bitter times, but when he saw that Dao Neng was like this, he didn't dare to complain.

The two rested for a while and then continued their uphill journey.

It wasn't until the dark that the two arrived at Dazhao Temple, and Kong Wuli was exhausted at this time, and he collapsed when he entered the house.

He vaguely felt someone come to lift him, then he vaguely heard someone talking, and then he didn't know anything.

Before he lost consciousness, he couldn't help but think: This is what it feels like to be dying, right?

Actually, he was scared, but he couldn't do anything anymore.

When Kong Wuli woke up, it was already the next morning, and he hurriedly opened his eyes and glanced around.

It was a small but tidy room with only a bed, a table, a stool and a few sutras in the room, and there was no one else in the room.

Kong Wuli blinked his eyes vigorously, and squeezed his hand vigorously, making sure that he was still alive, but he was suddenly moved inexplicably, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

It was such a beautiful thing to be alive, but those who died under his sword never had the opportunity to experience the beauty of being alive again.

Kong Wuli's heart twitched violently, but he quickly forced himself to stop thinking about it.

He listened with bated breath to the outside, but heard nothing, and lay down again.

As the sky grew brighter, there were low voices and footsteps outside, and Kong Wuli hurriedly got out of bed.

There were only twelve monks in the temple, and they were gathering in the chanting hall for morning classes, and Kong Wuli followed them to the chanting hall.

The monks greeted him kindly, but he felt quite uncomfortable, so he only nodded at them faintly and withdrew his gaze.

Kong Wuli followed the monks to do a morning class, and then went to have breakfast.

After breakfast, the monks went back to their rooms to rest, and Kong Wuli went to find Dao Neng.

But Dao Neng didn't know where to go in a blink of an eye, and Kong Wuli had to look for it everywhere.

Finally, he met Dao Neng in a room in the northwest corner, where he was chatting softly with the abbot of Dashoji Temple.

Kong Wuli hurriedly retreated. But instead of leaving, he hid outside under a window and eavesdropped.

"I'll take care of this, you don't have to worry." Kong Wuli heard the abbot of Dazhao Temple say.

"Then there's Master Lao." Dao Neng said gratefully.

"It's okay, you're going to stay here for a few days, right?"

"Well, I'm going to stay for five days."

"Then I'll get this right for you in five days."

Then the people in the room fell silent.

Kong Wuli hurriedly left quietly.

It was night, the night was dark and the wind was high, Kong Wuli got up at midnight, put the duffel bag he had packed during the day on his back, and quietly left the backyard of the temple.

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Dear friends, the first watch is coming, the author has a class in the afternoon, and the second watch is going to be in the evening :) (To be continued.) )