Chapter 121: Fifty Years of Glory and Withering

Thank you for the tipping of the six young students of Black Wolf!!

Inside the terrace cabana, there is a piece of green bamboo, like an earthly pure land, which is incompatible with the pool bar outside.

On the small coffee table in the distance, the dust and smoke on the incense burner spread, refreshing people's hearts. As soon as he entered the door, Lin Die walked leisurely, but Chu Zihe, who followed behind him, was shocked.

Ahead, on the two snow-white futons in the center, a gray-clothed old monk with white eyebrows sat upright, turning the prayer wheel lightly with his bare hands, reciting the six-character mantra silently in his mouth, and the sound of chanting instantly came to his ears. There was another person with his back to him, dressed in a black suit and leather shoes, with a majestic tiger's back, who was kneeling reverently at the feet of the old monk.

Lin Die, who was standing at the door, saw that Chu Zihe was about to make a sound, and instantly tapped his fingers and made a naughty boo movement, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and the sunlight swirled on his delicate and delicate face, which was extremely pure.

Chu Zihe was puzzled, what did this Lin Die mean by bringing him here, didn't he want to save people? Who can increase the winning rate by fifty percent, is he kneeling on the ground at this time, and who is this old monk?

With the old monk's scriptures, the white jade Guanyin between the left wrist sounded and rang out in harmony. The gray lotus flower at the navel was swaying, chanting in a dense manner, Chu Zihe was very confused, and the white mist in his mind kept rolling, and he fell into an inexplicable strange situation.

The Buddha chanted all over the sky, and the Bodhisattva Jialan sat upright; The gods and demons danced, and the goddesses scattered flowers all the time.

Suddenly, a Buddha shouted directly in his ears, and in an instant, it was like a cold water pouring down, and all the scenes in front of him dissipated.

"Ahh

Chu Zihe couldn't suppress the surprise in his heart, and his voice suddenly sounded. In an instant, the gray-clothed old monk opened his eyes, and the man who was kneeling on the ground turned his head and got up.

He is a middle-aged man, his face is slightly withered, but his sword eyebrows are unruly like peaks, and the bridge of his nose is like a drooping gall, full and full. The most important thing is the scarlet Guanyin mole on the forehead, which is as red as blood.

"Dad!"

Chu Zihe just wanted to speak, but Lin Die next to him directly pounced on the standing man, hugging him and not letting go.

"It is estimated that he is Lin Danmo's guardian, Lin Die's biological father Lin Dao." Chu Zihe looked at it for a moment, and immediately returned to his normal state, but his eyes drifted towards the white-eyed old monk with closed eyes.

"Dad, I brought him here." Lin Die muttered quietly, and the middle-aged man glanced at Chu Zihe meaningfully, and stroked the hair of his daughter in his arms dotingly.

"Little friend, it's good that you're here, please go outside the door and talk about it, don't disturb the purity of the empty master."

The middle-aged man made a gesture and took the lead out of the wooden door. Chu Zihe followed, and before leaving, he glanced at the white-eyed old monk who was called "empty", but unfortunately he still closed his eyes, and seemed to be unmoved by foreign objects at all.

"My name is Lin Dao, and I'm Tinmo's uncle, Fluttershy's father. Your name is Chu Zihe, right? ”

Outside the hut, the man got straight to the point, poured a glass of golden wine at the mobile bar, and slowly tasted it. Looking at Lin Die sitting under the green bamboo in the distance, his eyes were confused.

"Well, I guessed it before, but I have a question, I hope you can help me answer it." Chu Zihe was not surprised by Lin Dao's identity.

"Oh? Please speak. Lin Dao turned his head to look at Chu Zihe, who had a straight waist, and his eyes were gloomy.

"I already know your identity from Lin Die's mouth, it stands to reason that you should be regarded as a heroic figure in Kyoto, do you need the help of outsiders to rescue your own niece, I don't believe it!" Chu Zihe pointed to his nose and said the idea of torturing him for a long time.

"I expected Xiaoyou to have this question, I won't answer this question head-on, I just want to ask, does Xiaoyou believe in fate, reincarnation, and fate?" Lin Dao threw out an inexplicable question.

Chu Zihe just wants to roll his eyes, it's these bullshit again, will he be selected for no reason, if the old monk of the empty boat in the past says himself, it is estimated that Chu Zihe will directly spit on him, you have nothing to do with me!

It's a pity that this is Lin Dao, looking at his solemn face, he must have believed it a long time ago. And Chu Zihe himself also has some belief that the dark two years, the chance of the jade tablet fragment, and the underground process under the Tomb Creek Lotus Lake, everything seems to be really destined.

I can't believe him!

"Looking at Xiaoyou's expression, I must have some understanding, after the last trip to Tomb Creek, Danmo came back and told me everything, including your little bit. In fact, I already knew the result of the trip to Tomb Creek from the empty old monk's mouth, we are all pawns at the mercy of others, and we are destined to be unable to get rid of it. It's just that Danmo insisted that it was her last chance, she wanted to fight for the fate of the rest of her life, but it was a pity to ......" Lin Dao took a sip of golden amber wine, and the transparent wine glass reflected the self-deprecating image of a depressed middle-aged uncle.

"Everything is fatalistic, and your arrival verifies this sentence. As a high-ranking member of the family, I am not an atheist myself, and I know some things that ordinary people don't know, and I have been collecting information about that mysterious organization, but unfortunately it is only a drop in the bucket. I have a feeling that it has infiltrated the major families in Kyoto, especially the four major families who claim to be noble, such as the Hayashi family, where I belong. ”

The more Chu Zihe listened, the more confused he became, what does this have to do with himself? I'm here to save people!

"I need a fulcrum to pry the Lin family's stagnant water; I need to expose all the things that the Lin family is hiding to the sun; I need to wipe out all the rubbish that has infiltrated and destroy it violently; I need a committed long-term ally to lead the Lin family out of their predicament and into a bright future. And this ally I think is you, he is you! ”

Lin Dao's eyes seemed to exude a raging flame, his narrow hair stood on end, and his tone was like the sound of metal colliding, hard and resolute, it seemed that this was the "hero" who controlled most of the Lin family's strength.

Chu Zihe was not proud of Lin Daogao looking at himself, he met those eyes, looking at the red Guanyin mole that was dripping blood, his mind was calm, and his tone was calm.

"I can't find any reason why you'd put your chips on a little guy like me. Yes, I, Chu Zihe, have some ability, but compared to the Lin family, the big tree in the sky, I am an ant under the tree at all. And although the set of fate is somewhat binding on me, I don't believe in it at all, ethereal things are as unpredictable as fate, and I go my own way and don't need others to lead me. Besides, I don't think my current strength can attract your attention, if, I said, if there was no Lin Danmo, I don't think you would have put me as a little person in your eyes at all, could it be that the words of some master in it aroused your clear confidence, and also, the mysterious organization you said can't even compete with you at this stage, the enemy is in the dark, you are in the light, you have already lost the first hand. Plus my little minion won't end well, I just want to ask: why should I! ”

The words were completed in one go, and the last four words were even more deafening, Chu Zihe raised his head and drank the wine that Lin Die had poured for him before, and the hot taste poured from his mouth into his throat, stimulating!

"Okay, good, I didn't mistake you, just by what I just said, I added three points of confidence. Although the cub is small, it will eventually grow into a majestic male lion that will dominate the wilderness. I choose you, not only because you are a person who cares about light ink, not only because of your infinite potential, but because I am a person who believes in Buddhism very much, I believe in fate, reincarnation, and fate, you can say that I am superstitious, but you can't deny the existence of prophecy, you probably don't know who the empty master is just now, right? ”

Lin Dao laughed, drank the golden wine, and said to Chu Zihe, who was light and breezy, with a strange and unpredictable face, but some tears flowed out of his eyes.

"Is it the same as Adecy, another guy who was hit in the head by a magical prophecy?" Chu Zihe was just about to scoff at it, but he was shocked by Lin Dao's next words.

"Master Kongkong is the first scholar of the Maha Temple in the North, and he has been sitting in dry meditation for 50 years. Twenty-five years of cultivation in Buddhism, twenty-five years of Hongchen experience. In the past 50 years, apart from the chanting, he has only spoken two sentences. And he is no one else, but also my own father, the ancestor of the Lin family! Chu Zihe, guess what he said? Lin Dao's face was awe-inspiring, but there was an unknown trace of regret and melancholy in his eyes, and tears welled up, as if he was very sad.

"Huh?"

Chu Zihe admitted that he was somewhat attracted by the topic, especially when it came to the Maha Temple in the North, where his benefactor Che Dan master and apprentice were located. In particular, the empty boat Zen master who was wandering in the red dust turned out to be the Buddha Master, and the white jade Guanyin in his hand seemed to be responding to his words, jumping non-stop.

Twenty-five years for the first time he spoke, he said: I want to save three zhang of red dust, so he returned to the Lin family to sit for twenty-five years; Twenty-five years later, just before you entered the door, he said the second sentence: The Buddha is here, I am leaving! ”

Lin Dao was sad, and Lin Die in the distance trotted over, as if realizing what was happening, and the sound of the prayer wheel in the wooden door came out, and the charm was long.

Lin Dao opened the wooden door heavily, and the white-eyed old monk in the middle was only a dry human skin, which was very terrifying, only the prayer wheel erected in his hand was gently blown by the wind with tassels, and the sound did not stop.

Twenty-five years ago, sitting on the red dust was a living; Twenty-five years later, it is dry to break through the threshold of life and death; One glory and one withering, one life and one death, sitting on the Tao and practicing for fifty years!

Great wisdom!