Yun Zheng is not a person who likes to kill, or he has never killed anyone, whether it was before or still he still thinks that killing is a sin.

The two corpses were ambushed in anger, bleeding five steps, Yun Zheng thought that he was not a puppet, but the casualness of the monk Wugou did arouse the killing intent in his chest, and he came to this ghost place in a daze, the closest person was none other than Yun Er, he was simply the lifeblood to himself, how could he be fooled away by a with Huigen, this is not only an insult to Yun Er, but also an insult to himself.

Buddhist theories are at odds with traditional Chinese ethics. For example, Buddhism believes that the reason why a person is the son of his parents is not that he was born to his parents, but that he did good deeds in his previous life and did not receive retribution for his bad deeds. Traditional Chinese ethics focus on filial piety. Such a clash of ideas naturally hindered the spread of Buddhism. The monks then tried to find a way to be flexible, and they looked for ideas and basis for flexibility in the Buddhist scriptures. For example, the "Buddha Says the Bon Sutra" translated by the Dharma Protector of the Western Jin Dynasty is regarded as the Buddhist Book of Filial Piety.

Yun Er because of his life experience, his nature is thin and cold, and he finally returned to the nature of a child with his efforts during this time, Yun Zheng believes that as long as Yun Er can live to adulthood without disease and disaster this time, he will definitely become a very outstanding person.

Now that the monk is indistinguishable and give up to me, he wants to bring him back to the original shijie, how can Yun Zheng agree. "You don't have a good impression of Buddhism?" Wugou took the garland and put it around his neck, thinking that this was Yun Zheng's heart fragrance. "Actually, I don't have a bad feeling for Buddhism, I just have a bad feeling for you." Yun Zheng replied quietly. "Because of what I said about your brother becoming a novice? You must know that the poor monk has no malicious intentions, your younger brother is innocent and wise, once he cultivates Buddhism, it is not difficult to become a generation of virtuous monks, according to your layman's saying, it is also a good way to live, why are you unwilling, and have murderous intent? “

Yun Zheng couldn't answer, and he didn't dare to answer, he couldn't tell Monk Wugou that he was a little hysterical at that moment, like an old widow who was as angry and desperate as someone else was going to take her child. Now that I think about it, I still have a lot of hatred for Wugou.

In the end, he still couldn't be ruthless, seeing that the white slurry of oleander was about to fall into his wine bowl, he sighed, stepped forward and threw the wreath around the neck of the monk Wugou far away under the cliff, picked up the bowl of wine and drank it all and then arched his hand towards Wugou and planned to go down the mountain. "You still haven't succeeded, there is a woman's kindness, although you are the closest to success today, I still won't give you the Cambodian book, wait until this time next year to see if you have grown." Monk Wugou sat there with a smile like a Buddha, opening his mouth, as if he didn't pay any attention to what had just happened.

Xiao Wugen politely arched his hand and left with those people, Yun Zheng deliberately landed on Zuihou and said to Wugou: "If you don't fight my brother's idea, I can come to see you once or twice when I have nothing to do, and tell you some novelties that you have never heard of." ”

"If it's a story like a white bat, the poor monk is so happy."

"That's nothing, I'm talking nonsense, and I'll tell you more about it next time." After speaking, he bowed his hand again and left the Baiyun Temple.

Out of the temple, those people really didn't wait for themselves, seeing that Xiao Wugen's mules and horses were about to gallop to the mountain pass, Yun Zheng did not chase them, but drove the ox cart to a fork in the road, there are a lot of stone carvings here, and the scenery should be good.

Yun Er fell asleep in the bamboo basket, this kid drank too much wine just now, and when he walked here, Yun Zheng felt a sense of security, killing the monk was just a temptation for himself, the whole purpose was just to test the bottom line of the monk and the Taoist, as a sensitive person, since he put a garland on the monk, the whole body has not been comfortable, just like being stared at by a leopard last time.

Fortunately, the monk is a good person, although he sells his Cambodian books as commodities, and he sells them for several years, but considering the principle of one willing to fight and one willing to suffer, it feels not so hateful.

The person staring at himself is definitely the Xiaolin Taoist, there will be no problem with drinking a jar of rice wine by himself, and a person like him who is soaked in wine will get drunk? It's not professional at all to snore, how can you stop snoring when you remove the garland from Wugou?

After walking for a while, Yun Zheng found that he was actually walking on the five-foot road, the hooves of the old cow happened to step on the shallow hoof prints, and the wheels also happened to walk in the grooves.

It is said that the birdsong mountain is more secluded, this statement is not false at all, just now it can experience some twists and turns, this time should enjoy the feeling of the empty mountain after the new rain.

However, things on this shijie are always unsatisfactory, and a sloppy Taoist priest sat in the middle of the road and asked Yun Zheng: "If Poor Dao doesn't find out your sinister intentions, do you really want to poison Wugou?" ”

"No, it won't. Just want to get Master Wugou's Cambodian book, and it doesn't mean to harm people and kill people. ”

"That means you're ready to kill Wugou, boy, it's the first time I've seen someone like you, don't make a mistake, or I'll take your head."

"Dao Chang is a sword immortal in Shu Mountain?" Yun Zheng deliberately opened his eyes wide, and asked Daoist Lin curiously.

"It's not! By the way, do you also think there are sword immortals in Shu Mountain? "That's natural, I also heard that there is a sword immortal called the drunken Taoist who is very powerful, once sucked up eighteen jars of fine wine in one go, but his stomach did not swell, and the enemy could still spew out fine wine to resist the enemy." "! How is it possible for a man's stomach to fit eighteen jars of fine wine? ”

"So people are sword immortals, you are not." Yun Zheng glanced at Daoist Xiaolin with disdain, this guy has a pair of attractive ears, likes to listen to gossip the most, and it is estimated that he is also a kind of person with quirks.

Seeing that the old road had given way to the main road, Yun Zheng drove the ox cart to continue on the road, and he could return to Dousha Pass along this stone road.

As soon as the ox cart sank, I saw Xiaolin Lao Dao sitting on the wheel and looking back to ask Yun Zheng: "What else have you heard about the Sword Immortal?" ”

"There doesn't seem to be any news lately, it is said that there is something called the Five Ghosts White Bone Hammer that has been born, everyone is grabbing it, you go quickly, don't be late." Yun Zheng kept urging Daoist Xiaolin to leave.