After walking for a long time, Chu Xiang suddenly found that the people on the road were gathering somewhere, as if something big was about to happen, and they followed the crowd at the moment.

After walking for a while, he came to the temple at the foot of a small hill, the wide open space in front of the temple was crowded with people, and there were two powerful breaths inside, Chu Xiang looked inside from a high place, but he didn't expect to see a familiar figure.

The two monks in front of the temple sat cross-legged opposite each other, facing the temple door was the smiling Buddha and no monk, and opposite was a very old monk, full of wrinkles.

The two were arguing, the monk was speaking Chinese, and the old monk was also speaking Chinese, and it seemed that the two had been debating for a while.

"The Buddha said that all sentient beings are purified, but I am not sentient beings?" There is no monk's way.

"All living beings are suffering, but the donor is not suffering."

"What is suffering?"

"The eight sufferings of life, birth, old age, sickness, death, love and separation, resentment and hatred, unwantedness, and prosperity of the five aggregates."

"I am born in this life, will I not die of old age, sickness and death?"

"Yes."

"Then why not be bitter?"

"Suffering is born from the heart, there is no suffering in the heart, and there is no bitterness in nature."

"My heart is in my body, how can you know whether you are bitter or not?"

"Born from the heart, the donor's joy, why bother."

"The appearance is the skin, given by the parents, born and long, what does it have to do with my heart, joy, anger, sorrow and happiness are self-generated, how can it be according to my heart."

"Why bother with the donor's words?"

Hearing this, Chu Xiang probably understood the situation a little, and the monk asked, the old monk knew that the monk was a stubborn person, and he didn't want to provoke him, so he deliberately shirked it, but the monk pressed step by step, and the old monk had no choice but to reluctantly accept it. This trick is really exquisite, so that a Dan Jin master can speak out in front of everyone, which must be very reluctant for people like no monks, if no monks don't say it directly, the old monk will naturally be able to continue to beat around the bush with him.

After a moment of silence, no monk said: "The practice of Buddhism, go to the seven emotions and six desires, do the best deeds, and purify all sentient beings, why do monks cultivate the imperial residence, wear luxurious clothes, compete with businessmen in the city, use Buddhism to cover believers, do ugly deeds, practice Buddhism is not to cross people, but to use it as a means to achieve their own desires?" ”

After the monk finished speaking, the old monk opened his eyes covered with white eyebrows and slowly opened, looked at the person in front of him with his hands folded and said: "Buddhism universalizes all sentient beings, but all sentient beings are delusional, the six roots are impure, although they know the Dharma but can't do it, this is not the fallacy of the Dharma, but the fault of people." All sentient beings have attachments, can't let go, can't get aside, although into the Buddha's door, there is the name of a monk, but the road of practice is far and difficult, not everyone can reach, if everything you do is in line with the Dharma, you have become a Buddha, how can you still be a monk. Many fallacies are the path to Buddhahood, the fallacy is unknown, the clear is not wrong, why the donor is clear and fallacious. The Buddha cultivates himself, does not pay attention to external objects, what does the fallacy of others have to do with me, the fallacy goes astray, and the wise should guide it, how can it be countered. ”

The old monk's words were extremely exquisite, Chu Xiang probably understood the reason why the monk had changed from a Shaolin warrior monk to the way he is now, and he couldn't help but want to applaud the old monk. The old monk deduced the reason for the unmonk's obedience from the words of the non-monk, analyzed the problem of the non-monk layer by layer, and pointed out the correct approach.

The monk was silent for a long time, and Fang said: "The Buddha's way is not my way after all, you are a person who concentrates on cultivating the Buddha, I will not kill you." With that, he got up and left.

Looking at the figure of the monk who had gone away, the old monk breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the temple.

Chu Xiang watched the figure of the old monk disappear into the temple, and hesitated a little, this old monk's Dharma cultivation is not bad, and his martial arts cultivation is not bad, although he will not pose a threat to others, but the ability he has is enough to achieve countless masters.

To kill or not to kill, that's the question.

Chu Xiang hesitated for a moment, then turned around and left. If such a person is killed, it may cause more conflicts between the two countries, so it should be regarded as the virtue of a good life in God.

As the flow of people dispersed, after more than ten minutes, a middle-aged man who left was gradually locked by Chu Xiang's gaze.

The lonely middle-aged man felt the abnormality behind him, turned around and stood still, staring at Chu Xiang with his eyes, and pressing the handle of the knife with his hand.

Chu Xiang approached and said, "You have a chance for three moves." ”

The middle-aged man's expression became cold, he understood Chu Xiang's words, just now when the monk and the old monk were discussing the Tao, Chu Xiang had been observing the crowd, and the man had been whispering the conversation between the two to the person next to him.

The middle-aged man didn't speak, decisively drew his knife, threw away the scabbard, held the knife in both hands, and approached Chu Xiang. The knife flashed, and soon it disappeared, and the middle-aged man looked at the blade that was caught by Chu Xiang's two fingers in horror, and his hands began to tremble.

"That's your house, right?" Chu Xiang looked at a house in front of him and said, there was only one house in front of this road, and then said: "There is a woman inside, it should be your wife or daughter, if you don't want to die, and you don't want her to die, it's better to be obedient." ”

The middle-aged man's face instantly turned pale and nodded with difficulty.

"What's your name?" Chu Xiang asked, letting go of the sword.

The middle-aged man slowly withdrew the sword, and said with some apprehension: "Kawashima Hongjing." ”

"Why don't you invite me to your house?" Chu Xiangdao, as if he had seen an old friend for many years.

Kawashima Hongjing swallowed his saliva nervously, looked at Chu Xiang cautiously and said, "Please." ”

Kawashima Hongjing was very nervous, his legs were shaking all the time when he walked, and Chu Xiang followed leisurely with his hands together.

"You're scared?" Chu Xiang asked.

Kawashima Hongi didn't dare to answer, and became even more nervous.

"Am I that scary?" Chu Xiang asked with a smile.

Kawashima Hongjing chattered his teeth a little and said, "Are you with that monk?" ”

Chu Xiang looked at Kawashima Hongjing with some surprise and said, "You are very smart. ”

"You are all Chinese?" Kawashima Hiroi asked.

"That's not so clever to ask." Chu Xiang smiled.

Kawashima Hongjing was suddenly silent.

Chu Xiang guessed correctly, and when he returned to the door, a young woman inside hid behind the door and called Dad. The woman spoke Japanese, and Chu Xiang had watched some Japanese anime and could understand the word.

"Your daughter is beautiful." Chu Xiang said with a smile.

Kawashima Hongjing's face became even paler, he turned around tremblingly, looked at Chu Xiang pleadingly, and bent his knees to kneel.

Chu Xiang smiled, stretched out his hand to support Kawashima Hongjing, and said, "How can there be a reason for the host to give such a big gift to the guest." ”

"Please, don't hurt her." Kawashima Hongjing said tremblingly.

"Don't worry, who can bear to hurt such a cute girl." Chu Xiangdao.

Looking at the actions of the father at the door, the woman inside probably understood the situation, and her face became pale.

"Hello little sister." Walking into the living room, Chu Xiang touched the woman's head.

Kawashima Hongjing's daughter didn't seem to understand Chinese, and looked at Chu Xiang in horror and shrank her head.

Kawashima Hongjing was very nervous, and the two father and daughter chattered something in Japanese that Chu Xiang didn't understand, and the woman's expression was less frightened.

Chu Xiang sat down cross-legged by the coffee table and beckoned, "Come, come and sit." "It's as if he's the owner of the house.

Kawashima Hongjing looked at Chu Xiang pleadingly, probably not wanting his daughter to be present.

Chu Xiang smiled and nodded slightly.

Kawashima Hongi breathed a sigh of relief and said a few words to his daughter, and the woman went upstairs.

Waiting for Kawashima Hongjing to sit down, Chu Xiang said, "How long have you been here?" ”

"It's been more than two years." Kawashima replied tremblingly.

"Do you know what's going on in Tokyo?" Chu Xiang continued to ask.

Kawashima Hiroi nodded.

"How many masters like that monk are there in the country?"

Kawashima Hongjing thought for a moment and said, "Twenty or so." ”

"Do you know where they are?" Chu Xiang asked.

"It's hard to say, some of them usually stay in one place, some of them travel around, I can't say."

"What about the famous young masters?"

"There are a lot of them, and I don't know very well."

"Write me everything you know." Chu Xiangdao.

Kawashima Hongjing nodded, took pen and paper, and began to write. Kawashima Hongjing had just been writing for a while, when suddenly his daughter's voice sounded at the top of the stairs, and he didn't know what he said.

Kawashima Hongjing was shocked, and when he looked back, his daughter was holding a pistol, the muzzle of the gun was pointed at Chu Xiang, and her expression was very calm.

"What is she talking about?" Chu Xiang smiled and asked Kawashima Hongjing.

Seeing Chu Xiang's calm expression and not nervous at all, Kawashima Hongjing suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, he knew that for top masters, guns could not threaten them at all, unless it was a dense rain of bullets, and he shouted a few words at his daughter, and he didn't know what to say.

The woman's expression was resolute, and she said something to Kawashima Hongjing excitedly.

"You have a good daughter." Chu Xiang sighed and said.

Kawashima Hongjing trembled with fear again, his face was sweating like rain, and he didn't care about wiping it, and said to Chu Xiang pleadingly: "You adults have a lot, don't worry about children." ”

Chu Xiang smiled and said, "You let her shoot." ”

As soon as Chu Xiang said this, Kawashima Hongjing's face suddenly turned like ashes, he knelt down, kowtowed like pounding garlic, and shouted: "Please, please." ”

Is he so terrible, it seems that he is kind and pleasant from beginning to end, looking at Kawashima Hongjing strangely, Chu Xiang was a little puzzled, and after thinking about it, he suddenly realized, referring to the Japanese anime he has watched, his behavior is in Kawashima Hongjing's opinion, and he is a perverted murderer.

Kawashima Hongjing kept kowtowing, and the woman kept shouting loudly, and she didn't know what she was talking about.

The father-daughter relationship is deep, but it is rare, but I don't know if it will be like the domestic Internet legend, the father and daughter will be the one together. Chu Xiang sighed, and the woman was shocked to find that Chu Xiang had disappeared, and then with a light hand, the gun was gone, and a lump of iron lumps was embedded in the handrail of the stairs.

Returning to the coffee table and sitting down, Chu Xiang beckoned to the woman and asked her to come and sit, the woman looked at Chu Xiang in horror, her legs trembled, and she was almost unsteady and wanted to fall down.

Seeing that Chu Xiang didn't hurt his daughter, Kawashima Hongjing hurriedly got up to support his daughter.

"Come and sit together." Chu Xiangdao.

There was no way, Kawashima Hongjing could only pull his daughter to sit next to him, and the two fathers and daughters looked at Chu Xiang nervously, feeling worried in their hearts, not knowing what Chu Xiang was going to do.

Chu Xiang took Kawashima Hiroi's mobile phone, asked Kawashima Hiroi to change the system to the Chinese version, and installed the default translation software, while asking Kawashima Hiroi various situations, while using his mobile phone to check various information in Japan.

Seeing that Chu Xiang did not have any out-of-the-ordinary actions, Kawashima Hongjing's daughter relieved her heart a little and made tea, Chu Xiang asked Kawashima Hongjing various questions while drinking tea, and asked for most of the day before ending the inquiry.

After reading the information written by Kawashima Hongjing, Chu Xiang asked, "Who am I?" ”

Kawashima Hongjing was stunned for a moment, then understood Chu Xiang's intentions, shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

"Who had tea with you today?" Chu Xiang continued to ask.

"My daughter." Kawashima Hongjing Road.

"Did your daughter see anyone today?"

"Nope." Kawashima Hiroi shook his head vigorously.

"Good, you're smart enough, I hope you've always been that smart." Chu Xiangdao.

Kawashima Hiroi nodded.