The next day, the abbot, who had fallen into a rage, had already recovered and was discussing affairs in the meditation room with the superintendent.

"Senior brother, this time these two people are from the Karatu Sect, and the intention is to directly target the son of the Qiangong donor, although this time they will kill the two of them, but it is inevitable that they will not be guaranteed, and the others will come in turn, I am afraid that there will be endless disasters. Jian Temple said.

The abbot sighed and said: "What does the old man not know, but the Qiangong donor is very kind to the temple, and when he is dying, he entrusts his son to the temple, hey, the old man really dare not give up!"

Then the abbot said, "If this son is put in the outside world, how can we live at such an age, won't we be murderers, Amitabha." ”

Unexpectedly, the superintendent retorted: "Senior brother, yes." Do you ignore the many disciples in the temple, think about Mingjue, such a tragic death, there are all the temples in my Buddha domain. Senior brother, as the head of the Buddha Domain, you must not ignore the overall situation. ”

The abbot's face was embarrassed: "Even so, we must not let our understanding down the mountain like this and let it die on its own, which is contrary to the Buddha's principles." ”

At this time, the supervisor seemed to be confident, and said: "Senior brother, don't worry, this matter has already been decided in the heart of the senior brother, you and I have also inquired about the matter of the year, why don't you send it to Daozhen?"

The abbot slowly lowered his head, pondered for a while, and laughed: "It is worthy of my deep sense of junior brother, to deal with this matter, there is really a set." Then do what my brother says."

The fate of the decision was decided at this moment under the deliberation of the two monks.

That night, Fang Zheng entered the clear meditation room.

Since he killed those two people, the brothers in the temple have been talking about themselves, and many people who know the inside story are the source of their trouble, and many people who don't know the inside story are also blindly coaxed by them.

In fact, I knew my life experience for a long time, and my father, Qiangong, the owner of Qianjian Villa, was one of the three giants of the Central Plains, so to speak, he was a rich second generation, but because his father died early, he had to become a monk.

In the Linyuan Temple, I heard many stories when I was very young, and the characters in the story were very similar to myself, most of them were hunted down by the enemy, and entrusted their sons to the Linyuan Temple, and then these people all became monks, eating fasting and reciting the Buddha, and they were extremely loyal to the Buddha.

And I seem to be an outlier, and my long-term Dharma cultivation is not the slightest clue, and I have no clue about those good deeds. Because the monks in Linyuan Temple also don't follow it.

But I firmly believe that I must have a more different existence from ordinary people, and these must be the ultimate reason for my confusion over the years.

And at this moment, as if the answer is about to be revealed, the thief sitting opposite him should be an insider, and it seems that he wants to tell himself the truth.

The abbot opened his mouth, as if trying to remember something, and said, "Yes, you know your background." ”

clearly showed a look of disdain: "Isn't it that my father was hunted down and killed and died in front of your temple." And I happen to be the baby in his hands, oops, this kind of cliché plot actually happened to me, it's really boring. Abbot, do you have anything new to tell me, I know all these things, don't say that you came to me today to talk about these things. ”

The abbot sighed again: "It seems that you already know these things, it's not that we deliberately want to hide it from you, but you are too small, these hatreds, as a teacher, are really unwilling to let you touch it so soon." ”

Clearly interrupted: "Then what are you doing today, hurry up and go back to wash and sleep." ”

Unexpectedly, the abbot was uncharacteristically at this time: "No, I understand, you don't understand." Do you think your father's death was caused by a force? After all, your father was too strong. ”

understood, but as if he hadn't heard, he replied faintly, oh.

"Your father, surnamed Qian, full name, Qian Gong, as far as I know, may be the greatest owner of the Thousand Swords Villa in history, the previous Thousand Swords Villa was not so prestigious, it was because of your father, his strong and humble, defeated everyone, he, because of him, was too dazzling, so he died. ”

I understand that I laughed silently in my heart, is this what a bald donkey should say? Does he admire my father so much? Hey, this temple, I am getting more and more incomprehensible.

"Qiangong donor, when you were young, you had a great kindness to this temple, so this temple has raised you to this day. But something like that happened a while ago, and we can't keep you any longer. ”

Clearly and secretly mocked: Sure enough, where does this temple have a little temple appearance? It is clearly a force in the rivers and lakes, and when it encounters such a thing, it must throw off this burden of itself.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, the abbot continued: "Just now we talked about the three giants of the Central Plains, that is, the Buddha Domain, Dao Town, and the Thousand Swords Villa, and now, the Thousand Swords Villa has been dilapidated for several years, and the Qi Mansion has come from behind, replacing the Thousand Swords Villa to become one of the new Central Plains Three Giants, so we are going to bring you to Dao Town, so that the Dao people there will continue to raise you until you are weak." ”

I understood that I was very impatient, so I asked directly, "What is my name?"

And the abbot seemed to have been prepared, and took out a letter from his bosom.

The letters were bloody, and the blood was printed with palm prints.

It can be seen that the bright red palm print is very delicate, and it should be a woman. "This palm print may have been left by your mother, and I buried it with your father. Do you want to check it out?"

Understood, nodded, and continued to ask, "Tell me what it's called first." ”

"You open the letter and look at it. ”

understood, slowly opened the letter.

The blood had obviously dried up, and it was a bit of a struggle to disassemble. I can't imagine how much blood has flowed, and it has been soaked directly into the letter paper inside through the thick envelope.

"By the time you read this letter, I should have died, I'm your father, Hitomi, I don't know if you'll like the name, I don't have the right to change it, he was given by your mother. I don't know if your mother is still alive now, I love her so much and she ...... You must believe the abbot, I believe in him, don't, always think that he wants to avenge me, that is really a boring life. If you may, I would like you to find your mother, whose name I am not in a position to tell you, for I am not very sure whether this letter will reach you. Hey, I know that when I die, Thousand Swords Villa will definitely decline or even fall, I don't ask you to revive it, but I can go back and see it when I have time, and maybe I will meet some relatives. But please don't have extravagant hopes, and this martial arts, my father still hopes that you can get involved, I believe that my son will not be a bad person. Well, that's it. ”

Understood, silently watched. The feeling in my heart is like a surging wave. He slowly stood up and folded the letter in half into his arms.

"Let's leave for Daozhen tomorrow. ”