The man with a hat was kicked by Jingye and flew upside down, and the four people behind him saw this, and aimed the crossbow in their hands at Jingye, ready to go.

"Do it!" the man in the hat did not get up, but shouted and ordered his men to release the arrows, he did not believe that in this narrow alleyway, this monk could still completely block several machine crossbows.

"Whoosh......" The sound of a crossbow shooting cold arrows sounded.

Facing the cold arrow that hit his face, Jingye did not panic at all. As the first cold arrow was about to hit him, he thrust the stick he held in his right hand into the ground a foot in front of him.

"Bang!" the stick was inserted into the stone slab, cracking all around. A strong wind spread from the stick's body, forming a wall of wind to block the cold arrows.

"Don't stop, let me shoot the arrows!" shouted the man in the hat.

The four of them hurriedly pressed the crossbow, and waves of cold arrows were fired, but none of them could pass through the wind wall one foot in front of Pure Ye.

Jingye sighed slightly, he didn't want to waste time, the beggar behind him was very important to him, and he was worried that something would change later. After sighing, Pure Karma's lips hummed, just as Tianren had whispered a sutra in front of his vajra fingers. Soon, Pure Karma stopped humming and stretched out his right hand. A stream of golden light came out from the ethereal light and converged on the palm of the pure industry, and the pure industry slapped out with a palm, and a golden swastika flew out and enlarged. As soon as the cold arrow hit the golden swastika, it bounced off, slammed around, and plunged into the wall.

"Run!" The four of them were shocked when they saw the flying Jin Swastika, and turned around to escape. But they were too slow, and the swastika that came from behind them knocked them to the ground, and each of the four spurted out a mouthful of blood. At this time, the man with the hat was already lying on the ground in fright, shaking constantly, and he didn't dare to make a sound at all.

Jingye dissipated the golden light in his hand, his pupils returned to black, and he glanced back at the curled and shivering beggar, and then walked towards the hat man.

"Amitabha, does the donor still want to kill the poor monk?" Jingye said calmly, standing beside the hat man.

The hat man turned his head to look at the four people who fell to the ground behind him, then looked at Jingye and asked.

"What does this man have to do with you, and why do you want to protect him?"

"Then why did the donor kill him, and why did he kill me?" Jingye asked rhetorically, since these people came to kill the beggar, and there were five killers as soon as they were dispatched, it seems that the person behind the command must kill the beggar. Why kill a beggar who has no effect, it must be because the beggar knows what he shouldn't know and sees what he shouldn't see!

"Say, Who sent you?"

"The monk spares his life, the monk spares his life!" Jingye shouted, and the frightened man shouted in panic.

Jingye glanced at the panicked man who hugged his head, it seemed that this person was just a coward who bullied the weak and was afraid of the hard, so he could only ask others to see what information he could have, and then Jingye walked to the other four.

However, Jingye didn't notice that in the panic, a trace of gloom flashed in the eyes of the hat man.

"Who have you sent, said. Jingye said coldly, changing the previous Confucianism.

Several people were in severe pain in their five organs by the swastika, and in the face of the cold inquiry of the pure karma, they each wailed, and they didn't care about the pure karma at all.

"Whoosh!" Just as Jingye was about to make a few people suffer, a voice that was not loud but shocked Jingye's heart reached everyone's ears.

"Hahaha!" Pure Ye turned his head violently, and the beggar in the depths of the alley froze in horror, and a cold arrow pierced his left eye, piercing his skull. And on the ground, the man with a hat was holding a crossbow arrow, laughing maniacally.

"It's... Damn!" The scene in front of him made Jingye's brain blank. This was the most important clue for him, and it disappeared before his eyes. After the blank, the elegant expression of Pure Karma suddenly became very hideous, a powerful air flow burst out of his body, the monk's robe on his body fluttered upward, and an inconspicuous string of wooden beads on his left wrist suddenly emitted a burst of blue light and submerged into Pure Karma's arm. All these changes were mixed with the heavy drinking of pure karma, and they all spoke of the anger in his heart.

The hat-hated man looked at the furious pure karma without much fear. Although the young monk was extremely powerful, he knew that if he didn't complete the task, it would bring disaster to the Nine Clans! He knew that people who cultivated Buddhism could not kill, and at most they would be beaten by one beating, which would be better than a tragic death.

"You're really not afraid of death!" said Pure Ye as he stared at the man in the hat who was looking at him on the ground. Pure karma was very angry, because the person was dead, and the only witness at that time, the beggar, was dead!

The man in the hat, who was still laughing wildly, suddenly stopped going crazy, and his pupils tightened slightly. He looked at the monk in front of him whose hands were covered with golden light, which was extremely sacred, but he felt an unprecedented cold. The man in the hat is a killer and has a certain understanding of murderous aura, but at this time, the monk in front of him exudes a murderous aura as if he came from the abyss, cold and piercing. Is he really going to kill himself?

"You, what are you going to do? You are a monk, a Buddha cultivator, you can't kill me!"

The hat man barely stood up, but his whole body trembled and became numb from the murderous aura emanating from the pure karma.

"Kill, kill!" Jingye looked at the panicked hat man in front of him, and replied simply. The words fell, and Jingye bent his elbows and his fists burst out.

Two golden fist shadows slashed out and slammed into the man's chest. The man's sternum was shattered in an instant, and his body flew out of the alley, and the four of them flew out of the alley together and crashed into the brick wall on the street.

"Whew, my Buddha is compassionate, compassion for all sentient beings. You are murderous, indiscriminately killing innocents, for demons!Amitabha!"

A few people who suddenly flew out knocked down the blue brick wall, and such a big movement naturally attracted the attention of the surrounding people.

People looked at the dead people who were covered in scattered and broken bricks, with suspicion and fear, not knowing that there was a dead beggar in the alley behind them.

......

"Amitabha, this ginkgo tree has grown for a hundred years, and the golden leaves have fallen countless times, and finally turned into soil and become nutrients for this tree. ”

In the backyard of the Pure Industry Temple, the Pure Industry is cleaning the golden yellow of the ground.

A tall figure slowly walked towards him, and at the same time, an indifferent voice came from the mouth of the comer.

"Amitabha, second senior brother. Jingye stopped what he was doing, looked at the comer, and saluted with one palm.

"Amitabha, I heard that the little junior brother's mood has fluctuated a lot recently, so the senior brother came to see you. ”

"Thank you for your concern, everything is fine. ”

Jingye calmly looked at the young monk who walked in front of him, half a head taller than him, and said softly. The monk holds a small rosary, his body is slender and thin, and the most striking thing is that he has no eyebrows. He is the second senior brother of the sweeping house, and his law name is clean dust.

"But I heard the disciples of the other rooms talking about you in private, I think the senior brother should be the most humble person in the temple, how can it cause the disciples of the other rooms to talk behind him. In fact, I am not the only one who has heard of it, but the other juniors in the room have also heard some of it. Jingchen showed a smile, like a spring breeze and a drizzle.

Jingye quietly listened to what his senior brother said, and then closed his eyes and opened the corners of his mouth slightly. "What did Senior Brother hear the other disciples say about me?"

"The junior brother is the last disciple to be admitted to the hospital in my Pure Industry Temple for several years, and the heart of the Buddha is praised by the hosts one after another. But in the past two days, I have heard that your heart is stained with earthly women, and you are devoted to everything. Jingchen walked behind Jingye, looked at the branches with gold leaves on his head, and said in a deep voice. As the second senior brother of the sweeping house, it is impossible for him to let other disciples talk about his junior brother behind his back. However, if the junior brother is really as they say, he will not be spared.

"All kinds of discussions, the hearts of the brothers are pure, this is the sin of the junior brothers. Jingye turned his back to Jingchen and was expressionless. After listening to Jingchen's words, Jingye put down the bamboo sweep in his hand, turned around with his hands and blamed himself. Jingye knew that his actions had been discovered by others, and he didn't think to hide it.

"So, this is true?" Jingchen looked back at Jingye, his browless face looking a little unhappy at the moment.

"Second Senior Brother, the monks are compassionate, and the junior brother just wants to seek the truth!" said Pure Karma fiercely and word by word.

"You are contaminated with karma! Cultivating Buddha is cultivating the mind, although your mind is praised by both master and uncle, but in my opinion, you are young after all. You still lack training, as a disciple of Buddhism, how can you be bound by the world!"

"I am a Buddha with compassion, crossing all sentient beings, and overcoming all suffering! If I don't set foot in mundane things, how can I be compassionate!"

"Little junior brother, how long have you been sweeping the fallen leaves in this backyard?" each fell silent, Jingchen picked up a golden leaf, and suddenly asked Jingye. The two of them said their own words, although there was no anger on their faces, but they both had their own emotions in their words. Jingchen was also slightly shocked in his heart, and the little junior brother would never refute what he said to him. But today's junior brother is obviously different from the past.

"Since the second year of entering the temple, I have taken over the matter of sweeping the backyard. Jingye looked at a golden leaf in Jingchen's hand, his eyes flashing.

"That's been four years, but you see that the apricot leaves on the ground, from budding to falling, have they changed because you clean them every day?"

"No, I didn't. Pure karma replied very simply.

"And do you know why?"

"Cause and effect reincarnation. ”

"Since you know that this is cause and effect, then there is also a definite cause and effect in the things in Chang'an City, why do you insist on stepping into the world and messing up your Buddha nature. Jingchen handed the gold leaf in his hand to Jingye and sighed. He didn't want these things to disturb the purity of Buddhism, and he didn't want his little junior brother to mess up the Buddha nature.

"Cause and effect... There must be a cause and an effect, second senior brother, I..."Jingye took the gold leaf, lowered his head and looked at the leaf in his hand, the golden color of the leaf is different from the golden yellow of the Buddha statue in the temple, but it looks more pleasant. Jingye repeated the word cause and effect in his mind, and his second senior brother was right, it is true that there is a cause to have an effect, and he can't change anything. Now that his hands are stained with blood, what will happen to him? Jingye wanted to say something, but was interrupted by an old voice as soon as he spoke.

"Jingchen, Senior Brother Tianli is looking for you to observe the Dharma, you go quickly. Jingchen was looking at Jingye who was about to say something with his head bowed, but before he could speak, another voice sounded.

The two of them looked at each other, and an old monk in a bright red robe was walking towards them. The two hurriedly stepped forward and clapped their palms together.

"Master. ”

"Amitabha, what are you still doing in a daze, don't go quickly, if you go too late, Senior Brother Tianli will punish you. The old monk looked at the two who bowed their heads to him, and first urged Jingchen.

Jingchen raised his head and answered, glanced at Jingye again, and hurriedly left, Uncle Tianli's punishment was really terrifying to him.

"Master, I..."

"Don't be nervous, just the two of us, talk slowly. After Jingchen left, Jingye suddenly knelt on the ground. The old monk smiled peacefully, picked him up and said slowly.

"Master... I've committed the killing vow again!" Jingye looked at the old monk and said guiltily. It's not the first time he's killed someone.