Chapter 75: The Old Past
"It's poisoned ......," Yuna looked at the corpse.
"What poison?"
"I don't know...... Yun'er secretly glanced at Kong Xuan, and saw Kong Xuan's fists clenched, "Master Kong Xuan, you better go back to the house and rest for a while, your injuries are not completely healed......"
"No problem...... The poor monk wants to accompany the master more here. You don't have to worry about me. ”
"I'll be with you." Cai'er said, "Sister, go back first." ”
"Good ......"
Yuna did not go directly to the room, but went to the old monk's room.
The old monk's room was simple, except for the necessities of life. There is no other frills.
There was a bookshelf in the house, and Yun'er looked at one by one and found a different one among a pile of Buddhist scriptures.
It's a diary.
Yuna opened it.
With the words in her diary, she seemed to go back to that rainy night six years ago.
I don't know what season it is, or what time it is.
A young man cloaked in moonlight slapped on the gate of the Meditation Temple.
The old monk had already fallen asleep and was woken up by the sound of a knock on the door. He looked at the heavy rain outside, and thought in his heart that he was the one who wanted to hide from the rain. Hurriedly put on shoes and socks, put on a coat, and went out of the house with an oil-paper umbrella.
At this time, the temple was even more dilapidated than it is now, and the old monk opened the wooden door. I saw a teenager with a machete in his hand.
The moment he saw the old monk, the young man finally couldn't hold on, and his strong body had reached its limit. He fainted.
The old monk put his arm on his shoulders and helped him back to his room.
When he arrived at the room, the old monk picked up the lamp.
The boy's clothes were stained with blood, blurred by the rain.
The old monk was kind-hearted and did not want to guess the source of the blood stains on the young man's body.
The boy's forehead was hot, and he should have a fever.
The old monk knew a little about medical books, so he treated the young man according to his own methods. The young man was sick for more than ten days, and the old monk was taking care of him.
The old monk hid his machete and gave him new clothes.
Later, the boy woke up, but he had amnesia.
The old monk felt that this was a gift from the Buddha to the youth.
"Your name is Kong Xuan, and you have stayed in this temple with me since I was a child." The old monk said so.
The boy believed it too. Although he doesn't remember things, he hasn't forgotten martial arts. The old monk didn't know martial arts, so he could only lie to him and say that he was taught by his deceased uncle.
The old monk began to teach the empty Xuan to grow flowers and medical science.
The boy also asked why he wasn't bald.
"You didn't want to shave before...... said that your father and mother would come to pick you up. The old monk said.
The teenager is very smart. Got it right away. Their family was poor, and his father and mother couldn't afford to support him, so they gave him to the temple. After so many years, if I wanted him, I would have come to pick him up a long time ago.
He said that he had a serious illness and saw it thoroughly. To really be a monk.
So the old monk shaved him.
A year passed like this, and the boy didn't think of anything. There was not the slightest doubt that he had grown up in the Meditation Temple.
"Kong Xuan is not a difficult child, he is also a criminal?!" Yuna was taken aback. Frightened, he took two steps back, and a cold sweat broke out on his body, "There are still human lives on your body?" "Obviously such a person who loves Buddha and has a loving heart......
Yuna then looked back.
A year after the boy came, another man came.
At that time, there were only four monks in the temple.
The man was covered in wind and dust, and his eyes were full of sadness.
He asked if he could become a monk here. The old monk agreed.
He was shaved.
He doesn't want a Dharma name. Only said that his surname was "Zhou".
One day after he came, a pilgrim came to the temple and donated a lot of money to the temple.