Jueqing knew that there was no way out, and there was no place to go when he thought about it. I didn't have any friends other than the Yidao people, so I finally decided to rush to the Taoist temple where the Yidao people lived to make plans again.

Yidao people are a freewheeling person, and the so-called Taoist temple is now dilapidated. The government supports the speech of Buddhism, because it can better unite with the speech of Confucianism, brainwash everyone, better consolidate everyone's thoughts, and facilitate governance.

As for Taoism, the speech is very different from Confucianism and Buddhism, and the advocacy is not good at management, so it has been suppressed at all levels, and the situation has become more and more difficult. But Jueqing feels that Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism have their own truths. Although the theory does not make sense, they can learn from each other, understand each other, and then demonstrate their own ways. That's why he became close friends with the Yidao people.

Because he comes three or five times a year, Jueqing is also familiar with coming to this rarely inhabited barren mountain. Then in the moonlight, Jueqing found the broken Taoist temple in the mountain shade with vigorous skills.

This temple is very small, and the four walls have collapsed on two sides. The walls were overgrown with weeds, and the wood of the gate was rotten. Jueqing pushed open the door, and a piercing sound sounded, which spread far away in the quiet night.

Pushing the door in, it was a large incense burner, but it was empty, and there was a lot of rain from the rain that had rained a few days ago. The shaded part of the cyan stone road was already covered with moss, and it looked black under the moonlight. However, Jueqing was accustomed to this, and walked directly to the main hall, which was spotless. There was not a trace of dust on the incense case. Pick up a paper bag wrapped in yellow paper on the ground, take out nine sticks of incense, light it and insert it for Sanqing.

Without words, he respectfully withdrew from the main hall and came to the side hall, saying that it was a side hall if it sounded good, and it was a broken grass house if it was unpleasant. The previous side hall had almost collapsed, and it was later repaired with grass and earth, which looked a little nondescript from the outside.

Jueqing knew that Yidao people must have found themselves here, and they didn't come out to greet him just because he was lazy, but fortunately, neither of them paid much attention to human feelings. He went directly into the side hall, put away the burden given to him by the master, kicked the Yidao man who was sleeping on the bed, and then slept aside.

Tired, heartbroken, heartbroken. Jueqing came all the way, and the change of mental journey was extremely tortuous. Now next to him is his only remaining friend, he can finally take a solid rest, and then read the content of the baggage tomorrow, he is afraid that once he opens it, he will not be able to sleep tonight. It's better to rest well, nourish your spirit, and as for revenge, slowly figure it out.

Jueqing dreamed of the kind master again in his dream, and the master just told him to live well, and it was okay not to take revenge. Jueqing struggled and finally woke up, but he didn't know that his face was full of tears.

On the small cabinet next to the bed, there is also a bowl of steaming millet porridge. It quickly relieved his mind. After calming down, he drank porridge and came to the open space outside the Taoist temple, and found that Yidao was really waiting for him.

"Bald donkey, what's the matter, let's talk about it." Yidaoren was full of cynicism, but Jueqing clearly saw the hidden concern in his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel soft in his heart.

"I haven't been going anywhere since last night." Jueqing sighed and explained the truth of the matter.

"Your Buddhism is dirty, how good is my Taoism!" After listening to this series of stories, Yidao people sighed: "All things are negative yin and embrace yang, and they are impulsive and think they are peaceful." Sometimes, we understand the truth since childhood, but only after really experiencing it can we understand these essences! ”

"The same is true of the Buddha, who now wants to have something to do, and who knows the little ones, and uses convenience to subdue their hearts, which is to teach great wisdom. Amitabha! Jueqing folded his hands and bowed in the direction of the main hall.

"Bald donkey, from today onwards, settle down with me, a bald donkey, a Taoist priest, practicing together, isn't it a beautiful conversation?" Yidaoren comforted.

"Okay, but I'm going to go down the mountain in a while to see who killed my master." Jueqing agreed with this proposal very much, nodded, and then immediately thought of something: "After a while, which temple should suddenly develop, it should be, I can't remember the others, I only remember that the leader was a scar-faced monk." ”

When Yi Daoren heard this, "You and I cultivators, if you don't let go of the obsession in your heart, how can you concentrate on asking?" I'll go with you to get rid of this cause and effect, and then come back and concentrate on the practice. ”

Jueqing heard that this was a Yidao person who was afraid that something would go wrong with him and wanted to accompany him, so he didn't refuse.

Immediately went back to the room and took out the baggage, accompanied by Yidao people, and slowly opened it.

There were only two books, a letter, a stack of silver tickets, and a blue paw-shaped sign. In addition to that, there was a robe, and there was really nothing else.

These two books are: "Source" and "Tao". The two very thin hand-copied books, Jueqing didn't have the heart to read them now, and put them on the robe again. As for the stack of silver tickets, there are one hundred taels and one thousand taels, and the stack is so thick, it is conservatively estimated to be hundreds of thousands of taels. Jueqing didn't even look at it, and threw it directly to Yidaoren.

Yidaoren took it and accepted it very plainly, without saying anything, not at all happy or anything because of so much money.

As for the letter, it was slowly opened under Jueqing's trembling.

Apprentice,

From the day you brought the body back, I knew there would be such a day. Those two books are the secret of our Yunpu Temple. tells the real history that has been erased by the so-called famous and decent collectives. If you read it, you can completely destroy it, or pass it on in the future, in fact, the teacher doesn't want the truth to come to light, because once the truth is revealed, it will not necessarily be good for the people's lives. As the teacher knows, this is Yunpu Temple and our calamity. You are a variable, so you are left alone. As long as you live well, we don't expect you to avenge us, the world is already filthy, and there is no pure land for Buddhism. Only that dragon claw card, since the establishment of Yunpu Temple, has been passed down from generation to generation by abbot, but no one knows what the role is, you must not keep it and pass it on. Don't read or be sad, devote yourself to the Buddha, live well, be good.

This letter was not signed, it was extremely sloppy, Jueqing knew that this should be his master, and he was completely disappointed in this world!

He carefully put the letter away and placed it in his robe. I looked at the dragon claw card that the master said, and I don't know what place it is, it is not gold or jade, it is unusually warm.

Yidaoren stood up, looked at the sky, and pinched his fingers: "Tomorrow when you go down the mountain, you will know!" Bald donkey, you and I will go to the meeting together tomorrow! ”