Everything seemed to fall into a deathly silence.

Kou Basket'er's sword qi is so amazing.

Obviously, the people in the temple have been frightened.

After about a dozen breaths, an old voice finally sounded from inside the temple,

"The donor is here, I don't know what to do?"

With the sound of this old voice, there was a rush of footsteps, and soon, more than a dozen monks, old and young, walked out of the temple in one go.

They walked to the temple door.

Looking at the door that was split open by Kou Basket'er's sword, his expression showed a little anger and fear.

Seeing Kou Basket'er's sword just now, how could they not be afraid.

But the next moment, to the disbelief of these monks, Kou Basket reached out and took out a large stack of golden tickets from his sleeve.

He threw it away, and the golden tickets fell like fallen leaves.

Golden Ticket.

There are tickets issued by the Great Qin Imperial Court that can be exchanged for gold at an equivalent price.

That is, banknotes in a sense.

These golden tickets were sprinkled and floated all the way down in front of these monks.

"This money, pay for your door. ”

"Also, I'd like you to answer a question for me. ”

"If you can solve the doubts in my heart, all this money is yours. ”

Kou Basket said.

Hearing Kou Lan'er's words, these monks, young and old, glanced at each other.

And among them, some people subconsciously looked at the golden ticket on the ground.

But just one glance widened their eyes.

All of them are 10,000 taels of golden tickets!

There are dozens of them all over the ground!

I'm afraid it's not hundreds of thousands of taels of gold!

At this moment, their breathing was rapid.

All this money was saved by Kou Lan'er as a killer.

Kill a lot of killers in the Sword Pavilion.

Secretly inside, they are the killers of the Killing Sword Pavilion.

But on the surface, some of them have also married and had children.

even keep a concubine room and buy a farm house.

But Kou Basket is different.

He didn't pursue much.

His money.

I just kept saving.

But now, he wants to use the money to buy an answer.

It is said that monks can speak well.

I like to talk about big truths and fool people the most.

In that case, can they solve the doubts in his heart?

"Amitabha, what if the old man can't solve the doubts in the donor's heart?"

Looking at the golden ticket on the ground, among the monks, the old monk headed by him raised his head, looked at Kou Basket, and asked.

His expression was a little solemn.

"I don't know. ”

Kou Basket replied.

Hearing his answer, the old monk's face changed slightly.

He already understood what Kou Basket meant.

Tonight, if he can't solve Kou Lan'er's doubts, I'm afraid that if not, this Yuanjue Temple will be a river of blood!

The old monk's folded hands trembled slightly.

And beside him, there were several other monks, who also had a slight change in complexion.

"Host!"

A person beside the old monk said in a deep voice.

His gaze looked at Kou Basket deadly, and his face showed a fierce color.

But the old monk stopped him.

He couldn't see through the depth of Kou Basket'er.

Not even to mention these, with the sword just now, Kou Basket was definitely not something they could compete with.

"Doom!"

The old monk sighed in his heart.

Then his expression straightened, and he said to Kou Basket,

"Donor, can you let them leave, your doubts can be solved by the old man alone......"

But before the old monk's words could be finished, Kou Basket shook his head.

"I'd like to hear the answers from all of you. ”

His words fell, and he continued,

"That's what I wondered. ”

"Why I came into this world. ”

"And why do you want to exist in this world? ”

"What is the point of my existence in this world. ”

"Knowing that everything will become forever in the past with the past, in that case, what is the point of existing now?"

"Is it just for the past?"

Kou Lan'er's words fell, and among these monks, the expressions on their faces were slightly relaxed.

Then one of them couldn't help but smile and said.

"All the benefactor asks is where I came from and where am I going. ”

This doubt has existed since ancient times, and the Buddha has also doubted. ”

The answer is simple. ”

"The Buddha said, "I came from where I came from, and I went where I went. ”

"Existence itself is meaning. ”

"People, live in the moment. ”

"If the donor has a heart, he should pay more attention to his own side. ”

"Look at the people and things around you. ”

"That's what exists for. ”

"As for the past, everything will eventually pass. ”

"There's nothing wrong with that. ”

"But it is not precisely because everything will eventually pass that we should cherish the present. ”

"In life, there is never a lack of meaning. ”

"It's just a lack of an eye to find meaning. ”

"Ants are humble and steal their lives. ”

"Maybe in the donor's view, the life of an ant has no meaning, but the meaning of its life lies in its existence?"

"The poor monk didn't know who the benefactor was or why he came here. ”

But donors may wish to care more for their loved ones, or to help the poor and those in need. ”

"At that time, you will definitely find the meaning of life. ”

This person's words fell, and the surrounding monks couldn't help but nod.

It was the old monk who was the leader, and he was also smiling.

However, Kou Basket shook her head.

"You're saying a very good thing. ”

But it didn't solve my doubts. ”

"Everything you say is not what I want. ”

"Everything you say, in my eyes, is just a cloud of smoke. ”

"What is the meaning of relatives, friends, kindness, love, cruelty, sin, death?"

His words fell, and the monks standing at the door didn't know what to say for a while.

And at this moment, from inside the temple, another young and peaceful voice sounded,

"Amitabha. ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, there is no need to say more. ”

"He was born without a heart. ”

"What's the use of saying more? ”

With such words, two figures came out of the temple.

The first person is also a monk.

He looked very young and good-looking.

And behind him, followed by a long-haired woman dressed in cloth.

The woman's expression is beautiful and dusty, like a fairy in the sky.

The young monk walked out step by step and walked until he reached the door.

Then he clasped his palms together and bowed slightly towards Kou Basket,

"The poor monk Huijue has seen the benefactor. ”

With Huijue's movements, Zhai Ying, who was following behind Huijue, also clasped her palms together and bowed her head slightly.

The voice fell, and Hui Jue raised his head and smiled.

The donor's answer, in fact, the poor monk did not know. ”