Dry mountains, ancient temples, dungeons.

Whoa......

A thick iron chain, nailed to the rock wall at one end and tied to a man's foot and neck at the other.

The closed space was dark, dark and damp, cold and abnormally cold, and there was a wooden barrel next to it that smelled of feces and urine, and sometimes the chirping of rats sounded.

Boom!

The door of the dungeon opened, and suddenly a beam of sunlight came through, and the dungeon had a slight light.

The man with the disheveled hair raised his head and squinted his eyes, and it took a long time for him to adjust to the stimulation of the sun.

The mute monk walked into the dungeon, came to Xie Zhen, and put down the wooden plate.

On the wooden basin, there was a bowl of rice, a few vegetables, and a bowl of cold water.

"Ahem, thank you......"

The skinny Xie Zhen, with a hoarse voice, unclothed, and his lips were cracked and purple from the cold, and he had already suffered from a severe cold and fever, and his body was curled up together, trembling non-stop.

The mute monk looked indifferent, only looked at Xie Zhen, then turned around and walked to the door, and slowly closed the door of the iron bucket.

Darkness came like a tidal wave, flooding the entire dungeon.

"Wait a minute......"

Xie Zhen stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to catch the fading sunshine, he was really good...... It's cold!

After a while, he let out a long sigh, engulfed in darkness.

In the dead silence, there was a chirping sound.

"Brother Rat, you are the only one who is willing to accompany me. ”

Xie Zhen laughed bitterly at himself, reached out to touch the rice, but touched a small fluffy animal that was feasting on it in the bowl.

Xie Zhen slowly withdrew his hand and sighed: "Brother Rat, you can eat, just leave some for me, anyway, I ...... I won't live long. ”

He traveled to the Kushan Temple, and planned to stay for three days before leaving, but he did not expect the treasure of the Kushan Temple to be suddenly stolen, and he was the only outsider, and he was immediately caught indiscriminately by a group of evil monks, and was thrown into the dungeon after being beaten several times, and it has been almost a month now.

Life is worse than death, it's like hell.

"Alas, I didn't expect that I was not eaten by the monsters, but died at the hands of a group of bald monks. ”

Xie Zhen was smashed on the head by the unjustified disaster, and all kinds of defenses were useless, and he experienced grievances, anger, struggles, depression, unwillingness, and despair, and now, there is only a stagnant calm in his heart.

When he was very sure that he was dying, his heart gradually calmed down, gave up the struggle, and accepted his fate!

Just wait for that moment to come.

"I don't have any relatives alive, I am homeless, and when I die, no one will bury me, erect a monument for me, pay tribute to me, and mourn my departure......"

Xie Zhen muttered to himself, boundless loneliness and loneliness, mixed in this darkness and coldness.

He suddenly remembered a poem that Shen Lian had said: "Why bury bones in the mulberry ground, life is full of green mountains." ”

Xie Zhen laughed miserably, and an inexplicable pride was born in his heart, "Brother Shen, you are really a free and easy person, I really want to drink another three hundred cups with you, and I have no regrets when I die!"

Just after that, there was a boom, and the door of the iron bucket suddenly opened!

A stout monk with an abominable face rushed in, and the rats fled into the crevices of the rock wall.

"Thief!"

Jueyuan was fierce and vicious, and kicked the wooden basin away.

Rice, greens, and cold water were scattered all over the floor.

Xie Zhen was half unconscious, raised his eyelids weakly, and then a big hand squeezed his neck violently and lifted him up.

The chains rattled.

"So far, you still don't recruit?" Jueyuan's expression was gloomy, hideous, and roared again and again.

Xie Zhen didn't say a word, he knew that it was useless for him to say anything.

"Jue Yuan, don't make mistakes. ”

At this time, behind Jueyuan, an old monk with a white beard walked in, looking kind and kind-eyed, and the Dharma was profound.

Xie Zhen suddenly had a trace of energy, thinking that this old monk seemed to be a reasonable person, and might help me.

"Lao Kongming is the abbot of Kushan Temple. Master Kong Ming waved his hand, and Jueyuan immediately put down Xie Zhen and retreated outside the door.

This was the first time Xie Zhen had seen Master Kongming, and there was a faint desire to survive in his heart.

Xie Zhen coughed violently a few times, and begged: "Abbot save me, I really didn't steal anything from this temple, please check it out." ”

Master Kong Ming smiled and said meaningfully: "After the treasure of the temple was stolen, the temple had to close the temple in order to prevent the thieves from escaping. ”

Xie Zhen was stunned, his expression twitched, and he laughed miserably: "So, you think it's me who did it." ”

Master Kong Ming squinted his eyes and sneered: "On the night that the treasure of the temple was lost, you said that you had been sleeping and had never left the room for half a step, but two monks saw you wandering around the temple that night, how do you explain this?"

Xie Zhen argued: "There is absolutely no such thing! I thought about it carefully, it should be that someone stole my clothes first, and then wore my clothes to commit the crime, so there was this misunderstanding." ”

"About your clothes. Master Kongming's expression was gloomy, and his eyes were full of fierce light, "We found it outside the courtyard wall. ”

Master Kong Ming magically took out a coat from under his wide robe and threw it on the ground, the coat was bulging and seemed to be wrapped in something.

Xie Zhen was suspicious, opened his coat, and saw a Buddhist shrine, opened it, and there was nothing inside.

"This is my clothes are good, but this Buddha shrine, I have never seen it......" Xie Zhen's face was difficult to look at, his mouth was dry, and he was a little speechless.

"Still quibbling!"

Master Kong Ming was furious, his expression was a little hideous, he slapped Xie Zhen in the face, snapped, and roared angrily: "It is clear that after you stole the Buddha Heart Gu, you didn't have time to climb out of the courtyard wall to escape, so you threw it outside the courtyard wall, and then went back to the room and pretended to sleep, right? Say, where did the Buddha Heart Gu go? Who is your accomplice?"

Xie Zhen shook his head with a miserable smile, his eyes full of despair.

Master Kongming's eyes were cracked: "The facts are there, the evidence is ironclad! You sneaked into the temple to steal, your accomplices were outside to answer, your plan succeeded, but you were caught!"

And your accomplice has also turned his back on you, and he deliberately left your clothes and shrine for self-evident purposes, isn't it just to put you to death?

Xie Zhen made a final plea: "Abbot, I have been studying the scriptures in the ancient temple for three days, and I often read the phrase 'monks are merciful', and I implore the abbot to show mercy and bypass me, a poor man, I, I really didn't steal......"

Master Kong Ming was furious, and spat at Xie Zhen's face: "Talk to me about compassion, do you know what compassion is?"

Let me tell you, the rich are not capricious, the powerful do not create evil, and the strong do not rot and kill, this is compassion!

Compassion is not for everyone, mercy is a privilege that belongs only to the strong!

When my Buddha was born, he pointed to the sky and the earth, saying, "Heaven and earth, I am the only one!" After I was born, my Buddha was able to walk, and when I walked, I could not bear to step on the ants on the ground.

This is the truth of compassion, when you are strong enough to look down on all living beings as ants, you will have compassion!

The Buddha is the first self-exalted, and then there is compassion!

And you, who have stolen my opportunity to have mercy, how can you tell me to give you mercy?"

A shocking remark made Xie Zhen stunned and dumbfounded, this is the so-called Buddha?!

"Jueyuan, I'll leave it to you, the great punishment is waiting!" Master Kong Ming was angry and threw his sleeves away.

Jueyuan sneered and entered the door, holding an iron tool like a vice in his hand, holding Xie Zhen's hand and pulling out his ten fingernails one by one.

The mournful screams were wrapped in the sound of chanting and echoing in the thousand-year-old temple.