Chapter 39: The Buddha
Outside the gate of Yizhuang, Shen Wanquan's expression was calm, but his heart was extremely nervous, and his back was soaked.
He was worried that Lin Yuanshang would find out something.
However, after Lin Yuanshang walked out of Yizhuang, he didn't say anything and left directly.
That's it...... Let's go?!
"Find a grave and bury the body. Before leaving, one of the servants said to the county magistrate.
You can imagine how wonderful the expressions of the people were at that time.
"These people from the family are really peculiar, you can't guess it with common sense!" Seeing the group leave, Wang Fugui and his father were speechless, shaking his head and sighing.
A false alarm!
Shen Wanquan looked strange for a while, and suddenly became ecstatic, and after returning home, he told Shen Lian about the matter.
Shen Lian was also speechless for a while, he didn't expect it to be like this.
Yes, who would have thought that this life and death catastrophe would be so easy to fool through, and many of the backhands that had been painstakingly prepared before were not even used.
Then he went to Yizhuang, and after seeing the corpse, he figured out that Lin Yuanshang didn't care about the death of Lin Yuanshou and Lin Xiuping at all, he came for the Gu in the corpse.
"After the Gu Master dies, the Gu will also decline, and after a long time, the void will also collapse and cease to exist. Until then, as long as the Gu doesn't die, it can be obtained by other Gu masters. ”
In the small courtyard, Mo'er sat opposite Shen Lian and said softly: "The people of the family value Gu more than everything else, including family affection.
This Lin Yuanshang is also a foreigner, and it is inevitable that he will have enmity in the struggle for power and profit, and he still has some festivals with Lin Yuanshou, so he naturally will not delve into the cause of Lin Yuanshou's death, and he may still be happy to see it.
Compared with this, Lin Yuanshang cares more about what he can get from this trip.
Listening to your description of the smile on his face when he left, he should have gotten a Gu that hasn't died yet, otherwise, he might find some excuse to extort a sum of money before leaving. ”
Shen Lian breathed a long sigh of relief.
At that time, he was worried that the family would find out what would happen after they came, so he didn't move the Gu in the corpse, thinking about it at the moment, it was still right to do so, the Shen family escaped death and survived the catastrophe again!
Moreover, he didn't get nothing, in addition to refining into an iron jade Gu, he also got a treasure for a special yin person, the Heart Eating Gu.
The only trouble is that this Gu feeds on people's hearts, and it has to get a heart's heart to feed it every half month.
To sum up, this was the first confrontation between Shen Lian and the Gu Master, and the danger, treachery, and indescribable words made him see the tip of the iceberg in the Gu Master world.
"Mo'er, what are your plans next?"
The corpse of Li'er in Yizhuang is a nameless corpse that died in the wilderness, and the real Mo'er is completely free after this catastrophe.
"Hui Gongzi, Mo'er is also an orphan and homeless, you are my savior, Mo'er is willing to obey your arrangement. If you don't dislike Mo'er, Mo'er is willing to serve you for the rest of your life. Mo'er knelt on the ground, lowered her head, and said very seriously.
Shen Lian squinted slightly, raised his hand weakly, and said, "Are you sure you want to do this?" I can give you a sum of money to let you live a free and easy life, why bother being a slave and a slave." ”
Mo'er knelt firmly on the ground: "Mo'er is helpless, I am willing to ask my son to take him in!"
Shen Lian was silent for a moment and said, "In that case, then you can stay with me and start over." However, you can't call Mo'er by the name anymore, just change your name to Bailing, how about it? May the rest of your life be as happy as a lark. ”
Mo'er was overjoyed and said with tears in her eyes: "Thank you Gongzi for giving me the name, and from now on the slave will be Gongzi's lark." ”
At this time, Sun Yuanxiang came.
Bai Ling retired with interest.
"Uncle!"
Shen Lian got up and helped Sun Yuanxiang sit down.
Sun Yuanxiang's health recovered well, and when he sat down, he squinted his eyes and left, and sighed meaningfully: "Big boy, it's too dangerous to keep this woman!"
Shen Lian understood the meaning of these words, and he was persuading him to kill people and kill his mouth.
And Bai Ling has been under Lin Yuanshou for three years, and her mind is definitely not as simple as it seems, she knelt down and begged Shen Lian to take her in, which was clearly a well-thought-out method of self-preservation.
In fact, if Bai Ling showed the slightest intention to leave just now, Shen Lian would immediately kill the killer and kill her.
Shen Lian sighed and said, "Uncle, in a few days, I will set off for Ronghua City and officially enter the circle of Gu masters." Bai Ling is well-informed, and I need a talent like her around me. ”
"It's good that the eldest prince knows it, I'll just remind you. Sun Yuanxiang thought about it, and then stopped persuading, mainly because he felt that the eldest prince had a high mind and would not even be able to control a woman.
Shen Lian nodded, glanced at the birdcage hanging under the eaves, and played with the taste: "Only the lark in the cage will sing the blue sky and white clouds, and I believe that there is poetry and distance." ”
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Dry mountain, the mountain is majestic, majestic and grandiose.
This mountain, located in the north of Ronghua City, is backed by Weishui, and is in and out of the traffic arteries, and the geographical advantage is unique.
There is an ancient temple on the mountain, called Kushan Temple.
In the ancient temple, there are more than 200 monks of all sizes, far away, you can hear the sound of Lang Lang Buddha, the mighty and powerful, make people listen to the soul of tranquility a lot.
"Good mountain, good water, good temple!"
Xie Zhen traveled here, looking up at the dry mountain in front of him, and only felt that the weather was myriad.
Rao is that he has traveled the mountains and rivers for many years, has seen a lot of knowledge, and has also been conquered by the wonders of the dry mountains, and is amazed.
Not long after, Xie Zhen entered the ancient temple, and looked at it, the temple was brick by brick, simple and heavy, the vicissitudes of time, and the atmosphere of thousands of years of precipitation was pressing, which made people feel awe-inspired.
"I wonder if I can spend the night here?" Xie Zhen asked a monk with a gentle smile.
The monk replied: "Donor, there is a rule in this temple, any layman who comes here can stay and eat for free for three days, but he must offer no less than five taels of incense money to my Buddha." ”
Xie Zhen touched his pocket, couldn't help but be embarrassed, and said with a wry smile: "The bag is shy, only two taels." ”
The monk thought for a moment and said, "You wait here, I'll go and ask the abbot." ”
Xie Zhen thanked again and again.
After a while, the monk went and returned, and said: "The abbot said that there are more vacancies in the Zen room in the temple, and the donor can eat and stay for three days, but the temple only has coarse tea and light rice, please have a psychological preparation." ”
Xie Zhen never cared about this, and hurriedly offered only two taels of silver, and then the monk led him into a meditation room, and told the rules of the temple, those places can go, those places can't go, etc.
After the monk walked away, Xie Zhen glanced at the meditation room and found that there were many classics on the shelves.
This is Xie Zhen's first contact with Buddhist scriptures, and he can't help but be deeply attracted by Buddhist concepts such as "Pudu sentient beings get rid of the sea of suffering", "persuading people to be good", and "reincarnation of cause and effect".
Unconsciously, three days passed in a flash.
In the abbot's room, Master Kongming, with a snow-white beard, sat cross-legged on the futon, closed his eyes to recuperate, pinched the Buddha beads in his hands, and squirmed his lips up and down.
That's it!
There was a creak, and the door was pushed open.
"Master, Master, Master......"
The person who came was a stout monk with a fierce face, who seemed to stutter a little.
"Jueyuan, what's going on so flustered?" Master Kong Ming asked without opening his eyes.
Monk Jueyuan held back for a long time before he finished his sentence: "Buddha Heart Gu, suddenly glowed!"
"What?!"
Master Kong Ming opened his eyes violently, shooting out a terrifying light, his expression changed drastically, and the calm and calm just now disappeared in an instant, and he hurriedly got up and rushed towards the Treasure Pavilion.
Rumble!
The moment you open the door of the Treasure Pavilion, the room is full of splendour, as if the real Buddha has descended, shining brightly, sacred and great!
The light came from inside a Buddhist shrine.
Master Kong Ming rushed over and hugged the Buddha shrine at once, his expression was extremely complicated, there was shock, horror, and a little anger and jealousy.
"The awakening of the Buddha's heart Gu means that there is a Buddha around, and a Buddha is about to be born in the Buddha Gate. ”
Master Kongming's expression was uncertain, the brilliance in his eyes was changing rapidly, the wind and rain were like obscurity, he hugged the Buddha shrine and did not relax, and after a while, he suddenly laughed miserably.
"Why? Buddha Heart Gu, I have been raising you for more than 50 years, feeding you with blood every day, chanting sutras and reciting Buddha for you every day, and persevering, but you have always refused to agree that I am a Buddha, where am I not worthy of you? ”
"Good! good!"
Master Kongming's expression was hideous, distorted like a demon, revealing a bit of madness.
"Don't blame me for being unrighteous if you are unkind! I will kill every Buddha you have chosen until you are refined by me! You belong only to me!"
Master Kong Ming turned his head suddenly, "Jueyuan, who has ever been close to the Treasure Pavilion today?"
Jueyuan thought for a while, and said viciously: "Fa Neng, he is on duty today, come in and clean up." ”
"Fa Neng, is that little monk who has only been here for a month? Well, he does have a good understanding and a deep Buddha relationship, but it's a pity that ......"
Master Kong Ming sighed indifferently, made a look, swiped his hand in front of his neck, Jueyuan comprehended, nodded, and then turned around and walked out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with a murderous face.
When I went out, my nose was sour, and I actually bumped into a big monk who was sweeping the floor.
Jueyuan was startled, rubbed the bridge of his sour nose, and looked closely, it turned out to be a mute monk.
This person was poisoned and dumb in his early years, homeless, and was taken in by the abbot in the temple, responsible for carrying water and sweeping the floor.
The mute monk bowed his head and swept the floor as if the whole world had nothing to do with him.
Jueyuan didn't know if the conversation he had just had with the master was heard by the mute monk, whether it had been leaked, but after thinking about it, even if the mute monk heard it, who else could he say to him?
So, Jueyuan only glared at the mute monk, then walked away quickly, took a rope, and walked to the room of the magic energy.
Fa Neng is a young monk, only seventeen years old, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, eyes like torches, seeing Jueyuan standing outside the door with a rope in his hand, he was stunned for a few seconds, and said curiously: "Uncle, you are ......?"
Jueyuan sneered, stepped into the door, closed the door with his backhand, and then suddenly put the rope around Maneng's neck and tightened it fiercely.
There was a fierce whining in the room, mixed with the sound of benches falling to the ground and tea bowls shattering, and after a few moments, everything fell silent.