"Stop it!"

It was still the Thai accent that annoyed me, but the middle breath was very strong, and I turned my head irritably: "Who?!" ”

Except for the warrior monk who had fainted, the other three warrior monks all stood up and bowed to the temple gate and shouted, "Master Kulai." ”

In front of the temple gate, under the shabby plaque, stood an old monk wearing a monk's robe and horns, the old monk's face was wrinkled like old bark, and a pair of small eyes exuded a fine light, although he looked old, but the look in those eyes made people think that he was extremely shrewd - or decisive.

"He's the Kulai Master." Tuoxin walked up to me and said.

The moment I saw him, I was seven points sure in my heart, the one who could make the four warrior monks so respectfully called is definitely not a small person, and the abbot of Kushu is in retreat, and the only thing that can make me think of it is the master of Kulai.

"Stop." Kulai said softly, and then no longer looked at the four warrior monks, the three warrior monks took the order, and did not look at me resentfully, but obediently lifted the fainted warrior monk and walked towards the temple.

This is the first time I haven't been stared at after a fight, and I was shocked by the fact that no matter who they used to fight with me, they hated me to the core, but these warrior monks didn't have the slightest emotion.

At the same time, the evaluation of Simianji Temple has also returned to normal.

Kulai turned sideways, gave way to the three warrior monks, and when he saw the seriously injured warrior monk, he frowned, stretched out his body and touched it, his face softened, and said: "It's just a small injury, it doesn't move the muscles and bones, you carry him to your room first, and I will personally heal him later." ”

Personally? I looked at Kulai in amazement, and I had the impression that none of these big men had a nose higher than his eyes, and how could he stoop over to be a janitor to treat his injuries?

The three warrior monks didn't even show a flattered look, but seemed to have become accustomed to it, and just glanced at Master Kulai gratefully, and nothing else.

After the warrior monks left, Kulai turned his attention back to us.

He held his robe in both hands, revealing his yellow monk shoes, and carefully walked down the stairs slowly, his face was flat: "Chinese Maoshan Taoist Han Shui, flying corpse Yang Chun, Lushan Xu Xiaomeng...... There is also Tuoxin, the son of the mourning state. ”

I wasn't too surprised that Master Kulai told us where we came from, and when I finally saw this big man, I wouldn't be so stupid and arrogant as not to give him face, so I bowed down very seriously and performed a Chinese etiquette to him, neither humble nor arrogant, and then said: "Exactly, the younger generation has seen Master Kulai." ”

Tuoxin also saluted seriously.

Kulai's gaze swept back and forth between the few of us: "Come to Simian Temple, what is the matter?" ”

"For the sake of ...... Homicide. ”

Liu Daohong's shadow swirled in my mind, and I was silent for a long time, and finally said these two words with a hint of hatred.

"Buddhism is based on compassion and does not kill."

Kulai's gaze skipped me and looked at Takushin: "What about you?" ”

Tuoxin didn't expect Kulai to ask him this question, so he didn't know how to answer for a while, scratched his little head in embarrassment, and then said hesitantly: "Revenge?" ”

"The six Mahayana degrees of Buddhism, generosity, precepts, forbearance, diligence, meditation, and wisdom, neither of you can reach one place, and I can't find a reason to help you." Kulai retracted his gaze, shook his head, and was about to leave.

"Wait," Yang Chun said loudly, "why don't you ask me?" ”

Kulai stopped: "You are an evil thing. ”

"Are zombies evil?" Yang Chun laughed, "I haven't killed anyone, I haven't sucked blood, I died for love hundreds of years ago, I got the help of nobles, and I became a flying corpse after a hundred years, I have never hurt others, but I have always been regarded as evil by you, what is the reason?" ”

Everyone present was stunned by Yang Chun's words.

I looked at Yang Chun, and at this time, his face was rarely not frivolous and angry, but very calm, and he didn't seem to feel any injustice when others called him an evil thing.

But he just spoke out about the injustice.

Kulai was stunned for a long time, and then suddenly laughed out loud: "Okay, what a little guy, I didn't expect that the poor monk had been participating in Zen meditation for many years, and he thought that all beings were equal, but now it seems that I am still far, far away from Mahayana." ”

Yang Chun's face did not show any joy because of Kulai's words, but asked seriously: "Now, you can ask me the same question." ”

Kulai also retracted his laughter and asked equally seriously: "Why did you come to Simian Temple?" ”

"In order to save people," replied Yang Chun, "Liu Daohong of Laoshan in China has done a lot of evil and kidnapped my wife's flying corpse Xiaoyu, as far as we know, Liu Daohong may have controlled Xiaoyu, and if we don't stop him quickly, there may be many innocent lives killed by them." ”

After hearing this, Kulai reached out and touched his chin, which did not have much beard, thoughtfully.

"You have a good heart."

Kulai turned around, walked up the stone steps again, and returned to the gate of the temple on the four sides: "But I can't help you. ”

"Why?" I asked reluctantly.

After going through so many difficulties and obstacles, I finally found Simian Temple, met this big man, and even answered his fucking questions, but in exchange for not helping.

"Why don't you help?"

"Because...... You killed Nichkhun. ”

We were shocked by Kulai's words, and the three of us looked at each other, and Takushin explained, "Kulai was not killed by us!" ”

Yang Chun also said: "He was killed by Liu Daohong's minions, and we were by his side when he died." ”

Kulai shook his head: "But that's not what our spies said, let alone ......"

Kulai's gaze stayed on Tuoxin: "He is the head lowering master." ”

Tuoxin's face changed suddenly.

I didn't look at him, my eyes were fixed on Kulai: "Is it too one-sided to conclude that we killed people based on the spies' words?" ”

Kulai still had that expression: "If we were such a person, you would have died when you were in the Ten Thousand Poisons Forest, and there would be no such thing as breaking into the temple today." ”

"The spies reported that the night Nichkhun received you, he was attacked by the Descending Division, led by the Son of the Lost State."

"But ......"

"Needless to say, before the matter is clear, Simianji will not kill you, but it will not accept you, you can choose to wait outside the temple, and when the water comes out, you can also choose to leave and do what you want."

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Today, a book friend found that the name of Xu Jinglei in chapter 117 is Xu Xinglei, even if he found out that he forgot to correct it, he felt that the name Xu Jinglei was more suitable after writing that day, so he changed it, but I forgot to change it before, I'm so embarrassed~ Thank you for bringing it up, even if it has been changed, if you see any typos or problems in the future, you can leave a message in the book review area, even if you will read each one carefully.

Fuzhou failed to enter the winter four times before, and it was still 30 degrees Celsius in December, but today it finally succeeded in winter, and the friends in the south should pay attention to keeping warm~