After picking up the last bit of rice, Yi Shuyuan put down the dishes and chopsticks.

When Shi Sheng picked up the dishes and chopsticks to clean up, he wiped the bottom of the bowl with his hand, and suddenly a stream of water vapor filled the room, washing away the small amount of food left in the bowl and on the chopsticks.

Seeing that the master didn't blame, Shi Sheng hurriedly put the dishes and chopsticks into the back box.

Yi Shuyuan picked up the "Danshu Wonderful", put it in his sleeve, and then got up and walked to this guest house courtyard.

"Master, where are you going?"

"Go to the temple."

"I'll go too!"

Shi Sheng shouted, and hurriedly trotted to follow.

Although Yi Shuyuan had not heard of Xiangshan Zen Monastery before, it was obvious that it must have a high status in the northwest of Suzhou, just by looking at the scale of the temple.

The guest house area where Yi Shuyuan lives is only one part of the guest area, and there are two other guest houses.

It seems that there are not many pilgrims when they come, and even the monks don't see much, but there are a lot of people who stay in the guest house, but it should be just a meal.

This will Yi Shuyuan take Shi Sheng to walk in the temple, and he saw many pilgrims and monks passing by one after another, and he knew where the dining hall was from the direction of the visitor.

"Master, look over there!"

Shi Sheng pointed to a person in the distance, a monk walking from the dining hall to be exact.

This monk was different from the other monks of the Xiangshan Monastery, wearing a monk's robe that was so old that it was even a little torn, and there were some patches on it.

A string of beads the size of a large walnut hung on his body, each one black and shiny, and barely swaying when he walked.

The calves that do not cover the hem of the robe can be seen with obvious leggings.

The monk seemed to have words in his mouth, and he didn't know if he was reciting the scriptures, and he didn't squint without distractions, just moving forward.

And when this monk walked by, one or two or a few people also passed in the same direction, and these people were either dressed in animal skins or gorgeous clothes, and they all looked at the monk intentionally or unintentionally.

It seems that the curiosity of other pilgrims is almost the same, but in Yi Shuyuan's eyes, the qi of these people is still very different from that of ordinary people, and that evil qi is especially conspicuous in the land of Buddhism.

This situation made Yi Shuyuan stop for a moment, and the monk passed by him, and the voice in his mouth was also heard clearly.

It's not an esoteric scripture, it's just a few words being recited over and over again.

"My Buddha is compassionate, my Buddha is compassionate, my Buddha is compassionate."

Yi Shuyuan looked back at the monk's distant back, and there was obviously a place to stay in that direction.

Another monk passed by, and Yi Shuyuan stepped forward to ask.

"This master, may I ask if the master who just passed by was ordained in this temple?"

The monk looked at Yi Shuyuan, and then looked in the direction he was pointing.

"Oh, that's definitely not, just look at the clothes, it must be a monk who came from the traveling side, this is also a common thing, some are temporarily eating and staying in this temple for a few days, and some even want to rely on it, I don't know what kind of person this one is."

The monk said with his hands folded and bowed, and then left, now there are many people in Xiangshan Zen Temple, not every monk knows who is staying in the guest.

"Sir, I just said that the people in the canteen are them."

Gray Mian's voice sounded in his ears, and Yi Shuyuan glanced around, knowing who it was referring to.

"Master, are they going for the monk?"

"Eight or nine is not far from ten."

Walking steadily and sucking the ground, hanging iron Buddha beads on his body, he obviously has a bad breath, but he really has a trace of Buddha energy.

Yi Shuyuan pulled Shi Sheng to the side, and before he knew it, he turned into the wind and blew forward.

The monk had apparently realized something, and he just chanted compassion and kept moving forward, apparently not really going to the guest house or the monk's house, but kept walking in the direction of the back mountain.

When I arrived here, many of them were Buddhist temple buildings that were being expanded but had not yet been completed, not to mention the pilgrims, and even the monks in the temple did not come, and the group of people following behind the monks became extremely obvious.

Arriving at the courtyard wall behind the Xiangshan Zen Temple, the monk paused, and then jumped directly and climbed out with his hand on the wall.

"Don't let him run!" "Keep up!"

A group of people no longer pretended, and jumped up to the courtyard wall, all of them jumped out of the courtyard wall and chased after them.

A gust of wind lingered in the backyard and then blew out of the temple and towards Aizan.

And at this moment, in Xiangshan, the monk is running rapidly in front, and a group of people in the rear are chasing after him with fast speed, and the speed of both sides is extremely fast, and they have rushed up into Xiangshan.

"Woohoo. Woohoo"

The mountain wind whistled in the monk's ears, and he still chanted in his mouth.

"My Buddha is compassionate, my Buddha is compassionate"

It was the time when the sun was setting, and when I entered the mountains, it was as if the sky was speeding up and becoming dark.

The two waves of people in front and behind were stepping on the snow and leaving countless footprints, and someone shouted loudly in the back.

"Ding Feixiong, you can't run-" "Block him-"

There were even people who flew out of the hidden weapon directly at this moment, but they were easily dodged by the monk in front.

After about half an hour of chasing, the snow around him was getting thicker and thicker, and the monk suddenly stopped running after running into a mountain col.

There were more than a dozen people chasing behind him, and at this moment, they scattered around, and some people went around to block the monk's way.

"My Buddha is merciful, the poor monks have fled to Dayong, why should you work hard to force each other?"

The monk folded his hands and recited the Buddha's sound, but he saw that the chaser in the lead smiled.

"Yes, who would have thought that you, Ding Feixiong, would have become what you are now, and you wouldn't think that being a fake monk would really cut off the fate of the earth, right?"

Someone next to him said in a softer voice.

"Ding Daxia, since you have decided not to ask about the world, then hand over Guiyuan Gong and Guiyuan Dan, whether you love to be a monk or love to live in seclusion and pastoral is up to you!"

"Yes, as long as you do so, we will let you go, and we will not disturb you in the future!"

The monk folded his hands and passed through the beads on his chest.

"Ding Feixiong is a thing of the past, I can give you Guiyuan Gong, but Guiyuan Dan is long gone, I hope you donors can let me go!"

"Where did Guiyuan Dan go?" "How can I practice Guiyuan Gong without Guiyuan Dan?"

"Don't talk nonsense, hand over Guiyuan Gong first!" "Do you believe him when he says that?"

The monk slowly looked up.

"My Buddha is merciful, and the poor monk doesn't want to break the killing vow."

"Most of his skills have been wasted, catch him first!" "Up—"

Most of the people around rushed over at this moment, a few jumped up, and a few sprinted through the snow.

The green tendons on the monk's body burst out, and his folded hands suddenly expanded outward, pulling the Buddha beads on his chest to the limit.

The next moment, the beads collapsed? , the iron Buddha beads shot like cannonballs around.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom" "Boom".

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang", "Bang".

The rushing warriors didn't even have time to react, they were pierced by the iron Buddha beads, and some even exploded directly in their heads, the red and white things shattered all over the place, and the nearby snow was dyed red with blood.

"Ho-ho, ah-" "Run-"

A few people who didn't come forward screamed in surprise and fled one after another.

"Ding Feixiong, your martial arts are not wasted at all"

"I, the Buddha, have mercy and send you to hell."

At the moment when the leader was frightened, the monk had already stepped on the snow behind him, and hit him with a palm, but the latter had already been hit in the back of the heart before he had time to parry, and the whole person was beaten into the snow and did not move.

"My Buddha is merciful, don't create any more evil"

The monk had already reached the other person, who drew a soft sword and swung it wildly, ushering in a flying Buddha bead.

"When~"

The soft sword just blocked it and twisted, and the Buddha bead pierced his heart with a "bang~".

The monk's Buddha voice had now become a talisman, and the few remaining fleeing people were horrified whenever they heard it, and after only a few moments, there was no second person left.

"My Buddha is compassionate."

The monk folded his hands and recited a Buddha sound, walked to the corpses step by step, and found out the iron Buddha beads that had been hit nearby or embedded in the corpses one by one, and soon filled his hands.

"You don't believe the words spoken by the poor monks, but you believe some hearsay"

"May you be liberated from hell soon, I Buddha is merciful!"

Greed can blind people's minds and make people lose their minds, and the greed of others can also lead to the death of innocent people.

Thinking of this, the monk looked at the blood Buddha beads in his hands, stood in place for a long time and did not move, but his mouth kept moving, and it was still not a long list of Buddhist scriptures, that is, the words "My Buddha is compassionate".

After a while, the monk washed the beads in the snow, put them in the monk's bag and left.

In a gust of wind, Yi Shuyuan and Shi Sheng showed their figures, Shi Sheng had one eye open and the other eye closed, although he was a little afraid to look at the corpse, but he did not avoid it.

"Sir, you don't think he's suitable, do you? He's not even a real monk."

"Naturally not, it's just that this body of martial arts is obviously not available to idle people, but he seems to want to be a real monk."

Yi Shuyuan looked at the corpses all over the ground, dying in this kind of place, most of them were about to become lonely ghosts.

The breeze rose again, Yi Shuyuan took Shi Shenghua into the wind and left, and although the mountains seemed to be quiet, there were already some animals hiding in the dark and smelling the smell of blood in the gradually falling night, but they didn't dare to approach for the time being.

The monk returned to the Xiangshan Monastery again, and as if nothing had happened, he returned to the monk's house that had been arranged.

The place where the monk lives and the ordinary pilgrims will still try to distinguish it, and this monk lives next to a part of the monks of the Xiangshan Zen Temple.

But at about the same moment, outside the abbot's meditation room, a long-bearded monk appeared here.

The abbot in the meditation room seemed to be aware of it, turned his head to look outside, and suddenly showed surprise, and quickly got up and bowed down to the Buddha.

"Master Teriri!"

The monk outside the meditation room was the one who had gone to find Yi Shuyuan before.

"That wandering monk is a murderer, he can't be left, send someone to report to the official after being driven out of the temple!"

"Disciple knows!"

The abbot bowed again, and when he looked up, he could no longer see the monk outside the door.

——

It was a solitary room with an oil lamp lit.

The monk used a fine hemp rope to restring the iron Buddha beads, and the sound of footsteps outside the door made him move.

"Knock knock~"

A monk knocked on the door and gently pushed open the hidden door.

"This senior brother, the abbot said, you have been living in the temple for many days, it's time to leave."

"Won't the abbot take me in?"

"Master Abbot just said that he asked Senior Brother to leave tomorrow!"

After speaking, the monk bowed and turned to leave, only the monk in the room sighed.

(End of chapter)