A cool breeze blows, and the red leaves of Qixia Mountain roll down.

Su Yang will see Qixia Temple, a thousand-year-old temple, solemn and solemn, but as the pilgrims leave, the green smoke and incense on it have also faded a lot, Su Yang and Yan Ruyu walked around Qixia Mountain for a while, only watching the scenery, and only when the sky was about to darken, the two began to walk down the mountain.

Forty-eight views of Jinling City, although the Qixia Scenic Spot has not been appreciated, only in the mountains, Su Yang feels that the name is well deserved.

"Taoists say that the Lingtai is square, and Buddhism says that all monks at home practice, but in this kind of fairy mountain scenery, people's hearts are naturally open, which is really helpful for cultivation. ”

Su Yang said with emotion.

Although there are many traces of cultivators in the world, more often they live in seclusion in the mountains.

It is easy to know, it is difficult to believe, it is easy to believe, it is difficult to do the way, it is difficult to do morality, it is difficult to get the way, it is easy to get the way, it is difficult to keep the way, and the length of the body is also inches.

In this paragraph, it is said that the path of cultivation is difficult, and the most difficult thing is to keep the path and keep the spiritual platform pure.

In the world, if you want to keep the Tao without losing it, and the spiritual platform is always pure, you must eliminate the nine kinds of difficulties, food and clothing persecution, respect for the elders, wife and daughter entanglement, fame and fortune entanglement, calamity, and the restraint of mediocre teachers, discussion mistakes, slack will, and time is wasted, so that you can have an understanding of cultivation, and only then can you keep the path without losing it, and take a few more steps on the road to eternal life.

In such a magnificent mountain scenery as Qixia Mountain, Su Yang felt that many thoughts passed by the wind, making his thoughts more and more pure.

"In Qixia Temple, it is indeed possible to cultivate a virtuous monk......"

Su Yang recalled the monk he met in Qixia Temple, and before he could finish his sentence, he heard a scream in the red maple forest, crying: "Kill someone......"

This voice is quite like the fat man who doesn't pay for it on the mountain of Qixia Temple.

Su Yang's heart moved, his figure flickered, and he walked towards the place where Shi Cai made a sound.

In the back of the fat man, a monk holds a knife in his hand, walks steadily, always hangs behind the fat man, and from time to time catches up and cuts a knife, just like a cat playing with a mouse.

This monk is the monk who had a conflict with Qian Fatzi in Qixia Temple before.

"The Buddha spares his life, the Buddha spares his life......"

Qian Fat Man was hit by many knives in the back, but he didn't dare to slow down at all, roared twice, and didn't see anyone come to help, Qian Fat Man could only beg for mercy from the monk Yiren, crying: "I shouldn't have a conflict with you, it's me who is wrong, I will buy incense when I turn around, I will incense in Qixia Temple, and burn ...... to all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in Qixia Temple."

"Whew!"

A forbearance monk slashed with a knife, is splitting the heart of the fat man, this knife is a fatal knife, after the split, the fat man suddenly felt weak limbs, lying on the ground all of a sudden, full of fiery maple leaves, convulsions, feeling that the body is rapidly getting colder, and the eyes are also darkening.

"You don't have to burn incense with the Bodhisattva, you just need to burn incense for yourself. ”

The monk looked at the lying body of the fat man and scolded angrily: "Do you really think that Lao Tzu sells incense in Qixia Temple?"

Qian Fat Man couldn't say anything anymore, and could only feel that the maple leaves on the ground seemed to be very warm.

"Whoosh......"

The sound of breaking the air was like a whistle, and a maple leaf flew deep in the dense forest.

The monk was keenly aware of it, turned around, and slashed at the oncoming maple leaf, the maple leaf naturally shattered, but the monk was lifted up by the power contained in the maple leaf, until he hit the maple tree, and the shocked fallen leaves fell down, only to feel the strength of the rest.

Looking up, there seems to be a shadow coming this way, when the sky is dark, the cold wind is cold, the maple leaves are blowing, Shicai has just killed someone, a forbearance monk has a ghost in his heart, he can't say a hard word, he got up and ran down the mountain.

"Qixia Temple is full of high monks, except for a forbearance monk. ”

Su Yang came from the forest and sighed, the monk who was still in Kuaqixia Temple just now has a deep virtue, and the monk chased him down the mountain to kill people because of a little quarrel on the mountain, which is not very much like a monk.

At that moment, someone was seriously injured and fell to the ground, and his life was in danger, Su Yang did not go to chase after him, but went to Qian Fatzi's side to check the injury.

There were many knives on his body, all of them were wounds that hurt his bones, the fatal knife wound was in the back of the heart, and most of the blood in his body had been lost, and he was basically hopeless, but Su Yang was such a holy hand, and his life should not be extinguished.

Point the acupoints, seal the blood veins, and seal the wounds......

It is not difficult to pull the dying Qian Fat Man back from the ghost gate.

Hanging the life of the fat man, Su Yang sent the fat man to the pharmacy in Jinling City.

"Yo, it's actually a good man!"

The shopkeeper of this pharmacy in Jinling City was very surprised when he saw the fat man, and hurriedly asked the guy to move the fat man in, administer the medicine according to the prescription, and deal with the wounds on the fat man's body, the real fatal wound has been solved by Su Yang, and now the doctor only needs to do some basic operations.

"Does the shopkeeper know him?"

Su Yang saw the shopkeeper's understanding, asked more, and just threw the fat man here.

"How don't you know. ”

The shopkeeper of this pharmacy surnamed Feng, his old face was wrinkled like a chrysanthemum, and he smiled at Su Yang and said: " Mr. Qian is a well-known family in Jinling City, in the early years was a great benevolent person in Jinling City, often giving porridge to help the victims, in recent years, I don't know why, unusual, very stingy, no longer give things out, some people say that his money was stolen, but he has never been seen to report to the official, and Mr. Qian's family has many shops in Jinling City, even if he loses money, he will not be poor all of a sudden, but someone comes to his house as a guest, and he drinks all gruel, and he borrows money and does not make a move, everyone does not understand, saying that it is a dime and iron rooster。 ”

Su Yang looked at the fat man, saw that the clothes he was wearing were shabby, and thought that there was no family by his side, how could such a person be associated with the famous rich man in Jinling City.

"Nonsense, my money is all ......"

Qian Fatzi opened his eyes faintly, looked at Liang Dong above, and knew in his heart that he was safe, and he couldn't turn his head, but he just turned his eyes slightly, and his two lips barely opened and closed, and said, "I'm just thrifty, thank you." ”

said that he was in a coma, but the fat man Qian had always been conscious, and understood who drove away the monk Yiren and saved his life, looked at Su Yang with his eyes, and said, "I will definitely give you a lot of money to thank you for saving your life." ”

Of course, having money is a good thing, if Su Yang gets a windfall, he doesn't have to worry about his livelihood in Jinling City, so he doesn't have the slightest resistance to rewards.

"I'm curious, since you are so rich, why do you dress so simply, and you don't have a family with you, and you play around alone?"

Su Yang wanted to interview this rich man's mental journey, he was very curious about this, if there was a family member by his side, there was a helper, it would not let him fall to this.

Qian Fat Man lay on the bed for a long time before he spoke: "I'm ashamed, I am usually ashamed to mention this matter, but life and death, but there is nothing to say, it is next door to my house, and a large family lives in, I have never heard of any business in Jinling City, but the cost is huge, many exquisite meals, people only eat one or two bites and throw them away, which makes me a little unbearable......"

Can't stand extravagance and waste.

Su Yang nodded secretly, because he saw the other party's extravagance and waste, so he reflected on himself and was diligent and thrifty.

"I can't stand that they're richer than me!"

The fat man lay down and said: "The daughter's property, only in and out, after all, there is a time when it is spent, so I watch them spend money, I don't spend money, I just focus on making money, I want to watch their family squander and sell their property, buy their things little by little, tell them what a rich man is! Tell them that I am richer than them!"

This is the mental journey of a famous rich man in Jinling City who transformed into a miser.

He is not only stingy with the outside world, but also stingy with himself, everything he wears and eats is simple, that is, the expenses of his wife and concubines, and his children have also saved a lot, all in order to gamble and prove that he is richer than his neighbors.

"Is your neighbor bankrupt?"

Su Yang asked.

Qian Fatzi's face was bitter, he sighed, and said with hatred: "I don't know how much property he has, but in the past two months, he has lived a wider life." ”

At this point, the fat man was very congested.

Because the other party is living a wider life, the fat man has a more economical life, and even the family members around him have withdrawn, wanting to make his wealth surpass that of others as soon as possible.

“...... If you are cut today, you can report it to the official, and keep a few more family members to pay attention to it on weekdays. ”

Su Yang got up and told the fat man two sentences.

A forbearance monk from Qixia Temple down to cut the money fat man, turned back to the mountain to run, thinking that it will not return to the mountain, after causing trouble here, a forbearance monk if he does not change his face, he will quickly leave Jinling, as long as the fat man pays more attention, a forbearance monk can not because of this quarrel, risking his life to assassinate.

"Thank you. ”

Qian Fatzi watched Su Yang get up, and hurriedly said: "May I ask Mr. Gao's surname, where is his home, please wait a while, I will definitely present you with gold and silver ......"

Osmanthus Lane.

Jin Xiucai was contented to walk in Osmanthus Alley, and saw Su Yang, who made him gnash his teeth two days ago, and Su Yang was walking here at this time, and he should be going home.

Reaching out into his arms, Jin Xiucai took out the money bag, the money bag was bulging, and it was heavy with broken silver, so Jin Xiucai threw it and took it, and walked towards Su Yang with his head held high.

"I'll give you the writing business here in Osmanthus Lane. ”

Jin Xiucai said arrogantly to Su Yang: "You have to remember, you didn't snatch it, I gave it to you, I found a way to make money faster, and the money you earn in one day is something you can't earn in your whole life by writing." ”

...... Child, who are you?

Su Yang looked at Jin Xiucai, he just met Jin Xiucai when he was drinking tea.

"Humph!"

Jin Xiucai snorted arrogantly, and was about to speak, when he saw two people behind him wearing short clothes and dressing up as housekeepers, one of them was pushing a wheeled cart and shouting Mr. Su, coming this way.

"Mr. Su, you are leaving too fast, here is two thousand taels of silver, and the deed that my master bought for you, the house will be yours in the future, all the food and clothing, our whole family will support, if there is something, you will ......"

The family who came over said in front of Su Yang.

“......”

Jin Xiucai looked at his money bag and looked at other people's carts, and his heart was congested.