When you go out, people in the rivers and lakes are always indispensable to have friends, wandering the world, no matter how lonely you are, you always have a few friends.

Lin Xing said that the Baiyun Temple presided over the flower monk, named Sun Yixiao, is a monk with a scar on the head, a monk who is really enough, since he was born from his mother's womb, he is a monk, in the world, there are always many positions, exclusive to that person, the flower monk is like this, he doesn't want to be a monk, because his father is a monk, his mother is a nun, the monk and the nun desire is on fire, the faith is lost, and the person created is a monk, which is a big mistake made by the Buddha.

But Sun Yixiao, but is a flower monk, except for not obeying the precepts, everything about him is like a monk, his father is the presiding officer of the Baiyun Temple, his mother is a nun hidden in the Baiyun Temple, his mother went to the monk temple again, when he was devout to Buddhism, he met his father, at first sight, he sacrificed himself, I don't go to hell who goes to hell, his mother, fell in love with his father, she wanted to see, what the Buddha did with her, the person who fought against it, on a warm spring night, her mother sneaked into his father's meditation room, his father was not resting at the time, when he saw this nun, he asked herHer mother replied, "I asked me to come." ”

After that night, Sun Yixiao was born, but soon after, the Buddha's retribution really came.

Because it was a rainy night, they did a happy deed in front of the Buddha, and they even overturned the Buddha when the fight was fierce.

The retribution of the Buddha followed, and Sun Yixiao's father died in a lecture.

He sat on the futon, holding a small wooden fish mallet in his hand, gently playing the wooden fish, the crisp sound, around the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the mouth chanted this Buddha name, vibrating words, dozens of disciples in front of the left, hands folded, devout to the Buddha, but suddenly, a gust of wind blew in from outside the door, it was a cold wind, at that time, the sun was shining, not a sign before the heavy rain, but why is there wind?

It turned out that it was not the wind, it was murderous.

The heavy murderous aura forced people to wrap their clothes tightly.

Dozens of rounds looked back, only to see a beastly person standing at the door, why do you say that he is beastly, he is on all fours, not an animal, a beast, a beast, something, can still land on all fours?

He has a knife in his mouth, Guang Linlin's knife, it is a treasure knife, and there is a red gem on the hilt, which is luxurious and wonderful.

Sun Daxiao is the name of the monk, and he is the most important expression that a person should do, so he smiled at this, waved his hand, and dismissed the disciples, and the little monks stood up and were about to leave, but they were stopped by the man.

He said, 'Today I have come to collect a debt, and all the people here will die.' ’

Sun Daxiao was slightly stunned, and said with a smile: "Then there is no need, they are all innocent!"

The man said: "If you say innocent, you are innocent, my wife is not innocent, my children are not innocent?" said, this person was melancholy, he blocked the door, the little monks stopped, go, they can't leave, there is only one door on the Daxiong Treasure Palace, why should they escape, they are innocent, innocent people, they shouldn't die, they think so, they have a scar on their heads, they have a Buddha in their hearts, why should they die, didn't the Buddha say, life and death are paid, and reincarnation is not endless? Therefore, the little monks are righteous and Lingran, they believe in the Tao, believe in righteousness, believe in putting down the butcher's knife, and become a Buddha on the ground.

But they seem to ignore one point, the demon and the Buddha are opposites, the demon is not crossed by the Buddha, not a person who is destined, the butcher's knife is in the hand, you can put it down, but the butcher's knife is in the heart, then you can't let it go.

Sun laughed in his eyes, he couldn't rub the sand, he was the abbot, the largest person in a temple, and these little monks were all homeless children, the oldest was only sixteen years old, the youngest was only seven or eight years old, he did things, he must be fair and fair, rewards and punishments were clear, let them understand, whether in the temple or in the market, the rules, the rules, so his eyes were clear, and there was no room for sand, but now there was a fire in his eyes, a burning fire, a blue flame, on his eyeballs, such a thing was happening, those little monks moved towards the man, the man took out the knife, he put the knife in his left hand, and used the other hand, walking on two legs, he made a knife very quickly, and the little monks fell down one by one.

Sun Da laughed and was furious, his heart was desolate, and he shouted: "You stop, did you hear it, you kill innocents indiscriminately, what kind of hero are you?"

As a result, the man cut down the last monk, and then he stopped, and said coldly: "What kind of hero are you who kill innocents indiscriminately?"

Sun laughed sadly and said, "I'm not a good man. ”

The man asked: "Why do you want me to be a good man, what is good about being a good man, being a good man, my wife can live, my children can live, Sun laughed, you lost the competition that day, you sneaked into my house, ambushed me, when your sword pierced me in the chest, did you know that some people's hearts are born on the right side, so I survived, I survived, I will take revenge, I remember, how you brutally killed my wife and children!"

"I was drunk at the time, I didn't want to kill your wife and children, it was your wife and children, if you want to kill me, I can only kill them, I didn't expect that you could live, and I didn't expect that your five-year-old son learned your swordsmanship, I don't kill him, when he grows up, he will kill me, kill me, and then kill my son, I can't gamble, cut grass without roots, and there will be endless troubles!"

The man wiped the blood from the knife with his shirt and said, "Good, very good, if you don't cut the grass and don't remove the roots, you will have endless troubles, so have you ever thought that you will have such a day?"

Sun laughed with a mysterious smile, he said: "Every night, I can dream of that scene, that for me, it is a torture, that's why I left home and became a monk, I hope that the Buddha can crack the demon in my heart, but I was wrong, it is a memory that cannot be deleted, I regret it very much." ”

The man approached step by step, his appearance became clearer and clearer, a pair of lightning eyes, a distorted face, the scar on his face was caused by the fire, he couldn't see its original face at all, he said: "You did the right thing, you regret it, I want you to die in regret, you were at that time, you should really burn me to death, at least you have to wait until I am sure to die before leaving, you didn't do it at all, now I live, I have learned, ninety-nine difficult sword methods, since the Buddha can't cross you, then I can only come." ”