Chapter 57: The White-Haired Old Man
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At night, the Lufeng Temple is particularly quiet.
In the monastery, most of the monks had already fallen asleep, except for some monks who were still attending evening classes.
At this time, the empty monk's meditation room was still lit with lights and candles.
He was discussing with Yuan Jue some specific matters of holding a centennial celebration the day after tomorrow.
Halfway through the conversation, there was a commotion outside the meditation room, followed by eager shouts.
"Master, abbot, it's not good, something happened!"
As the voice came, a middle-aged monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes ran in. His face was full of panic and nervousness, as if something terrible had happened.
Looking at the middle-aged monk in front of him at a loss, Yuan Jue couldn't help frowning, and said, "Jing'an, look at your panicked, what kind of system have you become? Don't you see that I am discussing things with your ancestor? Tell me, what happened?"
Monk Likong also looked at Jing'an kindly, and said, "Jing'an, don't panic, speak slowly." ā
At the same time, the empty monk couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart, it was so late at night, what happened to this?
The middle-aged monk Jing'an took a deep breath and relieved his emotions for a while, and then he spoke: "Master, abbot, junior brother of pure heart has been taken away!"
"What, the pure heart was taken away?" Yuan Jue stood up from the futon suddenly, looked at the middle-aged monk with a shocked face, and hurriedly said: "What the hell is going on, you hurry up and tell me in detail." ā
Although the pure heart is deeply loved by the empty monks, they are often taught by the empty monks themselves on weekdays. But nominally, Pure Heart is his disciple, and now that Pure Heart has been taken away, Yuan Jue naturally feels extremely anxious.
The empty monk's expression also fluctuated slightly, and then he looked at the middle-aged monk Jing'an without saying a word, waiting for his detailed explanation.
The middle-aged monk Jing'an opened his mouth and explained: "Master, abbot, this is what happened. Tonight, Master Yuan held a class in the lecture hall to explain the teachings of Buddhism and scriptures. Many of our senior brothers have gone over to listen to the lecture, and the junior brothers of the pure heart are also there. ā
"Originally, the evening class was good, but just a quarter of an hour ago, an old man with white hair suddenly broke in, and he shouted and asked who was Pure Heart, and the Pure Heart junior brother habitually answered. Then, the white-haired old man didn't say anything, and immediately grabbed the Pure Heart Senior Brother in his hands. ā
After that, in order to save the Pure Heart Senior Brother, Uncle Yuan fought with the white-haired old man. But after twenty or thirty moves, Uncle Yuan was defeated by the white-haired old man. In the end, not only did he not save Senior Brother Pure Heart, but even he himself was beaten by the white-haired old man and vomited blood. ā
"What, even the Yuanfa junior brother was injured?" Yuan Jue said with a shocked face, he knew the martial arts of Yuanfa best, his internal force was already in the late stage of the Tongmai Realm, and the eight veins of the Qi Jing were connected to the five veins. Compared with him, he is just one more vein.
If you fight against the circle method, there are no hundreds of moves, and you can't tell the winner at all. But now I heard Jing'an say that the white-haired old man, in just twenty or thirty moves, injured his own Yuanmage junior brother.
Obviously, that white-haired old man's martial arts are even above himself!
Oh my God, who is such a martial arts master, and why do you want to take away the pure heart?
For a while, Yuanjue only felt like a numb heart.
The empty monk also frowned slightly, two long white eyebrows, and there was no wind automatically.
He groaned slightly and said, "Yuanjue, calm down, don't mess with your own position." For now, let's go over and take a look at the injuries of the circle method. After we have learned more about it, we will make a further decision. ā
Immediately, the three of them left the meditation room together and went to the lecture hall.
When the empty monk and Yuanjue came to the lecture hall, all the monks of the Yuanzi generation of the Lufeng Temple had already arrived.
Most of the disciples who had attended the lecture before had been dismissed.
Yuanfa is an old monk in his fifties, with a square face, well-defined contours, and a slightly serious look. The brown monk's robe on his body was torn in many places, and it was obvious that the previous fight was very fierce.
At this time, he was sitting on the ground with his back against a pillar, his face pale.
Beside him, there was a kind-looking old monk squatting, who was taking his pulse.
After a while, the old monk slowly spoke: "Senior Brother Yuan, your injuries are not very serious, but they have also injured all five internal organs. Later, I will prescribe a few pairs of medicines for you, and then give you acupuncture every five days, so that after two or three months of recuperation, you should be able to recover. ā
Yuanfa nodded slightly and said, "Senior Brother Yuanqing, thank you." ā
At this time, when the monks saw that the empty monk and Yuanjue were coming, they immediately surrounded them.
"Amitabha, I've seen Master. The monks of the round character generation put their hands together and saluted.
"Yuanfa, you don't have to get up, just sit down. Seeing that Yuanfa wanted to get up and salute, the empty monk hurriedly stopped him.
Then, the empty monk said: "The general situation, Jing'an has made it clear to me. Yuanfa, you have fought head-to-head with the person who broke in, what do you think?"
Yuanfa said, "Master, I have something for you to explain. The white-haired old man who fought with me, before leaving, let me tell Master a word for you. ā
The empty monk said, "Oh, what are you talking about?"
Yuanfa said: "He said, fifteen years ago, in Nanhai Mansion, the old man who lost his son and lost an eye came to you for revenge. ā
"I see. When the monk heard this, he immediately figured it out, he clasped his hands slightly, and said, "Amitabha, the cause and effect of fifteen years ago still need to be broken again after all. ā
"Yuanfa, the old man who wants to fight you only has one eye left. ā
"Yes, Master. ā
"It seems that he is here. ā
"Master, what the hell is going on?" Yuan Jue couldn't help but ask.
The other old monks of the Yuanzi generation also looked at the empty monk with doubts on their faces, obedient to the meaning of the words, this seems to be a grievance from fifteen years ago.
After bowing his head and muttering for a moment, the monk sighed and explained, "Fifteen years ago, you should all remember that I brought back a baby from outside. ā
All the monks nodded, and they all remembered the baby. Now that baby has grown into a young man, it is a pure heart.
Monk Likong continued: "Back then, I passed by a mountain villa in Nanhai Province and found that the people in that mountain villa were being slaughtered by a group of black-clothed people. By the time I came to the rescue, it was too late. Almost everyone in the villa was killed, except for a baby who was still in swaddling clothes. ā
"I saved the baby and fought the men in black. Seeing that the villa was almost destroyed, I was so angry that I killed many people on the other side. Among the men in black who were killed was the only son of the white-haired old man. ā
"At that time, the white-haired old man was also among the black-clothed men, and I saw that my only son was killed by me. The white-haired old man was naturally furious and wanted to fight with me. At that time, I was also aroused to kill, almost killing all the people in black, and at the same time blinding the white-haired old man in one eye. ā
"That white-haired old man has no choice but to swear a poisonous oath, saying that no matter how much it costs, how many years have passed, he will definitely come to me for revenge. With that, he fled. Originally, I could have left his life behind. But when I saw that I had killed so many lives, I couldn't help but feel compassion in my heart, and in the end I saved the other party's life. ā
"I didn't expect that after so many years, he would finally find it. ā
"Amitabha!"
After hearing this, all the monks said a Buddha name.