After a period of hurrying, the family sent by Zhuo Jian Villa to Bodhi Temple finally told Zhuo Yifan the news of Mu Liangsheng's murder. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After hearing this thunderbolt on a sunny day, Zhuo Yifan's eyes were pitch black, his lips kept shaking, and his words were stuck in his throat, and the pain was difficult to say.

It is no wonder that Zhuo Yifan has been loved by his grandfather Mu Liangsheng since he was a child, and the relationship between his grandfather and grandson is very good. A large part of Mu Liangsheng's family happiness also comes from his nephew Zhuo Yifan, and Zhuo Yifan is also loved by the old man, and it comes from his grandfather Mu Liangsheng.

In the past, the scene of the grandfather and grandson getting along day and night is still vivid, but now the grandfather who loves him the most was murdered by a traitor. Zhuo Yifan couldn't accept this sudden change for a while, because he was still immersed in the various glories brought by his grandfather's ranking first in the Huangya Competition.

"Grandpa, which traitor killed you, I will definitely avenge you!" Zhuo Yifan said hysterically, his eyes full of anger.

"Yifan, people can't be resurrected after death, and the mourning changes! When is the time for retribution, I think it's better for you to let go. Zen Master Huiyuan saw Zhuo Yifan, whose face was distorted due to hatred, and comforted.

"Master, the Buddha's teachings you usually talk about, the disciples understand. Besides, if the bad guys are allowed to go unpunished, it will only encourage their arrogance, and more innocent people will die tragically at their hands in the future.

Zen Master Huiyuan saw that Zhuo Yifan, who was caught in hatred, couldn't extricate himself for a while, and his expression looked very worried. He knows that once the seeds of hatred are sown and then take root and sprout, they will blind people's eyes and deceive people's normal thinking, and they will often go on a killing spree, continue to do evil deeds, and may even fall into a situation where evil is used to counter evil, evil breeds evil from evil, and even does all kinds of evil.

"Yifan, these days of practice in Bodhi Temple, I think you should also be able to plant good causes in your heart, I believe that you will be able to finally overcome the evil thoughts of retribution, and you are originally kind in your heart. Although I can't convince you as a teacher right now, I believe that you will be able to overcome evil thoughts and choose to be good. Zen Master Huiyuan said with a calm face.

Seeing that the master kept persuading Zhuo Yifan, the little monk Huya and the monk Mudun also seemed very worried, and followed the master to comfort Zhuo Yifan.

Seeing the persuasion of everyone, the idiot monk leaned forward, and his face showed a strange look, which was not evil, but it was by no means good.

And the fourth junior brother is more concerned about Zhuo Yifan than the current idiot, although he did not open his mouth to persuade him, but his face looked worried, and after looking at the junior brothers, he was even more worried.

At this time, Zhuo Yifan knew that all the brothers and sisters were for their own good, but now he couldn't let go of his hatred because of his grandfather's murder, so he couldn't listen to it.

Seeing that Zhuo Yifan was still in a state of hatred, Zen Master Huiyuan sighed helplessly, and then walked out. He said as he walked: "The world is unpredictable, and the will of heaven is like this, it seems that a catastrophe on earth is inevitable. Alas, the old man did his best. ”

Hearing what Zen Master Huiyuan said, everyone looked at each other and did not understand what he meant.

The relationship with his grandfather is so deep, Zhuo Yifan must go back to mourn for his grandfather. It's just that Bocheng is too far away from Liangcheng, presumably the family has already buried his grandfather at this time, thinking that he didn't even see his grandfather for the last time, and he didn't even see him off for the last journey, Zhuo Yifan suddenly burst into tears.

Seeing Zhuo Yifan's heartbroken appearance, the little monk with whom he had the best relationship could not hold back his tears of sadness, and the honest face of the monk Mudun was also covered with tears.

Although the idiot monk had a strange expression at first, he also squeezed out a few tears at the moment, although I don't know if it was true or not, but it was indeed tears. Xing Xian was not as foolish as his senior brother, he did not shed tears, but he still looked worried, and his face was full of worry.

Seeing that the senior brother, the second senior brother, and the third senior brother all shed sad tears, the other disciples couldn't help but sympathize with Zhuo Yifan, after all, the senior brother, in that sad occasion, it was difficult not to cry.

Seeing that all the senior brothers were crying involuntarily, Zhuo Yifan seemed to be touched in his heart at this time. He knew that he only cared about the pain in one person's heart just now, but he didn't take into account the emotions of all the senior brothers, which brought them sadness.

"Senior brothers, don't cry, I'll get better soon. Zhuo Yifan saluted everyone.

Under Zhuo Yifan's persuasion, everyone's sobbing voices were much quieter.

"I'm going to find Master now, and I'm going back to mourn my grandfather. With that, Zhuo Yifan walked out of the room.

"Yifan, as a teacher, it is still the same sentence, people cannot be resurrected after death, and I hope you mourn and don't plant the seeds of hatred in the depths of your heart. That kind of seed grows a double-edged sword, and while hurting others, it will also hurt yourself, I hope you can understand. ”

Seeing that Zen Master Huiyuan still had this attitude, Zhuo Yifan could only nod obediently at the moment, although he did not agree with it in his heart.

"It's right for you to go back to mourn for your grandfather, it's still the same as before, the mountains are high and the road is far away, let Huya go back with you." Zen Master Huiyuan said.

Zhuo Yifan did not agree after hearing this, but shook his head.

"Master, my grandfather passed away, I think I have grown up, I can't live under the protection of others all the time, this time I won't bother Senior Brother Huya, I think I can handle it alone, besides, there are a few family members, there is no problem on the road. Zhuo Yifan said resolutely.

"Well, in that case, you should be more careful on the road, now the wind is blowing. Zen Master Huiyuan instructed.

Zhuo Yifan then bowed a few big respects to Zen Master Huiyuan and withdrew. Then he took a few family members and left the Bodhi Temple under the eyes of all the senior brothers, and set off for Zhuojian Villa.

"Brother Yifan, you have to be careful, I will wait for you to come back. The little monk of Huya was reluctant to say.

"Yes, Senior Brother Yifan, you must be careful on the road, we will continue to learn martial arts when we come back. Monk Mudun followed closely.

Zhuo Yifan glanced at them, didn't speak, just nodded to them, and then stepped on the horse without looking back, and galloped towards Zhuo Jian Villa.

Seeing Zhuo Yifan's painful face, lonely expression, and the dust left by the galloping horse, everyone's emotions fell into it for a while, and they couldn't extricate themselves.

Zhuo Yifan on the road, his face was no longer a sad expression, but resentment, he lost his loved ones for the first time, and he couldn't control himself.

became more and more sad, but his grandfather's voice and smile kept coming to mind, making him feel broken and unable to breathe. (To be continued.) )