Li Qingshi panicked and let go of the hilt of his sword. Monk Xinhai fell to the ground in an instant.

Lin Gongyu and Xue Ling rushed past the disciples of the Kunlun and Qingcheng factions, and came to Li Qingshi, seeing him looking at the Xinhai monk in a daze, tears glistening in his eyes.

Lian Zhennan and Yu Chunqing were stunned when they saw Li Qingshi stabbing the monk in the center of the sea, and they took the opportunity to stop and retreat to the side.

Li Qingshi saw that Xinhai's eyes were closed, his face was like gold paper, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he didn't know how his body moved to his side, he stretched out two fingers and put them in front of his nose, and noticed that there was still a faint breath, so he hurriedly helped him up. Li Qingshi raised his head and looked at Xue Ling, crying and said, "Save him, please save him!"

Xue Ling inspected Monk Xinhai's wounds, glanced at Lin Gongyu, and then looked at Li Qingshi and shook his head.

Li Qingshi begged: "What about your 'Qiankun Demon Pill'? Your medical skills are so good, you must be able to save him, right?"

Xue Ling said: "The only three remaining pills have been given to you! What's more, you stabbed him in the heart, and he won't survive!"

Li Qingshi continued to beg Xue Ling, it seemed that at this time there was no other way than to ask Xue Ling to heal Xinhai, suddenly Xinhai's arm moved, and when he looked down, he saw Xinhai take out a large cloth bag in his palm from his arms.

Li Qingshi hurriedly took it and opened it to see that it was actually more than a dozen Buddha beads. He took out a cloth bag from his arms, and the Buddha beads in the two bags were exactly the same, Li Qingshi looked up to the sky and cried, and said, "Why? Why are you doing this?"

Xinhai showed a smile, opened his mouth slightly, and said for a long time: "All love will be difficult for a long time. There are many fears in life, and life is in danger of morning dew. Worry because of love, fear because of love. If you are separated from your loved one, you will have no worries or fears. As soon as he said the last word, he died of rage.

Li Qingshi was grief-stricken, but he forgot to cry, forgot to shout, and only held the body of the monk Xinhai blankly.

The people of the Kunlun and Qingcheng factions, seeing that today's matter has come to this point, if they provoke the Shangqing faction, it will not be beneficial to the two factions, so they will each take a look and retreat.

Lin Gongyu was worried that Li Qingshi was depressed and hurt his internal organs, so he hurriedly comforted: "Brother Qingshi, how are you?"

I only heard Li Qingshi muttering: "All love will... Impermanence is rare for a long time... How fearful in life... Life in danger of morning dew... Worry because of love... Fear because of love... If you are separated from your lover... Worry-free and fearless......" is the sentence that Xinhai read before he died.

Lin Gongyu couldn't understand for a while, so he asked Xue Ling, "Ling'er, what does this mean?"

Xue Ling said: "This is a sentence in the "Buddha Says Deer Mother Sutra", there is a king hunting, caught a doe, wanted to kill the doe to eat, the doe spoke, said to the king: I still have two children, too young, do not know how to forage for food, please let me go back, let me tell them where the water and grass are, so that they can find food to eat, and then I will come back to die." The king finally believed in it and went back with the doe. When the doe saw the two children, she told them where there were water weeds, and then said these eight verses with tears in her eyes. It means that all the kindness and love in this world are due to fate, they are all impermanent, and they cannot last long, and there are many fears in life, life is like morning dew, as soon as the sun comes out, it will be gone, because there is love in the heart, it will give birth to sorrow and terror, fear of loss, only without love in the heart, can there be no sorrow and terror in people's hearts. ”

Li Qingshi listened to Xue Ling's words word by word, and heard the last sentence: "There are many fears in life, life is like morning dew, as soon as the sun comes out, there will be no more, because there is love in the heart, there will be sorrow and terror, fear of loss, only without love in the heart, can there be no sorrow and terror in people's hearts." I can't help but suddenly realize. I think that in the past ten years, I have been entangled and tortured by love and hate, and I have not had the slightest happiness. He had killed so many people, but he had never felt a trace of revenge, but every time he killed someone, his heart was painful.

He picked up Kokomi's corpse and walked out of the valley. Lin Gongyu and the others didn't dare to alarm him, so they quietly followed behind. Li Qingshi went out of the valley, and he didn't choose the direction, walking farther and farther, until the sun was setting, and suddenly he heard a bell in the distance.

The bell seemed to ring on Li Qingshi's heart, and every time it rang, his mind was empty, until his whole mind was empty. He walked towards the bell ringing with the body of Kokomi in his arms, and through a wood, a temple appeared with the words "White Deer Temple" written on the temple plaque.

Li Qingshi placed Xinhai's body in front of the temple gate and knocked on the temple gate. It didn't take long for a small novice to open the door. Seeing Li Qingshi's dejected appearance, he asked, "May I ask the donor, is there anything wrong?"

Li Qingshi said: "I want to go into the temple to worship the Bodhisattva!"

The little novice generals opened wide and invited Li Qingshi to go in. Lin Gongyu wanted to follow, but was stopped by Gao Qi, who said, "Let him go!"

After a stick of incense, Li Qingshi came out of the temple and said to the little novice: "Please tell the abbot master that if I am not allowed to become a monk here, I will kneel and die here." He fell to his knees as he spoke.

The little novice sighed, turned around and closed the temple door.

Lin Gongyu was shocked when he heard that Li Qingshi was going to become a monk, and hurriedly asked, "Brother Qingshi, do you want to become a monk here?"

Li Qingshi said coldly: "I have made up my mind, you don't have to say anything!"

Lin Gongyu hurriedly said: "Brother Qing Shi, since they don't allow you to become a monk here, why should you force it?"

Li Qingshi said: "You won't understand?"

Lin Gongyu was puzzled in his heart, and secretly thought: "Why don't I understand? How can I understand if you don't say it?" What was he about to say, he suddenly saw Li Qingshi kneeling down in front of Gao Qi again, kowtowed, and said, "Uncle Gao, Qingshi has failed your nurturing grace, and I can no longer serve you!"

Gao Qi held his hair and said, "Qingshi, have you really thought about it?"

Li Qingshi said: "Qingshi's mind has been decided, and I only wish to be with the ancient Buddha of the green lantern for the rest of my life." It's a pity that the abbot said that I have a deep relationship with the dust, and the dust heart is not broken, and he refuses to shave for me. But I will never change my mind. As he spoke, he knelt down again in front of the temple gate.

That night, the temple door was never opened again. For three days in a row, the temple gate was closed, and the monks in the temple never came out.

But the corpse of the sea of hearts has gradually stiffened and rotten. Nearby crows smelled the rot and circled around and hissed, but did not dare to fly down and peck at the corpses.

In the past three days, Li Qingshi has never eaten a mouthful of food or drunk a sip of water, and he has long been hungry and thirsty, but his heart is already strong, if he can't become a monk here, he would rather starve to death and die of thirst than drink a sip of water with a mouthful of food.

Lin Gongyu couldn't bear to see Li Qingshi torturing himself like this, and persuaded him: "Brother Qingshi, let's go! You and Uncle Gao will go back to our house in Putian with me, okay?"

At this moment, I suddenly saw the temple door open, and three old monks walked out of it, followed by seven young monks.

The old monk in front of him had white eyebrows, turned a blind eye to Lin Gongyu, Gao Qi and Xue Ling, came to Li Qingshi, stretched out a palm, spread it out, and said, "What do you think this is?"

Li Qingshi looked at his palm, only to see that there was nothing in the thin palm, and he didn't know what to mean for a while, and suddenly saw the corpse of Xinhai, only to feel that he was born in the world, and he was in a hurry for several years, but it was just an emptiness, so he said: "My heart." ”

The old monk nodded, and said, "Come with me!"

Li Qingshi stood up and followed the old monk to the temple. Li Qingshi and the three of them took Xinhai's corpse and followed them into the White Deer Temple.

The old monk took everyone to the Daxiong Treasure Hall and ordered Li Qingshi to kneel in front of the Buddha and shave him according to the rules of Buddhism. He was given the Dharma name "Wuxin".

After Li Qingshi shaved his head, he changed into monk's clothes, as if he was a monk. He sent Li Qingshi and the three of them outside the temple, took out a jade pendant from his arms, handed it to Xue Ling, and said: "This jade pendant and the piece of public jade are originally a pair, and the monks should not hold valuable things, so I gave it to you!"

Xue Ling took the jade pendant and saw that it was a phoenix, obviously a long-aged thing, but she didn't know that the pair of dragon and phoenix pendants was the heirloom of the Li family, which was priceless.

When Lin Gongyu looked at Li Qing, he saw that he was bareheaded, wearing monk's robes, and there was more than a million differences between him and the calm and indifferent person in the past. His eyes suddenly lit up, and he felt that the monk in front of him was very unfamiliar, as if he had seen a stranger for the first time in his life.

Li Qingshi clasped his palms together, bowed to the three of them, and then turned around and walked towards the temple. Lin Gongyu inadvertently found that the flute he gave to Li Qingshi was still inserted in Li Qingshi's waist, and the bareheaded back in the trance was still his brother Qingshi. Li Qingshi returned to Bailu Temple and slowly closed the temple door.

Kokomi's body was cremated at Hakushiji Temple and buried in the temple's relic.

Lin Gongyu and the others had no reason to stay, so they had to find the black and white horses and wanted to return to Putian, Fujian. Lin Gongyu invited Gao Qi to go with him, but Gao Qi said: "Uncle Gao is used to being idle, and he is not used to enjoying fine clothes and food, and on the day you and Ling'er get married, Uncle Gao will definitely come to drink your wedding wine." ”

Lin Gongyu had to rely on him, he looked at Gao Qi's back, thinking of Li Qingshi's monk, Gao Qi refused to go home with him, and tears couldn't help but roll in his eyes. He has always regarded Gao and Li as relatives in the past ten years, even if he fell in love with Xue Ling later, in his heart, Gao and Li are still people he can rely on forever. Now that Li Qingshi is a monk, it is like saying goodbye to life and death, Gao Qi travels all over the world, and they get together for no time, how can he not be sad?

Xue Ling saw that he was sad, so he took his hand and said, "Brother Lin, don't be sad, there is Ling'er with you!"

When Lin Gongyu heard this, he turned his sadness into joy, and said with a smile: "Yes, there is still Ling'er! You will never leave me, will you?"

Xue Ling agreed with a smile, and the two got on their horses, holding hands and heading all the way to Putian, Fujian.

It's almost autumn, the sun is setting, the tired birds are returning to their nests, the mountain roads are rugged and hidden, and there are no pedestrians in sight. After dark, the two of them rested in the woods beside the mountain road, the night was dark, there were spring flowers in the south of the Yangtze River in the dream, flocks of swallows, Lin Gongyu and Xue Ling held hands, on one side of the rape flowers and the other side of the stream on the long causeway slowly, the breeze blew, the clothes fluttered, the smile was like a flower.

Exactly: the sky wants to know, and the thought is not over. The autumn wind is thin and the flowers are shadowy, and the flowing water is chaotic on the shore grass. When they met, they didn't want to smile lightly, but they sighed that there were few green silk and flowers.