Chapter 1: The dilemma between good and evil, the deep valley and the trapped guest first

Section 1: Shaolin monks know

Shaolin Temple has been built for nearly a thousand years, is located in the middle of the Shaolin Mountain, by the mountains and rivers, surrounded by green, the yellow and red wall weft pattern is eye-catching, several clear streams trickle from the temple side around the flow. Shaolin Temple has been expanded several times, if it is already quite large-scale in the near future, Shaolin Mountain is up and down the mountain and winds along the mountain to form a piece, the trees in the temple are verdant, the pine is quite handsome, the poplar is towering, the tomb tower is Bibi in the courtyard, the stele forest is densely covered; the agarwood in the hall is pervasive, the purple smoke is swirling, the Buddha statue is in the pavilion gallery, the gold is splendid; then look at the temple between the temples, the yellow wall, the eaves and the hanging bell, come into view; the monks and fish in the temple run through the shuttle, the bell is melodious.

But now, the temple is not as busy and safe as usual. There was a sense of depression, a kind of sorrow, an impulse, and a lot of anger everywhere inside and outside the temple. The monks were expressionless and walked hurriedly, as if they were walking with a corpse, as if they were lacking in souls, and their eyes all showed a sense of fear. Only the warrior monks who were responsible for protecting the temple were nervously hesitating and waiting cautiously at various key points in the temple.

What is waiting for, but no one can say clearly, a storm is coming, and the temple is already full of rain and wind. Ren Tianqi led the world's heroes to come to Shaolin to become a dignitary, which is already well known.

In a simple monk's room, it is a small bedroom, except for a desk, on which a Buddha statue is placed, there is a bookshelf in the corner, there are a few volumes on the shelf, that is, a few futons on the ground; some couplets are hung on the four walls, but there are several plates of fine orchids in the corners, the flowers are blooming, the fragrance in the room is wafting, but there is no pungent smell of smoke and dust.

There are three monks in the room: an old man, a middle school and a young monk. The old monk is in his fifties, but he is full of energy, his majesty cannot be hidden, thick eyebrows and black beard, tiger forehead and lion nose, square mouth and big ears, wearing a white monk's robe, sitting cross-legged, closed his eyes and silent. The middle-aged monk is less than thirty years old, with a rhinoplasty, a handsome face, a cyan monk's robe, a black belt around his waist, shrewd and capable, and is standing respectfully opposite the old monk. The little monk was a novice who was about ten years old, standing behind the old monk, with a childlike face, a pair of big eyes wide open, and a face full of curiosity and longing to look at the middle-aged monk.

The old monk knew that he was the youngest junior disciple of Master Minghui, the host of Shaolin. The middle-aged monk is a big disciple of the master. Xiao Shami's name is Xuchen, and he has only been in the temple for less than two years, but he is quite a clever and naughty child.

Jingming smiled: "Master, have you always seen Senior Brother Jingli?

Knowing that the master sighed, opened his eyes and said, "What's the use of having a long head and a long body in vain, isn't it the same skin? Hey, it's as good as never seeing it!"

Jingming smiled: "What, did he contradict you, Master?"

Knowing that the master said: "This is not true, Jingli is not that kind of person! But now Jingli's skills are far better than in the past, and he is also superb, which is far better than you and others, which makes the teacher feel comforted." But the temperament of the surname Jingli is also good, and it is very big, but I don't know that the excitement is enlightening, and the high places are not very cold-tolerant, which makes the teacher even more relieved, guilty and guilty!"

Jingming smiled: "When the junior brother comes over in a few days, I will reprimand him on behalf of the master." ”

Knowing that the master sighed, shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "When the master and apprentice meet, they are still so sneaky, how can they bump into the teacher, hey......"

I know that the master cherishes all the disciples under him and loves everyone. Now that Jingli has come to the temple to ask the master for his guilt, he is already unable to escape the blame, so why should he tell the disciples in the temple again, so as not to implicate everyone; knowing that the master is difficult to stand on his own in the temple, he is quite troubled, so he does not want to say more, and his words are intermittent and inconsistent.

Jingming was inexplicably scratching his head, and Xuchen was even more dazed and didn't know what to do.

Knowing that the master turned around and said, "These two said, have the teachers and uncles in the temple asked where to go as a teacher?"

Xiao Shami said in vain: "Back to Master, in the past two years, Master Mingyi visited the door after dinner yesterday, and went out again when he saw that you were not there; ”

Knowing that the master stroked his beard with his hands, his eyes looked into the distance, and said, "Then how did you answer?"

Xiao Shami Xuchen said with a smile: "Back to the master, the apprentice said that it was the Pang Yuan outside the mountain who did the Dharma work, and the master couldn't put down his face, so he went to the dojo." Xuchen's childish face showed a smug look.

Master Mingzhi smiled and nodded, said yes repeatedly, and remained silent.

Knowing that the master was originally a lively and cheerful person, he was plain and clever, good at words and talents, and he was loved by the masters since he was a child. However, since Master Minghui blamed himself and repented in retreat, he knew that the master had changed his normal state and said little, and finally said that he meditated in his room and ignored the affairs of the temple; knowing that the master had repeatedly told all his disciples to love themselves and not meddle in things, especially to be cautious in saying and doing: what is not allowed in the temple, do not say or do; if the masters have not explained, do not say or do; and do not know whether it is good or bad.

Jingming took a step forward and said angrily: "Master, Jingrong and Jinggui are becoming more and more deceitful. Master Minggen is only the acting host, and the pure glory and nobility are only through the prestige of his master, the fox and the fake tiger, and he can do it everywhere! Master Minghui will be able to get out of the customs in another 20 days, and their master and apprentice will not know how to restrain themselves. Our bitterness has finally come to an end. Master, look at it, in the past three years, everyone in the temple has been complaining, inside and out. During the reign of Master Ming Hui, the temple was harmonious and peaceful, calm and smooth, how could he have been fighting for fame and fortune like now, intrigue?"

Xiao Shami Xuchen continued: "There are so many masters and uncles in the temple, either pretending to be confused and pretending to be deaf and stupid, or ignoring and turning a blind eye, all of them are good people, no wonder Master Bo Ping is domineering, he has never put Master and your old man in his eyes, and now even Senior Brother Jingrong has begun to take charge of the rent and tax collection outside the temple." Also, a few senior brothers who were waiting for the teachers and uncles privately said to their disciples, Master, that your old man is at a loss!"

Knowing that the master looked at the two of them, he reprimanded: "What are you talking nonsense, the words and deeds of the teachers and uncles, and the virtues are observed, how can you two be credible nonsense and make random comments? The Buddha taught you like this, how did he preach for the teacher, and how did he not know the importance of it? Visiting the Buddha with heart and practicing martial arts with peace of mind is the most important thing, how can we learn these things like the outside?

The two raised their heads, pouted, and didn't dare to make a sound.

Knowing that the master sighed, he said: "Such a big temple, more than a thousand people, how many things are there, there must be unfairness in this period, intrigue and ugliness, we need to clean ourselves and take care of others." You also know that others can fight for theories, but they can't be teachers, and the teacher is the second master to teach the art on behalf of the teacher, and the disciple of the ancestor is closed. Now Uncle Minghui has thought about the reputation of the temple, I can't wait to think about acting for the uncle, how can I be competitive again, out of the limelight, and cause chaos to Uncle Minghui? Besides, there are benefits to not doing things, and your strong Vajra fingering has been a small success?"

Jingming smiled: "Back to Master, the disciple Vajra Finger can now penetrate bricks and break wood!"

Hearing this, Xiao Shami Xuchen jumped and said, "Senior brother, you are so powerful!"

Knowing that the master also stroked his beard and looked at his beloved disciple with a smile.

I heard a person outside the door laugh and said, "Who? Is it powerful? Come and listen!"