Sang Jiu didn't leave even after finishing his work. He just sat there, as if he wanted to accompany Fa Yin.
However, in fact, Yin Xiu, who was hiding behind the screen, knew that he was waiting for him to show up.
Because when she hid behind the screen just now, Yin Xiu forgot to take her gloves back.
"Are you responsible for treating him?"
Yin Xiu walked out from behind the screen and sat down on the other side of Sang Jiu. She turned her head and looked at him and Monk Fayin.
"There is no cure."
Sang Jiu was not surprised by the appearance of an outsider. He just shook his head and said: "I was holding the abbot's breath away, but I didn't heal him.
Moreover, the abbot was in good health and was not sick. He was just dying. ”
"That's it."
Yin Xiu took out the wine bottle from his pocket and motioned to Sang Jiu, "Drink a little?"
Sang Jiu didn't answer.
"In Thousand Buddhas Temple, people giving you food for no reason may not necessarily harm you, but it will definitely not be good for you."
“Because the food here is different from other places?”
Yin Xiu took a sip of wine.
Sang Jiu didn't answer, just said: "I noticed you and the Miao girl as soon as you entered the temple. Did you come to me on the entrustment of the leader?"
Yin Xiu looked indifferent, "I'm here to find someone, but not you."
"Then you're looking for the person behind me?" he asked again.
"No."
Yin Xiu put the wine bottle on the table, took back the gloves he had left here before, and put them on as if nothing had happened.
"I'm looking for Monk Kong."
"That famous monk in southern Xinjiang?"
Sang Jiu looked slightly relaxed, "He is not here, he has left."
"Oh? I thought he was teaching Dharma at Thousand Buddhas Temple."
Although after coming to Qianfo Temple, she didn't hear anyone talking about Monk Kong Da, and she didn't see the friend Qiu Xiaosi mentioned, Yin Xiu had some judgments in her mind.
However, when hearing Sang Jiu say these words himself, Yin Xiu was inevitably a little disappointed.
"I also have two friends. One is a swordsman with six swords, and the other is a Feng Shui master. Have you seen him?"
"If I answer you, will you leave immediately?" Sang Jiu asked.
"So you just know?"
Yin Xiu smiled, "I don't want to go on a killing spree in the Buddhist holy land. However, even if you don't tell me, I can still get the answer. But I said, I don't want to do this because I respect the monks here. In a sense In general, they are all good people.”
"I agree with this. They are indeed good people and they should be rewarded."
Speaking of this, Sang Jiu's eyes dimmed as he remembered something.
But he quickly came back to his senses, and considering what Yin Xiu had just said, he also knew that Yin Xiu was not threatening him, but just telling him clearly: the only way to survive was to tell the truth.
"I've never seen the Feng Shui gentleman you're talking about."
Sang Jiu recalled what happened before.
"But I know the swordsman with six swords, and I also know that he is the number one criminal in Tianzi, Ren Qi."
"You knew it, and you still saved him?"
"I didn't know that at the time."
Sang Jiu touched his chin, "I only realized it in the past few days. I don't know if it will be too late."
"He has changed."
"You mean he doesn't kill anyone anymore?"
"Kill, in the past year, he may have killed more people than before."
"Then what happened to him?"
Sang Jiu frowned, "Even among our Miao compatriots, many of them died at his hands."
Yin Xiu smiled, "His sword has a target, it is no longer a sword that simply desires blood."
"Oh, you mean he no longer kills innocent people?"
"Yes, but he still kills people."
"That doesn't matter anymore."
Sang Jiu shook his head, "Actually, if I think about it carefully, even if I knew who he was, I would still save him."
"Why? Just because you have stayed at Thousand Buddhas Temple for a long time and think you have devoted yourself to Buddha?"
"No, I didn't feel like he was a bad person at the time. Even though he carried six swords, was covered in blood, and looked ferocious, I didn't feel like he was a bad person."
Sang Jiu made an exception, picked up the cigarette rod, and smoked a rare third bag of cigarettes in a day.
Instead of using the lampstand on the table, I struck matches and lit cigarettes myself.
"I feel like I can feel people's hearts."
After taking a few puffs and spitting out the smoke, he continued: "I'm not lying to you. Although I am not a monk, I have stayed in this Buddhist temple for a long time and I feel that I have been influenced by it and must abide by the precepts, so I cannot lie to others. .
Although Ren Qi was unconscious at that time, I felt that he was a painful, lonely, resolute, and determined person, but he was not a bad person, so I had to do my best to save him.
I don’t know what he went through. More than a dozen bones were broken all over his body, and a quarter of his meridians were damaged, either torn or broken, but even so, he was still alive. ”
Yin Xiu felt shocked and angry when she heard this.
Who made a great master like Ren Qi look like this?
Even Yin Xiu herself admitted that she had never suffered such a serious injury.
"You don't have to worry."
Sang Jiu comforted Yin Xiu: "He is not dead, and he will probably not become a cripple. Although I have not been back for more than half a month, I can feel that he has an obsession."
"He is indeed very obsessed."
Yin Xiu nodded: "Maybe before it is completed, no matter what kind of life and death situation it is, he will survive."
"But is it a good thing to have deep obsession?"
Sang Jiu sighed, and when he looked at Fayin, his eyes couldn't help but turn red.
"Abbott's obsession is too deep, so he has reached this point. Now he lives not for himself, but for Buddha and Bodhisattva."
He seemed to really feel Fain's heart, so he became sad.
"How long will he live?" Yin Xiu suddenly asked.
"The elders in the temple said that at least until the fifteenth day of August, after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the abbot will be considered to have lived to two hundred years old. He can cultivate the physical body of a Bodhisattva, bear relics, and achieve enlightenment."
"With such a smelly and rotten skin, what kind of positive fruit and relics can be produced, it is better to give it a good time and burn it clean."
Yin Xiu stood up unceremoniously.
He was leaving, and he would never stay with the living dead and the Miao people who had turned into rotten flesh for a moment longer.
"Please wait."
Sang Jiu took off a jade pendant from his body and handed it to Yin Xiu.
It was a piece of snake-shaped jade pendant of average quality, even the carving was very rough.
"Please help me give this jade pendant to the Miao girl and tell her that there are no wizards in Qianfo Temple, only the herb collectors are left."
"Okay." "Also, leave Thousand Buddhas Temple as soon as possible. Don't eat anything here. Leave as soon as dawn."
"Which way?"
"It goes either way."
Sang Jiu said seriously: "If you go to pick up the swordsman, please also tell my daughter not to come to Qianfo Temple to find me. It is best to go with you and stay away from this place."
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Yin Xiu accepted the jade pendant and felt that there seemed to be a hidden meaning in his words, so he asked tentatively: "Do you want to withdraw from the world?"
"You are not in the arena to begin with, so how can you talk about withdrawing from it?"
Sang Jiu sighed and said: "Now that I am old, I just want to raise my daughter. The rest is to accompany the green lantern, recite Buddhist scriptures, and forget about this life.
But things have changed. Now I can only do something for Buddha and Bodhisattvas and do my best. ”
"Including this?" Yin Xiu asked.
"What?"
"I mean, would Buddha be willing to see an enlightened monk fall into delusion and his two disciples become devils and Rakshasas who deceive people's hearts?"
Sang Jiu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that he had no way to answer this question, and couldn't help but said angrily: "I don't know."
"It doesn't matter, because I don't know either."
Yin Xiu spread her hands, "And I don't care either."
As he spoke, he walked out, but stopped again when he reached the door.
Because Yin Xiu saw the skinny monk Wuchen standing next to the courtyard wall.
He was the one who sat in the house with Fain before Sang Jiu came.
He is also one of the people who wants Fayin to live to be two hundred years old.
At this time, his eyes that were almost covered by eyelids were burning, and he said angrily: "You shouldn't be here at all."
"I know, but I'm here anyway."
Yin Xiu put the wine bottle away.
"Are you trying to get justice, or what?"
"It's nothing."
Yin Xiu shook his head, "I just came here to find someone. Now that what I want to know and what I don't want to know is clear, there is no need for me to stay here."
"You know the secret, and you still think you can leave?"
"What?"
Yin Xiu looked at him and said, "Don't you want to be a good person and become a Buddha immediately?"
"The person who becomes a Buddha does not have to be me."
Wu Chen's eyes were firm, "If you want to go to hell, I should go first."
"I don't think you want to go to hell, you want to die."
Yin Xiu ignored him and just walked forward.
call out!
The sound of breaking wind suddenly rose, Wu Chen slapped Yin Xiu's chest with his palm, and the force penetrated Yin Xiu's body, leaving cracks on the ground.
However, Yin Xiu remained motionless, and Wu Chen only had surprise on his face.
The palm that hit Yin Xiu just now was like a mud cow sinking into the sea, and even Wu Chen felt that his arm disappeared at a certain moment.
"Who are you?" His eyes widened.
"As I said, he's just a passerby."
Yin Xiu didn't fight with him, but just pumped her chest and pushed Wu Chen a few steps away with strong force.
The master of synesthesia...
When Sang Jiu saw this scene inside, he was not thinking that he was glad that he didn't take action against him, but actually felt that there was a turning point in his despair and that he had survived from a desperate situation.
The things they couldn't achieve before were due to their lack of ability, but now, with a master of the synaesthesia realm here, everything has turned for the better.
Because synesthesia is a special existence that can destroy all miracles and create miracles.
While he was thinking this, Wu Chen was still stubborn and walked a few more steps. His cassock made the wind sound and he slapped Yin Xiu's Tianling Cap with his palm.
Yin Xiu gently twisted her neck and dodged the palm lightly. At the same time, she pushed her shoulders forward slightly, knocking Wu Chen to the ground after the missed attack.
"This powerful Vajra Palm, you used the move well, but unfortunately the speed and strength are not enough, and the body cannot support the power.
It looks like a child swinging a tomahawk. I don't know if the child is controlling the axe, or if the ax is carrying the child around. ”
Yin Xiu glanced at him sideways and said, "It's only three things. There will be no next time. If you are still stubborn, I guarantee you will die."
"I'm not stubborn. On the contrary, I feel that I know what I'm doing."
Wu Chen stood up. At this time, the other monks in the mountain were alarmed by the sound just now, and they all stepped outside to watch.
At this time, they were all standing by the courtyard wall, not knowing what was happening.
When Sang Jiu walked out of the room, the monks standing outside all looked at him and started talking in low voices.
In this way, Yin Xiu discovered that these monks did not know Sang Jiu's existence. He seemed to be a shadow in the temple.
"Give up."
Sang Jiu said this to Wu Chen.
"Maybe this young man is right. We are stubborn and think that Bodhisattva and Buddha will be willing to see our sacrifice and forbearance.
But in fact, the abbot already wanted to die and was unwilling to live anymore. ”
Wu Chen shook his head, "We have persisted here, it only takes two months, and things will be done in two months.
What I see is completely opposite to what you see. Although Master is in pain, why doesn't he want to persevere? ”
The two were in a stalemate, not knowing who to listen to.
They didn't know who was right, whether Abbot Fayin wanted to die immediately or whether he wanted to live?
At this time, Yin Xiu suddenly said: "I wonder if you have heard of the allusion of Nanquan killing the cat?"
Everyone present paused.
Nanquan Kills the Cat is about a cat that broke into the temple one day and attracted the attention of the monks in the temple.
Everyone loves this cat, but who should feed it? The monks in the east and west halls had a dispute and refused to give in to each other.
Master Nanquan appeared, and after asking about the reason, he came in again carrying a steel knife.
He picked up the cat, put a knife on the cat's body, and asked the two groups: "If all living beings attain enlightenment, they will be saved. If they do not attain enlightenment, they will be beheaded."
No one could answer, so Master Nanquan raised his knife and cut the cat in half.
Sang Jiu fell into deep thought, while Wu Chen didn't know why Yin Xiu brought up this famous public case in the Song Dynasty. Did he mean something, or...
Oops!
Wu Chen screamed uncontrollably, already understanding what Yin Xiu wanted to do.
However, it was too late at this time. Yin Xiu smashed the window like a ghost, and used one hand as a pointing finger to poke into Abbot Fayin's throat.
No one could stop him, no one had time to react.
Abbot Fayin's blood that should have dried long ago flowed out, staining the sheets red.
"In this case, all the disputes and entanglements are over. If you want to hate, just hate me, but at least I have freed you all, right?
This is my response to the many kind-hearted monks of Qianfo Temple. I am here to help you get rid of this obsession. ”
Yin Xiu originally thought and said this.
Until he saw a bug twisting in Monk Fain's neck.
"Sang Jiu, is this the secret of why you stay here?" (End of Chapter)