Chapter 975: Crossroads

Outside the Peace Temple.

A black cat is biting a wreath bracelet, acting cute under a tree.

Such a cute wild cat should have attracted many tourists in line to pet it, but beside him stood a giant man with a height of two meters.

He was sweating and barefoot, and his clothes and pants were stretched by the strong muscles. Looking at the fleshy face, one could tell at a glance that he was not a kind person.

This also led to such a cute black cat squatting in the shade of a tree for half an hour, and no one dared to come forward to pet it.

...may be crushed to death by a giant man.

"Is the young master all right?"

Miao Miao was a little worried. .

This is the young master's first time traveling far in his life.

They also promised the Lord that they would take good care of the young master.

A hundred years ago, there was an experience of working in the palace.

Now, the times have changed, and everything has become a vague and strange appearance.

"Probably not, the young master is smart."

Ju'er is very confident in the young master.

"Don't worry, little brother Tai is a fried chicken monster who can kill an old cow!" Butter said with a heavy breath, excited, excited, and panting.

Butter was convinced by that punch.

That powerful punch, the pleasure of Taiyi's knuckles stuck in the flesh, even haunted Butter's soul, which is still unforgettable to this day.

The feeling of being dried into the soil is too ecstasy.

When the three outlanders from Beiju Luzhou were boredly waiting for Yi Lin and Xuan Ci to come out for sightseeing, a strange person caused commotion among the tourists.

I saw him wearing a black vest, with his buttocks sticking up, his face almost touching the ground, turning three times to the left and three times to the right.

"(╥ω╥)#~~It's Xuanci!"

The black cat whined and covered its eyes in despair.

The bull head scratched his head vigorously, very loudly—that was where his horns were, and muttered to himself: "Is the dog in a hurry to pee?"

As we all know, the dog family has always had a bad habit inherited from their ancestors, that is-like to defecate and defecate in the same place.

In another place, they will feel uncomfortable.

So when Niutou saw the action of the dog brother, he made a guess without using his brain.

Brother Gou didn't "wake up" to his weird movements at all, and in the eyes of normal people, he looked like a psychopath.

The two monsters, Black Cat and Ju'er, have lived in the human race for hundreds of years, even if it was "hundreds of years" in ancient times, they also know that Brother Gou's behavior is not very good.

But before they could step forward to stop them,

Brother Gou got up quickly, and walked in front of Butter, Black Cat, and Ju'er with two steps on his feet, with a solemn expression, pointing in a certain direction:

"Over there, there is a monster!"

Brother Gou hadn't finished speaking, his body moved with the shadow, and instantly rushed out in the direction of the evil spirit.

The speed is so fast that tourists click their tongues.

Secretly wondered if this psychopath used to be a sprinter.

"Wait! Brother dog, don't be impulsive!"

The bull's head groaned, stomped on the ground, and rushed to stop it.

"Patter."

Miao Miao opened her big cat's mouth, and the chrysanthemum bracelet in her mouth fell to her feet.

One cat and one chrysanthemum were silent for a moment.

with eyes wide open,

Chrysanthemum trembling leaves,

Unanimously said:

"Two idiots."

...

...

The underground Zen room.

Yi Lin was told by Zen Master Tianxin about her past life identity, and asked calmly:

"Why did the master say that?"

"When a person is about to die, the eyes can see through the falsehood."

"One of the six great supernatural powers of the Buddhist school... the power of fate?"

"Exactly."

Yi Lin nodded calmly and sighed, "I haven't seen you in a hundred years, Zen Master Tianxin, you seem to..."

"Benefactor Lin, the poor monk's days are numbered. He has been lingering until now. He doesn't want to live forever. He just waits for you."

"wait for me?"

"You came here all the way, but for Chunzhen?"

"No, I'm here for Wang Xiaohu."

Zen Master Tianxin hardly breathed, he made a sighing movement, drooped his forehead slightly, and then raised it again: "Back then, the dead leaves wanted to cross him, and the poor monk also wanted to cross him, but I didn't expect that in the end, I was destined to cross the honest man , but not us."

"Please elaborate."

"One day, Chunzhen will go astray, and at that time... only... Lin..."

thump!

talking and talking

Zen Master Tianxin exhaled his last breath and fell in front of Yi Lin.

Fuck?

Yi Lin hurried forward, feeling Zen Master Tianxin's breath and pulse.

Zen master Tianxin... is dead!

Yi Lin didn't have time to feel sad for the death of Tianxin Temple, but felt dumbfounded.

"You made it clear!"

It is agreed that the monks will not play riddles!

Yi Lin was speechless.

But just when he wanted to help Zen Master Tianxin up,

There were footsteps on the stairs.

Chunhan walked in, sad and sad: "Master Tianxin has passed away!"

Yi Lin turned her head and looked at Master Chunhan who was kneeling in front of Zen Master Tianxin's corpse: "I haven't found the answer I'm looking for, did Master Tianxin tell you the second half of the sentence in advance?"

Chunhan knelt on the ground, and when he raised his head, tears flowed from his cloudy eyes.

a moment later,

He told the story of Wang Xiaohu that he knew in the past hundred years.

Listening to Master Chunhan's narration,

Yi Lin finally understood the former identity of the person in front of her.

It turned out that he was the King Zhengbei who ruled the north back then!

But after the civil strife ended that year, King Zhengbei suddenly came to his senses, regretted his life, and hated the past, so he went to Ping'an Temple to be ordained and become a monk, and became Wang Xiaohu's junior, hoping to have peace of mind for the rest of his life.

Dharma name: Chunhan.

During the fifty years of Xia Xiaoman's reign, Master Chunhan followed Zen Master Tianxin, comprehending Buddhism and at the same time being comprehended himself.

In the past, in order to fight for the throne of the emperor, King Zhengbei, who would not hesitate to send troops to conquer the world, let go of his obsessions and became a monk. This made Yi Lin feel that the words of the Buddhist school are really sharp, and they can live a prince. probation.

Let's go back to Wang Xiaohu.

Wang Xiaohu was originally a monk in the Ping'an Temple peacefully.

Until the tenth year of the true peace calendar.

At that time, he was planning to go to Yan Fuzhou in Zhanbuzhou to study Buddhism and go south to learn Buddhist scriptures.

Unexpectedly, something happened.

On his way to the south, he unexpectedly met his parents who had been separated for ten years.

That is, the old Wang's family next door to Lin's house.

During the war, the villagers of Qingniu Village were displaced and walked alone in the war, struggling to survive.

But the king's father and queen mother didn't know that Wang Xiaohu became a monk in the Ping'an Temple, lived on the street, and became a beggar.

On the streets of a certain city, Wang Xiaohu suddenly had a feeling in his heart, and accidentally found his flesh and blood relatives. At that time, in the bumpy and lost life, the king's father broke a leg and the queen mother went blind.

Wang Xiaohu was filled with resentment, and when he asked who did it, Wang Fu and Queen Mother said clearly that it was a Taoist cultivator from Zhujian Villa who did it.

Therefore, Wang Xiaohu went to Zhujian Villa to ask for an explanation.

However, if the people in Zhujian Villa were killed in one bite, it is impossible for monks in the sect to attack ordinary people.

Of course Wang Xiaohu didn't believe it. After all, it was his parents who said it himself. They could even describe that the person who attacked them was carrying a huge sword box.

This is the usual attire of the disciples of Zhujian Villa when they walk in the secular world.

Wang Xiaohu's cultivation level was meager back then, of course he was no match for a Sword Casting Villa, and after being wounded, he was blasted out of the mountain gate.

That's not all.

Wang Xiaohu couldn't get an explanation, so he went back to the residence where his parents were temporarily placed.

What Wang Xiaohu didn't expect was that his exhortation and comfort to his parents before going out turned into a final farewell.

What greeted Wang Xiaohu was not the caring greetings from his parents, but... two bloody heads.

Two bloody human heads were hung on the beams of the house, with hideous faces and horrific deaths.

Wang Xiaohu went crazy.

His parents were cruelly murdered, and the Buddhist heart that made him practice painstakingly for more than ten years completely collapsed.

It is said that that day he braved the heavy rain, knelt in front of the Peace Temple, kowtowed a hundred times, and then disappeared into the rainy night.

About a month after Wang Xiaohu left Qingdu.

In Xuanmen, news spread that Zhujian Villa was destroyed.

Overnight, in Zhujian Villa, no chicken or dog was left behind, and all the heads fell to the ground.

This tragedy gave Wang Xiaohu a fierce reputation on the road, and even surpassed Lin Yi's enthusiasm for a while.

After all, Lin Yi has been dead for ten years and is already an old man, not as popular as Wang Xiaohu.

"and after?"

Yi Lin didn't expect that in the past hundred years, his brother from the same village, Wang Xiaohu, had such a rough experience, she couldn't help frowning, and asked about Wang Xiaohu's follow-up.

But among them, perhaps because of the reasons relayed by others, there are several things that make Yi Lin feel that something is wrong.

"Later, there were rumors that he defected from the Buddhist sect and joined the Mara Hall under the recommendation of the contemporary saintess of the Mara Hall. Later, for nearly fifty years, Junior Brother Chunzhen completely disappeared from the Taoist sect."

"The Saintess of the Mo Luo Temple?"

"Yes, there are rumors that the saintess of the Mo Luo Temple has affection for Junior Brother Chunzhen."

Hearing this, Yi Lin was not surprised, after all, Wang Xiaohu's charm value has always been quite high.

In Qingniu Village back then, when he showed his face and took off his clothes, he made the girls in the village ignorant, and he was a man who tossed and turned repeatedly at night and wet his bed.

Seeing that Yi Lin was silent, Master Chunhan sighed Amitabha, and took the initiative to say the name of the saint who pulled Wang Xiaohu into the Mara Hall.

"The saintess of the Demon Hall is named 'Yan Qianxiu'."

...

Yan Qianxiu!

It is also from the same village!

It's that Xiu'er!

Yi Lin's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

Afterwards, Yi Lin temporarily put the question back into her mind, and asked, "Master Chunhan, you said, I came to find Zen Master Tianxin, and I could find the answer, but Zen Master Tianxin passed away before he could give the answer."

"No, Master Tianxin has already told Master Taiyi the 'answer'." Perhaps because Master Chunhan's cultivation is limited, he can't see through the person in front of him at a glance like the deceased Zen Master Tianxin. Lin Yi, who left behind a illustrious reputation and various legends in the world, still calls Yi Lin "Tai Yi".

I saw Master Chunhan with tears in his eyes, pointing at the fallen body of Master Tianxin.

When Master Tianxin fell down, he maintained a weird gesture with both hands.

The left hand is flexing the fingers to hold a flower, and the index finger of the right hand is raised up alone.

When he fell down, the only index finger on his right hand pointed stiffly in a certain direction.

"Ah... the master means: in the south?"

When Yi Lin understood the riddle left by Zen Master Tianxin with his life,

I froze for a moment.

After a while, Yi Lin clasped his palms together towards the corpse of Zen Master Tianxin, admiring him endlessly.

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