If you can't be a son-in-law, you have to be sanctified

Chapter 157 Is he worshiping Buddha, or is he worshiping his desire to kill?
Maybe it's because the rare bright sun hangs high in the sky today, the winter wind has slowed down a lot, and the smoke from cooking houses in the distance is also finely scattered in the sky.
Lu Jing was paying the bill with a smile, and the shopkeeper of the restaurant saluted Lu Jing again and again, saying these polite words in his mouth.

The shopkeeper naturally knows Lu Jing. In today's Taixuanjing, most people have heard the name of Mr. Lu Jingxiao who lives in Kongshan Lane, Yanglu Street.

People around Yanglu Street have also seen Lu Jing going to and from the library every day.

In addition, Lu Jing's appearance and temperament are unforgettable at a glance. The shopkeeper and the waiter in the restaurant on Yanglu Street are naturally familiar with Lu Jing.

Lu Jing would occasionally come here to drink two pots of deer wine. After all, the deer wine on Yanglu Street, even in Taixuanjing, was quite famous.

The wine itself is indeed mellow and fragrant, and soft in the throat, which can be regarded as a good wine.

The shopkeeper politely said that Lu Jing didn't need to pay the bill, and Lu Jing paid the bill with a smile, and then brought two pots of fine wine under the shopkeeper's kindness, and then walked out of the restaurant.

As soon as he went out, Li Yushi walked out of the small courtyard behind the restaurant with a gloomy face, holding a folding fan.

Behind Li Yushi, Wang Shaxiong held the knife in his right hand and kept his head down, not daring to look up at his young master.

The chubby shopkeeper of the restaurant glanced at Li Yushi, and didn't dare to look at this extraordinary nobleman again.

The reason is that the shopkeeper clearly saw that the face and cheeks of the third son of the Li family were bluish-purple, one eye was congested, and the surrounding eye sockets were full of black wounds, and he looked quite embarrassed...

What happened in the small courtyard behind the restaurant?
The shopkeeper of the restaurant didn't dare to speculate, and he didn't dare to look at Mr. Li, lest Li Yushi would become angry and take his anger on him.

Li Yushi's mind is naturally not on these little people.

He also walked out of the entrance of the restaurant, looking at Lu Jing's back that was always upright and steady, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

A few breaths of time passed.

Li Yushi still couldn't help taking a deep breath. The arrogance he had cultivated in his heart for more than [-] years made him feel as if there was a raging fire burning in his heart when he thought of what happened in the courtyard today. .

"Lu Jing..."

Li Yushi repeated Lu Jing's name in his heart, and narrowed his eyes slightly, but it caused severe pain in his eyes.

"Everything must be reciprocated." Li Yushi thought so.

But Lu Jing felt particularly refreshed, walking on Yanglu Street seemed much lighter.

He walked towards Kongshan Lane, walked several hundred steps forward, and saw two acquaintances walking towards him from the other side of Yanglu Street.

It was his neighbors Pei Yingui and Miss Hancai.

Pei Yingui's pale pear blossom face, light willow waist, three thousand blue hairs are casually erected with hair bands, no powder or daisy is applied, but her face has its own color.

She and Hancai saw Lu Jing's figure from a distance, and what was rare was that Pei Yingui actually took the initiative to stop this time, waiting for Lu Jing at the entrance of the empty mountain alley.

Lu Jing approached, with a smile on his face, and nodded at the two of them.

"Master Jing." Hancai said with surprise in his eyes, "I didn't expect to meet you."

Pei Yingui looked at his maid helplessly.

This is the entrance of Kongshan Alley, since they all live in this alley, there is a chance to meet each other on weekdays, so why should they be so surprised.

"It just so happens that I made two jugs of wine today, and it's Yanglulou's fine wine, which is better than the usual deer wine.

Miss Pei and Miss Hancai happened to take a pot home.

Now that it is getting colder today, warming up a pot of wine at night will give you more warmth. "

While Lu Jing was speaking, he handed a jug of wine to Hancai.

Hancai looked sideways at Pei Yingui, a little hesitant.

Without the slightest hesitation, Pei Yingui thanked Lu Jing: "In that case, I thank Mr. Jing."

"Call me Lu Jing." Lu Jing's voice was still so peaceful, with a gentle smile on his face, he was neither impatient nor impatient: "We are neighbors, and we have known each other for a long time. Miss Pei also helped me, so there is no need to always Call me son."

Pei Yingui thought for a while: "Since that's the case, I will call you Mr. Lu Jing. You are Mr. Shulou. You are very knowledgeable. I may ask you to help me in the future."

Before the assassination in Kongshan Alley, Lu Jing passed out in the alley, Pei Yingui came to help, and Qing Yue, who had been guarding the wall all night...

Lu Jing naturally remembered these things. At this moment, Pei Yingui spoke up. Although Lu Jing didn't know what Pei Yingui wanted him to help with, he still nodded and agreed.

The three stood at the entrance of the empty mountain alley, talking to each other.

Behind Lu Jing, a carriage slowly passed by. The smile on his face remained unchanged, and he didn't even turn around to look at the carriage.

But there was a strange look in Pei Yingui's eyes, and his eyes followed the carriage.

The carriage passed by, and someone lifted the curtains of the carriage, revealing the man sitting in it, who was staring at Lu Jing indifferently with his head turned sideways.

The man looked a little embarrassed, with loose hair and a bruised face, as if he had just been beaten severely.

But his eyes were very calm, with only a faint light shining, like a wolf running in the dark night, just locked on its prey.

For some reason, even Pei Yingui felt that the man in the carriage hated Lu Jing extremely.

At the same time, Pei Yingui sensed that around the carriage, there was a blazing fire hidden in the void.

The fire was high, and she didn't even hide the killing intent that permeated the air... The target of this murderous intent was Lu Jing standing in front of them!

"Mr. Lu Jing, seems to have offended someone?"

Pei Yingui thought to himself.

And Lu Jing, who was always calm, probably also sensed the murderous thoughts from a monk of Shenhuo.

But to Pei Yingui's surprise, Lu Jing didn't intend to hold back at all, turned around, and whispered to the carriageway: "Mr. Yu Shi, you haven't left Yanglu Street yet, and you will order your subordinates to restrain themselves." Some, this is too rude."

Lu Jing's voice was calm, without much threatening intent, and the smile on his face remained the same, without restraining himself.

But when he said these words.

In just a moment, the man in the carriage froze, looked back at Lu Jing, and lowered the curtain.

The raging killing intent also subsided in an instant, as if it had never appeared before.

The carriage is drifting away.

Lu Jing, Pei Yingui and Hancai entered Kongshan Alley together.

"Mr. Lu Jing, you seem to have offended some important person."

It was rare for Pei Yingui to speak on his own initiative, and said: "The exercises I practice are a bit special, and I sensed that there was a turbulent divine fire burning beside the carriage just now.

You have to be careful, he is not an ordinary godfire monk. "

Whether it's martial arts or primordial spirit, once you step into the sixth realm, every realm becomes quite long.

In the realm of the same divine fire, there is a huge gap between the virtual realm where only one level of divine fire is ignited until the third level of divine fire is ignited, compared with the extreme realm where seven or eight levels or even nine levels of divine fire are ignited.

And the black-clothed old man beside Li Yushi had obviously lit the divine fire above the seventh level, and he was a true extreme cultivator.

Pei Yingui reminded him kindly, and Lu Jing nodded with a smile, not wanting to say anything more.

On the contrary, the girl Hancai looked at Lu Jing suspiciously, and then remembered the scars on the face of the nobleman in the car, her eyes moved slightly, and she guessed: "Mr. Lu Jing, is the wound on that man's face Did you hit it?"

Pei Yingui who was on the side also suddenly remembered the scene of Lu Jing dragging the corpse to Wulong Street that day, and thought of the scene of Lu Jing's just saying a word, the cultivator of Shenhuo restrained his murderous intentions, and the man who was staring at him fiercely also turned his head away , seems to be afraid of Lu Jing.

She suddenly felt that Han Cai's guess was indeed possible.

Immediately after she saw that Lu Jing didn't refute or admit it, she felt more and more that this matter was probably true.

"Maybe it's from the Li family." Pei Yingui thought of the conflict between Lu Jing and the Li family in Xuandu.

When they arrived at the small courtyard at the gate of Lu Jing, Lu Jing invited the two of them to sit down for a while. Pei Yingui and Hancai didn't want to bother, they only said that they would come back when they had time, and there were still some trivial matters.

Naturally, Lu Jing would not force him, said goodbye to the two of them, and entered the courtyard.

It was past noon, and Lu Jing entered the yard, and found that Qingyue was breathing with her eyes closed on the futon in the main house.

Her breathing has obviously become much easier, and her body is healthier than before. When it snows in winter, Qingyue doesn't feel as cold as before when she walks in the snow.

But her innate talent doesn't seem to be suitable for practicing martial arts. Even with the Daxueshan Zhenxuan Kungfu method of breathing, her body and bones have never been greatly improved.

Before Lu Jing entered Dali Temple, Qingyue still suffered from heart palpitations occasionally, but the frequency was much less.

Lu Jing entered the room and sat at the desk not far from Qingyue, reading.

After a long time, Qingyue woke up from concentrating on breathing, and saw her young master came back, with sincere joy on her face.

"Master, have you ever had lunch?"

"I've eaten. I told you before that if I don't return at noon, you don't have to worry about me anymore. Just take care of yourself. If you don't want to cook, go to the street and buy some snacks to eat. The family's money It's in your hands anyway, so don't treat yourself badly."

"Got it." Qing Yue blinked, and the two sat in the room chatting.

During the chat, today Qingyue rarely asked about a difficult point in the Tuna method, and Lu Jing carefully explained it several times before Qingyue understood.

"Master, I went to the street this morning, and the wine officer on the street next door said that he went to deliver wine to soldiers on Wulong Street last night and saw you."

Qingyue suddenly mentioned this matter, her face was a little lonely.

Lu Jing was also slightly stunned, and then he realized that he dragged the corpse to Wulong Street with great fanfare, and when those things happened, they naturally spread the buzz in the streets and alleys.

Qingyue goes out every day to buy a house, and always comes back after hearing something.

So the smile on Lu Jing's face became more gentle, and he was about to talk to Qing Yue.

The look of loneliness in Qingyue's eyes became more and more serious: "Master, I have heard people say that the more outstanding a person is, the more often he will be involved in trouble.

The young master is shining brightly, even in this huge Taixuanjing, even those noble children from the big mansions cannot suppress the young master's brilliance.

Therefore, even if the young master wants to be content with peace, there are still many turmoil coming, and Qingyue is actually aware of them all. "

Lu Jing, who originally wanted to talk, immediately understood when he heard Qing Yue, who had been watching him go home all the time, utter these words...

Over the past few days, he has caused many disturbances in Taixuanjing, but Qingyue seldom asks the reasons for his actions, nor his whereabouts.

This is not because Qingyue plants flowers and practice calligraphy every day, cleans the yard every day, cooks every day, and has never heard about Lu Jing.

Maybe... Qingyue will always know about everything about Lu Jing as long as it is spread to the streets.

But all along, Qingyue was unwilling to ask Lu Jing too much.

"Will the young master think Qingyue is too stupid?"

Today's Qingyue's picturesque eyebrows and eyes are full of melancholy, she looks at the dark courtyard at night: "Qingyue is too ordinary, neither martial arts nor primordial spirit can be practiced well, even if I have been struggling every day these few days Practicing this breathing method has not made much progress..."

When Lu Jing heard Qingyue's words, he subconsciously felt that Qingyue was worried that she would become a burden to him.

Unexpectedly, Qingyue said again: "If my cultivation talent can be better, if I can also practice swords or other weapons, and if I encounter some dangerous things in the future, I can stand on the side of the young master." by your side, or hold a weapon and stand in front of the young master."

When Qingyue said this, she probably suddenly remembered something, and sighed: "For example, the lady of the Nanguo Duke's Mansion is born to be a wizard of swordsmanship. If I have that kind of talent, the young master will not go forward alone."

Only then did Lu Jing realize that Qingyue said a lot today, not because she was worried about herself, but because she was worried about his safety.

This is Qingyue's sincere wish... I hope that I can have enough power to protect Lu Jing.

Therefore, Lu Jing looked at Qingyue with softer eyes, he gently rubbed Qingyue's hair, and said with a smile: "You don't have to belittle yourself, you don't have to be radiant, and you don't have to be someone else, just be yourself, Stand behind me."

Lu Jing looked at Qingyue, then turned his head to look at the not-so-luxurious and not-so-spacious small courtyard, and said sincerely: "Because you are in this small courtyard, and precisely because you are waiting for me, even if I go alone Okay, it seems to be carrying a hundred thousand soldiers.

The courage in my chest is unmatched by anyone just because you are behind me. "

Lu Jing's straightforward and fiery words fell into Qingyue's ears.

Qingyue stared at him blankly, Lu Jing smiled at her, and between his hands, the wind and thunder moved together, illuminating the small courtyard, and forming a flower in the air.

Lu Jing reached out, picked off the flowers suspended in the air and handed them to Qingyue.

Thunder light surged on the flower, and another thunder light emerged.

Qingyue was not afraid, because Lu Jing handed it to her, so she stretched out her hand and grabbed the root of the thunder flower.

The light flickered, and many lights lingered on Qingyue's hand. The flowers that were not full at first suddenly moved, and the petals of flowers and leaves bloomed.

Qingyue's lonely eyes immediately became radiant. She looked at the flowers in her hand in surprise, as if she had forgotten her loneliness just now.

With a smile in his eyes, Lu Jing looked at Qingyue's joy.

Just as he said, he was in Taixuanjing, which seemed to be prosperous but full of chills, and because of many reasons, he fell into some turbulence.

But Lu Jing didn't find it hard. The reason was that there were indeed many interesting people in Taixuanjing, and there were also many people who had him in their hearts.

Maybe the light-supporting sword energy and the spring thunder sword spirit he cultivated were born of this.

"Qingyue, Shengzi, Mr. Guanqi, Mister Jiu, Concubine Wang, Senior Fengmian, Brother Xuanwu, The Thirteenth Prince, Cousin, Cousin... and Uncle Chongshan in the Jokhang Temple..."

Lu Jing thought of a figure in his mind, and the smile in his eyes became much stronger.

Until he thought of Lu Chongshan, his heart moved, and he said: "It's been a long time since I saw my uncle, I will find some free time in the future and go to Jokhang Temple to see him."

Lu Jing thought so.

-

There is a Jokhang Temple on Jokhang Mountain.

This mountain looks like navy blue, with many trees planted on the mountain, rough mountain scenery, deep canyons, and unpredictable mountain atmosphere, it is indeed an excellent viewing place.

It was winter at this time, and most of the trees on the mountain were bare, only the pines and cypresses showed some greenery.

And because of the heavy snow falling on the Jokhang Mountain, with these embellishments of greenery, it is like embellishing white porcelain with some green patterns.

At this moment, among the many mountains, in front of a small river.

A young monk aged sixteen or seventeen was holding a self-made fishing rod and sitting on the shore with hope in his eyes.

This little monk has delicate features, two amber eyes are piercing, and the eyes are quite agile when they turn.

He was wearing a white monk's robe, and under the sunlight, the seemingly innocent monk's robe reflected dense scriptures.

The little monk is fishing.

The river was already frozen, but he dug a hole.

"Brother Shenxiu, are there really fish in the river in winter?"

Beside the monk Shenxiu who was fishing, a young monk with a thin body, a fair complexion, and a more delicate face licked his lips, holding a bamboo basket in his hand, waiting for the monk Shenxiu to catch a fish.

"There are fish, I saw them that day."

Monk Shenxiu was full of confidence: "And it's a big yellow croaker shining with golden light, it must be fat and delicious, Chenghui, just wait, senior brother will grill the fish for you today."

Cheng Hui blinked his eyes, and swallowed his saliva when he thought of the plump big yellow croaker, although he didn't understand why there were big yellow croakers in the river in winter.

But Senior Brother Shenxiu is a Buddhist disciple of the Jokhang Temple, and also the senior brother and benefactor who picked him up.

Senior Brother Shenxiu said that if he could catch a big yellow croaker, he would definitely be able to, even if Senior Brother Shenxiu had been fishing here every day for the past ten days, and he had caught nothing every day, it did not affect Chenghui's belief in him.

About ten or so breaths later, Chenghui suddenly had a sad face, and peeked at the distant mountain: "Brother, I always feel that someone is watching us.

If the host finds out, we will secretly fish and eat here, and we will be punished by him again. "

Monk Shenxiu shook his head nonchalantly: "If you can really eat fish, what's the point of being scolded? Ever since I returned to the Jokhang Temple, a bird has faded out of my mouth. If I don't eat any meat, I forget that meat is What does it smell like?"

Chenghui nodded at first, then remembered the presider's teachings, and said with some hesitation: "Brother, you are a Buddhist disciple of the Jokhang Temple, but if you kill and eat meat, don't you violate the Great Precept?"

"It's good to break the precepts." Monk Shenxiu said quite calmly: "If you are caught breaking the precepts, at most you will be kicked out of the mountain gate and travel for a few months. Then I will take you to the Northwest Road. It is said that the mutton there..."

When Monk Shenxiu said this, he suddenly stopped and shook his head again.

Chenghui thought that it was Monk Shenxiu who was afraid of being heard, but she heard Monk Shenxiu say: "There has been trouble in the Northwest Road recently, it is not appropriate to go there, so go to Nankai Road, and eat the fish, shrimp and crab from the South China Sea, it must be very delicious."

Chenghui turned her head to the side and thought about it carefully, and there was more expectation in her beautiful eyes, and she stopped trying to persuade Monk Shenxiu to keep the precepts, and nodded slightly.

"Come on, rub your brother's shoulder."

Monk Shenxiu was probably tired of fishing, so he greeted him casually, Chenghui walked behind Shenxiu without hesitation, and kneaded his shoulders for him.

And on the distant peak.

Host Shi Nu is watching the two of them go fishing with the old man Nan who is wearing gold and silver.

Nanlaogong didn't say much.

The host of Shinu was still wearing the golden nine-striped sangha, and his gentle face was full of sorrow: "What should I do if I raise such a traitor.

When I go west, how can he inherit the mantle of the Jokhang Temple and promote the Tripitaka for me. "

Nan Laoguo was quite helpless when he heard Shi Nu's hostess' tone, so he didn't say much, he just said: "People who are talented, intelligent, and amazingly talented all have some unique temperaments.

Not to mention far away, for example, the Buddhist disciples of the Landa Temple who are about to return to Beijing have always advocated killing to stop evil in their philosophy, and the one who practiced is the one who glared at the Buddha.

For example, my eccentric sixth son doesn’t like wealth or power. Every day he only thinks about going south with his sword and looking at the mountains and rivers.

Another example...Lu Jing, he acts without rules, and he always does things according to his temperament, but because of this, he develops a noble spirit...

Shenxiu is still young, if you give more guidance, you can always return home by different routes. "

When Nanlao Guogong talked about Lu Jing, his expression was a little unnatural.

The host Shi Nu naturally knew the reason, and he didn't want to poke Nan Laoguo's sore spot, so he put his palms together and said the Buddha's name.

"Hundreds and thousands of Dharma Gates all return to the same square inch. The magic method of the river sand is always in the heart. There are many people who practice in the world, but whether it is cultivating the soul or martial arts, in addition to cultivating vitality and seeking the truth of the world, they also cultivate a temperament. .

Shenxiu's temperament is naturally very good, with a heart of seeking the Buddha, he can also realize the Buddha's Dharma, but sometimes, his character is still too detached, among the eight precepts, he can't get rid of the precept of gluttony and worshiping the Dharma. "

Nanlao Guogong didn't care about it: "If you can observe all the eight precepts, wouldn't you want to become a Buddha immediately?

Buddhists in Landa Temple never held the precept of 'no killing intent', and thousands of Buddhas and monks in the world could not get rid of a single precept of 'no greed'. "

At this moment, Nanlao Guogong is quite sober, and he made it clear.

Host Shi Nu thought carefully, and then bowed to Nanlao Guogong: "It's because I have too much hope, and it can be regarded as a kind of greed."

Nanlaogong also sighed: "The so-called authorities are obsessed, just like in my Nanguo's mansion, there are many trivial things recently.

I have many children and grandchildren, but the outstanding ones are unwilling to take over my huge family business. Feng Mian actually came to ask me to resign yesterday, saying that he wants to go to the world again.

He Yu has been absent-minded recently, and she is very awkward when practicing swords. That feathered sword heart makes her extremely talented, but it seems to be restraining her.

Although Nan Xuehu is a concubine, he has the ability to lead the army, but it is a pity that he only wants to give the family business to He Yu, and he has no interest in running a business on weekdays, and there is not much time to return... Makes me feel tired. "

Nanlao Guogong finally stopped hiding in front of his friends for decades, his face was full of fatigue.

Host Shi Nu heard all these words, and said without thinking too much: "The old Duke also has greed in his heart, and always wants to make the Duke's mansion flourish like this forever."

"Isn't this human nature?" The gold and silver worn by Nanlao Guogong shone brightly under the sunlight: "The shadow of my ancestors, and I carried a huge mountain on my shoulders, so I laid such a foundation. If I don't expect Looking forward to the prosperity of the Nanfu, do you still wish for the decline of the Nanfu?"

Host Shi Nu shook his head: "Even if it's a grand mansion, it won't be prosperous forever.

Now the Nanguo government has Nan Fengmian and Nanheyu, and even Shi Shizi's son Nanyuexiang and his son Nanxuehu are considered extraordinary.

It's just that, as the Duke said, people have unique temperaments only when they are extraordinary, and each has his own needs.

Because of this, the old Duke is actually not worried. With them in Nanfu, they will not perish. At most, they will lose some business all over the world. Why be so sad? "

Old Nan Guogong frowned when he heard Shi Nu's presiding officer's words, and thought for a long time, wondering if he had figured it out.

The two old men walked in the snow like this, and reached a peak, looking down.

But on the opposite side of the peak, there is a huge statue of Buddha built on the mountain, perhaps twenty or thirty feet high.

This Buddha statue is the Dazang Buddha sculpture that the Jokhang Temple is famous for.

The Dazang Buddha sculpture is magnificent, and the Buddha made a vase seal, and there is a vast amount of Buddha energy gushing out from his body, which is very mysterious.

Nan Laoguo stood on the peak, looking at the Buddha statue opposite, his eyes gradually fell, but he saw a middle-aged Confucian scholar in a blue shirt who seemed to have just finished reading Buddhist classics, looking towards the Buddha statue. The eagle bowed down slowly.

"Is it Lu Chongshan from Lu Mansion?"

Nan Laogong held his hands behind his back and looked down at Lu Chongshan condescendingly.

For some reason, this old man who was once majestic in the world felt that Lu Chongshan, who had no blood and fluctuating vitality, was a bit strange.

Host Shi Nu also looked at Lu Chongshan, and said with a smile: "It is Lu Chongshan who has a heart full of dust, and he has been in my Jokhang Temple for ten years.

Practice Dharma diligently every day and pay homage to Buddha. "

Old Nan frowned, and his voice was old: "The Lu family in Jiuhu has been silent for a long time, but these two generations are surprising.

In the past, there was Lu Shenyuan, a young man who was arrogant, and now there is Lu Chongshan, who is proficient in Buddhism in an ordinary body.

There is also a hidden princess in the East Palace, plus that Lu Jing, each of them is worth mentioning. "

"It's just a pity that the Lu family is not harmonious, otherwise there would be prosperity."

"The bloodline of the Crown Princess is still questionable." Host Shi Nu laughed casually, "Lu Manor Lu Shenyuan is obsessed with the method of longevity, and this benefactor of the mountain..."

Shi Nu presided over the speech so far, staring at Lu Chongshan who was worshiping Buddha, and said no more.

Nan Laoguo glanced at Lu Chongshan, but felt that Lu Chongshan had practiced Buddhism diligently for ten years, but he didn't have the slightest sign of a Buddha.

So he looked at Fanlu Chongshan carefully, and a look of shock suddenly appeared in his eyes.

He turned his head and asked the host Shi Nu: "Is this Lu Chongshan worshiping Buddha, or is he worshiping his own murderous desire?"

(End of this chapter)