Poor Monk

Footsteps were silent.

Shen Du's figure was like a ghost, and he had already circled to the back hall of the Thousand Buddha Hall in a moment. At this moment, the scent of white sandalwood wafting around became much lighter.

And what he saw in front of him also made him confused for a moment.

Behind the temple...

It turned out to be like the daily living place of monks?

In the corner to the west, there is an Arhat bed.

The two high walls are lined with scripture scrolls, which look extremely old at first glance, but they are spotless, apparently someone often comes to clean them.

In the other corner is a low table, with a simple futon underneath.

The table was neatly tidied up.

Pens, inks, papers and inkstones are neatly arranged.

Shen Du walked over and lightly picked up the lake brush hanging on the pen holder, only to find that the tip of the brush was still a little wet, it should have been used just today.

There should have been a lot of scriptures on this table.

only……

He twitched his brows slightly, turned his gaze, and saw a few empty spaces on the wall: other places were filled with scriptures, but here was none.

Recalling the scriptures that the monk was holding in his arms when he walked out just now, he vaguely understood that the missing scriptures should all be carried away by the monk.

While making his own reasonable speculation in his mind, Shen Du slowly let go of his fingers.

The hanging lake pen swayed back, still swaying slightly in mid-air.

He was about to turn around and look through the countless scriptures on the wall, but before he could make a move, there was a sound of somewhat messy footsteps in the distance of the Thousand Buddha Hall in the night.

The vague voice gradually became real as the person approached.

As soon as I heard it, I knew someone was coming.

Shen Du was not very happy immediately, but he was afraid of being discovered by others, so he glanced around, and unexpectedly jumped up, and landed on the shoulder of the largest statue of Sakyamuni in the temple!

The inside and outside of the Thousand Buddha Hall are only separated by a wall.

But this wall is not high enough compared to the entire hall. From the position above the head of this big Buddha, the situation of the inner and outer halls can be fully seen.

The huge and solemn Buddha's head perfectly covered his figure and hid him in the darkness.

Soon, people came in from outside.

One big and one small, two monks.

The older one has a fleshy face, and his eyebrows are still a little white, which shows that he is not young anymore.A string of huge Buddhist beads hung around his neck, shaking with his footsteps, making a knocking sound.

The younger one was only thirteen or fourteen years old, with sharp eyes and a very alert look.

After entering the hall, the great monk went straight to the apse without saying a word.

The younger one couldn't hold back, and looked around.

He was also wearing a moon-white monk's robe, and his face was still a little handsome. At this moment, his face was full of curiosity, and he asked as he walked, "Uncle Shanming, is the matter really that serious?"

"It's more serious than that."

The great monk is probably the "Uncle Shan Ming" that the little novice said. He looked fierce and spoke in a low voice, like a bandit, but his expression was calm and dignified.

"These people dared to ambush near the Buddhist monastery, so they can be regarded as lawless."

The little novice was a little puzzled. He frowned and thought for a moment, then asked: "Is this the 'tip of the iceberg' that Master Shanzai said? If it is suspected of being affected, the bloody storm outside may be even worse."

"That's right, that's exactly what it is."

The great monk sighed for a long time, with a look of worry in his eyes, but he didn't stop on his feet, he had already walked around the Buddha statue and walked to the apse.

"Except for the matter of Wu Sheng Lou's benefactor back then, I have never seen such a big battle in the world."

The little novice had also heard the story of Lou Dongwang, looked at the Thousand Buddha Hall, and became more and more strange, and at the same time remembered the rumors that could not be suppressed in Tianji Temple recently.

"I heard that the righteous people, headed by Gu Zhao, the number one immortal of Pengshan, guard near the mountain gate. Is this true?"

"I'm afraid it's true."

Shanming walked to the wall of the book, and he didn't look at the tall Buddha statue behind him from the beginning to the end. Naturally, he didn't find Shen Du hiding on it, but just shook his head.

"They all suspect that Taoist Master Shen of the Demonic Way escaped to the Zen Academy, just like Lord Lou back then, and was rescued by the Temple. For a while, rumors have spread in the world. Although it is obvious that they are only here to inquire, they are secretly persecuting Let's hand it over."

"It's just that it's nothing."

"Righteous knights are incompatible with demons, so there is nothing wrong with coming to ambush them; what is frightening is that demons have also sent many people to linger nearby."

The little novice also went to get the scriptures.

The bottom row of the book wall, that is, the row where some scriptures had been carried by people, was cleared out by them.

Hearing Shanming's words, he was a little surprised: "People of the righteous way want to kill him, and people of the demon way must come to save him. In this way, they are likely to fight near our mountain gate?"

"Fight?"

It's not impossible.

But the most crucial question is not here at all.

Shanming reached out and took down a large pile of scriptures, and piled them up on the low desk. After a little tidying up, he picked them up directly: "If they just fight, it's nothing. But I heard you a while ago Those senior brothers who came back from the mountain tour said that as soon as the big demon Shen disappeared, the demons immediately fought among themselves, divided into several factions, and accused each other of usurping power..."

"what……"

It turned out to be so.

The little novice also hugged a stack of scriptures, apparently not expecting to hear this answer, and let out a cry of surprise.He is not a stupid person, he just thought of why Master Shanming would say "terrible" for a moment.

"Uncle Master means..."

"Let's go, let's help Master Shanzai move all the scriptures there."

The great monk Shanming didn't answer the question, he probably didn't intend to express any further views on this matter, he only held the scriptures and walked towards the outside of the Thousand Buddhas Hall, and also called the little novice to go with him.

The little novice was a little confused.

Thinking of those people and things outside, he felt a little scary.That Daoist Shen is a big devil who everyone can get and punish. He deserved what happened to him, but when he thinks about it carefully, there is an indescribable sadness.

"By the way, Uncle Master, did this person really escape into Bukong Mountain and was rescued by our Buddhist monastery?"

"How is that possible? I'm afraid those people are not interested in drinking!"

The great monk laughed mockingly and strode away.

The little novice was stunned, once again he didn't understand the meaning of what the uncle said, and stood there for a long while before he realized it, and hurriedly followed with the scriptures in his arms.

The night had fallen.

The figures of the two were engulfed by the darkness, and after a short while they reappeared in the lights beside the road in the distance, one big and one small, they felt particularly harmonious.

In the Thousand Buddha Hall, there was silence.

Shen Du's palm rested lightly on the disc-like Buddha's light behind the Buddha's head, his palm was icy cold.His brows and eyes lowered quietly, and his thick eyelashes covered his lower eyelids, covering his pupils in an obscure darkness.

There was no action for a long time.

Standing in the darkness, he suddenly became a part of the Buddha statue.

"Snapped."

Until the oil lamp lit on the incense table in front of the Buddha statue suddenly exploded.A distinct and slight sound, in the silence of all, was heard by him like a thunderbolt.

The eyelashes trembled, and the eyebrows were raised slightly.

Shen Du slowly walked out from behind the Buddha's head.The dim yellow light just happened to be able to see half of his face and figure, and there was a faint warm light, but the other half was always hidden in the darkness, making it hard to see clearly.

"Taoist..."

On the road of demons and demons, the master of Taoism for ten years.

He is Shen Du above ten thousand people...

Even the monks in this monastery would not call him the word "big devil" when they mentioned him, which can be regarded as infinite scenery.

Today, in the past ten or so days, it was the first time that he heard the news from the outside so clearly.

With his mind, he was able to conceive the situation outside based on these few words almost instantly——

Not far from what he had expected at the beginning.

At that Hongmen Banquet, he escaped in desperation and ran to the Tianji Temple in Bukong Mountain, and then by chance, he was rescued by the monk.

I also know that those people in Zhengdao will not let it go.

They determined the direction of his escape, and they could guess with their toes that he must have entered the Buddhist monastery, or at least within the range of Bukong Mountain.

So, they rushed forward.

On the one hand, it is to negotiate with Tianji Temple, listen to their words, and see if they have really saved the big devil himself; , waiting for an opportunity to escape.

It's just that he didn't expect that Gu Zhao would come too.

"laugh……"

A clear sneer appeared on Shen Du's lips.

He really knew Gu Zhao so well, almost when he heard the name from the mouth of the monk named Shanming, he already knew what his plan was.

For all outsiders, this time is definitely a great opportunity to get close to Tianji Temple.

Drunkards don't mean to drink...

Gu Zhao said earlier that he had news of Lou Dongwang's descendants, and now he went to Tianji Temple in person, unless he is a fool, otherwise it can be seen that he really came for the three-volume Buddhist collection.

"The first fairy of Pengshan?"

fart!

This person only has the word "immortal" on his appearance and temperament, and his inner character and secret demeanor are probably a little dirtier and more unscrupulous than Shen Du.

As for the situation in the Demon Dao, there is nothing unexpected about it.

When he was still there, there were many factions in the Tao, fighting against each other.Once there is any dispute, it is never fatal to start a fight.

It's just that in the past ten years, I have gradually become intimidated by him and dare not move.

But without him...

Shen Du smiled coldly, he could almost foresee that there would be a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood on the Jiantian Cliff at this moment, and his eyes would turn red from killing.

Who will remember that there is a Daoist?

Just like what Na Shanming said, these people on the demon path are the ones who want to let him die, and want to take advantage of his illness to kill him!

just don't know-

What role did Pei Wuji play in this mighty strangulation?

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Regardless of whether he betrayed himself or not, the chaos on Jiantianya is probably enough for him to take care of it, and it is not so easy to take care of it.

Therefore, the demon Taoist master will not change people in a while.

As long as he can successfully survive the backlash after ten days, he will surely make a further step in the cultivation of Liuhe Shenjue.At that time, even if the injury cannot be fully recovered, the strength will still have eight points as usual.

Self-defense will not be a problem.

The rest is how to find a way out in this dead end.

The fragrance of white sandalwood rose faintly.

Shen Du just stood there silently for a while, and then he leaped briskly and returned to the apse.

Part of the scriptures on the wall have been removed, and it looks empty at first glance.The scriptures left on the wall are all Buddhist classics, and it seems that there are no three volumes of Buddhist scriptures.

He rummaged without a word.

I have read all the old and new scriptures on the whole page, and none of them has half a word of martial arts recorded.

"Strange, no?"

Turning out a volume of scriptures on the far right corner, and reading the first sentence "So I heard it", let Shen Du know that it is another volume of Buddhist scriptures.

He frowned suddenly: "These bald donkeys..."

From the dumb monk named Buyan to the uncle and nephew who came in later, they all came to remove the scriptures here.

Is it...

"Recently, there must be a gathering of three religions and nine streams near Bukong Mountain. Is it because they are afraid that people will rob them by force, so they moved away?"

Otherwise, what are these bald donkeys doing to move the scriptures away?

Moreover, when he sneaked in today, he only felt that any monk could enter the legendary Thousand Buddha Hall, and it was fine if there were no guards, not even the wise monk Shanzai who was "shocked as a heavenly man" was not there.

This is surprising.

Such indifference, such confidence...

Shen Du could only think of two possibilities:

Firstly, the three-volume Buddhist collection that the world has coveted for a long time is no longer in the hall, so there is no need to guard against it at all; Even if someone comes, it cannot be taken away.

"Look again."

Not much is known right now, so it's hard to draw conclusions.

Shen Du put the volume of Buddhist scriptures he had pulled out back in its original place, and then quickly rummaged through the apse to see if there was anything mysterious that he had overlooked.

Unexpectedly, from east to west, I searched along the wall and the ground, but found nothing.

He even saw the arhat bed.

There is neither any hidden compartment nor any mechanism, and there is no trace of the existence of the dot matrix method.

"Really not?"

The indescribable irritability in his heart surged up in an instant, and he found nothing after walking around. It really made him feel a little bit disappointed when he came rushing to the three volumes of Buddha.

If it wasn't because this was in Tianji Temple, in the Hall of Thousand Buddhas, according to his temper at the moment, he would have slapped him down and wiped out all the trivial things in this small back hall!

Out of sight out of mind!

With a "bang", he was impatient to search any further, and kicked the simple rattan box next to Luohan's bed, knocking it out of the way.

The simple brass lock head "slapped" to the ground.

Shen Du was startled for a moment: This box is not locked?

It's just a simple rattan box, and you can tell that the things inside are relatively light, and it should be storing some trivial clothes.

Curious, he leaned over to take a look.

Sure enough.

There are several monk robes in the rattan box.

Ordinarily, it is not a big deal, and Shen Du has not seen it before, let alone think that one or two monk robes are very attractive.But when he saw clearly the top layer of the monk's robe in the rattan box, he was stunned.

snow white.

It is not the gray, yellow, or even moon white that we often see...

But snow white.

The material of the clothes gave people a feeling of being both thick and elegant, but they were not the same color. They were neatly folded and lying quietly in this box, which suddenly reminded him of the white snow all over the world.

His knowledge of Buddhism is limited.

But these days, because I am bored, I often read the scriptures of the bald donkey, so I also know that the five correct colors of blue, red, yellow, white, and black must not be used for Buddhist monk clothes.

But this monk robe...

The wide sleeve robe hangs over the edge, turned up a section.

Like a piece of moonlight.

Shen Du can fully imagine, if this snow-white monk's robe is worn on the body of the legendary wise monk, how well it fits with the words "shocked as a heavenly man"?

Probably because of being kicked by him, the string of Buddhist beads that should have been pressed in the middle of the folded monk's robes had slipped to the edge of the box, just pressing down on the sleeve robe.

Should be a string of holding beads.

Eighteen beads, made of deep-colored agarwood, are round and smooth, exuding a faint fragrance. The three-way mother-of-pearl beads are connected with stupa beads, and two Buddha-head tassels are adorned below.

He reached out his hand almost subconsciously, wanting to pick it up and have a look.

But who would have thought?

At the moment when he stretched out his hand to get the Buddhist bead, maybe it was affected by the hostility that had arisen in his heart just now, the Chong pulse in the eight extraordinary meridians suddenly felt a sharp pain!

"Snapped!"

The palm was connected to the five fingers, and there was a sudden convulsion and weakness. Shen Du couldn't even hold the Buddhist bead firmly, and in the sudden dizziness, he watched it fall to the ground!