Poor Monk

Tianji Temple!

As soon as these four words came out, the three people who were about to go out at the door stopped almost immediately, turned their heads to look at Feng Xiao who was still holding the letter while their hearts were shuddering.

Shen Du's fingertips trembled even more, and his heart skipped a beat.

It has been a long time since he came back from Bukong Mountain, and the days, nights and nights in the bamboo house in the mountains are already like a dream.

Just because it's too peaceful, even too sweet.

But his life, or the life of the demon Taoist master, has never had anything to do with these two words.

Now he suddenly heard the words "Tianji Temple" not far away, almost subconsciously, Shen Du thought of the dumb monk, and even blurted it out, asking Feng Xiao to hand the letter to him.

But just for a moment, another dull and heavy pain woke him up.

So he paused, suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart, and asked, "Tianji Temple, who is it?"

His tone was somewhat subtly wrong.

Feng Xiao has been by his side for a very long time, even if he can't understand what's going on in his heart, he is clear about his daily demeanor.

She knew it was wrong, but she couldn't seem to say what was wrong specifically.

At this moment, only Pei Wuji, who was standing at the door, took a deep look at Shen Du at this moment, and his slightly stiff fingers pressed on the table without moving.

Feng Xiao is the chief manager on Jiantianya, and she handles many trivial matters around Shen Du, and of course it is not a problem to read these things.

She had already seen the signature of the letter just now.

It’s just that when I said it at this time, I still couldn’t hide the hesitation and inexplicable shock: “It’s the one you mentioned before, the famous one, goodness…”

Goodness.

It's just good.

It is really hard to describe the sudden feeling in my heart, like the last drop of insignificant cold rain falling from the sky, splashing out the faint sparks in the dead ashes, Shen Duwei relaxed his stiff fingers, and smiled as if he didn't care much He smiled and said: "It seems that Tianji Temple really thinks highly of me, Shen, and it is a rare honor for the famous Hui monk Shanzai to write books for me. Read it and listen."

Feng Xiao was startled again.

On this sky cliff, Shen Du is almost the kind of person who stretches out his clothes and opens his mouth.

It's not that I'm spoiled, it's just that I'm too lazy to do it.

It's not that no one has discussed it secretly, thinking that he is too airy, but one day when she accidentally mentioned this, Shen Du only replied: "I am a demon Taoist, can't I kill people, can kill people, and kill more people? ?”

At that time Feng Xiao was speechless.

But that being said, when it really came to a critical moment, Shen Du was the one who could suffer more than anyone else.He usually doesn't read letters by himself, but he will read important letters from important people by himself.

But right now...

Feng Xiao originally thought that he wanted to see it by himself.

It took a while to react, but it didn't take long.

She blinked, then lowered her eyes to look at the simple words and sentences on the thin page of letter paper again, but she couldn't help but marvel at the beautiful and good words full of Zen, and she just read: "Bai Hao, Mr. Pointing to the east, Beidou south to look at the ancient dojo. A word from the west is also sent, and the lamp is only in the center."

When Shen Du heard it, he felt confused, and felt that it was really like a Buddhist gatha, but he also felt that there was no beginning and no end.

Regardless of the other things, I have realized something about "one sentence from the west and send it back".

Seeing that Feng Xiao had stopped, he raised his brows slightly, and the hostility in his brows also jumped, and he said, "It's gone?"

"Gone……"

Feng Xiao was also in a daze, holding the plain letter paper, blinking her eyes, and dryly responded.

Shen Du frowned and said nothing.

Yao Qing at the door couldn't stand still, he was curious and furious at the legendary wise monk Shanzai, hurried over, took the letter from Feng Xiao's hand and took a look.

"It's really only four lines of characters. Taoist, what kind of maneuver is this?"

Tianji Temple has always been aloof.

Not to mention that these scriptures in Buddhism are unfamiliar and difficult for outsiders to understand, even looking at the word "Tianji" in "Tianji Temple" should also give a glimpse of the profoundness.

Hui Seng is good, since the Dharma is profound, these few sentences are also related to the allusions of Buddhism.

It's a pity that Shen Du is not interested in these bald donkey things.

The only knowledge of Buddhism in this life is nothing more than what I read and learned when I was bored in the bamboo house in the bamboo sea in Bukong Mountain.

What I can remember right now is "the patriarch's intention to come to the west".

The third sentence "Xi Lai" refers to the fact that the founder of Zen Buddhism, Bodhidharma, came from the West. However, what the Patriarch Bodhidharma did when he came to the West, and what he sought, has always been an unsolved case in Buddhism.

But what this wise monk Shanzai said is a bit interesting.

What does it mean to "send a sentence from the west, and light the lamp only here"?

In the past, when he sneaked into the Tianji Temple and visited the Thousand Buddha Hall at night, he suffered a great loss under the hands of this bald donkey. Only from the quick and violent rounds of fighting, he could know the opponent's martial arts attainments. In terms of temperament, he is by no means different from those good-natured people in the Buddhist monastery.

good?

How could the posture of the bald donkey match up with this dharma name?Good shit!

So now Shen Du didn't have the slightest intention to take this letter over and read it for himself, and just smiled coldly: "The reason why you never spit out the food you ate, is the golden signboard of Tianji Chanyuan really useful? My surname, Shen, is not too frightening either. Leave the letter alone, don’t bother with it. If they really want to argue with this Daoist, there will be plenty of opportunities when this Daoist carries Lou Zhang up Mount Bukong.”

"Yes."

Feng Xiao vaguely felt that the Buddhist gatha was asking Shen Du to return something, and there was a hint of persuasion, but it was just a feeling, after all, she couldn't understand this thing.

So he just stuffed the letter back into the envelope in a daze, and put it on Shen Du's desk.

Shen Du glanced at it, but didn't look at it.

Yao Qing looked at him, although he knew that he should resign, and that he should not ask too much about the Taoist affairs, but after careful consideration, there were indeed all kinds of doubts.

She still asked: "Master Taoist, as the saying goes, thieves never leave empty space. You really didn't bring anything back from Tianji Temple?"

"..."

Just as Shen Du's fingers touched the book he had just put down, the corners of his eyes twitched when he heard a few words in her words, he only rolled his eyelids, and looked at Yao Qing with a slight smile.

"Won't the thief go empty?"

"Ah, this..."

Oops, I accidentally said the wrong thing again!

She knew that she was talking too much and was wrong. The Taoist master could hold back when he first came back, but in recent days, he found that the Taoist master seemed to have a better temper than before, and he became presumptuous almost naturally.

I didn't feel it at first, but now I pushed myself into the fire pit.

On Yao Qing's heroic face, there was a bit of nervousness, and he quickly searched his brains to find a way to smooth things out for him.

It's just that people are in a hurry, but they can't think of anything.

At this tense moment, it was Cui Hong at the door who took a look at Yao Qing, without a smile on his face, and said calmly: "It is that the Taoist really brought something back, and it is not Yao Youshi who can say it? "

"you!"

Yao Qing raised his brows almost immediately, no matter how he heard it, he felt that Cui Hong's words were harsh.

Shen Du heard it, but he looked at Cui Hong silently, but Cui Hong didn't show any strange expression on his face, which made him unable to see anything.

Obviously he was mocking Yao Qing, but secretly he helped her out.

No matter how you look at it, Yao Qing is also concerned about this, but back then outside Bukong Mountain, he plotted against her and made her face the East Lake Sword Sect to die.

Man, it's really interesting.

"Stop arguing. Follow the instructions earlier, and send more sentries to watch over the Bukong Mountain. If there is any movement in Tianji Temple, I will know immediately. Everyone retreat."

Did he say neither Cui Hong nor Yao Qing?

When these words came out, he had already withdrawn his eyes, lowered his head, and continued to read the book in his hand.

Yao Qing naturally didn't dare to say anything more, although he hated Cui Hong in his heart, he had no choice but to bear it now, and retreated with the rest of the people.

Feng Xiao also backed out quietly, and carefully closed the door behind her.

At this time, Shen Du stared at the pages of the book, only to feel that every word and sentence that was originally organized and clear jumped up on the page, and he couldn't read it at all.

I am restless.

That strange evil fire came up, making him suffocate in his heart.

In the days since he came back, he has been deliberately forgetting, but this letter from Tianji Temple, written by Hui Seng Shanzai, broke all the illusions and disturbed his false peace.

With a "crash", Shen Du finally threw the book in his hand out impatiently, hitting the book shelf in front of him, and a piece of real ancient books fell down.

He also fell down the scroll that had been put away by him.

The sandalwood beads stolen from the Hall of Thousand Buddhas were at hand. He sat behind the desk for a long time before resisting the urge to go over to pick up the scroll and open it, and grabbed the string of beads instead.

The faint breath of sandalwood incense permeates the mind for a moment.

Shen Du felt strangely that he had calmed down a little.

He blinked, his eyes flickered several times, and finally he pulled hard and broke the string that was wearing this string of Buddhist beads. All the round Buddhist beads were scattered on the table with a "click", and a few rolled to the edge. .

As early as in the Thousand Buddha Hall, he had already discovered the secret hidden in this Buddhist bead, but he obviously coveted these three volumes of Buddhist treasures, eagerly hoping that it might be able to relieve the backlash of Liuhe Shenju; but it really arrived When I brought this thing back to Jiantianya, I couldn't even arouse the interest in seeing it or delving into it.

So that for a moment——

Shen Du began to doubt himself, did he lose his soul and change people, or was he not afraid of death all of a sudden?

"A sentence from the west is still sent, and the lamp is only in this place?"

"laugh."

"I can't even speak human words! I want to see if the legendary three-volume Buddhist collection is really that powerful."