Poor Monk

As soon as this thought popped up, it was like a weed that grew wildly and could no longer be suppressed.

Shen Du knew that this idea was crazy.

But for a long time, didn't everyone in the world think he was a lunatic?Not really going crazy, I'm really sorry for myself!

No one knows how many masters there are in Tianji Temple.But everyone knows that a monk who can be called a "master" in Tianji Temple, his martial arts cultivation is at least a lot higher than the outside world's masters!

It is by no means an easy task to explore the Heavenly Secret Chanyuan.

Many people have even been discovered when they approach the Buddhist monastery.

But Shen Du felt that he was different.

It's different like never before.

Before him, no one had been able to enter the back mountain of Tianji Chanyuan without being discovered by the Chanyuan due to various chances and coincidences!

In other words, he has more secretive detection conditions than others...

Although he didn't understand why.

I didn't understand why the dumb monk saved himself, and why he didn't tell the monastery.Maybe it was a thought of mercy, or maybe he guessed that he was not a good person, so he chose not to tell the Zen Academy?

That's it.

None of this matters.

The most important thing is that because of this monk's benevolence, Shen Du found that not only was he temporarily freed from the dilemma of life and death, but he might also have an unprecedented golden opportunity.

"The wise monk is kind..."

If it weren't for the fact that he was seriously injured and one of his meridians wasn't healed, he might have rushed up the mountain to meet this monk whom he had been in love with for a long time.

Of course, it is more important to go and have a look at the legendary three-volume Buddhist collection.

The essence of martial arts left by Wu Sheng Lou Dongwang!

Who in the world does not covet?

Shen Du is just an ordinary person, even if he has practiced the extremely powerful Liuhe Divine Art, who would think there are too many skills and bargaining chips?

You know, when Gu Zhao invited him to the Hongmen Banquet, he used these three Buddhist volumes as bait.

He sent someone to send a letter to him, saying that he had found the traces of Lou Dongwang's descendants.

Pei Wuji said at the time that Gu Zhao was setting up a situation and that he could not go to this banquet.

But he didn't care.

He knew Gu Zhao too well.

Although this person is called "Pengshan No. [-] Immortal" by people all over the world, he is actually not a good thing.

There is something about him that Shen Du likes very much.

That is, regardless of whether everything is good or bad, you should make two-handed preparations first, just in case.

Pei Wuji could see that he was setting up a trap, so how could he not?

But he is willing to go.

Because he believed that Gu Zhao would not make up such a thing out of thin air to attract him. Since it was said that there was a Hongmen Banquet, there must also be the legendary "Descendants of Lou Dongwang".

As long as Gu Zhao's Hongmen Banquet is unsuccessful, he will have to obediently explain the affairs of Lou Dongwang's descendants later on.

With Lou Dongwang's descendants, do you still worry about not being able to hide the three volumes of Buddha?

Martial Sage has his last words, as long as his descendants are willing to come and take these three volumes of martial arts essence, they will give them all.

No matter how domineering Tianji Temple is, no matter how respected its status, under the watchful eyes of everyone, it is impossible not to follow Wu Sheng's last wish.

As for Lou Dongwang's descendants?

Whether he really wants those three volumes of martial arts essence is not important at all.

——Whether it is Shen Du or Gu Zhao, there are [-] ways in his hands to make him "want".

It's a pity that he still couldn't survive the Hongmen Banquet safely.

I thought……

He was able to conspire with Gu Zhao and plan to go to Tianji Temple to retrieve the three volumes of Buddhist collections.

"It's one move away from chess..."

Standing in front of the window, looking at the sea of ​​bamboo swaying in the snow, he finally squinted his eyes and read aloud slowly.

Then I thought about it for a while, but stopped reading.

It is enough to know where you are and where you are.

Any more is a waste of time.

He closed the window and wanted to go back to lie down and continue to sleep, but when he was about to take a step forward, his eyes flickered and he saw the bookshelf standing against the wall.

The scriptures that have been reorganized are neatly arranged inside.

Whether new or old, or snow-white or yellowed paper, all exude a faint scent of sandalwood.

Buddhist scriptures...

Shen Du is definitely not a person who believes in gods and Buddhas.

I never read scriptures.

But at this moment, a little bit of interest suddenly arose, so he turned around and walked to the bookshelf, slid his fingers across the scriptures, and finally stopped on the "Miaofa Lotus Sutra".

If he remembered correctly, this volume was among the scriptures copied by the dumb monk just now.

Shen Du took out the volume.

It can be seen that the paper pages are a bit old, it is not a common cost book in Jianghu, but a scroll nearly a foot long.

Open it up, and there are some Buddha statues painted inside.

"So I smell it."

"At one time, the Buddha lived in Rajagha City and Qijabori Mountain, together with 2000 great monks."

"They are all arhats, all the leaks have been eliminated, there is no more troubles, they are self-interested, all the knots are eliminated, and the mind is at ease..."

He read it line by line, and after reading three sentences, he felt that something was wrong, and his tongue seemed to be tied up.

Feel boring for a while.

"You squint your teeth, what kind of nonsense!"

After all, he is not a person with wisdom roots.

Shen Du casually flipped through it again, but he didn't realize any martial arts mentality, nor solved any eternal puzzles, nor did he gain any enlightenment on life's predicaments.

So he smacked his lips in boredom, and put it back again.

However, after putting it back, he raised his finger as if feeling a sense, and sniffed it lightly, and even smelled a faint fragrance of sandalwood and ink.

It's a bit like the monk's smell.

"Oh, I hope this bald donkey can have some brains and understand what I say. Don't court death..."

After all, Pei Wuji was just an accident.

He didn't kill Pei Wuji afterwards, but now he may not kill the dumb monk afterwards.

The story of the farmer and the snake is always suitable for Shen Du.

He has no heart.

There are still a few unused medicinal herbs lined up on the table, and next to it are medicinal juices put into small jars, as well as medicine cups and pestles for pounding medicine...

Shen Du fiddled with it to identify it, but he didn't see any depth.

I was bored left and right, and finally lay down again.

Still sleeping.

Cultivation is divided into internal and external, internal strength depends on meridians, and external strength depends on skin and flesh.

Now, his meridians are broken inside and haven't grown yet; the outside is full of scars, and his movements can tear the wounds.

Even though he knew that sleeping was a waste of time, objectively he did not have the conditions to practice.

So what else to do but sleep?

As soon as his eyes were closed and the quilt was covered, Shen Du felt that he had turned into a hibernating frog.At first, I couldn't fall asleep very much, but after a long time, I became confused.

Still sleep restlessly.

The dream was full of beatings and killings, and Ni Qianqian kept shouting in his ear: Shen Du, you are going to die, you are going to die.

I feel tired even when I fall asleep.

So Shen Du opened his eyes again, and saw that the sun outside had already slanted quite a bit, but it was obviously still some time before the sun went down.

He sighed, but stood up anyway.

27 years is considered short-lived, a small half of life; according to Ni Qianqian's words, it is already the majority of life.

Never had a day so free.

Shen Du felt uncomfortable all over.

When he is uncomfortable, he likes to find something for himself to do.

Usually on the Jiantian Cliff, I can go out for a couple of laps from time to time, stirring up the bloody storm on the rivers and lakes.

But what can this hut, this crippled body do?

His gaze returned to the bookshelf.

He frowned tightly, hesitating for a long time, but still out of boredom, he walked over and read all the scriptures on the shelf.

I couldn't read all of the "Lianhua Sutra", "Shurangama Sutra", "Diamond Sutra", and "Tripitaka". Instead, I turned to the "Shurangama Mantra" at the very corner, and I saw a little bit of the truth. .

It is actually a way to purify one's heart.

After practicing, it can lead the body's energy channels to run according to certain rules, resolve distracting thoughts, make the spiritual platform clear, greatly improve the speed of practice, and even avoid obsession to a large extent.

The more Shen Du watched, the more angry he became.

If he had had the opportunity to get in touch with such a method back then, and after practicing this mantra and then practiced the Liuhe Divine Art, how could he have gone mad because of the distracting thoughts in his heart?

If you don’t see this method, it’s fine if you don’t know it.

Now let him know that there is such a wonderful method in the world, such a miraculous spell, it can make people spit out blood in anger!

"A thief knows how to play with me."

With his thin lips tightly pressed, he raised his hand and threw the scripture to the other side!

"boom!"

A muffled sound.

This book is nothing, just toss a book and pick it up.But unfortunately, the closed door opened at this time.

The slender monk stood outside the door with a food box in his hand, and the beautiful shadow of the setting sun dyed the white snow and bamboo forest behind him reddish.

Only his clean moon-white robes are as clean as washing.

When I lowered my gaze, I saw the "Shurangama Mantra" lying on the wall. The spine of the book was crooked, and several pages of old paper were also crumpled.

His brows suddenly frowned.

He looked at Shen Du, who was sitting behind the desk, and was stunned by his appearance, then stooped silently and picked up the book.

Shen Lili immediately laughed without guilt, spread his hands and said, "Oh, don't be surprised, it's because your scriptures are so wonderful, I'm fascinated by them, dancing with my hands, dancing with my feet, and throwing them away accidentally." out. Didn't break it?"

The monk didn't respond to him.

He just walked to the table, put down the food box, and carefully wiped off the dust on the "Shurangama Mantra", and smoothed out a few wrinkles on the pages.

That action was almost like looking at a book.

like...

Shen Du was a little speechless.

He felt that even the look in Pei Wuji's eyes when he was wiping the knife under the lamp, which he had always liked the most, was not as fascinating as the monk's movements at the moment.

So he suddenly said: "I was not careful just now, but now I really want to throw out all your scriptures and watch you pick them up one by one."

The monk still didn't respond.

His straight lips were drawn into a slightly cold line, and he only put the wrinkled book back into the corner of the bookshelf.

Shen Du noticed that that location happened to be where he took out the book.

Gee.

Have a good memory?

The dark light in the bottom of his eyes flickered faintly, and his eyes couldn't help falling on the monk again, but he still couldn't see any trace of martial arts practice.

About……

No matter how miraculous the Shurangama Mantra is, to this monk it is just an ordinary mantra, right?

"What's for this meal?"

He didn't bother to mention the moment when he dropped the book just now, he just turned his eyes and looked directly at the food box in front of him.

Without waiting for the monk to react, Shen Du's hand had already been stretched out.

The food box is the simplest wooden food box. It has been painted with a layer of varnish, but it can be seen that it has been used for a long time, and the paint leather is a little peeled off.

But the moment he took the lid off, a seductive fragrance wafted out.

Shen Du was stunned.

On the top layer of the food box, there was a small white porcelain plate upright, inside which were several pieces of golden chicken wrapped in green lotus leaves.

The fragrance of lotus leaves and the oily aroma of chicken.

It was mixed together in an instant, but it didn't make people feel tired at all.

"Chicken wrapped in lotus leaves?"

He recognized this dish immediately, and was so surprised that he almost suspected that he had misread it.

"You actually really..."

At noon, I told the monk that he had to eat meat for such an injury. I didn't expect to have it in the afternoon?

He thought...

The look in his eyes suddenly became a little weird.

Shen Du pulled his gaze away from the plate of meat dishes, and looked at the monk standing in front of the table with a jade face and a string of slender beads hanging around his neck.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the kind of wine and meat monk who breaks the precepts at every turn.

"Your meat, you didn't make a special trip down the mountain to buy it?"

He sneered, secretly feeling overjoyed.With a raised eyebrow, those red phoenix eyes hooked up, and he cast a slanting glance at the monk, with a rare charm.

"Why, are you so afraid of being eaten by me?"

Shameless.

Insatiable.

The monk was really too lazy to talk to him, and without even looking at the food box, he went straight to the corner of the wall and picked up the small medicine basket leaning against the wall.

It seems that he is going out to collect medicine.

Shen Du naturally knew that the medicines he used for himself were freshly picked from the mountains, and there were not many left on the table, so it was normal to go to gather medicines.

Can……

Seeing that the monk was about to open the door to go out, he didn't know which muscle suddenly went wrong, and he actually asked: "Monk, the meat is all gone, where is the wine?"

Chapter 6 Reluctant to cross┃Buddha cut his flesh to feed the eagle, and sacrificed himself to feed the tiger, but this monk was unwilling to cross him.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Shen Du knew he had made a mistake.

Even though he didn't know much about Tianji Temple, he also knew that it was a place with extremely strict discipline. It was extremely rare for this bald donkey to prepare some meat for himself.

Besides, with his current injury, isn't he courting death by drinking?

His eyelids twitched suddenly, and when he raised his eyes again, he saw the monk who was about to go out stopped in his tracks, and inexplicably remembered the previous "illusion".

Those icy eyes...

In the dark, a sense of survival came up, and before he turned his head, Shen Du changed his mind without saying a word: "No, no, I don't drink, I just made a big or small joke with you, don't mind, don't mind Don't mind."

"..."

The medicine basket was still in his hand, and when the monk turned his head, he only saw Shen Du's smiling face.It seems that the question about drinking just now is really not out of nature, but just a joke.

He had his own thinking in his heart, but he didn't care about it with Shen Du.

After all, he had taken back his words.

So the monk stopped for a while, and looked at him for a while, then withdrew his calm and unwavering gaze, and went out of the door as usual.

Afterglow has slanted.

He turned around and closed the door, his figure was squeezed into a single line by the crack of the door, and soon disappeared on the rugged mountain path with the faint moonlight.

Shen Du leaned against the window, saw that his shadow had disappeared, recalled the wonderful feeling just now, and felt that the monk's temper might not be as kind as it appeared on the surface.

but……

"Riding a donkey to read the libretto, just wait and see... Wait for me to heal..."

How easy is it to handle a monk who doesn't know martial arts in Tianji Temple?

Not only did he want to eat meat and drink, but he also forced the monk to eat meat and drink!

At that time, let's see if he can have such an air!

With a cold snort, Shen Du was not very happy after all, he sat down and only regarded the lotus leaf-wrapped chicken as a monk who had offended him, and viciously tore it apart and ate it clean.

Then I took a scroll of scriptures and read it while lying on the bed.

The monks came back after dark.

There are many herbs that Shen Du knows or doesn't know in the medicine basket.After being washed one by one by him, he added water to a small part and put it on the stove to make a decoction; the other part was put into the medicine cup and mashed slowly with a pestle.

Needless to say, the former entered Shen Du's stomach, and the latter entered Shen Du's body.

After finishing all this work, the monk carefully added a lot of charcoal to the stove to ensure that it would last until midnight before leaving.

Same as yesterday, still did not spend the night in the bamboo house.

This made Shen Du feel a little strange.

This bamboo house is located on the back mountain of Tianji Temple, no matter how you look at it, it is a place that can't be more clean, and there are all the daily necessities in the house, and there are also Buddhist scriptures that monks need for daily practice.

Logically speaking, it doesn't look like a temporary resting place.

But the monk came down to the mountain twice a day in the middle of the night. After finishing the affairs here at night, he went back to the mountain to sleep.

Just looking at it like this makes Shen Du feel tired, let alone a monk who has no martial arts and has to go up and down all day long?

Is it possible...

Is it because I have occupied his usual bed, so the other party can only go back to the mountain?

Shen Du didn't know the answer.

But after observing it for ten days in a row, it turned out to be like this every day.

The time when the monks come to the bamboo house is very regular: they basically don’t come early in the morning; they bring some food around noon, and at the same time they bring some scriptures to copy or study; at night, it’s very simple, bring some food, After "serving" Shen Du, he went out to gather medicine with Yaolou, and then boiled medicine for him, pounded medicine, and changed medicine.

Naturally, there will be a lot of embarrassment during this period.

But on the one hand, Shen Du is used to being served by others, although he doesn't say clothes come out of his hands, he eats, he opens his mouth, but it's not far behind; secondly, the monk's nature is calm, which gives people a feeling that the mountains are falling in front of him and his face is different. A sense of change.

So even if there is any embarrassment, there will be no embarrassment between these two people.

In the beginning, Shen Du was barely able to walk; after two days, he came back refreshed, and was able to dress and walk outside by himself; on the 11th, the thing he had been looking forward to for a long time finally arrived——

After waking up overnight, the Ren and Du channels in the body have healed!

It turned out that he was seriously injured that day, and the meridians all over his body were cut off.But these days, he is not a fool.

Ren Du's two veins are the foundation of practice.

If you can repair these two most important meridians first, you can restore at least one-third of your strength, which will definitely solve your urgent needs!

So these days, he seems to eat and drink at the mercy of the monk, but he is secretly repairing Ren Du's two veins, hoping for a speedy recovery.

Fortunately, Liuhe God's formula is domineering.

This kind of forcible urging of skills to repair did not cause too much damage to the meridians, but compared to the original wide and thick meridians, they are slightly weaker.

Based on this point, Shen Du never gave up the idea of ​​practicing Liuhe Shenjue.

When he woke up that day, he opened his eyes and felt lucky, so he was overjoyed, turned over and sat up from the bed.

Fortunately, the movement was not too big, otherwise the wound would have to burst.

Sitting cross-legged, clasping his hands on his knees and making a seal with his fingers, his heart has completely calmed down.

Although Shen Du is young, he is a down-to-earth junior among today's first-class figures, but his cultivation skills are admired by everyone.

One is early practice, and the other is overbearing.

After 20 years of being young, his internal strength and offensive strength have already surpassed many old guys, and he is truly "top-notch".

Those who are as strong as Gu Zhao still need to rely on chance and rely on the skills of their predecessors; Shen Du's skills are all cultivated by himself, even if the way is very evil, no one dares to comment on it.

Now that the inner strength is lucked out, Shen Du only feels that the power that has been dormant for many days has finally returned to him.

Although it is still far from the heyday, it is comfortable enough.

At this moment, he just wanted to raise his head to the sky and let out a long roar, so as to relieve the depression that had been condensed in his chest for the past few days!

But after all, it's not on its own territory.

The mouth just opened, and then rolled the eyes and closed them.

Shout out cool?

It doesn't matter, but if you recruit other people from Tianji Temple, you will be courting death.

Although Shen Du felt that even if he had only one-third of his strength, he still had the power to protect himself. After all, Tianji Temple did not kill.

But one thing more is worse than one thing less.

He endured it, jumped off the bed, landed lightly on the ground, stretched himself, pushed the door and walked out.

At this hour, the monk has not come yet.

There was another light snowfall last night, and now that the sun is out, the snow on the roof has begun to melt, dripping down the eaves.

The air is filled with the fresh earthy fragrance and the slightly bitter medicinal fragrance, the green bamboos are swaying, and the sky light that is cleaner than snow shines through the gaps between the bamboo shadows like chicken feet.

Shen Du walked down the steps lightly, raised his head and looked up, and suddenly felt that his heart was very quiet and clean.

Maybe it's because his injury has healed and his cultivation level has returned a lot, he actually stood there for a long time without realizing it.

Until the sound of distant footsteps came from beside my ears.

So he turned his head to look, and in his field of vision was a winding mountain road going up the mountain to Tianji Temple. The lower part was a bit depressing, while the higher part was full of emerald green cedars studded with snow, which was very beautiful.

But no one.

At least not yet.

The five senses of a master are far beyond that of ordinary people.

Even the sound of footsteps from far away can be heard.

Shen Du knew that someone had come down.

This sound of footsteps was exactly the same as the footsteps he had always heard these past few days. He was not in a hurry, calm and calm, and he knew it was the monk without thinking.

He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment.

Then he didn't go back to the house, he simply sat on the steps of the bamboo house and waited, his eyes also fell on the end of the mountain road, watching idly.

After a while, the footsteps gradually approached.

At the end of the mountain path, a moon-white figure with a food box appeared. The light color of the monk's robe was particularly bright in the withered grass in the winter of the mountain.

This was the first time Shen Du looked at him walking over like this.

He didn't seem to notice that someone was looking at him at the end, he just carried the small food box and walked over the moss-covered rocks.

Be a little careful along the way.

It seems to be afraid of slipping, or it seems to be afraid of hurting other creatures passing by on the mountain road.

Even the branches that were crushed last night and fell in the path, he would stop, bend down to lift them up, and stand aside.

Even though the distance is still far away, Shen Du can already imagine his demeanor and movements.

That pair of hands, which are as beautiful as gods and Buddhas, will not mind the ice and snow on the branches, nor the muddy water on the stems and leaves, and will not care about the thorns entangled on them. Pounding medicine, copying scriptures, and even feeding porridge, gently leaning aside...

"laugh……"

Suddenly he chuckled lightly, and raised his brows with a bit of evil.Shen Du couldn't tell where the sudden discomfort in his heart came from.

Is it because of the monk's unfailing compassion?

Or is it because he has the same compassion for anyone, anything, and mission existence, and there is no difference due to the difference in personnel?

or……

Is it simply because he is evil, he is bad, so you can't see others as good?

Shen Du suddenly didn't understand himself.

But he is not someone who likes to investigate the root cause, so he just let it go without understanding.

The person is sitting on the steps, one leg is raised and bent, the other leg is hanging down flat, and both elbows are propped on the ground following the body leaning back.

——Wandering all over the body wanting to lie down or not.

The monk didn't notice it at first, but when he got closer, he realized that Shen Du had come out.

For a moment, his brows were slightly wrinkled.

Shen Du guessed that he probably felt that the weather outside was too cold and that he shouldn't be here, rather than that he had an unattractive posture at the moment.

So he smiled: "What food did you bring today?"

The monk remained silent.

Facing Shen Du's frivolous and teasing question, his expression didn't change at all, he just carried the food box and walked on the steps beside him, as if he was about to go inside.

As soon as Shen Du stretched out his hand, he grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Hey, I'm already sitting outside, why do I take it in?"

Lazily, he looked up at him with his head half paralyzed, as if he had no bones, and there was still a half-smile on his lips.

"Eat outside."

He knew clearly that he was going to eat, but he didn't know that he couldn't think about it after seeing this?

But the dumb monk certainly wouldn't want to be crooked.

He was already tall, and when he stood looking at Shen Du like this, he lowered his eyes naturally, but there was no trace of contempt, but rather like the pity of the Buddha.

Shen Du felt that the bald donkey looked very charming from this angle.

He smiled unconsciously, but there was already a hint of sarcasm in his words: "Why, you must eat inside?"

The monk's eyes flickered for a moment, as if full of compassion for the common people, but when he really thought about it carefully, he felt that it was too calm and without waves, so that it was a little cool.

He didn't leave.

Taking a step back, he leaned over and put down the food box.

As soon as the lid was opened, a hot aroma wafted out.

Today it turned out to be a small half of a sauced elbow. The dark oily sauce dyed the elbow all over, but underneath it was a circle of eggplants soaked in oil, cut into slices and arranged in rows.

The oil is steamed from the elbow, and the eggplant just absorbs the oil.

This dish looks like it took a lot of thought.

I'm not a chef, so I'm afraid I can't make it.

Shen Du's previous doubts could not help reappearing. After looking at it for a while, he suddenly raised his head and asked, "I'm really surprised, who made this thing? Where did you buy it? It's still hot after you buy it? After buying it, bring it back to the kitchen of your Tianji Temple to heat it up?"

"..."

The monk was bringing out the sauced elbow so that he could easily take out the rice placed below. He kept his head down all the time, how could he expect him to suddenly raise his head?

At this moment, the distance between the two suddenly became very close.

Eye to eye, nose to nose, lips...

Also to the lips.

If you get so close, you will bump into each other.

The monk was stunned for a moment.

After Shen Du asked, he was suddenly taken aback.

He didn't know why the monk was in a daze, maybe it was unexpected; but he was really taken aback by the sudden shortening of the distance, and even more shocked by his flawless appearance...

Especially these eyes.

In the deep ancient well, perhaps because of this moment of stupefaction, there were faint waves.It is like falling into a dead leaf, swaying silent ripples.

Shen Du saw his own reflection inside.

A perfect skin, with a bit of evil that can't be hidden, it is bad that others can't see clearly, but he can see it at a glance.

Bad to the bone.

Maybe because he felt that something was wrong, the monk slightly raised his body and distanced himself from him.

He raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes.

The malice in my heart popped up again and again like leeks, and I couldn't cut it clean.Shen Du suddenly felt his teeth itching, and wanted to bite the monk's throat, like a real "snake".

Unfortunately……

Right now this is still the farmer who warms him and feeds him.

not the right time yet.

endure.

Shen Du put on a smile all over his face, pure and kind to death, with a little doubt in his eyes: "What's wrong?"

The monk glanced at him and said nothing.

After retreating, he took out the bowls and chopsticks and put them away as usual, and then went into the house to copy the scriptures.It's just that when he was about to step up, he was grabbed again.

It was still Shen Du, the same hand that grabbed the hem of his clothes just now.

Only this time, what he was pulling was not the hem of his clothes, but a light brown wooden sign six inches long and two fingers wide hanging from his waist.

With a light hook, the slender and pale fingers were pulled off.

There are no patterns, but two neat seal characters are engraved on the front——

Don't say anything.

"Don't say anything?"

Shen Du flipped through it, and subconsciously thought it was something like a token or waist card that could prove his identity, so he flipped his palm over and raised his head to ask.

"Your name?"

Ten days passed, and he enjoyed the monk's help with peace of mind, from the treatment of injuries to daily food and medicine. Although he inquired about the affairs of Tianji Temple, and even inquired about the ghost Shanzai, he never asked the monk's Dharma name.

On weekdays, they are called monks, hello, or even...

Bald donkey.

Cough, this monk didn't turn his back on him, so he has a very good temper.

Asking this now, of course, seems a bit abrupt.

The monk certainly didn't expect him to ask such a question, so he didn't respond for a while.

But before he could respond, Shen Du had already put the wooden sign back on his waist on his own.

Although it is a sword practice hand, there is no extra cocoon.

Slender and nimble.

With just a slight lift and turn, the wooden sign was hung up properly.

Shen Du didn't think in any other direction at all, he just said: "Don't speak, don't speak, that means don't speak, this Dharma name complements you, it's pretty good."

"..."

The monk's lips were slightly pursed, and he glanced at the dangling wooden sign at his waist, his lips parted slightly, and something flashed in his eyes, as if he was about to speak.

But in the end it closed quietly again.

Shen Du, who just raised his head at this time, naturally didn't notice this abnormality at all, he just sat cross-legged in front of the bowl, thrust his chopsticks towards his elbows, and poked him up.

He picked the most pleasing piece of meat and bit it off.

Then, as if thinking of something, he turned his head to look at the monk who hadn’t walked away, and said with a smile, “By the way, I just remembered, I read your scriptures yesterday, saying that the Buddha once cut meat to feed eagles, and sacrificed himself to feed tigers. You Said that if I were the eagle or the tiger, would you be willing to cut the flesh and give up your life?"

"..."

long silence.

The monk didn't answer for a while, so Shen Du just looked at him with that elbow stuck in it, as if he must wait for an answer.

In fact, he felt that the monk was very submissive.

In the past ten days, he felt that he had gone too far, but this monk called "Shu Yan" didn't resist at all, and he still served what should be served as usual.

If it wasn't for the fact that I really didn't know him, I would have suspected that it was a dog I raised.

From the perspective of the world, this is definitely a good monk who is merciful and compassionate.

Although Shen Du asked this question, he felt that he knew the answer——

The monk should answer yes.

So at this moment, the monk didn't speak, and he didn't ask questions, just waiting for him to give the answer he wanted.

Unexpectedly...

After quietly watching him for a long time, as if trying to see through him, the monk smiled slightly and shook his head slightly.

He asked, the Buddha once cut meat to feed the eagle, and sacrificed himself to feed the tiger.You said that if I were the eagle or the tiger, would you be willing to cut the flesh and sacrifice your life?

He shook his head.

This is……

unwilling? !

He doesn't want to cut his flesh, doesn't want to sacrifice his life, and doesn't want to cross him.

Shen Du forked the piece of meat, staring blankly.

He didn't react for a long time, he just felt that this monk shook his head and overturned all his cognition of him!

In my heart, there was an absurd feeling.

He was still a little dazed until he finished the meal with no appetite, and watched the monk collect all the things and walk up the mountain along the old road.

"Buddha can cross vultures and tigers, but this dead donkey is not willing to cross me?!"

The chopstick in my hand was not put down, so it was not taken away by the monk.

Shen Du gradually came to his senses, and dropped the chopstick with a "snap", splashed scattered mud, and stuck it on the ground.

"It's amazing, it's amazing, monks are so arrogant these days, and they can't even save face..."

I'm afraid this monk has seen his true nature?

Shen Duyuan looked at the direction where the monk left, and then looked at the high Tianji Temple on the top of the mountain, the faint dark light flickered in the bottom of his eyes, revealing only a deeply hidden evil spirit and danger.

Teeth clenched slightly, but it was a laugh.

"It doesn't matter if you don't cross..."

There are many monks in Tianji Temple, so it is not easy to find a suitable one?

It just so happened that one-third of his cultivation had recovered today, so he wanted to see what was going on here.

Coincidentally, I will also explore the legendary three-volume Buddhist collection.

Once he made up his mind, Shen Du breathed a sigh of relief, and seeing no one around, he quietly followed the mountain path and followed.