Shaolin monk

"You said so." Zhishan said.

Ling Duoduo hesitated for a moment, before he said, "Bai Mei came here with great anger, what he wanted to see was my Shaolin corpse lying everywhere and blood flowing into rivers, if he saw Shaolin people going to the building, he might be suspicious. "

The so-called rebirth of the phoenix, if you want to be reborn, you have to go through the flames first. Only when Shaolin suffers heavy casualties can it show its seriously injured side, and it can also make Baimei and the court conclude that Shaolin has no chance to breathe.

Zhishan raised his head and took a deep look at him, "If Shaolin ruins lives and kills countless people, even if Shaolin can pass on the incense, this old monk will have no face to see Shaolin masters again."

Hearing these words, Ling Duoduo blamed him for sacrificing his life to make the play perfect. He stood up from the futon, knelt down and said, "Master taught you the right thing. This is the disciple who is eager for quick success and quick profit, and puts the basics at the end."

After Zhishan finished speaking, he also felt that what he said was serious, but he didn't raise his hand to help him up, but looked forward and sighed: "Sanli, you have been extremely intelligent since you were a child. In terms of talent, you are a disciple of three generations. Even the old monk and fellow seniors are not as good."

Ling Duoduo hurriedly said: "This disciple is dull, so he should not be praised by his uncle."

"The soldiers hold the rules to make the world stable, and hold the rebellious ones to make the world chaotic. It's all because of your intelligence. The old monk and others taught you a lot just now to correct your mind and don't go astray." Zhishan put his hand on the back of his bald head, "Just like senior brother Baimei, his talent is the best among my senior brothers, but it's a pity..."

Ling Duoduo replied solemnly: "The teachings of the master and the master to the disciples, the disciples will keep them in mind, and will never repeat the same mistakes."

"Why doesn't this old man know that you are pure and good-natured, and you are not the same as Baimei Feng Daode and others. What I said to you today, I just hope that you will take it as a warning and pay more attention." Zhi Shan didn't think that Ling Duoduo would betray his teacher As for the matter of the door, he has seen the grown-up children since he was a child, and he naturally has a good idea of ​​their character.

It's just that sometimes Ling Duoduo is not afraid of sacrifice for the sake of his goals, and sometimes he can even sacrifice his life to pave the way for the ultimate goal, which makes Zhishan a little worried.

Ling Duoduo felt that the death of a few Shaolin disciples would completely break Baimei's suspicion, and that Shaolin's incense could be kept safe and multiply, but Zhishan felt that taking a little risk was more important than not protecting the lives of all Shaolin disciples.

Both of them consider issues from the perspective of Shaolin, and they cannot say who is right and who is wrong, it's just that the values ​​of the two are at odds.In modern terms, Ling Duoduo tends to be hawkish, while Zhishan is [-]% dovish. It is only natural for the two to have different opinions at critical moments.

Zhishan stared at Ling Duoduo for a long time, and sighed: "You are more courageous and resolute than the old monk. After this battle, Shaolin's foundation has been completely destroyed. The people who need it are just people like you."

Keeping a career and starting a business are two concepts after all. Zhishan knows that he is too soft-tempered, and often loses the big because of small things. In peacetime, it is appropriate to serve as the host of Shaolin and lead his disciples to cultivate their moral character and chant Buddhist scriptures.

However, when they abandoned the monastery and fled to regroup in a remote place, the post of head abbot was indeed more suitable for someone with Ling Duoduo's character.

Ling Duoduo breathed a sigh of relief, how could he not know that his suggestion of throwing down a few lives to confuse Baimei would make Zhishan unhappy, but there are some things that have to be mentioned, this suggestion is said, Zhishan is willing to accept it or not , at least you can understand your own position.

This topic passed by briefly, and Zhishan told him a few words, asking him to escort Zhihui and other elders without martial arts down the mountain overnight to An'ing, a remote town where scriptures are placed.

Ling Duoduo agreed, thought for a while and said, "Master, Brother Sande was ordered to go down the mountain to capture Hu Huigan, a Shaolin traitor, and he has already arrived in Putian Village by this time."

"By the way, I remember, you said in your letter that the enmity between Hu Huiqian and Qiu Wanqian is over, right?" Zhi Shan asked with a shock.

"Yes, Master, Feng Daode and Qiu Wanqian jointly planned to kill Hu Huiqian, Fang Shiyu and Hong Xiguan, and by mistake, they killed themselves instead." Ling Duoduo replied, quickly Glancing at Zhishan's expression, he asked tentatively, "I don't know how Master Abbot wants to deal with this matter?"

He just took the initiative to mention the matter of Hu Huiqian, and he also wanted to test Zhishan's tone, and see how the elders finally wanted to deal with Hu Huiqian. He left Shaolin Temple with Zhihui at night and passed by Putian Village. It happened that he could talk to Fang Shiyu first. inform about it.

Zhi Shan was silent for a while, before slowly saying: "Hu Huiqian left the temple without permission from the abbot, and should be expelled from the Shaolin gate wall according to the temple rules."

Ling Duoduo had expected this a long time ago, but still did not give up, and asked: "Master, is there no room for loopback in this matter?"

"People are not plants, how can they be ruthless? Hu Huiqian is pure in nature and filial piety, and the old monk is quite moved. But once this example is opened, the century-old temple regulations of Shaolin will be destroyed, and the old monk is really hard to tolerate." Zhishan said Stop, let out a long sigh, shook his head and said, "The matter has come to this point, it is useless to talk, you can go down. Go and persuade your wise master first, I received your letter a few days ago to discuss this matter with him, he insisted not Ken. You are his half-disciple in the monastery, maybe he can still listen to what you say."

Ling Duoduo understood, stood up and said, "Yes, disciple, I'm going to the Sutra Pavilion."

He came out of the abbot's meditation room and entered the Sutra Pavilion.All the books in it have been moved away, and Shaolin Temple has banned all Shaolin disciples from coming to the Buddhist scriptures pavilion under the pretext that the books attract insects a few months ago.

The huge place was extremely quiet, and Ling Duoduo saw Zhihui sitting alone on the futon with her eyes closed, without saying a word, because she said, "I heard from the abbot and uncle that you are not willing to leave Shaolin Temple?"

Zhihui didn't open her eyes to look at him, she said in a deep voice, "I will live and die with Shaolin."

"Master is overthinking it. Shaolin is just keeping the incense and changing its appearance." Ling Duoduo frowned in distress, listening to Zhihui's voice, he didn't hesitate at all, obviously he had made up his mind.

Zhishan had obviously persuaded Zhihui and was unable to change his mind, so Ling Duoduo had no choice but to persuade him. Once a monk becomes stubborn, his lethality is several times greater than that of ordinary people.

Zhihui raised her head and looked at him, showing a smile for the first time: "You said it yourself, Shaolin will definitely change its appearance, change its original appearance, and it will no longer be the Shaolin in my mind."

Ling Duoduo was silent for a long time before he slowly said: "The Shaolin Temple is in such a catastrophe, it is just the time when Master, who is proficient in Buddhist teachings, is needed to help rebuild Shaolin. If Master does not leave, I am afraid that Shaolin will be a Big loss."

"The Buddhist scriptures of Shaolin Temple have been secretly transferred." Zhihui was not moved at all.

"I heard from the abbot and uncle that the entire Shaolin Temple is full of teachers who have the most profound knowledge of Buddhism." Ling Duoduo said softly, "Disciple and others are still waiting to listen to the teacher's teaching."

Zhihui said indifferently: "What I said from my mouth is the Buddha in my eyes. Your Buddha still needs to be found by yourself. I am just an ordinary sweeping monk in the Sutra Pavilion. I only hope to live and die with the Sutra Pavilion."

Ling Duoduo didn't continue to persuade, he respected Zhihui as a person in his heart, for such a person, it would be his fulfillment to die in the Shaolin Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, because he said: "I understand, now go and explain to the abbot Your mind."

"You don't have to go to him either. He has his own sense of what kind of person I am. If you want to make this extra trip, it's not so much for you to persuade me, but for me to teach you." Zhihui said He closed his eyes again and waved his hand, indicating that he could leave.

"Yes, I would like to follow Master's teachings." Ling Duoduo realized something in his heart. It seemed that Zhishan had intentionally asked Zhihui to teach him this last lesson, which could be regarded as a relatively different kind of life enlightenment.

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After all, Zhihui did not leave the Shaolin Temple, and Ling Duoduo escorted the disciples of the Zhida One-person Company and a dozen missionaries all the way to the remote town where the scriptures were placed.

On the way back, he ran into someone by accident—Ling Duoduo was walking through the streets of a small town near Putian Village, and heard a familiar soft call of "But Sanli". holding a dying, dirty beggar.

This person had a broken crutch in his hand, and was drinking water from an alms bowl.Ling Duoduo stepped forward with narrowed eyes, and asked, "May I ask if this senior has met this junior?"

There were a lot of people nearby, and escorting people down Jiulian Mountain was something that needed to be done secretly. He was still wearing a hooded wig and other disguises at this time, so his identity could be seen at a glance, so he must be an acquaintance.

The old beggar didn't answer right away, he was panting heavily, looking very uncomfortable, it seemed that he was having difficulty even breathing.Ling Duoduo took a closer look and saw that his face was quite familiar. He bent down and brushed away the broken hair and dirt on his face for a closer look. He couldn't help but turn pale with shock. He looked around and saw that no one noticed him, so he lowered his voice. Said: "Uncle Miao Xian, is that you?"

Ling Duoduo met Miao Xian once when he was in Hangzhou, and the two never met again. Although Miao Xian was dressed like a beggar, he was always clean and never was so down and dirty. .

Miao Xian was unable to speak, but nodded slowly.

Ling Duoduo raised his wrist to check his pulse carefully, and said with a frown, "Uncle, you have suffered serious internal injuries, and you can even say that you have lost all your martial arts... Who injured you like this?" Send internal force over.

Miao Xian took a deep breath, and said in a hoarse voice, "I... I was caught by that, that old monster with long eyebrows, Bai Mei, the old monster with white eyebrows..." He had to divide a sentence into several parts, and it was extremely difficult.