Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

"How much do you know about him?"

"No more, no less."

"for example?"

"For example, I know the meaning of his words."

Xu Gui winked slyly, and leisurely went to enjoy the shade under the elm tree in the courtyard, calling Yu Fuchen to come with him.

"Feng Changhuan, Biaozi knows how difficult it is, and the old monk chose it for him. He hated his real name, saying that he was doomed to be lonely forever, and he would not be able to have a long life. Therefore, in the Buddhist sect, everyone called him by his Biaozi. It's not like treating you so alienated, what kind of benefactor should you call him, it's very hypocritical."

He glanced at Yu Fuchen's expression, and continued: "These two words contain profound meanings. To advance despite difficulties is to be a gentleman. When the old monk asked him if he wanted to be a brave man in this life, or a gentleman, he replied: 'The lotus is the gentleman of flowers. , out of the mud but not stained. But I would like to be a gentleman, like a lotus flower in the night, independent of the cold river, and alone.'”

Yu Fuchen smiled, rather bitterly: "How to put it...it's really fresh and refined. If outsiders heard it, I don't know how they would laugh at him."

"You're right. I couldn't hold it back at the time, and laughed. Brother didn't accuse me, nor did he explain the truth to me. After a long time, I almost forgot about it, and he brought it up again."

"It's about why he described himself as a lotus flower?"

Xu Gui nodded: "That's right, because he was born with the imprint of Youye Lianhua on his back, and it will be indelible throughout his life."

I wanted to ask more details, but when the words came to my lips, Yu Fuchen didn't know where to ask.

Ask that person why he became a demon in one thought after leaving the Buddhist sect?Ask why the old monk didn't choose to subdue demons with Kyushu?

The question is meaningless. Xu Wu once mentioned that Master Xuyun couldn't bear to have Feng Changhuan, who was brought up by one hand, be executed, but Yu Fuchen knew the old monk's temperament well. If such a disaster happened again, he would definitely blame himself If he can fulfill the responsibility of education, he will be executed by himself.

But he didn't, Master Xuyun didn't make a move, and even strictly ordered the Wuxiang Buddha Sect not to participate in it.

Yu Fuchen thought, maybe the old monk knew that he had been wronged, but he was powerless to avenge him, all he could do was not to intervene in it, and blamed himself for it for many years.

When he was old and near the end of his life, he still couldn't let go of the past and hoped that the man would be safe, so he sent him to Kunlun to rescue Feng Changhuan.

He is a common man, he has no teacher, no shaved degree, even if he is found in the future, the Buddhist sect will have an excuse to escape.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help wondering whether the old monk had only used him as a weapon to fulfill his long-cherished wish during the ten years of raising him.

Fortunately, the muddled thoughts are only fleeting.

When ordinary people regarded him as a monster, it was the old monk who gave him a bite to eat, a place to shelter, and a little kindness. It is human nature for him to tie a grass ring.

What's more, the old monk never forced it, he went willingly.

Seeing Xu Gui closing his eyes and resting his mind, Yu Fuchen pushed him, woke him up from the dream, and asked: "Has he really done something that hurt the sky and reason?"

"Who knows? I only know that senior brother firmly believes that Feng Zhinan is innocent, and there is no room for talking. I am just an outsider."

Don't lie, don't lie.

It took Master Xuyun decades to imprint these eight characters in Xu Gui's mind, he wanted to show some face to his deceased senior brother.

"For some things, you will be involuntary if you have a different standpoint. For example, the old monk, he stands at the highest point of the Wuxiang Buddhist sect, and Changting Jiumengjun will give him seven points. It seems to be extremely brilliant, but he is a human being after all. Detached from the mundane world. Back then he wanted to save the wind from difficulties, but in the end he chose to sacrifice one person to protect the Buddhist sect from falling into the ranks of the demon sect. It sounds unfair, but there is no law in this world to measure right from wrong, good from evil, and people only believe in themselves Seeing and hearing, and deeply ingrained, using inherent prejudice to speculate on others, but never thinking about the pros and cons of the cause and effect.”

As he said that, he changed his posture and lay on his side in the shade of a tree, looking at Yu Fuchen with ambiguous eyes.

"There are no outsiders at the moment, so I might as well tell you the truth. In fact, I haven't read a single scripture or listened to a Zen lesson in the years of Buddhist sect. If you want me to talk about those profound Buddhist teachings, I can't make them up. Between divinity and humanity, I chose the latter, maybe it was the same when the weather was difficult back then?"

Divinity... and humanity?

"I'd like to give you a piece of advice. Senior brother's last wish is to find Feng Zhinan. I want you to worship him as your teacher and follow him to travel all over China. It's human nature not to believe in him, but senior brother will never harm you. Besides, Feng Zhinan is a soft-hearted person who can't stand people's begging, he will remember the kindness you treat him, and he may agree to it someday."

Yu Fuchen couldn't help asking one more question: "How much do you know why the old monk asked me to worship him as my teacher?"

"I'm not a roundworm in the old guy's stomach, but if I want to guess, he should hope that you can get rid of the regret of not being able to fulfill his wish in his lifetime. He knows how difficult it is to be a human being, and he believes that even if he breaks away from the protection of the Buddhist sect, I can also protect you in the wind and rain, and at the same time, I want to use your hand to restore his innocence."

Until his death, Master Xu Yun firmly believed that he was innocent.

That's all the words, there is no need to say more.

Yu Fuchen got up, and after walking a few steps, he remembered something.

"What should I do about Ming Si's injury?"

"If the Gu worm is really fed by the blood of Buyinlou, there is nothing we can do. Even if we invite the owner of Jiuyin Island, there is still no way, unless the person who is connected with the owner's blood is willing to sacrifice himself. Mrs. Ling Xuegong died of dystocia when she gave birth to him. Do you still expect Bu Nian'an, that mercenary old bastard, to show mercy?"

Yu Fuchen had heard a little about the poisonous Gu on Jiuyin Island, and knew what he said was true, so after thanking him, he went to the meditation room to find Feng Changhuan's master and apprentice.

At this moment, the sun is shining brightly, and the two are enjoying the cool under the eaves, and they don't know what they are playing.

When he got closer, Yu Fuchen realized that Feng Changhuan's ten fingers were all hooked with red thread. Ming Sinian was carefully teaching him how to wrap it tightly so that it could be twisted together, and then he was going to weave some tricks.

It seems that he still remembers the tassel mentioned on the day of apprenticeship, and wants to try his best to become a good master recognized by his apprentices.

Compared with what he did before... it really doesn't match.

Surprisingly, Ming Sinian didn't speak harsh words to each other, and it was rare to be calm. Yu Fuchen sat beside Ming Sinian, leaning against the low wall with his hands behind his head and looking at the sky, as if he casually mentioned: "Thank you, master, what's next?" Intend?"

"Bring the master down the mountain. The Buddhist sect has no leader. After Master Xuyun passed away, the soon-to-be successor Wu Wuwu took in the master. Compared to being driven down the mountain at that time, it would be better to leave by yourself."

"Are you planning to go back to Taoyuan?"

"Master has been controversial, and taking him back to Taoxijian is just to divert the disaster. I can't let Taoyuan take this risk with me. His spiritual power is weak, and it is not known whether the golden core can be recovered, so he found a secluded place to live in seclusion. It’s never too late to make plans.”

"Do you mind bringing someone with you?"

Ming Si Nian committed an old habit, thinking that he was here to fight for favor, fluffed up and pushed Yu Fuchen far away, as if he had a deep hatred.

"Don't even think about it! Master refuses to accept you, so what are you doing with me? Don't cause trouble if you don't get your name right!"

"He has lost all his spiritual power and can't protect himself. What you are good at is healing, and you are not good at fighting with others. If someone plots something wrong, will you protect him or protect yourself?"

Touched by the sore spot in the Tao, Daju was furious: "You want to talk too much? Of course it is to save the master!"

Yu Fuchen was noncommittal: "Then you were injured trying to save him, and the enemy effortlessly captured him who was powerless, and then both of you were in trouble, so what?"

The words are not pleasant, but every sentence is true, even if Ming Si Nian is eloquent, he is speechless.

So far, Yu Fuchen has not mentioned the poisonous Gu. Once he acts forcefully and uses spiritual power to fight, his life will be in danger in the next year. There is indeed a higher chance of winning if there are more people.

After thinking about it, the situation is much better now than asking others for help when you were cornered, as long as you take the lead.

As for the reason for Ming Si Nian's heartbeat, in the final analysis, he is too arrogant, stays in Taoyuan all year round, has no friends in the world, and the only acquaintance, Bu Yin Lou, planted poisonous Gu in his body, and the only one who can be trusted is Yu Fuchen alone.

He thought for a long time, and finally nodded.

"I don't understand one thing. As the chief disciple of Taoxijian, why do you condescend to practice and worship a notorious villain as your teacher?"

"Don't you want to too?"

"I'm just curious, and it's the old monk's last wish."

Ming Sinian lowered his eyes and muttered something, but Yu Fuchen didn't hear clearly, and when he asked a question, he reluctantly replied: "I was also entrusted by Patriarch Yikui, but unlike you, I came to repay the favor .”

He bit the word "en" very hard, and Yu Fuchen was puzzled, but he didn't ask deeply.

Three days later, the group was about to leave, and because Yu Fuchen followed them with a stern face, Ming Sinian would always pretend to be disgusted in front of others, and it was the same in front of the next head of the Fozong.

When they went to say goodbye, Xu Wu was studying the scriptures in the scripture library, and had already expected that Yu Fuchen would leave with them, so he didn't show any surprise.

"His eyesight is much clearer than before, but he was lifted from the curse?"

Yu Fuchen remained silent, and secretly pushed Ming Sinian forward, the latter gave him a resentful look, then looked at nothingness, bowed his head and replied: "The forbidden curse is still in place, Master still has many inconveniences, but his consciousness is clear Many, I think it will get better after a while, I will find a way to relieve him, thank you Master Void for your concern."

"That's good, the poor monk and he still have a few words to talk about, you two might as well..." Avoided.

Needless to say, Yu Fuchen also guessed that the monk had been pondering how to be alone with Feng Changhuan for several days, but they were inseparable for a long time, and never had a chance.

If you don't want to persuade me to stay, I don't know if I have to wait until the year of the monkey.

After a few days of trouble at the Fozong, the new head always had to give face, Ming Si Nian didn't say much, and retreated outside the door after saluting, seeing Yu Fuchen hesitated halfway, he shot and pulled everyone away.

"I'm more worried than you. You treat Master so attentively, as if I ignored him and treated him badly. What's your intention!!"

Tsk... This person's jealousy is really not ordinary.