The villain is awesome

The martial arts competition between Samana Dharma in the Western Regions and Wanfa Temple is over. In the final analysis, those who come from afar are guests. Master Tianyi judged that the victory of this martial arts exchange will be shared by two parties, that is, the crazy monk Zi Shami in the Western Regions and Ruzong, a disciple of Wanfa Temple. All are allowed to enter the Sutra Pavilion.

Under the morning sun the next day, the dusty door on the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion slowly opened, and a dazzling array of Buddhist scriptures and Zen scrolls filled the bookshelves.Zi Shami, a mad monk from the Western Regions, was ecstatic, rushing in like a young man who had strayed into a fairy cave.

At the same time, the expression on his face was extremely greedy, absorbing the nutrients in the Buddhist classics like a sponge, his eyes were so good that he couldn't bear to look away, he couldn't put it down.

Ruan Xuezong took a step back, he walked in with his hands behind his back expressionlessly, then put one hand on the corner of the table, carefully wiped it with his fingertips, and sat down with confidence after finding that there was no dust.

System No. 007: […]

What kind of problem is this from the children of the aristocratic family.

During these three days and two nights, the winner was allowed to study scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion, and three meals a day would be provided by the little novice monk.

Wanfa Temple also thoughtfully prepared pens, inks, papers and inkstones for them to study the excerpts, and there are also all kinds of utensils such as burning incense and bathing.This is all necessary etiquette, because only when one's hands are clean can one show respect for the scriptures.

Zi Shami, a crazy monk from the Western Regions, seems to be well adapted, but Ruan Xuezong feels that he is out of place here.

He is not interested in Buddhist scriptures at all, but this kind of opportunity is what every Buddhist disciple dreams of.

[In the original plot, Du Rulan didn't really study the scriptures here for three days and two nights, did he? 】 Ruan Xuezong asked.

System No. 007: [Yes]

Ruan Xuezong raised his eyebrows: [Why don't I believe it]

A murderous young demon monk, was there really a time when he was so devout before the Buddha?

Ruan Xuezong himself was impetuous, of course he refused to believe that Du Rulan, as an undercover agent of a magic sect, was really obsessed with these Buddhist classics.

Naihe System No. 007 said that after Du Rulan entered the Buddhist scriptures Pavilion, her Buddhist attainments became more profound. She opened an altar and lectured at Wanfa Temple every month, and her reputation among the people was extremely high. Witness the side of the young monk.

Later, after Du Rulan traveled down the mountain, his pre-Buddhist lectures became a rare and rare event.

It's unbelievable that an undercover agent can do so well, and it's no wonder that none of the monks in Wanfa Temple doubted Du Rulan.

At this time, half an hour had passed since entering the Sutra Pavilion.

Ruan Xuezong looked at the interior of the building he was in. The Sutra Pavilion had been built for a long time. The eaves of the pavilion, which have been battered by wind and rain for a hundred years, have accumulated a very strong accumulation of time, just like Wanfa Temple, an ancient mountain temple, has a certain special charm.

Ruan Xuezong was originally impetuous and unable to calm down.But as the sun moved westward, Wanfa Temple's evening drum and morning bell rang again. He drank a pot of green tea and took a sip slowly.

The impetuousness was gradually erased, he cleaned his hands, sat down at the desk, and began to copy a page of the Heart Sutra.

What he copied was the "Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra", which had few words but profound meaning. As he copied it, he slowly felt a refreshing force, which was completely different from the martial arts fighting with swords and swords.

His heart suddenly calmed down.

It seems to understand why the eminent monks of Wanfa Temple regard these things as Buddhist treasures.

Three days and two nights soon came to an end. Ruan Xuezong glanced at his desk. The Buddhist scriptures he had copied by himself were like a hill. Homework, at least it can show that his trip was not wasted.

Zi Shami also seemed to be reluctant to part. For the past three days or two, he allowed himself to immerse himself in the boundless sea of ​​Buddha, and fell into some kind of frantic madness.

Seeing the other party's appearance, Ruan Xuezong came to a conclusion: this crazy monk from the Western Regions is a bit crazy, maybe he is not a bad person.

Just when Ruan Xuezong settled down and copied the scriptures, a strange smell in the air floated into his nostrils, and his eyebrows narrowed, because he smelled the smell of burning wood, which came from downstairs, and he slammed back Withdrew, pulling Zi Shami out through the window.

In the distance, the boiling voice of the little novice patrolling the mountain came simultaneously, "It's on fire! It's not good, the Sutra Pavilion is on fire! Brothers, hurry up and put out the fire!"

"Go and inform Master!"

Numerous little novice monks held a copper basin full of water swaying in it. Their panicked voices broke through the silent night and awakened countless Buddhist monks who were immersed in the sound of wooden fish knocking.

Ruan Xuezong only saw billowing black smoke coming out of the first floor of the Sutra Library, while the fire was burning, dust and ash were scattered everywhere, the flames were extremely rampant and strong, and they were climbing up the steps to the upper floors.

A pungent smell of oil in the air was always lingering, resulting in little fire fighting effect.

"No, the Buddhist scriptures on the second floor!" After inhaling too much smoke, Zi Shami fell to the ground with a blue face. Suddenly he remembered something, and these words burst out in his throat, and the heartbroken emotions awakened Ruan Xuezong .

Zi Shami just finished speaking.

The scene that shocked Ruan Xuezong happened at the back: in the bright red flames, a group of Buddhist scripture pavilion disciples burst into flames and jumped to the second floor through the window lattice. A few seconds later, they rushed out with scrolls of Buddhist scriptures and placed them in the open space.After this action, they decisively rushed into the fire.

Their figures did not hesitate, completely ignoring that the corners of their monk robes were scorched, and their mighty and extraordinary figures were instantly engulfed by the flames as soon as they plunged into the fire.

As the beams of the house were about to collapse, one by one rushed out with dark faces, and in their arms were rolls of golden and well-protected Buddhist classics, even the pile of Buddhist scriptures homework copied by Ruan Xuezong.

Behind them is the Buddhist scripture pavilion, which is ablaze to the sky.Seeing the group of monks rescuing the scriptures, Zi Shami, a crazy monk from the Western Regions, also got up from the ground and rushed in with the fire.

[These monks are crazy! ? 】

Ruan Xuezong was greatly shocked in his heart, and he subconsciously followed suit.

The fire spread further, and when the disciples of the Sutra Pavilion staggered towards holding the Buddhist scriptures and fell to the ground due to exhaustion, many mountain patrolling disciples rushed over.

There is also a young monk Ruan Xuezong is more familiar with. His head is covered with blood and he can't even open his eyes. He is carefully holding a few volumes of Buddhist scriptures in his arms. .

But this monk has something to do.

His leg seemed to be bent, and in a weak tone, he said to Ruan Xuezong: "Junior Brother Ruzong, tell the master that this disciple has rescued more than a hundred scriptures. Fortunately, this disciple did not disgrace his life..."

Then he fell down.

Ruan Xuezong stretched out a trembling hand and sniffed the breath of this senior brother in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Fortunately, this person was only exhausted and his leg was hit by a beam, so there was nothing serious.

That night, the Sutra Pavilion of Wanfa Temple was lit with flames and black smoke billowing, igniting the night sky at the entire mountain gate.

After the fire was extinguished, a group of old Buddhist monks looked mournful in the open space in front of the Sutra Pavilion. After they counted the items one by one, there was a trace of relief on their faces. , "Northern Tibet", there are hundreds of Theravada Buddhist scriptures and scriptures written by Bedoraya, and none of them have been damaged..."

The other monks of Wanfa Temple also clasped their hands together: "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful and fortunate in misfortune."

There were 34 disciples who participated in the firefighting last night, and all of them woke up in the early morning. After being treated by doctors, their bodies are generally fine.

Ruan Xuezong was very angry. He wanted to know that the fire was set by the Demon Sect, but he didn't understand why the Demon Sect burned down the Sutra Pavilion.The Buddhist treasures were burned down, and a group of monks almost died in the fire in order to save these Buddhist scriptures.

At this moment, he heard a word from Master Tianyi.

Master Tianyi said: "Amitabha, there are hundreds of Buddhist scriptures, but there is still one thing missing from the Sutra Pavilion..."

The other eminent monks seemed to have been reminded, and they stared at each other: "Senior brother, are you talking about the companion stone?"

What are companion stones?

Ruan Xuezong thought so, so he asked the same question.He also participated in fighting the fire yesterday, and in the second half of the night, he sought medical treatment for the group of monks. His fair face was so smoky that he couldn't see it, and he didn't have time to clean it. Only a pair of dark eyes that were as bright as stars remained. Dotted on the face.

As soon as he asked, Master Tianyi's palm fell on the top of his head, and he rubbed it lovingly.

"Ruzong, the accompanying stone is a strange stone with a crystal clear body. When you hold it in your hand, a illusory illusion will appear. Buddha has a saying, '...like a dream bubble, like dew, like electricity', and It was originally included in the Buddhist scriptures and came to the Sutra Pavilion, and the former Zen masters called it the "companion stone". Since it is not a rare thing, it has been placed in the Sutra Pavilion."

When Master Tianyi said this, Ruan Xuezong's thoughts suddenly became clear. What kind of accompanying stone is actually a phantom stone, a stone that can create illusions.

It turns out that this is what Momen really wanted.

As an accessory of the Buddhist scriptures, the phantom stone was shelved by the Buddhist sect and guarded by the disciples of the Buddhist scripture pavilion day and night. It was difficult to obtain, so the demon sect set fire to it.

In the original plot, Huo Chonglou must have got this stone.

It's no wonder that Grandmaster Bai Ye created fairy tales after stepping through the void. Almost no one, including Ruan Xuezong, doubted the authenticity of stepping through the void, but Huo Chonglou saw through the reality at a glance.

Xu Shi regretted that Ruan Xuezong didn't see this stone, and the whereabouts of this stone was unknown. Buddhist monks told him the legendary story of "companion stone" one after another.

"Brother Sect Leader, we checked the fire site and found that the candlelight on the first floor of the Sutra Library was not dumped at night, nor was the fire caused by the accumulation of dead leaves and the windy night. ..." said a disciple of Wanfa Temple, this remark caused an uproar among the eminent monks present, because it clearly said that there was an inner ghost in the temple who deliberately murdered and set fire.

Regardless of whether the other party wanted to burn the Buddhist scriptures, or wanted to burn the two people who stayed in the scripture pavilion to death, the nature of this matter was extremely bad.

Master Tianyi was slightly stunned, and said in a deep voice: "Amitabha, my Buddhist disciples have a compassionate heart, and someone actually committed such a deliberate act of arson. Quickly let the disciples of the Sutra Pavilion intervene to investigate this matter."

No need to investigate, he knows who the ghost is.

Ruan Xuezong sneered in his heart.

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, Du Rulan just came. On the white monk robe was an extremely handsome face, like a bright moon, with a straight nose and thin lips, a pair of eyes with a slightly lighter color, and a gentle and compassionate smile. Swaying, a sense of emptiness and clarity rushed over.

See Ruan Xuezong's appearance.

With his slender fingers as clear as bamboo, he unhurriedly took out a clean white handkerchief with a touch of sandalwood from his sleeve.

"The distant water can't save the nearby fire, why did my junior make himself so embarrassed?"

"Where were you last night? I think the ghost is probably you..." Ruan Xuezong put on a cold face, and knocked off the young demon monk's hand with a "slap". , There was a blush on the back of the white hand.

"It turns out that the younger brother actually suspected me."

The young monk took a deep look at Ruan Xuezong, and he took back a white handkerchief. His unusually handsome face showed a trace of melancholy being questioned. He lowered his voice and sighed softly: "I didn't know, my junior misunderstood me quite a bit. deep."

You have a perverted and cruel personality. In the future, you will kill people and set fires while burning incense in front of the Buddha, and you are the son of the peerless enchantress Du Qing'e. Who would you be if it weren't for you.

Ruan Xuezong said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, come with me."

Because Du Rulan didn't resist, he defeated the enemy with one move, locked him up and prepared to take him to Master Tianyi.

At this moment, the little monk Miaoxin rushed over panting. Seeing Ruan Xuezong's posture of capturing the enemy, he was surprised for a moment, "What are you two brothers doing!?" He was really surprised, and then suddenly remembered his For the purpose, he took a breath and said, "Brother Ruzong, we caught the inner ghost! It turned out to be a senior from the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion!"

How could this be?

Ruan Xuezong's eyes were condensed, and he met the eyes of the young demon monk who seemed to be smiling but not smiling. At this moment, the redness in the eyes of the other party seemed to be stronger than the sunset, and more intriguing than the breeze.

An inexplicable chuckle came out of his throat bit by bit, and Ruan Xuezong's temples throbbed, wishing he could slap him to death.