Rebirth for the good

The monk doesn't know good from bad, so why kowtow to him! "

Fang Neng said: "Lord Lu, this poor monk is the most loyal disciple, why do you bother to make things difficult for him?"

Lu Shangming said seriously: "Daohui was eager to save people and killed people by mistake. If you blame him, don't you know right from wrong? If you want to talk about lewd precepts, he is just a young man with a fresh blood, so why is he worried about him?"

Daohui hurriedly said: "Master, this disciple didn't dare to try to get rid of the crime, but the benefactor Lu was seriously injured. This matter was all caused by the disciple. If the disciple can't watch him get better, he will definitely feel uneasy." There are all kinds of doubts about his identity, but what he is saying at this moment is the truth from the bottom of his heart.

Fang Neng saw that he spoke sincerely, how could he not feel pity, and sighed: "My dear apprentice, as a teacher, why don't you understand your character? Just stay, Master Lu," he said to Lu Shangming. Buddhist ceremony, "The poor monk once heard in Longyou City that a young hero was willing to eradicate the evil people of the Liuhe Holy Sect for the people. The poor monk didn't know the reason for this, and only hoped that the leader would abandon evil and promote good, and be a good person. "

Lu Shangming never thought that the old monk would be so open-minded, and his words were extremely sincere, and he couldn't help saying: "That's natural, but I have nothing to do with the Liuhe Sacred Sect, you don't need to call me the leader anymore."

Fang Neng uttered the Buddha's name, turned around and left, "Take care, you two." All the monks followed behind him.

Daohui suddenly shouted: "Master, don't worry, in the future, the disciple will go back to Shaolin together with Master Lu to accept the crime." He saw the master waving his hand in the distance, and he felt a burst of warmth in his heart.

Lu Shangming was touched for a moment, and said: "You have such a good master, I really envy you." He just tried his best to support Fang Neng, but at this moment when his eyes darkened, he fell down and happened to lean on Daohui's shoulder .

Daohui asked, "Jiao Lu...does the benefactor have no relatives?" He helped Lu Shangming to the wing, not forgetting to take the bag with the bald carrot.

Lu Shangming said: "Do you want to ask if Fang Neng is telling the truth?" Seeing Daohui shaking his head quickly, he smiled again: "He is right, my name is Lu Shangming, and I am indeed from the Holy Cult of Liuhe. The leader is true." He clearly felt a slight shock in Dao Hui's body beside him.

Thinking of how an honest monk like Daohui would kill someone for himself, Lu Shangming felt the taste of trust for the first time, "But as I said just now, I am just an ordinary benefactor Lu." He didn't wait for Daohui After realizing it, he suddenly asked, "When did we first meet?"

Daohui blurted out: "The ninth day of March." He couldn't help laughing when he thought of that day.

Lu Shangming frowned, and asked again: "What day is it today?"

Daohui replied: "The sixteenth day of the lunar new year. What's wrong?"

Lu Shangming said in a low voice: "Twenty days left." He roughly calculated that the agreement with the immortal was to find Nangong Yu within one month, otherwise he would die again. Now that Nangong Yu is no longer alive, that is to say I only have 20 days left to live, so I and Daohui are bound to be destined to have nothing to do with each other.

"What's the matter?" Dao Hui couldn't help feeling anxious when he saw him muttering to himself.

Lu Shangming suddenly smiled and said, "Since that's the case, let's forget about the unhappy things."

Daohui rubbed her head and asked, "Benefactor, what did you say? The monk didn't understand at all."

"Let me ask you," Lu Shangming said, "what do you want to do most now?"

Daohui was stunned, looked at Lu Shangming who was next to her, and suddenly blushed, and heard Lu Shangming approach her ear and say, "Monks don't tell lies." His warm breath made Daohui feel all over It was itchy, and when I reached out to touch it, it was a little hot.

After all, Daohui was honest by nature and didn't dare to make any mistakes. He hurriedly opened the door of the wing room, gently put Lu Shangming on the couch, and was about to turn around and leave.

Lu Shangming coughed violently twice, "Aren't you willing to heal me?"

Daohui hurriedly said, "Of course I would." He turned around and sat down on the couch, only to see that Lu Shangming had already taken off his upper body clothes, and the wound on his shoulder pierced by the sword was still oozing blood.

Daohui was in a hurry, digging around in the package, but couldn't find the golden sore medicine that he brought with him when he went down the mountain for a while, so he simply dumped all the things in the bag on the ground, who knew that there was no trace of the golden sore medicine .

Lu Shangming said: "I went through the package, there is no wound medicine."

Daohui suddenly woke up. It turned out that he had put it aside when he was taking a bath that day. When he turned his head, he saw the golden sore medicine on the counter. Around Lu Shangming's wound, he asked with concern, "Does it hurt?"

Seeing his serious appearance, Lu Shangming couldn't help feeling warm, but reason told him that he must never be honest with Daohui, and he said lightly, "It's okay, when I practiced kung fu when I was young, this whole arm was broken."

Dao Hui suddenly said: "From today on, I will not let the benefactor get hurt again."

"It's just you?" Lu Shangming said, "Your martial arts are not enough."

Daohui immediately said seriously: "Practice well, little monk, I believe that within three years, I will be able to protect the benefactor."

"Three years?" Lu Shangming was startled for a moment, then recovered quickly, and said with a smile, "Okay, then you will have to work hard." Seeing that the wound had been covered with powder, he grabbed Daohui's hand and sternly Said: "You saw enough in the water yesterday."

Daohui blushed immediately, "Your monk closed his eyes and didn't see anything."

Lu Shangming expected that he would not dare to lie, but he still reprimanded: "I've made you look bad, and you're still pretending." He liked Daohui's obedient appearance the most, and immediately felt a wow in his heart, and stretched out his hand to pick it up. His good i.

Daohui dodged in fright, her eyes suddenly saw Lu Shangming's fair white buttocks, her head became hot, and for some reason, she jumped on it uncontrollably, and put Lu Shangming's duck into deep summer.

Lu Shangming's right hand poked into Daohui's cool writing, "Little monk, I underestimated you." A surge of true energy naturally surged out of his palm, tearing Daohui's Wahaha into pieces.

Lu Shangming looked at the handsome man in front of him, but he repeated in his heart: "Time is short, everything should be revenge. From now on, there will be nothing but love between me and this man."

Under Chuzhou City

The two put on their clothes, Daohui hung her head and didn't know what to say, only to hear Lu Shangming speak first from behind: "How do you feel?"

Dao Hui faltered and said, "What... what does it feel like."

Lu Shangming deliberately slowed down and said: "I mean murder."

Daohui woke up suddenly, and hurriedly asked: "Why did Nangong Yu want to kill you, the benefactor?" He had already determined that Nangong Yu was a wicked person, and even omitted the phrase "Nangong benefactor".

Lu Shangming sneered and said: "My identity has been discovered, he is very smart, but it is a pity that the Spring and Autumn Dream cannot be realized."

Daohui opened his mouth and immediately closed it, as if he was about to speak, but Lu Shangming saw it, and he couldn't help asking: "What do you want to say, you used to have no scruples."

Daohui thought to himself that since he had already told the truth about his identity, why should he cover it up, so he said immediately: "Those people once said that the Holy Cult of Liuhe colluded with the Jin people. Does Benefactor Lu know their evil deeds?" I wonder if Lu Shangming is also involved.

Lu Shangming sighed: "To be honest, I am just like you. I only heard about this matter recently."

Daohui suddenly said happily: "That's great, I'm afraid that the donor is such a treacherous and evil person, Amitabha, Amitabha." He was very excited, and his words seemed a little excited.

Lu Shangming laughed and said, "Didn't you swear in front of Fang Neng just now that I am a good person?" He remembered that Fang Neng hadn't mentioned the good things he heard from the people of Longyou City at that time, so Dao Hui dared to stand in front of him. The master has made a guarantee in front of him, so he is really a righteous person.

Daohui said blushingly: "At that time, the little monk only thought that no one could hurt you, benefactor Lu."

Lu Shangming said sternly: "Since you have broken the precept of killing, this Shaolin Temple may not be able to accommodate you. From now on, don't call me a monk, I have a headache." Then he rubbed his head, thinking about it It's better to make things clear earlier, so I deliberately made these words a little more serious, "You can follow me from now on."

Dao Hui really panicked, he grew up in the temple, and he still hears all kinds of exhortations from his master, now recalling the scene when the knife pierced Nangong Yu's body, his head seemed to be filled with boiling hot water, and he felt himself for a while. Responsibility and reason are fighting each other, where there is any idea, it is naturally what Lu Shangming says.

Seeing Dao Hui's obedient appearance, Lu Shangming felt more happy, and pulled him out, "Anyway, what you did was a great good, so why bother yourself, let's go find the bad luck of the Liuhe Sacred Sect .”

Although Daohui acted against the family rules, his sense of justice was true. Hearing what Lu Shangming said, he thought to himself: "In this way, the merits can be redeemed. The benefactor Lu is disgusting and kind, and it is true. Good guy."

Seeing him suddenly laughing, Lu Shangming said strangely, "What are you happy about?"

Daohui hurriedly said: "Little... If I can do good things with Master Lu, it would be great." He remembered that Lu Shangming didn't want to hear the word "little monk", so he changed his words immediately.

Lu Shangming smiled slightly, thinking that before getting rid of Murong Xian, he must rely on this wisdom. As he walked out of the house, he said: "The Liuhe Sacred Sect is like a cloud, I am seriously injured, and it depends on you gone."

Daohui said, "Will Master Lu still want to teach me martial arts?"

Lu Shangming quickened his pace and asked without looking back: "Are you willing to do anything for me?"