Many days ago, when Mu Qiuhuang and Su Xiaoxiao were discussing Liu Yiyong, Mu Qiuhuang said two things: He would not be able to put his mind at ease unless he saw such a person with his own eyes; but if the jackal was not a tiger, how could it be worthy of his care?

?I have to say that at that time, Mu Qiuhuang actually looked down on Young Master Liu. She thought he was too petty and planned to raise him like a tiger. In fact, just before Mu Qiuhuang came here today, he still did

This kind of plan. But after meeting Liu Yiyong, from the moment their eyes met, Mu Qiuhuang realized that his previous thoughts were too one-sided. The petty family spirit he had mistakenly thought before was actually

Acting cautiously... It was at that moment that Mu Qiuhuang changed his previous view. Instead of trying to control the other party, he put the other party in a cooperative position. This was exactly what Mu Qiuhuang thought.

This change made the two of them get along very harmoniously throughout the whole process, and in the end they both got the results they wanted...so that many years later, when Mu Qiuhuang left the temple to sit and watch the world, he would still recall the first time.

A scene where I met Mr. Liu Si once, and then I groaned, a smile appeared on my lips, and I was glad that I had made a temporary change of decision at that time.

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When Mu Qiuhuang returned to the inn with Su Xiaoxiao and Linghu Jie contentedly, he was informed by his subordinates that Wu Xin, who had been out exchanging Buddhist teachings a few days ago, had also returned.

When Mu Qiuhuang went to Wu Xin with great interest and was about to ask him what he thought of this exchange of Dharma, he found that Wu Xin did not show the joy of exchanging Dharma. Instead, he sat there with a depressed look on his face, wondering what he was thinking.

What? When Mu Qiuhuang opened the door and came in, he didn't say hello. Seeing this scene, Mu Qiuhuang couldn't help feeling a little strange and asked: "Little monk, didn't you say you were going to exchange Buddhist teachings? Why did you choose to do it in the middle of the night?

You suddenly came back from here, don’t you think you haven’t argued with those old monks who were kicked out?”

When Wuxin heard the words, he raised his head and glanced at Mu Qiuhuang, as if he wanted to say something. But after thinking about it, he still didn't say anything, but lowered his head again, returning to his old listless look.

Seeing Wu Xin's appearance, Mu Qiuhuang felt even more strange. Ever since he and Wu Xin got along, he had never seen Wu Xin look like this.

Who is Wu Xin? Wu Xin's true identity is a Buddhist disciple. He has been trained by Futu Temple since he was a child. He has been initiated by Buddhist masters with golden light. He has reached the eighth level at a young age... and Wu Xin's character is Mu.

Qiuhuang also knew something about it. Although he had always teased Wuxin before that he was "like a monk when he didn't speak, and like a magic stick when he spoke", in fact, in his impression, Wuxin was always the one who could win after losing a bet with him.

He was willing to give up and give up to the honest and trustworthy little monk who had been a book boy for ten years... What's more, Wu Xin was greatly influenced by Zhang Fuling during the days when he went to Wudang Mountain with him... It stands to reason that even if he really loses

Shouldn't he be hit like this?

"Could it be that the little monk was really tortured by the big monks this time?"

Mu Qiuhuang thought like this and was a little gloating, but she still pretended to be sympathetic and comforted: "Little monk, don't be disappointed. It doesn't matter even if you lose. Think about it, are those who debate Buddhism with you older than you?"

, it’s not shameful to lose to them. After all, you are still young, and youth is your greatest asset. I believe that when you are as old as them, they will definitely not be able to defend you..."

Just as Mu Qiuhuang was conscientiously comforting Wu Xin, she heard Wu Xin say: "The young monk did not communicate with them about Buddhism."

"Them?" Mu Qiuhuang raised his brows and said nothing. He was really confused, because in Mu Qiuhuang's impression, Wu Xin used to address those in the Buddhist sect as "senior brothers", and it had never been so blunt.

"What's going on?" Mu Qiuhuang asked.

"They are not worthy of being monks." Wu Xin continued.

"What's going on? Who are they?" Mu Qiuhuang asked.

Wu Xin looked at Mu Qiuhuang and spoke slowly, starting to tell about his experiences during the past few days...

…

Through unintentional telling, Mu Qiuhuang knew the whole story.

There is a Xiangguo Temple outside Fengling City. It is said that in Xiangguo Temple, Buddhism is everywhere and the incense and incense are flourishing, so I unintentionally thought of going to visit and communicate.

But after Wuxin went there, he discovered that Xiangguo Temple was completely different from what he had imagined.

It turned out that when Wuxin went there, he found that the monks in Xiangguo Temple were distributing elixirs. However, unlike Futu Temple, which distributed elixirs to poor people for free, the elixirs in Xiangguo Temple were actually charged. However, Wuxin paid for the elixirs.

It’s understandable, after all, herbs and other things cost money, but when the monks in Xiangguo Temple were distributing the elixirs, a fifty-year-old father-in-law appeared to make trouble, saying that his wife just had a headache a few days ago.

But he suddenly died for no reason after taking the elixir distributed by Xiangguo Temple... After hearing this, Wu Xin thought it was just a coincidence. After seeing the monks from Xiangguo Temple inviting my father-in-law into the temple, he didn't pay much attention to it.

But after waiting for almost an hour, he still didn't see his father-in-law coming out, so Wu Xin thought about going in to see what was going on. What he didn't expect was that Wu Xin was blocked outside, saying that he wanted to buy a ticket to enter the temple and he couldn't go with him.

Exception, although I was puzzled, but I was thinking about my father-in-law, so I accidentally spent ten bucks to buy a ticket. However, I didn’t see my father-in-law after I entered. When I asked about the monks inside, I was told that my father-in-law had left.

However, Wu Xin had been guarding the door and did not see his father-in-law go out, so he definitely did not believe what Xiangguo Temple said. Fortunately, after following Mu Qiuhuang for a long time, Wu Xin also had more thoughts, and did not continue to ask, but planned to go in by himself at night.

After checking, at night, before Wu Xin could go in, he saw two monks sneaking out of the temple carrying a sack. Wu Xin chased after him when he saw it. When he opened the sack, he found that there was something inside.

The corpse of the old man in the daytime was covered with scars. He had obviously been beaten to death... When Wuxin saw this, he was shocked and furious. After burying the old man, he was ready to go and ask for an explanation. But when he waited

When Wu Xin went back the next day, the monk in the temple denied the incident flatly, claiming that he had never seen his father-in-law. Wu Xin refused, so he took him to the place where his father was buried. The other person was shocked at first, and finally...

He bit Wu Xin back, saying that he was the one who beat his father-in-law to death...

Although poor Wuxin is a master of martial arts, he still has the heart of a child. He has seen the world so dangerous and dark, and facing the ugly faces of the monks in Xiangguo Temple, he couldn't find a good way for a while, so he went to look for it in desperation.

The government, but how could the government, which had already been bribed by the temple, pay attention to Wu Xin? Naturally, they turned a blind eye to the matter. If they had not seen that Wu Xin was dressed far beyond what ordinary monks could compare with, they were afraid of getting into trouble. I am afraid that Wu Xin has now been

The government arrested and brought him to justice...

This is what happened.

Originally, in his unintentional mind, Xiangguo Temple should be like the pagoda temple where he grew up. The monks diligently study martial arts and study Buddhism, and open the door to Buddhism to save all sentient beings... But in fact, Xiangguo Temple is just a temple under the guise of a temple.

Secretly, he was making money in the name of the Buddha, and even broke the prohibition on killing for no reason... How could Wu Xin accept this?

…

"Son of a bitch." Mu Qiuhuang was furious after hearing this.

"Little monk, why don't you kill these bastards? With your skills, it should be easy to kill them!" Mu Qiuhuang asked with a puzzled face.

"The young monk cannot overcome the obsession in his heart and cannot abstain from killing. The Buddha said that all living beings are equal. If the young monk kills them, what is the difference between him and them?" After Wu Xin finished speaking, he lowered his head helplessly.

"Pooh!"

Mu Qiuhuang spat in annoyance and said to Wu Xin: "Little monk, you have forgotten what you told me in Jianzhang City before.

What? When I beat Liu Shiqi to death, you told me that doing evil to one person is good to others... You said that Vajra has angry eyes, so he subdues the four demons; Bodhisattva lowers his eyebrows, so he is compassionate to the six realms and does not show the anger of Vajra

, I don’t see the mercy of Bodhisattvas... At that time, I thought you were different from ordinary monks and that you were a rare understanding person.

But now that I'm here with you, why can't I make sense? Don't you say one thing, but actually do another... If you don't listen, what's the difference between you and the monks in Xiangguo Temple?

?”

"The donor is right, there is no difference between the young monk and those monks." Wu Xin whispered, his eyes a little red.

Mu Qiuhuang felt even more angry when she saw his appearance, and said angrily: "You can't overcome the obsession in your heart and can't bear to kill, right?"

"Donor, I..." Wu Xin glanced at Mu Qiuhuang.

Mu Qiuhuang took in Wuxin's expression and mocked: "Okay! If you want to preserve your good reputation, I won't force you. I'll kill these bastards..."

Just think about it, because I knew about it, I could do it regardless of my reputation.

But what if I don’t know about this?

Are you still ignoring this matter because you can't break your obsession?

If this is the case, today they dare to kill one father-in-law, and tomorrow they dare to kill ten father-in-laws... And the reason for all this is because of your indulgence in them this time.

The Buddha said to save all sentient beings, but if the Buddha cannot even save his own heart, why do living beings need to let this hypocritical Buddha come to save them?"

After Mu Qiuhuang said this, he looked at Wu Xin and continued: "Tomorrow I will have someone send out a warrant to let the Beiyu army stationed outside the city massacre Xiangguo Temple. But what I did was not for you.

, but to prevent the kind of ‘old father-in-law’ who was beaten to death in the future.”

After Mu Qiuhuang said this, he left Wuxin's room.

Wu Xin was left alone, still muttering: "Kill one person and save others, do evil to one person and do good to others..."

…

…

the next day.

Early in the morning, Wu Xin disappeared.

In the evening, the demons among the demons came back and reported that by the time the Beiyu army entered the Xiangguo Temple, there was already a river of blood inside the Xiangguo Temple.

After Mu Qiuhuang heard the news, she didn't say anything, but just ordered two jugs of wine to be prepared.

Late at night, Wuxin finally returned to the inn, with some solidified blood stains still on his clothes.

…

"Donor, this young monk has broken the prohibition of killing." Wu Xin glanced at Mu Qiuhuang, feeling a little aggrieved.

Mu Qiuhuang raised the wine bottle and shook it at Wu Xin, saying, "I have already prepared the wine."

Wu Xin walked directly to Mu Qiuhuang, picked up the wine bottle and looked at it, and almost brought the bottle to his mouth, but put it down anyway, and said with shame on his face: "It is a sin for the young monk to break the prohibition on killing.

How dare you break your alcohol abstinence again."

Mu Qiuhuang saw Wu Xin refused and did not try to persuade her. Instead, she smiled and said, "Congratulations, little monk, for breaking the shackles in your heart and keeping your faith. Originally, I was going to comfort you, but it seems there's no need for it now..."

"Donor, little monk..."

Mu Qiuhuang patted Wu Xin's shoulder and said, "Have a good sleep! Tomorrow will be a new day..."
Chapter completed!