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Chapter 2291 Lost clues again

"Thank you Lord!"

The old monk was not polite either. After all, the entire Qingliang Temple did not have any income, and the sesame oil money was nothing, and the dilapidated mountain gate had not been repaired, so it still looked a little dilapidated.

But he didn't put it away immediately, but continued to put it on the table without moving it.

Qingliang Temple is much worse than the last time I came here.

"By the way, Master, are you alone in the entire temple?"

"Yes, during last year's war in Qingliang Temple, only Lao Na, Xiao Xing, survived. Many disciples died tragically in front of Lao Na, but everything has passed."

When the master heard Zhang Tianhao mentioning this matter, his expression couldn't help shaking. Obviously, his heart was also extremely restless, and he even looked at Zhang Tianhao with deep suspicion.

After all, saying such things to him early in the morning, isn't it exposing scars?

But soon he calmed down again and took a deep breath, obviously suppressing the throbbing in his heart.

"All dharmas are empty, illusion is empty, emptiness is illusion, monks are all empty, and disciples are just early to bliss."

Zhang Tianhao saluted immediately, and then said "Yin Mi Tuo Buddha".

"Sin, sin, sin!"

The old monk immediately began to read in his mouth, as if he really didn't want to mention this account.

"Benefactor, do you have anything else to do? If not, Lao Shi still has other things to do, so don't keep the benefactor. As for the sesame oil money, please take it back from the benefactor."

"Master, I was wrong. Fodu has a predestined person, and although I dare not say that I am a predestined person, I still came here with sincerity. After all, the master is empty, but some enmity can never be erased or covered up."

Zhang Tianhao said calmly.Then he took another sip from the cup, and slowly spit out a sentence.

"Some time ago, a French Mali came to your temple. He left something in your temple. I would like to ask if the master has seen it. I believe that monks don't tell lies."

"I'm sorry, benefactor, I really haven't seen France, or something. After all, it's been a long time, and Lao Na's memory is not that good." The monk immediately crossed himself, and said Al Tuo Buddha again.

"Master, it seems that you really let go of the blood feud of your temple. Even if the master said so, I don't want to say more, but the master let go of the grudge of your temple. All dharmas are empty, and the four elements are empty, but as a Chinese , will never forget the blood feud of our 30 compatriots in Nanjing."

"As a Chinese, no matter whether he is a monk or the four are empty, I think that in this land, when a master recalls the master of your temple lying in a pool of blood, he thinks of the 30 compatriots lying in a pool of blood. In the bubble, their resentful souls are roaring silently."

"Maybe only people like the master can sit safely in your temple, chant 'Amitabha Buddha', and retreat from the world. Cause and effect, but the master still hasn't understood the truth."

Zhang Tianhao stood up, put his hands behind his back, then looked up at the sky outside, and said indifferently: "Since the master has said this, then I have nothing to say. I hope the master can feel at ease and get rid of cause and effect!"

After speaking, he stood up directly and walked out of the main hall. Although the two of them didn't talk for a long time, Zhang Tianhao also knew what the great monk was thinking.

However, Zhang Tianhao turned around when he reached the door, and bowed to the Buddha statue: "Amitabha, the Buddhist family is merciful, merciful!"

After Zhang Tianhao finished speaking, he turned around and walked out the door.

One foot has already stepped out of the gate, and he sighed in his heart. If anyone knows about the video tape, only the old monk knows.

After all, there are not many pilgrims here. When the French came, there were not many people.

And according to Liu Ying, there was an old monk in the hall at that time.

"Benefactor, please stop!"

At this moment, the old monk in the main hall stood up and stopped him.

Only then did Zhang Tianhao stop, and turned his head slowly, looking at the great monk with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Sir, although I don't know your name, the thing is indeed not with me, alas!"

"Then, may I ask, where is the thing?" Zhang Tianhao immediately understood when he heard it, the great monk really knew it, but the things had already been moved away.

"Do I know Mr.'s name?"

"Chinese!"

Zhang Tianhao replied lightly and calmly.

"Chinese, Chinese!"

The master couldn't help but chewed slowly, and couldn't help but smiled wryly: "Chinese, good name, good name, but I still can't make all four things empty."

This was the second time he heard such words, and he looked at Zhang Tianhao again, trying to recall Zhang Tianhao's face, as if he had seen it before.

"Born to suffer, all beings are equal. It seems that my cultivation state of mind is not enough. Thank you benefactor for enlightenment." Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"You're welcome!"

"It's like this. That gentleman did put two things here, that is, the palm of the Buddha. When I was cleaning a while ago, I found something on it, so I took it off."

"However, many people came to ask me if I had seen it, but I didn't answer, because they all wanted these two things, and I was afraid that it would not be safe. After all, it was a French thing, so I gave it to a foreigner of mine. My nephew, named Gao Erdan, is also my family. So I handed it over to him to take it back and hide it."

"I don't know where he lives, can I get it?" Zhang Tianhao heard that it was exactly what he thought, so he became serious and said seriously.

"Go and get it. He lives at No. 29, Hujia Hutong, Sishui Bridge."

Zhang Tianhao heard, isn't this a chaotic area? The Sishui Bridge area is not a good place. Japanese soldiers often appear there, and the resistance there is also frequent.

"wrong!"

A thought came to his mind, recalling the Surabaya Bridge he visited a few days ago, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

"Master, there seems to be no one on the Sishui Bridge now, it has already been burned to ashes!"

"I'm sorry, benefactor, my nephew really lives at No. 29 Hujia Hutong, Sishui Bridge. He came to see me a week ago. Is there no one in their house anymore?"

The master was also taken aback, and couldn't help asking in a daze.

"After the war broke out, it was blown into ruins. There is no one to live there. Even if we go now, it is still a ruin, and there is no one to clean it up."

"No, it's impossible. I remember very clearly. He lived there. I visited his house three years ago. How could it be gone?"

"Master, I want to ask, where else can this high school bastard go?" Zhang Tianhao felt a little embarrassed when he saw the expression on the master's face.

After all, he finally found the master and had clues, but now he lost all the clues, and everything went back to the starting point.

"Benefactor, I'm sorry, I don't even know where Gao Erdan went. If that's the case, I can't do anything about it. Only the patriarch can worry about it."

"Master, are you sure what you remember is correct?" Zhang Tianhao couldn't help asking seriously.

"The monks don't tell lies, and please don't doubt Lao Na's memory." The master also folded his hands together and said seriously, apparently a little dissatisfied with Zhang Tianhao's attitude.

(End of this chapter)