The little monk returns to the vulgar

Chapter 168

Zhan Zhao had already left with Xiao Jiu, but Shenxiu was still standing there, thinking carefully about Xiao Jiu's words.This child has experienced life and death, and his views are different from ordinary people. Perhaps in his opinion, Dao Ran saved his life. Whether Dao Ran is a wicked person or not, it is a good thing for him.

Daoran asked Shenxiu to blackmail these shops just to break the situation and also to save people.

Doing so may be doing evil, but for Xiao Jiu, helping good people is more important than being good or evil.

Shenxiu could understand this truth.

What he wondered was why Xiao Jiu could say such words so firmly.

Seeing one's mind clearly has always been the goal pursued by Buddhist disciples, but Shenxiu found that after leaving Lingyin Temple, she could no longer understand her original mind.

Just like today, he obviously felt that Dao Ran's request was outrageous, and he resisted extremely in his heart, but he still walked to the door of these shops, and then began to hesitate.

Shenxiu said to herself, "Since when did I not even dare to make judgments about right and wrong?"

In fact, he knew the answer in his heart, since he left Lingyin Temple.

The mistakes he made in Hangzhou before were too big, which caused Shenxiu to doubt his ten years of penance. He began to fear to judge everything by his own standards. A guiding light.

Deep down in Shenxiu's heart, she was still afraid that one day she would repeat the same mistakes and make a terrible mistake again.

Tortured by guilt and lack of self-confidence, Shenxiu no longer dared to make decisions by himself, and he would do whatever Daoran asked him to do along the way.

When Daoran's order goes against his own cognition, Shenxiu will feel very uncomfortable.

Until today, after hearing Xiaojiu's innocent and childish question, Shenxiu knew that the matter had become very serious.

"Amitabha, no wonder the master told me not to be a disciple of Buddhism. He was reminding me. If I continue, not only will I have no possibility of becoming a Buddha, but I will only fall into the devil's way in the end, and sink into the sea of ​​​​suffering forever."

Shenxiu looked at those shops again, the confusion on her face disappeared, replaced by firmness.

I saw Shenxiu walk into a shop selling rice, and said straight to the point: "Amitabha, the poor monk Shenxiu, I am here today to ask for alms, please do me a favor."

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At dusk at sunset, Shenxiu came back with a small half-carload of rice, but her body was covered in dirty stains and there were many scars on her face.

Daoran took the bamboo flute and played a Bodhi Qingxin song to heal Shenxiu, and then asked, "Tell me, what happened?"

"Master, my disciple went to ask for alms today, but failed..." Shenxiu explained in detail what he saw and did today.

The begging was not smooth from the very beginning.

As Dao Ran's reputation grew, Shenxiu was naturally known by the people in the capital, and these shops that had a close relationship with Jinniuwei were well-informed, so no matter what Shenxiu said, it was impossible for others to give him any charity.

Shenxiu didn't move stones to block people's houses like Daoran said, but just read a scripture and then left.I went to seven or eight houses in a row, but the result was the same.

The alms failed, but Shenxiu was not disappointed, but chose to go to the Bian River to work as a coolie.

Then, Shenxiu was severely beaten.

The wharf was already divided up by countless forces. If Shenxiu was an outsider who went to work as a coolie, that would be stealing other people's jobs. If he was unlucky, he would be tied to a stone and sink in the river.

After receiving this beating, Shenxiu didn't resist, clasped his hands together and uttered the Buddha's name to the person who beat him, then turned and left.

After walking like this for a long time, Shenxiu tried every means, but in the end it didn't matter.

Just as he was about to go back to Qiandenghe to report to Daoran to receive his punishment, someone stopped him.

"Master Shenxiu, please stay still."

Shenxiu turned around, and saw a somewhat familiar old scholar looking at him with burning eyes.

Shenxiu recognized this person, it was Sun Xiucai who was a storyteller in the teahouse.

"Amitabha, I don't know what advice Sun Benefactor has for you?" Shenxiu asked.

"Quick, come with me." Sun Xiucai took Shenxiu's hand and left, walking all the way to a remote alley.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and a black-clothed carriage was parked at the entrance of the alley. Shenxiu walked over to take a look, and saw that the cart was filled with more than half of the cart's rice grains. There are bags with the same shape and messy dry goods.

"Benefactor Sun, what do you mean?" Shenxiu asked.

"Master Shenxiu, I already know about Jinniuwei making things difficult for the holy monk." Sun Xiucai said.

Shenxiu sighed, as expected of a storyteller, this news is well-informed.

"Then these rice grains, could it be you, benefactor Sun..." Shenxiu asked.

Sun Xiucai quickly waved his hand and said: "I dare not take credit for it. This is a little thought from the people of Gulou Street. The holy monk Daoran took care of the group of Tartars and saved hundreds of lives. This little rice is just to let the holy The monk knows that we are not ungrateful people,"

Sun Xiucai shoved the reins of the carriage into Shenxiu's hand, and left in a hurry without waiting for Shenxiu to thank her.

Shenxiu looked at the back of Sun Xiucai leaving, clasped his hands together, and bowed deeply.

After listening to Shenxiu say this, Daoran asked: "Do you know why I only asked you to find the shops related to Jinniuwei?"

"At first I didn't know, I just thought that the master wanted to give Jinniuwei some retribution. Later, when the disciple saw the benefactor Sun, he figured it out. The master didn't want to hurt the innocent, and this kindness is far less than that of the disciple." Shenxiu said.

Daoran nodded, this apprentice finally got the hang of it.

Daoran is very aware of his reputation in the capital, if he wants to, not to mention asking for alms from the people in Gulou Street, or asking for some money and food from those who seek medical treatment, he can just ask.

But the result of doing so is to offend Jinniuwei for these kind-hearted people.

Can they withstand Jinniuwei's targeting and revenge?Maybe there are people with hands and eyes in the sky, who can ignore Jinniuwei, but there is Grand Master Pang behind, how many people in this capital can bear Grand Master Pang's anger?

Daoran didn't save people in the first place to let them be cannon fodder for him.

"If that's the case, why did you bring the rice back? Aren't you afraid of hurting Sun Xiucai and the others?" Daoran asked.

"It was already dark at that time, if this disciple had left the carriage where it was, I'm afraid it would have caused more trouble." Shenxiu said.

If Shenxiu didn't take the grain cart away, and the people who repayed their kindness knew about it, would some bloody people take the risk of sending the cart to Qiandeng River?At that time, their chances of exposure will be greater.

So Shenxiu decided to take the car away, so most of Jin Niuwei's eyes would be on him.

"Is that enough?" Daoran asked again.

"Not enough. Therefore, I ask Master to allow me to practice cultivation on Gulou Street from today on," Shenxiu said.

Hearing this, Daoran finally smiled and said, "Okay, you can go."

"Thank you, Master." Shenxiu bowed and said goodbye.

When Shenxiu left, Xuanjizi walked out from the shadow of the corner again, and asked strangely, "You can just leave it at that? Didn't you say that you want to expel him from the sect?"

"The cloud is in the blue sky and the water is in the bottle. Everyone settles down and does what they want. Shenxiu has found her own way, so why should I interfere?" Dao Ran said calmly.

Although he said it calmly, Daoran still feels a little pity in his heart. It seems that it is impossible to cheat Shenxiu back into vulgarity. This person is devoted to Buddha and has come out of the previous confusion.

Although the path Shenxiu wants to take is different from that of the fake monk Daoran, after getting along for such a long time, Daoran can't really use him as a tool man. Since he wants to walk his own path, Daoran can only wish him well. He will be successful soon.

"Then Taishi Pang, how are you going to deal with it?" Xuanjizi asked.

"Of course it's going according to the original plan. Shenxiu doesn't want to be this villain, but it doesn't mean I give up on this plan." Daoran said.

"You want to do it yourself? Then your reputation will be ruined."

Xuanjizi was a little shocked. You must know that Daoran is now a Buddha of almost ten thousand families in the capital. If he personally moves stones to block the door, he will definitely be pointed out and gossiped.

Daoran was originally what the people wanted, if Jin Niuwei used this incident to sow discord, it would most likely become a point of criticism.

"As I said just now, each is in his own place and each does his own thing. Shenxiu can persevere in practicing his own way. As a master, should I be compared to him?" Daoran said.

Xuanjizi stared at Daoran's face for a moment, then said, "Who are you lying to? You are worried that Shenxiu alone can't stop Grand Master Pang, so you want to put Jinniuwei's pressure on yourself."

Daoran chuckled, without explaining, put down the notes in his hand, and left the cabin.

Walking to the side of the ship, Daoran greeted him.

Xiaoqing's huge snake head emerged from the river, jumped on top of the snake head, and one person and one snake rushed towards the bustling place in the capital.

Early the next morning, the capital became lively again.

Because a total of ten huge stones were placed on the street, blocking the doors of some shops tightly, and each stone had a message carved with Dao Ran's finger.

"Little monk Daoran, I came here to beg for alms. I don't have anything long on my body, so I use stones as evidence."

Xia Hou, who had been drinking with his colleagues all night, just woke up, and immediately heard the report from his subordinates.

Before coming to the shop, Xiahou reached out to touch the message on the silver hook of the iron painting, and his face became very ugly.He really didn't expect that Daoran would take revenge in this way.

"This little monk, it seems that he is not as weak and deceitful as he imagined." Xia Hou said to himself.

Xiahou sent out all the people around him, and one of them returned home.

He got under the bed, dug out a loose green brick, and took out a long ebony box from it.

Xiahou put the long box away with an extremely pious attitude, and opened it gently.

What I saw inside was an ordinary dagger, but the word Kunlun was engraved on the hilt.

This is Xiahou's most precious treasure, and the only treasure he took with him when he left the division.

Xiahou's swordsmanship is extraordinary, only a little worse than Zuo Wanli, but this is not because of how talented Xiahou is, it is entirely because he does not practice ordinary martial arts.

His swordsmanship comes from the Kunlun School, an ancient and mysterious practice school.

The Kunlun School is proficient in swordsmanship, spells and escapism, but it is a pity that Xia Hou has practiced in the Kunlun School for many years, but he failed to break through the boundaries of mortals, so he can only go down the mountain sadly.

Although Xiahou is still a mortal, he has seen real practitioners after all.Others can only see the mysteries of Daoran's Buddhism, but Xia Hou can see the way.

This is a very powerful monk. He has practiced the Tianlong Babu Bodyguard Mantra to an extremely profound level, and he has also practiced magical powers similar to the Vajra Bodyguard.

But it seems, that's all there is to it.

If that's the case, it's not difficult to deal with.

Xiahou pulled out the short sword, and the clear sword edge was rippling with subtle light, obviously, it was also a magic weapon.

Xia Hou drew a line on his middle finger with the edge of his sword, and then dripped the blood on the word Kunlun.The blood was quickly absorbed by the hilt, and the dagger began to emit a dark yellow light, and a figure could be seen floating.

Xiahou hurriedly said respectfully: "Outer disciple Xiahou has something important to report..."

About half an hour later, Xia Hou found his subordinates contentedly, and ordered: "Send someone to the Grand Master's Mansion, and say that this demon monk has powerful mana, and if he wants to deal with it, he may have to resort to some brutal methods."

A Jinniu guard took the order and returned with Grand Master Pang's reply in a short while: "Let's do it."

After getting this promise, Xia Hou showed a cruel smile.

"Go and tell Kaifeng Mansion that we are going to Caishikou Shengtang to try the case today, and ask him to help us build momentum." Xiahou ordered.

An hour later, Jin Niuwei escorted hundreds of people to Caishikou.

At this time, there were already countless people watching at Caishikou.

Because they heard that today Jinniuwei will publicly interrogate the imperial convicts who conspired to rebel here.

Such a big event attracted many people to come to see the fun.

Xiahou sat on the temporary high platform, slapped the gavel, and said loudly: "Come on, bring everyone up. Today we will have a thorough trial. How did these unscrupulous people collude with that demon monk Dao Ran?" plotting rebellion."

Before Jinniuwei pressed dozens of ordinary people to the high platform, they were all arrested by Jinniuwei early in the morning.There are traffickers and pawns, but none of them have anything to do with Dao Ran, and some of them don't even know Dao Ran.

The only thing they have in common is that they are all ordinary people and have no resistance against Jinniuwei.

A group of people were crying and shouting, Xiahou got impatient and said loudly: "Beat everyone with twenty boards first, lest they still have the energy to croak here."

After saying this, Xia Hou picked up a token and threw it out.

When the token landed, it is estimated that many of these ordinary people would be beaten to death.

But at this moment, a figure among the onlookers rushed to the high platform and grabbed the token with his hand.

I saw Shenxiu standing on the stage, clasped his hands together, and said to Xia Hou: "Amitabha, God has the virtue of loving life. Please give me your hand and let these innocent people go."

Last night, Shenxiu had already returned to Gulou Street, ready to protect Sun Xiucai and the people in the neighborhood.It's just that he didn't expect that Xiahou would arrest people without any investigation at all, regardless of whether it had anything to do with it, and arrested people everywhere in the capital.

This unreasonable and cruel method was beyond everyone's expectations.

When Shenxiu received the news, Xiahou had already set up the courtroom, so Shenxiu had no choice but to rush to the stage to save people.

Shenxiu has no way to follow Daoran's order to revenge the wicked people with tit for tat, but he can choose to protect the kind people.If Jinniuwei wanted to attack the people like Sun Xiucai, then Shenxiu would stand in front without hesitation.

When Xiahou saw Shenxiu appearing, he threatened, "Do you know that you are a capital crime for disturbing the court!"

Although Xiahou was speaking to Shenxiu, in fact most of his attention was on his surroundings, carefully searching for Daoran's figure.

It's just that Monk Daoran doesn't seem to be here.

Xiahou was a little puzzled, he spent so much time and thought to set up this situation, wouldn't he not come?It's this time, it's impossible for Dao Ran not to have received the news, where will this monk go?
(End of this chapter)