Zongwu: Our Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 7 Deadwood Master
The setting sun sets and the moon rises.

The silent Meishan didn't know when the mist rose, it was ethereal and dreamy.

A ruined temple.

An old monk in yellow robe bent over and cleaned the dust on the Buddha statue in a slow and unhurried manner.

"Amitabha, since the donor is awake, why pretend to be asleep?"

"Cough cough..."

Long Peng sat up slowly, looked around, with a puzzled expression, he vaguely remembered that he should be treating the wound on the shore, and he definitely would not be here, "Master, is it you who saved the junior?"

"In addition to the old monk, there is also a female benefactor."

"Is there another female benefactor?"

Long Peng was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Who is that woman, and where is she?"

The old monk in yellow robe turned around and said with a smile, "The benefactor left about an hour ago and didn't leave her name, but she did leave a word, I wonder if the benefactor wants to know?"

Long Peng bowed his hands and saluted, "The junior would like to listen."

The yellow-robed old monk cleared his throat twice, brewing for a while.

"Deng Tuzi, this time you have not recovered from your serious injury. I disdain to be a villain who takes advantage of others' danger, but next time we meet, I will definitely kill you."

Heard the name "Dengtuzi".

Long Peng immediately thought of the woman in black, thinking that she hadn't hit the rocks and took his own life, and was suddenly a little stunned.

"Benefactor, according to this old monk, that female benefactor should just be joking, don't take it seriously."

Long Peng came back to his senses, "It doesn't matter if it's true or not, she can show mercy, and when we meet someday, I will hold back."

"The benefactor's words are very good. Enemies should be resolved rather than knotted."

Long Peng smiled, "Haven't you consulted the Master's Dharma name yet?"

"Old monk Tianlong Temple, dead wood."

"It turned out to be an eminent monk of Tianlong Temple, the younger generation is more polite."

Withered Wood smiled and helped stabilize the dragon pendant, "You don't need to be polite, I'm a family member, saving lives and healing the wounded, it's my duty, how can I claim to be an eminent monk."

"Master is merciful."

"Amitabha, the donor is too honored."

"The master is willing to expend his energy to heal the wounds of this stranger who met me by chance. Naturally, he will become an eminent monk, and he will become a compassionate man. At least for this junior, you will be worthy."

Long Peng made a big salute.

At this moment, his external injuries have healed, and his intractable internal injuries are half healed.

Everything is difficult at the beginning.

According to Long Peng's calculation, the rest of the internal injuries will heal within half a month.

The old monk in front of him was using his "Yiyang Finger" to heal his injuries.

How could he not take such kindness seriously.

Long Peng never realized that he was a kind person with a big heart and a bodhisattva heart, a great saint.

But it is by no means an ungrateful person.

Withered Wood smiled helplessly, "I can't deserve such a great gift from the benefactor, so please hurry up and invite the benefactor."

"You are worthy of being a junior here."

Long Peng insisted on completing the salute, and then asked, "I remember that Tianlong Temple should be in Dali, right? Why did the master suddenly come to the Central Plains? Is it to debate with others and practice Zen?"

Withered Wood shook his head, the smile on his face faded a bit, appearing preoccupied.

"It's a long story."

"It's okay, the night is long, the master can speak freely."

"Ugh……"

Withered Wood sat down and added some firewood to the bonfire, "This story started ten years ago, when Lu Zhanyuan and Lu Benefactor of Jiangnan Lu Family Village and..."

……

"And the Mid-Autumn Festival on August [-]th this year will be the deadline for the ten-year agreement. At that time, the 'Chilian Fairy' Li Mochou will be in Linlujiazhuang. I am afraid that she will start killing her. I must stop her..."

After Deadwood finished speaking slowly, he also felt a little more comfortable. When he looked up and saw that Long Peng's face was not right, he asked in surprise, "Why is the benefactor so sad? Don't tell me you have grudges against that benefactor Li?"

Long Peng let out a foul breath, and asked in a deep voice, "Couldn't Master just stand by and watch?"

"No."

Long Pengjian frowned, "Master, as far as this junior knows, Li Mochou is not what it used to be, and his martial arts are probably not inferior to the master, if the master is careless and dies like this, wouldn't it be a waste of his life?

"The cause of the past, the result of today, the old monk has been thinking for a long time, if the old monk had acted more gently and slowly, maybe Li benefactor would not have walked on this road."

Withered Wood was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled, the smile was very peaceful.

"Everyone in this world has an antecedent cause, life and death, life and death, life and death, everything has a law, everything is a condition, as such."

"If the old monk is destined to die in the hands of the benefactor Li, it is also the fate of the old monk, and it is also the fruit that the old monk deserves. The benefactor does not need to worry too much."

Long Peng is also a person who has read Buddhist scriptures and Taoist scriptures.

Naturally, he knew that with what Kumu said, he was going to throw down his life, and wanted to save Li Mochou.

just.

Long Peng knew his end, how could he just watch him go to die?

Hesitate for a moment.

Long Peng's eyes gradually became firmer, "Master, that's it, let this junior go with you."

"This... what does the benefactor mean?"

Dead Wood was obviously puzzled, according to his opinion, although Long Peng was good at martial arts, there was still a gap compared to him, not to mention Li Mochou.

"Master, to be honest, Li Mochou used to be a senior sister of the younger generation. Although she has many births now, she still has some fellowship."

According to Long Peng.

As long as she doesn't stop Li Mochou from destroying the whole family of Lujiazhuang, she will not kill herself.

At that time, it is also feasible to ask Li Mochou to show mercy to Dead Wood.

He still has this confidence.

As for the life and death of Lujiazhuang, Long Peng just wanted to say: What does it have to do with me?
This arena.

People die every day. When Lu Zhanyuan chose to step into the quagmire of the rivers and lakes, he should have known this ending.

Dead Wood looked at Long Peng for a while, his expression changing from time to time, "So that's the case, that's the way it is, no wonder the benefactor's internal injuries look so familiar..."

"What happened to Master?"

Deadwood smiled, "If the old man's guess is correct, the benefactor should be named Long, right?"

Long Peng was stunned for a moment, "This...Master, do you know about this junior?"

Deadwood nodded, and said earnestly, "Almsgiver, when is it time to repay the wronged person? As the saying goes, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately. If you are disturbed by obsession, life will be very painful?"

Long Peng pursed his lips, and said slowly, "This junior also knows what the master said, but the anger in this junior's chest is really uncomfortable. Maybe... this junior and senior sister are also the same kind of people."

"Master... but regretted saving the junior?"

"Fool, when did I regret it? In the eyes of the Buddha, there is no distinction between good and evil. All living beings can be crossed. I dare not pretend to be a Buddha, but I can't ignore the lives of others."

Deadwood smiled and shook his head, "Besides, according to the old monk, although the benefactor is a bit extreme, his nature is not bad, and he deserves the word 'good'."

"Thank you for your teaching, Master, the younger generation will definitely do more good deeds in the future."

"Amitabha, doing good deeds and getting good fruits, this is the best thing."

Withered Wood smiled and performed the Buddhist ceremony, paused, and continued, "Benefactor, according to this old monk, the "Frost Broken Shoes Palm" received by the benefactor 'Tanzhong' should not have killed the person who performed it." the meaning of……"

Long Peng stood up suddenly, grabbed the broken sword on the ground, stared at the torches outside the temple, and said in a deep voice, "Master, there is a villain here. Your internal strength has not yet recovered, so please avoid it."

(End of this chapter)