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In the Pure Land Buddhist Temple, there is still a place full of incense, and people come like weaving.The one-hundred-eight-foot-tall glazed stupa is constantly burning incense day and night. From dozens of miles away from the stupa, there are believers prostrating and prostrating step by step. , a solemn scene of a solemn and pure land.The turmoil that happened in Jingzhou a few days ago didn't seem to affect here at all.

Of course, this is only what ordinary people can see.

As night fell, the number of people in the Zen courtyard gradually decreased. Taking advantage of this time, a group of some special guests came directly outside the quiet room where Abbot Huiguang was presiding, without being guided by the Zhike monk.

There are five people in this group, and the leader is a middle-aged man in brocade clothes. This man is not tall, and he naturally shows a majestic aura of prohibition in his actions, showing his extraordinary identity, but there is a lot of anxiety and haggardness in his eyes. .The other three people in the same clothes are all big men with restrained spirit, walking like a dragon and walking like a tiger, with high temples. One can tell at a glance that they are masters with extraordinary cultivation, but their expressions are solemn and stern, and they follow closely behind the middle-aged man in brocade clothes .The last person was caught in the arms of the tallest of them. This was a fat man who looked a bit embarrassed. Although his eyes were wide open, his body was stiff and motionless, and his acupoints seemed to be restrained.As soon as this group of people walked outside, the door of the quiet room opened automatically. Zen Master Hui Guang who was sitting in it opened his eyes, looked at the group of five people outside and said calmly: "Everyone, please come in."

The middle-aged man in Jinyi who was the leader walked in without being surprised or polite.

"Abbot Huiguang, you should know why I came here." The middle-aged man in brocade clothes looked at Abbot Huiguang with a somewhat unkind expression.The three burly men in the back also followed the fat man into the Zen room, standing behind the man in brocade clothes and staring at Abbot Huiguang.

If anyone else sees this scene, they will definitely suspect this aggressiveness.From the first look, the few people who came here were insane.This is within the Pure Land Temple, the Shifang Glazed Pure World Relic Pagoda is not far away, under the faint but seemingly ubiquitous Buddha light, no matter how tall or fierce the murderer is.As long as you have an evil thought, you are just like an ant in the Buddha's light.But these few people still confronted Abbot Huiguang aggressively and unceremoniously, with the intention of making him look good if they disagreed.

However, Abbot Huiguang knew that these people were certainly not crazy. The middle-aged man in brocade clothes who was the leader was indeed one of the few people in the world who dared to get angry in this Pure Land Buddhist Temple, and had reason to get angry. He was quite unkind to this man. He just sighed and said: "Master Nangong, if you want to explain the Jingzhou incident, the poor monk really has nothing to say. Because you will not listen to the explanation of the poor monk. You will not go to Letter." The middle-aged man in brocade clothes led a group of shadow guards in Jingzhou a few days ago to track down the traces of the Snake Taoist, but Nangong Wuji suffered a big loss in the end.This trip to Jingzhou not only failed to achieve the previous goal, but also damaged a lot of the elite of his subordinates, and even lost his heavenly fortune. The light abbot is crushed and crushed.

But Abbot Huiguang met his gaze without any unnaturalness, and after answering a seemingly casual and perfunctory sentence, he stopped talking.

After a while, Nangong Wuji finally looked back, took a deep breath, and said, "Okay. Since Abbot Huiguang has his own measure, I don't want to say much. I just hope that your failure this time will not affect your future plans." Get in the way. But there is one more thing in front of you that needs your help. You must help, too."

"Master Nangong, please tell me." Abbot Huiguang nodded.

Nangong Wuji turned around and pointed to the fat man who was caught in the hands of a strong man behind him, unable to move, and said: "Brother She used a secret method to cut all his own memory and sacrificed a ghost heart curse spirit in order to practice the ghost heart curse. The spirit of ghosts and curses not only contains countless knowledge and wisdom, which may be very helpful for our future plans, but also contains the emotions of this Brother She in the first half of his life. He was originally a stunning genius, but he became I had to spend my time in a daze, that is because of the lack of those memories... Later, the spirit of the ghost curse was swallowed by the earth spiritual master, and the earth spiritual master was suppressed in the relic tower. Please also master Use the stupa to take out that memory and return it to him.”…

paused.Looking at the way Abbot Huiguang was about to open his mouth just now, Nangong Wuji added: "I know that although this matter sounds incredible, but with the power of the stupa, it can definitely be done. If the master still wants to make excuses, then there is no need This is not like Master Huiguang using the stupa with all his strength, at most it only slightly damages your cultivation, Master Abbot, and I will definitely make up for it afterwards."

"That's right. The stupa borrows the power of the Buddha to create and evolve all kinds of dharmas in the void. This is indeed possible..." Abbot Huiguang nodded slightly, but he looked at the man who was restrained by the strong man. But the fat man said: "But the old man seems that this benefactor is not willing to do such a thing, why does Master Nangong need to force others to make things difficult?"

The one caught in the hands of the strong man was naturally Luo San's boss, Luo Yuanquan.Although he couldn't move or speak at this moment, anyone could tell from his bloodshot eyes and distorted expression that he was unwilling.

Nangong Wuji glanced at Luo Yuanquan, sighed slightly, turned to Abbot Huiguang and said, "This brother She has undergone great changes, and he is very resistant to the previous memories, but that is just a temporary demon in his heart. Everything will be fine once the memory is returned to him."

"Magic obstacles..." Zen Master Huiguang nodded slowly. "That's indeed a demonic obstacle. If it wasn't a demonic obstacle, why would you want to practice the most evil and evil Taoism of the Mitian Guixin Mantra? Since this benefactor has already cut off the demonic barrier in his heart, the demonic barrier in his heart has been suppressed in the stupa In the middle, this is the karma of this benefactor has gone. Why does Mr. Nangong need to add this demonic karma to this benefactor for his own selfishness? Or... Nangong benefactor, don’t you still have Have you woken up from your own demons?"

The last sentence was like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning. Although the sound was not loud, it echoed endlessly in this quiet room with a shock that seemed to be able to penetrate the heart and cleanse the soul.Luo Yuanquan's ferocious expression suddenly relaxed because of his hard work, and the eyes of the three big men froze slightly.

Only Nangong Wuji didn't seem to be affected in the slightest, and the anger and arrogance in his expression and voice only became stronger: "The time has come, does the master still use those deceitful nonsense to perfuse me? I said this It is extremely important. The master said that he would like to help me or not.”

Abbot Huiguang sighed lightly, shook his head, but did not speak.

The anger in Nangong Wuji's eyes suddenly became exuberant.Then it condensed quickly together with his expression, and after a long while of silence.He just opened his mouth, and all the anger before turned into a gloomy chill in his voice: "Over the years, we have helped the Pure Land Temple both openly and secretly. Did the master not see it or take it for granted? This just requires a little wear and tear on the stupa. It’s nothing more than the mana power of the monk Huiguang in Jingzhou, and he can do it with his own life. You must know that the importance of my matter is not necessarily under your Buddhist plan... Does the master really think that I can do nothing? Don't you? What Yingshanwei can give you, naturally you can take it back and give it to others."

Abbot Huiguang finally stood up and walked towards the door.He said at the same time: "It seems that although Senior Brother Huiguang has pulled out the demonic barriers in Mr. Nangong's exercises, the demonic barriers in Mr. Nangong's heart are still the same. The old man's Buddhist practice is not enough, so it is difficult to unravel Mr. Nangong. Only please be able to persuade Mr. Nangong people are coming."

Abbot Huiguang pushed open the door and stepped out.Nangong Wuji was about to yell at him, but when he saw the other person standing outside the door, his eyes froze and his tongue fell open.

This is an old man in his sixtieth year, dressed in an extremely ordinary Confucian robe, with a pale face, and a calm and lazy demeanor.He looks like a private school gentleman who is full of poetry and books and likes to complain in his spare time, but unlike ordinary Confucian scholars and old people of the same age, he has a white face and no beard that grows on his chin.There seems to be a little femininity in his appearance.

"Brother!" Nangong Wuji exclaimed.

Abbot Huiguang stepped aside, and the old man walked in.Nangong Wuji was stunned at the spot and looked at a loss, while the three big men who stood behind him with cold eyes like puppet sculptures were also shocked, and bowed respectfully to the old man.

Even the elite Yingshanwei guarding the emperor has no identity in front of this old man. Although the old man has long since retired from the temple and is just a grassroots person in terms of identity, even if the emperor saw this old man today He didn't dare ask him to salute, instead he could only address him politely as Mr. Wuji.Because this old man is the current head of the Nangong family.The emperor of the emperor, the jade pillar who once pulled the world of the Daqian Dynasty back from the brink of collapse.The national scholar is unparalleled and Nangong Wuji.

There are very few people who can be like Nangong Wuji, except for the members of the Demon Cult whose fundamental concepts are completely different from those of the world.No matter in the rivers and lakes or temples, Confucianism or Buddhism or Taoism, even some vicious gangsters, they all respect and praise him, because what he does is really worthy of it.The title of "Guoshi Wushuang" is not just casually said by people in the Jianghu, but it is bestowed by the emperor after being agreed by all the great Confucianists in Bailu Academy.

In fact, when Nangong Wuji was young, when he was only called Nangongji, no one imagined that he would reach this stage and become such a person.At that time, although he was well-known for his outstanding talent and outstanding swordsmanship, he was also unrestrained like most of the children of the aristocratic family, and even broke out some unimaginable scandals from time to time to become the leader of the libertines. His teachers were so angry with his absurd behavior that they chased him with their swords, Bailu Academy also kicked him out of the gate, and even declared that no matter how much money the Nangong family paid in the future, he would not be allowed to enter the academy again. step.For a child of a Confucian family inherited from the previous dynasty, this was an incomparable humiliation. At that time, someone said that the Nangong family would definitely be defeated by this kid.At that time, the Nangong family had indeed shown signs of decline, the family business had lost its talents, and the power above the court had been greatly weakened. Almost everyone was waiting to see the good show of this prodigal son.

It's just that when the emperor passed away, even the prince died inexplicably before he ascended the throne, and the remaining three princes fought openly and secretly for the throne, and Xi Di took the opportunity to invade the south again, and the world was about to fall apart or even turn upside down, everyone looked down on this But the prodigal son walked out.He first followed the Taoist Xuanxuanzi, the ancestor of Zhenwuzong, and a group of righteous men from the rivers and lakes to attack Xidi's army by night. Di Qiang's first army was forced back to the depths of the grassland.Then he went to Beijing alone, relying on his old acquaintance with the second prince, when he met privately, he suddenly shot and restrained the second prince.He hijacked the second prince to visit the third prince, and then sat and discussed with the third prince for two days and two nights, and persuaded the third prince to give up the battle for the throne.Give up the throne to the fifth prince who is the weakest but also the most benevolent and prudent.Then, in order to guard against the counterattack of the unwilling second prince and the demon sect that showed signs of trying to fish in troubled waters, he resolutely swung his sword from the palace.Personally guard the fifth prince and his relatives until he ascends the throne and becomes emperor.Afterwards, he reorganized Yingshanwei, and personally led his subordinates to travel among the major forces that had not completely given up at the time. He used all kinds of favors and threats, and suppressed and suppressed the demon sect that was on the verge of resurgence. down.Then when the first emperor passed away and the palace fell into chaos due to the seizure of the heir, he single-handedly picked the current emperor, maintained the stability in the palace and the court, and finally prevented the world from becoming chaotic again.Otherwise, Sidi will enter the Central Plains ten years later.The Dagan Dynasty, whose vitality has been greatly damaged, may no longer have the strength to drive it out. The flames of war are not limited to the three states of the Central Plains, and the whole world will not be what it is today.

But when the court gradually settled down and his achievements reached the peak, he retired bravely, resigned all the positions in the court and returned to his hometown, and returned to the Nangong family's old house in Yuzhou to enjoy his old age. Asking questions about the world, even receiving guests is very rare, and in the eyes of many people, it seems to have disappeared from this world all at once.This silenced the few people who complained about his high position and authority.

so far.No one can criticize Nangong Wuji any more. Even Bailu Academy, which expelled him from the gate wall in the early years, has given him the title of Wushuang National Scholars. It shined again.

"I've disturbed Abbot Qingxiu many times. I'm rude." Nangong Wuji cupped his hands at Abbot Huiguang.His voice is thick and thick, although it is a bit feminine due to physical disabilities, but it doesn't feel awkward at all, on the contrary, it makes people feel very pleasant to hear.

"I don't dare. But the old monk is incompetent, and I have to work hard for my father-in-law." Abbot Huiguang clasped his hands together and bowed back. "Then the old monk will leave."

After Abbot Huiguang left, Nangong Wuji glanced at the three strong men behind Nangong Wuji, and waved his hands: "You all step back too."

Originally supposed to be obedient to Nangong Wuji, the three absolutely loyal masters of Yingshanwei just hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked out.

Seeing this, Nangong Wuji was not displeased at all.He didn't even dare to think about it, and now he was full of guilt and anxiety.

"Wait." Nangong Wuji pointed to Luo Yuanquan who was caught in the arms of one of the strong men. "Leave him."

The strong man put Luo Yuanquan on the ground and quickly withdrew.Nangong Wuji stepped forward and tapped lightly, and all the restraints on Luo Yuanquan's body dissipated.He stood up quickly.He looked at the old man in front of him with gratitude and fear.He didn't know this old man. Although Nangong Wuji's reputation and deeds had already spread all over the world, they were mostly in the upper-level circles, and they had already retired. Those stories were too far away for the third leader of the Wanhu Gang. Although Yuanquan was not stupid, it was difficult to associate this seemingly ordinary old man with such a legendary name just by Nangong Wuji's big brother.

"What's your name for this little brother?" Nangong Wuji looked at Luo Yuanquan and asked politely.

"I... I am Luo Yuanquan, the third leader of the Wanhu Gang." Luo Yuanquan answered with cupped hands.

"Oh. But they said that your surname is She, and that you were once an extremely intelligent genius, but you only lost your memory to become what you are now. Now there is a chance for you to find your past memory, then Would you like to?"

"I don't want to!" Luo Yuanquan immediately gave a decisive answer.

"Oh why?"

If someone else asked such a question, Luo Yuanquan would definitely have concerns, would consider the identity and intention of the questioner, and then answer according to certain needs, but the old man in front of him gave him a sense of peace, tranquility, and Feeling very sincere, this is the only peace and kindness he can feel these days, he sighed unconsciously, and everything that happened in that ruined small village a few days ago flashed in his mind again, After the complex expression on his face changed for a while, he murmured as if talking to himself: "Let him pass the past... I would rather be just the third leader of the Wanhu gang, Luo Yuanquan .”

"Hmm..." Nangong Wuji nodded with a smile. "Then what are your plans for the future?"

"I...I..." This time, Luo Yuanquan was stopped.He hasn't thought about his future plans in the past few days, or in other words, he hasn't thought that he can have a "future".The look of surprise that followed couldn't help but emerge again, and the expression on the fat face changed again and again in an extremely complicated manner.

Nangong Wuji didn't speak, just smiled and looked at Luo Yuanquan and waited quietly.After a long while, Luo Yuanquan let out a long sigh: "I... I don't know what plans I can have..." He glanced at Nangong Wuji, then at the old man in front of him, and asked, "Can I have any plans?" What are your plans?"

"You can have any plans, I guarantee that no one will hinder you." The old man in front of him replied calmly and kindly.

"Brother!" Nangong Wuji shouted anxiously at the side.

Nangong Wuji just waved his hand slightly, without even looking at him, Nangong Wuji didn't make a sound anymore.

But after staying for a while, Luo Yuanquan still shook his head in frustration: "I don't know... I don't know where I can go and what to do in the future..."

"How about going home?" Nangong Wuji said suddenly.

"Home?" Luo Yuanquan was taken aback. "My home..."

"I mean your former home." Nangong Wuji said lightly. "Since you have nowhere to go, and you don't want to be concerned with your past grievances, why don't you just go back to your old home?"

"My former home? Where...?" Luo Yuanquan's eyes flashed a longing light.

"Kunlun."

ps: Thanks to all the local tyrants who gave out red envelopes, I also worked hard to repay the Spring Festival!