Is the sound worth it? Chu Qing inevitably fell into thinking again.
If the old monk dies, no matter what he says, the people outside the temple will definitely think that he killed the old monk.
When the people came to this conclusion, they would not think about how many good deeds he had done, how he helped the refugees, and how he led the soldiers to resist foreign enemies and go on overseas expeditions.
Chu Qing's thinking expression gradually turned ferocious.
He once again thought of what Chang Chengshun had just said, that what he worked hard for and cared about most would be destroyed bit by bit.
It can be determined that this is what Chang Chengshun said.
No one sincerely gives without asking for anything in return, not Chu Qing, and I have never seen anyone do it.
You have paid so much, but you don’t feel it... But the people will question him just because of an old monk. Where is this talent? The Supreme Good must have some trump cards, one after another. Chang Chengshun is so sure,
It also shows from the side that it is just an appetizer for the Supreme Being. If Chu Qing continues to be "obsessed", when it comes time to show off, he will easily die.
The old monk did not speak eloquently, he just told a fact, an extremely cruel and helpless fact.
The old monk's voice seemed far away, erratic, and floated into Chu Qing's mind like a demonic sound.
"He is a highly respected minister and is the only favorite of the emperor..."
"In time, there will be another person with great achievements. Can he replace you? What will the emperor do to you..."
"Do all the good deeds and fight for the country...
"But because of an unknown person and an idle prince, rumors spread among the people..."
"There are many capable people under my command, and they are all the best among men..."
"But you really know what these people are thinking, and you are really willing to obey you..."
"The prince has great trust and respects him as master..."
"Emperor, below the heaven and above the human beings, you are not the emperor, how can I always respect you as my master..."
"Your hands are stained with blood, and countless people have lost their lives in your hands, which has made you famous..."
"I don't know how many people who disagree with you will be able to sleep peacefully at night. The people you trust..."
"He is a highly respected minister, but he is not an emperor. Even if he is an emperor, he still has desires and desires that are hard to satisfy..."
"Desire is a bad thing for people. It is better to give up desire. If you don't give up, you will suffer all kinds of suffering in the world..."
"It's all false. What you see with your eyes is false, and what you hear with your ears is false. It's all false..."
"All kinds of worries are also emptiness. How about I cut off this emptiness for you..."
"Cut off the seven emotions and six desires, cut off the illusion, cut off thousands of worries..."
"Cut off..."
"Cut off..."
"Cut off..."
"Cut it off?" Chu Qing's pupils slowly widened and murmured: "Can it really be cut off?"
"If you don't cut it, how can you not know it will break?"
"Then I..." Chu Qing said as if he was dreaming: "Master, please tell me how to cut it off?"
"Sir!" Jiang Yuesheng's expression changed drastically, and Fu San pulled him back.
The old monk finally showed a smile, very shallow and compassionate: "Almsgiver Chu, you need to save yourself."
"How to save yourself?"
Jiang Yuesheng finally couldn't hold himself back anymore and pressed the hilt of the sword with his eyes about to burst: "Monk, I will kill you!"
Fu San kicked Jiang Yuesheng on the butt: "Shut up!"
"Lao San, sir, he..."
"I told you to shut up!"
Chu Qing was unmoved and closed his eyes slightly: "Save yourself, save yourself, save yourself?"
The old monk stopped talking and continued to look at the Buddha statue and beat the wooden fish rhythmically.
Chu Qing also fell into silence, as if he had lost himself.
Jiang Yuesheng was already extremely anxious. He wanted to speak several times, but Fu San stopped him with his eyes.
The old monk spoke again and murmured.
"There are so many worries, why..."
"Let go of all your troubles..."
"Cut off, it will hurt, but you will gain relief and transcendence..."
"The more you have, the more troubles you have. It is both a cause and an effect. Without a cause, there is no effect..."
As time passed by, the old monk kept mumbling a few words.
Maybe he knew that Chu Qing couldn't understand those high-ranking people, so what he said was very easy to understand.
The more you care, the harder it will be when you lose it.
The less you don't care, the more relaxed you are.
The more you get, the more you worry about.
There is nothing, but it feels great.
Of course, that's not what I said in the original words. I didn't say it was great, I just said it was great.
Seeing that the old monk's throat was dry, Chu Qing finally... couldn't help it and yawned.
The old monk's expression changed slightly, and Muyu paused for a moment.
Chu Qing sighed and stood up: "No, just some new words."
The old monk continued to beat the wooden fish.
Chu Qing asked again: "It's really gone, that's it?"
A strange look flashed across the old monk's face, which seemed to be disappointment and unwillingness.
"The best, the best, you are too accommodating to me..."
Chu Qing stood up, stretched out, and looked at Jiang Yuesheng with his iconic playful smile on his face.
"Tell Mrs. Tao, Mr. Qiu, and Mr. Liao that you don't need to pay attention to this matter anymore. I will handle it myself."
After finishing speaking, Chu Qing laughed a few times and walked out quickly without even looking at the old monk.
Fu San showed a relieved smile, staring at the old monk's back, with contempt on his face: "Old monk, your bet is too big. Anyone who gambles should not choose my young master to bring about his own death!"
Jiang Yuesheng nodded repeatedly: "Well, you are bringing your own death, huh!"
When the third brother left, Jiang Yuesheng was confused and had to chase him out in a hurry.
Chu Qing's body became a little lighter, and he quickly walked down the mountain. The deepest part was hidden in the fog. However, from then on, all the fog was no longer blocked, and he could see through it at a glance.
Instead of going back to the government office, he returned to the Chu Mansion, returned to his bedroom, asked his servants to boil water, took a nice bath, got into bed, and fell asleep.
At the same time, Jiang Yuesheng, who was stunned and stunned, sent a detective horse to look for the other Tao, Qiu, and Liao to convey Chu Qing's words that Chu Qing would take action himself.
In the main hall of Qiu Mansion, Tan Ma had just left.
Qiu Wanshan showed a happy smile, and then looked at the three people in the main hall with an apologetic look.
"Since the Commander-in-Chief of Chu wants to take action personally, it will bother all the masters."
In addition to Mr. Qiu, there are three other people in the main hall, all of them are bald, all are old monks, all of them are what people call enlightened monks, and they come with scriptures.
"Amitabha." One of the oldest monks looked disappointed. He hesitated for a moment, then bravely asked tentatively: "Then..."
Qiu Wanshan waved his hand proudly, showing that he was no longer stingy: "The Commander-in-Chief of Chu is willing to take action, I have nothing else to ask for, and I will do whatever is promised to you masters."
The three "eminent monks" looked ecstatic, and they got three hundred ultimatums!
After seeing off the three eminent monks, Mr. Qiu told the housekeeper to inform several subordinate officials and laughed heartily.
In Tao Mansion, Tao Ruolin pouted.
To be continued...