Reporting to the Official

Dao Ran's feelings about Buddhism are actually very complicated.

On the one hand, he does not like the strict rules and precepts of Buddhism; on the other hand, he was picked up and raised by Fahai. It can be said that without this great virtuous monk, he would have fed the wild dogs long ago.

Buddhism helps people to do good, which is a good thing, but Buddhist teachings are often easily distorted into something harmful.

For example, the Taoist monk in front of me didn't show any signs of mercy. For the benefit of Lingyin Temple, he just came to kill people and silence them.

There are too many harmful things in the world like Lanruo Temple and Lingyin Temple.

Out of gratitude to Fahai, Daoran still had to take care of things like this when he encountered them.

Monk Daoling was spared his life because Daoran still wanted to ask about Zen Master Daoji.

Fa Hai is a living Arhat. Although he is a stubborn old man who likes to punish his disciples corporally, with his eyesight, how can he not see the good and evil in Lingyin Temple? Is this Fa Hai deliberately setting a test for Dao Ran, or is there something else?

Blinded Fahai's eyes?

"Master Daoling, please listen carefully to my next question, otherwise, don't blame me for bullying the old and the weak." Dao Ran said calmly.

Old and weak?!

After Monk Daoling achieved great success in martial arts, I have never heard anyone use this word to describe him.

But facing this little monk who could cripple him with one punch, Dao Ling could only grit his teeth and endure it.

"Master Daoran, I'm in trouble this time. But you know, you are in trouble yourself. Someone in Lingyin Temple knows that I'm looking for you. If I die here, do you think you can escape? No matter how good your martial arts is,

Can you confront the entire imperial court?" Monk Daoling threatened.

"Haha, when you came to kill me, why didn't you think about whether you could fight against the imperial court?" Daoran asked.

"I never thought of killing you! Whether you believe it or not, I just wanted you to lie down for a few days and wait for the Dharma Conference to pass." Monk Daoling explained excitedly.

After hearing this, Daoran touched his chin and said: "It's strange. Lingyin Temple has a good reputation, and there are eminent monks like Zen Master Daoji as abbot. Is a mere Dharma conference so important to you? You don't hesitate to destroy your reputation.

Just to let that Shenxiu monk win?"

When Monk Dao Ling heard this, his heart beat out of his throat, for fear that Dao Ran's next words would reveal the biggest secret of Lingyin Temple.

However, Daoran suddenly closed his mouth and did not continue speaking.

Monk Daoling really wanted to tear open the young monk's mouth and ask him what he had guessed.

Daoran smiled. He actually didn't guess anything. He knew what secrets Lingyin Temple had, and he didn't add any intelligence to it.

But seeing the old monk's panic expression, Daoran confirmed that something happened in Lingyin Temple, which made them push Monk Shenxiu out in such a hurry.

"What happened to Lingyin Temple? Is it related to your abbot, Zen Master Daoji?" Daoran asked.

Monk Daoling has some integrity, but even now he is still clenching his teeth and not saying a word.

What he was thinking in his heart was: As long as he still has breath and keeps the secret of Lingyin Temple, he can still be prosperous and wealthy; but if this secret is known to others, then even if he lives, he will be worse off than dead.

In this case, let's take a gamble and bet that this little monk will not dare to kill himself.

Looking at this tough-talking old monk, Daoran thought about whether he should get some chili water and a tiger stool to greet him.

However, Daoran quickly gave up this idea.

The main reason was that it was too troublesome and he didn't like to torture himself to extract confessions.

After thinking about it, Daoran clicked his fingers on the copper bowl, and Ma San emerged from it, showing a flattering smile and asked: "What are your instructions, master?"

The terrifying appearance of those three eyes scared Monk Daoling to the point of losing half of his soul. What the hell is this?

Dao Ran was very satisfied. Ma San's third eye was originally very scary, but now it has turned into a ghost. When he smiles, his wrinkles are twisted together. His whole body exudes the aura of keeping strangers away, and he is timid.

Small people would be scared to death if they saw it.

"You, you, you...you monster, are you still a human being?!" Monk Daoling regretted so much that he wanted to be reincarnated. This is not a young monk who has not experienced the world deeply. He is clearly an evil monk who turns people into ghosts.

.

"Ah, yes, yes, I am not a human being. I am an evil monk who specializes in killing people and refining ghosts. If you don't cooperate obediently, I think you have good muscles and bones and can be turned into a zombie. If you tell me the secret of Lingyin Temple, I will

I can spare your life." Daoran threatened.

【False words to threaten are a violation of the precept of lying.】

[Activate your Ring-breaking Monk talent, and your Xiao skill +1.]

Seeing this prompt, Daoran's expression became even more indifferent.

Monk Dao Ling looked at Dao Ran's inhuman eyes, his head was covered with cold sweat and his whole body was shaking.

When he thought that he was going to become a zombie, he rolled his eyes and fainted.

Daoran:......

"Did the villain do something wrong?" Ma San asked in fear and said.

"It has nothing to do with you. You did a good job. This person just had a guilty conscience." Daoran said comfortingly.

When Ma San heard Dao Ran's praise, his smile became even brighter.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Dao Ran always feels that Ma San has become a little younger again. Just now, when he smiled, his face was as wrinkled as a chrysanthemum, but now the wrinkles are much less, and his illusory figure has become much more solid.

This three-eyed old ghost who is outside the Three Realms and not in the Five Elements cannot be inferred by common sense. Maybe he can naturally become a ghost fairy without any cultivation methods.

Ignoring Ma San for the time being, Daoran didn't expect that this old monk was so timid and could be scared to death. There was no need to waste time. Daoran threw Monk Daoling out of the room and lay down on the bed.

, and soon fell into a sweet dreamland.

If you don't do anything bad in your life, if you don't sleep for three seconds, you will be considered insomnia.

…

Soon after, the seriously injured monk Daoling was carried back to Lingyin Temple.

Monk Daoling did not lie. He came to trouble Dao Ran. The other monks in Lingyin Temple knew it, so they sent monks to look for him when he didn't return.

Who expected to find the limp monk Daoling outside Daoran's room, so he quickly picked him up and ran away.

At this time, the sky was just getting bright.

For the first time, Lingyin Temple did not ring the morning bell for morning classes. Several Taoist monks gathered together to discuss countermeasures.

"Senior Brother Dao Ling was injured by that little beast. We can't just let it go."

"Senior Brother Dao Ling is so powerful in martial arts that he can be seriously injured. Can this young monk have such ability? I'm afraid there are other masters secretly protecting him."

"It must be a master sent by Jinshan Temple. Maybe Monk Fahai has been lurking beside the young monk for a long time, just to sneak attack on Senior Brother Daoling."

"Senior Brother Dao Ling's martial arts skills are already top-notch. None of us can compare with him. How can we avenge the young monk with such a master beside him?"

…

The monks were discussing in a flurry, and if Daoran heard what they said, he would definitely laugh until his stomach hurts. Fahai also had to sneak up on him, and with one palm strike, the entire Lingyin Temple could be made into a piece of cake.

Do you understand the value of living Arhat?

The group of eminent monks from Lingyin Temple discussed for a long time around the seriously injured monk Daoling, and finally came up with a very reliable method of revenge - reporting to the official!

It was obviously a monk from Lingyin Temple who came to plot against Dao Ran, but was seriously injured by Dao Ran in self-defense.

As a result, the monks of Lingyin Temple thought about it for a long time and decided to report it to the official.

Such a ridiculous thing really happened.

They are also very confident in reporting to the government. The abbot of Lingyin Temple is the savior of the current Hangzhou magistrate.

Monk Dao Ling did go to plot against Dao Ran, but no one else saw it, and the injuries on Monk Dao Ling's body were visible and tangible.

When they got to the court, they said that it was the young monk Daoran who committed the murder and injured the head of the Luohan Hall of Lingyin Temple. There was no witness, but the evidence was the fact that monk Daoling was carried to the court.

Regardless of whether he can be convicted or not, with the help of the power of the Hangzhou magistrate, Daoran was imprisoned for ten days and a half, and naturally he was unable to participate in the law conference.

Everyone thought this plan was perfect, and quickly called the young monks to lift up the half-dead monk Daoling and send him to the Hangzhou government office.

"Remember, walk slower and cry louder on the way!"

"We must shout that the murderer is Monk Daoran from Jinshan Temple."

"The momentum needs to be louder and the people should know that it is outsiders who come to Hangzhou to commit murder!"

…

The old monks were giving instructions in a flurry. It seemed that this was not the first time they had done this, and every detail was arranged properly.

The young monks set out on the road, carrying the seriously injured monk Daoling in eight-carriage sedans, and walked with the sound of gongs and drums.

Poor Monk Daoling, most of his bones were broken, and he was still tortured like this. By the time he was brought to the Hangzhou government office, he had more air coming out and less air coming in.

If he hadn't been so skilled in martial arts, his body would have been cold by now.

A tall monk opened his robe, revealing his muscular upper body. He picked up a drumstick and struck it hard on the Dengwen drum in front of the government office.

"Monk Daoran of Jinshan Temple committed murder, please ask the magistrate to seek justice!"

The loud banging noise spread throughout the streets and alleys, and countless people with nothing to do came from all directions to watch the excitement.

It is only because of the prosperity of Hangzhou that there are so many people with nothing to do. If we had moved to other places, there would not have been many people watching when the drums were beaten.
To be continued...