This little novice monk has a round head and a round head, his eyes are still a little tired, and the sides of his tender cheeks are glowing red, just like two small palms. It seems that he must have been dozing off and being lazy just now.
"Grandpa Abbot, something happened in the Discipline Hall."
Liao Jie looked at the young novice monk. Although he was anxious, he still curled his eyebrows and said, "I know, I'll go there right away." After that, he entrusted Uncle Cheng Wu and Chief Liao Cheng to handle the affairs of the Sutra Pavilion.
He took the remaining leaders and Qiao Zhenyue to the Discipline Hall.
The Discipline Hall is not too far from the Sutra Pavilion. After exiting the bamboo forest and bypassing Bodhidharma Court, there is the Discipline Hall. Liao Jie was anxious and couldn't think of what would happen in the Discipline Hall. The leader of the Discipline Hall started to meditate and grabbed the hand in his hand.
He is number one in Shaolin Kung Fu and has six layers of "Yi Jin Jing" for body protection. Who can cause trouble for him?
But thinking of what the little novice monk said, Li Jie still hurried forward and arrived at the Discipline Hall in a few minutes. But when he saw the wide open door of the Discipline Hall, Li Jie couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart.
He thumped not because something happened, but because everything in the Vinaya Monastery was as usual, with the monks on guard and the monks cleaning up as usual. Through the inner door of the Vinaya Monastery, he could even vaguely see the figure of Zen.
"What's going on? Could it be that the little novice monk deceived him? How could a little novice monk want to deceive others?" He couldn't think of any reason for this, so he could only lead everyone to find Zen.
When Liao Chan saw Jie arriving, he couldn't help but be startled and asked: "Brother Abbot, the matter of the Sutra Pavilion has been settled? Tongbei hasn't opened his mouth yet, why is Senior Brother here?"
After hearing what Chan said, Liao Jie already knew in his heart that nothing happened in the Discipline Hall, but he still asked: "Junior Brother Liao Chan, didn't you ask a young novice to look for me?"
"No." Liao Chan replied.
Liao Jiexin knew something was wrong and said: "Yuanji, Yuan and you two quickly send people to find the young novice monk just now. Brother Liaochan, I will lend you the disciples of the Discipline Hall to help support the Sutra Pavilion as soon as possible. I'm afraid that he will be hit."
The thief’s plan is to lure the tiger away from the mountain.”
As Liao Jie said this, the monks had already obeyed the order and came out. The quiet and solemn Shaolin was once again as chaotic and noisy as a busy city. Monks everywhere walked through the houses, searching for the young novice who had just delivered the message.
In the Discipline Hall, Liao Jie looked at "Tongbei". At this time, the human skin mask on the fake Tongbei's face had been torn off, and a pretty face as white as jade was revealed. Although he was a man, he looked like a man.
His face was even more delicate than that of a woman, as if a piece of jade was stuck entirely on his face.
Liao Jie looked at him and frowned. Logically speaking, these Songshan League members were all serious monks who had defected from Shaolin. He should know them all. However, not only did he not know this person, but he had never even seen him. Could it be that this Songshan League member had already accepted him?
A new disciple? He thought like this and asked: "Junior brother, did you find anything out of the trial?"
Liao Chan replied: "He hasn't spoken yet, and he doesn't have the secret book with him. I don't know if he will be punished."
Sentence!
This precepts hall is specially designed to punish monks who have violated the precepts. Of course, there are torture instruments, and the types of torture instruments are also unique. They are completely different from the torture instruments of other sects and dynasties. Since this Shaolin Temple is a Buddhist holy place, the torture instruments used are of course not
The names of Luosu, Lotus Brand, Compassionate Stick, Xumi Shao, etc. are all very elegant. But after all, Shaolin Temple is a Zen sect in the world. It cares about Buddhism and cannot easily punish people. In addition to violating the precepts of life and death, the monks in the temple
, rarely tortured, mostly focusing on thinking about one's faults and physical punishment.
"We'll wait for the execution first," Liao Jie said. As he said that, he walked towards the fake Tongbei, his eyes were heavy, and he said, "Are you from the Songshan League?"
Without saying a word, the fake Tongbei just raised his eyes and rolled his eyes in warning.
Liao Jie asked again: "What did you do to Tongbei? If you want you to tell me where Tongbei is, I will let you go."
All the monks, including the fake Tongbei, were startled when they heard this.
"Old monk, keep your word. This Songshan League was also a Shaolin disciple. Although we all have different paths, we still have some kindred spirits. As long as you tell me where Tongbei is, I won't embarrass you."
The fake Tongbei was startled when he heard what Jie said, but he said: "The kindness of women, Shaolin will be destroyed in your hands sooner or later."
After hearing these words, Liao Jie was not angry, and just said calmly: "It's like drilling into fire, two trees are related to each other, the fire comes out of the wood, and the ashes fly away. I know that you Songshan League think that I indulge the lay monks, but Shaolin's regular monks
Just like two pieces of wood being drilled to make fire, they are originally disciples of the same sect, so why should they be incompatible with each other? The same is true for the secular monks, and the same is true for Shaolin and Songshan."
"Bullshit, bullshit. You are talking nonsense about Buddhism." Fake Tongbei said with an excited expression, "Buddhism is holy and cannot be tarnished. How can a holy land of Buddhism tolerate unruly people like lay monks? These people are all Maras and Boshuns.
, will destroy Shaolin, they all should die, we, the Songshan Alliance, will definitely clear out these demons!"
Fake Tongbei was so excited that the veins on his neck and forehead bulged out, like poisonous insects that were about to burst out of his body. At the same time, his fair and tender face also showed a slight redness. This slight redness was just like...
It's like being covered with a layer of fog, hazy and very beautiful.
——He really shouldn’t be a monk.
——He really should go to the theater and become an actor.
"Hey, you said that lay monks are Maras, and you are afraid that you yourself have fallen into the devil's trap." Liaojie sighed and said, "All appearances are false. Zhengsang is just an appearance, and all kinds of things are nothing more than appearances. As long as there are
With the heart towards Buddha, why can’t lay monks practice Buddhism?”
"Hahahahaha" Fake Tongbei laughed wildly, "Cultivation of Buddhism, they eat meat and drink alcohol to cultivate Buddhism? They go whoring to prostitutes to cultivate Buddhism? They have no mercy and bully others to cultivate Buddhism? There are Shaolin brothels in Dengfeng City, this
Are you also practicing Buddhism?”
Liao Jie's eyes trembled, as if an iceberg had collapsed in his eyes. Every word of the fake Tongbei was like a whip hitting his heart. He looked at the fake Tongbei and said firmly: "Educate others by yourself, step by step.
.”
"Hahahaha, well said, well said." Jia Tongbei laughed loudly, "I think you are blinded by the demonic barrier of lay monks. With these lay monks here, Shaolin will be destroyed, and Buddha will also be destroyed, and
You are the culprit who destroyed Buddha and Shaolin!"
The words "Fake Tongbei" were spoken with dignity and generosity.
Facing the aggressive fake Tongbei, Liaojie no longer refuted, but simply said: "Tell me the whereabouts of Tongbei and I will let you go."
Just at this time, outside the monastic discipline, Yuan Ji walked over quickly with the little novice in his arms.
Liao Jie and Yuan Ji looked at each other, and Yuan Ji's eyes flashed with tears.
Liojie walked a few steps toward him, and saw the little novice monk in his arms. His face was pale, his eyes were closed, his round little head was weakly leaning on Yuanji's chest, and there was a gaping hole on his little neck that was bigger than his mouth.
The wound was still large. Liao Jie's eyes suddenly widened, and streaks of blood filled his entire eye sockets in an instant.
"Are you still human? He is just a child, a child!" Liao Jie looked back and asked angrily, "It's in vain that you were all Shaolin monks, don't you have any compassion at all?"
Unexpectedly, the fake Tongbei smiled lightly and said: "They are Mara and Bo Xun who destroyed the Buddha. Being kind to them is disrespectful to my Buddha!"
"Where is Tongbei? Was Tongbei also killed by you?"
