In the villa, several girls were discussing today's interesting events downstairs.
In the room upstairs, Xiao Feng was playing with a string of green-black Buddhist beads. This string of Buddhist beads was given to him by the old monk Huiyue. It is said to have the effect of calming the mind and calming the mind.
"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately... Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately... Haha, now that things have happened, can I put down the butcher's knife?" Xiao Feng looked back in a daze as he recalled his conversation with the old monk Huiyue.
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"The Buddha said: Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately. Donor, please think twice," the old monk Huiyue looked at Xiao Feng opposite and said in a deep voice.
Xiao Feng half-squinted his eyes and smiled coldly: "Put down the butcher's knife. If you put down the butcher's knife, I don't know if I can become a Buddha immediately, but I do know that I can become a ghost instantly. Master, do you know how many people want to kill me?" To die?"
"Amitabha, everything has its own cause and effect. Donor, I don't know your origin, your identity, and I don't know why you kill people. But as Buddhists say, everything in the world has its own cause and effect."
Xiao Feng showed a strange smile: "Master Huiyue, I am very curious, how do you know that I am different from ordinary people,"
"Evil aura, a strong bloody murderous aura hovering around your body. Ordinary people cannot detect it, but I can recognize it. To be a thief, you have a thief aura; to be an official, you have an official aura; to be a bandit, you have a bandit aura... These are all able to distinguish,"
If he hadn't heard Elder Jing mention this old monk last night, Xiao Feng would probably have regarded him as a liar. However, he knew that the person whom Elder Jing mentioned was definitely not an ordinary person. Elder Jing had said that he would come to visit Hui Hui. Monk Yuelao.
"Master, my old man asked me to say hello to you," Xiao Feng stopped dwelling on the above question and said to the old monk Huiyue.
Old monk Huiyue flashed a confused look: "I haven't left Buddha Peak for ten years. I don't know which friend is worried about him."
Xiao Feng said Old Jing's name with a smile, which made Old Monk Huiyue's face obviously change.
"It turns out to be Donor Jing," Old Monk Huiyue called out the Buddha's name and looked Xiao Feng up and down: "As far as I know, Donor Jing only has a granddaughter like you."
"Haha, master, are you talking about Bei'er? I was adopted by Mr. Jing and grew up beside him."
"Ten years ago, when I decided not to take a step out of Baofu Peak, the last person I went to see was Almsgiver Jing. When I went to Peach Blossom Alley, I only saw Almsgiver Beier there," the old monk Huiyue recalled.
Xiao Feng could tell from the words of the old monk Huiyue that his relationship with Mr. Jing was anything but normal. Think about it, if he was not going to be born, the last person he would see was Mr. Jing. If he didn't have a good relationship, would it be like this?
"Master, I don't know what the relationship is between you and my old man." Although Xiao Feng knew that such a question was a bit abrupt, he could not suppress his curiosity.
"Haha, it seems that I saved the life of Almsgiver Jing three times," the old monk Huiyue said with a faint smile.
Xiao Feng's heart was shocked. He saved the old guy's life. The old guy's power was not small. Even the leaders in the court were polite to him. This old monk actually saved Jing Lao's life. , what methods does he have?
"Are you guessing what means I can use to save him?" Old Monk Huiyue smiled, and his pair of cloudy old eyes suddenly shot out two rays of light, as if he could see through everything.
Xiao Feng nodded respectfully: "Yes,"
"Haha, those are all past events, so don't mention them. When you go back and see Almsgiver Jing, you can ask him." When the old monk Huiyue said this, he changed the subject: "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately. This sentence I once said this to Donor Jing, but unfortunately, he did not listen to my advice."
"Master, life is easy, but life is not easy. Everyone has a different way of life. I don't believe in Buddhism, God, or Allah. I only believe in my own conscience. I will always touch mine before killing someone. Conscience, I will kill everyone who deserves to be killed, or who wants to kill me," Xiao Feng said slowly while smiling.
Old Monk Huiyue took a deep look at Xiao Feng and sighed: "Alas, your tone is exactly the same as that of Donor Jing back then."
Xiao Feng frowned slightly, did the old guy say the same thing back then? Hey, it seems that he was deeply influenced by him.
"Back then, when Almsgiver Jing said this, I sent him a few words. Today, I also send these words to you. Please listen carefully."
Xiao Feng sat up straight and made a teachable expression: "Master, please speak,"
Old monk Huiyue nodded: "Wolves eat sheep. In the eyes of ordinary people, wolves are too cruel. In fact, from a Buddhist point of view, there is nothing wrong with wolves. This is their nature. If they don't eat sheep, they will starve to death. But , If the wolf is not hungry and still kills the sheep, it will be punished by the Buddha. Of course, even the Buddha with boundless Dharma cannot do it to stop the wolf from killing. The Buddha can change the world, but he cannot change nature. "
Xiao Feng thought for a moment and understood what the old monk Huiyue said, "Thank you, Master, for your guidance."
"Buddha will bless you," the old monk Huiyue said, handing the Buddhist beads in his hand to Xiao Feng, "Although this string of Buddhist beads is not a treasure, it can calm your mind and calm your mind, and make you less likely to commit murderous crimes."
Xiao Feng took it with both hands and looked at the beads in his hands. He felt a strange fragrance permeate the air, which made people relax and calm down. The next second, he felt a strange feeling in his heart.
"Don't resist it, use it with your heart, you will benefit a lot,"
Xiao Feng placed the beads in his palms and clasped his hands together: "Thank you, Master,"
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Xiao Feng held the Buddhist beads, smelled the faint fragrance, and exhaled a breath of turbid air.
"Huiyue, he should be one of those so-called 'eminent monks'," Xiao Feng muttered, put down his beads, stood up from the bed, and walked into the bathroom.
Five minutes later, Xiao Feng came out of the bathroom, glanced at the dark sky outside, carried his bag, put the beads on his wrist, opened the door to the room and went downstairs. He had promised Mr. Jing that he would go to Taohua Hutong tonight.
"Brother Feng, are you going out?" Lin Lin saw Xiao Feng carrying a bag and stepped forward and asked.
Xiao Feng blew Lin Lin's little nose: "Well, I'm going to Peach Blossom Alley. Little girl, come on, come with me."
Huo Wu next to him heard this and jumped up from the sofa: "Brother Feng, you want to see Grandpa Jing. I haven't seen him for a long time. I want to go play too,"
Xiao Feng thought for a while and nodded: "Well, let's go together," then he said hello to Ding Ding and others, and the three of them drove away from the villa.
"Brother Feng, the Buddhist beads on your wrist were given by that old monk," Huo Wu sat in the driver's seat and looked at Xiao Feng and asked.
When going out today, Huo Wu shouted that she had never driven a Ferrari before and that she must try it. Xiao Feng couldn't resist her, so he could only throw the key to her, but he was a little worried and sat in the passenger seat. As for Lin Lin, Sit in the safe back seat.
Xiao Feng touched the Buddhist beads on his wrist and nodded: "Well, it was given by Master Huiyue, Wu'er, he is not a liar, but a real enlightened monk."
"What the hell, what an eminent monk? If he is an eminent monk, then why are there a bunch of scum monks under him," Huo Wu said with a snort.
Xiao Feng smiled: "He has not cared about things in the temple for ten years. He only practices Zen and worships Buddha in the bamboo forest behind..."
Huo Wu interrupted Xiao Feng's words and sneered: "Practice Zen and Buddhism, what are you doing? Are you planning to ascend to the west? You must have read too many novels about immortality by the old monk,"
Xiao Feng curled his lips and stopped talking. He understood that women are always so unreasonable and making troubles, and only fools would accompany them to make troubles without reason.
There was silence all the way, and the Ferrari stopped at the entrance of the courtyard.
The three people jumped out of the car, knocked on the vermilion door, pushed hard, and the door opened.
"Old guy, look who's coming to see you," Xiao Feng looked back at Huo Wu who was carrying a gift and shouted loudly.
The gift was bought at a supermarket halfway, selected by Lin Lin and Huo Wu, and paid by Xiao Feng.
"Who is here?" Mr. Jing came out of the main room and looked at the door.
"Grandpa Jing, it's me," Huo Wu jumped and walked quickly towards Mr. Jing: "Grandpa Jing, this is the yellow wine and white wine I bought for you."
"It's Wu'er," Mr. Jing smiled happily when he saw it was Huo Wu.
When Xiao Feng was in school, Huo Tian, the three of them, and Huo Wu would come here every two days. They were also very familiar with Mr. Jing. Mr. Jing treated Huo Wu very well, just like his own granddaughter.
"Grandpa Jing is not short of wine, so don't bring any with you next time you come," Mr. Jing lovingly touched Huo Wu's head.
Xiao Feng grinned. If someone else had touched Miss Huowu's head, she would probably have jumped up and started scolding her.
"That's different. This is my filial piety to you," Huo Wu smiled obediently.
Xiao Feng secretly wondered, "Grandma's, I obviously paid for it, but why did you buy it again? It's so shameless."
Lin Lin carried the dishes, said hello to Mr. Jing, and entered the main room together.
The four of them sat for a while, then Lin Lin and Huo Wu went to work in the kitchen, while Xiao Feng and Mr. Jing chatted in the main room.
"Did Belle call back?" Xiao Feng asked after taking a sip of tea.
Mr. Jing nodded: "Well, she said she went to Japan, but I don't feel like it."
"Ah," Xiao Feng was stunned for a moment.
"But this is just my guess. Don't worry, her strength is not much worse than yours, it'll be fine," Elder Jing said, his eyes fell on Xiao Feng's wrist, and he asked in surprise: "Monk Huiyue's Buddhist beads, "
Xiao Feng took it off from his wrist and handed it to Mr. Jing: "He gave it to me. He said it has the effect of calming the mind and calming the mind. Haha, I tried it and the effect is really good."
"It's really strange that the old monk is willing to give this treasure to you," said Mr. Jing, playing with the beads, with a puzzled expression on his face.
"Baby, could it be an antique?" Xiao Feng stared. Could it be that the old monk was also an antique collector.
Mr. Jing rolled his eyes: "How do you know about antiques? This string of Buddhist beads is not an antique, but its value is no different than antiques. Forget it, I tell you, you don't understand either," he said, handing the beads to Xiao Feng: "In the future Wearing it on your hand every day will benefit you a lot,"
Xiao Feng put the beads back on and became curious: "What is the origin of this string of beads?"
