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Chapter 1123 A full set of dramas

"Wonderful silence."

Zen Master Benheng glanced at Miaoji again, his eyes complex.

Miaoji clasped her hands together, bowed to Ben Heng, and said, "Master, my disciple has Buddha in his heart, but he doesn't want to return to Buddhism. You don't need to persuade him any more."

Ben Heng seemed to have expected that Miao Ji would answer this.

He sighed and said: "Back then, because you assisted Miaohua in killing people, my master did have some objections to you, so the punishment for you was much harsher. Looking back now, if you hadn't been impulsive at the time, Yan Qiu might not have been punished.

That little thing took advantage of the opportunity and tricked you down the mountain..."

Yan Shouyi: "..."

Senior Benheng, the biological son of the person involved is still here, do you really not shy away from swearing at others?

Ben Heng deliberately glared at Yan Shouyi, as if those words were meant for Yan Shouyi to hear.

However, Yan Shouyi shrugged his shoulders, going in one ear and out the other, not paying attention at all.

The conversation between the two made Yan Shouyi finally understand why Miaoji went down the mountain to join the Thirteen Taibao of Xuanshan.

At the same time, Yan Shouyi also refreshed his understanding of Ben Heng. Even though this old bald man was serious, he was no less good at scolding people. Those who practiced verbal abuse were different...

The difference between Ben Heng and Yan Song is quite big. Yan Shouyi thinks he will not become the next Lao Yin Coin.

Miaoji coughed twice and said, "Master, the purpose of my trip is to escort Shouyi to the north."

His route to the north was similar to that of Yan Shouyi, but when he learned that Yan Shouyi was going to Hanshan Temple this morning, he had a premonition that something was going to happen, so he brought Lao Jin over and met Yan Shouyi in advance.

Unexpectedly, something big happened.

Ben Heng nodded: "That's fine. Once you figure it out, it won't be too late to return to Hanshan Temple."

But Ben Heng also had his doubts: "Why do you want to go north? Abbot Yansong also mentioned this before he died."

The matter of going north is quite complicated to explain.

Yan Shouyi replied: "The matter of going north is related to the outcome of the dispute between the two factions."

In this way, Ben Heng knew the importance of going north.

It was Abbot Yansong's last wish to resolve the conflict between the two factions, so Ben Heng also attached great importance to this matter.

He hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked to the corner of the main hall, and soon brought back an old broom.

Holding the broom in his hand, Ben Heng was still reluctant to let it go. After hesitating for a long time, he pushed the broom out: "Since going north is so important, I will give this broom to you as a gift."

Yan Shou looked at the broom and wondered.

This senior Ben Heng is a sweeping monk, but I don’t want to be a sweeping monk!

What's the use of taking a broken broom to sweep snow in Changbai Mountain?

And how difficult is this thing to carry?

He didn't notice Miaoji and Changshan winking at the side, and asked weakly: "Can I exchange for a treasure?"

Unexpectedly, Ben Heng breathed a sigh of relief and immediately took back the broom, as if he had taken back the jewelry he couldn't put down.

Seemingly worried that Yan Shouyi would return, Ben Heng directly stuffed three golden hoops into Yan Shouyi's hand:

"This is the only thing I have, do you like it or not?"

Yan Shouyi: "???"

These three golden hoops were the ones used to restrain Miaohua before. Yan Shouyi thought with his toes that this thing is definitely much easier to use than that old broom!

"Thank you, senior!"

Yan Shouyi accepted it with joy, and Zen Master Ben Heng also hugged the broom with joy.

This scene made Yan Shouyi wonder if Ben Heng had some kind of fetish. He became a sweeper not because he liked sweeping the floor, but because he liked brooms...

How perverted!

Everything has been explained, and Ben Heng is about to start working on the funeral of Abbot Yansong.

When it was time to leave, Miaoji couldn't help but look at Miaohua.

He walked up to Miaohua, patted him on the shoulder, and asked: "Miaohua, what are your plans in the future? If you don't want to stay in Hanshan Temple, why not leave with me."

But Miaohua shook her head, raised her head and looked at Miaoji, her eyes filled with clarity that she hadn't seen in many years.

"I have just made a decision. I will stay at Hanshan Temple and Maha Pagoda to guard the eternal lantern for Yan Shouyi. This can be regarded as... atonement."

Miaoji was stunned for a moment, then finally nodded.

Miaohua spent the first half of his life in the pain of revenge. Let him atone for his sins in the second half of his life.

When people live in this world, whether it is hatred or atonement, there must always be a belief to support it.

"You go ahead." Ben Heng urged.

If he doesn't leave, people from various sects will come to Hanshan Temple to look for Yan Shouyi.

Yan Shouyi, Miaoji, Chang Shan, and Lao Jin solemnly bowed three times to Abbot Yansong's body and bowed once to Ben Heng.

It's time to go.

Everyone came to the door of the main hall.

A large number of Hanshan Temple monks had gathered outside. They didn't know what was going on and wanted to go in to find out, but they were stopped by Chang Shan just now.

There are rumors that Yan Shouyi came to Hanshan Temple.

This aroused everyone's curiosity even more.

Bang--

Suddenly, the door of the main hall was kicked open.

Yan Shouyi pinched Chang Shan's neck, followed by Lao Jin and Miao Ji.

"Old thief Ben Heng, why do you still want to keep me? I will capture your most proud disciple. If anyone dares to chase you, I will kill him!"

Yan Shouyi pretended to be arrogant, grabbed Chang Shan and ran out.

When the monks of Hanshan Temple saw this, their expressions changed drastically, and they all tried to stop him.

"Stop it all!"

Zen Master Benheng appeared and shouted at the monks.

Although everyone stopped, they refused to give way to Yan Shouyi. Someone shouted:

"Abbott, Yan Shouyi is the leader of the Folklore Research Association, we must not let him leave!"

Ben Heng's face darkened: "Chang Shan is the future successor of Hanshan Temple, do you want his life?!"

As soon as these words came out, all the monks shut up.

Although catching Yan Shouyi is important, it is not as important as Chang Shan.

Among the crowd, Chang Ji, a contemporary of Chang Shan, witnessed everything.

He couldn't help but said to himself: "Brother Changshan! You have really misjudged the person! This Yan Shouyi can't help but be vicious and moody by nature, and he won't even let you go!"

In Chang Ji's heart, Yan Shouyi's identity as the big devil has been confirmed!

Because of Ben Heng's words, the monks slowly moved out of the way, allowing Yan Shouyi and the others to leave Hanshan Temple unimpeded in full view of everyone!

It wasn't until Yan Shouyi disappeared from everyone's sight that a monk suggested sending soldiers to chase Yan Shouyi.

At this time, Ben Heng sighed slowly:

"Don't chase her for now, we have bigger things to deal with."

The monks expressed their dissatisfaction one after another. What else is more important now than recovering Chang Shan?

If Yan Shouyi goes crazy and kills Chang Shan, won’t our Hanshan Temple have no successors?

I saw Benheng announcing with a serious face:

"Abbot Yansong passed away just now."

The originally chaotic square suddenly fell into deathly silence.

For a long time, all the monks clasped their hands together, lowered their eyebrows and lowered their eyes, looking sad.

"Namo Amitabha..."


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