Chapter 41 A bloody accident twenty-three years ago
The sweeping monk didn't understand why his uncle wanted to see the two people in front of him, but it could be seen that his uncle had an old relationship with these two people. Therefore, his attitude towards Chen Le and Jiang Keyi had a hint of other meanings.
At first, he thought the two of them were ordinary pilgrims, with only a little respect. But now, his eyes were filled with doubts and curiosity.
When Chen Le and Jiang Keyi heard that Monk Chiyun was willing to see them, they were indescribably happy.
"Master, please lead the way!" Chen Le bowed quickly, feeling extremely excited.
The sweeping monk no longer dared to accept Chen Le's worship. He turned around and bowed his head and said: "Amitabha, I don't dare to be called a master. Little monk Kuzhu. Please come with me, the two benefactors. Master and uncle are meditating in the backyard."
So, the two of them followed Kuzhu and walked into the temple.
The Buddhists' morning classes are still going on in the temple. The sound of Lang Lang's chanting is like pure sunshine after the rain, which can purify people's souls and reach a state of bliss. The overflowing sandalwood is even more refreshing.
Although Hanshan Temple has gone through two catastrophes, there is no sign of decay inside the temple. Instead, there is a hint of refinement in the temple, which is obviously in conflict with the Buddhist culture of seeking suffering in the past and this life.
But there is nothing to say about this. How can there be a pure land in this world?
Kuzhu walked in front, leading Chen Le and Jiang Keyi through the side hall, walked through a 100-meter long corridor, and came to the door of a wing room. Outside the wing room, a huge cauldron was burning, and the sandalwood fragrance was rich. In the wing room
On the wall, there is a big Buddha character written on it.
This character was written with a calligraphy brush, clean and powerful, and the writing force is deep. It can be seen that it was written by everyone.
"Uncle Master, the two benefactors have been brought here." Kuzhu did not go forward and knock on the door, but bowed respectfully outside the door.
There was a hoarse cough from the side room, and then the voice said: "Let them come in."
When he heard this, Chen Le frowned. Although this man spoke old, his breath was strong. He seemed to be no ordinary person. He was probably a hard-working martial artist, and he was also a master.
Chen Le's strength has returned to the fifth level, and his sense of the warrior's energy has become much stronger. Chen Le has already become wary of this Monk Chiyun whom he has not yet met.
Kuzhu stood up and stepped forward, then opened the side door of the wing, turned around and said to Chen Le and the others: "Two benefactors, my uncle has invited me."
Jiang Keyi had already stepped forward, but Chen Le reached out to hold her. Because he was not sure about his relationship with the monk in the wing and what would happen, so he said: "Keyi, wait for me at the inn first.
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Hearing this, Jiang Keyi raised her head and was very confused. However, seeing Chen Le's unquestionable eyes, she did not refute, but nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go back and wait for you. Be careful!"
Be careful, Jiang Keyi didn't say these three words, he just moved his mouth. But Chen Le could naturally see the mouth shape and smiled: "I understand."
Kuzhu was at the side and didn't seem to pay attention to the words between the two.
After Jiang Keyi left, Chen Lecai stepped up the stairs to the door and nodded towards Kuzhu.
Ku Zhu extended his hand as an invitation, and Chen Le stopped being polite and stepped into the side room.
With a bang, the wing was locked.
Chen Le ignored it and walked straight in. The room was very simple, without much furniture. The only thing worth looking at was a wooden fish the size of a washbasin. Next to the wooden fish, there was an old monk in cassocks, with kind eyebrows and closed eyes.
His eyes were closed, and there was a trace of sickness on his wrinkled face.
Taking a closer look, Chen Le was shocked to find that the old monk had no lower body and no legs at all!
this……
Just when Chen Le was surprised, the old monk opened his eyes. Chen Le was shocked again because the old monk only had the whites of his eyes. He was blind!
"Are you surprised?" the old monk said, hoarsely and coughing a few more times, as if he was terminally ill.
It was not that Chen Le had never met people in the market. He suppressed many doubts in his heart and walked forward. He didn't need the old monk's invitation and sat down opposite the old monk. He said thoughtfully: "I'm not surprised.
But doubt."
The old monk shook his head and said calmly: "People in the world have legs, but it is difficult to walk around. I have no lower limbs, but God is spread inside and outside. Everyone in the world has eyes, but they can't see black and white. I have no eyes, and everything is empty."
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When Chen Le heard the words, he didn't quite understand but he understood what they meant. They were nothing more than arrogant words that said that I am the only one in the world who is drunk. But Chen Le didn't want to beat around the bush like this. He had only one purpose here, and that was to ask questions.
Know your own life experience.
However, at this time, the old monk spoke again. The whites of his two slightly sunken eyes trembled. The old monk nodded and said, "Senior brother, you have done a good job in teaching and teaching."
Chen Le frowned and said coldly: "You really know Gutou, who are you?"
"Of course I am me, definitely not you." The old monk said calmly: "But you are not you."
Chen Le narrowed his eyes. Hearing the meaning of these words, it seemed that the old monk really knew something, so he calmed himself down and asked: "Old monk, you should know the reason for my coming."
The old monk nodded, sighed, and said: "Of course we know that if there is a cause, there must be an effect. If the past causes the cause, then today's effect is destined."
Chen Le is twenty-three years old this year, and he is even more certain that the old monk must know his identity!
"Tell me, who am I?" Chen Le stared at the old monk with a nervous expression.
The old monk couldn't see Chen Le's expression, so he shook his head and said: "I promise to see you, then I will tell you. Before that, the monk wants to ask you a few questions, okay?"
Chen Le was silent for a moment and replied: "You ask!"
"Is Senior Brother still alive?" This was the old monk's first question. Gujing Wubo.
Chen Le didn't ask in detail, but he guessed something from the old monk's words just now. The ancient head who adopted him was the monk's senior brother.
"He has been dead for five or six years!" Chen Le replied.
The old monk heard this and said to himself: "Dead or dead, dead or alive?"
Chen Le said solemnly: "If you die, you are dead!"
The old monk smiled half-heartedly, shook his head and continued to ask: "Tianxing Fist, has it reached the seventh level?"
This old monk is the younger brother of Gutou. It is not surprising that he knows that he practices Tianxing Fist, but why should he ask whether he has reached the seventh level?
"Before I got injured, I had already reached the peak of the sixth level." Chen Le replied honestly.
The old monk shook his head and said: "This is not enough."
"What's not enough?" Chen Le asked doubtfully.
The old monk said: "You are not strong enough!"
Chen Le smiled and said displeasedly: "As long as I regain my heyday skills, how can it be not enough? How many people in the world can defeat me?"
"Many!" The old monk's voice suddenly became cold and he said, "For example, monk me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Le immediately felt a pressure from the sky like a huge mountain hitting him. He was like a yellow leaf blowing in the wind, without any resistance in the huge waves.
But Chen Le saw that after the old monk said what he just said, he only moved his withered fingers slightly.
"The world is very big. I didn't tell you, senior brother, because I didn't want you to know it too early. Only after you climb up a well can you be qualified to know it. I wonder if the monk has revealed the secret now?" The first half of this sentence is
What Chen Le said was followed by talking to himself.
Chen Le felt that all the pressure on his body suddenly disappeared, as if it had never happened. Although he didn't have much expression, there was a huge wave in his heart!
What kind of strength is this?
Even in his heyday, he would have felt the same powerless feeling! Even if he had faced the ancient head, he had never felt such pressure, but the old head was the monk's senior brother!
Junior brother is stronger than senior brother?
The old monk seemed to be able to see through people's hearts and said slowly: "Senior brother has gone further than me, so he is stronger."
Chen Le was shocked in his heart and couldn't explain it. He said in a trembling voice: "The old man has been lying to me. He said that he has never seen an innate strong person in his life, but he himself is an innate strong person, and you are also an innate strong person, right?"
However, the old monk said: "Is Xiantian very strong?"
Chen Le was speechless because he didn't know how to answer. He had never seen an innate strong person before, let alone an innate strong person. However, he had already felt the strength of the old monk just now, but he felt heavy in his heart.
He nodded and said: Very strong, very strong!
When I think about the old monk saying that he is not qualified because he has not reached the seventh level of Tianxing Fist, does he mean that he is not qualified to know his identity?
At this time, Chen Le felt a sense of awe for the old monk in his heart, and said: "Uncle, please tell me, who am I? I really want to know."
The old monk said: "Knowing may not be a good thing. Not knowing may not be a bad thing. Moreover, many people don't want you to know."
Chen Le was already used to the way the old monk spoke, but he still said: "Whether it's good or bad, I just want to know. What do other people's thoughts have to do with me?"
The old monk smiled, nodded and said: "Broken and then established, within a year you can practice the seventh level of Tianxing Fist. That's why I let you come to see me. Sit down."
Chen Le sat back opposite the old monk and looked at him intently.
The old monk coughed a few more times, as if he had gone back to the past, and said vicissitudes of life: "It snowed in the 23rd year. In the snowy night, many people died and many were arrested. A woman was listening to a man
After her death, she knelt down in front of me holding her three-day-old son and asked me to save his son's life. I refused because I was very scared at that time."
Having said this, the old monk seemed to regret and feel pain.
"Then the desperate woman left, and another man came. He broke my legs and said that I walked too much and could no longer walk. He blinded me and said that I had seen too many things.
But he no longer sees black and white. Facts have proved that he was right, otherwise I would not be where I am today."
These words fell in Chen Le's ears, like thunder, causing his face to turn pale until there was no blood left in his face.
"That woman is my mother, right?" Chen Le asked with trembling lips.
The old monk nodded.
"That dead man was my father, right?" Chen Le continued to ask.
The old monk nodded again.
Chen Le suddenly laughed and said: "It turns out, it's not that they don't want me, it's not that they don't want me."
How many times has he asked himself why they didn't want him and why they abandoned him? Every time Chen Le thought of it, he wanted to find the day when he found his parents, pointing at their noses and asking why!
However, Chen Le was confused at this time.
Father is dead!
"Where is my mother?" Chen Le asked coldly with no expression on his face.
The old monk said: "If you make a mistake that others think is wrong, you will naturally be locked up."