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Chapter 290: Beads Presented

Under the extremely shocked eyes of Hu Yiheng and his two aunts, Lin Yanshi left and read the full text of the military-political marriage.

However, when following Master Kuyun to the Zen room of Abbot Fa Zheng, Lin Yan made an unexpected discovery.

Lin Yan discovered that the villagers at the foot of the mountain had brought some fresh vegetables and placed them on the front lawn of the kitchen. Among the monks who were responsible for dealing with the villagers, weighing, and paying, the leader was actually a lame monk!

Immediately, Lin Yan thought of the different shades of footprints he saw on the front lawn of Ye Xier's house.

At that time, he concluded that the person who wanted to harm Ye Xi'er was a lame person.

Although the other party was a monk with a very special status, Lin Yan also kept an eye on it. After preparing to end the matter with Abbot Fazheng, he tried to find out the background of the lame monk.

So, Lin Yan remained calm, glanced over there for a moment, then withdrew his gaze, and continued to walk to the Zen room with Master Kuyun.

"Donor Lin, please."

After walking to a Zen room in the backyard, Monk Kuyun opened the door and respectfully made a "please" gesture to Lin Yan.

Although until now Ku Yun has not been able to understand the reason why this young donor Lin can make Abbot Fazheng think so highly of him that he almost went out to greet him in person, at least Ku Yun has regarded Lin Yan as his One of the absolute distinguished guests of Dayin Temple, he was naturally respectful in his words.

"Thank you, Master Kuyun." Lin Yan returned the gesture politely.

This kind act undoubtedly made Monk Kuyun even more fond of Lin Yan.

"Amitabha, young monk takes the first step."

Master Kuyun smiled and excused himself.

Lin Yan walked into this Zen room.

As for Ye Xi'er and Liu's mother, Ku Yun had already arranged them in the honor hall, and they had their own dedicated people to entertain them.

As soon as he entered the door, Lin Yan heard a deep but very kind voice: "Donor Lin, you are here."

At the same time, Lin Yan felt that an invisible thing seemed to be firmly nailed to his body. Lin Yan was shocked, because when he looked up, he found that it was the gaze of Abbot Fazheng!

Just looking at him made him feel frightened. Lin Yan understood that this abbot of Fazheng was definitely not a simple person.

But Lin Yan is not afraid, because he is here to return the scriptures, and after all, he is still a distinguished guest of Dayin Temple.

Of course, Lin Yan did not rely on his talent and arrogance because of this, and still responded very politely: "Junior Lin Yan has met Abbot Fazheng."

"Amitabha, Almsgiver Lin, please sit down." Abbot Fazheng said with a smile.

Lin Yan discovered that Abbot Fazheng was about ninety years old. His face was full of wrinkles and he had a big snow-white beard on his chin. He was wearing a golden cassock. His appearance was similar to that of other eminent monks. A highly respected person.

But something slightly different was that Lin Yan discovered that Abbot Fazheng was sitting in a wheelchair!

Lin Yan never thought that the abbot of the dignified Dayin Temple would be a man who had lost his legs!

"Donor Lin Yan, I have been feeling cold recently and have been feeling a little unwell. I didn't have time to go to the Main Hall to greet Donor Lin. I hope Donor Lin doesn't mind."

Abbot Fazheng's words moved Lin Yan a little. Fazheng's body could only move forward with the help of a wheelchair, but he still wanted to meet him in person, so Lin Yan said: "Master Fazheng said something serious, boy. How could you be so virtuous and capable that you dare to let the master condescend to greet you?"

Seeing that Lin Yan was neither humble nor arrogant, with a natural demeanor, Abbot Fazheng nodded secretly in his heart, thinking that this young man really belongs to the type of young and handsome man. It can be seen from his answers and his demeanor.

Abbot Fa Zheng directly opened the topic: "Donor Lin is too humble. Donor Lin can find the "All Things Prajna Sutra" that was lost in our temple. That is his ability. After finding it, he takes the initiative to return the sutra. That is his virtue. He has virtue and ability. Why? Can’t you still impress me?”

Lin Yan smiled. In front of an experienced old man like Fazheng, he was not willing to keep being polite. Otherwise, the flattery he said based on his experience would easily sound like flattery. So he simply said it directly. With a thought, he took out a golden Zen staff and a black box from the space storage container.

Then, he handed the black box to Abbot Fa Zheng.

Abbot Fazheng first glanced at the Zen staff placed by Lin Yan in the corner and said, "Yes, this is exactly the Zen staff Zhang Zili had at that time."

Immediately, Abbot Fazheng's eyes fell on the black box, and he slowly opened the box with an expectant expression.

A somewhat dilapidated ancient book appeared in front of him.

Seeing the five prominent black characters of "All Things Prajna Sutra" on the cover, Abbot Fazheng no longer had any doubts in his mind and finally felt relieved.

"Donor Lin, on behalf of the entire Dayin Temple, I would like to express my most sincere gratitude to Donor Lin. Thank you, Donor Lin!" Abbot Fazheng said emotionally.

Then, Fa Zheng briefly explained the story of the lost scriptures.

It is similar to the process in which Jinghangzhai’s "Jinghangzhai Collection and Commentary" was stolen.

After learning that Lin Yan had killed Wu Xingyun and Zhang Zili, Abbot Fazheng recited a few Buddhist words and had no intention of blaming Lin Yan for killing them.

"Donor Lin, to tell you the truth, this "Wanxiang Prajna Sutra" is one of the 108 secret books collected by my Dayin Temple. It records one of the peerless martial arts, called Wanxiang Prajna Palm, which is my great master's book. If the unique knowledge of Yinsi is lost, it will be a very big loss for Dayinsi. Donor Lin can selflessly send it here, I am really grateful."

Abbot Fazheng put away the "All Things Prajna Sutra" and said sincerely.

"Abbot Fazheng, you are serious in your words. To me, this is really just a small matter." Lin Yan said politely.

Fazheng smiled slightly, opened the drawer beside the table, and took out a string of wrist-thick Buddhist beads.

This string of beads is strung together by twenty shiny dark red wooden beads. The material of the wooden beads cannot be seen, and it has a faint scent of sandalwood.

Abbot Fazheng handed the beads to Lin Yan and said with a smile: "Donor Lin, this string of beads was worn by Lao Na when he was practicing as a child. It has the meaning of protecting good people's life and safety. I hope Donor Lin can accept it."

"Thank you, Abbot Fazheng."

Lin Yan took the beads respectfully and said hurriedly.

He really likes this string of Buddhist beads, because the beads contain the meaning of peace and blessing, and they have been worn by Abbot Fa Zheng since he was a child. They are of great significance. Abbot Fa Zheng gave it to himself because he understands the preciousness of the beads. , so he happily accepted it and immediately put it on the wrist of his left hand.

"I think Donor Lin has a dignified appearance, especially his own strength. To be able to achieve such strength at such a young age, Donor Lin should be a descendant of the Lin family, right?"

Abbot Fazheng was obviously in a good mood and was willing to chat with Lin Yan, a junior, so he spoke a few more words.

Doesn't Lin Yan know how rare the opportunity is to chat with Abbot Fazheng? What's more, he has already seen that Abbot Fazheng's strength is extremely terrifying. Maybe he can just ask a few questions about cultivation. Obtained considerable benefits.

But Lin Yan smiled bitterly in his heart, because he didn't want to tell his origin, so he said vaguely: "I have been away from the Lin family for a long time."

Abbot Fazheng said "Oh", accurately captured Lin Yan's expression, and smiled slightly. Based on his experience, he could naturally see Lin Yan's thoughts.

But Abbot Fazheng still continued the topic of the Lin family.

"The Lin family in Tiandi City is the one with the closest relationship with our temple among the three major families. I have dealt with and have some friendships with some people in this big family. If Donor Lin has any questions, I can help. Donor Lin answered."

Lin Yan was stunned. From Abbot Fazheng's words, he vaguely felt that Abbot Fazheng wanted to say something to him, but since he had made up his mind not to reveal his life experience, Lin Yan said: "Abbot Fazheng, I don't have anything. If you have any questions, I won’t bother you anymore.”

Abbot Fazheng chuckled and said as if he was thinking to himself: "About ten years ago, I met the former patriarch of the Lin family, Lin Xiuping, the patriarch of the Lin family. By a very coincidental coincidence, he said that he had a son, too. He has the same name as Donor Lin, but he unfortunately died in a disaster."

After hearing this, Lin Yan was shocked by the close relationship between Abbot Fazheng and his father Lin Xiuping, but that was all.

Therefore, Lin Yan was not surprised and said calmly: "There are many people with the same name in the world, but the son of Patriarch Lin unfortunately passed away. I also express regret."

Abbot Fazheng did not reveal anything, just to avoid criticism. Although he actually believed that donor Lin might be Lin Xiuping's son, his rich experience told him that since even the parties involved were unwilling to admit it for some reason, then this matter Naturally, there is no need to confirm the matter, and even in the future, it cannot be revealed.

So, he just said like telling a story: "Patriarch Lin is a good man and a loving father. After losing his only son, he felt very depressed. He rarely went to Dayin Temple in the future. Now Lao Na also has I haven’t met Patriarch Lin for several years.”

Hearing the words "good man" and "loving father", Lin Yan's heart was stirred up.

Lin Yan said directly: "A kind father is good, but I have also heard that some fathers will change. For example, because of something that involves their own interests, they become strict fathers, or even more outrageous. .”

Fazheng smiled, knowing that he could not untie Lin Yan's knot, but he still did not forget to add: "Good people are always good people. Chief Lin is such a good person, a good person, although sometimes he will affect others because of certain things. What you think of him, but time will tell."

"Some people do change, but there are also people whose changes are just passive and forced."

"I still remember what my uncle once said."

"The facts you see are not necessarily the facts."

The words stopped abruptly.

Abbot Fazheng stopped talking.


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