Qin Shan is not the only one who has this idea. But in Xiao Yi's eyes, this little monk is not funny, but hateful.
He interrupted the communication between the two, took a step forward, and said: "Commander Qin has always acted like this, and I have no way to persuade him. But Xiao does not agree with the master's actions. Although this person did evil, he only killed a woman. , and he carries important information on his body, which is of great importance to our Central Plains martial arts. Killing him like this will cut off his chance to commit crimes and make meritorious deeds, and also cut off a piece of news from us. Isn't it a sin?"
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of other people present to Qin Shan became a little more unkind.
Qin Shan smiled sarcastically, but before he could defend himself, the monk had already spoken for him.
"Hsiao donor's words are not good. Whether it is ethical guidelines, Buddhist teachings, or the world's laws, the truth is that the murderer pays for his life. Since this gangster deliberately beat people to kill people, there is a Qin donor who will repay him. This is the principle of heaven. Circulation, what's the point of sin?"
The little monk added: "Besides, human life is neither noble nor low, and all living beings are equal. The lives of common people are no different from the lives of the bandits in the west. One for one is equal. Master Xiao divides human life into three, six, and nine levels, then Are the lives of everyone present, in the eyes of the donor, also have their own values, can they choose?"
When the little monk said this, the eyes of the onlookers were different. Xiao Yi's eyes were burning like fire. It meant that if he dared to say a word, he would gang up to attack him.
Xiao Yi suffered the loss of being dumb. He did not expect that the Shaolin Temple, which has always been pedantic, would have such a witty and eloquent person.
But who is Xiao Yi? He pursed his lips and said again: "Master said, Xiao was taught. But I said just now that Qin Shan's sin is more than this one. Although he murdered today is justified, but in the past. The killing and cruelty of the people are not just plain fiction. Shaolin Temple should treat this point differently from person to person, and shouldn’t it be treated equally?”
"of course not."
The little monk answered him decisively.
Xiao Yi was stunned for a moment, but Qin Shan raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
"Donor Qin was tortured by ten thousand people in Shaolin that day, and was imprisoned in Wuming Valley for three years. He was almost killed in a disaster. Most of the evils done by Donor Qin in the past were out of obsession and overcorrected. All the karma has been paid for. Qin Shan's wrongs have already been paid for. How can you say that you are guilty?"
After he finished speaking, not only most of the people present, but even Qin Shan himself was stunned.
He didn't know what to think in his heart. Back then, he felt humiliated and indignant, and he wished to kill things quickly, but now he has been taken away by someone with a sentence of atonement. Should he be happy, disappointed, or angry or dissatisfied
For a moment, Qin Shan looked into the little monk's eyes and felt that he had seen through everything. Those clear eyes seem to be saying that the so-called obsession is probably the same. It can be as heavy as Mount Tai and as light as dust. Why should the donor not let go
"Master is doing this to excuse Qin Shan?" Xiao Yi's tone was a little angry, but he was not angry at first, and then he chuckled lightly: "Okay, since the new generation of Shaolin disciples think so, Xiao has nothing to say. Said. I just hope Master don't forget, what is the reason for holding the Qunying Party today. Qin Shan, who is innocent in your mouth, is still holding the lives of most of the Jianghu people."
He cupped his hands, took one last look at the two of them, and left.
Seeing this, the others also scattered as birds and beasts.
For a time, the poor orphan girl was removed from the scene, and only a few people were left.
"Qingtian." Qin Shan called.
"Yes, Master."
"Leave with the girl and bury her mother."
Qingtian took the order and left, and only the monk and Qin Shan were left.
Qin Shan looked at the little monk's bald head and suddenly remembered what Qi Ruowang said before.
[Lao Qin, I warn you, don't offend the monk if you offend anyone.
- why
Because they are the most cunning people in the world! The so-called great wisdom is like a fool, in fact, pretending to be crazy and selling foolishness, when it comes to the ability of Zangzhuo and the oriole behind, no one can compare with these little bulbs. You can pay attention.]Now when I meet these monks who are pretending to be crazy and selling stupid, the words of my friends are true, but Qin Shan is a little disappointed.
"It's Qin Shan." He said to the little monk.
"Amitabha, the poor monk has no anger."
The young monk reported his name.
Interestingly, a monk who practiced Angry-eyed King Kong, but the Dharma name has no anger.
Qin Shan made no secret of it, and asked, "A person has no relationship with the master, why do you help me?"
Wu Angri twisted the Buddha beads and said, "Cause and effect cycle. What the poor monk does today is nothing more than repaying the benefactor for what the master owed back then."
Master? Listening to Xiao Yi's tone before, this little monk's status is not low. As a new generation of great disciples, is his master either the Shaolin Abbot or the dead monk who personally interrogated Qin Shan that day
Qin Shan, however, couldn't remember the name and appearance of the bald donkey. Did he call it a heart or a dust? If so, the monk forced him to admit his mistake in front of everyone, forced him to bend his knees to repent, and later made him trapped in Wuminggu for three years. Why, are you sending the apprentice to repay now? Even though Qin Shan had figured it out a lot, he still felt ridiculed. A monk who kept his mouth shut, who gave him the power to judge sin and judge right and wrong against Qin Shan, who was still a court official at that time? Even if the emperor wanted to personally interrogate Qin Shan, he would have to go through Sangong Jiuqing and Si Ming Yamen, not to mention others
These monks prided themselves on being righteous and did good deeds, but now they plan to use such a favor to send him away
Qin Shan said indifferently, "Qin can't bear the kindness of your temple and your master." After learning of his identity, his sympathy for the little monk that had just emerged was instantly wiped out.
Wu Wu hurriedly called: "Wait, Donor Qin! Master knows that he has owed a debt back then and is irrefutable. Therefore, he specially told the poor monk that if he encounters difficulties with Donor Qin, he can act more conveniently and protect him." He He looked up at Qin Shan again, "Now it seems that Master's prediction was wrong, and the donor Qin is not what it used to be."
Qin Shan's change can be seen at a glance by a discerning person. Three years ago, he was a cold sword. Although it was sharp, it could be broken at any time. Now, he has learned how to restrain the light and hide it. , but makes people even more fearful.
"People change." Qin Shan said, "but debts are not paid in this way."
Wu Wu said as if he didn't understand: "It seems that Shizhu Qin has broken through the miasma of the day, and Master will be very pleased to know that. But—" He fixed his eyes and said ghostly and ghostly: "Although there is no haze of the past, but There seems to be a new shadow around the donor."
Those words made people chill.
Wu Wu continued to ask: "Have any relatives, friends or relatives of donor Qin passed away unjustly recently, and their wishes have not yet been fulfilled?"
Qin Shan paused when he heard the words, half-smiling, "No. Why, when did Shaolin do the same as those Taoist priests, learning from other people's practice?"
"Amitabha." Wu anger said, "The donor speaks carefully. According to the little monk, the shadow of Qin donor has been haunting for a long time, lingering, and it is obviously a grudge that has been entangled for several generations. for good."
put one's oar in? Qin Shan sneered in his heart.
"Thank you, Master Wuwu, for your help today. Qin has something to do, so he will leave first."
After speaking, without waiting for an angry response, he turned and left. Just when he left, he remembered what Wu Wu had just said in his mind.
—There is a shadow beside you that has lingered for a long time.
—Have any of your relatives and friends passed away recently
Could it be you, John.
Qin Shan's eyes settled down, and a mocking arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.
If you're here, just watch how I ruined Nasir's reputation for betraying you.
"I knew it, I knew he wouldn't listen."
After Qin Shan left, Wu Wu kept talking and seemed a little annoyed.
"But I did remind him."
The monk smiled meaningfully. Monks do not lie, but it is another matter for others to misunderstand.
The shadow beside him was not the person Qin Shan thought. But an obsession, that obsession is like a shadow, entangled. This entanglement of the world, if you deliberately avoid it, it will only intensify and become out of control.
"Ask what love is in the world. Amitabha."
The little monk Amitabha left, completely ignoring the dumbfounded eyes of passersby.
Incredible, monks read love poems? The world is about to change!
On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, just two days after the beginning of spring, heroes from all walks of life gathered in the Ba Dao Tang Jiangnan Branch to discuss the world's major events.
On this day, Qin Shan met Wu Wu in Shaolin Temple and broke up unhappily.
On this day, You Xiaoyi and Xiao Yi gathered from various factions to formally discuss the future prospects of Daqi Jianghu people.
What few people know is that on this day, a flying pigeon sent a book and brought a message.
[The person has entered the customs and will arrive in a few days.]
The recipient shreds the letter, using internal force to shake the crumbs into fly ash. His brows were like laughter and annoyance, like lamentation and exultation.
In this life-and-death game, the first chess piece has been dropped.