Chapter 7 Master Deadwood

Author: Shangliu

Chapter 7 Master Deadwood

The setting sun sets and the moon rises.

I don’t know when the mist will rise from the silent Meishan Mountain, making it misty and dreamy.

A ruined temple.

An old monk in yellow robe bent over and swept away the dust on the Buddha statue.

"Amitabha, since the donor is awake, why bother pretending to be asleep?"

"Ahem..."

Long Peng sat up slowly and looked around with a puzzled expression. He vaguely remembered that he should be treating his wounds on the shore, and he was definitely not here. "Master, was it you who saved this junior?"

"Besides Lao Na, there is also a female benefactor."

"Is there another female benefactor?"

Long Peng was stunned for a moment and asked, "Who is that woman? Where is she?"

The old monk in yellow robe turned around and said with a smile, "The female donor left about an hour ago and did not leave her name. However, she did leave a message. I wonder if the donor would like to know?"

Long Peng bowed his hands and saluted, "Junior, I would like to listen."

The yellow-robed old monk cleared his throat twice and pondered for a while.

"Young disciple, you are seriously injured this time and have not recovered. I disdain to take advantage of others' danger, but I will take your life next time we meet."

I heard the name "Dengtuzi".

Long Peng suddenly thought of the woman in black, thinking that she didn't add insult to injury and take his life, and he felt a little surprised for a moment.

"Donor, in my opinion, the female benefactor should just be joking and don't need to take it seriously."

Long Peng came back to his senses, "Whether it's true or false, if she can be merciful, I will be merciful when we meet one day."

"The benefactor's words are very good. It is better to resolve enemies than to end them."

Long Peng smiled and said, "You haven't asked the master for his name yet?"

"Lao Nie Tianlong Temple, dead wood."

"It turns out he is an eminent monk from Tianlong Temple. I am so polite to you."

The dead tree smiled and held the dragon pendant steady, "There is no need to be polite to the donor. I have been a member of the family for many generations. It is my duty to save lives and heal the wounded. How can I pretend to be an eminent monk?"

"Master has mercy."

"Amitabha, the donor has given you too much praise."

"Master is willing to spend all his energy to heal the wounds of this stranger, who I meet by chance. Naturally, you can be regarded as a eminent monk and be compassionate. At least for me, you can be treated as such."

The dragon bowed and bowed as a great gift.

At this moment, his external injuries have healed, and his difficult-to-treat internal injuries are half healed.

Everything is difficult at the beginning.

According to Long Peng's estimation, the remaining internal injuries will be healed in less than half a month.

The old monk in front of me can use his energy to use the "One Yang Finger" to heal his own injuries.

How could he not take such kindness seriously?

Luang Peng never thought that he was a good man or a great saint with a broad mind and a Bodhisattva heart.

But he is by no means an ungrateful person.

Kumu smiled helplessly, "I don't deserve this great gift from the donor, so please invite me as well."

"You are worthy of being a junior here."

Long Peng insisted on finishing the salute, and then asked, "Junior, remember that Tianlong Temple should be in Dali, right. Why did the master suddenly come to the Central Plains? Is he going to argue with others and practice Zen?"

Kumu shook his head, the smile on his face faded a little, and he looked worried.

"It's a long story."

"It doesn't matter, it's a long night. Master, just say whatever you want."

"well……"

Kumu sat down and added some firewood to the bonfire, "This matter started ten years ago. At that time, the benefactor of Lujiazhuang Lu Zhanyuanlu in the south of the Yangtze River and..."

…

"And the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15 this year is the expiration date of the ten-year agreement. By then, the 'Red Fairy' Li Mochou will be in Linlu Village. She is afraid that she will start a killing spree. I must stop her..."

After Kumu finished speaking slowly, he also felt a little more comfortable. When he looked up, he saw that Long Peng had a strange expression on his face and asked curiously, "Donor, why are you worried? Do you also have a grudge against Donor Li?"

Long Peng exhaled and asked in a deep voice, "Master, can't you just sit back and watch?"

"No."

Long Peng's sword-browed eyebrows furrowed, "Master, as far as I know, this junior, Li Mochou is no longer what he used to be. His martial arts skills may not be as good as those of the master. If the master accidentally...passed away, wouldn't he have wasted his life?"

"The cause of the past is the result of today. Over the years, I have always thought that if I had acted more gently and gently, maybe Donor Li would not have embarked on this path."

Dead Tree was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled, his smile was very peaceful.

"Every person in the world has a cause, life and death, death and death, life and death, everything has its own law, everything is a condition, treat it as such."

"If I am destined to die at the hands of Donor Li, it is also my fate and the result I deserve. Donor need not worry too much."

Long Peng is also a person who has read Buddhist scriptures and Taoist books.

Naturally, knowing Kumu's remarks, he was prepared to sacrifice his life to save Li Mochou.

only.

Long Pengming knew his fate, so how could he watch him die?

Hesitate for a moment.

Long Peng's eyes gradually became firm, "Master, that's it, let me go with you."

"What...donor, what does this mean?"

Kumu was obviously puzzled. According to his opinion, although Long Peng was good at martial arts, he was still lagging behind him, let alone Li Mochou.

"Master, I'll tell you the truth, Li Mochou was once a junior senior sister. Although she has a lot of backgrounds now, she still has some friendships with the same sect."

According to Long Peng's view.

As long as she didn't stop Li Mochou from killing all the people in Lujiazhuang, she would not kill her.

At that time, it would be feasible to ask Li Mochou to be merciful to Dead Tree.

He still has this bit of confidence.

As for the life and death of Lujiazhuang, Long Peng just wanted to say: What does it have to do with me?

This world.

People die every day. Lu Zhanyuan should have known this outcome when he chose to step into the quagmire of Jianghu.

Ku Mu looked at Long Peng for a while, his expression changing from time to time, "I see, that's it, no wonder the donor's internal injuries look so familiar to me..."

"What's wrong, Master?"

Kumu smiled and said, "If I am right in guessing, the donor should be named Long, right?"

Long Peng was startled for a moment, "This...Master, do you know about this junior?"

Kumu nodded and said earnestly, "Donor, when is the time for retribution? As the saying goes, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately. If you are disturbed by obsession, won't life be very painful?"

Long Peng pursed his lips and said slowly, "Junior also knows what the master said. It's just that the bad breath in my chest is really uncomfortable. Maybe... junior and senior sister are the same kind of people."

"Master...but you regret saving this junior?"

"Idiot, when did I regret it? In the eyes of the Buddha, there is no distinction between good and evil. All living beings can be saved. I dare not falsely claim to be Buddha, but I cannot ignore the lives of others and die."

Kumu smiled and shook his head, "Besides, in my opinion, although the donor is a bit extreme, his nature is not bad and he deserves to be given the word 'good'."

"Thank you, Master, for your teachings. I will definitely do more good deeds in the future."

"Amitabha, do good deeds and get good results. This is the best thing."

Kumu smiled and performed the Buddhist salute, paused, and continued, "Donor, according to Lao Na, the person who struck the "Frost Broken Shoe Palm" received by the benefactor 'Tanzhong' probably did not kill anyone.

the meaning of……"

Long Peng suddenly stood up, grabbed the broken sword on the ground, stared at the torches outside the temple, and said in a deep voice, "Master, there is an evil visitor coming. Your internal strength has not yet been restored, so please stay away."
Chapter completed!