If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 408 The Little Master and the Old Monk

"Who are you and why do you say you want to save me?" asked the old monk.

Xiao Yu sighed, "You old monk are really strange, sometimes you are as smart as a Buddha, and sometimes you are as stupid as a pig.

We are about to rescue you, but you are still doing it secretly. It is obvious that you are on guard against the people from Zishan Beppu.

Obviously, the people who want to harm you are also from Zishan Beppu.

Do you know where Zishan Beppu is?"

The old monk said: "I know that Zishan Villa is a royal garden.

I have also met Immortal Master Zhao Zhen.

Master Zhao is a nobleman from the great nation of China. He is extraordinary in bearing, gentle and polite.

Seeing that the old monk was poor and tired, he invited him to stay in Beppu for a few days.

In the past few days, Master Zhao came to the small building every day to discuss Buddhist classics with the old monk.

Even though the old monk has studied Buddhism for decades, he was still quite inspired and gained a lot from the conversation.

How could such a kind and faithful person harm me?

Besides, I don't even have a penny on me, what is there for someone to kill me for?"

Xiao Yu asked, "You are a wandering monk. Where are you from? Where are you going? Where did you meet Zhao Zhen? Why did he invite you? Tell me in detail and I will explain everything to you."

The old monk hesitated for a moment and said, "I have been studying Buddhism in the West and now I am going to the East.

When passing by Yingxiang Prefecture, I originally planned to go to Bailong Temple outside the city to register.

At the gate, I met Master Zhao who was just coming out of the temple.

The immortal master was very polite and asked me with a smile where I came from and where I was going. He also talked to me about Buddhism for a while.

The governor of Bailong Temple told the old monk that the temple was small and already full of wandering people.

So Master Zhao warmly invited me to come here."

Xiao Yu smiled and said, "Since we treat you as a guest, how can we let a guest live in the middle of the water in the middle of winter?

He lets you live here to imprison you and prevent you from running away."

The old monk had a serious expression and shook his head, saying, "No, it was me who took the initiative to ask for it. There are many distinguished people in the Wang family mansion, and I want to live in a quiet place where I won't disturb others."

Xiao Yu looked around and sighed, "Monk, you are a great monk and you can tell that I am a human and not a ghost. Why can't you see that this little building is filled with gloomy aura and that there were vengeful spirits born here and lingering here?"

"Amitabha, well done, well done!" The old monk put his hands together, bowed his head and chanted the Buddha's name, saying, "Master Zhao has told me that a maid once drowned herself in the lake. Please help me recite a few volumes of the Sutra for the Deliverance of the Dead!"

"What is the Sutra for the Liberation of the Dead?" Xiaoyu asked.

The old monk was stunned. "The Sutra of the Buddha Dipankara for the Deliverance of the Dead, what's that?"

Xiao Yu sighed: "It seems that this is the instruction of the Buddha Dipankara. I must save you tonight."

The old monk's expression became very strange, "I have been using the Sutra of the Dead to liberate the resentful souls, how did this become the instruction of the Buddha Dipankara?

Besides, I have made it very clear, you little girl, don't say anything stupid here."

"This is the instruction given to me by Dipankara Buddha. It has nothing to do with you."

Xiao Yu's tone became serious, and he said: "Even in the Western Lingshan, there are good monks and bad monks, not to mention the people of the upper country of China.

It is true that China is the ancestral home of civilization and etiquette.

But China is also not short of evil people who deserve to go to the eighteenth level of hell.

You are very unlucky. The Zhao Zhen you met is a bastard.

He doesn't want your money, he only wants your life, and he wants to use you to experiment with ancient secrets.

If I'm not mistaken, you are definitely not the first wandering monk who has been deceived and killed by him.

He did not go to Bailong Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha, but waited in the Bailong Temple, specifically looking for a true master who had no identity or background but had profound Buddhist knowledge.

Before you, there must have been many masters who lived in Green Lotus Cottage, but they are all dead."

The old monk said in a deep voice: "Young donor, please do not slander Lingshan Buddhist Kingdom. There are only Buddhas and Bodhisattvas on Lingshan, and there is not a single bad monk."

"That's not the point." Xiao Yu didn't want to argue with him about the details, but thinking of her own situation, she couldn't help it, "Even if you come from the West, don't you know about the ghost country in Guaizi Mountain?
Jin Chanzi is a disciple of Tathagata Buddha.

The demon cicada under his command directed the rebellion of the Thirty-Six Kingdoms in the Xisha Region, which caused the death and injury of tens of millions of people. He also cultivated eight ghost kings in Guaizi Mountain, ordered hundreds of ghosts to march every day, and slaughtered millions of people in Yingxiang Mansion.

How can such a vicious person be considered a good monk?"

"The cicada is an evil spirit and has nothing to do with the Buddha's disciples. You don't need to persuade me anymore. I believe in Master Zhao." said the old monk.

Xiao Yu was a little impatient, "Zhao Zhen demonstrated the ancient secret method on you tonight, and you didn't feel anything at all?"

The monk's old face showed hesitation, "What's the feeling? What is the ancient secret method?"

Xiao Yu said: "Don't ask me about the secret method, just tell me if you feel uncomfortable, irritable, confused or confused.
I hadn't planned to show up before, obviously to hide my identity.

If I tell you the secret method now, what if you are caught by Zhao Zhen later? Wouldn't that expose me?"

The old monk was silent for a moment, then said, "Young donor, I believe you are a good person, please go."

"You believe that I am a good person, but you don't believe that Zhao Zhen is harming you?" Xiaoyu asked.

The old monk said: "I still don't believe that Master Zhao would harm me.

This is one of them.

If Master Zhao really wants to use ancient secret methods to harm me as you said, I cannot leave.

I can't escape.

This is the royal garden of Western Shu, and Master Zhao is a nobleman from a high position. Where else can I go?
I cannot escape from Xishu, and even less can I escape from the ancient secret technique you mentioned.

If I run away, I will definitely bring trouble to you, the donor.

You feel like you haven't revealed your identity.

But I don't know you, and Master Zhao can't guess who you are?"

Xiao Yu sighed and said, "You have really thought it through. I took it for granted."

She hadn't intended to tell the old monk the inside story before.

Because she had just overheard the conversation between Prince Li, Zhao Zhen and others.

Knowing that they were going to consider the overall situation and tolerate her "rudeness".

Since they had no intention of causing trouble for her, she didn't want to fall out with them.

Both Li Rongji and Zhao Zhen have very special identities.

Saving the old monk was just a casual act after the eavesdropping was over.

For him, it was not worth it to provoke Zhao Zhen and Li Rongji again, or even to tear them apart completely. But the old monk's words once again made her realize that sometimes it might be extremely difficult to do an ordinary and simple good thing.

“The ancient secret method that Zhao Zhen practices is the Seven Arrows Book of Lu Ya Daojun.

The Seven Arrows Book has a great origin and is very powerful."

Xiao Yu looked up and down at the old monk in the world of the living in the ghost world, "It seems that his reputation is a bit exaggerated. This curse is difficult to harm people, but it is very easy to break it."

The old monk's eye twitched slightly and he asked, "Do you think highly of the Seven Arrows Book?"

"Look at you. You are clearly under a curse, but you are refreshed and clear-minded. Your brain is more flexible than that of a good person like me. Once the scarecrow on the altar is taken away, the curse is immediately broken."

Xiao Yu spoke his true feelings first, and then asked curiously: "You are a wandering monk, have you ever heard of the Seven Arrows Book?"

The old monk lowered his eyes and said, "It is true that I am a wandering monk, but I have traveled all over the country, so I have naturally seen a lot.

The Seven Arrows Book is known as the greatest left-handed secret technique in ancient times. How could it be overrated?"

"You don't understand Taoism, right?" Xiaoyu only sensed a weak internal force in his body.

"I am a monk!" the old monk emphasized again.

"You don't understand Taoism, so you don't understand that the world is changing, and the Tao is changing too. The left-handed secret arts have probably really declined by now." Xiao Yu said with emotion: "Although the Seven Arrows Book used by Zhao Zhen is not the magic weapon of Lu Ya Daojun, it also has a great origin.

But now it can't even deal with an ordinary monk like you, and you don't even feel anything."

The old monk touched his head, shook his body a few times, and said, "I am indeed groggy and can't sleep well.

After being woken up by you, I was still confused and felt very unhappy, but I didn't understand why. "

Xiao Yu sneered, "You've made me speechless, and I'm still confused. The fact that you can say these things just shows that you have a clear mind."

The old monk said: "Perhaps the time is too short. After all, the left-handed nightmare technique will not take effect immediately.

Moreover, is it possible that this is precisely the terrifying thing about the Seven Arrows Book?
The curse was clearly completed, but it was invisible, leaving the cursed person unaware. "

Xiao Yu was really impatient and shouted anxiously: "You monk are so ignorant!
You are an ordinary person, and I am a master.

If a master wants to rescue you, you just need to kneel down, kowtow a few times, say "thank you" and that's it.

Now you keep on whining, as if I were begging you to do something."

After saying that, she reached out and grabbed the old monk's arm.

The old monk was startled, but could not resist. He just stood firm and shouted, "Young lady, please don't do this. I just don't want to get you into trouble. If you force me again, I will yell!"

Ah, I saw you, could you be the righteous Yu Fengxian from Tianmen Town?"

Xiaoyu originally used the art of stealth to talk to the old monk face to face, but the old monk couldn't see him.

If she reaches out and pulls the other person now, her whereabouts will of course be exposed.

"I am Yu Fengxian, do you still doubt me?" Xiao Yu stopped pulling and asked.

"Alas, I am already old, but Fairy Yu is still in her prime.

It's not worth it to offend Master Zhao and Prince Li for me!" the old monk sighed.

"Let's act secretly. They won't be able to find out." Xiaoyu said.

The old monk shook his head and said, "Fairy Yu, don't deceive yourself. Even if you can deceive everyone, can you deceive the ghosts and gods?
Even ghosts and gods are selfless.

Master Zhao is not a fool. Can't he guess that it was you who rescued me and stole my scarecrow from the altar?

He might get really angry and use the Seven Arrows Book against you next."

Xiao Yu narrowed her eyes and said calmly, "You don't have to worry about me. If Zhao Zhen admits defeat honestly, I will pretend nothing happened. If he dares to cast a spell on me, I will chop him down with my sword."

The old monk said anxiously: "That is the first secret technique of the ancient times! Once you are caught, you will immediately be confused and unable to think carefully. You will never think of causing trouble for Master Zhao, nor will you be able to find him.

You didn't even know you were cursed from the beginning to the end, just like me now."

Xiao Yu smiled and said, "To be honest, I really want to try the first left-handed secret technique of ancient times!"

Zhao Zhen has already triggered the Great Destruction, but there is no need to consider the Seven Arrows Book to kill Zhao Zhen.

Probably only if Zhao Zhen uses the Seven Arrows Book on her, Zifu will be able to deduce a way to break this spell.

However, Xiaoyu didn't want to commit suicide voluntarily just to break a Taoist technique.

If Zhao Zhen didn't curse her, she would ignore him; if he cursed her, she would accept it with pleasure and then chop him to death.

The old monk was surprised and asked, "Are you not afraid of death?"

Xiao Yu shook her head, "I am very scared, but I am not afraid of the Seven Arrows Book. Zhao Zhen will definitely not be able to kill me."

The old monk looked at her for a while and said, "Even if you are not afraid of Zhao Zhen, Prince Li will definitely cause trouble for you."

Xiao Yu said: "I am a master, and masters can handle everything.

You are just an ordinary ascetic. It is best not to worry about things that you are powerless to do. "

The old monk said: "I am just a poor and useless monk and cannot help you at all.

But you took risks for me, and I would feel uneasy if I didn't ask you clearly.

Don't you care only about doing a good deed and not whether I feel at ease?"

Xiao Yu looked him up and down again and said with a smile: "Old monk, although you are a bit long-winded, you are very interesting.

If I met you in another situation, I would definitely enjoy chatting with you.

But our fate is so shallow. After today's separation, we may never meet again."

Sighing, she continued, "Don't tell me, I really only care about my own clarity of thought.

I don't really care what you think.

Today I want to put your mind at ease.

In a word, I know what the consequences of saving you might be.

I am willing to bear all the consequences for an old monk like you."

The old monk sighed and said, "No wonder everyone says that Fairy Yu Feng is so righteous. For an old wandering monk like me, Fairy Yu is willing to offend the nobles of Shangbang and the prince of Xishu."

Xiao Yu waved her hand and said, "I'm not as good as you say. I just happened to meet you today and I like you more.

Of course, the key is that I have the ability to bear all the consequences.

I can't beat Zhao Zhen, the price of saving you is my own life; I am not afraid of Zhao Zhen, nor his Seven Arrows Book, the price of saving you is just a waste of saliva.

Got it? I am an expert. Don't always look at the experts who can fly high and hide in the sky with the perspective of a frog in a well.

Things that are difficult for you and people that are unacceptable to you are no problem for me."

Seeing the old monk's face twisted a little, Xiao Yu patted his old shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't think I'm arrogant, if you have my strength and realm, you will probably be more arrogant than me!
But in fact, this is not arrogance, it is just the daily mental state of a master. "

(End of this chapter)