Zhu Xian: Learn from the Great Ying Immortal and rebuild the Trinity School

Chapter 102 Hush money?
The morning mist gradually dissipated, but it still lingered outside Tianyin Temple, and the air was filled with a moist scent.

The monks who had risen early had completed their daily morning prayers and were now cleaning the courtyard, gently sweeping aside the leaves that had fallen last night.

Every monk had a more or less sorrowful look on his face.

"Dong~dong~dong~"

The morning bell is melodious, slowly and heavily reaching my ears.

"Ugh……"

Xu Zhiqiu also felt a little heavy in his heart.

He stood up, put on his clothes, pushed open the door of the Zen room, and found a young monk who had been waiting outside for who knows how long.

The monk looked no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a moon-white robe and with delicate features.

He bowed to Xu Zhiqiu and asked respectfully and gently:

"The chanting was so loud last night, did you get a good rest, Mr. Xu?"

"It doesn't matter."

He smiled bitterly and suddenly asked:
"Master Puzhi..."

Hearing this, the young monk looked miserable:
"Master Uncle passed away at midnight last night. His Dharma body is stored in the Maha Hall. Would you like to go and have a look?"

"..."

Xu Zhiqiu was silent at first. Although he had guessed the answer, he still couldn't help but sigh.

"forget it."

The monk nodded, and then made a gesture of invitation with his hand.

"In this case, my master Puhong has a request. If you have nothing else to do, would you please come with me?"

Xu Zhiqiu naturally agreed and asked casually:
"May I ask your Dharma name, young master?"

The monk bowed again.

"I dare not, little monk Dharma."

“What a good foundation.”

Xu Zhiqiu looked at him approvingly, a golden glow flashing in his eyes.

…………

He was led by the Dharma-speaker to the Tianyin Monastery.

In the main hall of the Zen temple, two old monks had been waiting for a long time.

The first is Xu Zhiqiu’s old acquaintance Pu Fang, and the second is the host Pu Hong.

After Xu Zhiqiu entered the room, Na Pu came forward, bowed deeply to him, and then left in silence.

This caused Xu Zhiqiu's greeting to be choked in his throat, and he felt a little confused.

I thought to myself, I haven’t seen this crazy monk for half a year, how come his personality has changed?

Na Puhong stepped forward and explained:
"After receiving the mantra instruction from the donor last time, my junior fellow apprentice has become much calmer, has given up his anger, and has begun to comprehend the samadhi in the Buddhist scriptures."

"Oh……"

Xu Zhiqiu was a little embarrassed and bowed to the old monk in front of him:
"Junior Xu Zhiqiu greets the Master."

Puhong nodded and asked him to sit down.

The old monk seemed to be hesitant to speak, but he sighed first and said:
"To be honest, from last night till now, I have felt like it was all a dream."

"Understandable."

The junior brother who had been with me for hundreds of years passed away just like that, leaving behind such a huge debt.

It's hard for anyone to accept it at first.

"I wonder how the master plans to deal with this matter next?"

Pu Hong looked embarrassed and said slowly:

"My junior brother left a will, asking us to do our best to help if the young donor Zhang has any difficulties in the future."

"In other words, your temple intends to handle this matter coldly?"

Xu Zhiqiu looked a little unhappy.

Although he could more or less understand Tianyin Temple's stance and concerns, he still couldn't help but sneer at it.

Pu Hong saw his dissatisfaction and asked:
"I want to hear what you think about this, benefactor?"

Xu Zhiqiu said: "Seek truth from facts."

"It's easier said than done to cut off one's own flesh and blood." Pu Hong said, closing his eyes and sighing:
"When the Buddha cut off his flesh to feed the eagle, he set an example. But we, as mortals, cannot do what the Buddha did. We are inevitably affected by external factors... We have no control over ourselves."

Once the matter of Puzhi's massacre of the village is exposed, the reputation and merits accumulated by Tianyin Temple for thousands of years will probably plummet.

As the abbot of Tianyin Temple, Puhong naturally has to consider this consequence.

one more,
If Qingyun Sect knew that Puzhi had planted a traitor to steal his skills under his wing, the two sects would surely become enemies.

This would undoubtedly be a destruction to the righteous camp in the world.

By then, the evil forces will take advantage of the situation and the loss will outweigh the gain.

How could Xu Zhiqiu not see all these things?
"Since it is a karmic debt, there will be a time to collect it sooner or later. However, the initiative is now in the hands of your temple. Whether to collect it now or in the future is entirely up to your temple to choose."

This is a piece of advice.

Of course, there is also a warning in it.

After all, this kind of thing is like a cancer that continues to grow over time. The sooner the cancer is exposed, the less poison it will cause.

Likewise, the sooner the matter is exposed, the smaller the consequences will be.

By the time things become increasingly out of control, it is often too late to regret.

It would be no use trying to explain it then.

But after all, it is not Xu Zhiqiu's turn to take care of this matter.

After all, I can't empathize with them, so it's easy for me to talk without any pain.

He is just talking nonsense. It is their freedom to decide whether others listen or not.

Sure enough, both sides were silent for a while, and Pu Hong took the initiative to change the topic -

"Please accept this gift as a token of our gratitude."

He opened his monk's robe, took something out of his arms and placed it on the table.

"This is the [Qian Kun Samsara Disk], which was obtained by Junior Brother Pu Zhi in the northwest wilderness in his early years. It has the ability to draw souls and spirits, determine life and death, calculate reincarnation, and determine destiny. It really has the power to see into the universe."

Xu Zhiqiu glanced at it.
It was a magic weapon in the shape of a jade plate, one foot square.

The material is warm and bluish-white in color, with concave serrated marks on the edges. The marks form a tortuous and complex veins that extend towards the center of the jade plate.

The white light in the center of the jade plate is soft and bright, floating in the air like water and flowing slowly.

The white light is soft and pure, with countless small pieces of jade flowing continuously along unique tracks.

It was so fancy that Xu Zhiqiu lost interest after just one look and shook his head.

"I helped him out of our past friendship, not because I coveted the treasures of your temple."

Unexpectedly, Puhong advised:
"Please accept it, this is also Junior Brother Puzhi's last wish."

"..."

In that case, Xu Zhiqiu just accepted it shamelessly.

Puhong continued:
"In addition, our Tianyin Temple owes you a favor. If you need anything in the future, our temple will do its best to repay you."

Xu Zhiqiu thought: Look at how this happened...

He just worked as an escort driver, but he got a lot of benefits.

I really don't deserve it.

But in his heart, he was still not satisfied with Tianyin Temple's approach.

This person is just like a boss when he is arguing, but smiles happily when he receives gifts.

This made him feel uncomfortable and he was too embarrassed to say some things.

As for the favor promised by Tianyin Temple...

He thought that when he founded his own sect in the future, it would be nice to have Tianyin Temple as an endorsement.

But then again, there is a saying that goes, "If you take something from someone, you will be held responsible."

Puhong must have wanted him to keep the matter a secret.

In this regard, Xu Zhiqiu can only make limited promises:

"I will not take the initiative to tell anyone about this matter, but if the person involved asks me one day, I can only tell the truth. Please forgive me, Master..."

Puhong closed his eyes and sighed:

"This is enough."

(End of this chapter)