Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 334 Monk Lingkong
This courtyard was clearly not a good place to talk, so they simply turned back to Ta Yunxia, ​​intending to have a proper chat on the way.

Before leaving, Lin Jiang made a special trip to find Miss Shen.

He had some things to say to Miss Shen.

"Son."

Upon seeing Lin Jiang arrive, the two stopped packing their luggage.

Miss Shen had removed her red veil, revealing her beautiful face, while Young Master Jing was busy preparing clothes for her in the room.

Although there wasn't much silver left in the house, there were plenty of clothes. This red wedding dress was too eye-catching, so she had to change into a more ordinary outfit.

Most of the clothes here belong to the maids. Young Master Jing was clearly very reluctant for his beloved woman to wear these, but despite his dislike, he couldn't find any better clothes, so he had to make do with them for the time being.

"My benefactor, thank you so much." Young Master Jing rushed over and grabbed Lin Jiang's hand, expressing his gratitude repeatedly.

Seeing his expression, Lin Jiang couldn't help but tease him:
"Didn't you say you didn't care about her appearance?"

"I don't care about spending my whole life with someone, but for most women, appearance is also a very important thing in life. If I can make my lover's face flawless, I will naturally be happy."

Regardless of how sincere Young Master Jing's words were, Lin Jiang couldn't help but give him a thumbs up just for his eloquence.

"I heard that you and your wife knew each other before. I wonder what kind of fate brought you together?" Young Master Jing suddenly asked this question.

Miss Shen's expression became subtle.

To be honest, was she engaged to Lin Jiang?
Does it count...?
Lin Jiang didn't think it count, believing that the two were at most entangled in a tragic family feud, and said:

“Her family treated her like dirt before, so I got revenge for her.”

Hearing Lin Jiang say this, Young Master Jing couldn't help but thank Lin Jiang repeatedly.

After the pleasantries were over, Lin Jiang changed the subject:
"Miss Shen's internal energy is extraordinary. Do you know that she needs to practice the art of internal vision?"

"Hmm?" Miss Shen was clearly confused, but seeing Lin Jiang's serious expression, she couldn't help but feel nervous.

Lin Jiang continued to explain:

“Your Qi will generate its own intelligence and condense into a small golden figure, which rests in your Dantian. Now, it is alone in the vast Dantian, and its pent-up emotions may hinder its cultivation.”

Seeing that Miss Shen was still confused, Lin Jiang placed his fingers on her wrist again.

"Relax and feel the breath."

As the Qi flowed into Miss Shen's body, her thoughts also penetrated deep into her meridians.

Under Lin Jiang's guidance, Miss Shen's thoughts gradually deepened.

She first saw her meridians clearly, and then glimpsed the Qi flowing within her body.

This unprecedented experience caused Ms. Shen's thoughts to slowly freeze, as if she had stepped into a mysterious place she had never seen before.

After traveling for some distance, Lin Jiang finally brought her to her destination.

A small golden statue was seen trimming the dilapidated thatched house on the roof.

When the little golden man noticed the sound behind him, he turned around abruptly and saw Miss Shen.

The little golden statue jumped down from the roof with delight and circled around Miss Shen happily.

Miss Shen was dumbfounded; she had never seen such a sight before.
I had no choice but to squat down and gently poke the little golden figure with my fingertip, teasing it with curiosity.

The little golden statuette seemed to enjoy it immensely.

Seeing that Miss Shen had roughly grasped the method of internal vision, Lin Jiang withdrew the technique. Miss Shen then belatedly realized what was happening, a hint of surprise and bewilderment still lingering in her eyes:

"Was that not a hallucination?"

“That’s an internal vision, not a hallucination,” Lin Jiang said. “Don’t neglect him.”

"nature."

Miss Shen could also sense that this was her lucky break, and after carefully glancing at Lin Jiang, she said in a soft voice:
"You have taught me so much, I really don't know how to thank you enough."

"That's not necessary."

It's now clear that Miss Shen's resurrection is related to Grandpa, and since Grandpa has gone mad, he's definitely powerless to handle this mess. Lin Jiang thinks he'd better clean things up quickly.

If it were truly a demon or ghost, that would be one thing, but this matter is, after all, somewhat related to me.

Looking at the two of them, Lin Jiang said:

"If you two feel things aren't going well in the capital, you can try to find a job with Boss Guo. Although he may be a bit of a liar when it comes to money, he's absolutely reliable when it comes to getting things done."

Young Master Jing clearly didn't have much experience in handling business or government affairs, and he wasn't familiar with Boss Guo, whom Lin Jiang mentioned, but he still nodded to indicate that he understood.

With the matter settled, Lin Jiang bid a brief farewell to the two men and turned to leave.

Before leaving, Tai Nanzi specifically sought out Master Jing and recounted his son's affair in detail. Upon hearing this, Master Jing was furious and said to let him go as he pleased, and then ignored his good-for-nothing son.

However, he still paid Tai Nanzi and Ling Kong their wages, since they had indeed helped a lot, and Master Jing was not the kind of stingy miser.

After receiving their due reward, the group returned to Ta Yunxia along the same route.

On his way back, Lin Jiang carefully compared the map. Mingde Temple was not far from Baishan County, so if he went there, he could return to Baishan County on the way.

Since it was on the way, Lin Jiang had no reason to refuse and inquired about the situation of Qishan Temple amidst Ling Kong's repeated thanks.

When this topic was mentioned, Lingkong's expression became slightly solemn.

After a slight hesitation, he slowly spoke:
“When I left the temple, the abbot’s health was deteriorating, and he would find it difficult to walk even a few steps each day. Now, several years after I left the temple, I heard that he was bedridden, so I sought out a good doctor to cure his illness.”

After finishing speaking, Lingkong abruptly changed the subject:
"It's pointless to discuss this now. We can wait until we see the patient in person to discuss the treatment."

Lin Jiang sensed that the monk seemed to have more to say, and that he must have something on his mind.

“Master Lingkong, since you have invited me, why not speak freely?” Yu Wenyun asked with a smile. “To hesitate and make excuses is not nice!”

Upon hearing this, Lingkong finally sighed deeply and said:
“This humble monk has actually been expelled from Mingde Temple. I do not know whether the temple will accept me back this time.”

"what?"

These words shocked everyone around them.

Even One, Two, and Three couldn't help but ask:

"Since you've already been kicked out, why are you still looking for a doctor for that abbot?"

"Although I was kicked out, the abbot was kind to me, and I am not an ungrateful person. Since the abbot is in trouble, I will naturally try to help him!"

Lingkong's words were forceful and clear, sounding entirely true.

Just as Lin Jiang was about to speak, the little ginseng quietly peeked out from his sleeve.

She stared at Lingkong with a puzzled look on her face and asked:
"I've heard that monks are often expelled from the monastery for committing crimes. What crime have you committed?"

Hearing this, Ling Kong was also startled, and his gaze immediately fell on the small ginseng in Lin Jiang's sleeve:
"monster?"

"Waiter."

"A waiter will do." Lingkong nodded.

“I guess Master, you can’t suppress your murderous thoughts.” Lin Jiang reached out and gently stroked Xiao Shancan’s still confused head, his face still bearing the same unchanging smile: “Normally, even the most extreme monks would not threaten to kill a ghost when they encounter it. Such behavior is too contrary to compassion.”

Lingkongdao:
“If a demon has ambition and will, it could have obtained the certificate of a waiter long ago. Just like the one accompanying you, young master, he looks handsome and must be an extraordinary spirit.”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Shanshen immediately put his hands on his hips and proudly raised his head:

"Hmm! You have good taste! I am the most precious treasure in the world!"

Lin Jiang calmed the little ginseng down, then turned to look at Ling Kong:
"And what about this ghost bride today? Although she has never obtained a chauffeur's certificate, as you have seen, she is not a bad person at heart, and she has never hurt anyone."

Lingkong fell silent.

His body swayed slightly as he sat on the horse, finding it difficult to maintain his balance.

After a long silence, no one was in a hurry. They rode their horses and waited quietly.

Lingkong waited patiently until the town beneath the clouds appeared, then let out a long sigh:
"This humble monk was once told by the abbot that I have too much of a murderous intent."

"I can tell," Lin Jiang said. "Is it because some demon did something terrible to you before?"

Ling Kong gave a wry smile, then shook his head:
"No."

"No?"

Lin Jiang frowned.

"When the abbot rescued me from the battlefield, he told me that beneath my skin lay a murderous heart. He called me a ghost, saying that those who had been struck by me would become my henchmen and follow me. In order to eliminate the great murderous intent in me, he taught me the Heart Sutra."

Lingkong gazed at Lin Jiang, sighed deeply, and whispered:
"As you probably know, after killing someone, you can turn them into accomplices. Such a bloodthirsty nature can cause one's mind to become chaotic."

Lin Jiangmo recalled the group of ghosts in his inner palace, and now Liu Fangyue was leading them in reading and studying.

His expression shifted slightly, and he nodded stiffly.
"From this perspective, his bloodthirstiness is indeed quite great..."

“When I first started studying the Heart Sutra, I could feel a sense of peace in my mind and body. But the more I studied it, the harder it became to control my desires. It was as if, in addition to eating, drinking, and sleeping, I had an uncontrollable need—that is, to kill.”

Lingkong looked down at his palm:

"This humble monk would never take the lives of others. However, I may occasionally join some unscrupulous monks in eating meat. I will take on all the hunting and killing duties to satisfy my desires."

"However, how could Mingde Temple tolerate such behavior from me? First, I killed rabbits, then deer, and then bears. All I could do was to kill them as quickly as possible to minimize their suffering."

"Finally, one day, the monks in charge of discipline discovered my behavior and intended to strip me of my spiritual practice and expel me from the temple. If it weren't for the abbot's compassion, I would probably be a useless person now."

"So, after you came down the mountain, you specifically targeted those demons who didn't have a guild hall certificate?"

Lin Jiang suddenly spoke, his tone casual.

As Lingkong was recounting his past, he suddenly felt a powerful sense of oppression wash over him.

He turned his head to look at Lin Jiang and saw that the handsome young man was looking at him with a smile on his face, without any sign of anything unusual.

(End of this chapter)