Don't be clouded

Chapter 110 I will take you away

Ji Bieyun rode his horse and rushed to Xuanqing Mountain. He had never hated the mountain road leading to Xuanqing Temple like this. Every stone step was like a moat, blocking him outside Xuanqing Temple.

After returning to Beijing, the stamina he had accumulated with great difficulty was almost exhausted again. Panting, he climbed to the last step and saw the closed temple gate.This group of heartless monks were so stupid that they locked up their abbot.

Furious, he ignored the soldiers on the right and took out the tiger talisman directly, "General Ningyuan Ji Yao, please step aside."

The deterrent effect of the tiger talisman was stronger than any words, and the soldiers backed away to the two sides, giving way to the side door.Ji Bieyun didn't want to knock on the door, nor was he willing to jump over the wall like a thief. He clenched his hands tightly but stepped forward with a cold knife, flew towards the thick door panel, and kicked it open roughly.The two doors opened inward, and the broken bolt fell to the ground, which was especially abrupt in the silence.

Ji Bieyun stepped into the threshold calmly amidst all the eyes, and walked in with a hostile look.

It was not yet sunset, but the sky darkened, and the thick clouds above the head were extremely low as if they were overwhelmed.He looked around in the dim sky, and the Buddhist hall in front of him was extremely quiet, and the monks who used to serve and chant scriptures in the hall were gone.

He raised his head as if feeling something, and looked at the highest place in the temple - the Jietang.

Avoiding the empty Buddhist hall and walking all the way up, the narrow and steep stone steps led him a little closer to the lively place.

After a while, he finally saw living people, a few young monks standing on the mountain path, looking up.Ji Bieyun hardly made any footsteps when he walked, until he passed by those monks, they didn't notice his coming, and for a while they didn't know whether to stop him or not.

The more people went up, the more people there were. Except for the meeting of thousands of monks, Ji Bieyun had never seen so many monks gather together.Everyone has received precepts, and they all wear monk clothes and Buddhist beads, but the faces of all kinds have different expressions. Some seem to have converted to the Buddha so they have no desires and desires, and some people can't control their expressions and show vigilance.

He walked through the crowd, as if wrapped in the dull smell of incense, and the faces of those people made him suddenly feel strange to Xuanqing Temple.

Everyone is different from Guan Chen.

Ji Bieyun was at odds with the monks, and he brought the knife in grandly. After seeing him, everyone couldn't make up their minds to stop him, and they all gave way in the end.

He thought that he should have a reputation in Xuanqing Temple, and his fame is because he has a close relationship with the former big disciple and the current abbot, which is ambiguous.He is like a lingering evil ghost. No matter when he was unknown or he has led the army to suppress the rebellion, he has never stopped doing evil in this pure land.

If the Buddha appeared, he should be taken back to hell and never be reborn forever.

The more he thought about it, the more irritable he became, he pursed his lips tightly, and walked up at a faster speed.

When he finally saw the roof of the precept hall from afar, Miao Ci's figure was caught off guard from the corner of his eye.The little novice stood in the corner and looked at him in horror, and after hesitating again and again, stood up and blocked his way.

"Master Ji..."

He looked at Miao Ci, wanted to comfort the child but was powerless, so he could only ask: "Are you senior brother Guan Chen in the precept hall?"

The little novice monk was watched by many brothers and sisters around him, and it became difficult to speak. He lowered his head ashamedly like a betrayer of Xuanqing Temple, and then raised it abruptly after a while.

"Master Ji, go quickly! Brother Guan Chen is tied up in the precept hall, and the others don't allow him to leave!" Miao Ci pushed him, "He was cheated back, and I don't know why he became So... the benefactor, hurry up and bring the senior brother out..."

Miao Ci was reprimanded by the monks around her for this action, and it was not just one person.

"Senior Brother Miao Wu said that he made the abbot break the precept, why..."

"You can't encourage unhealthy tendencies, he should be imprisoned together in the precept hall..."

"Miaoci, come back!"

Ji Bieyun embraced the little novice, blocked the reprimands, put his palm on Miaoci's shoulder, and glanced coldly at those people.

"You actually imprisoned the abbot in the precept hall, what evidence do you have?" He said, "Now you want to imprison me, what evidence do you have?"

No one answered him directly, but they all backed away warily, he patted Miao Ci on the shoulder, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, I will bring your Senior Brother Guan Chen out."

Miao Ci still wanted to say something, Ji Bieyun took a comforting glance, then continued to walk through the crowd and go up the stairs.

The higher he went, the sharper the gazes of those monks became, as if invisible swords were trying to pierce him full of holes.Fortunately, he has experienced real swords and swords, and has seen countless lives and deaths. Perhaps because his heart has hardened, Che doesn't care about these prejudiced eyes and gossip.

He just wanted to get Guan Chen out of this place.

Stepping on the last step, the strict and old precept hall appeared in the field of vision.

He had never been here before, and thought that the Jietang would be similar to other palace buildings in Xuanqing Temple, but this building was even more dead and silent.The years seem to have passed for a long time, the outer paint has been mottled and peeled off, and the so-called windows are all sealed, so that the outside light cannot penetrate, and the inside situation cannot be revealed.

But at this moment, the door in the middle was completely opened, and a bound figure was kneeling in the middle of the precept hall, with his back facing the outside.

The moment Ji Bieyun saw the back, all the blood in Ji Bieyun's body surged up, turning into a monstrous anger, and his mind was buzzing.

They will...

How could Guanchen kneel before that lifeless wooden statue?Why do these people tie him up, and why do they stand here enjoying Guan Chen's so-called crimes with peace of mind?

Ji Bieyun trembled all over, and almost rushed forward with a knife.He had slaughtered Xuanqing Temple once in his imagination, and came back to his senses in an instant, gritted his teeth after holding back and said: "Who tied Guanchen, come out."

He stared at the ground, never finding patience so difficult.He couldn't tell whether the murmurs of crying and laughter were ringing in his ears or existing in his mind. All the painful feelings he had experienced before surged up and turned into the whispers of countless people, burning him to the point of losing his sanity.

Footsteps sounded, and a person stopped in front of him.

Ji Bieyun raised his head slowly, and saw Miao Wu's dignified face.A cold light suddenly appeared, but within an instant, the cold knife was already on Miao Wu's neck.

"Why do you tie him up? What's his crime?" The young man's tone was quite steady, but he couldn't hide the murderous intent in his eyes.

Miao Wu didn't flinch, and even his tone was as rigid as before: "He killed a person who didn't have to die, and he tried to hide it from everyone in Xuanqing Temple."

Ji Bieyun didn't want to worry about how Miaowu found out about this, he just suddenly felt that all this was too ridiculous.He raised the knife, pointed the tip of the knife at Miaowu's heart, and pushed him back with all his strength.Miao Wu involuntarily backed away, step by step towards the door of the precept hall.It wasn't until his heels touched the threshold that Ji Bieyun held back his strength.

Guan Chen's back was blocked by Miao Wu, Ji Bieyun couldn't see it, and neither could others.The tense thoughts that were about to be broken had a little room to breathe. He closed his eyes and said, "So? I have killed many people, should I go to hell now? You are so jealous, why don't you Send me down with your own hands?"

The tip of the knife had already pierced his clothes and was slightly embedded in the flesh, but Miao Wu stared at him obliviously, "Guan Chen had a bright future, he should never kill people, let alone want to get involved in the court's intrigues. He In the future, he will be an eminent monk of Xuanqing Temple, and he can only be, he should never take this muddy water and suddenly disappear from Xuanqing Temple."

The anger in Ji Bieyun's heart intensified, and he blurted out: "Who do you think Guanchen is for!"

Seeing that Miaowu didn't answer, he withdrew his cold saber, turned around and pointed at the monks not far away.

"Who do you think Guanchen is for? If it weren't for the kindness of Zen Master Jueming, I would never tolerate him taking risks for you idiots! He wants Xuanqing Temple to rest easy from now on, what about you? Do you still remember that shit merit? , and want Guanchen to stay here for a long time in the future, and if he still recites scriptures and lectures every day, your faces will be bright?"

Miaowu's voice sounded stubbornly: "Xuanqing Temple doesn't need him to save it, if his way is to get deeper and deeper in the political struggle, unable to extricate himself in the world of mortals, then there is nothing..."

"What do you think he is? Is it the plaque on the door?" Ji Bieyun's eyes were flushed with excitement, and every word was resounding, "The plaque will not break the precepts or kill people. Why don't you hold the one left by Taizu?" The ten directions are pure and a lifetime dream!"

He looked at those people, feeling unwilling in every possible way.

"Anyway, I'm not afraid of killing, I really want to kill you all..."

"Don't be cloudy."

A soft call sounded behind him, and Ji Bieyun's body froze, barely stopping his murderous thoughts.Guan Chen called his name in front of everyone in Xuanqing Temple, it was not charming, but it made his heart tremble.

"Come and help me."

Looking at the expressions of those monks, Ji Bieyun got a little pleasure from their fearful and flustered faces, but it was just a useless pleasure, and it couldn't solve anything.

He gritted his teeth and retracted the Quehan knife, forcing himself to turn around and walk towards the precept hall.

Miao Wu blocked the door, a little blood was already oozing from his chest, but he still insisted: "You can't go in, and don't even try to take him away."

"If there is no Guanchen in Xuanqing Temple, what are you? What is Xuanqing Temple?" Ji Bieyun suppressed his voice, not wanting Guanchen to hear, "If you stop me again, I can smash all the Buddhist temples here .”

"Get out." He cursed coldly, raised his hand to push Miao Wu away, stepped over the threshold with a hem of his clothes, and walked behind Guan Chen silently.

Even when Guan Chen kneels, he kneels straight.

His hands were tied behind his back, but his legs were free. Ji Bieyun saw it but didn't want to face the reality, because Guan Chen probably stayed here voluntarily, and if he wanted to resist, he should have left long ago.

The monk didn't look back, but whispered, "Help me untie it."

He suppressed his thousands of thoughts and wanted to ask the other party why he was kneeling here, but he couldn't ask, and finally just cut the hemp rope with a knife.The rope fell to the ground, and Guan Chen's hands were free again. He saw the deep red marks on the monk's wrist, and restrained the urge to go crazy.

The first thing Guan Chen did was to bow down to the Buddha statue in front of him.There was no futon under the monk's knees, and when he bent over, his forehead touched the hard ground, making a muffled sound.

Ji Bieyun didn't want to see this man bowing his knees to the gods and Buddhas, he almost wanted to set fire to the entire Xuanqing Temple, destroying all the smiling, raised eyebrows, and peaceful Buddha statues, leaving none left.He hated every Buddha statue, every line of Buddhist scriptures, and the fate that tortured people to death.

He clenched the Quehan knife tightly, and asked, "Guan Chen, are you willing to come with me?"

The monk didn't answer, just kowtowed twice again, devout and focused.

Ji Bieyun didn't understand what Guan Chen was praying for.What this person worships is not Buddha or Bodhisattva, but the relationship with Buddha in the past, the kindness that allowed Guanchen to live in Xuanqing Temple until now.

He suddenly recalled that when he was a child, Guanchen told him about his life experience, at that time he didn't understand everything but remembered every sentence, now when he remembers it and read it silently again, every single word hurts his heart.Since he was born, he was involuntary, and after being trafficked by his family, he went to various families, finally settled down and was forced to become a monk, but Guanchen digested all those sufferings well, without a trace of pain and regret.

It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be necessary to keep silent after so much training.

Guan Chen couldn't hate, so he hated for Guan Chen.

He looked down at the monk and held out his hand.

"I'll take you away."

Guan Chen's eyes lingered on the Buddha statue for a moment, then turned his head to look at the slender white hand covered with thick calluses, and then raised it to hold it.

The author says:

Sorry for being late, this chapter is too difficult to write, it is expected to be finished in another five chapters