Dancer of Konoha

Chapter 19 Assassination of the monk who broke the precepts

Shan and the old monk looked at the two little people in front of them with some humor.

"That's fine, that's fine, since Sora can trust you."

After saying that, he waved his hand and motioned for Yanyan and Kong to sit down.

Before he could sit firmly, Yanyan couldn't wait to speak out:

"Master, is there no other way? If you go, you might..."

"OK OK......"

Shan He and the old monk had obviously made up their minds and raised their hands to interrupt Yan Yan. Moreover, there was really no better way.

He picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said slowly:

"Needless to say, I know what you are thinking. Judging from the entire ninja world, there are very few people who can live to my age. If I can exchange the land with this broken body, I will be satisfied."

After saying that, he poured Yanyan a cup of tea, slowly pushed it over, and then said:

"As for calling you here tonight, I want to talk about your physical matters. This may be my last explanation to you."

"Master..."

Water mist gradually formed in his scorching red eyes.The senior brother was trapped in a whirlpool, and the master wanted to sacrifice his life, but he couldn't intervene.

Such a feeling of powerlessness made Yanyan resentful of the weakness of his own strength.

Shan and the old monk touched the teacups they pushed over, gesturing to Yanyan to drink quickly, shaking his head and saying:

"There is no need to feel sad. We old people have been fighting and killing for our whole lives. Compared with dying on the hospital bed, sleeping on the battlefield is the real destination. What's more, for the peace of the Fire Country, our Fire Temple lineage has always My long-cherished wish, you should be happy for me."

Seeing Yanyan pick up the teacup and take a sip, his blood-red eyes slowly became misty. Old monk Shan He smiled with satisfaction and said:

"In the past three years, your practice has progressed rapidly, your body has become stronger and stronger, and your physical skills have become better and better. This shows that you and I use the talents of the immortals to transform spiritual energy into meridians, lock the body's energy and temper the cells. The idea is not wrong, but I recently discovered a small side effect, so you must be mentally prepared."

"Psychological preparation? I haven't found any side effects..."

Yanyan sniffed her reddish nose and looked at Shan and the old monk in confusion.

"Your body's growth rate has slowed down..."

Shan and the old monk said with some embarrassment. After all, the next generation of the Changhe family may not appear for several years.

"Huh?!" Yanyan exclaimed as he glanced back and forth across his body, especially his little brother.

"It may be that the body's energy is repeatedly compressed in the cells of your body. While your body is strengthening, the rate of cell division is also getting slower and slower."

As the old monk Shan He talked, he looked at the somewhat dull Yan Yan with amusement. In his opinion, it was quite rare for a young master's young apprentice to show such an expression.

"You are six years old this year, but compared to when you were four, your body has not grown much. Master will leave tomorrow, so the specific solution will be left to you to explore on your own in the future."

Yanyan looked at Shan and the old monk with tears in her eyes.

"No way, will I never grow up?"

Old monk Shanhe said with an embarrassed look:

"Well... it won't happen. It just grows slowly. The specific growth rate may depend on how quickly you temper your body cells."

"This...well...that's all."

Yanyan was really about to cry this time. She looked at her little brother secretly and sighed to herself:

"Brother, this time I really died before I left the battlefield..."

He turned back to look at Sora, who was dozing off little by little.

"Boy, in a sense, you are "happier" than me."

"Ahem. There is one more thing that Changhe must have told you."

Old monk Shan He added tea to the tea cup to cover up his embarrassment and said softly:

"You will have to go back to Konoha in a while. After all, that is your home..."

"Indeed, grandpa told me when he came here half a year ago, but at this time, how can I..."

Yanyan spoke anxiously, but was interrupted by the master before he finished speaking.

Shanhe and the old monk waved their hands, gave Yanyan another cup of tea, and said with a pleased smile:

"Silly boy, I know what you are thinking, but you are not a Buddha. Since you are a human being, everyone has his or her own fate. You should do what you want to do and protect the people you want to protect. Fire Temple left The three of us will not fall into chaos, haha, brat, don’t take yourself too seriously.”

"Huh...yeah..."

Yanyan was silent for a while, clasped his hands and looked at the Buddhist niche not far away in the Zen room, with sad eyes, and murmured as if to comfort himself:

"There are eight sufferings in life: birth, old age, illness, death, separation from love, long-lasting resentment, not being able to ask for anything, not being able to let go. Fate is created by oneself, and appearance is born from the heart. Everything in the world is an incarnation. If the heart does not move, everything will not move. As long as the heart remains unchanged, everything remains unchanged..."

The old monk Shan He looked surprised. After savoring it carefully, he suddenly laughed and said:

"Hahahahaha, good boy, that's right. I should have listened to Dilu and asked you to become a monk. There are eight hardships in life. Your heart will not change, and everything will not change. Hahaha, what a good one, everything will not change."

"Master..."

Yanyan knew that he could no longer stop Shan and the old monk from going to Daming Mansion, so he whispered sadly:

"The disciples will be waiting for news of your return in Konoha..."

"Okay, okay, good boy, it should have been like this a long time ago, hahahaha."

Shanhe and the old monk laughed happily.

"You brat, don't underestimate your master..."

"..."

The Jade Rabbit gradually sets, and the dense dark fog blocks the starlight in the sky.

The night was already dark, and they chatted for a while. When they saw Shan and the old monk yawning, Yanyan quietly excused himself to the master, slowly closed the door of Shan and the old monk's room, and took Kong back to their Zen room next door. .

Kong, who had long been fighting off his sleepiness, saw Yan Yan lying down on the bed opposite him, and then he closed his eyes with peace of mind and fell into a deep sleep.

Yanyan was tossing and turning, looking at the foggy night sky outside the window, his mind was in confusion. Although he had promised the old monk Shanhe to return to Konoha and wait for news from him, how could Yanyan not know that these were just words of comfort from his master.

"I'm afraid Master will really leave and never come back."

Waves of sadness surged into my heart, and my thoughts were mixed. In the haze, I suddenly heard the sound of Shan and the old monk going out, and a tear fell heavily on the pillow.

The next day, before dawn, Yanyan rushed to Shanhe and the old monk's Zen room, followed closely by Kong.

"really......"

The incense in the shrine has long been burned out, and a folded black monk's robe is placed in front of the statue of Thousand-Armed Guanyin. On the monk's robe is a letter left by the old monk Shanhe to Yanyan.

"Buddha said: From love comes sorrow, from love comes fear. If you are separated from love, there will be no worry and no fear. However, I abandon it!"

Yanyan opened the letter heavily and read softly over and over again.

After hearing this, Kong was confused and asked Yanyan:

"Senior brother, what do you mean? Is the host leaving?"

"Yes...Master went to pursue the Buddha in his heart...The meaning of this sentence is..."

I should be happy for Master.

Yanyan sighed secretly, raised the corners of her lips and explained to Kong:

"Buddha once said: Because there is love, there is care, and because there is love, there is worry and panic. When there is no love in the heart, there will be no worries when coming and going, and there will be no worries and panic. Master said: Fuck me."

"what?"

Kong recalled that Shan He, the old host, had always looked like a virtuous and eminent monk, how could he say such a thing, and was a little dumbfounded for a moment.

"Hehehe..."

Yanyan chuckled, unfolded the black monk's robe, and slowly put it on. It was a little too big. I guess the master had prepared it for him, but he didn't expect that Yanyan hadn't grown much taller in the past few years.

After gently folding the letter and placing it carefully in the front of the monk's robe, Yanyan pulled Kong out of the Zen room.

"Really, he's already so old, but he's still so middle-class. He wears black monk's robes. Master is reminding me not to forget his title in his early years."

Yanyan chuckled as he walked:

"Yes, it would be so easy to die under the Thousand-Hand Guanyin's seat to assassinate a monk who broke the precepts."

"Hahahahaha."

Yanyan was in a better mood and left the backyard with a smile.

Seeing that Yanyan was in a good mood, Sora followed closely with a big smile on his face.