The young monk has returned to secular life

Mu Yunqing did not answer Qingmei's words, but asked: "Qingmei, what do you think of Yizhen?"

Qingmei blurted out: "Not very good, he is not even qualified to carry the lady's shoes."

Mu Yunqing smiled slightly, as if telling Qingmei, but more like muttering to himself: "Don't just look at people by their superficial appearance."

Qingmei nodded heavily: "Miss is right, he is just an embroidered pillow. He looks good on the outside, but his belly is full of straw."

Mu Yunqing smiled and rubbed Qingmei's angry little face, and said dotingly: "Then just keep an eye on him for me and don't fall into his beauty trap, okay?"

"it is good!"

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Bodhi Temple.

Yi Zhen's return made the monks in Bodhi Temple a little excited.

In the past, when Yi Zhen was here, everyone bullied him for being a little idiot. He was asked to do all the work of whisking dust and ringing bells, and he never refused.

Since he came down from the mountain, these people couldn't be lazy anymore, and everyone began to miss him. Some people even came to Zhizun and asked when he would come back, saying, "Everyone thinks that he won't be able to work anymore."

Zhizun drove them all away without exception: "Lao Na's disciples can only be bullied by Lao Na, so you should stop trying to trick him."

This time Yizhen returned in glory in the embroidered carriage of the Duke's mansion, which surprised everyone.

Zhizun only said that he would be sent out to experience the world of mortals. Unexpectedly, this world of mortals turned out to be so extraordinary that it simply blinded the hearts of all the monks.

Those fellow apprentices who "cared" about him came up to him one after another and asked him, "Are you tired?", "Do you need help?"

In the end, it was Zhizun who came forward to drive them away before things became quiet.

When they arrived at Zhizun's Zen room, the two masters and disciples sat looking at each other with expressionless faces.

"Why did you come back suddenly?" Zhizun asked first.

"I miss you, master. Come back and see you." Yi Zhen answered appropriately.

"Speak humanly." Zhizun's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes shone brightly.

Yizhen smiled slightly, clasped his hands and said, "It's true that nothing can be hidden from the master's sharp eyes. This disciple has been wronged, and I would like to ask you to seek justice."

Only then did Zhizun show a wise and kind smile: "Tell me, is it the little girl from the Duke's mansion who is giving you a hard time?"

Yizhen sighed: "She wanted me to marry her, but I didn't agree, so she drove me back."

Zhizun's lax face trembled for a long time before he gritted his teeth and asked, "Is this what you mean by being wronged? Isn't this your lofty ambition?"

Yi Zhen sighed deeply and said in a deep voice: "Master, you watched me grow up. Don't you know what my character is like?"

"There is only Buddha in my heart!"

Yi Zhen's words were so convincing that Zhizun almost believed them.

He stroked his beard and asked, "There is no master?"

"Master is my mentor on the road of life, a beacon on my way forward, and another incarnation of my Buddha Tathagata..."

"Stop! Let's talk directly." Zhizun said impatiently.

Yi Zhen hesitated for a moment, as if he had made a great decision: "I would like to ask you to be my witness."

Snapped!

Yi Zhen felt his head buzzing, and Monk Zhizun had a ruler in his hand at some point.

"Bastard!"

Yi Zhen rubbed his dazed brain, thinking how agile this old monk was.

He said with a grimace: "Master, didn't you say you won't hit me in the future?"

Zhizun snorted coldly: "It's not me, it's a ruler."

"Then do you agree or not?"

"I can't afford to lose this person."

Yizhen sighed again: "I knew the master would not agree, so I can only ask you to save my apprentice from dire straits."

"What's going on? Tell me quickly."

After Yizhen finished telling what happened in Liefang Pavilion, Monk Zhizun digested it for a long time before speaking: "Do you want me to go down the mountain to deal with the masters of the seventh-level enlightenment realm in Liefang Pavilion?"

Yi Zhen nodded: "Miss Mu said that if you don't take action, she will force me to enter the Duke's mansion and ruin your reputation."

"What a vicious plan. The white enchantress is well-deserved." Zhizun thought for a moment and said, "Then let's make a plan."

Yi Zhen was stunned for a moment: "You agreed to be my witness?"

"Bastard! I want to expel you from the school! In this way, I can get my purity, wouldn't it be better if you enter your bridal chamber?"

Yi Zhenxin said, you think beautifully.

"Miss Mu also said that there are only two options. If you don't comply, he will push me to the front of Liefang Pavilion, saying that this is Bodhi Temple doing justice for heaven."

Snapped!

Yi Zhen received another kick on his forehead.

"Bastard! She is trying her best to drag my Bodhi Temple into trouble."

Yizhen covered his head with his hands and wailed: "It's all this little goblin's fault, why did you hit me?"

Zhizun said angrily: "Who told you to overestimate your capabilities and go to Hunting Fang Pavilion to catch monsters privately?"

"What should we do now?" Yi Zhen asked with an aggrieved look.

"There is a wolf in front and a tiger in the back. It seems that the only choice is to use children as bait."

Yi Zhen had an ominous premonition: "Master, what do you mean?"

Zhizun patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Don't worry, good disciple, I won't just watch you being bullied. But a master of the seventh-level Holy Saint Realm, coupled with the behemoth of Liefang Pavilion, , Bodhi Temple would not necessarily wade into this muddy water if it knew about it."

"So, I can only kill you first and then tell you. When you fall into danger, my master will come to your rescue."

"Only by taking action as a master can we force the abbot to submit."

Yizhen swallowed his saliva and confirmed that Zhizun was not joking, then asked anxiously: "Master, are you not afraid that your disciple will be killed by Liefang Pavilion because I am a meat bun and beat a dog?"

Zhizun smiled slightly: "Don't worry, in Xinzhou City, Liefang Pavilion doesn't dare to kill the people of Bodhi Temple. This is why Mu Yunqing tried every means to drag Bodhi Temple into trouble."

"It's just," Zhizun paused and sighed: "Senior Brother Abbot has seen the methods of Liefang Pavilion before, and he didn't want to get involved in right and wrong, so he warned us not to conflict with Liefang Pavilion."

"Then you..."

Zhizun shook his head and stopped Yi Zhen: "I respect senior brother's choice, and I also respect your choice."

"Yizhen, I have raised you as my master for eighteen years. I am called master and apprentice, and our relationship is like that of father and son."

"A father's greatest wish for his children is not to become a dragon or a phoenix, but to be healthy and safe."

"So, even if one day you have to return to secular life, Master will not have any complaints. As long as you don't leave any karma behind, even if you are a little ordinary, Master will be at ease."

At this moment, Yi Zhen wanted to cry.

He thought of his father's instructions and expectations in his previous life, and scenes flashed before his eyes. Those scenes were very much like the emotions in the words of the monk Zhizun.

He kowtowed heavily to the monk Zhizun and had tears streaming down his face when he got up.

He was even a little annoyed that he had deceived the master who loved him so much for Mu Yunqing.

"Master, I'm sorry, it was me who caused you trouble."

Monk Zhizun had already reached the state of neither sadness nor joy, but he was also a little moved at this moment.

"Silly boy, you don't have to blame yourself."

"Buddha once said: Everything is determined. You and I don't have to force it, and we don't have to disturb ourselves."

"What happened today has been determined since I drove you down the mountain. This is the cause that I planted, and I will naturally take over the consequences."

"As for Bodhi Temple...Amitabha..."

Zhizun took a Zen moment, stood up from his futon, turned around, walked to the wooden box in front of the bed, and took out a thin booklet.

He wiped it carefully before solemnly handing it to Yi Zhen's hand.