I am the Great Protector of the Soldier King

When Lao Jiang saw that the abbot had passed away, he cried bitterly and was at a loss for the abbot's great trust. He said to Zhu Qingyu: "Mr. Zhu, you have also seen that there is no abbot to trust me. I am not prepared! I have my own family in the border town, which can be dismissed with just one sentence, but now there is no one in the temple. What do you call me?" Can I do it? Can I take on this important responsibility? You will do your good deeds to the end, help me find a way, I beg you!"

Zhu Qingyu was speechless for a long time. He was still wondering which gang the spy Zhang Xiaomao was from, and which gang the men who ambushed on the outskirts of Fuyang and on the way to Ziyang belonged to? At the same time, he was also thinking about whether the Golden Buddha Temple was destroyed, and Chiang Kai-shek was entrusted to be the abbot, and whether he could get the 10,000 yuan reward.

Seeing Lao Jiang asking the question, he was stunned for a moment and then said: "Well, if there is a temple, there will be a temple, and if there is a temple, there will be people. Since you have been entrusted by Abbot Jingwu, you should take on the important responsibility of revitalizing the Golden Buddha Temple and carrying forward Buddhism." "

Lao Jiang said with a sad face: "Your words are beautiful, but how can I revive this mess?"

Zhu Qingyu looked at Lao Jiang and didn't know how to answer for a moment. A layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on the top of Lao Jiang's swaying head, and there was a cloud of yellow eye droppings in the corners of his eyes. The image was the same as the image of Zhou Wanfu that Zhu Qingyu saw in the poppy fields deep in the mountains of Fuyuan City. It was really pitiful.

Suddenly, Zhu Qingyu thought of something and said: "I don't believe that in such a big temple, there are no disciples of the Golden Buddha Temple? Even if someone is killed, you should see the body!"

After Zhu Qingyu finished speaking, he asked the young monk next to him: "Tell me quickly, where are the civil and military monks here?"

The young monk replied: "Mr. Zhu, there are no monks in this temple. They are all weak disciples who practice sutras and recite Buddha's name. When we came, all the disciples were chased away by us. Only Abbot Jingwu refused to leave. He refused to hand over the seal, so he was seriously injured by Ziyang Wudi."

"Then do you know where those disciples went?" Zhu Qingyu asked again.

The little monk pondered for a while and said: "This... probably won't run far, because they will definitely be worried about Abbot Jingwu."

Zhu Qingyu laughed and said: "Lao Jiang, this matter is easy to handle. I will arrange it for you!" Lao Jiang said with tearful eyes: "I have no idea, it's all up to you."

"Let's go outside." Zhu Qingyu said and walked out.

The three of them came outside the Daxiongbao and saw that the fake monks had cleaned up the scene, wrapped Ziyang Wudi, Zhang Xiaomao and their bodies in white cloth, and parked them in a corner of the parking lot.

Zhu Qingyu and the new abbot stood on the stone steps. Zhu Qingyu said loudly: "Everyone listen: Abbot Jingwu has ascended to heaven. Under the entrustment of Abbot Jingwu, Comrade Chiang Kai-shek took over as the abbot of the Golden Buddha Temple. The Golden Buddha Temple suffered a great disaster. The gods are angry, but the Lord Buddha will not tolerate it! And the culprit is the Ziyang Wudi Gang! You fake monks are also the executioners! I have photographed the scene and preserved it as evidence. I will report the case immediately and let the Public Security Bureau handle it. You guys Let everyone go to jail!"

After that, Zhu Qingyu was about to make a call.

When those fake monks saw this, they immediately plopped down on the ground and cried and begged, shouting loudly:

"Boss, please spare us, we can be either cows or horses!"

"Don't call the police, we can just sweep the floor here!"

"Yes, boss!"

Seeing their pitiful looks, Zhu Qingyu snickered: It seems that the disciples of the Invincible Gang are nothing more than this!

After a few seconds, he suddenly said seriously: "Okay, I, Zhu, will do a good deed for the time being. For the sake of Lord Buddha, I will let you become a monk at the Golden Buddha Temple, sweep the floor, fetch water, cook rice, chant sutras and send Buddhas. Lifelong atonement!”

"well!"

"If you want, we are willing!"

Zhu Qingyu said again: "Okay, you are now disciples of the Golden Buddha Temple. From now on, you are the monks of the Golden Buddha Temple. You must respect the abbot, abide by the temple rules, devote yourself to chanting Buddha's name, study martial arts diligently, and do your best to protect the safety of the abbot and the temple. .Can you do it?”

"Yes!" everyone responded in unison.

"Okay. Although you have done a lot of bad things in the past, as long as you sincerely repent, it is not too late. From now on, everything you say and do will represent the image of Buddhist disciples and the image of the Golden Buddha Temple, so you must Take care of yourself and never turn back!"

"Don't worry, boss!" The voice below was neat and loud, as if the person standing in front of them was the Buddha who saved them.

"What if the police come to inquire?" a monk asked, and other monks also asked.

"This depends on your performance. If you actively cooperate and tell everything the Invincible Gang has done, your sins can be alleviated. In addition, the new abbot intercedes for you, which shows that you have abandoned evil and embraced good, and converted Buddhism, I think I won’t pursue it any further. Do you think so, Master Jiang?” After saying that, Zhu Qingyu turned his head and looked at Old Jiang.

After listening to Zhu Qingyu's words for a long time, Lao Jiang knew that his intention was to recruit these disciples of the Invincible Gang for his own use. This was a two-win plan in today's time when the Golden Buddha Temple suffered a tragic disaster. First, there are no martial monks in the Golden Buddha Temple. After converting to Buddhism, these people will become the first generation of martial monks in the Golden Buddha Temple and will play a fundamental role in the safe development of the Golden Buddha Temple. Second, most of the disciples of these Invincible Gang are only in their teens and twenties. , are still ignorant, and even if they do evil, they probably haven’t committed a big mistake. Letting them abandon evil and do good is equivalent to saving their lives. What a merit these twenty or thirty lives are! And I have accumulated this immeasurable merit just after taking office. It is really a blessing that is difficult to obtain in dozens of lifetimes!

Therefore, when Zhu Qingyu tilted his head towards him, he was so excited that tears filled his eyes. He has believed in Buddhism and made offerings to Buddha for a long time, and he has already had good cultivation in Buddhism. He did not expect that he would finally become a Buddhist today. He raised his arms and said loudly: "Who said otherwise? You are so young, you never thought that you would be destined to meet me today! Once you enter Buddhism, you are not only my disciples, but also my children!"

After speaking, Lao Jiang walked down the steps step by step and personally helped up the monks who were lying on the ground.

"Abbot!"

"Master!"

The monks were very excited due to the infection, and all of them had tears in their eyes.

"Okay, children, go to the back hall now, and I will treat your injuries." Abbot Lao Jiang said.

Zhu Qingyu stopped the little warrior monk just now and ordered: "If you try to find those literary monks, tell them that the Golden Buddha has been delivered and Ziyang Wudi is dead."

The little monk was the least injured in the fight. His arm was probably hit by a throwing stick, but there was no fracture, just bruises.

"Obey!" The little monk hugged his fists and ran out.

Zhu Qingyu asked Ma Shaobing and Hong Zheng to carry the Golden Buddha to the Tathagata Hall at the back. The two took orders and carried the Golden Buddha up.

Zhu Qingyu believes that his mission has been completed, and morally speaking, his duty has been fulfilled. But in order to leave cleanly and without leaving any trouble, and for the sake of the monks who had just converted to Buddhism, he picked up his cell phone, dialed 110, and reported the case.

An hour later, as the siren sounded, five policemen from the Shanping County Criminal Investigation Team rushed to the Golden Buddha Temple and met the first witness, Zhu Qingyu, in the parking lot.

Zhu Qingyu reported the murder case to the police in detail, and opened the pictures and videos taken on his mobile phone for the police to watch. After the police examined the bodies of Ziyang Wudi and Zhang Xiaomao in the parking lot, Zhu Qingyu took them to the cave behind to examine the body of Abbot Jingwu. Finally, they got to know the new abbot Lao Jiang and the monks and recorded their confessions.

Abbot Lao Jiang begged the police for mercy, asking to let those young monks who were inexperienced in the world go free. Several police officers intensively studied and concluded that the Wudi Gang had been committing evil for a long time, and the police had failed to arrest them for a long time. Fortunately, Zhu Qingyu took action and was able to bring Ziyang Wudi to justice, allowing the thousand-year-old temple to survive. Judging from this catastrophe, Abbot Jingwu died at the hands of Ziyang Wudi. The other people did not cause any casualties and actively cooperated in solving the case, which was a minor crime. Therefore, at the request of the new abbot, the monks will not be held accountable for the time being. But if they were involved in previous cases, that would be a different matter.

The criminal police captain who led the team was named Jiang, and he was as big as Zhu Junji, the criminal investigation captain in the border town. He replied to Abbot Lao Jiang, and Abbot Lao Jiang expressed his deep gratitude. The literary monks who fled here came back. They first went to mourn in front of the incarnation of Abbot Jingwu, and then came back to see Abbot Chiang.

Among the literary monks, there were various managers who started working according to their respective responsibilities. Some set up the mourning hall, some cooked, and some went out to entertain guests. Everything was carried out in an orderly manner.

Captain Jiang and the other policemen drank a cup of tea and left. Before leaving, he held Zhu Qingyu's hand and shook it and said: "Mr. Zhu, this is amazing. The gang boss we have been difficult to kill for a long time was actually killed by you. It's amazing. !Hero, hero!”

Zhu Qingyu said: "Captain Jiang deserves the reward. If you encountered this kind of situation, you wouldn't take action, right?"

"That's true, that's true. But brother, be careful. The backgrounds of these gangs are quite complicated. There's no guarantee that someone won't cause trouble for you."

Zhu Qingyu laughed and said: "Don't you only have one breath to live? If anyone wants to make trouble with me, I will always be with you!"

Upon hearing this, Captain Jiang looked solemn, stood at attention with his feet, saluted Zhu Qingyu with a standard military salute, then got in the car and left. <