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That day, not long after Mrs. Liu was taken away by Mr. Ji, a monk with a shackles went out for alms.He became a monk in the lower courtyard of Baima Temple, and there is another family next to this temple.

He came to the family next to the temple. The hostess of the house was selling dolls and puppets. The neighbors felt scared and drove their mother and son to live in a remote place near the temple.

This woman has no martial arts skills, and she has a child with her, so Shuji often comes here for alms, in order to take care of their mother and child, so that the orphan and widow mother will not be bullied.

Unexpectedly, when I knocked on the door this time, no one came to open it for a long time.Shu Ji looked at the ground in front of the door, the weeds were lying on the ground, and the footprints were messy. He became suspicious, climbed into the courtyard wall, and saw a child fainted on the ground, he quickly stepped forward to help him up, pinched him, the child finally woke up, Lao Gao, whose face was swollen on the right, burst into tears as soon as he saw him, and clung to his hand.

Shu Ji has an explosive temper, and he was afraid of frightening the child, so he could only restrain himself and asked, "Good boy, don't cry, where's your mother?"

Shu Ji cried, "My mother has been taken away."

"Amitabha, how can this be reasonable, who was taken away?"

"I don't know, some fierce people came to the house just now, beat my mother, beat me, and took my mother away."

Shuji coaxed him to stay in the yard, turned over and went out of the yard, and chased after the footsteps and ruts on the ground. After running for two hours, his legs were sore and his breath was like needle pricks. , and still no trace.

He had no choice but to come back dejectedly, but he didn't know that Huzi was nowhere to be seen in the farmyard.

Shocked, Shu Ji rummaged around the house and saw Hu Zi in the vegetable field.

Huzi squatted on the ground, pulled out a bunch of edamame, heard footsteps, turned around and asked, "Master, where is my mother?"

Shu Ji lowered his head and picked him up: "I didn't find it, I'll look for it tomorrow. It's dangerous for you to stay here alone, follow me back to the temple first."

Shu Ji took Hu Zi back to the temple, reported the matter to the abbot, and settled Hu Zi temporarily.

He asked other temples, and they all said that he had never seen Mrs. Liu.After searching for several months in a row, there was still no one.

Shu Ji returned to the temple on this day, usually at this time, he would either beg outside for alms or inquire about news, but this day was earlier than usual, because he promised Huzi to come back to the temple earlier to accompany him.

Huzi ate little these days, didn't sleep well, and his expression was always in a trance. Shuji thought he was missing his mother, so he comforted him, but Huzi started crying again, shouting that he wanted to go home.

After a few words of persuasion from Shu Ji, Huzi stopped making trouble after crying enough, but begged him to come back sooner.

Shu Ji carried the pea cake in his hand and walked towards Hu Zi's wing.Usually there should be some little monks sweeping here, but at this time it was very quiet, suddenly there was a cry for help from the side room, it was the voice of a tiger, Shu Ji was startled, and hurriedly ran wildly, after that sound, there was no more sound, calling him Very uneasy.

Pushing away the side room abruptly, Shu Ji almost bumped into someone.This man is his uncle, named Dazhi.Da Zhi suddenly saw Shu Ji, panicked, pushed him away and ran away.Shu Ji took a look into the wing room, his eyes burst open, and he lost his voice in shock!

He no longer cared about Da Zhi, rushed into the wing room and picked up the tiger.The child's lower body was naked, his body was bruised and dirty, and there was a strangle mark on his neck. His body was soft and soft, and his chest no longer rose or fell.

Shu Ji was in pain and hatred, recalling Da Zhi, putting on pants for Hu Zi, and rushing out with his body in his arms.Na Dazhi had already hid in the yard, when he saw Shu Ji rushing in, he brazenly pretended nothing happened.

But Shuji didn't talk nonsense with him at all, put down Huzi's body, raised his fist and hit him, the monks all around rushed up to stop him, and greeted him with fists and feet, he ignored him at all, just grabbed Dazhi's clothes, He pressed under his body, punching to the flesh.This Dazhi's martial arts is not good, and he has not tempered his body, but he is running rampant in the temple because of his seniority.

He was beaten until he wept bitterly, screamed, Shu Ji couldn't hear a word, his heart was filled with agitated resentment and remorse, his eyes were red, his blood was hot, and he just wanted to beat this beast to death.

In the end, the host arrived and pulled him away forcibly.

Shu Ji was bound hands and feet, and knelt in front of the Arhat Hall. He was much more awake, remembering Huzi's death, and wept bitterly.His master, monk Daqing, spoke for him in front of the abbot, and asked him what happened.

Shu Ji then told everything about Hu Zi.

When the abbot and the others heard the words, they all lowered their faces and glanced at Dazhi, who was beaten up with bruises and swollen face, and he continued to argue to himself.Shuji quarreled with him, and Na Dazhi was frightened out of his wits. Seeing his ferocious appearance, he shrank his neck.

The abbot said: "Amitabha, this old monk will definitely investigate this matter and return Benefactor Liu justice. Shuji, you are wrong to hurt others, and it is even more disrespectful if you commit crimes below, so you should be imprisoned first."

Shu Ji was imprisoned in the cell of the monastery, and his master Da Qing came to see him, comforting him and presiding over him would definitely give him justice.Shu Ji believed it was true, so he stopped causing trouble, and only asked his master to bury Huzi's body.

At night, he was a little worried again.He brought the tiger son to the temple, so he should take him out for burial.He sneaked out of the cell, took advantage of the night, and came to the gate of Master Daqing's courtyard.

At this moment, voices came from the courtyard, Shu Ji quickly held his breath and hid aside.

Inside was a little novice's voice: "Master Daqing, where is this child buried?"

"Find a place in the back mountain and bury it casually."

"But...Senior Brother Shuji said, this child is very pitiful, please give him a proper burial..."

Da Qing's voice became serious: "Amitabha, Shuji is still young and not sensible. Go and bury this corpse, don't ask so many questions."

The little novice had no choice but to respond, and carried the child out of the courtyard.Shu Ji quietly followed behind him, feeling as if he had knocked over the five-flavored bottle in his heart, and felt very uncomfortable.

He didn't expect that the master, who usually talks about Buddha, Bodhisattva and compassion, turned out to be so indifferent.Are you still young and ignorant?It seems that he is very disapproving of what he has done.

Shu Ji's heart seemed to be pierced by a cold sword, not only painful, but also cold.

The little novice came to the back mountain, picked up a shovel and dug a hole, picked up the tiger's body, put it in the hole, sighed again, and shook his head: "My child, I hope you will be reborn in the next life, don't let me die." Be a boy again, let alone meet someone like Uncle Dazhi. Sigh!"

He buried the hole and walked away with the shovel on his shoulder.

Shu Ji stepped forward and dug the hole. Huzi didn't even use a coffin, he just wrapped it in a piece of fine cloth.Shu Ji carried him out, turned and left.

At this time, Mrs. Liu escaped back, and Shu Ji returned Hu Zi's body to her, and promised that she would definitely seek justice for Hu Zi.Mrs. Liu couldn't hear it, she was out of breath from crying, and she was a little unconscious.

Not long after Shu Ji escaped from the cell, the host and others received the news, searched around the monastery with torches, and sent people to the town to report. A letter was left, which stated that if he could not get a justice within three days, he would go to the upper court of Baima Temple to file a complaint.

It's okay, it's like stabbing a hornet's nest, the host immediately sent more people, searched around, and finally caught Shuji when he went to the town to buy water, took him back to the temple, beat him half to death, and put him in prison.

This test lasted for more than half a year, and the matter of Huzi was not mentioned anymore, Dazhi still ran amok, and sent people to the prison to torture Shuji from time to time.

On New Year's Eve, the cell was neglected, and Shu Ji finally found a chance to escape again.

At this time, he was quite different from what he was half a year ago. After being tortured in prison for a long time, he looked very haggard, with a beard all over his face, skinny, and his body was full of scars.

He has made up his mind to go to the upper court of Baima Temple to sue.The upper court was far away in the north, and he stole the farm's donkey at night, and rode it all the way to the north.When he escaped, he took nothing with him and was penniless. He could only barely eat by digging wild vegetables and sweet potatoes, and he had to avoid the pursuers sent by the monastery. He suffered a lot along the way.

Fortunately, the monastery did not have all-hands and eyes, and when they reached the northern border, they could no longer send pursuers.Shu Ji begged for some food, and rushed to the Upper Court just like that.

When he arrived at the upper courtyard, he handed over the ultimatum to the visiting monk at the door, and invited the abbot to see him.The guest monk glanced at the dharma name on the ultimatum, and immediately called a group of monks to surround him.

Shu Ji was taken aback, Zhike Monk said: "Fuxi Lower Court sent someone to send news that you, a vicious person, have committed crimes against your superiors, picked quarrels and provoked troubles, and even violated the commandment to kill!"

Shu Ji asked, "What precept have I committed to kill?"

"That farmer's child is called Huzi. Didn't you kill him? You killed someone and pushed it on the head of the uncle. Amitabha, if the Buddha is inspired, he should send down a thunderbolt to kill you!" Villains!"

Shuji was taken to the Discipline Academy, and he defended himself, but no one believed him.He clamored to see the master abbot again, but the master abbot couldn't meet him as soon as he said he would.

Shuji wanted to escape, but the monks in the upper court were all first-class fighters, they beat him to the ground, and he had no choice but to catch him without a fight.

He was imprisoned, originally hoping that Master Abbot would think of him, or that some kind-hearted person would mention him to Master Abbot.But half a year passed, a year passed, and two years passed. He was imprisoned in the dungeon until grass grew on his beard and cobwebs covered his clothes. Except for those who came to deliver meals every day, everyone seemed to have forgotten him.

When he was in a desperate situation, he began to wonder, began to doubt, maybe he never came to the north, the tiger didn't die, nothing happened, it was just his own wild imagination, and he had a dream. When he woke up tomorrow, he still Staying in the wing room of Fuxi Lower Courtyard, meditating and chanting scriptures every day, carrying water and chopping firewood.

The North is cold, and the cells in the North are colder.He was so cold that his bones ached, so he could only practice exercises every day, changing tricks and practicing the mental formulas upside down.He was not afraid of going mad, he wished he could go mad quickly, and dying like this was better than living in despair, his bones and flesh were rotten and smelly, but he still held his breath and lived humblely.