Everyone owes me a favor

Hanshan Temple's ceremony today ended with a clear sound of wooden fish knocking.

In a quarter of an hour.Sitting kneeling on the futon in the abbot's Zen room, with lowered eyebrows and eyes, there is a "Phase of All Beings" placed on the right hand side.

The wooden sword has no edge, but there is an awe-inspiring aura on it, and the head of the precepts academy, Jing Yan, frowned.

He really wanted to question Ruyi, why did the "sentient beings" become more murderous not long after leaving the temple?Did he commit murder again?How did you get this long hair?

However, the words were turned upside down in his mouth several times, and he just didn't dare to ask.

These years, Ruyi, the guardian of the temple, lived like a wolf living alone.

No matter how much the monks love sentient beings, they still can't help but mutter about a wolf kept in the courtyard and who has never been able to understand his mind.

To put it bluntly, even if Jing Yan is the head of the Discipline Academy, he is a little timid about him, and the "all beings" around him.

In the entire temple, the only one who can treat this alien with a normal heart is Abbot Jing Yuan.

Abbot Jing Yuan has passed the age of seventy, his beard and beard are snow white, but his eyes are clear and bright without any cloudiness.

He just took off the golden and red cassock he used for blessing, and put on a simple light gray monk robe. He doesn't look like an eminent monk, but rather a kind old neighbor.

He praised: "Ruyi, you are outside and you have done a good job."

Ruyi bowed his head, calmed down, and remained silent.

Abbot Jingyuan also said: "Over the years, Mr. Duanrong has often exchanged letters with Hanshan Temple, so he is not a stranger. It doesn't matter if he and Mr. Yunzhong stay here for a longer time."

Ruyi nodded: "Yes. There is one more thing."

As he spoke, he raised his hand to cover his heart and stroked it.

...... The blue pattern branded by the test emotion jade has been too presumptuous recently, it is not very obvious in the daytime, but at night, as long as you think of Feng Ruyu, it is so bright that it can almost be used as a lamp.

Ruyi put his hand down.

He would not talk about this matter in detail with the abbot, but only with his stepfather.

As a result, last time, he made a mistake and poured out his heart to Feng Rugu.Ruyi suffered a big loss, but calmed down, and decided to keep this matter well in his heart, never mentioning it to others, and only waited for Lin Xuejing to be found to break the spell.

At that time, the name "Feng Rugu" will not stir up trouble in his heart from time to time.

Abbot Jing Yuan stared at his lips attentively: "What?"

Ruyi slightly raised his voice: "It's nothing. It's just..."

He didn't speak any more, just untied the high ponytail, draped it over his shoulders, and pointed out to Abbot Jing Yuan.

Abbot Jing Yuan has lived to this age, his teeth are still good, his eyes are not blurry, and his mind is clear. He is a blessing for a long life.

The only problem is that his ears are not very good.

Therefore, when Ruyi communicates with him, he often compresses his words to a minimum.

Abbot Jing Yuan quickly understood his intention, said "Oh" and smiled gently: "Ru Yi wants to re-shave?"

Seeing that Ruyi took the initiative to bring up this matter, Elder Jing Yan, who was shut up at the side, regained his spirit and sang a Buddha's name.

Ruyi was partially attracted by his voice and glanced at him.

This unemotional glance made the eminent monk who is the most dignified in the whole temple feel guilty, and hurriedly said: "Ruyi, you are obsessed with 'figure'. Everything you have is false, whether you are shaved or not. It will not affect a pious heart."

While speaking, Elder Jingyan felt a little joy from the bottom of his heart.

Now that Ruyi has grown hair, it is more suitable for his status as a "layman"!

"Layman" is not considered a serious monk, and it would be even better if he could be separated from Hanshan Temple a little bit!

One must know that because of him, Hanshan Temple has been well-known in recent years, but it has been mixed.

It's too much for a good place for cultivation to offer a fierce god.

Elder Jingyan has always deliberately driven Ruyi away, but the abbot always protects him. In addition, the world is not completely peaceful now, and there are always demons running around doing evil. This person has protected Hanshan Temple more than once, but he has eliminated evil. In terms of kindness, he is even more kind to Hanshan Temple.

It's just that the quiet place of Buddhism really cannot accommodate a person who is contaminated with killing karma, let alone let him be a model for all monks.

If you can take this opportunity to send him out smoothly...

Elder Jingyan was thinking about it, but the abbot said, "Yes."

Elder Jing Yan panicked, turned to look at the abbot, and coughed lowly.

Then, with despair, he realized that the abbot couldn't hear.

Abbot Jing Yuan squeezed the cork Buddhist beads in his hands, and continued on: "Shaving is to bid farewell to the past, to forget the past, to cut off the three thousand threads of troubles, and to cut off the bondage of the world. When you were 13 years old, you went to Hanshan Temple. I have nothing to worry about, so it is up to me to allow you to enter the temple for shaving and practice Buddhism. Now you are going to shave again, and you ask your heart, can you be allowed to break the world again?"

Ruyi was silent.

Abbot Jing Yuan smiled tolerantly: "Go back and think about this question. There is no need to rush to answer."

Ru Yi hid the blue swastika pattern on his chest, suspicious that the abbot's eyes, which had read all over the world but were still as clear as water, had penetrated his monk's robe and seen his heart.

He got up to say goodbye.

After he left, Jing Yan said regretfully, "Abbot!"

Abbot Jing Yuan said slowly, "Huh?"

Jing Yan: "Since ten years ago, he has been inseparable from the world! He worships and serves the Buddha not because he sincerely respects the Buddha, but because he wants to pray for his adoptive father!"

The mortal fate grew in his heart, which cannot be cut off or erased. Since ten years ago, the weeds and turnips in his heart have grown into a towering tree instead of being pulled out.

"Not busy, not busy." Abbot Jing Yuan said softly, "Let him make his own decision."

Jing Yan was terrified, and anxiously said: "If he still plans to stay in Hanshan Temple, what should he do?"

Abbot Jing Yuan said: "Then let's stay. Ruyi is a good boy who is a bit fierce, his heart is very soft, but he just refuses to show it in front of others."

Jing Yan also wanted to persuade Abbot Jing Yuan: "Abbot, you—"

Abbot Jing Yuan simply turned his back, shook his head childishly and said, "I can't hear you, I can't hear you."

Jing Yan: "..."

He sighed deeply.

That's all, Amitabha.

……

For example, after retying up my hair, I looked at a nearby stream and found that my long hair really didn't match the monk's robes. My appearance was not in line with the temple regulations, and I inevitably set a bad example for those lay disciples.

Thinking of this, he found a secluded place, changed out of his monk's robes, and put on loose plain clothes, and then walked to his clean and remote monk's house, thinking as he walked, Feng Ruyu, who is so spoiled and spoiled, , When I arrived at Hanshan Temple, I must have clamored to try vegetarian food.

I will never indulge him, just cook two or three simple vegetarian dishes, and he will never satisfy other requirements.

Thinking this way, he turned around a field of flowers, but stopped.

...He saw Feng Rugu who was holding the cat, and the little prince in front of him who was dressed in black and had a sword in his eyes.

……

There were two or three blades of grass hanging on Feng Rugu's hair, and his cheeks were slightly sweaty. Just now when he bent down to call out "Mimimi", a strand of his hair was scraped by a bush and fell to his temples.

Compared with Liu Yuanqiong, who is neat and clean, his appearance can be called messy.

But Feng Ruyu never felt ashamed of himself.

Even if he had nothing and had the face to do so, he still won.

Feng Rugu hugged the little gray cat, and greeted him generously: "Thank you, I'm fine."

After all, Feng Ruyuan thought about it, there was no other pleasantries to say to him, he held the kitten in his arms, lest it would pick a gap and run away again, turned around and wanted to leave.

Liu Yuanqiong said coolly behind him: "Your nobleman in Yunzhong forgets a lot, I'm afraid he doesn't remember who I am?"

Feng Rugu turned around strangely: "Aren't you Liu Yuanqiong?"

"I thought Yun Zhongjun would pretend to be stupid."

Liu Yuanqiong smiled, revealing a mouthful of beautiful white teeth.

He took a step forward: "Since Lord Yunzhong just happened to come to the temple, why don't you go and offer incense to my elder brother?"

This sentence reminded Feng Rugu, and he suddenly realized: "Ah, the seven-day lecture is for..."

Liu Yuanqiong nodded: "My brother's prayers are at Hanshan Temple."

Feng Ruyu said loudly: "That's very good. I wish Zao ascended to bliss, ride a crane to the west, and reincarnate as soon as possible."

Liu Yuanqiong: "..."

Ruyi who was listening: "..."

Feng Rugu hugged the cat and was about to leave again, but Liu Yuanqiong flashed in front of him, Hengjian stopped him, his tone was not very good: "...stop!"

Feng Rugu looked at him with interest: "Why are you poking this fire stick in front of me?"

Sensing Feng Ruyuan's mocking eyes, Liu Yuanqiong was instinctively frightened, and retracted his sword three points.

Playing a sword in front of Feng Rugu is indeed suspected of playing with an axe.

Even though the Taoist sect no longer likes the existence of the old seal, they have to admit this fact with their noses pinched.

After realizing his evasion and retreat, Liu Yuanqiong was angry again, his face was so cold that a layer of frost could be scraped off: "What happened back then, don't pretend to be stupid."

"I never pretend to be stupid." Feng Rugu said proudly, "I'm smart."

Liu Yuanqiong has been burning with a dark fire in his heart for many years and cannot let it go. Now that he sees Feng Rugu, he thinks that he will feel guilty, and he left because he dared not face it. The expression on his face was indifferent, even the kitten in his arms had the same expression, squinting at him, which made people's hearts suddenly ignite.

Liu Yuanqiong sneered again and again: "It's not pretending to be stupid, it's cold-blooded and ruthless. You can even forget my brother's death because of you. All these years, you have carried my brother's life. How can you sleep at night and dream back at midnight? Haven't you ever felt the slightest bit of guilt?"

Feng Rugu wondered: "You think highly of your elder brother, don't you? He died because of Ding You. I can't rest easy. What does it have to do with him?"

Liu Yuanqiong said angrily: "My elder brother's momentary slip of words was just to offend you, so you will die without saving him! You can obviously..."

Feng Ruyu was extremely calm: "You are absolutely right, I can obviously do it, but I don't."

Liu Yuanqiong was almost killed by Feng Ruyuan on the spot, his thin face was flushed red, and he said five or six words "good" in succession, his hand was already on the scabbard, and just about to make trouble, one hand closed and rested on it. On the back of his hand that was eager to draw the sword, he didn't use any force, but held it vaguely: "The land of Buddhism, on the day of praying, Second Young Master Liu wants to wield a sword and a gun. I won't stop him, but—"

As he said that, Feng Ruyuan approached him, lowered his voice and asked, "Why do you treat me like this?"

Liu Yuanqiong burst into anger: "My brother——"

"I'm not talking about your brother. Just you."

Feng Rugu's eyes are slightly turned up, his lips are thin, and there is a small mole on the tip of his nose. The combination of such facial features, no matter what kind of expression he makes, has a bright radiance.

But what he said made Ruyi and Liu Yuanqiong tremble: "...you still owe me three pieces of meat."

Ruyi's heart twitched violently.

Before, when he saw the clusters of scars under Feng Rugu's lotus tattoo, Ruyi thought it was the evil karma of the demons headed by Ding You when he fell into the "relict world".

Feng Ruyu didn't want to explain, and he didn't think about it any further.

But now, after understanding the meaning of Feng Rugu's words, Ruyi's heart seemed to be pinched suddenly by an invisible giant hand, the pain caused him to bend down slightly, and put his hands on his thighs.

He just maintained such a posture, heartbroken, but at a loss.

Liu Yuanqiong over there was also stunned.

Feng Rugu said with a smile: "What? Do you think that if you lie there with your eyes closed and your feet kicked, Ding You won't trade your life for my flesh?"

Feng Ruyuan took a step closer and touched the lower part of his left chest with his fingertips.

Liu Yuanqiong's scalp shivered, and he felt a tingling and itching where Feng Ruyuan's fingers touched, as if being lightly poked by a needle.

"……here."

Feng Ruyuan's index finger moved down, touching his lower left abdomen: "Here."

He casually glanced at Liu Yuanqiong's left arm, and lightly drew a circle on it: "There is still here."

Liu Yuanqiong's hair stood on end when he touched him.On the one hand, he fantasized about the scene when his flesh and blood were separated from his own body, and he didn't feel the creeps; humiliated.

"Now you are not seriously injured and dying, and you have not lost your limbs." Feng Ruzhi ended this superficial contact, and withdrew his hand, "You should pay off this debt first, and then come and count your brother with me."

A 24-year-old young man, how can he bear such a provocation, Liu Yuanqiong's face turned from white to red, and when it turned livid, he couldn't bear it anymore, and he drew his sword loudly: "Repay it! I—"

Ru Yi managed to relieve the discomfort in his chest, seeing that this man wanted to draw his sword, he couldn't help frowning.

He turned out from the dark, grabbed his wrist, twisted his backhand, and took his sword in his hand, twisted his arm casually, pushed forward, and took advantage of the situation to protect Feng Rugu's body: " In the land of Buddhism, don't use weapons at will."

Liu Yuanqiong was already on the verge of dying of anger, and now he saw someone jumping out to protect Feng Ruyuan, handsome and tall, and he matched Feng Ruyuan's appearance, and the intention of protecting Feng Ruyuan was beyond words, so he had a guess, and said in a sharp tone: " I heard that Fengling's wind of cutting sleeves is prevalent, everyone is like this, now it seems that it really deserves its reputation!"

Feng Ruyuan was very calm, because Liu Yuanqiong was right.

His master and wife are Duanxiu, who is well-known in the whole Taoist sect. Feng Ruyuan is very proud of being able to treat Duanxiu so impressively, and is not at all ashamed of it.

Ru Yi was so confused that he almost wanted to immediately question Feng Rugu about various things in the "Leaving World". Hearing Liu Yuanqiong's arrangement of their relationship, he didn't want to pursue it. Feng Ruyu said concisely: "Let's go."

Liu Yuanqiong thought that Ruyi was afraid of him, so he couldn't help making an inch, and straightened his back even more: "Hey, you little boy over there!"

Ruyi gave him a cold look.

He has always hated people judging his appearance.

However, he just returned to Hanshan Temple today, and he didn't want to provoke the distinguished guests of Hanshan Temple.

He knew from Ruwei that Mr. Xuanji's name was Liu Yu, and he was an old friend of Abbot Jing Yuan. This Mr. Liu might be the son of Mr. Xuanji.

The abbot treated him like his own grandson, and he also knew that the abbot cared for him, and he really didn't want to treat his old friend's son...

On the other side, Liu Yuanqiong saw that the two of them didn't dare to talk back, so he felt that he had exposed their scandal, so he simply sneered even more viciously: "The person next to you is unpopular! Such a person, he But I won't show any sincerity to you at all! You'd better stop being sentimental, go find someone earlier—"

Before he finished speaking, a gust of wind came, and a scabbard slapped Liu Yuanqiong's face.

Liu Yuanqiong got a heavy mouth, was blown away, and plunged into the nearby bushes.

Ruyi clenched the hilt of the sword of "All Beings", retracted the sheath and turned around, and said to Feng Rugu again: "Let's go."

With a cold face, he grabbed the wrist of Feng Ruyuan who was poking his head and wanting to watch the fun, and shook it vigorously, thinking, talking nonsense.