The Heavens: Rebirth of Xu Zhu, Recognizing His Father at the Beginning

Chapter 36 Death Will

“I have long admired Zen Master Zhiguang’s name as a Buddha in thousands of families, and now that I have seen him, his reputation is well-deserved.”

Ye Wuxin returned the gesture and said sincerely.

"The donor is too polite. A false name is like a dream. It will not bring you life or death. How can a poor monk be worthy of the name of Buddha?"

After hesitating for a moment, Ye Wuxin said slowly.

"I wonder what Zen Master thinks of Qiao Feng?"

Suddenly hearing Ye Wuxin's question, Zen Master Zhiguang was silent for a moment and sighed slowly.

"Donor Qiao has a bleak life experience and a difficult and tortuous destiny. He has committed many murders in order to find out the truth about his life experience."

"Did the donor come here because he was instructed by the donor Qiao to come to the poor monk to seek the truth?"

Ye Wuxin slowly shook his head and said meaningfully.

"No, that's not true. All my actions are based on my own conscience. Besides, I'm afraid that Qiao Feng will be here soon."

Qiao Feng and A'Zhu looked at each other and noticed a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.

"Is something big happening?"

The two of them followed the novice through the winding mountain road towards Zhiguan Temple.

Three days later, all the novices in Zhiguan Temple came down the mountain one after another, reported to the many inns in Tiantai Temple the appearance of Qiao Feng and A'Zhu after their disguise, and waited quietly for Qiao Feng's arrival.

Zen Master Zhiguang nodded slowly, with a hint of heaviness in his tone.

Late at night a few days later, Zen Master Zhiguang put his hands together.

"Then I'll trouble you, little master."

On this day, Qiao Feng and A'Zhu arrived in Tiantai County hand in hand.

"Oh, as fate would have it, the Shan family was exposed in the apricot grove that they were in possession of that person's letters, but they got themselves burned."

Ye Wuxin laughed loudly and slowly made a sign with the character "Xuan" in front of Zen Master Yu Zhiguang.

Ye Wuxin looked shocked, but felt very calm inside.

"Master, Donor Qiao and Donor Ruan are here."

"The old Zen master of Zhiguan Temple has great supernatural powers. Not to mention things within a few days, he can even calculate things five hundred years from now with just a few fingers."

"Amitabha, the great wisdom of my master, ordered the young monk to go down the mountain and invite Donor Qiao and Miss Ruan into the temple."

'Sure enough, Xiao Yuanshan was ruthless, not sparing the old, weak, women and children, and he also pushed the blame onto his own children, tsk tsk tsk'

Ye Wuxin nodded slowly.

"Amitabha, it's time to repay the sins committed in the past. If the benefactor wants to get the name of the former leader from the poor monk, then it's better to avoid it."

"Uncle Qiao, there is a master coming from Zhiguan Zen Temple in Tiantai Mountain."

Qiao Feng was shocked when he heard his last name being called.

"We just arrived here last night, how did our respected master know about it? Is it possible that he really has the ability to predict the future?"

Seeing that his identity was exposed, Qiao Feng naturally had no intention of covering it up again.

Ignoring the ignorant people who believed in Zen Master Zhiguang like a god, Qiao Feng thought for a moment and replied.

"If you have anything to say, Zen Master, just say it. You will definitely help me if I can. If it is beyond my ability, I am sorry that I can't do anything."

The shopkeeper left in a hurry, and soon a short, fat monk in his thirties entered the room, clasped his hands and bowed to Qiao Feng.

Even if he hurries slowly, he is destined to be one step slower than the murderer whom A'Zhu calls the great evil man. It is better to wait for work in leisure, which may save Zen Master Zhiguang's life.

Zhiguang clasped his hands together and spoke sincerely.

After crossing the Qiantang River, the two rested for a night in an inn.

"The donor is very polite."

After hearing this, Zen Master Zhiguang put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name.

The shopkeeper on the side interrupted.

Along the way, Qiao Feng was worried about the possible ambush in his heart, but until he arrived at the temple, no one took any action secretly.

In this way, Ye Wuxin temporarily stayed in the Zhiguan Temple. He would enjoy the scenery in the Tiantai Mountain Road on weekdays and discuss Buddhism with Zhiguang from time to time.

"After I pass away, if Donor Qiao loses his temper and goes on a killing spree, please do your best to stop him so as not to hurt innocent people and add another layer to my sins."

After Ye Wuxin left, Zen Master Zhiguang sighed deeply and silently recited the scriptures of the past for the deceased members of the Shan family.

"Amitabha, Nangong's benefactor has a profound Buddha nature and is proficient in Zen techniques, which makes the poor monks admire him quite a lot."

Seeing this, Zen Master Zhiguang's pupils shrank and he looked at him in disbelief.

"More than thirty members of the Iron-faced Shan family were all killed, and no one survived. Even Shan's mansion was set on fire and burned to the ground."

"Amitabha, since the benefactor has such a kind heart, the poor monk is extremely grateful. He has troubled the benefactor to keep the secret. The good deeds of Qiao Gang leader will be shouldered by the poor monk."

A trace of curiosity flashed across Qiao Feng's face.

"The master from Zhiguan Temple said that Uncle Qiao's figure and appearance are quite right."

"The Zen master's ambition is deeply admirable. I want to bother you here for several days. Please don't despise me if you want to visit our temple."

"Don't worry, Zen Master. I'm not here to talk nonsense, but to try to get Qiao Feng to give up his grudges and return to the mountains and forests."

Just as the two were exchanging business blows, a young novice monk hurriedly walked in and said something to Zen Master Zhiguang.

"Donor, you."

Early in the morning, just as they were preparing to visit Zen Master Zhiguang, the innkeeper hurried to Qiao Feng and A'Zhu.

"Amitabha, Nangong almsgiver, I want to ask you to do something for me."

"It's a matter of course. Why does the Zen Master need to be so polite? It's late at night, so I'll take my leave first."

"Okay, please invite him in."

I once casually told the shopkeeper that my last name was Guan, how could others know my last name?

"Why did you call me Uncle Qiao?"

Seeing Zhiguang's reaction, Ye Wuxin immediately understood that the Shan family had been wiped out, and even their home was burned to ashes.

Zen Master Zhiguang looked calm and became more determined in his thoughts.

Ye Wuxin's natural talent is quite good, plus Xu Zhu's excellent memory, more than twenty years of knowledge of Buddhism and Zen interpretations of Buddhist scriptures by eminent monks of all ages, he can get along well with each other by asking questions and answering questions.

Zen Master Zhiguang's expression changed, he clasped his hands together and silently recited Buddhist scriptures.

Zen Master Zhiguang’s words contained a hint of insight into life and death in the world of mortals, and he was obviously determined to hide the truth even to the death.

As soon as these words came out, Zen Master Zhiguang's rather shocked expression slowly calmed down.

"I can't bear the Zen Master's praise. I just read more Buddhist scriptures. How can I be as knowledgeable and knowledgeable as the Master?"

In front of Zhiguan Temple, the novice monk shouted.

Along the way, the two of them traveled around the mountains and rivers. If he hadn't still been worried about the mystery of his life experience, it would have been a leisurely trip.

"Amitabha, when a distinguished guest arrives, I would be rude and rude to welcome you from afar."

Zen Master Zhiguang appeared in front of the door, clasped his hands and bowed to Qiao Feng.

After seeing that Zhiguang was safe and sound, Qiao Feng breathed a sigh of relief and returned the favor.

"Qiao is deeply uneasy about disturbing the master's Qing practice."

(End of chapter)