I don't know the four people in the cave.

But there is no doubt that the person in front of him was a monk, or once a monk.

A monk who follows someone to steal the Buddha's head can be said to be a traitor and bully his master and destroy his ancestors. This situation can easily ignite the anger of others.

I exhaled and wanted to deal with this matter calmly.

I tried it first, and found that I couldn't touch these people, so I could only find another way.

It is obviously inappropriate to kill someone for this.

Then, it is the best way to confirm their traces and call the police through Chen Yihan after the dream is over.

As I thought about this, they started talking again.

It was the monk who spoke.

He sat directly on the ground, facing a Buddha statue, which seemed to be discussing Zen, or chatting, and spoke like this.

"Senior, I am not a great good man, but I am not a bad man. I will definitely do it after I promise you to do good things after you go out. As for you, just say hello, and you can use my place, just speak."

In the faint light, he showed an unfathomable smile.

"I visited the temple here before and heard a monk telling some interesting stories. The things about the seniors are touching. However, so many years have passed, and the people here don't remember you anymore. Everyone remembers you, and everyone has their own thoughts. Why do you have to guard the people here stupidly? I heard that your corpses were not cleaned up in the end. They carved Buddha statues for you, but they didn't carve them all, and many people were leaked... The last few carved were not very dedicated. It may be because of lack of energy. He said that the stonemason died before carving, and the stonemason's son was unwilling to take over..."

I was stunned when I heard this.

Did that relative of An Yu tell him?

The monk touched his chin and smiled, "I have such a little skill. Let me tell you, I can't blame them for this matter. At that time, it should have been a famine or a plague, not this Qing Tea House. You bless Qing Tea House, Qing Tea House has always been a fair person. It was other places, natural disasters, and there were so many refugees... No matter how good Qing Tea House is, it cannot feed so many refugees who come in at once. The living people are almost dead, who still thinks about the dead? As for people, most people think about themselves, the people they care about are alive, and the others are all clouds. The seniors must have thought so too?"

He said to himself that except for the bandit-like man holding his arms without saying a word, the other two were studying the Buddha's head and secretly glanced at him. When they looked at each other, they would wink at him, suggesting that there was something wrong with the monk's mind.

The monk smiled.

"You are all great people and great people. But, being a pure great people and great people is too tiring. Look at what you did. Bless the weather here so that everyone here can be reincarnated immediately after death. There are no ghosts or monsters... The seniors should have discovered it over the years, right? The world is changing, it has changed a lot! How long can you last? Look, what did the people here do after you were discovered? If it weren't for the fact that a few old experts from the Cultural Relics Bureau did not have much ability, the two tea shops here would have to borrow your name and sell Buddha tea! Hahaha! Selling Buddha tea, they can think of it! You must know? They all want to make tea trees on top of your heads and make gimmicks!"

The bandit-inspired man reminded him to whisper.

The monk smiled and must be.

I just felt chill all over.

Suddenly I heard a little noise from above, and when I looked up, I saw a figure.

I floated above the cave and saw a familiar person. I thought for a while before I recognized him.

This person is the old tea farmer Zhou Xihai I have met in the archive video.

He did not want to escape, but looked around with a nervous look on his face.

This is a sight to see the wind!

No, this is an internal thief!

I felt itchy teeth again.

Zhou Sihai is much older than in the video and ages abnormally. Now he has no such simplicity as an old farmer, and his more cunning face.

I heard the movements below and ignored Zhou Sihai and fell into the cave again.

The monk was still talking.

"...Look, this matter is so chaotic... You stood up and saved the people of Yu County. Even if you are grateful to you, they are also secretly carving stone statues, and they are not finished yet. They are afraid of you. They are afraid of you. Otherwise, when the dynasty changes, why don't you say this? Why don't you offer it to you? They are afraid of you, thinking of using this mountain to conquer you and lock you up." He suddenly sighed, "You are kind-hearted and have been here for so long... You are also stopping that fight?"

I was a little surprised.

The monk continued, "I've inquired. Two tea shops started fighting, people died, fired, and committed suicide... Well, she couldn't be considered innocent in that year. If the tea shop is good, she will have better days. This is called a vested interest. Oh, it's too far."

He raised his lips, "That big thing has disappeared silently. What have you done?"

There seemed to be a thunder in my mind.

This monk's statement makes a lot of sense.

A fight broke out between the two tea shops, and several people died. Even as the managers of the two shops said, this was an accident caused by the tea farmers' failure after the incident, after experiencing such a thing, it was only a few decades that the previous generation had not yet died, so they could live peacefully and peacefully?

If it weren't for the heads of these two shops who had special means and had scheming and did anything in the aftermath work, it could only be the supernatural power... These monks did some incredible things.

It seems that the former is more logical, but if the two tea shops really had such talents at that time, how could there be a fight?

"And what is the real reason for that fight?" the monk said softly, "I checked it. At that time point, a land survey will be conducted here. Tea gardens and tea mountains are unevenly distributed, right?"

I looked at the Buddha statues quietly.

I don’t know if it’s my illusion, but the expressions on the faces of these Buddha statues seem to have undergone subtle changes.

"The tea trees you gave here have become a disaster. Of course, it is not your fault. Without tea trees, there may still be a fight for land grabbing during the land survey." The monk's smile deepened, "No, it is not 'possible', it is 'necessity'. They depend on this land to survive on the tea garden. From many years ago, from the time you gave them help and died for them, the people here have become borers, disgusting, incompetent, and treacherous borers. You have been here for so many years before the people here can survive to this day... Go and see other places, similar towns, similar tea supply places, which one uses the model of family workshops, tea shops and tea farmers to survive to the present era?"

The monk restrained his smile, and his smile became lighter and unfathomable again. "The most important thing is, now, on this planet, which land is no ghost? Dear seniors, it is really a loss to this world to spend time and your strength here. People who really need you to save, who live in the heat of water, look at the world. Over the years, you have done enough for this place. It is time to carry out your true practice. You said, right?"

With the monk's last question, it seemed that monks recited Buddhist scriptures together in the cave.

The monk's expression immediately became solemn. He sat cross-legged, folded his hands together, and recited the Buddha's name.

Almost at this moment, I saw a faint golden shadow floating into the monk's body, and a black gray shadow floated out from the monk's head.

My eyes couldn't help but float upwards along the gray shadow.
Chapter completed!