Volume 10 The Dust-Covered Mystery Chapter 886 Two Months (Part 1)

As time goes by, Shaolin is now inevitable, from a martial arts master who was once extraordinary and far away from the world to a tourist holy place today. Although the times are like this, it is indeed impossible to rule out artificial factors. However, Shaolin that is open to the outside world can only be said to be a Shaolin outside. The real Shaolin has completely disappeared from people's sight since the day it opened to the outside world.

Since its founding, the real Shaolin lineage moved into the deeper mountains, but it was still unavoidable to be disturbed by curious tourists from time to time. Finally, it moved back to Shaolin Temple, and a section was marked behind the temple and lived a semi-seclusion life. The section of the section was not open to the public, and no tourists were allowed to enter here, and even the Shaolin monks were not allowed to enter or easily. This place gradually became a temple in a temple, preserving the purest traditional lineage of Shaolin. It also preserved the real Shaolin ancient martial arts.

The little shaman led the sky into a small courtyard in this area, but the courtyard was only on the periphery. Tianxing followed the monk through several intricate and complex meditation rooms. The courtyard was backward and finally came to a row of ancient meditation rooms. This row of wooden meditation rooms could not see the product of the era, but it was estimated that it should have a history of at least hundreds of years or even longer. The square buildings seemed to symbolize that people should be square and upright, and the red bricks and blue tiles all exude the vicissitudes of vicissitudes and quaintness. There were no carvings or murals here, only clean, quaint, purity, and simplicity.

The little monk walked to a separate Zen room and knocked on the door gently. The row of broken and old wooden doors also had no carvings. Just two large wooden boards were put together and it was the door. There were no windows on both sides, and I don’t know if these monks didn’t need to breathe.

The little monk knocked on the door a few times and spoke respectfully: "Master, the guest is here."

This was the first time the little monk spoke. His voice sounded a bit thick, probably because he had entered puberty. This voice alone contrasted with his slightly tender face.

After the little monk finished speaking, he continued to stand outside the door with his palms in his arms, his eyes slightly closed, as if the old monk had entered into meditation.

A moment later, an old and thick voice came out through the door. The sound seemed to have some magic power, making people feel calm and peaceful just by listening. He only heard him say slowly: "What should be here can't escape. Come in."

The little monk nodded slightly, gently pushed open the door, then bent down and turned to one side, indicating that Tianxing could enter. The moment the door opened, a very strong smell of sandalwood came out of the room. If people who were not used to it just had to stand at the door, they would start to feel blocked and stuffy.

Tianxing glanced at the little monk and stepped into the house. After Tian walked into the house, the little monk carefully closed the door, and then continued to guard outside the door and recite silently **.

This is a small room, only more than twenty square meters, with only one bed, a bookcase full of scriptures, an ancient wardrobe, and a large incense burner on the ground in the middle. It is so simple that it is obvious at a glance. You can even describe this room as a bare wall. The four walls of the house are not decorated, and the walls on all sides are yellowed by sandalwood for years. There are no windows in the room, only a breath window is open above the head. The breath window is only a piece of glass, and this piece of glass is probably the most modern thing in this room.

Directly opposite Tianxing, an old monk wearing a yellow monk's uniform and a cassock, about sixty and seventy years old, was sitting cross-legged on the bed, with his eyes closed, his hands hugging in front of his abdomen, and a string of Buddhist beads were squeezing out of the large incense burner in front of the bed, and a strong smell of sandalwood filled the whole room. It looked quite a bit like a paranormal. However, Tianxing knew that this old monk was really a paranormal, and a top master who was hard to find in the world.

He chuckled softly, and Tianxing said, "I'm relieved, long time no see. It's been twenty-two years since I saw you?"

Shu Ran still closed his eyes and said lightly: "Come when you should come, go when you should go, why bother to find that thought and count the days, which will suddenly cause trouble."

Tianxing smiled faintly when he heard this, "You big monk are free and easy."

Relieved and said seriously: "It's not that I am free and easy, but that you can't let go."

Tianxing shook his head and smiled lightly, "I am not a great monk, you. I only have to accompany you in the ancient temple of Qinglan and concentrate on reciting Amitabha Buddha. How can you let me go if you say it?"

Shu Ran slowly opened his old eyes and glanced at him, then closed again, and said lightly: "There was a farmer..."

Tianxing interrupted with a smile: "You started telling stories again? Why do you tell a story every time we meet?"

"Speaking or not speaking is in me. Listening or not listening is in you."

Tianxing chuckled and said, "Okay, then you tell me, I listen. It doesn't seem bad to hear the story of you, the great monk, telling."

Shu Ran continued to say calmly: "There was once a hunter..."

"Wait." Tianxing interrupted again: "Didn't you just talk about farmers?"

He said lightly: "The story is about casualness, just as Buddhism emphasizes being content with everything. There is no difference between farmers and hunters in essence, just like me and you."

Tianxing wanted to refute a few words, but in the end he held back and said without comment: "Okay, you can continue."

Shu Ran continued, "A hunter once went into the mountain to catch monkeys, but the monkey in the mountain was too clever. He tried many times but failed. Finally, the hunter thought of a solution. He poured some peanuts into a small vase and placed them in the wilderness. The monkey found the vase and found the peanuts inside. It reached out the bottle and grabbed a handful of peanuts in the mouth. However, when it was about to pull it out, it was too small to take it out. At this time, the hunter turned around and came back. The monkey was so anxious that he could not pull it out."

Speaking of this, I stopped relieved.

Tianxing nodded and continued, "Actually, as long as the monkey let go of the peanuts in his hand, he can pull out his hand."

He said lightly: "It's a pity that it's too greedy. He wants to pull out his hands and get peanuts."

Tianxing smiled and asked, "Are you talking about me? I'm saying that I'm tying myself and don't know how to let go?"

Shu Ran said: "Who is not tying yourself in the world? But how many people can truly see through it? All of them are because of giving up, or gain? Is it persistence or letting go?"

Tianxing shook his head and said, "If you are willing to let go, you can't let go. If you are willing to let go, you can't let go. How should you choose between giving or gain?"

Shu Ran raised his finger and pointed to his heart, saying, "No worries, you will give up and you will gain."

Tianxing smiled and said, "Why do I feel like you are instigating me to become a monk with you?"

Ran opened his eyes again, looked at him with clear eyes and said, "I hope you don't touch that place again."

Tianxing was silent for a moment and sighed, "This matter is uncontrollable."

Shu Ran closed his eyes again and asked, "Isn't the lesson twenty years ago enough?"

"It's because we want to know what happened there more than 20 years ago. Why didn't they come back?"

"Everything is caused by cause and effect, so why bother to get to the bottom of it?"

Tianxing shook his head and said, "I am not free and easy enough for you. I still have too many responsibilities to bear."

"Responsibility is not a reason. You are not free and easy enough, just because you still have persistence in your heart. You can't let go."

Tianxing smiled faintly and said, "Maybe. But if you change your position, you may not be able to let go."

Shu Ran was silent for a long time, and finally nodded slightly and said, "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility you bear. After all, I am not you, and you are not me."

Tianxing smiled and said, "Shi Ran is indeed relieved, and it is still the free and easy monk. If I meet that stereotyped and pedantic monk Shi Guang, I don't know how to talk to him."

He said lightly: "This is also the reason why I am willing to see you." After a pause, he said: "We Shaolin family have been guarding that secret for thousands of years. Until the 'leader' came to us, we already knew that this secret could not be hidden."

After saying that, he sighed heavily and continued, "This is the fate of Shaolin dynasties, and he can't escape it after all."

Tianxing continued: "Since you can't escape, then face it."

"Faced?" Shi Ran shook his head slowly and said, "It's not easy. Shaolin has been unable to face it after thousands of years..."

"This time is different." Tianxing suddenly interrupted: "We are confident enough this time."

Relieved to open his eyes and looked at him, suddenly sighed, put his palms together and yelled the Buddha's name, and said lightly: "It seems that you are still planning to enable the 'myth'?"

Tianxing did not respond, but just looked at him silently. After a while, he nodded with difficulty and said, "Yes, the myth is already in the preparation stage of opening."

Relieving that the wrinkled old faces appeared with a hint of compassion, he said with a silent Buddhist chant: "It seems that you are planning to take a gamble this time."

"So, I came to Shaolin in person to find you."

There was a hint of sorrow on his face of relief, and he said lightly: "Forget it, since you have made a choice, how can Shaolin hide? If you can't escape, you will have to face it." After a pause, he stared at Tianxing deeply and said slowly: "Shaolin, I've participated."

Tianxing nodded slightly at him with a solemn expression. He should have felt relieved with Shaolin's participation, but why did he feel more heavy in his heart?

At this moment, Tianxing's watch suddenly shook. Although the vibration was very small, he had already noticed it. He glanced at Tianxing's wrist, then closed his eyes again and stopped talking.

The watch only vibrated for a moment, and soon Tianxing's mobile phone was carrying with him rang again. The vibration of the watch was just a signal, reminding him that the next call would be Longhun.

Tianxing glanced at the old monk who had entered meditation and took out his cell phone and picked it up. This was indeed a report call from Dragon Soul, but the content of the report was really surprising.

Listening to the report on the phone, Tianxing's face gradually became gloomy and became increasingly ugly. After a while, he hung up the phone, like a volcano about to erupt, with a hint of anger in his eyes, and he said in a low voice: "Ice Bullet?"

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