The arrogance of the city

Chapter 1735 Saints
Li Futu did not offer incense again.

After Shen Manni got up, the three of them walked out of the Daxiong Hall.

"Manni, this is Master Long Kong."

Li Futu introduced.

Only then did Shen Manni seriously look at the monk who suddenly appeared.

Although the cassock on his body was old, it was very clean, almost spotless, with white eyebrows, kind brows and kind eyes, and peaceful eyes. It seemed that he was very different from the wine and meat monk he met in the Town God's Temple back then. It's the style of a master.

And, what made her feel strange the most was that she could hear a very rare...respect from her man's tone.

"Master Long Kong."

Shen Manni quickly called out.

The old monk clasped his hands together and returned the salute with a kind smile.

The three came to a slightly secluded place.

"Master, I came to Qixia Temple on this trip just to see you."

Li Futu spoke.

Shen Manni stood beside him and calmed down in a sensible manner.

"Benefactor Li has something to say, but it's okay to say it."

The old monk looked peaceful.

"Master, I'm sorry, I couldn't keep the relic you gave me well."

The two seem to know each other. Shen Manni noticed this in the hall just now, but...

Shelly?
Isn't this something that should only exist in movie novels?

Although there was a lot of confusion and doubts, she still didn't say a word and didn't interrupt casually.

"Benefactor Li, there is no need to apologize. Everything in the world has a definite number. Since I gave it to you, it has nothing to do with me. What does it matter to me? Donor Li doesn't have to travel all the way. .”

Hearing that the relic made a mistake, the old monk didn't show any fluctuations in his expression, instead he comforted Li Futu in a gentle voice.

"Besides, the cycle of heaven and earth, karma has retribution, it may just exist in a different way."

His cloudy eyes looked towards Li Futu.

"I also hope that benefactor Li doesn't have to worry about it."

Li Futu's eyes narrowed, and he was silent for a moment, then turned to Shen Manni and said, "Manni, can you buy me a bottle of water at the gate of the mountain?"

Shen Manni glanced at him, knowing that the other party wanted to push her away.But still did not refuse.

"Ah."

She glanced at the old monk, then quickly turned around and walked towards the mountain gate.

The old monk watched her back with a hint of emotion in his eyes.

"With such a beautiful family like flowers, where is it not a beautiful day."

"Master, I still have a question I want to ask."

The old monk looked away.

"Benefactor Li, please tell me."

"Master, my mother was your disciple back then. With your ability, it should be my mother's fate. But why did you let her go down the mountain in the end, but didn't stop her?"

Li Futu stared at the old monk without blinking.

The old monk's cloudy old eyes visibly fluctuated, and he lowered his eyelids and chanted the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha."

Li Futu was expressionless.

"Master, when I came to Qixia Temple, you calculated that I would have a catastrophe, so you don't hesitate to give me the treasure of Buddhism to help me escape from the abyss of death. The younger generation is grateful for the great kindness of the master from the bottom of my heart, but, The junior has a puzzle in his heart, and I ask the master to explain it."

Li Futu's face tightened.

"My Buddha is merciful. Dare to ask the master, the master is willing to save me, but why can't he save her?"

"clang……"

At this time, a melodious and heavy bell sounded from afar.

"Amitabha."

The old monk lowered his head, clasped his hands together, and chanted the Buddha's name with a compassionate expression.

The overlapping of the Buddha's name and the sound of the bell shakes people's hearts.

Looking at the old and haggard monk in front of him, Li Futu calmed down slowly.

"As a child, it is inevitable that I feel anxious. I hope the master will understand. However, this junior really wants to ask the master. When the master chose to stay out of the matter, was he unwilling or unable?"

Finally, the old monk slowly raised his head.

"The deceased is dead, why should Li benefactor be obsessed with the right and wrong of the past, let the deceased rest in peace."

Li Futu was silent for a while, then looked away from the old monk,
"Master, I am not asking for right and wrong, I just want to seek the truth. This request should not be too much."

He looked at the pilgrims coming and going in the temple, and said softly: "Back then, when my mother left, I only thought that she died of depression because of that man, but a few years ago, in front of Aunt Gong's hospital bed, I I saw a woman who looked exactly like my mother. She suddenly appeared and saved Aunt Gong, is this really just a coincidence?"

"Aunt Gong, to some extent, she should be considered your disciple, right?"

The old monk was silent.

"When I was young, I was full of resentment towards this world and vowed to take revenge on everyone. Later, the Li family was destroyed in my hands. Countless people were affected, fell into the abyss, and their families were destroyed. I thought everything in the past could come to an end , but in the end I realized that I was heading for a vague or even non-existent goal in my stumbling and bumpy journey."

Li Futu stopped.

"But on the way forward, don't ask about the future."

The old monk spoke slowly.

"It doesn't matter which direction you are heading, even if there is no lighthouse there, or everything you see is just a mirage, but as long as you follow your heart, you will eventually reach the other shore successfully."

"Master, are you ferrying me?"

The old monk shook his head and said: "You are Qingsi's child, why do you need to be transformed, the poor monk believes in you, and Qingsi must also believe in you."

This should be the first time the old monk mentioned the woman's name.

Li Futu fell silent, consciously looking to the side.

Shen Manni was standing not far away with a bottle of water and did not come to disturb her.

Li Futu slowly revealed an arc, and his aura gradually dissipated.

"Master, I should go."

"The poor monk sent off the benefactor Li."

"There is no need to bother Master."

Li Futu looked away from Shen Manni and looked at the old monk.

"Master, I don't know if my mother had time to say it back then, but today, on behalf of myself and my mother, I would like to thank Master for his kindness."

As he spoke, Li Futu bowed deeply to the old monk.

"I'm leaving today. I don't know when I will have the opportunity to visit again. The junior wishes the master good health and a long and boundless life."

He straightened up.

"Master, farewell."

The old monk's lips trembled, before Li Futu could say anything, he turned around.

"Your water."

Not far away, seeing him approaching, Shen Manni handed over the bottle of water.

Li Futu took it, and at the same time, took her hand.

"Let's go."

Shen Manni nodded, and when she turned around, she glanced at the old monk.

"Who is he?"

When she stepped out of the mountain gate, Shen Manni finally couldn't hold back the curiosity in her heart, and asked softly.

In the sky above Qixia Mountain, golden clouds appeared in vain, endlessly, like the light of Buddha.

Li Futu raised his head slightly, looking at the bright sky with a calm expression.

"If there are still saints in this era, then he should be the last saint."

(End of this chapter)