The Word of Heaven

Chapter 247 Perhaps You Have Never Been Human

The capital of gods, Jinghai.

The White Emperor withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes.

On the large coffee table next to him sat a dark black square plate.

On the square plate there are not nineteen crisscrossing lines, but mountains, rivers and all things.

If you look at the smallest details, you can see pavilions and towers between the mountains and rivers, as well as famous Buddhist temples consisting of dozens of palaces.

The name of that Buddhist temple is Yuan Gou.

As the Emperor's gaze shifted away, the scenery on the square plate began to fade and return to nothingness.

Just as Daoxiu had guessed, his eyes had already fallen on Yuangou Temple.

The reason I know this, of course, is because of Pei Jinge.

However, knowing does not mean that you have to do something.

Whether killing people or saving people, His Majesty the Emperor has never really considered it.

Not only was it because Daoxiu would not give him a complete chance to strike, but he also did not want to strike at this time - things like revenge could be handled by any means necessary, but he and Daoxiu were not enemies. What they were fighting for was the greater good of the world, so there needed to be a reason.

Only when the name is right can one speak smoothly and succeed.

What the Qin Dynasty wants is not for the world to indulge in the terror of heaven's punishment, living in fear all day long and not daring to take even a single step forward. Doing so would at best bring temporary peace, as everything would collapse after his death.

So he won't take action, even if Daoxiu takes action first.

Yes, even if Gu Zhuo died at Dao Xiu's hands, it still didn't matter to him.

Now the only thing that puzzles His Majesty the Emperor is why Daoxiu left so decisively?
It's like the lights were turned on before the grand event even began.

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Not killing Gu Zhuo was certainly not out of mercy.

These four words have never had anything to do with Daoxiu.

Ever since he left Cihang Temple that year and went down the mountain to travel the world, he has never been averse to killing people.

This is also the fundamental reason why he believes that the White Emperor is disregarding his legitimate rights and is very likely to try to kill him in Yuangou Temple as a punishment from heaven.

In his opinion, killing has nothing to do with the name, but only with the intention.

What might happen afterwards, be a raging storm or a hellish world?
Zen Buddhism was born for this purpose.

What if Cihang Temple will collapse after his death?

That was the incident that happened after he passed away.

As long as you have a clear conscience while you are alive, it is enough.

The reason why we can have a clear conscience is because we have the freedom to choose.

In the Zen room, what Daoxiu and Gu Zhuo said were all true, and he is now acting accordingly.

He had a very good personal relationship with the Emperor and could be considered a close friend, but he had never liked Daqin.

He just didn't like it. It had something to do with the fact that he was a Qi citizen before he became a monk, it had something to do with the fact that he was forced to take sides back then, it had something to do with the fact that the Qin Dynasty broke its promise and enriched him after the war, it had something to do with everything in the past hundred years. The fundamental reason was still that he didn't like it.

Not killing Gu Zhuo today and abandoning him was also what he wanted.

Such feelings are naturally complicated.

Not only was the Buddha's light not reflecting blood, so Gu Zhuo could not be proved to be the new leader of the Tianming Sect, but he was also very curious about how Gu Zhuo had washed the blood off his body during this period of time and concealed his true self under the Buddha's light. Throughout history, no one should have been able to do things to this extent... and the most important reason was that he wanted to say those words to Gu Zhuo.

——Perhaps what the emperor wants is for you to be killed by me.

After this sentence, there was a conversation outside the Zen room.

The speaker has his own intention, and the listener also has his own intention.

Dao Xiu believed that Gu Zhuo was not an idiot, so he would definitely be able to hear a fact from the conversation.

Yuangou Temple had a very good relationship with the Qin court.

Why is the relationship so good?
The reason is very pure.

There is no country in the world richer than the Qin Dynasty.

Daqin has always been the biggest financial backer of Yuangou Temple.

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People come and go too quickly.

The standoff in the lecture hall has ended. Due to great restraint, no conflict occurred, keeping the situation in an eerie calm.

The Buddha's light had long since dissipated, and the people outside Yuangou Temple who had lost their faith were still immersed in confusion, unable to extricate themselves from their thoughts for a short period of time. This was exactly what the monks were most worried about.

Fortunately, the patients who woke up were not injured. Instead, their spirits improved a lot, which was beneficial to their physical condition.

This is undoubtedly one of the compensations given by Dao Xiu.

The bigwigs of Yuangou Temple would certainly not be satisfied with this. However, facing the personal visit of the first figure of Zen Buddhism, the monks living here did not have much confidence to speak.

In the end, only Master Jianxin asked a question.

"What is the purpose of your visit, Senior Daoxiu?"

"See two people, kill one."

"The former is the junior in the Zen room, and the latter is the leader of the Tianming Sect?"

"good."

"How is the result?"

"It's a pity that the latter is missing and we have no chance to meet again."

When he said this, Daoxiu looked very regretful, and there was no trace of falsehood in his expression.

The Yuan Gou monks were silent.

"Since there is nothing more to ask."

Dao Xiu didn't care about the silence and said, "Let's go here."...

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The people from Cihang Temple left in a very elegant manner, but the people from Yuangou Temple were reluctant to leave.

Until late at night, the lights in the back temple were still as bright as day.

The monks did not dare to slack off for a moment and were checking the mountain gate formation for any mistakes or omissions all night long to prevent similar incidents from happening again.

Compared with the daytime, the noise at this time is even more intense.

The Zen room was still deserted and lonely.

Gu Zhuo seemed to be deliberately forgotten by the monks in the temple. Except for the monk Wujiu who met him briefly, no one else appeared in front of him.

He did not feel uneasy because of this, but enjoyed the peace calmly, holding a scripture in his hand.

However, his mind was not really on the words, but on a question.

After saying goodbye to Pei Jinge on Yunmengze, he went to Yuangou Temple. He was indeed thinking that it was impossible for Cihang Temple to turn against him directly, so he wanted to leave the matter in a situation where there was still room for maneuver.

However, this idea was shattered the moment Dao Xiu arrived in person.

Gu Zhuo had indeed made a mistake here.

This was not the only thing he had not expected.

A few days ago, the reason why Gu Zhuo decided to go to the lecture hall to listen to the sutras was certainly not to find an excuse to give money to Yuangou Temple, but because he really had the idea of ​​listening to the sutras in his heart.

The reason why he insisted on listening to the sutras was because during the time he lived in the tea garden, he gradually came to understand the mountain gate formation of Yuangou Temple, learned its wonderful uses, and had the idea of ​​using it to conceal his identity.

The problem is that, based on his rich experience in Taoism, it shouldn't be so easy for him to be clean with his current attainments in Buddhism.

Not to mention that he appeared so clean in front of Daoxiu.

This was his biggest surprise.

This is also the question I am still thinking about as I hold the Buddhist scriptures in my hands.

The murder was a real thing that happened, less than an autumn ago, so why did he wash it so cleanly, as if those monks in front of the ancient temple died at the hands of another person?
As the night deepens, the autumn air becomes chilly.

Gu Zhuo came to his senses.

He took another look at the Buddhist scripture, then used his true energy to fly it back to its original place. He then scooped up the clear water from the pool with both hands and rubbed his cheeks to hide the fatigue that was about to appear between his brows.

At the same time, a voice finally sounded in his ears.

That's everything in the night.

"Have you figured it out?"

"Okay, I still don't understand it, but we actually think it's not that complicated."

"why?"

"Because think about it, when we get together and it rains, blows, thunders, and snows, there will always be a few unlucky people who die. According to this calculation, I don't know how many people have died at our hands."

"Yes, this is not murder in the subjective sense. Monks love to talk about idealism, but objective facts will not change because of those words."

"So you understand what this means?"

"Don't you understand yet?"

"What we actually want to say is... Is there a possibility that you are no longer a human being? You are essentially the same being as us. Killing people is no different from killing chickens and dogs to you, so the Buddha's light cannot reflect your true self. This can also explain why you can hear our voices, but others can't."

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not calling you a non-human."

"That's right. If you are not a human, why don't you know anything about it?"

"That's really strange."

The sound faded away with the night wind.

Gu Zhuo stood up, thinking about the result reached after careful discussion of Wanwu, and seemed to be lost in thought.

After a moment, he looked down at the lines on his palm, feeling the blood flowing through his body and the sound of his heart beating without stopping. He recalled the sweet, sour, bitter and spicy tastes he had experienced in the past countless days and nights, and still felt that it didn't make sense.

If he is not a human being, then he should know that he is not a human being.

The problem is that he knows that he is a human being, but the gate formation of Yuangou Temple can reflect the dust and dirt left by life in the world, allowing everything to be revealed under the Buddha's light.

The reason why Dao Xiu finally gave up was largely because he had never seen someone as clean and transparent as Gu Zhuo, no matter what means he used.

Gu Zhuo put away his thoughts.

There was a knock on the door.

He is the Master of Seeing the Mind.

Gu Zhuo walked out of the Zen room, sat side by side with the monk by the lake, and began to chat.

The so-called greetings are nothing more than the purpose of bringing people closer.

After the possible embarrassment disappeared, he finally asked, "What did Senior Daoxiu say to you?"

Gu Zhuo did not hide anything and said honestly: "Some of them are about choices, some are about his practice, and many are about the current situation, so it is not convenient for me to tell you these words."

Master Jianxin was silent for a moment, then asked, "Do you want to continue staying in Yuangou Temple?"

Compared to this, this is more like the issue he really cares about.

Gu Zhuo thought for a moment and said, "If you don't mind."

Master Jianxin sighed, his expression was just as honest, and said, "It's hard not to mind. After all, you've only been here for less than one autumn, and you've caused such a turmoil in the entire temple. If you come here every season, I think many monks in the temple will have their Zen hearts broken."

Gu Zhuo felt a little regretful and helpless, and said, "The tree wants to be still but the wind does not stop."

"Do not blame you."

Master Jianxin patted him on the shoulder and said with emotion: "It's just that the tree in Yuangou Temple is not big enough."

Gu Zhuo was silent for a while, then asked, "Is there really such a tree in the world?"

Master Jianxin wanted to say yes, but then he thought of the Qin Dynasty which was in the midst of a storm, and he remained speechless.

After a moment of silence, he said with emotion: "I think I should say you, because you calling me like this really makes me feel that my life is shortened."

(End of this chapter)