LRAB Chapter 72 Breaking the Precepts with the Precepts
Chapter 72 Breaking the Precepts with the Precepts
Buddhist temple.
Lu Zhu was sitting cross-legged on the futon.
His eyes were closed, and the image of Xiyu's voice and smile kept appearing in his mind.
But in an instant, everything was shattered by a sword.
The sword was named Bishui, but he met its owner on a rainy night.
That was the first time he had ever seen a woman like that.
He is heroic, decisive, and ruthless.
But at first glance, he was actually quite excited.
Because he felt as if he were Buddha encountering an eagle.
His destiny seems to have arrived.
If this killer can be converted, perhaps his Buddhist practice can be perfected.
So, even though he could easily subdue Xiyu, he never truly managed to catch her.
He released a light rain again and again.
He wanted to influence the other person.
He believed that assassins who could defect from Blackstone must still have a conscience.
What happened next made him even more certain of this idea.
He thought that if he risked his life to persuade the other party, it would have an effect.
But then he met Gu Qianbei.
Those words awakened him.
He didn't want to die.
But he did not give up on converting Xiyu.
This lasted for another half month.
He and Xiyu had clashed more than a hundred times.
The worst thing happened.
He fell in love with the drizzle.
And Xiyu also developed feelings for him.
A monk falling in love with an assassin—what an absurd thing.
But that's exactly what happened.
At that moment, Lu Zhu really wanted to die.
Because he felt he had betrayed Buddha.
Moreover, it was a complete and utter betrayal.
Love and Buddhism were intertwined in his heart, and Xiyu even asked him to secretly pledge his life to her.
Lu Zhu was scared.
He had never been so afraid.
But he had never longed for it that way.
He wanted to leave, but he also wanted to stay.
He had never been so conflicted before.
Demons have arisen within the Buddha.
"If you really become a monk, I will kill every single monk in your temple!"
The whispers of the drizzle echoed in my ears.
Such a threat is not really a threat to Lu Zhu.
Although Xiyu is Black Stone's top assassin, she is only a master of the innate level.
In this vast world of martial arts, she cannot act with impunity.
But Lu Zhu knew that Xi Yu's bargaining chip wasn't the lives of the temple monks, but her own life.
Because if she did that, she would definitely die.
"Amitabha."
At that moment, all Lu Zhu could do was utter this Buddhist chant.
be terribly upset.
"Now that you have escaped the Black Stone Organization and broken free of your shackles, you should not put yourself into another shackle."
Go live a simple life.
If you still have this thought a year from now, come to Yunhe Temple to find me, and I will give you the answer.
In the end, Lu Zhu still left.
Seeing Lu Zhu's determination, Xi Yu did not try to stop him.
A year consists of 365 days and nights.
Not long, but not short either.
All the images suddenly shattered, and Lu Zhu opened his eyes instantly, his forehead covered in sweat, and he was breathing heavily involuntarily.
"I still can't understand, I can't forget. Is love really so tormenting?"
Lu Zhu murmured to himself, gently twisting the prayer beads in his hand.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
"Disciple, Master Gu is looking for you."
Upon hearing Master Jianchi's voice, Lu Zhu snapped out of his daze, a hint of surprise appearing on his face.
Mr. Gu?
Could it be the owner of that tavern?
Lu Zhu got up and opened the door.
"Master Lu Zhu, we meet again. I'm relieved to see you're still alive."
Gu Qianbei smiled broadly, but Lu Zhu felt as if she were in another world.
The last time I saw Gu Qianbei, he was with Xi Yu.
But now...
"You are too kind, Benefactor Gu."
Lu Zhu clasped his hands together and bowed slightly.
Gu Qianbei entered the meditation room, while Master Jianchi left first.
"What brings you here, Benefactor Gu?"
"curious."
"curious?"
"Indeed. The master should have died, but he has survived. I am very curious about what happened."
A look of surprise appeared on Lu Zhu's face.
"You know divination? Yes, you mentioned that you are a Taoist practitioner."
Gu Qianbei smiled slightly, but did not explain.
Lu Zhu, lost in his memories, told Gu Qianbei everything about him and Xi Yu.
"Thanks to your reminder, I have escaped the calamity of killing, but this calamity of love is like a bone-deep sore, difficult to eradicate."
All the myriad Buddhist teachings seem unable to dispel this single word, "emotion."
Lu Zhu smiled helplessly.
He found it absurd.
I, someone who has been praised for having a Buddha-like nature since childhood, am now talking about love.
Suddenly, Lu Zhu raised his head and looked at Gu Qianbei.
"Benefactor, do you have a way to help me?"
Gu Qianbei didn't answer directly, but instead pointed to Lu Zhu's head.
"The master lived in a temple since childhood, so why did he practice Buddhism while still keeping his hair, instead of directly entering monastic life?"
Lu Zhu was taken aback, clearly not expecting Gu Qianbei to ask this.
"My master said that although I have a connection with Buddhism, I also have the right to choose the secular world. These three thousand strands of hair of afflictions need to be completely shaved off after I truly understand Buddhism."
I originally thought that this trip down the mountain would mark the end of my life as a monk, but unexpectedly, it brought even more troubles.
"If you can't understand it, why not just completely renounce your vows and become a monk?"
"No, I cannot return to secular life. Although love is hard to come by, I am even clearer that what I want is the Buddha. I read the Diamond Sutra at the age of three, the Prajnaparamita Sutra at the age of five, and the Avatamsaka Sutra at the age of seven."
I can't live without Buddha in my entire life, just like a fish can't live without water.
Lu Zhu shook his head, his expression resolute.
He needs Buddhism more than love.
Gu Qianbei shook his head.
"Your heart is in complete turmoil. Inner demons have arisen, making all methods impossible."
I have a method that might help you; would you be willing to give it a try?
"What method?"
Lu Zhu's eyes lit up, filled with anticipation.
Gu Qianbei took off the Cangguang gourd with his left hand and picked up the empty teacup with his right hand, pouring the Bihe dew into it.
The sound of pouring wine was particularly loud in the quiet meditation room.
"This wine is called Bihelu, which can help people clear their minds of distractions and suppress their inner demons."
You might want to give it a try.
As Gu Qianbei spoke, he handed the teacup to Lu Zhu.
"No, monks are not allowed to drink alcohol."
Lu Zhu waved his hand repeatedly, not daring to accept the wine.
Gu Qianbei smiled faintly.
"When lust arises, the precept against lust is disturbed; at this time, why should one care about a cup of wine? The Buddhist precept against alcohol is to prevent the mind from being disturbed."
Your mind is already in turmoil, why need wine to further unsettle it?
Why not break the precepts by breaking them, and then establish anew?
"Breaking precepts with precepts, and then establishing new ones after breaking them?"
Lu Zhu was stunned upon hearing this. Looking at the white wine with a hint of green, he suddenly made up his mind.
He gritted his teeth, took the glass, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Cough cough cough..."
Bihelu wasn't strong, but for Lu Zhu, who was drinking for the first time, the taste of alcohol was still unbearable.
After a few light coughs, it seemed as if he had coughed out all the pent-up frustration in his chest, and he felt much refreshed.
"Drinking like this is not the way to drink. It's like a cow chewing on a peony, a waste of good stuff."
Gu Qianbei shook her head slightly.
At this moment, Lu Zhu could no longer hear Gu Qianbei's words.
He felt the burning fire of his inner demons suddenly go out, and a long-lost coolness swept over his entire body.
dong dong dong.
Just then, the sound of the evening drum from Yunhe Temple rang out, echoing throughout the entire temple and resonating in Lu Zhu's heart.
He remembered.
Those were the times I felt incredibly at peace in the temple.
Those memories are far more precious than love.