As soon as Ding spoke, Liu Yu immediately realized that his hostility towards him had disappeared. So he smiled kindly and stood up and moved towards the car door.

As soon as he moved, the servant leaned over and held Liu Yu's arm, and carefully helped him get out of the carriage.

As soon as he left the car door, 6 Yu met the concerned gazes of the servants. After Wang Laosan also got out of the car, everyone bowed to 6 Yu and then lowered their heads and stopped moving.

Sixun was stunned: "Everyone, what are you doing?" As he said, he reached out to help them.

But his hands and feet were soft at this time, and he was shaking a little while standing, so he had no energy to do anything else. After some pulling, even the thinnest servant didn't pull up, making Liu Yu himself laugh and cry.

"You...what are you doing?" Liu Yu said with a wry smile.

Wang Laosan raised his head and said sincerely: "Thank you, 6 Masters, for taking a big risk and protecting my lady's safety."

"Thank you, 6th son!" the servants responded in unison.

"Everyone doesn't have to do this. This is my duty. How can I thank you?" At this moment, Liu Yu also understood why the servants' malice towards him disappeared.

"6 Young Master, we are disrespectful to you before. We deserve to die. Please punish me." After saying that, Wang Laosan lowered his head again and looked like he was carrying a thorn and apologizing for guilt.

Not only him, but the rest of the servants were also in their normal shape, standing there motionlessly waiting for the fall of 6 feathers.

However, looking at this scene, Liu Yu's heart was not happy at all, but instead felt a bitter feeling. He sniffed and said awkwardly: "Everyone, get up, I understand that the reason why everyone is hostile to me is because of the death of Sister Wang Lan. This just shows that everyone has a deep relationship with her! I have already lost to her again, so how can you blame you for everyone's true feelings for her?"

Before he finished speaking, a suppressed sob sounded in the crowd. Almost everyone was immersed in the memories of Wang Lan and could not extricate themselves for a while.

After a moment, Wang Laosan came to his senses first. He stopped his tears and shouted in a deep voice: "Okay, let's talk about it first. There are so many people on the street, so don't let people laugh at it."

Only then did the people put away their sadness and carried the coffin into the inn gate.

This time they no longer need to deal with the difficult guys, because this inn is the property of the Wang family in Jinling. As soon as they entered the door, people from the Wang family immediately came out and said to everyone, and then took the coffin and led people to the room to rest.

Taking advantage of this space, Liu Yu asked Wang Laosan and realized that his place is now Bianzhou.

It turned out that after he sent Wang Lan's coffin ashore, Wang Laosan was washed by the river. It was originally a bit difficult to grasp the river bank with Wang Laosan's strength, but fortunately he grabbed 6 birds.

This grabbed the six birds that had lost their minds. Fortunately, Wang Lao San was quick-handed and pulled the other hand to the shore. He climbed up and pulled the six birds hanging in the air up half of his body.

Afterwards, he searched for a long wooden pole on the shore, and then rescued the servants who had not yet been washed away one by one.

After getting ashore, the servants inquired and found that the place was not far from Bianzhou. So they bought two carriages from a nearby town shop, one placed the coffin and the other carried 6 feathers. It took about half a day to arrive at Bianzhou City.

A few years ago, the emperor ordered the city of Bianzhou to be renamed Chenliu County, as if he was interested in commemorating the Han Dynasty. However, the name of Bianzhou has been inaugurated for more than a hundred years since the time of Wude. Therefore, both locals and foreigners in Bianzhou are used to calling it Bianzhou. 6 Yus are also known only Bianzhou, but not Chenliu.

After checking in the inn, Wang Laosan discussed with the inn shopkeeper to continue to escort Wang Lan's coffin back to his hometown. Although it was just afternoon, it would take time to prepare for a carriage and other supplies. The servants who were swept away by the river also had to discuss the matter of dealing with the funerals. In addition, people were exhausted physically and mentally, so everyone decided to rest in Bianzhou for one day and set off again tomorrow morning.

After deciding on this matter, everyone's meal was prepared. After a full meal, Liu Yu felt that his strength had recovered a lot, and then he used the Prajna Technique for a few days, and his fatigue was relieved.

When he was free, he cleaned his body and went out to the street and began to wander around the city of Bianzhou.

Compared with the prosperity of the two capitals, Bianzhou seems much more ordinary. The stones paved roads have no edges and corners, and the edges are as smooth as eggs. The houses on the street are also very old, with tiles without corners and walls with paint falling off everywhere.

Walking on this street, Liu Yu's heart calmed down unknowingly. Looking at everything around him, he couldn't help but start to imagine what kind of life the people here were living a hundred years ago...

Just as he was immersed in his imagination, the conversation between the people beside him penetrated into his ears in a ray of light: "What's wrong today? The street is a bit deserted!"

"Don't you know? Today, the Tantric monk Bukong preached at Daxiangguo Temple. Those women who do nothing on weekdays went to listen to it, so there were no one on the street."

"Monk Bukong? I seem to have heard from a friend of mine in the world that he has a high martial arts skills and is known as one of the three or two."

"I don't know this, but he must be quite capable of bewitching people..."

As he said that, the two men passed by 6 Yu and gradually moved away.

But 6 Yu gradually slowed down. He stopped thinking for a moment, then turned to the right and walked towards a passerby.

"Brother, how do you get to Daxiangguo Temple?" Liu Yu asked politely.

The man was stunned for a moment, then pointed his hand at the front of 6 Yu: "You go forward first, then turn right at the third intersection, and then..."

The man said in detail. After hearing this, Liu Yu clearly understood the route to Daxiangguo Temple. So he thanked the man and walked along the route he designated to Daxiangguo Temple.

The main purpose of meeting him is not empty: one is to apologize for his misunderstanding, and the other is to ask him if he knows the origin of his line. 6 Yu is sure that his line's martial arts are inseparable from the master's sect. His master Zhiji knew nothing about this, so the hope of solving the problem falls on his master.

The city of Bianzhou is not big, so the road to Daxiangguo Temple is naturally not far. Liu Yu walked slowly for about two quarters of an hour before seeing the mountain gate of Daxiangguo Temple.

Under the neat green tiles is a wall painted in vermilion. The plaque with black background and gold characters is hung high in the middle of the door lintel, making it look solemn and precious. The four words "Daxiangguo Temple" on the plaque are written in a flying and phoenix dance, and are particularly unrestrained and vocal.

There was no guard in front of the mountain gate. Liu Yu stared at the plaque for a moment, then walked forward, climbed the stone steps, and stepped into the mountain gate.

In front of me is a long and narrow corridor, with two small buildings lined up on the left and right. When you walk closer, you can see the "Bell Tower" and the plaques of "Drum Tower" hanging under their eaves.

Going forward, there is the spacious Heavenly King Hall. The main door of the Heavenly King Hall is open, and a tall incense burner is placed in front of the door. The incense like clouds rises up, making the Buddha statues in the hall look vague.

A young monk with a spring breeze on his face stood beside the incense burner. He looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looked very pleasing.

Seeing that 6 Yu came forward, he immediately greeted enthusiastically, "Did this donor come to listen to Zen Master Bukong's teachings?"

"That's right." 6 Phoenix nodded.

"That's true, please ask the donor to invite a stick of incense to express your heart to worship Buddha." The monk said with a smile.

"Okay." Seeing that the other party was right, Liu Yu did not hesitate, and immediately took out an incense from the tray beside the monk and looked at the burning copper furnace.

"Don't wait," the monk stopped his incense burning, "this incense money..."

"Oh," Liu Yu then remembered that he had not given the money yet, so he hurriedly asked, "How much does that stick of incense cost?" As he said that, he began to search for copper coins in his arms.

"One tael of silver." Monk Ran responded calmly.

Liu Yu was stunned for a moment, then furious: "You want me a tael of silver for one stick of incense? Are you darker than a black shop?"

"The donor was wrong," the monk clasped his hands together, "The black shop is a place where money is committed to killing lives. I only pursue money, but not life. Money is something outside of my body. How can I say that I am a black shop than the black shop?"

"Okay, you little monk," Liu Yu took out a piece of silver from his arms and threw it to him viciously. "If you have nothing to do, recite scriptures for yourself more, be careful to go to the knife and saw hell after you die."

"Oh?" The monk's eyes lit up, "The donor has some understanding of Buddhism! But I clearly set the price here. If you want to buy it, buy it. If you don't buy it, how can it be considered unfair to buy it? If you can go to the hell of a knife and saw, will there be anyone in the world who can escape?"

"I'm too lazy to tell you." 6 Yu pushed him aside, "Now I've given the money, so you can go in."

"Of course," the monk nodded, "But I have already bought the incense. Wouldn't the donor tweak it with his own hands? This will add merit!"

"I'll give you this merit." Liu Yu responded impatiently and stepped into the Heavenly King's Palace.

The Heavenly King Hall worships a kind-hearted Maitreya Buddha. The statue is made of pure gold and is very exquisitely made. However, 6 Yu just glanced at it and walked around it to the back door of the Heavenly King Hall.

The sound of non-emptiness also began to reach his ears: "Shariya, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, and feeling, thinking, action and consciousness are also like this.Shariya is the empty appearance of all dharmas, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor clean, neither increasing nor decreasing..."

From the age of eight to thirteen, Liu Yu lived in Longgai Temple. So despite his resistance, he still remembered a lot of scriptures. At this time, the scriptures echoed in his ears were even more familiar with them.

(End of this chapter)
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