Before leaving Jinzhou, Chen Guanlou went to Zhen'an Temple, a hundred miles away, and brought a letter to the abbot of the temple. This was the last thing the great master asked him to do. Once this matter is settled, he can start back to Beijing. When leaving the temple, he took a stroll. I actually saw a familiar face. ‘Dead Man’ Liu Daowen! This big corrupt official is indeed alive. Back then, he suspected that Liu Daowen might have faked his death, but he never expected that he would be caught in the act. Liu Daowen faked his death and hid as a monk in a temple outside Jinzhou City. Looking at his pious appearance, could it be that he really converted to Buddha? After thinking about it for a while, I came up with an idea. When the monk was resting and alone, he suddenly appeared in front of Liu Daowen in his true self, and he was frightened half to death.
"I'm not here to arrest you. I'm passing by to burn incense. I didn't expect to see Mr. Liu!" When Liu Dao heard this, he felt relieved. He bowed slightly and said, "Amitabha, the poor monk can see the donor." "Master Liu, are you just pretending, or are you really a monk?" "A poor monk wholeheartedly serves the Buddha." "Stop talking nonsense and speak something understandable. It's our fate to meet here. I show up to see you. You should understand that I don't want to hear you recite Amitabha." Liu Daowen smiled bitterly and looked out the window, worried that someone was passing by. Chen Guanlou told him, speaking confidently and boldly. No one would be eavesdropping, he could guarantee that. Liu Daowen breathed a sigh of relief, "I heard about the battle between Master Yucheng and Jixia Academy Master Qi here. I'm really happy for you." "Tell me, you were so cruel when you faked your death and escaped, leaving behind your wife, concubines, and children. Who was helping you? Why did you hide here and become a monk? You are a vegetarian, but now you have become a vegetarian. You can bear it. ” Liu Daowen chuckled, his monk temperament instantly disappeared, and he turned into an official veteran again, "I can't hide anything from the prison chief. Since the prison chief has seen through it, I don't need to hide it. It was His Highness King Cheng's people who helped me fake my death. Get away. But there are too many people who have met me, and I have a lot of friends, which is not what I want. When the matter is over, I entered Zhen'an Temple and became a monk. However, I bought a manor at the foot of the mountain. Go down and eat some meat too. I am an impure monk and I have failed the Buddha. I am guilty!" After that, he said Amitabha in the direction of the main hall. Chen Guanlou sneered and cursed angrily, "You fake monk! Do you plan to be a monk in this life and don't care about anything?" "It's a luck to be able to save my life, I don't dare to ask for anything else." "Why are you involved with His Highness King Cheng?" "Hey, it's all about money that moves people's hearts. The prison chief knows that I am a corrupt official who has embezzled countless amounts of money. His Highness King Cheng set his sights on my money and took the risk to help me cheat my death. I can only repay with money. .Amitabha!" Chen Guanlou was very curious, "You spit out the money and His Highness King Cheng didn't kill you? Is he so kind? Tell me who King Cheng is." Liu Daowen said seriously: "His Royal Highness Cheng Wang is a good man! Although he has great ambitions and talents, he does not kill indiscriminately. Especially for those who have merit. I am lucky to meet His Highness Cheng Wang. As for others, I am the one who deserves to die. , Now that I can hide in the mountains and cultivate, I can’t let everyone in the world mistakenly think that I am dead.” When Chen Guanlou heard this, he chuckled and said, "You are so open-minded! I hope you will keep your word and don't let me see you in the capital. Don't tell anyone about your meeting with me today. If you say a word..." "If I dare to say one word, I will be struck by lightning and my descendants will be cut off!" Liu Daowen decisively made a poisonous oath. He was also guessing why Chen Guanlou appeared in the remote Jinzhou and the purpose of his visit. But he didn't intend to tell anyone about today's encounter, as it would not be good for him.
Therefore, there is no hesitation when making the oath, and there is no need to worry about fulfilling the oath. At this moment, he was sure he wouldn't say a word. "Let me ask you something, what is the origin of your host?" "Origin? He grew up in the temple since he was a child. He has no origin, so he is an orphan. After the previous generation of abbot passed away, he inherited the position of abbot as the eldest disciple, and all the masters admired him!" "Is he profound in Buddhism?" "In my opinion, the host is an eminent monk who has not been born in the world, and is no worse than the eminent monks in the capital." "You admire him very much?" "The host is a person with real abilities. Although the host's martial arts training is very average, he has unique insights into the study of Buddhism, which is very thought-provoking. For hundreds of miles around, there are people who come every day on the first and fifteenth day of the new year. Thanks for the hard work, I traveled hundreds of miles to burn incense in the temple, hoping to get some advice.” When Chen Guanlou heard this, he thought that the great master must have converted to Buddhism and become a believer? He was a little curious, but had no intention of delving into the matter. He will pay attention to what the Hou Mansion wants to do and its future direction, and he will only pay attention to it. When I need help, I help. As for peeking into the privacy, I really have no idea. Before leaving, Chen Guanlou turned around and asked, "Your career benefactor and former leader, Jiang Tu, died. What do you think?" Liu Daowen took on the identity of a monk again and acted. This guy switches identities, that's called Silky. He faced the direction of the capital and sighed, "Amitabha. The poor monk wishes Donor Jiang a safe journey. I will recite the Seven Seven Forty-Nine Rebirth Sutras for Donor Jiang, and hope for good health in the next life." "You are really thoughtful." Chen Guanlou threw down a silver note, "Incense money! I have also received some benefits from Jiang Tu. You copied the scriptures for me and burned them for him, and told him that it was not my incompetence, but the officials in the court wanted him to die. Let him think more open-mindedly, at least he left smoothly and did not suffer too much." "Amitabha! Lord Prison Secretary is indeed a kind person." "Stop talking nonsense. I am kind today, but if you provoke me tomorrow, I will kill you." "Lord Prison Secretary, don't worry, my other abilities are ordinary, but I am not inferior to anyone in terms of knowledge and taste. Lord Prison Secretary wants peace, and I want peace too, our goals are the same." "That's great! If one day you can't survive, send someone to tell me, I will burn paper for you in the capital." "Thank you, Lord Prison Secretary! When that day comes, you must burn more." "Don't push it too far!" Neither of them said goodbye, Chen Guanlou turned around and left without leaving a trace. Liu Daowen looked around for a moment, his heart pounding a few times and gradually slowed down. He took a long breath, laughed at himself, picked up the scriptures, and continued to be a monk ringing the bell for a day. Chen Guanlou traveled for days, rarely stopped on the road, and returned to the capital in two days. He left quietly and returned quietly. It seemed that no one noticed that he was not in the capital during this period. They all thought that he was addicted to the country of tenderness, his waist was broken, and he couldn't get out of bed. He handed the things to the butler, and the matter ended successfully.