White clouds?

Zhao Lihe's heart moved.

If he remembered correctly, the old monk with white beard in the third part of A Chinese Ghost Story was called Master Baiyun.

This guy is not a simple character. Not only is he extremely powerful, he also has a very profound knowledge of Buddhism. The strength he displays in the drama even surpasses that of Yan Chixia in the first two parts.

Even the blood in his body turned golden, and it was obvious that he had already formed a golden body and was only one step away from achieving the status of Arhat.

However, the plot of the third part takes place a hundred years later. Is the little monk in front of us the one with the same name, or the real Zen Master Baiyun?

Zhao Lihe thought for a moment and chuckled, "So it's Master Baiyun. I know there's a Baiyun Temple fifty miles west of here. I wonder what the master's relationship is with this Baiyun Temple?"

The young monk Baiyun was surprised and put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, I am a monk from Baiyun Temple."

It really is Zen Master Baiyun a hundred years later!

According to this, by the timeline of the third part, Zen Master Baiyun would be over a hundred years old.

But considering the Buddhist practice of Zen Master Baiyun in the third part, it seems that there is no problem for him to live to over a hundred years old.

Zhao Lihe was surprised and exclaimed: "With the temple name as the Dharma name, it seems that Master Baiyun has high expectations!"

The young monk Baiyun put his hands together and said without any emotion, "Thank you for your praise, benefactor. I was abandoned by my parents when I was young. It was my master and the hundreds of monks in Baiyun Temple who raised me. I am grateful for the kindness of the temple, so I take Baiyun as my Dharma name to show that I will never forget it."

"If we only talk about Buddhism, all of my fellow disciples are better than me, not to mention my master and uncle."

Zhao Lihe smiled and said, "Master Baiyun, don't underestimate yourself. I see that you have a pure mind, are neither arrogant nor impatient, and your words and actions are consistent. You can remain calm when faced with great events. I believe you will become a famous monk in the Buddhist community in the future!"

"yes!"

Ding Xian beside him also said with a smile: "Master Baiyun, my master has always been very accurate in judging people and has never been wrong!"

The young monk Baiyun put his hands together, bowed and said, "Namo Amitabha, I appreciate your praise, but I have never thought about becoming a great Buddhist monk. As the saying goes, a false mind brings troubles. I just want to recite the scriptures and do my best. I dare not make any great wishes."

Hearing the calm words of the young monk Baiyun and seeing the calm expression on his face, Ding Xian's smile gradually faded, and he looked at the young wandering monk in front of him with a little surprise.

This little monk...seems to be quite extraordinary!

At this moment, Shen Lian, who was outside the tea shop, waved the embroidered spring knife in his hand, wiped off the blood, sheathed the knife, turned around and walked into the tea shop, came to Zhao Lihe, bowed respectfully and said: "Master, everything has been taken care of."

Zhao Lihe nodded, then turned to look at Bai Yun and said with a smile: "Master Bai Yun, where are you going? If it's on your way, why don't we go together!"

The young monk Baiyun shook his head, clasped his hands together and said, "The four donors just go ahead. I will stay here to chant sutras for them to help them transcend and repay their karma."

“…”

The three Lu Jianxing brothers looked at each other.

Ding Xian couldn't help but ask, "Can a knockout drug be considered a favor?"

The young monk Baiyun did not explain, but just chanted the Buddha's name, then walked outside the tea shop and blasted a big hole in the ground with his Vajra Palm power. It seemed that he intended to bury these evil people in the ground and then chant sutras to help them attain nirvana.

Seeing this, Ding Xian couldn't help but shout, "Little monk, these people's souls are long gone, your chanting is useless!"

The young monk Baiyun paused, turned around, put his hands together and bowed, then continued to bury the body.

Ding Xian sighed: "Still pedantic."

After burying the body, the young monk Baiyun chanted a Buddhist name and sighed, "If a person is kind, even if the blessing has not yet arrived, the disaster will be far away. If a person is evil, even if the disaster has not yet arrived, the blessing will be far away."

"Dear donors, if you had known this would happen, why would you have done it in the first place..."

Zhao Lihe said calmly: "In today's world, it is not so easy for those who do good to stay away from disasters."

Little Monk Baiyun said without even turning his head: "That means there is something wrong with this world."

After saying this, the young monk Baiyun ignored the mud on the ground, sat cross-legged, and began to recite scriptures.

Zhao Lihe and the others smiled at each other and shook their heads, saying, "Not that pedantic."

Seeing that the young monk Baiyun would not be able to finish his task for a while, Zhao Lihe and the others stopped waiting and turned away.

After a while, the young monk Baiyun finished reading the scriptures, stood up, clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name softly, then looked at the white monk's robe stained with mud and sighed softly, his brows finally revealing the sadness that a young man should have.

"If I go back like this, Master will blame me again..."

"Let's find a pond and wash some clothes first!"

Little Monk Baiyun muttered to himself as he returned to the teahouse, ready to pack his luggage and leave.

Just as he picked up his luggage, a note suddenly fell out.

The young monk Baiyun was slightly startled and picked up the note to take a look.

"It is fate that we meet by chance. Master Baiyun has lived in troubled times, seen evil people in power, and demons everywhere, but he still has a pure heart. Although I don't agree with him, I admire him very much. However, when walking in troubled times, one cannot only have a compassionate heart, but also have the diamond-like means to slay demons and monsters. It just so happens that I got a Buddhist magic book some time ago. It is useless to keep it, so I will give it to the master!"

After reading the note, the young monk Baiyun opened his luggage in a daze, and indeed saw a blue-covered secret book.

There were four big golden characters written on it - "Tathagata Palm"!

…

…

"Your Majesty, why did you give the Tathagata Palm to that little monk?"

On the official road eighteen miles away, Ding Xian finally couldn't help but ask this question.

Before the three brothers came, they had only seen the first two movies of A Chinese Ghost Story. As for the third movie, since the timeline was set a hundred years later, they did not care about it and naturally had no idea about the future achievements of this little monk.

Zhao Lihe chuckled and said, "Although he is still immature now, he has the potential to become a Buddha in the future. I am just investing in him in advance to make friends with the Buddhist sect in this world and this future Arhat!"

Ding Xian couldn't help but widen his eyes and asked in amazement: "This little monk... can he become a Buddha?"

Shen Lian said calmly: "Didn't your majesty say that it is only the Arhat level."

"Just?" Ding Xian pulled the corner of his mouth and said helplessly, "Second brother, do you want to listen to what you are saying!"

Lu Jianxing sighed and said, "Okay, stop arguing. The county town where Jibaozhai is located is just ahead. Let's get down to business first. It's important to rescue Ning Shusheng."

Ten minutes later, in the lobby of the government office, the police chief wearing a black eye mask waved his hand and said unhappily:

"You are too late. Zhou Yabing has already been arrested!"

“…”

Zhao Lihe frowned when he heard that and waved his hands. Lu Jianxing behind him immediately stepped forward and slammed the bag in his hand on the table with a bang. The leather rope loosened by itself, revealing the hideous head inside.

"You arrested Zhou Yabing, so who did I kill?"

Lu Jianxing said with a sneer, his eyes were so sharp that the detectives trembled.

The police chief wearing a black eye mask swallowed his saliva, gritted his teeth, and said with his neck stiff, "You want to scare me with your head? Who knows if you killed some innocent people and pretended to be wanted criminals by the court--"

Before he finished speaking, Lu Jianxing grabbed the captain by the collar and lifted him up by his feet.

The captain of the police, who was wearing a black eye patch on his left eye and looked like a bad guy, was frightened and screamed.

The constables nearby were also startled and drew their swords, wanting to surround and rescue.

But Shen Lian just put his hand on the hilt of the knife, pulled out half of it, and swept his eyes across like lightning. All the constables stopped in their tracks and looked at the four strangers in the hall in surprise and suspicion.

Although they are all good-for-nothings, they have been in this chaotic world for a long time and know who they can and cannot mess with.

The murderous intent in Shen Lian's eyes and the aura on his body were almost solidified.

Even the dumbest person could see that this guy was definitely a ruthless character who had killed countless people.

"Get out of here now!"

Shen Lian shouted loudly, and the surrounding detectives immediately fled in fear, scattering like birds and beasts.

Shen Lian sneered upon seeing this and sheathed the half-pulled Xiuchun Sword.

The captain who was cursing his colleagues for being disloyal suddenly trembled, and immediately smiled and looked at Lu Jianxing flatteringly, saying: "Please spare my life, please spare my life, I am only following orders. You just want the reward, right? Let me down, I will take you to get it, take you to get it..."

Lu Jianxing sneered, "Don't confuse us with you. The bounty must be paid, and the wrong prisoner must be released!"

The captain hesitated: "This..."

Lu Jianxing frowned: "Hmm?"

The head of the police immediately changed his expression and said flatteringly, "Okay, okay!"

Lu Jianxing's expression then eased a little and he turned to look at Zhao Lihe behind him.

Zhao Lihe nodded, and Lu Jianxing immediately loosened his grip, allowing the captain, whose feet were dangling in the air, to land on the ground.

The captain of the police fell to the ground and realized that his clothes were soaked with cold sweat.

He coughed twice, rubbed his neck which was hurt by his collar, and then approached Zhao Lihe with a smile on his face.

"Please follow me, my dear men!"

Obviously, he knew who was the real boss.

Zhao Lihe glanced at him calmly and said, "Lead the way."

The captain nodded and said, "Yes, yes!"

Not long after, everyone arrived at the yamen’s prison without any hindrance.

Zhao Lihe couldn't help shaking his head as he looked at the jailer who nodded and bowed when given some silver and led them around the prison like a butler or servant.

The world is in such a mess that, compared to this world, even the late Ming Dynasty under the rule of Chongzhen seemed like a paradise on earth.

Not long after, everyone came to a cell. There were two prisoners in the cell, one old and one young. The old one was holding a stone, carving words on the wall intently, and looked crazy.

The younger one was lying on the dry grass, holding a book and snoring.

The jailer flattered, "My Lords, this young man is Zhou Yabing. Don't be fooled by his scholarly appearance. He is very skilled in swinging those two axes. When we captured him, many of our brothers were killed or injured!"

"If you really want to take him out...you have to pay more!"