Chapter 475: The other side of Buddha

As the sword flowers were rolling, the knife in Zhang Haotian's hand woves a knife net in front of him, preventing Tianye Saburo's sword from being stabbed. However, just as he was wielding it, Tianye Saburo's arm suddenly stopped, and the knife flower suddenly lost, and the tip of the knife was aimed at his right heart. At this time, Zhang Haotian's sword had already swung to the left side of his body.

You should know that when a normal person is waving at high speed, the knife in his hand cannot be completely still in an instant. He must undergo thousands of training, from extreme movement to extreme static. It is the essence of this "Snowflake Slash". Tano Saburo has practiced it for 70 years and can really remain motionless, even a mung bean can be stabbed.

The knife in Zhang Haotian's hand was swinging left and right, and it would never take more than one second to return to the protection of his right heart. However, Tianye Saburo only needed this second to pierce his knife forward like lightning, and he would penetrate Zhang Haotian's right heart in the blink of an eye. If the tip of the knife was in a few inches, he would fall to the ground and die if he could not hum with a sound.

No one could react in this second, but Zhang Haotian knew something was wrong in his heart when Tianno Saburo suddenly stopped his arm, and subconsciously moved his body to the left.

Just after he did this, his chest was cold. Tano Saburo's knife was so fast that he could not feel the pain for a moment. He had already penetrated through the middle of his chest, and the tip of the knife penetrated from his back.

Although he hurriedly avoided the fatal point, Zhang Haotian's mind was not panicked. At this time, he made another unexpected move, holding the knife in his hand against the sword of Tiano Saburo, so that it would not be chopped down in his body. His body actually rushed forward and penetrated directly to the handle of the sword of Tiano Saburo's samurai sword. His right hand still used his sword to block Tiano Saburo's blade, but his left hand suddenly stretched out and hit Tiano Saburo's throat. This was the "dragon gripper" in the true Hongquan. The original purpose of the move was to lock the throat, but the lethality of the throat was slower. Tiano Saburo's knife could not cut down, but could stir in his body. If he hit Tiano Saburo's throat with all his strength, he would be seriously injured even if he did not die.

Tano Saburo's "Snowflake Slash" was indeed a slash when the knife penetrated the enemy's body, causing the enemy's chest and abdomen to split into two parts. Unexpectedly, Zhang Haotian would use this method to break his move. Seeing his fist running towards his throat, he could not dodge in a hurry, so he had to let go of the hilt with both hands and quickly retreated three or four steps.

At this time, Zhang Haotian felt the severe pain from his chest. The nearly one-meter-long samurai sword penetrated into his body, making him difficult and heavy. However, he knew even more that the amount of blood splashed by such a wide samurai sword was very amazing and he would not be able to support it at all. The only way now is to chop Saburo Tano under the knife as soon as possible. However, with this person's experience, of course, he knew that it would be difficult for him to hold on for too long. If he wandered around without contacting him, he would insert a heavy knife, and how could he chase him?

After Tano Saburo retreated a few steps, he stared at Zhang Haotian wearing a knife, his eyes full of respect and praise, and nodded and said, "No wonder Heisuke died in your hands. Reaction and quick wisdom are born, and are extremely important for martial artists. Mr. Zhang, your sword skills need to be honed, but your talent is superb. Lu Dongjie is better than me, and even the apprentice he accepted is stronger than my apprentice. I completely lost to him."

Speaking of this, he sighed, but slowly pulled out a short sword from his waist. Such a short sword was called "Sharing" by Japanese samurai and was used for close combat to save his life. Now that his long sword has been lost, he naturally has to use a short sword.

Although Tano Saburo only had a short sword, Zhang Haotian did not dare to be careless at all. He knew that he was powerless to fight Tano Saburo again. He had already stepped into the gate of hell with one foot, but even if he had only one breath left, he had to persevere.

Looking at Zhang Haotian's chest and abdomen stained with blood through the knife, but still fierce eyes, Tianye Saburo nodded again and said, "Mr. Zhang, you are a Chinese warrior worthy of respect. It's amazing, but now you must pay attention, because I will use my most powerful move to deal with you. This move is called "On the Side of Buddha". It was created by me. If you use one move, you will see life and death."

As he spoke, he raised his short knife high above his head, and suddenly let out a hoarse roar, moving his footsteps and rushed towards Zhang Haotian.

Zhang Haotian heard Tano Saburo's roar and was cautious. Seeing that he had rushed to him, he held the short sword high with both hands, and a large piece of flaw appeared in front of his chest. He immediately stabbed him straight. However, since this was the most powerful move created by Tano Saburo, of course it would not be that simple. He suspected that Tano Saburo deliberately exposed so many flaws to lure him into a trap, so he controlled his strength and the speed of firing was not fast, and he was ready to deal with Tano Saburo's changes at any time.

However, a scene that he never expected happened. Not only did Tano Saburo not change, he suddenly let go of his hand, and the short knife fell from his head, but his feet accelerated, and his body silently hit the tip of Zhang Haotian's knife, and the position was his heart.

Seeing that Tano Saburo was penetrated by his knife, the snow-white warrior uniform was stained with blood, and then fell softly to the ground. Zhang Haotian realized that what he said was life and death, but in fact, it was suicide. He squatted down and hugged his body and said, "Mr. Tianye, why are you like this?"

Tano Saburo was stabbed in the vital part, but there was no expression of pain on his face, but instead he was filled with a plain and peaceful smile. He said in a very weak voice: "The other side of the Buddha is... it is liberation. Although I became a monk, the demonic obstacles in my heart have never been eliminated. I have long been able to realize the truth by death, but I always feel that the dust relationship... the dust relationship has not ended and lacks courage. I didn't expect you to appear suddenly. This must be the Buddha's will, telling me that it is time to escape from the sea of ​​suffering and eliminate the demonic obstacles. You... you broke the snowflakes... the snowflakes cut, I have already helped Hei help... and do my best... I want to see them now... they are mother and son, so high... high..."

At this time, his voice was getting lower and lower, like a mosquito, and the last word "Xing" was never spit out, so he closed his eyes, but his face was indescribable.

Holding Tano Saburo who died in his arms, Zhang Haotian suddenly felt that this person was both a hateful person and a pitiful person. His family has been the emperor's servant samurai for generations. His loyalty is like the blood flowing in their bodies. Even when they die, they have never repented for the crimes committed by invading China. That is because in his heart, he felt that everything he did in China was for the emperor and the country. From the perspective of a Japanese samurai, this was even their honor and glory.

Emotionally, he is a man of infatuation. To be precise, he is infatuated with Bai Butterfly. Otherwise, with his identity and conditions, he would never have brought her to Japan, nor would he give up his political career that could bring glory to his family. He has been with Bai Butterfly. Due to his temporary jealousy, he harmed Lu Dongjie, but he suffered a tragic retribution. He watched the woman he loved most kill her biological son and herself, and lived in endless pain for decades. It was really sad and lamentable.

At this time, he gradually felt weak and chilling all over his body. He knew that his blood was rapidly losing, and it was no longer possible to walk down the snow-capped Mount Fuji. Tano Saburo said that the other side of the Buddha is liberation, and death is undoubtedly a method of complete liberation, but if he dies, can he really get liberation?

The strong desire to survive made Zhang Haotian want to stand up, but when he just stood up, he felt a heavy head and light feet, and the sky turned dizzy, his eyes turned black and his feet soft, and he lay on the ground on his back. The long warrior sword stuck in his body was hit by the ground, and the blade body moved upwards, and this piece was full of blood like red paint.

Strangely, Zhang Haotian seemed to have no pain at this moment. A vast white fog appeared in his mind. Some figures appeared from time to time in the fog, including men and women. He tried hard to open his eyes and see it clearly, but the eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally fell into endless darkness...

I don’t know how long it took, but when Zhang Haotian opened his eyes again, there was a bright light in front of him, but he saw himself lying on the bed of a small house, with a window above his head, and a ray of sunlight penetrated through the window, making people feel warm and comfortable.

Zhang Haotian couldn't help but move his body, and felt a pain in his chest. When he lifted the quilt, he saw that the wound on his chest was tightly wrapped in white gauze, and a strong smell of herbs came from it, obviously there was still medicine inside.

At this moment, I heard footsteps sound, and a middle-aged monk in his fifties walked in, holding a white porcelain bowl in his hand. This middle-aged monk was the junior brother of Sanro Tano.

When Zhang Haotian saw him, he was stunned and realized that he was still in Qingjue Temple. The person who saved him and applied medicine to heal him was undoubtedly this one. In any case, Tian Ye Saburo died under his knife. Yi Ji should hate him. He unexpectedly saved him instead. He was really a bodhisattva with compassion.

Yijing looked at Zhang Haotian and opened his eyes, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face, saying, "Master Zhang, you have been unconscious for two days and two nights. Just wake up. As long as you wake up, the injury will be fine. If you drink medicine to regulate your breathing, the wound will slowly heal."

As he said, he handed the porcelain bowl in his hand to Zhang Haotian and said, "This is a medicine made with ice lotus seeds. This ice lotus seed is only available on the top of Nanli Mountain in Mount Fuji. It is very effective in stopping bleeding and muscle growth. You can drink it."

The monk Jing spoke Japanese, but most of Zhang Haotian could understand it, and he could guess the rest. He didn't know if he said it was "ice lotus seeds" and the snow lotus in Tianshan Mountains in China were the same plants. He took it and drank the medicine in the bowl, and said in Japanese: "Master Yijing, thank you for saving me and using such precious medicine to treat me."

Monk Yijing took the bowl from his hand, but shook his head and said, "Master Zhang, what you should thank is not me, it should be my senior brother Yikong. When he went out to duel with you, he explained a lot of things to me, especially if he died in your hands, he told me not to hate you. In addition, he also left a power of attorney saying that you were alive, so he asked you to go to the Qianba Cemetery in Hokkaido to take this power of attorney to take a lady's ashes and take it to China."

Of course, Zhang Haotian knew whose ashes were, and nodded and said, "Okay, I will do this well. Master Yijing, Master Yikong have you buried it?"

Monk Yijing nodded and said, "After you go out, my senior brother explained a lot to me. His body, I have buried with my master on the top of the mountain according to his last wish. Alas, I am the only one left in Qingjue Temple now, but this may help me realize the Tathagata and understand the Zen method as soon as possible."

Zhang Haotian couldn't help but say, "Master Yijing, you live alone at the foot of this mountain. If the mountain is blocked with heavy snow, how can you solve the problem of food? What should you do if you get an acute or serious illness? Why not go down the mountain and find another temple to practice."

Monk Yijing shook his head and said, "I went bankrupt when I was thirty years old. I was originally planning to climb to the top of Mount Fuji from Nanli to commit suicide, but later I was rescued by my master and extradited me to become a monk at Qingjue Temple. Although it is so miserable here, it can give people peace that there is nowhere else. I will not leave. If there is anything, I have a cell phone to keep in touch with the police. If it really happens if it is an acute illness and has no time to go down the mountain, it is also the Buddha's intention to extradite me to the Western Paradise."

Speaking of this, he asked Zhang Haotian to rest well and walked out. In addition to stopping bleeding and muscle growth, the ice lotus seeds also have the effect of calming the mind and calming the mind. After a while, Zhang Haotian fell asleep again.

In this way, Zhang Haotian had been lying in the bed for ten days. On the fourth day, he could move out of the bed and walk slowly. On the tenth day, the wound on his chest had already scarred, but if he moved too fast, the trauma inside would still be a little painful.

In the early spring, in the morning of that day, Zhang Haotian got up early and walked into the courtyard. He saw thousands of rays of clouds in the east, and it became brighter and brighter. Suddenly, a round red ball jumped out of the clouds, and the world suddenly became clear. The snow-covered top of Mount Fuji was like a woman with white skin but lightly rubbed rouge, solemnly and charming.

Zhang Haotian moved his skills and felt that there would be no problem going down the mountain. When he saw Monk Yijing knocking on wooden Buddha statues in the main hall and chanting scriptures, he walked in and made a request, asking him to take him to Master Yikong's grave.

Of course, Monk Yijing would not refuse, so he and he climbed to the top of the mountain along a small path on the right side of the waterfall. Although the top of the mountain was only more than 60 meters away from the clearings of Qingjue Temple, the higher the steps, the thicker the snow. The wound on Zhang Haotian's body did not recover and walked very slowly, and it took almost an hour.

When Monk Yijing led him to a place, he saw two simple graves piled up under a cluster of pine forests. Because there were pine trees blocking the snow, the two graves were not buried by snow. One of them was full of new mud, which was naturally Sanro Tano.

When Zhang Haotian saw that there were no tombstones on both graves, he asked Monk Yijing and said, "Master, why are there no tombstones in this grave?"

Monk Yijing looked at the old grave and said, "That's what my master meant. He said that people come naked and go naked, and can't take anything away. There is a place where they buried their skins, which is already a form of appearance. What's more, the name of a person is just an illusory code name. It's useless to set up a tombstone, so his tomb did not allow me and my senior brother to leave the tombstone, and the senior brother's last wish is also with the master. If I die in the future, this will happen. My suicide note has been written and it will be left in a conspicuous position in the temple. When someone collects the body, he will always find it."

Zhang Haotian did not understand life and death, nor was he tired of the world. Of course, he could not understand the thoughts of the monks. He could only sigh and bow deeply to the tomb of his master, then walked to Tianye Saburo's grave and bent down to bow. Although this person had all kinds of evil deeds, he told himself everything, clearing the name of White Butterfly's harm to husband. Death is the greatest. Before leaving, let's say goodbye to him at the end.

After bowing, Zhang Haotian did not stay for long, and returned to Qingjue Temple with Monk Yijing, brought his backpack and said goodbye to him.

Monk Yijing did not try to keep it, but gave him a packet of steamed buns, and handed him the letter of attorney left by Saburo Tianye, asking him to go to the Chiba Cemetery in Hokkaido to bring the ashes of the white butterfly back to China.

Down the mountain from Qingjue Temple, due to the change in the climate over the past ten days, the snow on the road began to melt, but it became even more slippery and wet and difficult to walk. Zhang Haotian endured the pain caused by the wound and slowly walked down. He drank the Qingquan flowing on the roadside and ate three steamed buns. At three o'clock in the afternoon, he arrived at the "Qingxin Pavilion". He sat in the pavilion for a while, called Liu Guangzu, and asked him to drive to the mountain in Nanli, Mount Fuji to pick him up, and then continued to go down. At this moment, there were stone steps to pass, so it would be easy to go down.

After waiting in the open space up the mountain for more than an hour, he saw a white Porsche driving over. The driving was Liu Guangzu. Although Zhang Haotian was recovering from the mountain for more than ten days, his mobile phone did not stop contacting the outside world. He did not say too much, but said that he had lived in a temple on the mountain for a while. Now that he saw Liu Guangzu, he did not mention the injury. He had decided to go to the Qianba Cemetery in Hokkaido immediately and take away the ashes of the white butterfly.

One day later, the two drove to Hokkaido.

Hokkaido is the northernmost island of Japan's four main islands and the second largest island in Japan. It is located in the northernmost part of the Japanese archipelago and is known as the "Key of the North Gate of Japan". It is famous for its cool climate and beautiful scenery, especially the volcanic hot springs, which is a major tourist feature. However, Zhang Haotian did not have the intention to travel. When he found out that the Chikashima Cemetery was in Kōkai City, Hokkaido, he opened it and found a person in charge of the cemetery named Matsuda Hashi, and handed him the authorization letter of attorney to Saburo Tano. Matsuda Hashi took them to the tomb of the White Butterfly, but he saw that it was well repaired. Zhang Haotian then realized that Saburo Tano cremated and buried the white butterfly with his wife's ceremony, and their child Kiyo Tano was not buried in the same place. Perhaps because the White Butterfly killed his child himself, Saburo Tano didn't want him to bury him with his mother.
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