My Demon Queen

Chapter 330 Take away

"Abbot, what is good and what is evil?"

Wuyou put his hands together, stood in front of Abbot Huihai, and spoke slowly.

"Amitabha, kindness is compassion, having sympathy for all living beings, treating others with kindness, such as giving alms to the poor, helping the suffering, and comforting the hurt. Kind people have bright hearts and warm actions, and can bring hope and peace to others. Evil is selfish thoughts, harming others for one's own selfish interests, and harboring hatred, greed and jealousy. Evil people have dusty hearts and many perverse actions, bringing pain and disputes to the world."

Although Abbot Huihai frowned slightly, he still tried his best to answer Wuyou's questions.

"Amitabha, if someone has not done any evil but is given a bad name, while all his actions are good, is this person good or evil?" Wuyou asked respectfully, clasping his hands together.

Abbot Huihai placed his right hand on his chest, holding a staff in his left hand. He closed his eyes slightly and then opened them again. After staring at Wuyou for a moment, he cast his gaze towards the finals venue behind Wuyou. A deep light flashed in his eyes, and then he slowly said, "The judgment of good and evil is not only to observe one's actions, but also to observe one's heart. If the heart is good, then it is good; if the heart is evil, then it is evil. It cannot be generalized."

"Amitabha, the Buddha said that if a wicked person puts down his butcher knife, he will become a Buddha instantly. Then why can't a wicked person who doesn't even raise his butcher knife become a Buddha?" Wuyou asked again, his eyes full of thought and desire for knowledge.

"Brother Wuyou, are you planning to debate Buddhism with me here?" Abbot Huihai frowned slightly, narrowed his eyes, and looked at Wuyou with a bit of impatience.

Wuyou did not back down, his expression was firm, he clasped his hands together and bowed slightly, saying: "Master Abbot, the Buddha's teachings are boundless, and one can understand the Buddha's teachings by observing all things in the world. I have a doubt in my heart, so I seek an answer."

"Not at this time!" Abbot Huihai's words were as firm as a rock.

"Why?" Wuyou continued to ask without giving in.

“How dare you!” Abbot Huihai’s eyes widened in anger, and the pressure from the Tribulation Period burst out like a surging wave in an instant.

Wuyou was forced to kneel down involuntarily under this terrifying pressure.

However, his expression remained calm, and he did not frown even though a trace of blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth.

His eyes were lowered, and his expression was still full of compassion.

"Everything in the world is shrouded in the fear of the disaster star, but you stop me at this time. I asked you to find the disaster star, but you got very close to the fox demon. Wuyou, you have disappointed me and the Buddha so much." Abbot Huihai was furious and his voice was as loud as a bell.

Wuyou clasped his hands together, struggling to hold on under the pressure of the Tribulation Period, but still said calmly: "Wuyou's journey, everyone he meets is a good person, a friend. There is no such thing as a disaster star, nor a fox demon. In Wuyou's eyes, they are all living beings."

Abbot Huihai was so angry that he was shaking all over. "Amitabha, so, I am evil?"

Wuyou slowly raised his head and said with a firm look: "Abbot, you are obsessed with the disaster star, which has violated the precept of anger; you are obsessed with the Western Paradise standing between heaven and earth, which has violated the precept of greed. You..."

"Enough!" Abbot Huihai was furious, and then waved his hand to cast a spell, imprisoning Wuyou in the spot. "Wuyou cannot distinguish right from wrong, and was bewitched by the evil star and deceived by the fox demon. I hereby imprison you, and all your karma will be punished when you return to the Western Paradise." Abbot Huihai said slowly to the people behind him.

The monks looked at each other in silence, just looking at Wuyou quietly, with complex emotions revealed in their eyes.

Then Abbot Huihai led all the monks into the final venue.

Wuyou was trapped alone outside the venue, his bald head obscured his expression, making it impossible to detect any emotion in him.

Suddenly, a gust of fragrance drifted quietly into Wuyou's nostrils along with a breeze.

Wuyou sniffed it gently, and the unique fragrance caused a ripple in his originally calm heart.

Even the expressionless handsome face, which had been unable to move due to Huihai's pressure from the Tribulation Crossing Stage, frowned slightly at this moment. He slowly raised his head and looked forward.

I saw a fiery red skirt swaying in the wind, as dazzling as a burning flame.

The bare feet stepped lightly on the sand, and the string of red beads on the smooth ankles sparkled mysteriously in the sun.

Wuyou looked carefully and saw nine red tails reflected in his eyes, like dancing flames, full of mystery and charm.

The nine-tailed fox walked slowly to Wuyou and looked down at Wuyou who was kneeling on the ground and imprisoned.

Her voice was charming and moving, like the sound of nature: "To do something that cannot be done can be described as...stupid."

There was a hint of teasing and sarcasm in the voice, but it also seemed to hide some indescribable emotion.

Wuyou stared blankly at the nine-tailed fox that suddenly appeared in front of him, with countless questions circling in his mind like flying birds. However, at this moment, he didn't know where to start.

"You seem to have a lot of questions? But don't ask. The target this time is not you, but someone else. So, wait for me to come back!" The nine-tailed fox bent down, revealing her snow-white skin. She approached Wuyou and spoke softly.

Wuyou quickly closed his eyes, not daring to open them and look at the nine-tailed fox, "Your target... is also Donor Ye An?"

The nine-tailed fox looked at Wuyou's closed eyes and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The laughter was crisp and pleasant, yet also carried a bit of unruliness and carefreeness.

Then she patted Wuyou on the shoulder, without answering Wuyou's question, and walked past Wuyou towards the competition venue.

Wuyou wanted to turn back, but he was held tightly and couldn't move at all.

He could only hear the sound of bare feet stepping on the ground, moving away from him little by little, and the uneasiness in his heart gradually spread.

In the finals venue, countless spectators cast their eyes towards the figure on Ye An's left, all with puzzled expressions. They whispered to each other, trying to guess the intentions of these people who suddenly appeared.

Mu Wushuang looked at this group of people who suddenly appeared, and alarm bells rang in her heart. For a moment, she clenched her hand tightly on the hilt of the sword, her eyes full of vigilance.

Seeing this, Xiaorou knew that this group of people had bad intentions, so she drew her sword and came to Ye An in an instant. She stood tall and straight, like a proudly blooming flower, guarding Ye An behind her.

Ye An looked at Xiao Rou's actions and a helpless smile appeared on his face, "Xiao Rou! Am I so worthy of protection?" There was a hint of ridicule and mockery in his tone.

Xiaorou looked at Ye An in confusion, not understanding why he said that.

She always felt that Ye An's tone was a little strange, as if it had the flavor of tea, making it unpredictable.

"Amitabha, what is your name, donor?"