Back to the early Tang Dynasty to be a fairy

Chapter 238 You, you, you, and you, let's be vulgar!

Seeing the scripture scrolls in the Dayunjing Temple and the Buddha statues being burned bit by bit, even monk Zhixi had already prepared for it, but he still felt a burst of heartache.

These are the foundations of their Fa Hua Sect!

On the other hand, Fu Yi was the complete opposite. He looked at the burning scriptures and Buddha statues with joy.

After almost all the monks from Dayunjing Temple had arrived, Fu Yi raised the document file wrapped in yellow silk in his hand.

"By the order of the sage, Shatai Fahuazong..."

"Yes!"

Monk Zhixi looked helpless, put his hands together, and bowed deeply with the rest of the monks!
"Follow the holy will!"

"The sage said that only one temple of the Fahua sect can be left in Chang'an and Luoyang, and the rest can be left alone. Only monks of the Fahua sect can stay in the temple if they practice diligently and abide by the precepts. Or those who have deficiencies in the precepts will immediately retreat."

Fu Yi first said Li Yuan's original words, and then put down the yellow silk document in his hand.

"So someone was ordered to identify you, to see if you are diligent and observant, if so..."

Fu Yi pointed to the ground with his finger.

"Only you can continue to practice in this monastery. If not, then don't blame someone for taking back your certificate and cassock, and I will send you back to vulgarity."

"This one……"

Monk Zhixi clasped his hands together and said sincerely to Fu Yi.

"Fu Lingyin, you are not one of my monks, so it's okay to talk about discipline, but it's not appropriate for you to judge whether we are diligent and practicing?"

"how……"

Fu Yi looked at the monk Zhixi in front of him, and immediately frowned.

"Monk Zhixi, do you mean that something is unfair?"

Fu Yi's words made Monk Zhixi choke, not knowing what to say...

By the way, don't everyone in Datang know what Fu Yi's attitude towards our Buddhism is?Do you think you can be fair?

"Humph!"

Looking at the Zhixi monk in front of him, Fu Yi waved his hands with a gloomy face.

"Okay, in order to show fairness, I should find another deputy now..."

After hearing his words, monk Zhixi thought that the other party was going to take a step back, so he put his hands together again.

"Thank you..."

Before Monk Zhixi finished speaking, he saw Fu Yi turned his head and said to the little Taoist priest in white standing beside him.

"Qingwei, come and make a judgment with a certain one!"

After hearing Fu Yi's words, Monk Zhi Xi blinked with a dazed expression.

This is Fu Yi, for your sake of fairness, you find a Taoist priest to identify whether the monk is serious about cultivation?
Don't you think there is something wrong with your idea?

"Fu Lingyin?"

Old monk Zhixi gritted his teeth and raised his defense again.

"This is a big matter. Shouldn't you find someone from the Buddhist sect to be the judge?"

"no need!"

Fu Yi simply waved his hand.

"Don't worry, I have always done things with a clear conscience and will not act arbitrarily, so only if both of you and Qingwei feel that you are not diligent or lacking in precepts, you will recover the ultimatum and let him go back to the vulgar."

"But……"

Monk Zhixi seemed to be planning to protest, but at this moment, a sergeant had moved out a few cases, two futons, and a seat from the empty yard next to him.

"You don't need to say..."

Fu Yi waved his hand, interrupting Monk Zhixi's words, Da Ma Jindao sat cross-legged on the futon behind the table, and waved to Kong Qing.

"Come on, Qingwei, sit here!"

Kong Qing raised the whisk in his hand, and then sat cross-legged on the futon.

After Kong Qing also sat down, he saw Fu Yi wave his hand to the side again, and a Taoist priest next to him with a stack of account books immediately put a book in his hand in front of him.

"Next, I will start to check the number of certificates issued to your monastery by the Chongxuan Administration..."

Fu Yixin opened the roster in his hand and said without raising his head.

"As for those private monks who don't have a degree certificate, I don't waste too much time, you just return to the vulgar! As for the slaves and maidservants in the temple, according to the system of my Tang Dynasty, all of them will be exiled. Do you have any objection to this?"

"Fu Lingyin..."

Monk Zhixi let out another long sigh, stepped forward, and said in a sincere voice.

"The old monk has no objection to the matter of slaves, but the matter of private monks should not be so simple. After all, the number of certificates issued by my Tang Dynasty in the past few years is limited. It is understandable that some people who are interested in recluses cannot get certificates for the time being... ..."

Before he could finish his words, Fu Yi forcefully pushed him back.

"Don't stay in the temple if you don't have a certificate, you can go back to your own home to worship the Buddha!"

Monk Zhixi let out a long sigh, and took another silent step back.

"The first one, Monk Faqing..."

Just as Monk Zhixi retreated, Fu Yi had already started calling out according to the roster.

"Who is Monk Faqing?"

Hearing his voice, a middle-aged monk with a rosy face came out of the crowd tremblingly, and bowed to Fu Yi.

"The poor monk is Faqing."

"you?"

Fu Yi raised his head and looked him up and down with disdain.

"Your face is flushed, and you can tell that your brain is full of fat at a glance. Can you be called hardworking? Sha Tai!"

"what!"

After hearing Fu Yi's words, the rosy-faced Monk Faqing was stunned.

It never occurred to him that after he came out he didn't say anything, and that the certificate would be taken back...

What a disaster!
"Fu Lingyin, isn't your judgment too hasty?"

Monk Zhixi stood up again.

"How can hard work depend on the face to decide..."

"Pindao doesn't think it's rash..."

Kong Qing, who was still pinching his fingers, spoke, he raised his fly whisk with his other hand, and pointed at Monk Faqing.

"However, since the great monk Zhixi has an opinion, the poor Taoist can't make other people think that I will be punished without teaching. How about this, poor Taoist priest, I ask you something, and you have to answer it honestly!"

Monk Faqing clasped his hands together and nodded.

"Yes!"

After seeing Monk Faqing nodding, Kong Qing turned slightly to the side and asked a question casually.

"What is the relationship between you and that servant named Meizi in your temple?"

Click!

Monk Faqing suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and he was completely dumbfounded.

It never occurred to him that the little Taoist priest on the opposite side directly asked the important point in one sentence.

"This one……"

Monk Faqing gritted his teeth.

"Because she was in charge of cleaning the temple with his father, so the poor monk has seen him, that's all?"

"is it?"

Kong Qing raised his head, the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a sneer.

"But as far as Pindao knows, you didn't just meet her. You saw her very carefully. It can be said that you saw every inch clearly... Didn't you sleep with her last night?" ?"

After hearing Kong Qing's words, Monk Faqing opened his mouth and said in a stern tone.

"You are slander!"

"Do you still need a poor monk to slander you? You monk in heat, bah!"

Kong Qing spat at him disdainfully.

"Do you think no one in the monastery knows what you have done? Poor Dao can find [-] or [-] witnesses at any time. You'd better return to vulgarity honestly and then go into heat, Sand throw him away!"

After hearing Kong Qing's words, two Taoist priests on one side rushed up immediately, grabbed the estrous monk, took him off, and stripped off his monk's robe.

"roll!"

Seeing Monk Faqing being beaten and kicked by the soldiers and dragged aside, waiting to return to vulgarity, Monk Zhixi closed his eyes in pain, and then he heard Fu Yi start calling the second name.

"Monk Faxin, who is Monk Faxin..."

"Namo Miaoguang Bodhisattva!"

With the sound of the Buddha's chant, a middle-aged monk stepped out from the crowd and saluted Fu Yi with palms together.

"The poor monk is!"

Monk Zhixi opened his eyes and looked at Fu Yi and Kong Qing.

He knows this monk Faxin very well. He is a decent man and a down-to-earth man. He is definitely a model among monks. He has no other shortcomings except that he has no talent and cannot practice.

This should not be eliminated by the sand!

At the same time, Fu Yi was also looking up and down at this middle-aged monk...

The other party's clothes were simple, and there were two patches on the monk's robe. His complexion was pale, and it looked like he was studying hard or was malnourished.

"Fu Lingyin..."

Monk Zhixi spoke from the side.

"Faxin's usual actions can be described as diligent practice, and he abides by the precepts. I can pass this, right?"

"You said he worked hard, okay!"

Fu Yi waved his hand, and a copy of the "Miaofa Lotus Sutra" that was almost thrown into the fire flew through the air and landed in his hand.

"Monk Faxin, since you practice diligently, you should be familiar with this "Miaofa Lotus Sutra", right?"

"Yes!"

Monk Faxin clasped his hands together and said very confidently.

"The little monk often recites and is very familiar with it."

"Oh!"

Fu Yi nodded, and casually opened the scriptures.

"Come on, tell someone, what are the four characters No. 40 on page No. 30 of this "Miao Dharma Lotus Sutra"?"

???

After hearing Fu Yi's words, Monk Faxin was stunned.

He has indeed memorized all the scriptures, but how many pages and how many words do you want him to say...

Sorry, the poor monk can't do it!

"Fu Lingyin..."

Monk Zhixi clasped his hands together and bent slightly towards Fu Yi.

"Your request is a bit difficult for others."

"is it hard?"

Fu Yixin flipped through the scriptures, and said lazily to Monk Zhixi.

"Not even this level of familiarity, what kind of monk is he..."

As he said that, Fu Yi casually threw the scripture in his hand to Monk Zhixi.

"Although XX is not a monk, he still knows your scriptures very well. How about you ask XX casually, how many pages and words are in this book? See if XX can answer."

Monk Zhixi held the "Miaofa Lotus Sutra" in his hands, and looked at the confident Fu Yi with bitterness on his face.

"Fu Lingyin, you are so talented and have a photographic memory. How can this ordinary person compare to you."

"How about a poor man to try?"

Kong Qing tilted his head and looked at Monk Zhixi innocently.

"Pindao has never read the "Lianhua Sutra of the Wonderful Law" before. Master, you can show this scripture in your hand to Pindao, and then take the same test, how about it?"

Before Monk Zhixi could speak, Monk Faxin on the side opened his mouth and pushed back.

"Nanwu Miaoguang Bodhisattva! If you really read through this little Tanyue and can remember every word on any page, that poor monk is willing to be eliminated by sand."

"good!"

Kong Qing flicked his fly whisk and beckoned to Monk Zhixi.

"Monk Zhixi, please throw the scriptures over to the poor Taoist."

"Ugh!"

Monk Zhixi sighed, and threw the scriptures in his hand in front of Kong Qing.

Kong Qing flicked through it, then threw the book to Monk Faxin.

"Come on, you can ask whatever you want!"

Faxin flipped through the book in his hand, and then asked.

"On the second page, what is the fourth word?"

"You can come up with a difficult..."

Kong Qing flicked his whisk and said lazily.

"The first typesetting on the second page is the first word of the Lotus Sutra... What do you think is the fourth word?"

"Pfft!"

Fu Yi on the side laughed outright.

Hearing this sarcastic laughter, Monk Faxin seemed to be insulted, quickly turned a lot of pages backwards, and then asked.

"Then page No.70, what are the words No.30?"

Kong Qing opened his mouth and replied without hesitation.

"Page No. 70 is the sixth volume of the Lotus Sutra of the Miaofa, and the three characters No. 30 are the word "Qiu" in the middle of the sentence "After the Tathagata dies, if the Bhikkhu."

"what……"

Monk Faxin held the scriptures in both hands and opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"It's surprising that someone can flip through the scriptures and write down all the scriptures."

"You don't even have such a little understanding of the scriptures, what kind of monk are you?"

Seeing that Monk Faxin had nothing to say, Fu Yi waved beside him.

"Sand knock him out!"

Once again, several Taoist priests stepped forward and dragged the already distraught Monk Faxin aside, and stood with Monk Faqing.

Monk Zhixi closed his eyes silently.

He finally understood that today Fu Yi and the others had no intention of letting a monk pass.

really……

"Poor monk Xuanming."

"Pindao met you in Pingkang Fang a few days ago. Didn't you pretend to be a businessman from Luoyang at that time... Sha Tai, a monk who goes shopping in a brothel!"

"Little monk Huide."

"I see that you can't even recite the scriptures backwards, and you are still a monk. Would you like me to show you... Sha Tai, an idiot!"

"The poor monk Zhan Lang."

"Pindao thinks that the monk should come from Qingxiu, not from Longyang. You wolf and the tiger next to you will be eliminated together! From now on, you can live together and fly together."

"..."

"Namo Miaoguang Bodhisattva!"

Monk Zhixi clasped his hands together and let out a long breath.

"Is this the catastrophe of my Fa Huazong?"

(End of this chapter)