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Chapter 681 In Qingshou Temple
At dawn, the sun was about to come out, and the melodious bells woke up the people in the capital from their sleep.Originally, evening drums and morning bells were the daily homework of the temple, but in this city, it also shouldered the function of telling the time for the common people. Seasonal changes, adjust the time to ring the bell to suit the length of day and night, and take care of the people's work and rest in winter and summer.

According to the solemn statement, it is the Buddha who is merciful and merciful to the world, and the monks should try their best to facilitate the common people.But in fact, this is a commercial behavior-temples provide timekeeping services for the people, and the people give back with incense, money and food.Since it is a commercial activity, of course the customer must be regarded as God, and I believe the Buddha will not blame it.

However, not every temple will receive feedback from residents. For example, the Qingshou Temple in the imperial city is a model of dry bells and no incense.After the little monks knocked the bell weakly, they took their brooms and began to sweep the courtyard... As for the big monks, they were doing morning classes right now.There is only one great monk who is an exception, that is, the compassionate monk who serves as the guest monk. He is in charge of all the external affairs of the temple, so he is exempted from morning classes.

It stands to reason that the monastery will be open at this time, and pilgrims can come to the door.However, Qingshou Temple has always been shunned by the common people, and its doors are crowded all day long, so there is actually no need for the gate to open so early.But on this day, Xinci was in a good mood, opened the courtyard door early, and found a pilgrim, she couldn't help being overjoyed, and thought to herself, where did the sun come out from?Someone came to offer incense.

The pilgrim was wearing a bamboo hat, so he couldn't see his real face, but he was kind and didn't care what kind of monster he was, anyway, no one dared to come to Qingshou Temple to make trouble.Then he greeted him with a smile: "The almsgiver came early, you are too smart. Taking advantage of the fact that there are not many incense offerings and the Buddha is not busy, I asked for something that would be very effective..."

The pilgrim patiently listened to his noise, shaking his shoulders, as if he was holding back crying, but also like holding back a laugh.The two entered the Daxiong Palace, the pilgrim took off his bamboo hat, and Xin Ci was dumbfounded... I couldn't help being depressed for a while, it turned out that the sun still came out from the east, and it wasn't any pilgrims who came.

"Senior Brother." That person was naturally Wang Xian. After offering incense and kowtow to the Buddha, he got up and clasped his hands together and said with a smile, "Why don't you welcome me?"

"Why don't you welcome me." Xinci said in a disappointing way, "But you came early, the abbot is still in meditation."

"It doesn't matter." Wang Xian said with a smile: "I came early on purpose so that I could talk to my brother."

"I think you're just eating breakfast." Xinci had a little smile on her face, and accompanied him inside. "You are here today, there is oil to eat in the morning."

"Brother is really wise." Wang Xian said with a thick-skinned smile, "I just came to catch breakfast. The plain noodles at Qingshou Temple are really delicious."

"Of course, it's something the emperor never forgets after eating it." Xin Ci couldn't help being very proud, and then said depressedly: "It's free to eat, but no one comes to eat. What kind of world is this?"

"Isn't that good? You are still free, and the temple can pay two less." Wang Xian said with a smile: "It is said that when a monk hits the clock for a day, why can't senior brother see it?"

"This poor monk doesn't like to hear that." The Zhike monk said with a serious face: "I am a Zhike monk, and I specialize in receiving pilgrims. If no pilgrims come to my door all day, wouldn't I become a freelancer? Hey, how embarrassing... ..."

"Ha." Wang Xian couldn't help laughing and said, "Brother is really full of integrity."

"Uh..." Xinci heard his words were interesting, just about to laugh out loud, when she suddenly heard a noise coming from the dining hall, her complexion sank immediately, and she hurried in to check.

Wang Xian followed Xinci into the Zhaitang, and saw a young monk fighting with several adult monks.Although the young monk Kong Wu is powerful and has extraordinary skills, the monks in Qingshou Temple are very evil, and even the monks are very good at cooking.

Coupled with the fact that there were many people bullying and few people were bullied, several monks made fun of the young monk. The young monk suddenly threw himself at the person in front of him, and the monk behind kicked him on his ass and kicked him to eat shit. Can't help but laugh out loud.

Wang Xian frowned slightly, because he saw who the young monk was. He was the eldest son and grandson Yexian of Mahamu who he had brought back from Mobei. He is now a young monk in Qingshou Temple. , is still his apprentice... But he didn't shout to stop those monks, but stood at the door with folded arms, watching with great interest and first, what will happen next?
He needs to take a good look at what is so special about this first—if this first is indeed the one who will capture the emperor of the Ming Dynasty in the future, he should not succumb so easily.Sure enough, I saw that he threw himself on the ground before rolling, and hugged a monk's leg. The monk quickly raised his other foot, trying to kick him away, but he let out a scream that didn't sound like a human howling:

"what……"

Wang Xian saw clearly from the side, and he bit the monk's calf first... The monk immediately fell to the ground in pain, covered his calf with one hand, and howled with the other. Hit away.

"Let go! Let go!" the monk howled in an inhuman voice, Ye Xian didn't seem to notice it, he just bit his calf tightly.The monk was in pain and anger, he lost his mind, and hit with all his strength, he vomited blood after a few blows... This is like beating snacks, meat and milk to practice martial arts, even those who are extremely strong, if it is ordinary people who suffer After these few blows, the five internal organs will be smashed to pieces.

If so, Yexian still bites his mouth firmly, his eyes are blood red, like a hungry wolf cub...

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At first, when she heard someone fighting in the dining hall, Xin Ci was quite anxious, but when she saw that it was the thorny head who was being beaten first, she stood aside with her hands and laughed to see him being bullied.It wasn't until both sides saw blood and saw that they were about to die that they coughed and stopped and said, "Stop it, have you just eaten the precepts?"

"Senior Brother..." Seeing Senior Brother Xinci coming, several great monks hurried forward to fight.But he couldn't pull Yexian away, so he had to greet him with fists and kicks, knocked him out, opened his jaw, and separated Yexian from the monk.

Not long after Jaye was knocked unconscious, the monk also passed out from the pain... At this moment, everyone found out in horror that on the monk's bloody calf, two rows of clear tooth marks could be seen deep into the bone. I can't speak.

Fortunately, Wang Xian coughed, reminded the Zhike monk, and quickly asked the monks to carry the two to a side room, and quietly asked them to treat them, so as to avoid a big incident.

As soon as the two were carried away, the monks finished their morning lessons and filed in for a meal.

Zhike Monk and Wang Xian sat down at a table in the corner, wiped their sweat secretly and said, "If this goes on, people will definitely die."

"What's going on?" Wang Xian looked at the monks who were sitting one after another, with complicated expressions on his face.Ordinarily, he didn't need to feel sorry for him first, but after all, that kid was brought from the grassland by himself, and he had promised his grandfather and father that he would take good care of him.Looking at it now, Yexian's situation is obviously worse than bad, very bad.

This cannot but be said to be his dereliction of duty.

"I've asked, and it's like this," Xinci whispered, "You know that the temple is strictly guarded. Even though Yi Nian has been here for more than a year, he still makes mistakes every now and then. If you make a mistake, you will naturally be punished. Yesterday He was fined not to eat for a day. He may have been starving this morning. He ran to the kitchen to steal some food before dinner was served, but was caught by a few monks in charge of the kitchen. The two sides quarreled and then moved. hands down..."

"My master knows about this?" Wang Xian asked in a low voice.

"Why does the abbot take care of these trivial matters? Now all the monks in the temple are under the strict supervision of Brother Jie." Xin Ci moved her chin toward the door, and Wang Xian saw a middle-aged monk with black eyebrows and a serious face come in.

As soon as the monk came in, the dining hall, which was still a little noisy, could be heard immediately, and the monks sat upright, looking at their noses and hearts, for fear that he would pick out the wrong thing.

The disciplined monk with a strict Dharma name first glanced at the monks with a stern look, then walked up to a monk with steady steps, and asked, "Have you delivered the master's breakfast?"

"I'm going to deliver it now." The monk hurriedly stood up with a food box.

"What are you still dawdling about?" Xin Yan said coldly.

"Senior Brother Xinyan, let me deliver it." A voice rang out suddenly, someone spoke without permission, and Xinyan couldn't help being furious. He suddenly turned his head to follow the prestige, and couldn't help being stunned. "Junior Brother, why are you here?" Although Wang Xian was secretly accepted as a closed disciple by Monk Daoyan, at least the important figures such as Discipline Monk and Zhike Monk knew about it.

"Hehe, good morning, brother." Wang Xian clasped his palms together and said, "I haven't listened to Master's teaching for a long time, and I haven't eaten the plain noodles in our temple for a long time. I miss it very much."

"Amitabha." Xin Yan couldn't understand whether Wang Xian wanted to eat noodles or his master.But the other party was not a monk in the temple, and he couldn't put on airs like a big brother, so he could only pronounce the Buddha's name to express his dissatisfaction.

"Then I'm going, senior brother." Wang Xian pretended that he agreed, grinned at the little monk who delivered the food, picked up the food box and went out.

The little monk watched Wang Xian disappear at the door of the Zhaitang in astonishment, and then looked timidly at Xinyan.

Xinyan snorted, ignored the little monk, walked to his seat and sat down, the monks calmed down, recited scriptures under the leadership of their senior brothers, and began to eat quietly...

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Wang Xian entered with a food box, came outside the meditation room in the backyard, took a deep breath, knocked on the door, and after a while, he heard the old monk inside softly say: "Come in."

Wang Xian pushed open the door and went in, only to see the old monk sitting cross-legged on the futon with his eyes slightly closed and his brows downcast.He called out "Master" softly, opened the food box, took out several copper rice bowls inside, placed them in front of the old monk, and gently placed the chopsticks and spoons on the bowls.

"Coming?" The old monk didn't open his eyes, but he obviously knew who was coming.

(End of this chapter)