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    Let's listen to the old monk proudly say: "The old man's master said that a title is a sign, no matter what it is called, as long as others know it. Even if it is my Buddha Tathagata, it is right for the old man to praise Amitabha Buddha. Even if the old man calls me Buddha  It¡¯s normal, and it¡¯s the worst thing. It¡¯s not an exaggeration if the old man doesn¡¯t open his mouth and meditates silently in his heart! But the precepts of my Buddhist school are that the old monk is fundamentally different from the old farmer before. Only by adhering to these rules can the old man be a monk  Otherwise, the old man is not a monk!"

    "Nanwu Maitreya Buddha!" ??Xiao Hua couldn't help pronouncing the Buddha's name, nodded and said, "What the master said is true, Xiaosheng is a little persistent."

    "Oh?" The old monk naturally couldn't hear any difference, but Fairy Jing was a little stunned, and looked at Xiao Hua very strangely, she hadn't heard much about the Buddha name of "Nanwu Maitreya Buddha".

    "What do you want to ask, young master?" The old monk raised his finger regretfully, sniffed deeply in front of his nose a few times, raised his hand to pull up a few grasses from the ground, and put the roots on some hairs while talking.  Chewing in his yellow teeth, wisps of grass-green juice oozes from the rhizome, giving off a burst of fragrance.

    Xiao Hua looked at some familiar movements of the old monk, and said with a smile: "Xiaosheng has been to many places, and has seen many monks. Those monks are different from the old master. They wear clean monk clothes and cassocks, and hold wooden fish and rosary beads.  , the most important thing is that they carry their pockets, they don¡¯t farm, they ask for alms every day, and ask people to give alms. So when I saw the master, Xiaosheng felt very strange, could it be that the monks in Shanliang Kingdom are different from other places?"

    The old monk scratched his head and said with a wry smile: "Young master, the old man's question is confused. The old man has never seen any monks before. Later, there was Chenghui Temple in Centipede Ridge, and there were monks in Chenghui Temple. Beat the old man who saw the monk.  From that day on, monks have to farm, and the old man has never seen a monk who does not work, so the old man can't answer you."

    Xiao Hua thought for a while, and smiled: "Master Chonghong doesn't know, just stay for a while and Xiaosheng will visit the abbot of Chenghui Temple to ask. Then the master can tell Xiaosheng, why do you have to live a good life and insist on becoming a monk?"  ?¡±

    "A good life?" Old monk Chonghong blinked his eyes, looked at Xiao Hua and said, "Which eye, young master, saw that the old man lived a good life before? What's wrong with the old man becoming a monk?"

    Xiao Hua didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said: "It's still Xiaosheng's fault. Xiaosheng has always felt that the monks who become monks in the temple are all alone, very boring, chanting scriptures and working hard every day, and there are so many rules and regulations. How can there be happiness outside the temple?"  ?¡±

    "Hehe, that's the idea of ??the young master and the young lady." The old monk Chonghong said with a smile, "The young master has a young lady to warm the bed, so naturally he doesn't need to become a monk. But the old man is different"

    Fairy Jing couldn't help blushing again, and lowered her head slightly.  She really didn't understand why Xiao Hua was so interested in such a vulgar old farmer!

    Immediately, the old monk Chonghong said the reason why he wanted to become a monk.  The experience of the old monk is also complicated. When he was young, he was a good laborer in the village, but his family was poor and could not marry a wife. Later, a woman who fled to Shanliang from another country passed by and stayed in his home.  But later, there was a war on the border of Shanliang Kingdom, and this area became the territory of other countries. People in the village were either killed or fled. The old monk's family was separated during the escape.  No, the old monk stayed in the village in order to wait for his lost family members.  The family did not wait, but the years have come.  Although the old monk can farm the land and make a living, it is always hard to be alone. If he remarries, he will be too old, so it is not easy to find.  In desperation, the old monk found Chenghui Temple in Centipede Ridge, and donated his paddy field to the temple. He was ordained as a monk, eating and drinking in the temple every day, and farming on the temple¡¯s property every day.  Life is also taken care of by young monks in the temple, which is much better than before.

    After hearing the old monk Chonghong's words, Xiao Hua's brows were a little frowned. It would be wrong to say that the Chenghui Temple occupied the villagers' good land as private property. After all, the old monk Chonghong did it voluntarily, and the old monk Chonghong made it clear  However, there are quite a few others in a similar situation to him. These old monks all voluntarily donated their land to the temple.  The old monks such as Chong Hong can't grow these fields by themselves, but there are strong young monks and young monks in the temple. These old monks usually can't eat meat, other vegetables are not lacking, and there are even some silver and copper coins  Send it down.  Not only that, there are monks in Chenghui Temple every day to urge Chong Hong and other old monks to recite scriptures. Even if these old monks can't read, the monks will recite sentence by sentence, and let these old monks follow along.  Necessary, of course, the time for these homework may be much less than that in ordinary temples.

    After waiting, Xiao Hua heard old monk Chonghong talk about that in Chenghui Temple, there are not only old monks like them, but also some orphans who have been taken in by them since childhood.??Generally, the poor and difficult people around Centipede Ridge come to Chenghui Temple to find monks to solve any difficulties.  Xiao Hua couldn't help turning his head to look at Fairy Jing, and said in a low voice: "The old are supported, the young are educated, the poor are supported, the difficult are helped, and the widows, widows, lonely, disabled and sick are all supported?"

    Although Fairy Jing is not a Confucianism cultivator, she is in charge of a country, and she has heard about it, so she nodded slightly: "Young master is very true, the national teacher of Shanliang country is not easy!"

    "Yeah, after hearing Master Chonghong's words, Xiaosheng has the urge to see this Buddhist master." Xiao Hua also smiled, and then asked Old Monk Chonghong again, "Master, you know  Xiao Jian?"

    "Xiao Jian?" The old monk was taken aback, then shook his head slightly, "Which village is he from?"

    "Hehe, Xiao Jian is not a young man, he is the last ruler of your Shanliang Kingdom" Xiao Hua smiled, and explained, "Do you know this person?"

    "So the man who gave birth to a son and no child is called Xiao Jian!" The old monk Chonghong gritted his teeth and cried out, "Of course the old man knows this man! If this man hadn't lost the cockfight bet, the old man's village would be destroyed."  How could it be taken over by the neighboring country? If the soldiers from the neighboring country didn¡¯t come, how could the old man¡¯s housebe gone? It turns outso the name of this damned son of a bitch is Xiao Jian! It¡¯s really cheap! Grandma¡¯s, the old man can¡¯t wait  Eat his flesh, drink his blood"

    "Nanwu Maitreya Buddha!" ??Xiao Hua said hurriedly, "Master has broken too many precepts today, be careful that the Buddha is angry."

    "Hmph, even if the Buddha is angry, the old man has to scold him hard!" When the old monk Chonghong heard this, he couldn't help being angry, "How good I was in Danliang before. When the old man was young, the whole village  The surrounding villages are also very good, but it is because of this dog who has a son and no children, he has ruined the villagers near Centipede Ridge. Alas, if there is no monk from Chenghui Temple, I don¡¯t know what is happening now  What will it be like!"

    "Oh!" Hearing this, Xiao Hua's heart moved, and he asked suddenly, "Then does the master know who the current leader of Shanliang Kingdom is?"

    "Whoever loves who is who!" The old monk Chonghong waved his hands angrily, "They hit me and I hit you. It has nothing to do with the old man. The old man just wants to live."

    "Hehe, there hasn't been any war in the past ten years, right?" Xiao Hua asked again.

    "Of course not!" The old monk Chonghong smiled, "There is a Buddha in our Shanliang country, how can there be wars?"

    "It makes sense!" Xiao Hua smiled, got up and said, "Master Chonghong, do you always have time to take Xiaosheng to visit the abbot of Chenghui Temple?"

    "Of course, of course" The old monk Chonghong hurriedly got up, he raised his right hand out of habit, and wanted to knock on the stone under him, but unfortunately he missed it this time.  The old monk was a little embarrassed, and said with a smile, "Oh, the habits of many years are not easy to change! But what Master said is good, as long as there is a Buddha in your heart, all habits can be changed."

    "It should be! This is naturally also blessed by Buddha." Xiao Hua replied with a smile.

    "Let's go, young master, please follow the old man to Centipede Ridge. The abbot of Chenghui Temple likes educated people the most. I remember that many scholars came to the temple before." Although old monk Chonghong is not young, he can walk like flying,  Walking quickly on the mountain road, talking while walking.

    Although Centipede Ridge is called a mountain, it should actually be called Ridge. It is not high in itself, but the mountain is quite large and stretches long, just like a centipede has many hillsides.

    In addition to the common trees on Centipede Ridge, a lot of fruit trees are also planted, and these fruit trees form forests, piece by piece.  Where there are no fruit trees, sometimes it is a melon garden, sometimes it is a wheat field, and occasionally you can see a row of bean seedlings.  There are also some monks in these places, some are old, some are young, and some melon gardens are guarded by young monks with bare heads.

    These big and small monks, like Chong Hong, all have smiles on their faces, maybe they can't say Amitabha Buddha in their mouths, maybe they don't have clean monk robes, but when they see Xiao Hua and Fairy Jing, they put their hands together, salute with a smile,  The end is to make Xiao Hua happy to see it.

    "Chonghong" Seeing a huge temple not far away covering the mountains, large and small monk houses are hidden among the green cypresses, a somewhat rough voice came from the mountain road, "You don't work in the fields  What are you doing back here? Are you hungry?"

    Xiao Hua looked up, but saw a thin middle-aged monk, wearing a moon-white monk's robe, that monk's robe looked extremely worn out, but compared with the monk's distressed face, the worn-out monk's robe was inferior again  Not a lot.

    "Master" When the old monk Chonghong saw this person, he stopped immediately, put his hands together and respectfully said, "I was working in the field just now, and I happened to meet these two benefactors who came to Xun Chenghui Temple. I am afraid that they may touch the wrong place.  Just bring them up." (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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