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- Chapter 27: Although violence cannot solve all problems, it can solve you!
Although Wukong explained to HP and the others that he was planning to make a big fuss in the temple in order to make most people focus on him and let the remaining few so-called smart people discover the hidden wisdom. The empty truth.
????????????????? Well, that¡¯s actually not right, and I can¡¯t say it¡¯s not right, or I should say it¡¯s not completely right! Part of why Wukong did this was to establish his power!
To be honest, after coming to this world, I became a monk with Master Daoxin at the age of four. It has been many years since I came to this world, but Wukong still has no idea how to be a good leader of a temple!
Before Wukong took office, he once asked Master Daoxin about this matter, but Master Daoxin actually said to Wukong without any moral quality, "How do you become the temple master? Well, you get up every morning to eat, and then close your eyes a little." ¡Well, I¡¯ll meditate for a while, then move my body, do regular exercise, and then have lunch¡¡±
Finally, Wukong summarized three points from Master Daoxin¡¯s words: eat, sleep, and exercise appropriately! Well, at least these three points mentioned by Master Daoxin are better than the life of a pig.
Then Wukong once asked Senior Brother Hongren about this matter. The very reliable Senior Brother Hongren spent two days drafting some precautions for Wukong as the temple master, such as getting up in the morning and taking the monks to do morning lessons. , then take the monks to eat, then take the monks to work, then take the monks to have lunch
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Brother Hongren¡¯s Notes, Wukong found out after casually reading through it. This is basically to be the foreman of other monks. In other words, to lead by example, and do what other monks do! Of course, as the most important responsibility of the temple master, it is also necessary to ensure that the other monks are well fed and clothed!
After seeing this note, Wukong¡¯s first feeling was that he was not going to Yangzhou to be a monk¡¯s head, but to be a cow and a horse for the other monks in Yangzhou! Why, Xiaona, am I the father and mother of those monks? Even parents can't possibly raise such a big family of children!
So, without any surprise, Wukong threw this note into the trash without hesitation! So, after the final fuss, he still didn't know what a temple master and abbot should do!
"But it doesn't matter. I haven't eaten Tang Monk meat before, but after all, we have seen Tang Monk alive!" After realizing that he could no longer find a reliable adviser around him, Wukong gritted his teeth and made a decisive decision!
Stop thinking about how to be a temple master, just treat those monks as underworld!
So what should you do when the underworld changes its boss? Of course, I want to give them a kick right away and let them know that the new boss is very professional, very skilled, very powerful, very awesome, and he will always be a bunch of losers like you who only have a combat power of five. Out of reach.
That¡¯s right, that¡¯s it!
The so-called three fires when a new official takes office. In order to make his first fire burn brighter, it doesn't matter if he sacrifices some door panels, bolts and horses. The great leader taught us that we cannot pity those pots and jars. If we want to smash them, we must We must smash them, then smash this old world, and then build a new world on the ruins of the old world!
Therefore, what Wukong wants to do now is to use his fists to let the monks of Qiling Temple know that the new temple master Xiao Na is very difficult to mess with, so that after everything is settled, he can truly sit on Qiling Temple. When you are in the position of the temple master, you can do things with less scruples!
"Idiot, I apologized to you!" Wukong smiled skillfully and picked up the collar of the monk on the ground. "For my apology, please kowtow with gratitude!" Bang, this monk also said Before he could figure out what was going on, Wukong pressed him down again and knocked him to the ground!
"You damn little monk" Seeing this monk being humiliated, the seven or eight monks next to him immediately turned red and rolled up their sleeves and rushed over! Watching the actions of these monks, Wukong showed a sneer on his lips, and then bowed without hesitation. Instead of avoiding them, he rushed towards these people.
Just as Wukong rushed out, HP and the others stopped without hesitation. HP was in front and Zhixing was behind, surrounding Sanbaozi and Huikong!
"You guys, how dare you attack the master of this temple!" As he spoke, Wukong rushed into the middle of them, and without hesitation, he launched a cannon into the sky, directly knocking down the monk who was at the front to the ground. , following Wukong's falling body, he crouched down and dodged the two below.The monk's fist then swept the hall's legs!
While the remaining monks in Qiling Temple were stunned, the few monks who rushed out were knocked to the ground in just one minute by the young monk who claimed to be the temple master.
After knocking down the last monk, the young monk turned around and his sharp eyes passed over all the monks in Qiling Temple, "Who is in charge of this temple?"
At this time, I suddenly heard a very rough voice coming from behind, "Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way"
With the words, a dark, fat monk and three or four strong monks squeezed in from the back of the temple, "Which bastard actually dares to cause trouble in our Qiling Temple"
The next moment, the black monk had already seen Wukong, "Boy, are you the one who caused trouble in our Qiling Temple?"
Wukong glanced at this guy and didn't answer him. Instead, he asked, "Who is in charge of this temple?"
"I am the Buddha!" ??The fat black monk slapped his chest.
"Are you in charge of this temple?" Wukong then focused his attention on this black monk. Well, this guy doesn't look like a monk. In fact, according to his appearance, he might be more suitable to be a butcher. More appropriate!
"Yes, Lord Buddha, I am Fahai, the Dianzuo of Qiling Temple!" The fat black monk puffed out his chest.
"Fahai" Wukong blinked. I won't say much about other things. You said you grew up to be so virtuous, and you also said your name was Fahai? Are you worthy of the name Fahai?
"That's right!" After the fat black monk agreed, he remembered the purpose of his visit, "Boy, you actually dare to come to our Qiling Temple to act wild. If I don't teach you a lesson today"
"It's fine if you are Dianzuo!" Wukong interrupted the fat black monk unceremoniously, "Tell me, where is the temple master's Zen room?"
"You don't know what the temple master's Zen room is?"
"Nonsense, Xiaoji, I am now the temple master of Qiling Temple. Where is my meditation room?" Wukong said to the fat black monk impatiently, "Tell me quickly and don't bother me here, be careful. Xiaoji, I will kick you out immediately!"
The fat black monk looked at Wukong in disbelief, "Kick me out, you damn little bald donkey. Do you know who I am, Lord Buddha?"
"I don't care who you are, little Ana. Anyway, you are definitely not the temple master of this temple!" Wukong waved his hand and replied decisively, "Stop being so nagging, hurry up and take Xiao Ana to find my own Zen room!"
"Are you kidding me? If you were the master of this temple, then I would be the Tathagata Buddha!" ??The fat black monk laughed loudly, "Little bald donkey, you don't take a piss to show off your appearance, you lie and cheat. You have deceived Lord Buddha!"
With that said, the fat black monk took a step forward and kicked Wukong, "Get out, don't wait for me to show off my power!" Seeing the fat black monk kicking over, Wukong found the first thought in his mind. The idea was to directly grab Ya's ankles and move forward!
well! Sports are addictive. After yesterday¡¯s exercise, I can now think of doing the splits whenever I see any action!
This habit is bad and needs to be cured!
Thinking of this, Wukong resisted the urge to send the fat black little Jiji in front of him to rape the earth. Instead, he directly stretched out the tin staff in his hand and used the sharp part under the Zen staff that seemed to be the tip of a spear to casually place it on this The fat black man kicked the leg in front of him!
"ah!"
The fat black man felt as if his raised leg was kicked directly on the tip of the knife. He let out a scream, covered his leg with his hands and jumped up. Of course, this was actually a sign of Wukong being merciful. When he kicked him, he moved the tin stick back a little in the direction of his kick. Otherwise, I'm afraid this fat black man would have to stay in bed for several months!
¡°Well, Xiaona, I always do things in such a measured way!
"Wukong, if you want to go to your meditation room, you should tell these brothers carefully that you can't use force at any time!" At this time, Huikong, who was protected by the crowd, spoke, "Violence cannot solve the problem!"
With that said, Huikong walked out of the crowd and showed a silk book to the fat black man! "Did you see it? This is my uncle Wukong's certificate as the master of this temple!"
"What's the point of talking about these things with this incompletely evolved pig?" Wukong grinned at Huikong, "Master Huikong, you have to know that although violence may not solve other problems! But it can definitely solve the problem of the black pig in front of us!¡±
"Damn it, you dare to say that I am a black pig, Lord, I have never seen such an arrogant little bald donkey like you," the fat black monk who had been pricked by Wukong's black hand heard the news. After Wukong's words, he suddenly became furious. He snatched a short stick from the hands of a monk nearby and rushed towards Wukong. "If I don't give you some color to see today, Lord Buddha, I won't be able to see it." Know¡¡"
In response to the menacing movements of the fat black man, Wukong stood there, not even dodging. He just raised his hand and gently handed out the bottom of the tin stick in his hand. Then he saw the tin stick lightly bypassing the fat black man's hand. The short stick in it was pointed straight at the throat of the fat black man.
"Xiaoji, I don't like others to touch me!" Wukong raised his hand slightly, and the sharp needle-like thing deliberately left under the tin staff slightly sunk into the fat black man's throat, " Now take me to my meditation room immediately, do you hear me?"
"What do you want?" The fat black man puffed out his chest very confidently, "If you have the guts, you can poke it down!"
"Okay!" Wukong showed a cold smile, "Xiaoji, I will do as you wish!"
Following the words, Wukong's pupils shrank slightly, and the tin staff he was holding slowly exerted force, and the sharp thorn piercing the black fat man's throat also slowly pierced inside, and a blood droplet slipped from under the tip of the tin staff. come out!
"Uh" The fat black man, who had been very tough just now, felt the sharp coldness left on his throat by the sharp tin stick that looked like a spear tip, and the little monk in front of him. With that look in his eyes as if he was planning to kill someone, he no longer had the courage to hold on any longer. With a swipe, he took two steps back!
"What, are you scared?" Wukong took back his Zen staff and looked at the fat black monk with a smile!
"Who are you afraid of?" The fat black monk touched his still bleeding neck with his hand, "It's just Buddha, I don't dare to see a guy like you!"
"Now, take me to my meditation room!" Wukong said again.
"Lord Buddha, I" The fat black man seemed to be planning to say a few harsh words, but after seeing Wukong's smiling face and the cold light flashing in his eyes, his attitude immediately softened, "Okay, I'll take you with me. go!"
"Did you see it?" Wukong turned his head and said to Huikong with a smile, "The problem is solved!"
After Fatty Black, under Wukong's coercion, took Wukong and the others to the temple master's Zen room in the backyard, the monks watching the fun in the front yard gradually dispersed. At this time, the seven or eight monks who were defeated by Wukong He also got up from the ground and looked at Wukong and the others' backs with malicious eyes.
"Brother, what should we do about this matter?"
"Nonsense, when have our brothers ever been bullied like this!" The leading monk among these people spat fiercely on the ground, "What were you doing before, and what are you going to do now?"
"But this guy is different from the previous ones!"
"What's the difference!" Another monk said, "I admit that he can fight, but there will always be times when he is busy eating and sleeping. Then you can seize a flaw and kill him directly!"
"But didn't the boss tell us not to cause trouble now?" Another monk said.
¡°It¡¯s not us who want to cause trouble now, it¡¯s things that want to cause us trouble, do you understand?¡± The leading monk glared fiercely.
"But" The monk who did not advocate causing trouble wanted to say something more, but the leading monk continued, "If you are afraid, you don't need to go. For things like conspiracy, a few of our brothers are enough!"
"I didn't say not to go!" Seeing the fierce looks in the eyes of the monks around him, the monk immediately changed his words, "We always have to be more cautious when doing things!"
"Okay!" the leading monk said with finality, "Lao Wu, please work harder these two days, help keep an eye on this little brat, and find a suitable time, and we brothers will kill him directly! Damn it, you dare to ask me to give it to him Kowtow, I want to see if you can bear it!"
While these murderous monks were discussing how to kill Wukong behind their backs, the fat black man had already led Wukong and the others to the door of a side courtyard behind Qiling Temple, "Here we are, here it is. This is the Zen room of the master of our Qiling Temple!"
"Is this right here?" Wukong looked at this desolate yard, which was so desolate that even the weeds in the yard were almost as tall as a person, "Did you bring it to the wrong place?"
¡°No, it¡¯s right here!¡± Fatty Hei insisted!
"Why are there so many weeds in the yard?"
"This Buddhism should be based on compassion, and flowers and plants are all"A creature! "The fat black man raised his head and explained to Wukong with a dark face, "The former temple master clearly believed that the great monk was so compassionate, so he refused to let us hoe the weeds. If there was no one to hoe the weeds, the weeds in the yard would definitely become like this. This is natural and normal! "
"Oh, I understand!" Wukong stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, then clicked on a pile of wild shit in the corner of the yard. "Then can you tell me what that thing is?"
"That" The fat black man turned his head and looked at where Wukong was pointing, "That is the manure that the former temple master, the great monk Mingxin, was worried about the weeds not growing well, so he brought in the manure himself! It is precisely because of the manure that, Only those weeds can grow well, this is natural and normal!"
"Then what's the matter with these windows not even having window paper on them?"
"We Buddhists should not be extravagant, we must be poor and self-sufficient!" Fatty Hei replied without hesitation, "So the predecessor, the great monk Mingxin, simply did not want these worldly luxuries. This is also natural and normal. What a matter!"
"Well, it seems that those tattered doors, the dust inside that is at least an inch thick, and the furnishings that are not even tatters, I don't need to ask. It must have been done by the previous temple master, the great monk Mingxin. I¡¯ll learn Buddhism better, so I¡¯ll do something natural and normal!¡±
"You are so smart!" The fat black man chuckled, "Yes, that's it!"
"I forgot to tell you something!" Wukong also looked at the fat man with a smile, "Although I am a Buddhist practitioner, I never tire of fine food and fine food, and my clothes are made of silk instead of satin. Not to mention the place to live, the situation in front of you may be more suitable for you to practice hard, but it is not suitable for me, little Ana!"
With that said, Wukong turned his head and said to HP and the others, "Brother HP, go find out where this fat black man lives. From today on, we will switch places with him!"
Huipu stood there motionless, and then he saw Huikong saying, "Uncle Huipu, please go there just once." After that, he nodded, then turned and walked towards the courtyard next to him. past!
When Wukong and HP were talking, they happened to have their backs to the fat black monk, so no one seemed to notice that when the fat black monk Fahai saw the scene in front of them, a trace of pity suddenly flashed in his eyes. A thoughtful look!
ps: Sorry, the wind blew enough time today, but I got stuck!
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