Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Beautiful Monk...... Master of Debate

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Du He looked back, but it was a monk with a solemn face and a robe. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Even if Du He does not believe in Buddhism, he also knows that monks are also hierarchical, and the status of monks wearing robes is generally not low.

Du He replied: "I don't know the name of the high monk? ”

The monk held the beads in one hand and rested straight on his chest with the other. He bowed his head and said, "The poor monk's name is Huikong...... He is the monk who is in charge of the precepts of this temple. ”

Du He looked this monk named Huikong up and down, and found that this monk was hidden deeply, standing like a pine, and his palm was thicker than ordinary people's palms on his chest. The palms of his hands were covered with thick calluses, and this level of calluses was definitely not something that could be caused by doing things.

The monk in front of him should have practiced martial arts such as iron sand palms, and his realm is not low.

Du He smiled: "May I ask the master, if you can't use force in the pure land of Buddhism, can you let the hooligans and ruffians flirt with the female dependents?" If I don't do it, my sister-in-law will be treated lightly, can you afford this account in Hongfu Temple? ”

Huikong bowed and saluted, and recited "Amitabha" again before saying, "Donor......"

"Forget it!" Du He waved his hand and said, "We don't discuss this issue, in fact, it's that group of bastards who rebelled when they see it, and it's as simple as me to punish him slightly." Ami came, Ami went, but it caused trouble...... Master Huikong, I don't have a problem with it. Why did Hongfuji Temple let people do business in the temple? Aren't you afraid that the copper smell of merchants will disturb the tranquility of Buddhism? ”

Huikong said: "The donor misunderstood, the traders in the Hongfu Temple are all poor people nearby, and it is my Buddha's compassion to let them come to the temple to do business. "His face was pious, as if that Buddha was everything to him.

Du He smiled thoughtfully, his gaze swept over the woman vendor and the stall owner who had given a helping hand, and concluded that Huikong was definitely not the honest monk on his face.

The five precepts of Buddhism: do not kill, do not steal, do not commit adultery, do not lie, and do not drink.

When Huikong was answering the question, he said a proverb and broke the precepts.

Poor people?

This is absolute.

It is impossible for a poor family to have a dazzling array of goods, it is impossible for a poor family not to pay attention to the rampant way of wealth, and the poor family is accustomed to suffering, and it is impossible for a poor family to make a big noise for a little thing, or even to drive away customers with bad words.

Du He didn't continue to ask, Huikong was wearing a robe, and his status was indeed not low, but it was impossible to control everything in Hongfu Temple. He is not the mastermind, holding on to him will startle the snake.

"I see, it seems that I misunderstood! My wife, who was still waiting not far away, and it was inconvenient to stay longer, so the master said goodbye...... "Du He still pretended to be a tourist who came to offer incense and left Huikong.

Huikong watched Du He's figure disappear into the sea of people, and his eyes glared at the woman vendor, and his face was full of smiles.

Du He left Huikong and found a guard of the incense team in the crowd, and asked him to help him go to the incense and candle shop outside the temple to buy some incense and yellow paper for worshipping the Buddha, and walk to the place where Changle was.

When he came to the vicinity of the bronze tripod in the center of the temple's front yard, he suddenly found Changle talking to a monk.

The monk looked to be in his twenties, but he was wearing a green robe, which was surprising.

In the Tang Dynasty, it was also particular about wearing robes, ordinary monks could only wear monk's robes, and only masters with advanced Buddhism were qualified to wear robes. There are several kinds of robes, and the best robes are purple and scarlet robes. Purple clothes are the most, followed by scarlet clothes. These two robes are only eligible to be worn by monks given by the emperor.

In the Tang Dynasty, only Master Xuanzang won this honor, and there were several scarlet robes. Among them, the presiding officer of Hongfu Temple, Master Nayan, is one of them.

The scarlet clothes were followed by red, black, green, jade, and brown. Generally speaking, the monks who can put on robes are basically over forty years old, and a Buddhist freak like Xuanzang only appears once in a thousand years. The young monk was actually wearing a green robe, which really surprised Du He.

"Madame!" Du He called out and walked forward quickly, a little puzzled, looking at the monk's eyes a little sharp.

It's not that Du He likes to be jealous, but that he thinks the monk has ulterior motives.

If ordinary people speak in Changle, Du He doesn't think so, but the other party is a monk, then it's strange.

Changle is gentle and virtuous, not an ordinary woman. She won't take the initiative to talk to a man she doesn't know, and when a stranger talks to her, it's ten percent because the other party comes up to talk to her. It is not very surprising that ordinary men come up to talk, ask for directions, and chat about something, but Du He will not lock his wife in a cage and even deprive him of the right to speak.

But is it common for a monk with six pure roots to find a beautiful woman to talk to?

Therefore, Du He was a little suspicious of the monk's intentions.

Finding Du He, Changle bowed slightly and walked towards Du He.

When he came closer, Du He saw the monk's face clearly, and he was stunned, how to say it, it was too beautiful. Willow eyebrows, cherry mouth, white and tender skin like pure milk, at this glance, Du He's first thought, even suspected that the other party was a monk disguised as a man, but after a closer look, he found that his throat had an obvious Adam's apple, and his chest was also flat.

He is dressed in green clothes, spotless, even the smile on his face has the meaning of dust, if he changes into a scholar's clothes, puts on a scholar's hat, and covers the nine ring scars on his head, he is definitely a personable and turbid son.

It's a pity that there is a little less manly temperament and some sissies.

Looking at the beautiful monk in front of him, a figure who had been dead for a long time appeared in Du He's mind: Li Chengqian's ladyboy was satisfied. In terms of appearance, even the satisfaction is inferior to the beautiful monk in front of him.

"Who is this?" Du He looked at Changle.

Without waiting for Changle to answer, the beautiful monk had already stepped forward, folded his hands, and said respectfully: "The poor monk came to Huichang Temple, and the law number debated the machine." ”

Debate!

Du He's expression was moved, and he couldn't imagine that the beautiful monk in front of him turned out to be a famous and famous debater in history.

Could it be that today is a historic moment, the first meeting between the great pioneer of extramarital love, Princess Gao Yang, and the debate monk?

He secretly glanced at Gao Yang, and met Xiao Nizi's eyes full of color.

When their eyes touched, Gao Yang looked away in a panic, a little flustered.

Du He was stunned again, this little girl seemed to have been looking at him, and seemed to ignore the debate monk in front of him, treating him as air.

What's going on?

Retracting his gaze, Du He unexpectedly noticed that the clear and innocent eyes of the debate machine floated over the faces of Changle and Gao Yang, with a stunning look, especially when it fell on Changle, there was a bright light that was lost in an instant.

Shrimp?

Du He remembered that the debate machine asked Changle to talk.