The walls of the temple are very high, at least more than two meters, ordinary people want to climb the wall must be a little difficult, but it is difficult to help the little madman and Wang Xiaobai, the two people jumped off the bicycle like acrobatics, jumped on the wall in three or two, and the monk behind him also followed, he went to the wall without effort, it seemed that an arrow step jumped up.

The little madman shouted all the way, jumped down from the wall and shouted even louder, alarming the monks in the temple, the small temple did not have the monks who protected the temple, but the monks still ran out of the meditation room one by one in disheveled clothes, someone found that the bell in the pavilion where the bell was hung was missing, and shouted loudly: "Someone stole the bell from the temple!" ”

The little madman can do illusions, with Wang Xiaobai wants not to let people see it, others can't see it, Huang Laoqi also jumped in, small size, did not attract attention, Mang Monk is different, standing on the wall, watching Wang Xiaobai and the little madman run to the main hall, the monks came out a lot, all saw Zhizhang monk, one of the older monks pointed at Zhizhang and said angrily: "Zhizhang, you are a poor monk who is a foreign order, the old abbot sees you pitiful, and takes you in for three days, it turns out that you are a thief, and said, Did you steal the temple bell and sell it for money? ”

"I stole the bell, no, I didn't steal, I just borrowed, borrowed to catch ghosts......"

Zhizhang monk is real, he can't lie, he was accused by the monk of a panic, full of shame, wanted to leave and was reluctant to give up the opportunity to catch Wang Xiaobai, and the defense was not clear, and he was hesitating, Wang Xiaobai and the little madman were already about to sneak to the back of the hall, the two of them sneaked very lightly, there was the illusion of the little madman, no one could find them at all, and they couldn't even find it from the monk who ran over.

But there is always something out of the line, just when the two of them thought they could sneak away, they met an old monk in his sixties, the old monk's beard was white, he was very thin, and his face was kind, and he grabbed Wang Xiaobai who was about to slip away from him, and said softly: "Donor, and go slowly, the old man has something to tell you!" ”

With Wang Xiaobai's skills, it is really not easy to catch him, even if he is a little distracted and careless, ordinary people can't catch it, but the old monk can easily catch it, Wang Xiaobai was startled and wanted to break free, but the old monk's hand was steady, and he said softly: "Stay, I have something to say to the donor." ”

The illusion of the little madman was broken when the old monk grabbed Wang Xiaobai's arm, the little madman was still gesturing, but the old monk smiled slightly, took Wang Xiaobai and walked a few steps, came to the front of the main hall, and the other monks saw him, they all stood aside respectfully, calling the old monk the abbot, the old abbot smiled and nodded, and shouted to the Zhizhang monk on the wall: "Zhizhang, since it is a borrowed bell, I don't blame you, go and take the Van bell back and hang it up, if you don't take it back, there will be no bell ringing tomorrow!" ”

Seeing the old monk, Zhizhang was even more ashamed, looked at Wang Xiaobai, and said angrily: "Abbot, I know it's wrong, so I'm going to get the big bell back, Wang Xiaobai, don't run, wait for me to come back and catch you!" ”

After shouting this sentence, the monk Zhizhang turned over and jumped off the wall, probably to get the big bell, and the old abbot said to the monks who ran out at night: "It's nothing, it's okay, go back to sleep." He also instructed a big monk to take two little monks to wait for Zhizhang at the door, but he kept dragging Wang Xiaobai and did not let go, and when the old abbot finished speaking, Wang Xiaobai lost his patience, frowned, and asked the old monk: "Are you helping Zhizhang keep me?" ”

"The donor misunderstood, I am the abbot of this temple, I don't want to keep you, I just want to say a few words to you, I don't hide it, I also watch the unlimited psychic conference, I know that your name is Wang Xiaobai, and I also know about you and the monk Zhizhang, let's take a step to talk!"

The abbot of a temple even watched the Infinite Psychic Conference...... Wang Xiaobai couldn't help but remember that a few years ago, there was a very famous monk who played with monkeys in Mount Emei, and suddenly became popular, and he published a book and was interviewed, are the current monks so advancing with the times?

Wang Xiaobai could feel that the old abbot had no malicious intent, and was even more curious about what he was going to say, so he glanced at the little madman on the side, and as the old abbot returned to the meditation room, the little madman usually looked crazy, but it was quite interesting at the critical moment, and he didn't leave Wang Xiaobai, and followed him into the meditation room.

The abbot's meditation room is not big, about 20 square meters, except for a bed, is a table, in addition to a laptop on the table, there is also a set of tea sets, nothing else, the old monk Shi Shiran sat on the chair next to him, and did not say that he wanted to make tea for Wang Xiaobai and the little madman, and said: "The two donors are pressed for time, and the old monk is not much chatter, leaving the two is to hope that the two subordinates will be merciful, don't hurt Zhizhang, he has Huigen, but people are stunned, some tendons, and the brain is not enough......"

Wang Xiaobai smiled bitterly, with the ability of the monk Zhizhang, is it difficult for him? It is not difficult for him to think that Wang Xiaobai is good, but listening to the meaning of the old abbot's words, he is very clear about the origin of the monk Zhizhang, and asked curiously: "Does the old abbot know his origin?" ”

"Speaking of which, I'm still his uncle, this kid is a miserable ......"

The old monk is quite unpretentious, and told Wang Xiaobai the origin of the Zhizhang monk, the Zhizhang monk looks old, only twenty years old this year, is an abandoned baby, was thrown to the door of Yunguang Temple, at that time the host of Yunguang Temple was the old abbot's senior brother, Yunlin Zen Master, felt that the child was pitiful and took in the child.

But this child is a monster, a few months old, you can drink five or six bowls of milk at a time, it is not good milk, it is ordinary milk, drink several meals a day, Yunguang Temple is a small temple, the location is also very remote, the incense is not very vigorous, more than a dozen monks in the temple, the life is tight, suddenly add such a mouth, the life is even tighter.

If you can't afford to drink milk, then drink porridge, but you can drink porridge This child can also drink four or five bowls at a time, and it is even more amazing when it is older, when it is three years old, the amount of food catches up with the amount of food of an adult, and the amount of food of two adults at the age of five years catches up, the child is a monk since he was a child, but he is a little stupid, he can't chant the scriptures, he can't teach him to read, he can work hard, and when he is seven or eight years old, it is even more amazing, and a person can eat five or six people's meals.

Yunguang Temple was already poor, he was so eaten, it was even poorer, the monks in the temple complained, they all wanted to drive him away, but with the protection of Yunlin Zen Master, it really couldn't be driven away, Yunguang Temple is getting poorer and poorer, some monks can't eat enough, they simply left Yunguang Temple, the abbot is also Zhizhang Yunguang Temple left when he was ten years old, came to Bahe City, stayed in Lingji Temple, and later became the abbot.

Zhizhang grew up under the protection of Yunlin Zen Master in this way, others disliked him for being stupid and stupid and able to eat, only Yunlin Zen Master took good care of him like a child of his own family, taught him to chant the scriptures, too long Zhizhang couldn't remember it, Yunlin Zen Master simply taught him to hold a Heart Sutra.

The full name of the Heart Sutra is the Heart Sutra of Teaching Mahaprajnaparamita, abbreviated as the Prajna Heart Sutra, referred to as the Heart Sutra, the Heart Sutra is the head of all sutras, also known as the outline of all sutras, and is the king of the most recited and widely spread classics. In just 260 words, all the sufferings in the world, but in these short 260 words, Zen Master Yunlin took the trouble to teach Zhizhang at the age of five, and he didn't fully remember it until he was eighteen years old, and he didn't know anything except the Heart Sutra, and he didn't know anything......

It is precisely because he is stupid, he is stupid, he is also more serious and hard-working than others, when he was eighteen years old, he suddenly became enlightened, holding a heart sutra and becoming enlightened, that is also amazing, Zhizhang's strength is already great, after the small enlightenment, there is a vajra body, the strength is even greater, and on the contrary, it will be more able to eat, to put it mildly, Yunguang Temple can no longer afford to raise him.

Yunlin Zen Master has always regarded Zhizhang as his own child, knowing that he has Huigen, small enlightenment is just a small achievement, given time this child will be truly enlightened, but unfortunately, Yunlin Zen Master is too old, just this year gave birth to an illness and passed away, after Yunlin Zen Master passed away, the current host has long looked at Zhizhang is not pleasing to the eye, and must get Zhizhang away.

The reason given is that the temple can no longer afford to raise Zhizhang, he wants to stay, Yunguang Temple can only be finished, Zhizhang is not small, it is time to go out to practice, and Yunguang Temple has raised Zhizhang for 20 years, and now the temple is dilapidated by him, the gold paint of the Buddha statue has no money to make up, Zhizhang should also make some contribution to the temple, let him come out to turn the fate, and turn to 500,000 to return to the temple.

500,000, for a stupid monk who has never been out, it's simply astronomical, Zhizhang doesn't understand at all, I think the current abbot is right, so I went down the mountain alone, down the mountain and turned into a fate, I don't know how I saw the unlimited psychic conference, I heard that I could make money, so I came to the conference wholeheartedly, in the process of looking for the program group, I passed by Lingji Temple, and saw my uncle, originally the abbot wanted to keep him in Lingji Temple as a monk, but Zhizhang monk must earn 500,000 yuan, in fact, it is not difficult to understand, for Zhizhang, Wutai Mountain Yunguang Temple is his home, and he wants to earn money to go home......

The old abbot told the origin of the Zhizhang monk, Wang Xiaobai listened a little embarrassed, it sounded that the Zhizhang monk was indeed quite pitiful, but with the ability of the Zhizhang monk to be enlightened, he was as powerful as a living King Kong, and was looking for trouble with them, what did the old abbot mean by this?

Wang Xiaobai asked curiously: "Old abbot, do you have any intention in telling us this?" ”

The old abbot sighed and said: "Zhizhang, this kid has a tendon, but his heart is not bad, you are all people with great skills, I left two, just to ask the two not to hurt him, and the other one, he recognized the unlimited psychic conference, he will be entangled, a tendon is a disease, it is difficult to treat, I want to ask the two to help me take care of Zhizhang, don't let him go down the evil path......"