Chapter 190: Nonsense
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"Nonsense? Your Dharma name is called nonsense? hahaha!" Pointing at the embarrassed little monk, Situ Lingli couldn't help laughing, "Why don't you call it nonsense? No, it's right to eat nonsense!" Hahaha, nonsense, it's too funny......
Unexpectedly, after listening to Situ Lingli's words, the nonsense said with a serious face: "Nonsense and nonsense, they are all the senior brothers of the little monks." ”
The nonsense couldn't help but provoke Situ Lingli to burst into laughter again, it seems that this nonsense is the Hu character in the South Temple.
"It doesn't matter if you eat nonsense or stutter, you are a monk, you can't hide here and eat and roast [***]? Looking at the nonsense little monk in front of him, Situ Lingli pointed to the roast chicken on the ground and asked with a smile.
"Amitabha, the monks are compassionate. The nonsense said that he made a Buddha salute to the sky, and then pronounced the Buddha's name, and said: "This chicken died in the wilderness, how can the little monk bear to let its violent corpse in the wilderness, and there is no place to bury it? Amitabha, good, good. ”
Looking at the nonsense's righteous and awe-inspiring face, sad and compassionate, if it weren't for the fact that Tang Jin and the others had just seen him eating a roast chicken, maybe they had really been deceived by him, thinking that he was a high-ranking monk.
"Heh, hehe...... Master nonsense, you are really merciful. The corners of his mouth twitched, and Situ Lingli said slowly.
"The Buddhist scriptures say that the Buddha once cut meat to feed the eagle, this is compassion, and the little monk is a little bit away from the Buddha. Hu Shuo raised his right hand, put his thumb against the tip of his little finger, and made a little appearance, as if Situ Lingli was really praising him.
Hearing this, Situ Lingli rolled her eyes, she really had never seen such a thick-skinned person. And Tang Jin looked at this nonsense with a smile on his face, thinking that this nonsense was a very interesting little monk.
"Okay, don't be merciful or unmerciful, we won't tell you the abbot of your temple, we just go to this south temple for a few days, and it has nothing to do with us whether you break the precepts or not. With a wave of his hand, Tang Jin turned around and walked towards the courtyard and said.
Tang Jin and the others will not be bored enough to catch this nonsense little monk and hand it over to the Nansi to preside, whether the little monk commits the precepts or not has nothing to do with Tang Jin and the others. After talking so much to the little monk, it's just boring and joking.
"The benefactor is the true compassion. I didn't want to listen to Tang Jin's words, but the nonsense actually trotted to Tang Jin's side with a smile on his face, bowed his body and said: "Compared with the donor, these little compassions of the little monk are nothing." Only with such compassion can the benefactor understand the compassion of the little monk......"
Seeing that the little monk was full of oil, with a charming smile on his face, and he didn't forget to pick up the roast chicken on the ground that he hadn't finished before leaving, and followed him while carrying the roast chicken, Tang Jin couldn't help but shake his head and smile.
"Hey, little monk, he is merciful, isn't Miss Ben merciful!"
"Compassion, true compassion, the girl is also a person with great compassion, the little monk can see it with this glance. The girl is young and beautiful, and she is really a first-class good girl in the world!"
"Hehehe, the little monk is really good at talking, you have only seen a few girls, and they are also the best girls in the world. ”
“......”
The group walked back to the courtyard, Tang Jin asked Xiao Yu to move the table from the house, set up the stool, and with a wave of his left hand, a table full of wine and food appeared on the originally empty table.
These drinks and dishes were all made by the imperial chef from the Tang Palace before Tang Jin came out and put them in. Because the space in the storage ring is stagnant, when these dishes are taken out, they are still hot and steaming.
Looking at the wine and food on the table, Hu Shuo swallowed his saliva fiercely, and said in a daze: "The donor is so powerful, this table of wine and food, it will be changed when it is said, I wonder if the donor can give this hand to the little monk? Let the little monk do his best for the donor's magic and carry it forward?"
Now, what Hu Hu thinks in his heart is that if he learns this hand, then he will still use sneaky roast chicken in the future...... Seeing the look of longing on his face, Tang Jin smiled, found a place to sit down, and said, "I'm not a miracle power, this is the wine and food I put on my body before." Come, everyone sit, you sit too, you also sit, meeting is fate, let's have a good drink of two glasses. ”
"There is fate, there is fate. The nonsense that the little monk was not polite, found a place and sat down, and said again and again: "Our Buddhists pay attention to this fateful word." There is fate, there is fate. ”
Hu said while looking at the big fish and meat on the table and swallowing saliva, while talking about how his Buddhist family was, Tang Jin and Situ Lingli who were watching it all laughed, this little monk is really the best.
"Haha, eat, eat, don't look at it, come, taste this wine, this wine I brought from my house, it's called Drunken Immortal Brew, but it's the best wine." ”
After Tang Jin said to eat, the nonsense little monk was not polite, so he began to move his hands together and eat. The little monk was still stained with wine and meat, and he was not ambiguous when he took the wine handed over by Tang Jin, and began to drink it in front of the wine jug.
"That's right," after eating two bites of food, Tang Jin suddenly put the chopsticks on the table, looked at Hu and said: "Nonsense, why is your temple called the South Temple? No matter how you explain it, it should be called the West Temple?"
"It must be Nan Wu, which means refuge. ”
"Definitely not. ”
"Definitely!"
"Definitely not!"
Before he could answer nonsense, Tang Jin and Situ Lingli argued.
Glancing up at the two of them, Hu Yan shook his head, and said with a mouth full of wine and food: "Both, neither." ”
Swallowing the wine and food in his mouth with difficulty, he poured a big sip of wine, and looked at Tang Jin and Situ Lingli looking at their puzzled eyes, and said with a smile: "The two donors think too much." The name of this temple also starts with the founding patriarch of our South Temple. ”
"Before our ancestor became a monk, he was mixed with the underworld, and it is said that he was also a well-known figure in Ziqi City, with three or four younger brothers under his hands. Later, I felt that the underworld was not easy to mix, or the development of charity, so I took all my savings, bought a piece of land on this hill, and built a temple, because when he mixed the underworld, his nickname was Nanzi, so he gave this temple a name called Nan Temple, but after working as a monk for a few years, I felt that this monk was not easy to mix, and it was difficult to do anything, so it was changed to a difficult temple. After it was converted into a difficult temple, there was less incense in this temple. You said that other donors came to you to burn incense and worship the Buddha, just because it was difficult for the donor, and it was difficult for you to ask for a period of liberation, of course, no donor came. After calming down and thinking about the pain, the ancestor changed the temple to the South Temple. Actually, it's not interesting, it's just a homonym. Amitabha, good, good. The two donors really think too much. ”
Hu said that while eating the food, he explained the origin of the South Temple to Tang Jin and the others, and stunned Tang Jin and the others.
"Huh?" Looking at the little monk who was talking nonsense, Situ Lingli opened his mouth wide and said: "Nonsense, you are not talking nonsense, are you? This Nansi is such a origin? When I first started looking at it, I still felt that the name Nansi was quite charming." ”
"That's what it's all about. Hu said that he drank two more glasses, maybe a little too much, put one foot on his chair, waved his hand and said: "You haven't looked at the whole temple, the plaque is still new, this temple has not been renovated since its establishment, and the plaque has been changed several times." Who knows what the abbot did with all the money from the donors' incense. You just came here and gave the abbot a lot of incense money, right?"
"It's not a lot of money, just a few Yuan Crystals, right?
"A few Yuan Crystals? That's not much money? You can give a few Mo Crystals. Those who have a lot of money and have money will be arranged to come to the east courtyard, and those who have little money and no money will be arranged to go to the west courtyard. If you want to talk about the environment of the West Courtyard, it's better to set up a tent and sleep in the wilderness. ”
“......”
Everyone glanced at each other, and they were all a little crying and laughing.
"When I said that the abbot took the money, I always felt that something was wrong with him, and I was happy. Is this still a Buddhist sect?" Tang Jin took a sip of wine, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Forget it, forget it, let's just stay here for a few days, and after a few days, we will also leave, so much about him." ”
"Isn't this temple cheating people out of incense money!" Situ Lingli said with some indignation.
"Hey, donor, you're persistent. Hu Huatong blushed, and said with a mouth full of wine: "This says to ask for a liberation, to ask for immortals to worship the Buddha, that is, to ask for a peace of mind, that's what it is." Do you really think that the Buddha has that spare time, bless those who seek immortals and worship the Buddha? We are not familiar with the Buddha. ”
"If you continue to do this, this temple will not be able to do it sooner or later!"
"Then change careers to become a Taoist priest, buy a fake hood, and then change a signboard, and the words on it are replaced with 'Nanguan', and they all do the same job...... We're all familiar with this job. ”
“......”
Besides, the abbot of Nanan Temple, holding the Yuan Jing given by Situ Lingli in his hand, had an indifferent expression, and slowly walked back to his room.
After entering the room and closing the door, the abbot's compassionate and serious expression collapsed, and he dispersed his sweaty hands, picked up the Yuan Jing on it, and began to put them in his mouth one by one and bite them.
The look of squeezing his eyebrows and greedy for money, how could he still look like a monk when he was in front of Tang Jin and a few people outside just now.
(To be continued)