Zhu Su looked up and saw that the temple was mottled everywhere, and even the Buddha statues were rusty, obviously the master was very poor on weekdays.

But although the temple is broken, the temple is unstained everywhere. It shows that this master is living in poverty. Listening to the meaning of his words, he had already worshiped the Buddha in this temple in the former Yuan Dynasty. When he experienced the destruction of the world, but his heart to the Buddha was undiminished, Zhu Su couldn't help but feel respect. Seeing that the old monk wanted to go and draw water for Zhu Su in person, he was busy stopping it and only said no. His own dog took a personal guard to the well to draw water for Zhu Su.

Zhu Su didn't need the abbot to accompany him, and he didn't want to bother the old man too much, so the old abbot also made a Buddha and left. He went around the heavily guarded front hall to the back, and let the little apprentice go back to his room to rest, and he himself sat cross-legged in the room and began to read the scriptures.

Fang Nian didn't say a word, and then heard three clicks from the outside of the window. The old abbot raised his head and smiled: "Why should the layman be so careful, the old man has not rested, so come in." ”

"Old Abbot." The door opened with a creak, and it was a fat monk with a Buddhist bead hanging from his neck. The monk looked to be about forty years old, extremely burly, and his bald head looked more and more shiny in the moonlight. opened his mouth, but with a bit of a murderous aura that monks should not have: "When we came back, we saw that there were soldiers guarding the gate of the temple. But what wicked people have entered the temple? ”

"Amitabha, how can there be any wicked person. You don't know how many things there are in the temple, so there's nothing to exploit. The old abbot said.

"There was a little nobleman who passed by here, and when he saw that it was getting late, he came to spend the night."

"Although that noble man is young, he has the compassion of my Buddha. But don't speak evil. ”

"Your nobles stay overnight?" The fat monk frowned, but after all, he breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down cross-legged opposite the old abbot. "Let's think about it, there is some wicked person who robbed the abbot. That being the case, it saves us from recreating and killing! ”

"Amitabha." The old abbot didn't reply, but just proclaimed the Buddha's name, and his face was compassionate.

"In this wilderness, but I don't know whose noble family it is?" The fat monk looked at the direction of the main hall outside the window and spoke.

"Amitabha, everything has a way, like a dream bubble. If dew is like electricity, it should be viewed as such. The abbot answered the question, and then looked at the fat monk with burning eyes: "Lay people must not be devoured by demons. ”

"We'll have put it down a long time ago!" The fat monk waved his hand heroically. "The abbot doesn't have to be concerned, we're just curious."

Seeing that his face was calm, the old abbot nodded and smiled, and then lowered his head and recited the scriptures. The fat monk also solemnized, adjusted his posture and sat cross-legged, under a beam of moonlight outside the window, two monks, an old man and a strong monk, chanted scriptures in unison.

The fat monk opened his eyes and looked out the window, only to see a light like a bean outside the window, and gradually walked towards here.

"Someone's coming." The fat monk's brows furrowed slightly, but the old monk didn't hear it.

After a while, he saw a black-clothed monk carrying a lamp, appeared outside the window, he was in the moonlight, and saw the two monks sitting opposite each other in the window, so he saluted from afar: "Amitabha, the little monk Daoyan, heard the master reciting the "Sutra of Death" from afar, and knew that the master had not yet fallen asleep, so the little monk dared to disturb the master one or two. Is the master free? ”

"Lao Wei is just an old monk in a barren mountain and dry temple, how dare the master deserve this title? Initiates and please come in, and you will be free to do it. ”

Yao Guangxiao made another Buddhist ceremony, and then entered the house. The fat monk kept staring at Yao Guangxiao, and when he saw Yao Guangxiao turn around and close the door defenselessly, he also relaxed.

"Is this senior brother the wandering monk who stayed here? The little monk is called Daoyan. Yao Guangxiao just looked at the moonlight, saw the appearance of the fat monk, and couldn't help but praise in his heart, what a burly monk.

"Exactly, this layman is the monk who has helped the temple a lot." The old abbot introduced. "The initiates don't know that although this layman has a fierce face, he is extremely kind in his heart."

"I've been living in this temple for many years, and I don't know how much good karma I've done. If there is no layman, the old man and the apprentice, the old and the young, I am afraid that they would already be a handful of white bones. ”

"Amitabha." Yao Guang's filial piety is good. But it's strange in my heart, layman? So, isn't this person a serious monk?

Although Lao Zhu himself is also a monk, deep down, he is a monk and a temple who knows the world, and few are good people. Moreover, Meng Yuan Chongxin Lama is not far from harming the country and the people, and although it has not reached the level of destroying the Buddha in this dynasty, it is also a restriction on monks and Taoists.

The most obvious is the degree of the monk, if there is no imperial court, it is not an officially recognized monk, not allowed to live in the temple, not to spread the law, but also subject to the restrictions of the imperial court road introduction system. However, the conditions for the imperial court to issue degrees are very harsh, which leads to many people who have the intention to escape into the empty door but cannot get the degrees, and cannot be "monks", but can only be a "layman", chatting as comfort.

This layman can be said to be the Buddhist version of the "black household", which belongs to the unlicensed worker. The old abbot called this fat monk like this, obviously this fat monk did not have a household registration, the key is that his appearance is so rough, and there is a faint murderous blood on his body, which is not like an ordinary layman. Yao Guangxiao couldn't help but take a few more looks.

"I don't know what happened to the initiates here?" The old abbot asked.

"Oh. But it was a long night, and I didn't want to sleep. Yao Guangxiao retracted his gaze when he heard this, and took out two bowls of chess pieces from the monk's robe. I don't know if the senior brother can have Yaxing, and I am willing to talk with the little monk about the moonlight. ”

"Senior brother is well-informed, wouldn't you be happy if you and I talk about the Buddha while talking about the ancients?"

"Amitabha." The old abbot shook his head. "But it's going to disturb fellow practitioner Yaxing. The old monk is useless in his life, he only knows how to recite scriptures, how can he play chess? ”

"Besides, people are dazzled, even if the moonlight is so clear tonight, it is also difficult to see......"

"Monk Daoyan, if you don't dislike it, how about letting us play a game with you?"

"The long night is slow, and we are thinking about how to spend it. But I haven't played this chess for a long time. "It's the fat monk who is eager to try.

"Amitabha, since this senior brother is willing, it is my heart." Yao Guangxiao replied. The two divided the black and white, opened up a formation under the moonlight, and fought.

In fact, playing chess is just an introduction, Yao Guangxiao has seen this old abbot Lao Chengrui, and he has seen the troubled times of the former Yuan, and talking to him is enough to know the customs here. He is a person who is good at scheming, and he is naturally very good at chess, so he can talk with the old abbot very happily while dropping his hands casually.

But after a few moments, he could no longer be distracted to inquire about the customs. It's all because of the sunspot he is obsessed with on the chessboard, and he has completely lost the upper hand at this moment!

(End of chapter)