"The gift of incense?", hearing this, Jiang Liu looked at the elder Fa Ming with inquiring eyes, and did not understand what the so-called gift of incense meant.

"It seems that after falling into the water and losing your memory, you really forgot a lot of things."

Looking at Jiang Liu's inquiring gaze, the old host of Fa Ming sighed slightly, and then explained: "A novice like you is not a person in Buddhism, because there is no incense, only after the gift of incense and the scar of incense can be regarded as a real person in Buddhism."

"Huh?", hearing the words of the elder Fa Ming, Jiang Liu's heart refused.

I crossed over to this world, and I was in Jinshan Temple, I didn't have a choice, I didn't know enough about this world, and I didn't have a place to go, so I stayed for the time being.

Hearing that he wanted to be a real monk and become a real monk, Jiang Liu's heart naturally refused.

First, for no reason, no one would want to be a monk, right? You can't eat meat and drink alcohol, you can't marry a daughter-in-law, this is not like the professionalism of modern monks.

Second, fear of pain!

Yes, the burning incense burns a few scars directly on the head, and it feels terrible just thinking about it.

Of course, I didn't want to do it in my heart, and Jiang Liu naturally wouldn't reveal it on the surface, but I was secretly thinking about it, did I want to take advantage of the opportunity to sneak down the mountain?

With his own craftsmanship, he entered Chang'an City, which is twenty or thirty miles away, and found a restaurant, believing that he could also make a living, right?

After saving some money, I opened my own restaurant, married a daughter-in-law, and properly embarked on the peak of my life.

"Liu'er, I hope you, you can successfully teach incense and be able to stay ......", just when Jiang Liu's heart was distracted, secretly looking forward to it, suddenly, a short and fat monk next to him whispered to Jiang Liu.

"Ah, isn't there any failure in giving incense?", this sentence interrupted Jiang Liu's thoughts, turned his head, and looked at Senior Brother Xuanming beside him in surprise.

"You really don't remember anything?".

Jiang Liu's words made Xuan Ming stunned, and then explained in a low voice: "The Buddha said that all living beings are equal, but the Buddha can only successfully teach incense and become a real monk if he is destined to cross the fate, and those who are destined to be my Buddha, otherwise, I can't light a single incense scar, I can only leave, the food you cook is very delicious, if you leave, I am really reluctant."

"Yes, my Buddhism pays attention to the fate of the law, the deeper the relationship with the Buddhism, the more incense scars can be lit, in the past ten years, I Jinshan Temple also has thirty or forty novices, but in the end, there are only the three of us", at the same time, another sturdy Xuankong senior brother next to him, also interjected in a low voice.

As he spoke, he pointed to his head.

The monks of Jinshan Temple, in addition to the old Fa Ming presiding over two incense scars, the other three young monks all have a incense scar on their heads.

Although these days, Jiang Liu also noticed the problem of the incense scar on the monk's head, but he didn't think much about it.

I never thought that there would be such a meaning in it.

"This, what kind of world is this?", knowing about the gift of incense, Jiang Liu's whole person was stunned.

Ever since he knew that he was in the Tang Dynasty and that the emperor was Li Shimin, Jiang Liu had always thought that he was simply traveling through time and space and came to the era of the Tang Dynasty.

However, after knowing about this incense gift, Jiang Liu realized that this Tang Dynasty might not be the Tang Dynasty in the history of his original world?

The gift of incense, the monk wants the incense scar, and the river knows it.

However, some people can't light it, and use the number of incense scars to judge the depth of the fate with Buddhism......

Isn't this too mysterious?

Jiang Liu was stunned by this mysterious thing, and the monk next to him thought that he had suddenly learned the news and was worried.

The old Fa Ming presided over the opening and said: "Liu'er, if you can't pass the gift of incense, you should also pack up your things and go down the mountain, fortunately, you still have the ability to live in the room, even after going down the mountain, I believe you can make a living by yourself."

After speaking, the old host whispered the Buddha name, got up and went back to the meditation room to chant.

Several senior brothers, looking at Jiang Liu's appearance, also came forward to comfort them.

It's just that his mind was a little chaotic at this time, and Jiang Liu only barely coped with a few words.

These senior brothers looked at Jiang Liu's appearance and knew that this matter would take some time for him to digest it well, so they dispersed separately.

After everyone left, Jiang Liu got up and put away the bowls, but his heart was full of thoughts.

In fact, if you can't be a monk, Jiang Liu's heart will be happy.

What's so good about being a monk? There are so many rules and precepts, Jiang Liu originally thought that if the time was right, he would go down the mountain to make a living.

As the old host said, he still has the ability to work in his own room, and he secretly thought about whether to run down the mountain

However, after knowing this incense gift, Jiang Liu felt that he should go and see it for himself.

The incense scar can't be lit? Such a mysterious scene, I should go and see it with my own eyes.

As for his fate with Buddhism, Jiang Liu knew very well that he should not be able to light incense scars, after all, he did not have the heart of Buddha.

What's more, I came from modern society, and for this world, I am an outsider, and naturally, I have absolutely no fate with the Buddhism of this world.

What's more, judging from the words of several senior brothers, the elimination rate of this incense gift is more than ninety percent.

"Well, if you think about it carefully, it seems to be pretty good, if I don't have a scar, I can go down the mountain justifiably", after thinking for a moment, Jiang Liu nodded again, leaving this matter behind him for the time being.

Soon, the cleaning work in the room was completed, and Jiang Liu came out to take a look.

The old host was chanting in the meditation room, Senior Brother Xuankong and Senior Brother Xuanwu were busy in the farmland and vegetable garden, while the chubby Senior Brother Xuanming was lying in the main hall as a guest monk, waiting for the pilgrims to go up the mountain.

Although, it is normal for Jinshan Temple to have no pilgrims for several days.

After looking at it, there was nothing wrong with him, Jiang Liu returned to the room, picked up the kitchen knife, and turned around and went to the back mountain of Jinshan Temple.

At the age of 15, it is the time to grow the body, it is not possible to eat vegetarian every day in this Jinshan Temple, Jiang Liu wants to go to the back mountain to see if he can improve the food.

Originally, I didn't want to be a monk and keep the rules and precepts, but now that I know the fantasy assessment of being a monk and the gift of incense, I am 100% sure that I can't pass it, and Jiang Liu has no guilt for breaking the vows.

Besides, the current self, strictly speaking, is not a Buddhist disciple, right?

When I came to the back mountain, I checked a few small traps that had been prepared a long time ago, and finally, Jiang Liu's eyes lit up, and a homemade improvised trap caught a white rabbit.

Without much hesitation, Jiang Liu picked up the kitchen knife and quickly disemboweled.

Ding, gain experience points 1, get gold 1 wen.

It's just that as Jiang Liu killed the rabbit, a prompt suddenly sounded in his mind.