Chapter 153: A thousand-year-old temple, no food or food

After Liu Changsheng went downstairs, Dao Ji, the kid, had already dressed himself tightly.

Not to mention, this kid has red lips and white teeth, and he is tall at his age.

After wearing the tunic, the whole person looks extraordinarily energetic.

The face that was originally a little delicate revealed a heroic spirit.

Dao Ji himself is also very satisfied with this dress, looking left and right, he feels that everything is very suitable for him.

Dao Ji kept using his hands, carefully smoothing out the folds on his clothes.

After seeing Liu Changsheng, he touched his pink bald head with some embarrassment and spoke.

"Brother Changsheng, can you give me this dress. ”

Liu Changsheng did not answer him directly. Instead, they stood in front of him and looked him up and down, left and right.

The clothes still don't fit well, and you can't see it when you look at it from a distance. When he looked closely, Liu Changsheng noticed that the sleeves were a little longer, and the shoulders were a little wider.

However, this little monk is only fifteen years old, and he will definitely be able to grow up. Maybe after this summer, he will be perfectly fitted.

Liu Changsheng stepped forward to help Dao Ji sort out his clothes. Nodding with satisfaction, he waved his big hand.

"Be polite to your elder brother, take the clothes. Not to mention that you wear this dress, you are a lot more handsome. Now your handsome temperament is second only to your elder brother and me and Li Zhuang's kid. ”

After Monk Daoji heard Liu Changsheng's words, he kept nodding.

Looking down at it, the clothes that were more upright after being sorted out by Liu Changsheng were so satisfied that he couldn't do it.

When he first put it on, he walked past the mirror in the bathroom door. was completely fascinated by his handsome and upright temperament.

However, he was still a little apprehensive in his heart, after all, he had worn a monk's robe for a long time, and there might be some problems in terms of aesthetics.

But now even Brother Changsheng says it's no problem, it's very handsome. That's definitely fine.

As for not being as handsome as Brother Li Zhuang and Brother Changsheng, that's for sure. Brother Li Zhuang is so handsome, let alone Brother Changsheng.

Dao Ji touched the material of the skater in the tunic and said happily.

"Thank you, Brother Changsheng, I will definitely take good care of this dress, and I will wear it for at least ten or twenty years. ”

Liu Changsheng heard Dao Ji's assurance, and his hand that had been helping him arrange his clothes, suddenly stopped and wondered.

"You want to wear this dress for ten or twenty years?"

Dao Ji nodded very seriously.

"yes, back in the day. I always wear the master's robes. The master wears it for ten years, and I wear it for another seven or eight years. This time I went out of the temple, and the host was afraid that I would lose the face of the Lingyin Temple. I was specially approved for two new monk's robes. Brother Changsheng, you don't know. Two of them are dressed in monk robes, which can envy the other brothers and sisters of our Lingyin Temple. The second senior brother was almost about to snatch one of them, but fortunately, the host uncle stopped him. Let me also promise that I will wear it for at least ten years so that it will not break. Fortunately, I was clever and immediately wrote a letter of guarantee that I would never change my monk's robe for 20 years. The second senior brother didn't snatch my monk's robe away. But speaking of which, the second senior brother is also quite pitiful. His monk's robe was the most torn in the whole temple, and it was almost exposed. He's always wanted to change it, but he never had a chance. Later, he couldn't stand it anymore, so he secretly changed his monk's robe and the host's. As a result, the next day, the presiding master wore a monk's robe that was about to be exposed, and went to the temple with the master to preach a one-day scripture. When I came back, my master beat the second senior brother severely......"

Liu Changsheng listened to Daoji's words. I imagined in my heart the picture of the host of Lingyin Temple wearing a monk's robe. I almost couldn't hold back my laughter.

"Dao Ji, your Lingyin Temple is really a place with a peculiar painting style. By the way, you wore your master's robes, and you wore them for seven or eight years. His robe is so big, how do you wear it?"

Dao Ji gestured with his hand on his body a little and said.

"That's what I'm wearing. By the way, at the beginning, the master's robe was indeed too big. However, the master and his old man have a way, he made a lot of clips and small hemp rope for me, and clamped the big place with a clip, and tied the place that was too loose with a small hemp rope. However, the level of the master's clamping and binding clothes is not good, and it always drops. Once, when I was following him to do something, my pants fell straight down. At that time, I was embarrassed, and I really wanted to learn the art of retreat and burrow into the soil. Fortunately, the host is very good at clipping clothes, and the clothes he clipped me are very tight, even if I run, they won't fall off. ”

Liu Changsheng heard Dao Ji's words and looked at him without a trace of resentment when he said that he was wearing his master's clothes.

My heart suddenly felt a little heavy, and I was silent for a long time before I spoke.

"Daoji, isn't your Lingyin Temple one of the four major temples, and life is so hard?"

Dao Ji was puzzled.

"Is life hard? No, we have a house and land in Lingyin Temple. And the land is very fertile. Every year we grow our own grain and a variety of vegetables. Grains and vegetables are abundant. Even if the entire temple is eaten, there is still something left most of the time. At the end of each year, the presiding master will distribute the food to the poorer families under the Lingyin Temple. And our Lingyin Temple also receives a national salary. Even when I was so young, I heard from my master that I could get forty-eight yuan a month. ”

Liu Changsheng said curiously.

"Lingyin Temple is still farming?"

Dao Ji nodded.

"That's right, the host always says, don't do or eat. We also have to count the work in the Lingyin Temple. How much to sit and how much to eat every day. But I'm still young, and I've always done something light. All day long, I clean the yard, put chickens and ducks, collect chickens and ducks and eggs, and other small tasks. But I heard from the master that I can start farming the next time I go back. The host uncle and the master take the brothers of the whole temple to plant rice and cut rice every year, and the scene is interesting. When the rice was harvested, the master and the master would also ask the brothers to make some maltose and rice cakes. Tsk, that taste, not too good. ”

The presiding officer of Lingyin Temple and the first seat to take the lead in planting rice and cutting rice. Thinking about that scene, Liu Changsheng actually felt a little excited.

How many spiritual monks feel that they are different from ordinary people after embarking on this path.

There are even some spiritual monks who pursue the path of immortality, completely separating themselves from ordinary people.

Think of yourself as a fairy.

Let's take a look at the monks of Lingyin Temple. Lingyin Temple is recognized as one of the four major temples in Middle-earth.

With a thousand-year-old heritage, there are two great powers of Taoism where they are located.

But what are people doing?

Do not eat or drink. What a simple truth.

Legend has it that in the Tang Dynasty, there was a Baizhang Huaihai Zen master.

After inheriting the Zen master Matsu Daoyi, who created the jungle, he established a set of rules called Baizhang Qing Rules.

At that time, Baizhang Zen Master advocated a life of agriculture and Zen without doing a day and not eating for a day.

Unexpectedly, many years later, Lingyin Temple was also using this set of rules.

It is no wonder that Lingyin Temple is a long ancient temple, which can be inherited for thousands of years and continues to burn incense.