The scorching sun made my bare skin hurt hotly. I tried to move a few points with all my strength, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't move an inch.

The kung fu of this point is really magical. I couldn't help but scream in my heart.

However, inexplicably, I was clicked on by the big monk in front of me, but I was angry and annoyed in my heart, shouting: "Bald donkey, you quickly release Lao Tzu!"

Generally speaking, monks are very taboo to be called bald donkeys. If someone dares to call a monk a "bald donkey", they will often be furious, and even fight back by any means.

Because the body is born and affected by the parents, this notion is deeply ingrained. I guess their shaved heads are just as painful as my name, and in my heart.

In the past, the monks were all dedicated to the Buddha, they were compassionate, they were empty, they looked at everything in the world lightly, no matter what you said, they were unmoved. However, this is a troubled time, the two countries have fought each other, there have been countless casualties, and many people have cut off their hair and hid in the temple to become monks in order to survive. And those monks who were originally compassionate, even if they lack food and clothing, they must also help the world and benefit all sentient beings.

As the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell. So many compassionate monks starved to death.

In fact, the temple incense was prosperous during the Taiping period, and the temples were built by the mountains, and the monks were diligent and diligent, and the slightly larger temples all opened up thousands of acres of fertile land, self-sufficient, and there was no pressure to survive. Even if there are more and more bald monks in this troubled world, they will not starve to death. Moreover, whether it is Jin Bing or Song Bing, they are afraid of the Buddha's divine power and will not easily harass the temple.

However, the true monks all give food to others and keep hunger and suffering to themselves. die

All in all, many monks in this world are not religious.

However, the monk in front of him was very religious. was scolded by me as a "bald donkey", but he was not angry, he still looked like he was smiling, and said: "I can unlock your acupoint, but you don't want to hit people." ”

I said, "If he laughs at me, I'm going to beat him." ”

The monk didn't speak, but the white-faced scholar said, "Your own name is funny, and you don't make me laugh!"

I was speechless because what he said was the truth.

The white-faced scholar glanced at the monk and said, "Master, do you know what his name is?"

The monk still didn't speak, and I shouted, "Shut up!"

The white-faced scholar didn't mean to stop at all, he squeezed his eyes at me, and said, "Master, he said that his name is 'chicken, duck and goose'......!

The monk still didn't say anything, but his mouth, which was just smiling, opened a grin.

I was anxious for a moment and said, "I'm not called Ji Jie'e, in this troubled world, who dares to report his real name." ”

The white-faced scholar asked, "Then what is your name?"

I said, "My name, my name, Ji, Ji ......"

I didn't say anything, I just felt my cheeks were hot, and I didn't know whether I was ashamed or sunburned. I hated my name, and every time it gave me not the feeling of shocking my opponent, but the endless ridicule.

The white-faced scholar said, "Then what is your name?"

I can't really say it, I've been laughed at once, and I can't be laughed at a second time.

The monk seemed to see through my thoughts, and he said, "People are born without a name or surname, and their names are all empty, so why bother." ”

In an instant, I was actually moved by the monk, and I felt that this monk spoke very deeply and reasonably, although I did not fully understand it. However, the profound artistic conception of Buddhism revealed between the lines of his words made me instantly feel the sublimation of my soul.

Lao Tzu is called Ji Danbing, and he was not born with it. I can only blame my unobtrusive master for giving me such a funny and ridiculous name.

I calmly reported my name and said, "My name is Ji Danbing!"

"Hahahaha......"

The white-faced scholar laughed so hard that his face twisted into a ball, and after laughing for a while, he couldn't hold back himself, he couldn't catch his breath, and coughed violently.

Although the monk was not so pompous, I could still clearly hear two "hehe" floating from his lips and teeth.

This time, I didn't get angry, but I looked at the white-faced scholar with a frank heart and asked, "What's your name?" Then, he glanced at the monk again and asked, "What's your name?"

The white-faced scholar said, "My name is Li Xiaoqian. ”

The monk said: "The poor monk's law is called Yuantong. ”

Li Xiaoqian laughed again, I thought he was still laughing at me, but I didn't expect him to say something very strange. He said, "Damn, you're a courier......!"

YTO couldn't understand it either, and asked, "What is express delivery?"

Li Xiaoqian pondered for a moment and said, "How do you say it? This thing is called a dart game here and an express delivery in our place! YTO is the name of a courier in our place!"

Yuantong muttered: "Yuantong Dart Bureau, Yuantong Dart Bureau ......."

This time, Li Xiaoqian smiled even more.

By this moment, I had stood motionless for a long, long time, one hand held high, clutching the stone, and the soreness gradually spread from my shoulder and elbow to my body. I couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Don't laugh, let me go!"

Yuantong said: "It's not difficult to let you go, but you have to promise the poor monk that you can't beat people again." ”

I said, "Okay, I'm not going to hit anyone. ”

Yuantong nodded slightly, cocked two fingers, and poked at me. However, as soon as his arm was halfway outstretched, he was suddenly grabbed by Li Xiaoqian's hand, and he said, "Wait! Master, let him swear first!"

At that time, I couldn't wait to replace the stone in my hand with a long knife and slash this white-faced scholar to death. However, Master Eight Spears once told me that when I am under control of others, I must know how to show weakness, and only in this way can I save my life.

The Eight Spears Master passed on the teachings orally, but did not lead by example. That day, when he took the four of us brothers to pass by Yandang Mountain, a group of bandits suddenly jumped out.

Among the sudden bandits, the leader was Ma Weijin.

Ma Weijin put the big knife on his shoulder and shouted loudly: "I opened this road, I planted this tree, if you want to pass here, leave the road money." ”

Master Eight Spears smiled, pointed to the mountains and forests on both sides, and asked, "You planted all the trees in this mountain?"

He silenced the bandits with a single word. Master Eight Spears smiled and said, "It's okay to ask for money, but don't talk big." ”

Ma Weijin said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, take out the money!"

Master Eight Spears said: "This good man, we fled all the way, and we all rely on alms for food and drink, where is the money?"

Ma Weijin's eyes fell on the four of us brothers, and he said, "It's okay if you don't have money." Recently, we are short of manpower on the mountain, you leave these four dolls, and Lao Tzu will let you go!"

Master Eight Spears said, "No, they are still children, they can't be bandits!" He hesitated for a moment, and then said, "It's better to ...... Leave me behind, you see, I'm strong and strong......," Master Eight Spears rolled up his sleeves and flexed his swarthy and shriveled arms.

Ma Weijin was annoyed and angry, he had never seen such a bargain with a bandit. Before the Eight Spears Master finished speaking, he fell with a knife and hacked the Eight Spears Master to death.

In the last moments of his life, Master Eight Spears explained to me the importance of showing weakness with a good counterexample.

From this, I take it to heart.

At this time, I looked at Li Xiaoqian's arrogant appearance, as if the Yuantong monk was his helper, and I said, "I swear, if I beat people again, my master will not live to be forty-six years old." ”

Anyway, Master Eight Spears was already dead when he was forty-six years old, and it was not disrespectful to swear by him.

Li Xiaoqian was not very satisfied, he said: "Unfilial apprentice! How can anyone swear by his master's curse? No! Swear again! You want to take the poisonous oath on yourself!"

I was angry, but I held back and said, "Okay! If I hit someone again, I won't live to be forty-six years old." "If I can live to the age of Master Eight Spears, I will be satisfied.

Li Xiaoqian was still not satisfied, and just as he wanted to speak, Monk Yuantong's finger had already pointed on my neck. For a moment, I felt a force swim through my body, stumbling forward against me, and almost falling to the ground.

I stood still, looking at Li Xiaoqian's cunning face, the stone was still in my hand, it was better to take this opportunity to smash his blood to relieve the hatred in my heart!

I had just lifted my hand holding the stone over my waist when suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I saw two fingers of his right hand cocked again.

I quickly changed my movements, put the stone still on the ground, gritted my teeth and said, "You wait." Sooner or later, one day, I'll clean you up. With that, he turned around and was about to leave.

As soon as I took a step, I hesitated. In front of me is the blank Canglang Avenue, I don't know how much danger there is ahead, I don't know if the next strongman attack, there will be a monk who will point out of the point suddenly appear and save me from danger. Thinking of this, I have already taken a step, but I can't take the second step.

Suddenly, I heard Li Xiaoqian behind me say: "Master, I am a student of Liuhu Academy in Lin'an Prefecture, I am out and in danger, but today I can see that the master is strong in martial arts and has great magical powers, and the students have the courage to ask to go with the master in order to be blessed by the master." ”

Yuantong said: "Amitabha, good, good. ”

Li Xiaoqian said: "Thank you, master. ”

I don't understand whether YTO meant yes or no. Just as I was thinking, Yuantong and Li Xiaoqian had already walked past me.

I hurriedly spoke, "Master, I want to go with you too. ”

Yuantong smiled slightly, folded his hands, and said, "Amitabha, good, good." ”

I was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, Master." ”

was about to step forward to follow, but heard Yuantong say again: "Little donor, you are too angry, I am afraid it is inappropriate to walk with this donor." ”

I was dumbfounded. Why do the same answers mean the same thing?