Here's my life plan at the moment:

First, he practiced peerless martial arts within a year, became the first master of the temple, and then went down the mountain to save the people.

Second, after going down the mountain and exploring the rivers and lakes, visit all the high-ranking sages to find out the reason for this crossing.

However, just a month later, the plan was completely lost.

However, after officially becoming a monk, I am very worried about the current situation of this temple, why I came to this temple before there were only two people, abbot Huijing and disciple Wu Neng, now I came, there are only three people.

With this question, I found the abbot, who didn't make a nerve this time and told me the answer directly, he also just came.

I inquired in detail and knew the whole story, it turned out that this temple was indeed called Jinshan Temple, which was consistent with what Qingxin said, but between the bleak business of Jinshan Temple, there were no pilgrims to worship the Buddha in the temple, the temple was in deficit all year round, and the disciples in the temple left the temple one after another.

And the previous abbot almost starved to death on the mountain, and as a last resort, in order to survive, he also went down the mountain.

And my master and his disciple Wu Neng traveled here, and found this empty and dilapidated temple, so he decided to stay here, renamed Jinshan Temple as Wuchen Temple, and became the first abbot of Wuchen Temple.

Knowing this, I felt a little depressed about becoming a monk of the Wuchen Temple.

But if it comes, it will be safe, what the master said, let it be.

According to the door rules (the old monk in the temple of two people still has the door rules?), the later disciples are all juniors, no matter how old they are.

However, Huijing saw that the age difference between Wu Neng and me was too big, so he let me be the senior brother directly, Wu Neng is my junior brother, looking at Wu Neng's reluctant appearance, I laughed.

Soon, as the eldest of the second generation of disciples of the Wuchen Temple, I had many tasks to complete, such as chopping wood, carrying water, growing vegetables, and raising pigs.

What the hell is this pig raising? Aren't we monks vegetarians? Although I'm not against pig raising.

"Fattened up and sold it down the mountain for money. Master's explanation.

All right. When I found out that I was in charge of all the chores on the mountain, I realized that this senior brother was just a fictitious job, and the work was a real job.

When I came to the firewood room to try my skills, I found that there was no firewood knife.

When I asked Wu Neng how they used to chop wood, he told me that it was a horizontal martial art called splitting empty palms.

Chopping wood with an empty palm can practice hard skills and improve physical fitness. Second, you can get firewood, killing two birds with one stone, so you don't need a firewood knife, and there is no money to buy a firewood knife on the key mountain.

That's poor, and it's so upscale. Look at you as a thin monkey, and I haven't seen where you have practiced horizontally.

There's no way, I can't do anything to split the empty palm, so I can only step on it.

After "chopping" a pile of firewood in the morning, when he walked back, he was no different from a lame man, and the day was wasted.

The next day, Satoru took me to grow vegetables.

After a winding mountain road, we came to a vast grassy patch.

Looking at the tall thatch and poking the dwarf trees, I asked suspiciously, "Where is the vegetable patch?"

"This is it. ”

"You say this barren mountain is a vegetable field?"

"It was originally a vegetable field, but no one planted it for a long time, so it became a wasteland. "I can't refute Satoru's reasonable explanation.

It turned out that he was here to open up the wasteland.

It doesn't matter if you open up the wasteland, the key is that there are no hoes, and there is no such play.

Wu Neng gave me a reasonable explanation for this, and when the pigs were fattened and sold, they would have money to buy hoes and firewood knives.

But how to buy piglets, he didn't say.

With the feeling of wanting to die, we came to the river, and Wu Neng said to me that we all drink the water in this river, clean and hygienic.

Well, I also like the river flowing in nature, clean and hygienic, but you have to give me a bucket.

Wu Neng's answer was not beyond my expectations, and I didn't have the money to buy it.

I finally know why Gono hasn't been doing chores before, and he can't do it at all. The temple was so poor that it couldn't afford anything.

This has to arouse my suspicions about the two of them, so how did you survive until now?

Wu Neng's answer made me unable to argue.

"We came here the day before yesterday. ”

In this regard, I silently shed tears and sighed, blessings are incomparable, disasters are not alone, and these words finally fell on my head.

Cheer up, I still thought of a way.

There was no firewood knife, smashed with sharp stones, no buckets, I found a few broken jars in the temple, packed in broken jars, three people, it was enough to fill them twice a day back and forth to the river, no hoe, to be honest, I couldn't do it anymore, it's okay, the mountains are sparsely populated, wild vegetables, wild fruits, I also got a lot, so make do with it.

Although I lived in poverty and hardship, the master silently watched it in his eyes and knew that I was optimistic and unyielding, and I was not defeated by life or difficulties. He was relieved, and I was tired.

And just like that, a long and difficult month passed. There is no day when I don't miss my family, I don't miss my lover for a day, I have evolved from a handsome guy to an ascetic now, my beard is full of cheeks, and the forehead and the corners of my eyes are also engraved with traces of time, as if in a month, people will age by four or five years.

Every day in the dustless temple is very difficult and boring, occasionally one or two pilgrims in the temple will come into the temple to pray for blessings, and the rest of the time, it is me and the master Wu Neng.

There is no hustle and bustle of the city, no mobile phones, no computers, you get up in the morning and start working, then eat and rest, and then continue to work, working at sunrise and resting at sunset. At night, there wasn't even a single illuminated candle.

It was late autumn at the moment, and whenever the moon and stars were scarce, I would lie in the courtyard in front of the thatched house and look up at the stars, and my mind would turn a thousand times.

Every now and then, I hold the qi sword in my hand and look at it, and I say in my heart, although this qi sword can sense people's anger and collect anger, but I don't know what is the use of the qi sword to absorb the anger of human beings?

The anger melts into the sword body, and the red pillar on the milky white jade will slowly rise, according to this law, one day, the milky white jade will be completely red, and at that time, it will not be milky white jade, but red bloodstone.

I don't know what happens to this qi sword when the red color is filled with jade.

I sighed, and the master Wu Neng and the three of me on the mountain, the master didn't say anything, and it was difficult to see the master get angry. And although Wu Neng is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he loves to play smart, but he is also a Buddhist youth, plus I do the hard work and dirty work on the mountain, he is too late to be happy, how can he be angry.

In this way, I am the only one left who can be angry on the mountain, and I am indeed very angry when I am in this situation, but this qi sword is quite friendly to me, no matter whether I am really angry or fake angry, the qi sword has never trembled once, and it is extremely docile. Does it recognize me as its master?

However, I was not able to draw my air sword all the time, which is also a pity.