In this way, Jingfa lived in Miao Village.

Fu Tong specially arranged a big bamboo house for him, which was filled with all kinds of fine wine brewed by their village for Jingfa to enjoy.

Jingfa suddenly enjoyed the treatment of the emperor, and he was very happy, holding the wine every day, drunk and dreaming of death.

But he forgot that he also had an important mission, which was to teach Buddhist scriptures.

Just as he had finished drinking a jar of wine, someone from outside the house walked in and said that all the villagers had gathered and were waiting for Jingfa to go to teach.

This sentence directly pulled Jingfa back to reality from the good life.

He was dressed and followed the man into the square.

At this time, almost the entire Miao Village had gathered in the square, including Fu Tong, the owner of the village.

Everyone looked at Jingfa with warm expectation, waiting for him to begin to teach the profound teachings of Buddhism.

This was the first time that Jing Fa had been stared at by so many eyes, staring at him a little panicked, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"Don't stupid master, you can start. Fu Tong saw that Jingfa had been standing silently, so he reminded him softly.

"Ahem, ahem. Jing Fa cleared his throat, and the scene was suddenly silent.

At this time, Jingfa suddenly missed the handsome senior brother, because if you want to talk about reading the classics, you have to be handsome.

And he has only read the scriptures for a month, and he has read the same "Nirvana Sutra".

In any case, after talking about the "Nirvana Sutra" first, you can talk about it slowly and procrastinately, so that you can leave yourself enough time to find the white silkworm.

"All sentient beings have Buddha nature!"

Then, Jingfa began to recite the Nirvana Sutra.

These Miao people had never been in contact with Buddhist scriptures before, and today when they heard Jingfa memorize the original text like this, they suddenly felt obscure.

This is not to blame Jing Fa, because he is a monk who has only recited Buddhist scriptures for a month, how can he comprehend any profound Dharma, and how can he teach these Dharmas well.

What he can do is to memorize the "Nirvana Sutra" from beginning to end, and then listen to the villagers in a fog.

Although they couldn't understand it, everyone still made an effort to study, and some people even took out pen and paper to make detailed notes.

But one of them was full of impatience.

Listening to Jing Fa memorize most of the "Nirvana Sutra", Fu Meng suddenly stood up and asked: "Dare to ask the non-stupid master, can you not keep shaking your head and reciting, you are explaining to everyone the deep meaning of the scriptures, don't you understand the meaning of this scripture at all?"

Seeing that his daughter was about to come to confront Jingfa again, Fu Tong looked angry, waved his hand at Fu Meng, and motioned for her to sit down.

But Fu Meng just didn't sit down, she stared at Shui Ling's big eyes, looked at Jing Fa, and waited for Jing Fa to answer.

"This, cough cough, the first step in studying the Buddhist scriptures is to memorize them first, after memorizing all the Buddhist scriptures, you will naturally be able to understand the deep meaning, in our Shaolin, the first lesson of the beginner disciples is to recite the scriptures, so I hope you can also be down-to-earth, step by step slowly. Jingfa explained slowly.

"No, no, what kind of monk are you pretending. Fu Meng snorted lightly, and then left the crowd directly, no longer staying to listen to Jingfa recite Buddhist scriptures.

Jingfa was not disturbed by this little episode and continued to recite the Nirvana Sutra.

When it was time for dinner, Jingfa was surrounded by everyone at the table, and all the food and wine in the whole village were brought to Jingfa.

As soon as he saw the wine, the fatigue brought by Jingfa's recitation of the "Nirvana Sutra" for a day immediately disappeared, and he picked up the wine bowl and drank with the villagers.

Miao people are addicted to alcohol, even the old and weak, women and children, they are all heroes in wine.

So when everyone saw Jingfa's bottomless amount of wine, their admiration for him was even greater, and they came to toast with wine bowls.

And Jingfa is also laughing and drinking, and those who come do not refuse, and everyone admires it even more.

After three rounds of drinking, some strong men of the Miao nationality came up to fight with Jing Fa, and Jing Fa drew a fist with them.

Jing Fa naturally used the punching method taught by the wine master, and the Miao people were confused.

So Jingfa became a boxing teacher again, and began to teach the Miao people's wine master the unique boxing method.

But he found that these Miao people seemed to be very stupid, and they could teach things at a glance, but these people couldn't teach them.

In desperation, he had to start their normal strokes until late at night before returning to the house to rest.

The next day, Jing Fa continued to recite the Nirvana Sutra, but just as he was halfway through reciting, he suddenly saw Fu Meng happily walking from the door with a young man.

"Brother Tang, a few days ago, a monk who drank wine and ate meat came to our village, my father held him up to the sky, you come to help me teach him a lesson, let him show his appearance, so that his father will not be so superstitious about him. Fu Meng took the young man's hand and smiled with a smile on his face.

The young man nodded and said, "Don't worry, Brother Tang will help you make the decision and be angry for you, where is this monk?"

Fu Meng pointed to the bright head in the center of the square and said, "It's him." ”

As he spoke, he picked up the man and walked quickly in the direction of Jingfa.

This young man is known to everyone in the village, he once saved Fu Meng's life, and then Fu Meng often takes him back to the village to play.

The man's name was Tang Tian, the son of Tang Hai, the master of the Bashu Tang Sect.

Seeing Tang Tian coming, some villagers happily greeted him and called Tang Tian's name.

And Tang Tian responded with a smile one by one, and he didn't see Jingfa for a while.

"Tang Gongzi, which gust of wind blew you here today, it just so happens that today we have ushered in a Shaolin monk in the village, I will take you to meet. Fu Tong walked up to Tang Tian and said with a smile.

"Oh, Shaolin monks, it's rare to come to our Bashu, please help me introduce the master of the village. Tang Tian bowed his hand respectfully.

"Come, just over here......" Before Fu Tong finished speaking, he saw that the podium in the center of the square was empty, and Jing Fa's figure had already disappeared without a trace.

"Aren't you stupid master?" Fu Tong asked the villagers around him with a confused expression.

"Just now, the master who was not stupid suddenly covered his stomach and said that his stomach hurt, and then ran away, maybe he drank too much wine last night. One replied.

"Our Tang Sect happens to have a miracle medicine for diarrhea, let's go, let me go and give this master a good look. After speaking, Tang Tian glanced at Fu Meng, and Fu Meng also smiled happily at Tang Tian, with a bright and sweet smile.

"It's okay if the master is sick, go, Master Tang, I'll take you to the master's room, you must help us cure the master's illness!"

"Master Fu Zhai, please rest assured, I will definitely cure the master's illness. Tang Tian said respectfully.