"Amitabha, this Tan Yue, is he here to offer incense?"

In that temple, there was a middle-aged monk who was quite surprised when he saw the short and thin boy coming in.

I don’t know how long it has been since pilgrims came to my door.

"Master, I'm polite, I'm here to ask Master to ordain me."

Hong Pi opened his mouth, but the monk looked shocked.

These days, Buddhist temples and temples all over the world have become dusty, and there are not many believers offering incense. How come there are still people who want to be ordained and become monks?

You know, we are not moving forward now.

Although Buddhism was not banned in the Daqian court, it was only because although Buddhism did not pose much of a threat, there were still many old and young people, and after all, Buddhist teachings had spread throughout the world and had a great influence.

If we kill them all, the difference between effort and reward is too big, so we don’t want to waste time and energy.

But overtly or covertly, they are suppressing Buddhism.

When you become a monk, you don’t need to be looked down upon by others.

"Xiao Tanyue, becoming a monk is no longer a child's play. Nowadays, all Buddhist temples in the world are covered in dust and it is difficult to spread the Dharma. It is difficult for us monks to have enough food and clothing."

The middle-aged monk's expression was a little strange, as if he was surprised and disbelieving, but also cautiously testing: "If Xiao Tan Yue is in some difficulty, he can stay in this temple for a few days. Although life in the temple is difficult, Xiao Tan Yue can still be fed for a few days." Vegetarian rice,”

"After a long time, I have been unable to do anything in the monastery. I am a monk and have all kinds of precepts. I have no support for food and clothing. It is not as comfortable as living in the secular world."

He thought that Hong Pi's family was poor and did not have enough food and clothing, so he wanted to become a monk and make a living.

This is also a common thing.

Today's world is not like the peaceful and prosperous times praised by those high-ranking officials and dignitaries. There are people everywhere who are in chaos.

There are still monks in Buddhist temples all over the world, but most of them are poor people who cannot survive and become ordained as monks because of this idea.

The monk was really afraid that Hong Pi was like this.

In words, he also stopped the other party's idea of ​​getting a long-term meal ticket.

It's not that he is stingy, it's true that the temple is not rich either.

Unexpectedly, when Hong Pi heard this, he showed a look of surprise and nodded seriously: "That's right. In that case, that kid won't become a monk anymore."

"..."

The middle-aged monk's face twitched.

You're not following the routine.

Shouldn't I be reserved first, then you knock on me again and again, and I reject you again and again, and you knock on me again and again, and then I reluctantly agree?

Nowadays, there are not many people who are monks, and there are no pilgrims, so they can only fend for themselves. If there is one more person in the temple, there will be one more worker!

"Well...actually, although my temple is not rich, it is not that difficult. It is still possible to raise one or two more people..."

The middle-aged monk still wanted to save the situation, but he also wanted to keep some reserve for himself.

Hong Pi waved his hand decisively and said sternly: "Master, there is no need to say it. I have already understood. Master is compassionate, but I have to know good from evil, which makes it difficult for Master."

"..."

It’s not difficult to do! It’s really not difficult for me to do!

You beg me again, beg me! Beg me again and I will agree!

The middle-aged monk kept shouting in his heart, his outward reserve could no longer be maintained, and his smile became stiff.

Hong Pi didn't seem to notice the strange and stiff expression on his face, and said sincerely:

"Master, although I can't become a monk in your temple, so as not to bring trouble to the master, I really don't care about Buddhism. Since I can't chant sutras and worship Buddha in the temple every day, I can only think of other ways."

"I heard that among the Buddhists, there are monks who live in Tuodu. They live in no fixed place and practice asceticism in all directions. They eat food from hundreds of families and understand the compassion of Buddhism in the midst of hardships and hardships."

"Master, can I let this boy be listed in the temple and give him a Buddhist monk's teaching certificate?"

"The master is so compassionate that he will not bear to let the boy starve to death on the roadside one day. In this way, the boy can worship in the temple and receive Buddhist teachings every day without causing trouble to the master. The boy can also find a way to survive."

"this……"

The middle-aged monk was a little dumbfounded when he heard this.

The so-called Tuodu monks are also called ascetic monks.

Although he is a serious monk, he does not practice in temples. He only carries an alms bowl and walks around the world barefoot.

Even among monks who are truly pure practitioners, few choose this method of practice.

Because it is too difficult.

Nowadays in Daqian, Buddhism is not easy to get along with.

But it is not difficult to get a copy of the certificate. Every registered temple can distribute it by itself. All you need to do is go to the Imperial Ancestral Temple Department and register it.

The middle-aged monk was not surprised by Hong Pi's request.

People in the world still have great respect for the ascetic Tutu. If you have a serious status and go to various places to ask for alms, others will definitely open the door for convenience.

If he could save someone's life, he wouldn't be stingy with a CD.

It's just that he really feels sorry for such a laborer...

At this time, Hong Pi took out another piece of deed paper from his arms, held it in his hand and said:

"Master, I have no merits. I only have one acre of farmland at home. I just long for Buddhism and am alone. If Master is willing to help me, I would like to dedicate the farmland at home to the temple."

"Easy to say, easy to say."

The middle-aged monk smiled happily.

There is no more labor, but there is an extra acre of land, so there is profit but no loss.

Hiss, sin, sin, sin...

He didn't wonder why Hong Pi couldn't have enough to eat since he had land.

There are too many things like this in the world.

The imperial court imposes various corvées and taxes every year. If you have no land or land, you will have to do corvee service. If you have fields and land, the tax per acre can also crush people to death.

On the contrary, it is better to be light and comfortable without land and land.

There are no temples or temples in the world that are in such danger.

Although Buddhism is now weak, this rule has not changed.

In this way, it is a transaction that everyone is happy with, and the transaction is completed easily and happily.

Hong Pi came out again and had already obtained a copy of the CD.

He faked his death to escape, and he also needed an identity to facilitate his future actions.

However, Daqian's household registration is very strict. If he wants to get a serious identity without being exposed, a copy of the CD is the easiest way.

That's why he put so much effort into preparing a field early.

That is to say, Buddhism is now weak, and he would not even think about switching to Taoism.

This is equivalent to a proof of family background, and it doesn't matter whether he is a monk or not.

After getting the certificate and having an identity, Hong Pi did not drift away.

Then he went straight to Yujing City, where he had to fake his own death to escape.

With this disk, apart from being interrogated and registered at the city gate, there were not many twists and turns before entering Yujing City.

Not only did he enter Yujing City, he also asked Yaxing to find a small courtyard in a workshop called Datongfang not far from Wu Wenhou's mansion, and settled there.

Every day he lives in seclusion and practices martial arts and Taoism.

No one could have imagined that he, the bastard of the Hou Mansion who had been buried in the belly of a wolf, would live happily at the foot of the Hou Mansion.

Hong Pi lived openly and openly without covering up anything.

Instead, he regained his body shape, but changed his appearance and showed himself as a seven-year-old child.

His current body is still young, and changing his body poses many inconveniences and hidden dangers for physical training, but his appearance does not matter.

From time to time, he would appear with his soul and walk around as a five-foot dwarf.

In order for Taoism to manifest itself, it is necessary to borrow objects to manifest itself.

Objects of the Five Elements such as gold and wood appear in the form of souls.

But Hong Pi's soul is different from ordinary people, and is incredibly powerful.

It is as solid as substance and can appear in front of people without borrowing anything.

This great effort is made to make one's own existence reasonable and able to withstand scrutiny.

The cycle of spring and autumn passes by in a hurry.

It’s already the second early spring since Hong Kong first settled here.

In the deep alley, a twisted branch of a dead branch poked out from a small courtyard.
To be continued...