Monk?

The interrogating Jin Yiwei looked suspicious, and the fat man scratched his hair and pulled it.

No pulling

The atmosphere is a bit awkward

Fatty Bai bared his teeth and said with embarrassment: "Can you get me a basin of warm water? The glue is too sticky."

"Someone come and give this fat master a basin of warm water."

Warm water was brought over, and with the help of Jin Yiwei, Fatty Bai successfully washed the glue from his hair and turned into a fat white monk.

Only when Qingfeng arrived outside the door did he remember that several Shaolin affiliates from the Ming Zun Sect came to Chang'an City to meet with Zhang Jiao to discuss how to hold sacrificial activities during the New Year today.

Could it be them

The interrogator inside carefully looked through the fat white monk and couldn't help but smacked his lips: "Brother is really a monk, I wonder what his name is?"

The white-faced monk's face was distorted: "I give you the Dharma name Jie Kong"

It seems that the backup of the Jiezi generation is not low. The abbot of Shaolin is the Jiezi seniority.

Is that Tao really from Shaolin?

In order to prevent the situation from escalating, Qingfeng ordered his subordinates: "Go and ask the people from Shaolin if anyone has come out, and let them come and identify themselves."

"yes"

Trial suspended

Jin Yiwei sent people to inquire. At first, the monks were unwilling to tell the truth. Under the huge pressure of being embarrassed and humiliated, they had to admit that they had lost a monk of the Jie generation. It was not convenient to give the specific name.

I had no choice but to take them through a trial. On the way, I met a fat white monk who had been released from prison and looked sad. He asked why: "To a man who looked like he had no love for life, he said, "No, it will hurt my heart to ask."

After returning home, the fat white monk came in and knelt on the futon: What a sin, I should have known that I would have lied against my will!

Time goes back to a minute after Qingfeng sent someone to inquire about the visitors from Shaolin.

When Li Mingda and Murong Xue heard that Fatty Bai was a monk, they immediately became excited and asked Qingfeng to bring him in front of them.

The two of them took a look.

Murong Xue couldn't help but admire: "So fat and white, it would be a pity to be a monk."

Li Mingda was curious: "Why can monks eat so much these days? You're not a fake, are you?"

Jiekong was very puzzled at first as to why he was brought in front of two peerless beauties, one large and one small. However, he did not dare to have any evil intentions. The city of Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty was full of fish and dragons, and now he was being arrested quietly on the street.

Strength must not be simple.

I recited the Qingxin Mantra in my mind to eliminate distracting thoughts. I heard Li Mingda and Murong Xue asking themselves, and patted my heart: "I am a real monk. Look, I have scars on the top of my head."

Li Mingda and Murong Xue looked at the few dots on the fat white monk's head. There were indeed a few dots.

“It really does”

"Perhaps they are bandits or criminals trying to evade arrest. After all, if you are not ruthless, you cannot stand firmly. If you want to survive as a gangster, you may give yourself a few blows on the head."

What Murong Xue said was very reasonable. Li Mingda thought for a while and said, "Please read a few verses, otherwise I will send you to the Imperial Guard."

The fat monk's face turned pale: "I didn't learn much during the second half of my journey to becoming a monk. I only learned some meditation mantras."

Murong Xue looked suspicious: "You are indeed a fake, give it to Jin Yiwei"

The fat white monk panicked: "No, I am really a good citizen who became a monk halfway!"

Li Mingda asked him: "Do you have any evidence?"

The fat white monk shook his head: "No"

Li Mingda asked the fat monk again: "Where are the witnesses?"

"Yes, but I can't tell you two."

"Why"

"I escaped secretly. If my brothers find out, I will lose face and be punished."

Murong Xue's eyes darted around, and a wicked smile appeared on her lips. Li Mingda, who was familiar with her, knew that his little Bai was going to cause trouble.

Cross your legs

Grab a handful of melon seeds

Get ready to watch a show

Sure enough, his own Xiaobai had a smirk on his face: "Well, since you can't prove your identity and you can't send Jin Yiwei as a gift, why not do this and we won't embarrass you."

The fat white monk looked grateful: "Thank you, girl, for your understanding."

"Don't get excited yet, how about we help you send the Buddha to the West?" A strange expression appeared on Murong Xue's face.

o((⊙⊙))o.

"No, I am really a monk, 100% a monk."

Murong Xue showed murderous intent and threatened him: "Then why are you still telling the truth? If you dare to make up lies, I will send you to the West immediately."

The fat monk lowered his head: "Actually, the thing is like this. I left home a few years ago and ran into trouble while passing by Songshan Mountain. Later, I was rescued by my master. The master said that I was destined to the Buddha and hoped that I could stay in Shaolin to help tide over the disaster.

, I thought that since someone saved my life, I should help and repay it in kind. In order to repay the favor of saving my life, I stayed in Shaolin, and then I stayed there for the past few years..."

some narration

Li Mingda and Murong Xue gradually became interested in what they heard. Although they didn't tell each other what their dharma names were, looking at each other's true feelings, the story seemed reasonable and reasonable, and they didn't seem to be lying.

Li Mingda poured a cup of tea for the fat monk: "Drink some, I've been talking for so long."

The fat white monk took the tea cup with both hands: "Thank you so much, donor."

Looking at the fat white monk holding a tea cup, Li Mingda asked him: "Since you mentioned your travels and presumably have knowledge and insights, what do you think of Datang's current religious policy?"

The fat white monk held the tea cup and took two sips, his eyes lit up: Good tea, the best tea I have ever drunk in my life. The other party is indeed an unusual person, he must be a family member of the Duke level or a princess or something.

You should answer carefully, maybe it will help you fulfill your wish.

After sorting out his thoughts, the fat monk said slowly: "Currently, the Mingzun Holy Sect is the dominant family, leading the development of religion in the Tang Dynasty and unifying the religious beliefs of the Tang Dynasty. It should be a good thing within a hundred years, but I don't have the ability to predict the future.

Not too much, maybe a few hundred years later there will be a time when religion interferes with the orthodoxy of the Tang Dynasty, but there will also be a day when the pearl will shine again."

Murong Xue curled her lips: "Brother Bai Fat, what you said is that you are a magician who tells fortunes, or are you bullying me? I'm a novice who doesn't understand these things."

Li Mingda fanned the flames: "You are a noob"

The fat white monk looked at Murong Xue who was about to explode with anger and hurriedly explained: "Donor, please don't be impatient. Please explain slowly."

"Let's talk about the past hundred years first. The Mingzun Holy Religion of the Tang Dynasty integrated and sorted out the myths and stories that have been circulated in China for thousands of years and unified the thinking of the people. It ended the situation of religious chaos and allowed the people to have a reasonable and legal spiritual sustenance. This is a good thing.

What a great thing”

"Looking at the world, the majesty of the Tang Dynasty has brought submission to all directions. The unified religion has allowed these foreign countries to better integrate into our Tang Dynasty, allowing the Tang Dynasty to complete the naturalization of foreign countries."

"The melee in the West may end in the next 20 to 30 years, and there may be a unified situation in the West. They are all countries with very specific religious beliefs. Once there is a conflict with the Tang Dynasty, firm religious beliefs can often make soldiers more

It has combat effectiveness and plays a very critical role in Datang's response to world-class wars."

"Our Majesty the Mingzun Holy Emperor of the Tang Dynasty is still young. He will control the Tang Dynasty for more than fifty years in the future. Even the power of God who has been immortal for decades will be enough to protect the Tang Dynasty for half a century. The only regret is...
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