The sun sets in the west and night comes as expected.
After the students dispersed, Xu Xian, the last one to leave, also blew out the candles in the library and locked the door.
"What's wrong today? Why am I restless and my eyelids keep twitching?" Xu Xian was thinking this while he touched his dry throat and raised his eyes to look at the moonlight in the sky.
The moon is beautiful tonight. It hangs high in the sky and is rounder than a monk's head.
Thinking of the monk's head, Xu Xian himself smiled.
He is not usually a rigid person, but his responsibility as a teacher does not allow him to show emotions other than being stable. He can only have fun for a while when he is fine.
"Mr. Xu, are you going back so late?"
"Mr. Xu, how did my son do with his homework today? If he does something wrong, you will need to have him disciplined!"
"Mr. Xu, come and buy some vegetables. These are all fresh."
On the way home, many people greeted Xu Xian, and Xu Xian smiled and nodded to everyone.
Across the bustling street, an old shop selling lotus leaf chicken was doing brisk business. Xu Xian rubbed his belly and walked in after smelling the fragrance.
"Objective, what should I eat?"
When he saw a customer coming in, the waiter with a towel on his shoulders hurriedly came over to greet him.
Xu Xian glanced around the store, found an empty seat and sat down, and said, "A lotus leaf chicken, a bowl of chicken bone soup, and two noodles."
"Be objective, wait a moment, your order will be here soon." The waiter shouted to the back hall with a high voice: "One lotus leaf chicken, a bowl of chicken bone soup, and two noodles!"
The store selling lotus leaf chicken is an old restaurant and the food is served very quickly.
Xu Xian had just finished a cup of tea, lotus leaf chicken and fragrant chicken bone soup when the waiter brought them to him.
Xu Xian, who was hungry, sniffed the fragrance of lotus leaf chicken, with a look of satisfaction on his face. Without saying a word, he stretched out his hand to tear off a few pieces of chicken, rolled it up in his hand with flour pancakes, and ate it hungrily.
"Scholar, is the lotus leaf chicken delicious?"
While he was devouring his food, a voice of inquiry suddenly came to his ears.
Xu Xian was so frightened that he choked and drank a few sips of the thick soup before looking up to the opposite side.
"Who are you?"
Xu Xian dared to swear that among the people he knew, there was absolutely no one like him.
The stranger did not answer, but looked at the lotus leaf chicken on the plate and asked again: "Scholar, is the lotus leaf chicken delicious?"
“Delicious, tastes very good!”
Xu Xian hesitated for a moment, then nodded. The taste of the lotus leaf chicken really lived up to the name of the century-old restaurant.
Hearing Xu Xian's words, the stranger smiled slightly and said earnestly: "That's good, eat more. From now on, you have no right to eat things like lotus leaf chicken!"
"You have no right to eat it? To me, lotus leaf chicken is not considered high-end consumption. What does this person mean?"
Doubts flashed in Xu Xian's eyes. He looked at the man in front of him for a while and thought to himself: "Is this man a lunatic who came here to entertain me?"
Thinking of this, Xu Xian couldn't eat anymore.
After all, if there is a madman sitting across from him, who knows if he will hit someone.
You know, it is not illegal for a lunatic to hit someone anywhere. Xu Xian prides himself on being a scholar and has no interest in competing with a lunatic.
"Store, wrap up the things and I'll take them back to eat." Xu Xian called to the waiter who came to the store, wrapped up the lotus leaf chicken and bread, and planned to leave this place of right and wrong.
In fact, the madman in Xu Xian's imagination was Wu Ming who wanted to take him to become a monk.
Wu Ming looked at Xu Xian's actions, shook his head with regret, and sighed: "Scholar, you really don't want to eat? You have to think about it. After you become a monk, you have no right to this lotus leaf chicken.
have eaten!"
"You're talking nonsense. You're really a lunatic. I won't argue with you." Xu Xian picked up the wrapped lotus leaf chicken, threw the silver coins on the dining table, turned around and walked out the door.
Wu Ming sat on the bench, looking at Xu Xian's leaving figure with a smile on his face.
The next second, his figure disappeared directly from the spot, and no one knew where he was.
"It's really unlucky. You can meet crazy people every time you eat. I really didn't look at the almanac when I went out. This lotus leaf chicken is probably going to be cold when I take it home, and I don't know how it tastes!"
Xu Xian carried the lotus leaf chicken and walked in the alleyway with various twists and turns.
Passing by a deserted corner, he felt a black shadow flash before his eyes, his neck hurt, and he lost consciousness.
"I give you a chance, but you won't cherish it. You have no right to eat this lotus leaf chicken in the future. You should go to Jinshan Temple to be vegetarian!"
The black figure who took action was Wu Ming. He lifted the limp Xu Xian in his hands, looked in the direction of Jinshan Temple, and jumped into the air.
Jinshan Temple is not far from Hangzhou, only a few hundred miles away.
Ten minutes later, Wu Ming descended from the sky and arrived here carrying the unconscious Xu Xian.
As soon as you see it, you can see countless temples built on the mountain. The Jinshan Mountain stands in the center of the lake, and the temples are built on the Jinshan Mountain. It looks like a Buddhist holy land.
Carrying the unconscious Xu Xian, Wu Ming went straight to the Tathagata Hall.
In the Tathagata Hall, eight hundred monks from Jinshan Temple are doing evening classes, chanting sutras incessantly.
Seeing Wu Ming carrying people in, the elder who was chanting sutras was slightly startled, and the chanting stopped in silence.
"Amitabha!"
The elder chanted the Buddha's name, waved his hands to the monks, and stood up from the futon.
Wu Ming put down the unconscious Xu Xian, clasped his hands towards the elder, and said, "Elder, is Master Fa Hai here?"
The elder was old, and his ears were hammered on his shoulders. It took him a long time to hear clearly what Wu Ming was saying, and he replied: "President Fa Hai, he went out last night and has not come back yet."
"Not back?" Wu Ming frowned when he heard the old monk's words.
Judging from what happened last night, Fahai should have inner demons and retreat in Jinshan Temple.
In the movie, this is what Fahai did, but now he is missing. It obviously does not match the plot of the movie, and he has no idea where he went.
"The donor came to Jinshan Temple overnight. Apart from looking for Fahai to preside over, does he have anything else to do?" The old monk said this and glanced at Xu Xian on the ground.
Xu Xian is in his twenties. Because of his long-term study to nourish his energy, he looks like a little boy.
Seeing such a handsome man, the old monk's eyes brightened and his breathing became obviously heavy.
Wu Ming's eyes were as bright as fire, and he saw the other party's reflection in his eyes. He couldn't help but smile to himself: "Sure enough, any Buddhist holy land is fake. The brighter it is under the lamp, the darker it becomes. This is the story of darkness under the lamp. Hehe, Xu Xian, you are done.
, just wait until your butt hurts!”
With just a brief glance, Wu Ming saw several old monks with salivating eyes.
You know, this was during the Song Dynasty, and dividing peaches with cut sleeves was considered an elegant thing.
Needless to say, if Xu Xian becomes a monk at Jinshan Temple, his future prospects can be predicted, and he will inevitably have to be immersed in the rules.
"Xu Xian doesn't even let go of white snakes. He has a bit of a heavy taste. These monks should be able to satisfy him!" Thinking like this, Wu Ming slowly said: "Elder, I have a close relationship with Master Fahai, who happens to be in Hangzhou city.
I found that this man has wisdom and is a man of great potential, so I asked the elders of the temple to take him in."
The old monk walked forward tremblingly, looked at Xu Xian's appearance, and nodded with satisfaction: "If you have a root of wisdom, you can see that you have a root of wisdom!"
After saying this, the old monk leaned down again and pinched Xu Xian's butt. This time he was even more satisfied: "He is a material that can be made, he is a material that can be made!"
"Where is this?"
After being touched a few times, Xu Xian woke up from a coma and opened his eyes in a daze.
As soon as he entered his eyes, he saw an old monk smiling lewdly at him, just like a prostitute looking at a girl.
"Oh my god!" Xu Xian was startled and quickly got up from the ground.
Looking around, I saw bald heads everywhere, as if they were in a temple.
"What is this place and why am I here?"
Xu Xian stepped back in panic, not realizing it yet.
Wu Ming looked at Xu Xian's reaction and said to the old monk: "Elder, please ordain him! I am willing to pay another ten thousand taels of gold to reshape the golden bodies of the Buddhas in the temple. I only ask Jinshan Temple to ordain him and become a monk."
With a flash in his hand, tens of thousands of taels of gold piled up like a mountain, making people unable to open their eyes.
Many monks in the temple were all blushing and had greed in their eyes.
Except for a few pure monks, most people looked at the old monk eagerly and wished they could directly agree on his behalf.
"To get shaved? You brought me here, right?"
Xu Xian was not a fool. Thinking of Wu Ming's previous actions, he hurriedly ran out and said as he ran, "I don't want to be tonsured. You crazy people, I'm going to the Yamen to sue you!"
"Stop him, stop him quickly!" the elder said quickly, directing the monks to step forward to intercept him.
Xu Xian was a powerless scholar after all. Before he could run far away, he was thrown to the ground by several monks and forced to the ground.
"Let me go, let me go quickly, I am a scholar with a good reputation, you can't do this to me!" Xu Xian was pushed to the ground, but he was still unconvinced.
The old monk looked at the ten thousand taels of gold on the ground, and then at the struggling Xu Xian. He finally made a decision in his heart and shouted: "Shave him, shave him!"
Two people pressed on the shoulders, two people pressed on the thighs, and one person held the head.
No matter how Xu Xian struggled, he was pinned down tightly. He could only wailed: "Monks, they are all demon monks. I, Xu Xian, don't accept it. I don't want to be tonsured or become a monk!"
"Elder, here comes the razor!"
The two young novices quickly prepared the basin and razor, and placed them respectfully in front of the old monk.
The old monk picked up the razor and dipped it in water. He nodded to Wu Ming and said, "Xu Xian, when you enter Buddhism, you must avoid wine and meat. Can you keep it?"
"No, I want to drink and eat meat, not be a monk!"
Xu Xian's struggle was weak. The old monk raised the razor in his hand and said tremblingly: "It doesn't matter if you can't. There is no meat and wine in the temple. Just get used to it."
With one blow, a large piece of Xu Xian's hair fell off, and he started to cry bitterly.
The old monk raised the razor again and muttered something: "Xu Xian, when you enter Buddhism, you should avoid sexual intercourse with women. Can you keep it?"
"No, I am a commoner and I can't survive the world of mortals!"
Xu Xian still refused and cried with snot and tears, looking very pitiful.
When the old monk heard this, he was still unmoved and said tremblingly: "It doesn't matter if you can't. Jinshan Temple does not accept female guests. You can't see women. Just get used to it."
The second time the knife was struck, the hair fell again, regardless of Xu Xian's objection.
The old monk raised the razor for the third time and asked again: "Xu Xian, when you enter Buddhism, you are prohibited from killing, can you uphold this?"
"No, I'm cruel and ruthless. I can't live without killing every day. Please let me go!" Xu Xian was powerless, but when the critical moment came, he would tell lies without blinking an eye.
The old monk sighed slightly and said tremblingly: "It doesn't matter if you can't. Jinshan Temple is protected by Buddhism. It's impossible to kill even if you want to. Just get used to it." (To be continued.)