The two young monks of the Hui generation analyzed it very closely. After listening to it, Yuan Xin couldn't help frowning. Finally, he came to Yuanyin and Yuanye to discuss it: "I originally wanted to entrust this child to a kind family for adoption, but after thinking about it carefully,
After thinking about it, I felt that it was wrong. Firstly, I was afraid that my enemies would seek to harm him. Secondly, I didn’t know if he could get better now. If not, a fool would be a burden to anyone, and they would not treat him sincerely.
, life must be miserable.”
Yuan Ye was shot out of one eye by Yin Susu before. Although his life was not in danger now, he was still in a bad mood, so he stood aside with a sullen face and said nothing.
Yuanyin thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Then take him back to Shaolin. After all, he has some connection with our Shaolin Temple. Even if he can't get better, the Shaolin Temple will never miss him. If he gets better... he can still
Testify against Zhang Cuishan, the murderer, so that he can no longer quibble!"
"Amitabha, that's all we can do..."
After hearing these words, Qin Changfeng finally felt relieved. As the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning. As long as he enters the Shaolin Temple with a proper identity, the next things will be much easier. As long as he shows enough talent, King Kong is not bad.
There is no chance for his magical skills. After all, if Shaolin Temple wants to maintain its status as a martial arts master, it needs outstanding disciples to practice advanced martial arts.
Next, in order to be realistic, Qin Changfeng sat stupidly all night with his eyes open. After dawn, he followed the monks and buried the people from the Longmen Escort Bureau. After the monks' persuasion, he had to kneel down and kowtow a few times.
They were all dead anyway, so Qin Changfeng could just endure it and let it pass, so he didn't care about it anymore.
After all, from now on, he will continue to live in this world as the orphan of the Longmen Escort Agency.
Compared with the second generation of a famous family like Zhang Wuji, this status is really not worth mentioning. The only advantage is that it can make the monks of Shaolin Temple feel compassionate, and this is enough for Qin Changfeng.
The monks led Qin Changfeng on a journey day and night, and arrived at the border of Shaoshi Mountain more than twenty days later.
Along the way, Qin Changfeng remained silent, because if you want to pretend to be a fool, it's best not to speak. If you talk too much, you will definitely expose your flaws. If you want to get back to the truth, you need to weave more lies, so it is better to start from the beginning.
Be a mute from the beginning.
Qin Changfeng finally got his wish and entered this thousand-year-old temple, feeling solemn and solemn, living up to its name.
There is a saying in the world: There are only thousand-year-old families, but never thousand-year dynasties. This sentence is equally applicable to the Shaolin Temple. In the flowing rivers and lakes, the overlords have changed one after another, but only Shaolin has always stood at the top of the rivers and lakes.
Returning to Shaolin, Yuan Xin, Yuan Yin and others went to report back to the abbot. Wudang and Shaolin have a long history of grudges, and this time it involves Zhang Cuishan again, which is not a trivial matter.
Qin Changfeng was arranged to live in the small courtyard at the back of the mountain. The people living here were all young novice monks who had just started, ranging in age from five or six to eleven or twelve years old. Qin Changfeng looked like the youngest one.
Sitting in the wing room, Qin Changfeng couldn't help but feel a little distressed. Once he wasted his time in the outer courtyard, it would be difficult to enter the inner courtyard and approach the profound martial arts of the Shaolin Temple. There were thousands of Shaolin Temple disciples, and among each generation, there was only one person who could truly become famous.
there's a few?
The fastest way to get close to magical skills is undoubtedly to become a direct disciple of an eminent monk from the inner sect, especially one of the level of the Four Great Divine Monks. Monks are also human beings. Who doesn’t want his apprentice to have superb martial arts skills, surpass those of other sects, and even be powerful in the world?
At the same time, Yuan Xin, Yuan Yin and others completely recounted the events of Longmen Escort to Abbot Kongwen.
After hearing this, Kong Wen murmured with emotion and anger, "This matter concerns my Shaolin face and more than 60 wronged souls, so we must not expose it easily. The top priority is to catch Zhang Cuishan and confront him. I will arrange this matter."
, As for the orphan from the Longmen Escort Bureau...let him live in the back mountain first, and see if he can get better..."
For a child who was only five years old and still had dementia, Kong Wen naturally didn't pay too much attention to it. He just agreed to place him in the Shaolin Temple and had no other ideas. As for Qin Changfeng, who was looking forward to meeting him in person, he found out
The fact that his bones were so pure that he was so surprised that the gods directly accepted him as his disciple and taught him profound martial arts... only existed in fantasy.
As time passed, Qin Changfeng gradually realized that his hope of reaching the sky was shattered. Except for the occasional visit by Yuan Xin in the past few days, he seemed to have been forgotten.
"It seems that we must think of ways to attract the attention of the old monks..."
Qin Changfeng's troubles don't stop there. As the saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. This small courtyard in the back mountain of Shaolin is no exception. The dozens of young novices here who have not yet truly become disciples also have the tendency to bully the weak.
nature.
On this day, a tall and strong bald child threw a small wooden bucket in front of him and shouted loudly: "Fool, you will help me fetch four buckets of water from the bottom of the mountain every morning from now on. Understand
Are you done? If you don’t finish, be careful and I’ll beat you up!” After saying that, he didn’t forget to raise his mighty fist towards Qin Changfeng.
Qin Changfeng was speechless as he stared at the wooden barrel that was nearly two-thirds of his height. He resisted the urge to kick the naughty kid away and watched as the opponent twisted his plump butt and left in a victorious manner.
In the past, he didn't understand why some vegetarian monks were fat, but now he understood that there was only one reason - they were too lazy to eat!
It takes a total of 6,413 steps to get water from the stone well at the foot of the mountain to the kitchen in the small courtyard behind the mountain, more than half of which are steps. Qin Changfeng calculated it accurately with his feet, not too many steps, not too many steps.
At the speed of a five-year-old child, it would take him almost an hour to go back and forth. Four trips would be almost three and a half hours. Shaolin Temple has morning classes at 6 a.m., and everyone except a few monks must attend.
Novice novices are no exception.
Therefore, Qin Changfeng had to get up at two o'clock and go down the mountain to carry water. After carrying four buckets, he went to attend morning class.
The main reason why he was willing to do this, apart from being extremely bored and able to slightly improve his proficiency in basic movement techniques, was that the route to fetch water would pass through an abandoned village hidden in the pine forest on the cliffside of the back mountain.
Zen monastery.
This monastery is very dilapidated, and it seems that no one has taken care of it for a long time, but Qin Changfeng clearly remembers that once at dawn, an uncontrollable roar came from inside, mixed with sad hatred, the voice said
It’s three words... Yang Dingtian.
Yang Dingtian is the leader of the Ming Cult, but he has died long ago. There is only one possibility for this name to appear in the mouths of the monks of Shaolin Temple, and with hatred - the three monks of Du'e!
Du'e, Duan, and Dujie are the three most senior people in Shaolin today. They were defeated by Yang Dingtian when they were young. Du'e was even blinded in one eye. Since then, the three brothers have gone into hiding.
After his death, he sat in meditation for decades and worked hard just to take revenge, but he didn't know that Yang Dingtian was no longer alive.
From then on, Qin Changfeng would rest there for a while every time he carried water up the mountain.
The days passed, boring and boring, Qin Changfeng was not in a hurry. He came in with more than 7,000 trial points, just to be prepared to stay here for at least 20 years.
More than a month later, his reputation as a fool with eccentricities gradually spread in the Shaolin Temple, because he was the only one who did not knock wooden fish when chanting sutras, but carved Buddha statues!
Qin Changfeng never intended to be a real monk. Knocking on wooden fish would not do him any good, but carving Buddha statues could improve his basic carving proficiency. Moreover, in the Shaolin Temple, he would definitely spend a lot of time chanting sutras and meditating in the future. If all these time were spent
It was simply unforgivable to waste it, so no matter how others tried to persuade him, he just grabbed the wood and knife like a fool and refused to let go.
As time passed, the monks let him go. After all, he was a fool, so it was understandable to be more tolerant.
Of course, although Qin Changfeng behaved very blankly, he would still show some wisdom from time to time. For example, when other children were looking around and fidgeting in morning class, he could sit very seriously for several hours;
For example, he is not really mute. He usually doesn't make a sound, but when he recites sutras, he can flow smoothly and his memory is amazing.
For example, he gets up at 2:30 every day to fetch water, no matter the wind or rain for more than 30 days, there is no interruption...
