Rebirth of Tang Dynasty as a dad

Di Renjie originally wanted to guard the abbot master all the time, so as to know the news in time, but he was sent out unexpectedly. Could it be that the master sent him away on purpose?

In fact, he was wrong. Master Lingguang heard that there was a clever young monk in the temple, and Jian Xinxi just wanted to meet him.

"Uncle Lingguang, disciple Wukong pays respects." Di Renjie saluted respectfully.

The old monk sat firmly like a clock, looked at the young monk in front of him, and nodded kindly for him to sit down.

"Wukong, yes, I heard that this is the dharma name handed down by the Buddha in your dream. It is deeply in line with Buddhist principles. I wait for Buddhist disciples to practice all our lives, isn't it just for an empty word?"

Di Renjie didn't speak, it seemed that he couldn't answer the words, he didn't want to discuss with this old monk.

"Are you afraid of me?" Master Lingguang asked suddenly.

This one

Di Renjie's heart tightened, his mind was spinning fast, and he said in a little embarrassment: "I don't know how to answer. The one who passed on the name of the disciple and the Heart Sutra is a bald old man. I don't know if it is the Buddha, because when I came to the temple, I saw the Daxiong Hall. The statue of Buddha offered here is different, the Buddha has long hair."

Uh ha ha ha ha!After listening to Di Renjie's explanation, Master Ling Guang couldn't help but burst out laughing after being slightly taken aback.

"Uncle, why does the Buddha have hair, but we have to shave our heads when we become monks and practice with the Buddha?" Di Renjie asked like a curious baby, trying to ease the old monk's wariness towards him.

Master Lingguang liked this little monk with a childlike heart very much, and patiently explained: "Silly boy, the hair on the Buddha's head is not hair, but one of the 32 facial features of the Buddha.

It is said that the Buddha was shaved and became a monk at that time, and later became enlightened and became a Buddha under the Bodhi tree. The meat bun on his head was reborn after becoming a Buddha. Only Buddhists have this in the world. This is a symbol of cultivation. "

Oh oh

Di Renjie made a long note as if suddenly enlightened, but curled his lips in disdain in his heart, isn't this what my master said about the long bag on my head when I was studying medicine?Either it was beaten by someone, or it was a sarcoma, what kind of symbol of cultivation?Are monks stupid?Blindly worship it.

Seeing the performance of the little nephew, the old monk nodded in satisfaction, and praised that the child can be taught.

"Wukong, you are a person with a great opportunity. When you cultivate a bun on your bald head, you will be considered a Buddha."

Ah? ? ?

"Master, uncle, please don't scare me. I think it's good to be bald, yes, it's good, but a bun with meat is always awkward." Di Renjie quickly waved his hand and declined.

Master Lingguang smiled and didn't say anything. He said that children always see it this way. When you reach a high level in the future and realize that there is no one and no self, you will naturally not care about it.

Di Renjie continued: "Besides, this disciple is just a young monk who has not been ordained for a few days. How could it be the disciple's turn to become a Buddha or something?"

"Don't look down on yourself so much, you are the one favored by the Buddha.

A few days ago, the brother Zhang discussed with the old monk that the position of the abbot will be passed on to you in the future. Shaolin Temple is one of the two holy places of Buddhism. In the future, you may be able to lead the monks all over the world. "Lingguang encouraged.

Di Renjie was dumbfounded, Ling Guang thought the little monk was scared, but he didn't know that Di Renjie was already scolding his mother in his heart, I just sacrificed temporarily to be a monk for a few days, who said that I would be a bald monk for a lifetime?Still leading the group of monks?Whoever loves to do it will do it.

"Now do you still feel that you are far away from becoming a Buddha?" Master Lingguang laughed.

Erdi Renjie really wanted to tell the other party that we are far away, and we have nothing to do with each other, but he didn't dare to really say that.

So he immediately changed his expression of surprise and nodded and asked: "Master, if you say that I become a Buddha, what kind of Buddha can I become?"

Monk Lingguang looked at each other angrily, secretly encouraged him, the little monk was so ambitious.

"Then what kind of Buddha do you want to be?"

Di Renjie blurted out: "How about fighting against Buddha?"

Well, it was Master Lingguang's turn to be amazed this time, "Does my Buddhist sect have this statue? Where did you hear about it?"

"Yes, the master in the dream taught that he is the guardian of the Buddha's Dharma." Di Renjie preached loudly.

so to speak

"Yeah, well, since you have what you think in your heart, then fight and defeat the Buddha.

Unexpectedly, I wanted to call you to the exam school to give some advice, but now it's even better, at such a young age, you can see your heart clearly and find your own path in the future, which is very good!

The old monk knows which inheritance in Shaolin Temple is suitable for you, so follow the old monk to meet your uncle, Master Tan.

Since you like the method of fighting, Bodhidharma passed down two methods of strengthening the body, the Sutra of Cleansing the Marrow and the Sutra of Changing Tendons, which should be passed on to you. "

As the old monk said, Radi Renjie walked towards the Xin Meditation Hall of Shaolin Temple. This Xin Meditation Hall can be said to be the real heritage of Shaolin Temple.

Outsiders only know the halls of Luohan Hall, Precept Court, Bodhi Court, the Supreme Damo Court, etc., but they don’t know that the real old masters of Shaolin Temple exist like pillars, but they are hidden in the Heart Meditation Hall. But three or five people.

The first elder of the contemporary Xinchan Hall is Master Tanzong who led the Shaolin stick monks to support Qin Wang Li Er, and is now nearly 80 years old.

Di Renjie didn't expect, why is the old monk crazy, chatting, why is this posture, is he trying to teach me martial arts?But I don't like martial arts.

At the same time, all the monks in Shaolin thought that the people had gone down the mountain and dispersed, but there were 5000 people who turned around and walked around the Shaolin Temple and walked towards the mountain behind them. With the map given by Di Renjie, I went to find other food storage places in Shaolin Temple.

"After walking for so long, my waist is sore and my feet are hurting. Is there any food? The news can't be fake. The Shaolin masters look very kind and they won't lie." Someone began to complain.

"Hey, there's nothing wrong with the hole, let's look for it. As the saying goes, you know the face but don't know the heart, and the cunning rabbit has three holes. What kind of good person is the Shaolin monk? Don't know how to save yourself? It's me. I definitely want to keep a hand." Someone next to him retorted.

Yep

For a while, everyone searched for it, and discussed the truth and falsehood at the same time.

If the food storage can be arranged overnight, it must not be far from the Shaolin Temple, otherwise it is not easy to arrange. Someone discovered the situation while walking, and there seemed to be monks guarding the road not far away.

"Look, that's a bald monk. What are they doing guarding in this mountain?"

"What do you need to say? It must be hiding food. Well, these thieves and monks said that they ran out of food and wanted to flee famine with us. It turned out to be a lie. They hid the food and wanted to get rid of it." Do we eat alone?

Brothers, come on, everyone who sees has a share! "

In the chaos, I don't know who yelled such a sentence. It seems that there are bandit genes, which directly incited thousands of people to rush towards the monk in front of him.

Zhang Liang and others slowly gathered together, looking at the red-eyed victims, they sighed in their hearts.

The captain of the personal guard said with emotion: "These people are really wolf-hearted. How can you say that the Shaolin monk also provided them with a fast meal, which is kind. Now it's a good thing. When they see the food, they will grab it without saying a word, as if it was born for them. the same as their own.

Saying that they are refugees, this image, tsk tsk, is it any different from bandits? "

Zhang Liang scolded: "The group of monks are not good people, they don't have any good intentions, you don't have to speak for them, just let them bite dogs, we are happy to watch the show, it's really more interesting than us going straight to kill."

After all, they are a group of warriors, and they didn't see the essential problem. If Wei Zheng was here, he would definitely say, where did the Shaolin monks get their food?Isn't it that it was collected from the people's hands over time, it was ill-gotten wealth, and it was not wronged to be robbed by the people!

Of course, it is estimated that Wei Zheng will add a comment at the end: The quality of the people in our dynasty needs to be improved.

"Abbot, it's not good, Abbot! The victims, the victims have come back again, they..." A young monk rushed into the abbot's courtyard in a very embarrassed state.

"What's going on? Talk slowly!" The old abbot remained calm.

"I don't know what happened, but our grain storage in the back mountain was found by a group of people, and they swarmed to grab the grain. They were so numerous that we were outnumbered and suffered heavy casualties.