Shaolin monk

Facts have proved that Ling Duoduo really thought too much, the blizzard stopped not long after, and Master Wumei led them to a place called Plum Blossom Resort on the top of the mountain outside Shaolin Temple and settled them temporarily.

After experiencing such a thing, the two children were exhausted, tired and sleepy. After eating a vegetarian meal and taking a hot bath, they went to bed separately.

Master Wumei went to Putian Shaolin Temple alone, and found her younger brother, the Shaolin presiding master Zhishan, and told about the incident, and finally sighed: "Brother, the thieves have always disappeared under Jiulian Mountain, why did such a tragedy happen this time? "

This is actually not the first homicide case this month. Zhishan put his hands together and recited a Buddhist name, with a compassionate expression on his face: "Now that the 15-year period is approaching, I will immediately let my disciples go down the mountain and collect the victim's body. Open the water and land dojo, and send them to reincarnation."

"I have checked the corpses of the traveling merchants beforehand, and found that each of them was brutally killed by people using Wudang Kung Fu..." Wu Mei paused for a while, her face became more and more rigid, "Wudang faction It is really deceptive, the grievances between Baimei and Shaolin have gone through many years, even though it is difficult to tell who is right, but there is a debt and a debt, why should you vent your anger on the people in the past?"

"Ever since the tragic death of three villagers last time, several elders and I have suspected that the Wudang faction is involved. I have already sent my disciples to Wudang Mountain to seek an explanation from Senior Brother Baimei. Now that the disciples have not returned, there has been another bloody incident." There was also a hint of anger on Zhishan's face.

Counting the time, it is now 15 years since the current head of Wudang, Baimei Daoist, was expelled from the Shaolin gate wall. The passers-by at the foot of the mountain were killed by people using obvious Wudang martial arts. Deliberately sending disciples to make trouble and vent their anger.

Daoist Baimei was the senior brother of Master Wumei and Abbot Zhishan 15 years ago, but later broke through the Shaolin gate wall and joined Wudang sect, and now he has become the head of Wudang sect.

Zhi Shan clasped his hands together, frowned slightly, and said solemnly: "I will tell the four elders about this matter. If the disciples under my sect cannot seek justice, I will go to Wudang Mountain in person to seek Bai Mei's theory."

Now that he doesn't even call him a senior brother, it is obvious that he has become extremely angry if he can make Zhishan, who has always been polite, do this.

Wumei nodded in agreement, and after a short pause, she continued, "Two children over three years old survived the murder of the thirteen people who were killed this time. By God's mercy, the two children survived and climbed to the middle of the mountain. Only by settling down in the temple did we survive the wind and snow.”

The temple on the hillside of Jiulian Mountain is for monks and Buddhist worshipers to settle down. On weekdays, there are also monks who regularly add firewood and lamp oil. It is unbelievable to say that he lost his life.

Hearing this, Zhi Shan somewhat relieved the anger and grief in his heart, and sighed, "It's such a blessing."

"The two children, a boy and a girl, should be twin brothers and sisters with the same mother. I have already led them to the Plum Blossom Resort and put them to rest." Wumei paused slightly when she said this, and chatted a few times. Concentrated, "That boy has a strange skeleton, which is a good material for martial arts. I think he is also very smart."

Wumei is the one with the highest vision among their five senior brothers, and there are not many who can make her praise.Zhishan said: "Since the senior sister thinks it is suitable, then you might as well follow Shaolin's consistent rules, first be included in the gate wall, and be included in the list of lay disciples."

Now that there is a famine, the abandoned babies or homeless orphans that Shaolin takes in every year are all raised by monks and then taught martial arts.

Wumei nodded in agreement: "The girl can follow me for the time being. It happens that I also want to accept a female disciple, but I have to ask the opinions of the two children first."

This has happened before. Some children don't like to practice martial arts, so they are sent to Putian Village below to make a living by farming.

Wumei didn't stay in the abbot's meditation room for too long, she quickly returned to her plum blossom sanctuary, gently pushed open the door and glanced at the two children sleeping in a ball, and saw that they were still fast asleep , Then he came to his Zen room, took out the Buddhist scriptures and recited them carefully.

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Ling Duoduo woke up from sleep, looked at the little head on his chest, and was stunned for half a minute before recalling everything that happened yesterday, from the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect who responded all the time, to a three-year-old child with nothing , the gap is really too big.

He breathed a long and almost inaudible breath, and finally digested the news that he had another life to live, gently moved the little head next to him to the pillow, and got up neatly by himself.

The snow outside was piled up thickly in the freezing weather, and Ling Duoduo had rarely seen such a heavy snowfall after living for so many years. He twisted the quilt for Ling Xiaoxiao, pushed open the door and walked out.

Almost as soon as he poked out half of his head, the door of the next room opened, and Mrs. Wumei looked at him with a dust whisk on her arm: "Woke up so early? "

Ling Duoduo tilted his head slightly, looked at her and laughed: "Didn't the teacher get up earlier?"

The first thing you should do when you meet an elder is to salute, but this is not what a three-year-old child who has never been educated should know, so he pretends to be ignorant, and just conveys his intimacy with a smile and grateful.

Wu Mei was actually amazed that he still got up early today after going through yesterday's turbulence and exhaustion, but she didn't pursue it after hearing what he said, and instead said: "Since you are awake, come with me, I have some Things need to be explained to you."

"Yes, Master." Ling Duoduo followed her to the meditation room. Wumei took a futon and motioned him to sit down, and then said: "Your parents asked me to raise your brothers and sisters for the time being. This is the Southern Shaolin of Jiulian Mountain. You Are you willing to join Shaolin as a lay disciple?"

Although Ling Duoduo had already thought that he would be dragged into Shaolin, he was still a little surprised by the news, he was slightly taken aback, and asked pretending to be stupid: "Master, what is a lay disciple?"

Although lay disciples are said to be half Shaolin disciples, they have never been taken seriously. The real Shaolin unique knowledge will not be passed on to lay disciples.

——At least Ling Duoduo was like this in his previous life. In his second life, he was a disciple of Wudang, and then successfully became the head of Wudang. He had a close relationship with the abbot of Shaolin Temple at that time, and he knew a lot about these situations. At the very least, the treasure "Yi Jin Jing", which is under the pressure box of Shaolin Temple, is only passed on to disciples.

Ling Duoduo is a standard perfectionist. He believes in doing the best if he doesn't do it, so he has been a leader and enjoyed the scenery for a few lifetimes. If he really wants to become a Shaolin disciple in this life, he must naturally Aiming at the most famous technique.

Wumei was also taken aback by his question, she thought for a while and explained: "You are allowed to lead your hair to practice from the temple, and you can only go down the mountain after you have defeated the Eighteenth Bronze Man Formation."

For a three-year-old child, this kind of explanation is too complicated, Ling Duoduo asked: "Master, what does it mean to wear hair?"

"It means you can keep your hair." Wu Mei was quite ashamed of her amateurish explanation, and raised her hand to touch his bald half of his head.

To be honest, if he had long flowing hair, then he might really be reluctant to part with it, but now it's the Qing Dynasty, and everyone is ugly to the top, Ling Duoduo really wants to say that it's better to be half bald They were all shaved and looked good, so they showed longing looks: "But I think the monks and masters in the temple are more... powerful..."

Halfway through his speech, his face became a little tangled, and he obviously didn't know how to express his inner meaning. In the end, he could only use the inappropriate word "excellent", and shook his head after he finished speaking.

"Oh? Do you want to be an inmate disciple?" Wumei lowered her head and thought for a while, "The training of regular Shaolin disciples is more rigorous. You are still too young, and I am afraid that you cannot bear such a complicated training load."

What's more, this child obviously didn't understand the real difference between house-breaking disciples and lay disciples. It would not be good if he shaved his head hastily. Moreover, Shaolin's practice of taking in orphans is to accept them as lay disciples.Furthermore, the parents of this pair of children were both innocently implicated because of the dispute between Shaolin and Wudang. If the only son became a monk, he would be a dead child.

Seeing him looking forward to it, Wumei still offered a compromise: "Well, let's wait for two years. When you are older, there will be an abbot who will test your martial arts progress, and then decide whether to take it or not. Accept you as a disciple."

Ling Duoduo quickly got up and saluted her: "Thank you, Mrs.

"Get up, don't be too polite." Wumei really likes his well-behaved and sensible behavior, and she also has sympathy and pity in her heart, so she looks very kind, "Your sister is very good for me. If you After entering the Shaolin Temple, why not let her stay in the Plum Blossom Resort, and I will teach her some self-defense."

"May I discuss this with my sister when she gets up?" Ling Duoduo said so, knowing that the matter has been settled.

As a three-year-old girl, Ling Xiaoxiao definitely hopes to live with her only relative, her elder brother, and she will definitely agree to settle down in Plum Blossom Resort.

This result is not bad, Ling Duoduo is very satisfied in his heart, he just feels that something is not right, he never knew that Shaolin Temple could have nuns freely come and go, at least it is completely impossible in the story of Yitian Tulong at the end of Yuan Dynasty, I just don't know how the world is set up.

The author has something to say: ==The definition of Shaolin and Wudang in the young hero Fang Shiyu is embarrassing. Shaolin is the party of justice, and Baimei, the head of the Wudang school, is a Shaolin abandoned disciple, and he is also a guy who is neither male nor female. The big BOSS in the play, and all the villains that appear in the whole play have an affair or a hand-in-hand relationship with Wudang...

It was okay when it first aired, and then I watched the TV station rebroadcast ten years later, and found that "Wudang" was given harmony and became "Wu Ling". It seems that the original drama had a bad influence on Wudang...orz