[Journey to the West] So I am Monk Tang

My name is Jin Chan, and I am a monk. When I was picked up by my master, it is said that I was born not long ago.

I heard from Master Faming that he originally wanted to name me Jiang Liuer because he picked me up by the river.But choosing a name didn’t have to be done right away, because I wasn’t in good health at the time, and if the person disappeared after choosing the name, wouldn’t that be a waste of emotion?

Of course, the latter sentence was a random guess by myself. Anyway, I judge others by myself, and I will not name someone lightly. I always feel that once I name someone, I will have an extra responsibility.

This is not limited to cats and dogs, including humans.

So, my master is an eminent monk who has achieved the Tao, but I was not pure in mind from the beginning, and I just wanted to live a more relaxed life as a monk.

Now is the year of Zhenguan, and the emperor is Li Shimin.Of course, most people should have reacted when they heard about Zhenguannian. As for Li Shimin's reputation, even if he didn't listen carefully in middle school history class, so many film and television dramas can give people a good idea of ​​who he is.But what I want to say is that this wise ruler in history, who created the evaluation of the "Regulation of Zhenguan", the people's livelihood under his rule now always makes me wonder how his reputation came about.

At first I thought it was the official historian who lost his morals and flattered him, but later I felt that the standard of reference I was looking for was too high, and the whole feudal society was probably scum in my eyes.

Want to become a big boss from scratch?Class discrimination will kill people first.In modern times, no matter whether equality is really realized or not, the superficial equality is still good when there is no accident. Unlike here, there are distinct classes of scholars, farmers, businessmen, and the law clearly states that they must be treated differently.

I thought about it after I knew a little bit about it. It’s not because I’m dissatisfied with Jinshan Temple, but to be a monk. Even though I haven’t become a monk yet, I still have to abide by the rules and regulations. I’m too greedy, but unfortunately Mobility is too poor, and I can only plan for my own happy life in the future.However, the reality is so cruel. When I was worried about eating meat, it was not so easy for the people outside to eat meat all day long.

It’s not me. I’ve been good-looking since I was a child. Although I shaved a little bald head, my head shape is round and cute. Children like me don’t tailor clothes for me, but the old clothes I wear The modified monk clothes also look very attractive.

Jinshan Temple is a well-known nearby temple. Life is not too difficult, but I don’t think they can let them feel that they support me for nothing. They will also do some things like guiding monks on weekdays.Those high-rollers are not my turn, and I often deal with ordinary people.But there's nothing wrong with that. Only by going deep into the masses can you get closer to the truth.

This closeness made me lose my desire to return to vulgarity.

As a monk, with Jinshan Temple as the backstage, no matter what others think, you must politely call me a little master; A place with a powerful force is simply a pitiful one that anyone can step on.If I were Long Aotian, maybe I could cry out in my heart, overthrow the Li Dynasty and become the master, but I am not, I am just an ordinary person. It takes a lot of hardships to live well in the early stage. I gave up eating meat and concentrated on being a monk.

After choosing a path, looking at the world from another perspective, I used to only worry about being a monk with too many restrictions, but if I accept this setting, I will know that this career prospect is actually quite good.

I was five years old when I made this decision.Half a year later, I worshiped Master Faming, the elder of the monastery, as my teacher and began to learn Sanskrit.

Master Fa Ming was the kind person who fished me up from the river. One day after he finished a lesson for me, he suddenly brought up this incident.According to him, that day, he was meditating in the meditation room, when he heard a baby crying outside, his heart moved, he walked out of the meditation room, came to the river, and saw me sleeping on the wooden board.

I thought about the distance from Master's meditation room to the riverside, and I was very proud of my voice, which definitely has the potential to be the world's number one tenor in the future.

The conversation should have ended here, because Master Fa Ming just said that casually.But I want to know more. Although I am determined to become a monk, I am a time traveler. I didn’t expect this before, thinking that what I got was a small character’s counterattack script, but maybe, maybe if I’m lucky, I have a script. What about the extraordinary life experience?

How superficial I was at that time, I still haven’t given up my heart to eat meat!

But Master Faming didn't know what I was thinking, he just thought I was just curious, and he really recalled the scene for me carefully.

On that day, the sky was blue, the clouds were white, and the river was clear.Master Faming was obsessed with the sound of the baby crying, and had to come to check. Then he saw the wooden plank on the riverside blocked by a piece of dead wood protruding into the river, and the little person on the wooden plank—me.At that time, I was not wearing anything, I was wearing a white underwear under my body, and a few belts were tied around my body, but they had been torn into a mess.

Other than that, nothing.

Master Faming said that there should be some reason why I was abandoned, because the underwear under my body was made of silk, and how could someone who could afford silk not be able to support a child?Even if you want to throw the child away, you won't be without an explanation. At the very least, you should have a letter with the date of birth written on it.

When I heard the news, I was downcast.Master Fa Ming also guessed that I would not be in a good mood, so he asked me to dismiss get out of class early.

How does the old man know that I am depressed, I am depressed!

I didn’t think about the issue of parentage before, because I acquiesced that I was thrown away by people who couldn’t afford to raise children, so I didn’t really question the poor living conditions here, because all the boys were thrown away!But after listening to Master's on-site restoration, some vague memories rose in my mind.

It seems that a woman once hugged me and cried, crying and speaking a dialect that I don’t know where I can’t understand, but I don’t think it’s my mother at all, because I cry louder than her, and my feet hurt to death OK?Then the woman put something on me, tied me up and put me on the ground. I felt a push, and then I kept shaking and shaking...

Then I fell asleep.

After waking up, I felt that the tightness on my body was very bad. I struggled constantly and finally loosened the straps that bound me. After that, I did feel a chill in my stomach, as if something covering it had disappeared.

When I was suffering from pain, hunger and weakness, this memory was buried deep in my brain. If Master Faming hadn't brought it up, I would have almost forgotten it.

So, when I was just abandoned, I should have birth date and other things that recorded my origin, but I lost it by myself.

This is really...

All I can say is that I have nothing to do with my parents in this life.

Then I put it behind me.

I can’t do without throwing it away. When I think about it, I feel like I’ve slipped into "Tang Dynasty Version of Plum Blossom Burning".Of course, if Bai Yinshuang's mother had given birth to a son, there would be no story behind it, but even if I was a baby boy, I just think the story behind it is even scarier, okay?

I feel like a victim of otaku.

I didn’t forget that the little finger on my left foot was bitten off. Think about it, a newborn baby was first bitten off the little finger and then released into the river... It’s not that I don’t believe in the greatness of mother’s love, but I believe in the evil of human nature. In short, it should be true that someone in that family wants my life. No matter whether there is any objection, my current situation speaks for itself.

In short, after a brief fantasy, I returned to reality and lost my heart to find relatives.

Let's all stay safe and secure.

However, despite persuading myself like this, my mood was still depressed for a few days, and Master Fa Ming felt pity for me, and gave me a psychological counseling course after every homework.

Psychological counseling is defined by myself. What Master Fa Ming told me is that I have a predestined relationship with him and Buddhism.

It was a dream he had from when I lured him over by crying loudly by the river, to when I turned the corner and no longer had a fever because of my foot injury.

That dream was a bit unreal.

Didn't I say it before?Master Fa Ming originally wanted to name me Jiang Liu'er.But since I am now called Jin Chan, something must have happened behind this.

When I was taken away from the riverside by Master Faming, it didn't mean that I was safe at that time, but that my injuries all of a sudden got worse because of catching a cold.By the way, I don't think I have type B blood in this life, because I have been wandering on the river for so long, and I am not bitten by mosquitoes, which is a blessing in misfortune.In short, my situation at that time made Master Fa Ming worry about it, but I was determined and survived in the end.

Let’s talk about Master Faming’s dream.According to Master Fa Ming, at that time, he seemed to be dreaming, not dreaming, half awake. He only felt the sound of Buddha sound all over his body. Sanskrit mantras echoed in his ears. He followed the sound and saw a golden cicada singing to him.Blinking and looking again, the Buddha's voice faded away, the mantra disappeared, and the golden cicada disappeared. Only I smiled at him.

Then, Master Fa Ming abandoned his plan to call me Jiang Liu'er, and called me Jin Chan instead.

I took this as a story that Master made up to comfort me. Although I didn't believe it, I couldn't bear the kindness of his old man, so I could only be more serious when studying scriptures and Sanskrit.

Master Fa Ming was very satisfied with my performance.

When I was ten years old, I made a small success in my studies and went down the mountain with my master.There was a large family in a nearby county whose daughter was said to have been bewitched by an evil spirit. The family asked Master Faming to exorcise the evil spirit.

Master Fa Ming didn't tell me that the woman at the foot of the mountain was a tiger, but he also didn't tell me that there really are monsters in the world!

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