Along the way, Xu Xian kept smiling when he met everyone, and his face was about to laugh stiffly.
And he had a few more in his hands, not too precious, but they were all gifts from the parents of some students who happened upon them on the road and forced them to give Xu Xian.
"Strange... It always feels like something is wrong."
For some reason, Xu Xian always felt that something happened to him yesterday, how could he be drunk in Bai Suzhen’s house, and yesterday Xu Xian clearly remembered that he seemed to see a blue giant snake, but after being prevaricated by Bai Suzhen, Only as an illusion after being drunk.
"Cuckoo—"
Suddenly, an untimely voice sounded.
Feeling the feeling of hunger in his belly, Xu Xian also shook his head and burst into laughter.
After being drunk last night, it was already past noon when he woke up. Although he didn't understand why he had slept so long this time, Xu Xian did not hesitate to fill up the five internal organs of the temple.
He raised his head and took a look, and saw that not far ahead was a restaurant that he often liked to visit.
Soon, Xu Xian came to the restaurant.
"Ms. Xu."
Because they were regular customers, the shopkeeper and Xiao Er in the store were also familiar with Xu Xian and greeted them warmly.
"The store, bring me a roast chicken, two more side dishes, and two noodles."
"Ms. Xu, would you like some wine?"
Hearing this, the Xiaoer on the side asked subconsciously.
"No more..."
On weekdays, Xu Xian might not be able to help but drink a few drinks. This is also his habit, but when he thought of being drunk and unconscious last night, Xu Xian waved his hand again and again.
In a short while, roast chicken and side dishes, as well as two hot noodles just out of the pot, were all delivered to Xu Xian's table.
Smelling the tempting fragrance, Xu Xian, who was already hungry, also unceremoniously ate the sea.
Although these are dishes that are often eaten on weekdays, Xu Xian feels as if he has an appetite today, until he eats all the food such as roast chicken noodles on the table, he is satisfied with a full hiccup.
"Shopkeeper, check out—"
"okay!"
He left the restaurant contentedly. Just as Xu Xian was about to return to his home and put on his clothes to teach in the college, a faint Buddha's name suddenly sounded in his ears.
"Amitabha Buddha, benefactor, please stay here--"
Xu Xian turned his head, but saw a figure in white clothes approaching him. He fixed his eyes to see that it was the young monk he had met a few days ago who reminded him of encountering monsters.
"Dare to ask what the master is doing?"
"Little donor, I haven't seen him for a few days, I don't think the demon spirit on the donor is getting heavier..."
After staring at Xu Xian, Ye Chen shook his head and said: "It seems that the donor did not follow the poor monk's advice, but instead insisted on going his own way. He continued to entangle with evildoers. A catastrophe of life and death, for the sake of the donor’s life... It seems that the poor monk can only force the donor back to the Jinshan Temple and become a monk—"
"Monk?"
Hearing this, Xu Xian panicked and said quickly: "I don't want to be a monk, I don't want to be a monk, I still have fame..."
"It's up to you!"
Ye Chen raised his eyebrows, but showed a hint of playfulness. The palm of a fan-sized palm fell on Xu Xian's body. When he gently grasped the latter, it was like a little chicken, being carried by Ye Chen.
"Let me go, let me go soon—"
In the midair, looking at the extremely small scenery below, Xu Xian also yelled in fright, struggling constantly.
"Let you go?"
Ye Chen smiled faintly, while flying towards the direction of Jinshan Temple, the other side also said quietly: "Donor, you are sure you really want me to let you go now... As soon as I let go, you will fall from here. Falling down from such a high place, I am afraid that it will be thrown into fleshy flesh..."
"me……"
When Xu Xian heard this, he showed a tangled color and did not dare to continue struggling, but he still said: "Master, please, I don't want to be a monk, I am impure...I...I am obsessed with the world, I am greedy for money, I'm so female, I...I also like to drink, and I often get angry with people. If you bring me back to the monastery, you will definitely make trouble, Master!"
"When the time comes, I can't help you—"
However, with the effort of sticking incense, Ye Chen carried Xu Xian and returned to Jinshan Temple.
A monk in the temple was chanting sutras and chanting, and he was taken aback when he saw his host suddenly descend from the sky and brought back a young scholar who was pure and pure.
"Abbot, is this?"
"This person is entangled with evildoers, and he is already obsessed with obsessions. I saw that he couldn't tell right from wrong, so I brought him back to the temple..."
While speaking, Ye Chen turned his head and looked at the old monk with long eyebrows and white hair and beard closest to him, and said lightly: "Long eyebrows, order to go down, and you will shave him yourself in a while!"
"Yes, Abbot!"
The old monk with long eyebrows looks drooping and old, as if it can blow down in a gust of wind.
But Ye Chen knew that the other party was the deepest person in the Jinshan Temple after him...
The difference is that this person only practices Buddha, not Dharma.
It is equivalent to saying that there is no realm in the body, but there is no magic power.
This is also a very common practice method of Buddhism.
After all, people’s energy is limited, and not everyone is like Ye Chen, with innate Taoism and superior aptitude, and some monks, in order to cultivate the right fruit as soon as possible, also gave up the magic power, and devoted themselves to the Buddhist scriptures, only to ascend as soon as possible. The Pure Land of Western Bliss...
Once they have attained the right result, these monks will reshape the golden body, and naturally they will have the corresponding mana.
Therefore, many monks with mediocre aptitude but excellent perseverance will also choose this way to practice...
quickly……
Xu Xian was also fixed on the high platform, and below it was a group of monks from the Jinshan Temple who kept chanting sutras and reciting the Buddha, and they read it as "Vajra Jingxin Shan Pu Sutra Mantra".
On the high platform, the old monk with long eyebrows looked at Xu Xian, his eyes lit up slightly.
"Yes, yes... it's a piece of jade."
After a pause, he looked at Ye Chen on the side.
"Abbot?"
"let's start."
"it is good!"
After Ye Chen’s nod, the old monk with long eyebrows was also rude, tremblingly from the desk held by the monk on the side, picked up a razor, and kept making gestures on Xu Xian’s head, seeming to wonder where to go. It's better to start.
"Xu Xian, enter Buddhism to avoid alcohol and meat, can you hold it?"
"No, I don't want to be a monk."
"Ok--"
If the old monk with long eyebrows hadn't heard of it, he pointed at Xu Xian's bun with a knife.
With this knife going down, the bun and most of the hair Xu Xian had worked so hard to build were shaved off and fell to the ground.
