Daming: At the start of the showdown, Lao Zhu was stunned

Chapter 200 Ancient Temple Game
Zhu Su raised his head and looked around, and saw that the temple was mottled everywhere, even the Buddha statues were stained with rust. It was obvious that the master was very struggling on weekdays.

But although the hall is broken, the surroundings of the temple are not stained.It can be seen that the master usually lives in peace and happiness.Hearing the meaning of his words, he had already worshiped the Buddha in this temple in the Yuan Dynasty.Having experienced the ruins of the world, Zhu Su couldn't help but feel respect for the Buddha.Seeing that the old monk wanted to fetch water for Zhu Su himself, he hurriedly stopped him and said no.The dog and a personal guard went to the well to draw water for Zhu Su.

Zhu Su didn't need the abbot's company and didn't want to bother the old man too much, so the old abbot bowed and left.Going around the heavily guarded front hall and coming to the back, let the little apprentice go back to the room to rest, and he himself sat cross-legged in the room and began to read scriptures.

Fang Nian didn't say a word, when he heard three clicks outside the window coffin.The old abbot raised his head and said with a smile: "Why should you be so careful, layman? I haven't rested yet, layman, come in."

"Old abbot." There was a creaking sound of the door opening, and it was a fat monk with a Buddhist bead hanging around his neck who opened the door.The monk looked to be about forty years old, with a very burly stature, and his bald head looked more and more shiny under the moonlight.When he opened his mouth, he had a murderous air that a monk should not have: "When we came back, we saw soldiers guarding the gate of the temple. But did some wicked person enter the temple?"

"Amitabha, there are no evil people. You don't know how many things there are in the temple. There is nothing to exploit." The old abbot said.

"It's because a little nobleman passed by here and saw that it was getting late, so he came here to stay overnight."

"Although the nobleman is young, he has the compassionate appearance of my Buddha. Laymen, please don't speak evil words."

"Your honored person staying overnight?" The fat monk frowned, but after all he breathed a sigh of relief and sat down opposite the old abbot with his legs crossed. "We thought about it, some villain robbed the abbot. If that's the case, it will save us from doing more evil!"

"Amitabha." The old abbot didn't reply, he just proclaimed the Buddha's name with a pitiful expression on his face.

"This is in the wilderness, but I don't know whose family is noble?" The fat monk looked at the direction of the main hall outside the window and asked.

"Amitabha, all conditioned dharmas are like dreams and bubbles. They are like dew and electricity, so you should observe them in this way." The abbot answered irrelevant questions, and then looked at the fat monk with burning eyes: "Laymen, don't be devoured by demons."

"We put it down a long time ago!" The fat monk waved his hand boldly. "The abbot doesn't have to worry about it, we're just curious."

Seeing his calm expression, the old abbot nodded and smiled, then bowed his head and began to recite scriptures again.The fat monk also looked solemn, adjusted his posture and sat cross-legged. Under the moonlight outside the window, two monks, one old and one strong, recited scriptures at the same time.

After a while, the fat monk opened his eyes and looked out of the window, only to see a light like a bean outside the window, gradually walking towards it.

"Someone is here." The fat monk frowned slightly, but the old monk just ignored it.

After a while, he saw a black-clothed monk holding a lamp and appeared outside the window. He looked at the moonlight and saw the two monks sitting opposite each other in the window. The master recited the "Sutra of Rebirth", and knew that the master had not fallen asleep, so the little monk dared to disturb the master for a while. Do you have time, the master?"

"This old man is just an old monk in a dry monastery in a barren mountain. How dare he deserve the title of master? Fellow practitioners, please come in, and you can do it yourself."

Yao Guangxiao performed another Buddhist ceremony, and then entered the house.The fat monk kept staring at Yao Guangxiao, seeing Yao Guangxiao turning around and closing the door unsuspectingly, he also relaxed.

"Brother, is that the wandering monk who stayed here? The little monk's name is Daoyan." Yao Guangxiao saw the appearance of the fat monk clearly under the moonlight, and couldn't help but praise in his heart, he is so burly monk.

"Exactly, this layman is what the old monk said just now, the monk who has helped the temple a lot." The old abbot introduced. "My fellow practitioners don't know that although this layman has a vicious face, he is extremely kind in his heart."

"I have lived in this monastery for many years, and I don't know how much good deeds I have done. If it weren't for this layman, the old monk and the disciples, old and young, would have been nothing but bones."

"Amitabha." Yao Guangxiao said goodness together.But it's strange in my heart, layman?So, this person is not a serious monk?
Although Lao Zhu himself was born as a monk, deep down in his heart, he knew that very few monks and temples in the world were good people.What's more, it is not far from the Mengyuan Chongxin Lama's disaster to the country and the people. Although it is not to the extent of exterminating Buddhism in this dynasty, it also restricts monks and Taoists in many ways.

The most obvious thing is the degree of ultimatum. If there is no imperial ultimatum, he is not an officially recognized monk. He is not allowed to live in temples, not to preach the law for alms, and is subject to the restrictions of the imperial court guide system.However, the conditions for the imperial court to issue degree ultimatums were very harsh, which resulted in many people who wanted to escape into Buddhism but could not get degree ultimatums, and could not become "monks", but could only be a "layman", which was just a consolation.

This layman can be said to be the Buddhist version of a "black household", who is an undocumented employee.The old abbot called this fat monk like this, obviously this fat monk did not have a household registration, the key is that his appearance is so rough, and there is a hint of murderous blood on his body, which is not like an ordinary layman.Yao Guangxiao couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"I don't know what the fellow practitioner is here for?" asked the old abbot.

"Oh. It's been a long night, and I don't want to sleep." Yao Guangxiao looked away after hearing this, and took out two bowls of chess pieces from the monk's robe. "I don't know if senior brother has a good mood, and I would like to have a talk with this little monk about the moonlight."

"Senior brother is well-informed. Wouldn't it be nice for you and me to talk about the ancients and Buddha while talking?"

"Amitabha." The old abbot shook his head. "But it's going to disturb fellow practitioners. The old monk has no use in his life. He only knows how to recite scriptures, so how can he play chess?"

"Besides, people with old eyesight, even if the moonlight is so clear tonight, it is difficult to see things..."

"Monk Daoyan, if you don't dislike it, how about letting us play a game with you?"

"Changye slowly, we are also thinking about how to have fun. But it's been a long time since we played this game." It was the fat monk who was eager to try.

"Amitabha, since this brother is willing, it is in my heart." Yao Guangxiao replied.The two then divided the black and white pieces, set up a formation under the moonlight, and started fighting.

In fact, playing chess is just an introduction, Yao Guangxiao has met the old abbot, Lao Chengrui, and also seen the troubled times of the Yuan Dynasty, talking with him is enough to know the local customs here.He is a man who is good at planning, and naturally he is very good at chess, so he can have a good chat with the old abbot while making random moves.

But after a few moments, he could no longer distract himself from inquiring about the customs.It was all because of the sunspots on the chessboard that he was obsessed with, and at this moment, he had completely lost the game!

(End of this chapter)