The Romance of the West Chamber: The Bells are Ringing

Under the gaze of everyone, Monk Huiming turned his eyes to Zhang Sheng, and he smiled slightly.

"Sir," Huiming's voice sounded, clear and firm, "over there, ask me if this little monk dares to go." His voice was slightly self-deprecating, seeming to express his modesty, but his eyes revealed a hint of humility. Kind of firm.

He continued, "And I plan to ask the master to use me." This sentence was full of sincerity and determination, as if he was expressing his decision to Elder Farben.

Monk Huiming kept his expression calm, clasped his hands and lowered his head slightly, as if asking for instructions from Elder Farben, which also showed his respect for the elders.

Elder Farben frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about Huiming's words. He looked at Huiming steadily, as if examining his heart.

At this moment, Huiming's eyes turned to everyone, especially Zhang Sheng. His eyes were calm, seeming to convey a tacit understanding to him, as if to say: I will not be like that person who is addicted to lust and greed. I have my perseverance and determination.

"You said that Feihu's reputation has spread throughout Dounan," Huiming's voice gradually sounded, "but that person is addicted to lust and greedy, which is really unbearable!" This sentence is full of disgust for that person and disdain, with a hint of regret in his tone, as if he was feeling sorry for that man's fall.

Zhang Sheng asked Monk Huiming: "You are a monk, but why don't you recite sutras and repent instead of engaging in such fights?" His voice was full of doubts and confusion, and his brows were slightly wrinkled. It was obvious that he found it difficult to understand Huiming's behavior. .

Qintong listened behind Zhang Sheng and nodded slightly, thinking in his mind: "Yes, this monk Huiming is quite interesting, but he doesn't seem to be a good match for this temple!"

Elder Farben and Monk Fa Cong looked at each other and smiled, shaking their heads slightly. Indeed, this monk Huiming was considered a thorn in the side of the temple, and he did not look like a monk who kept the precepts.

Mrs. Cui Xiangguo was anxious in her heart and looked nervous. She didn't know what kind of virtues and abilities this monk Huiming had, and whether he could really accomplish anything?

After hearing Zhang Sheng's question, Monk Huiming smiled slightly and replied calmly: "I can't even recite scriptures, and I don't want to participate in escape meditation. As for the ring blade, the newly repaired steel, the iron rod There was no dust at all, it looked like it had just been polished.”

He looked confident and calm, as if he didn't care too much about these things. His rhetoric revealed a casual and uninhibited quality, as if he did not want to be bound by traditional monastic behavior.

"Other people are either monks but not like monks, or laymen but not like laymen, or men but not like men, and women but not like women." There was a hint of humor in Huiming's eyes, and he seemed to be using a The relaxed tone teases all kinds of strange phenomena in this world.

"As long as I can fill my stomach, I can go to that monk's room and pretend to be stupid. It doesn't matter whether there is a Tushita Palace there or not, as if it were an ordinary temple." His movements showed a free attitude, as if he did not follow the rules of the monks. Being rigid. There is a hint of joking in his eyes, as if he is satirizing the world's excessive pursuit of form.

"If you meet someone who is good at literature and martial arts, just rely on this letter to protect the people and have no fear." Huiming's words revealed a sense of determination and courage, and his eyes shone with courage. He seemed to be telling Zhang Sheng that he was not a monk who did nothing, but was willing to move forward courageously for his faith and mission.

Monk Huiming's words and attitude show his personality. He is unconventional and insists on his own beliefs and choices. His demeanor and movements showed his inner firmness and confidence, as if at this moment, his soul was released.

Zhang Sheng frowned slightly, with a trace of doubt in his eyes. He asked directly: "What if the traitor general won't let you pass?" His tone revealed concern about this issue, and he seemed to be trying to test Monk Huiming's determination and coping ability.

Qintong nodded slightly. Indeed, this is the key. I wonder what monk Huiming can do?

"Duh duh duh!" Mrs. Cui Xiangguo couldn't help but knock her crutch on the ground, she was still very worried about Monk Huiming.

Elder Farben and Monk Fa Cong looked calm, and they thought they still had some confidence in Monk Huiming.

After listening to Zhang Sheng's question, Monk Huiming smiled slightly, with a touch of calmness and determination in his eyes. He took a deep breath, and then replied calmly: "He won't let me go, don't worry!"

Although his voice was calm, it contained an unshakable confidence. His eyebrows were raised slightly, and there was a hint of humor in his eyes, as if when he said these words, he had seen through all the possible difficulties, but was not moved by them.

There seemed to be a tenacious force in him supporting his faith. His expression was confident and calm, as if telling Zhang Sheng that no matter what difficulties he faced, he had the confidence to deal with it and would not back down easily.

Monk Huiming took a deep breath and replied with a firm look: "Zhang Sheng, this plan may sound a bit unusual, but in times of crisis, we must adopt a surprising method to win. A few novice monks will hold high banners and treasure canopies, This is not just a symbol, it is an inspiration, and they will become a source of morale for us.”

"The strong walkers picked up poles and woks. These instruments may look ordinary, but in their hands, they have infinite power. They stand on the front line and are our iron and copper walls, protecting our temples with their actions."

"As for me, I will use nails to strike, making noise and movement to attract the attention of thieves. For enemies in the distance, we will use iron rods to break their formation and weaken their offensive. As for the enemies nearby, I will I will immediately draw my sword and iron rod to quickly respond to their approach."

"We also have corresponding strategies to deal with enemies of different sizes. To deal with the smaller ones, I will kick with my toes to keep them at bay in a flexible way. To deal with the larger enemies, I will would bang their skulls hard enough to upset their balance.”

"This plan may be risky, but we must show courage and wisdom to face unprecedented challenges. Everyone plays an important role in this plan, and we work closely together to defeat the enemy."

Monk Huiming's voice was firm and resolute, and his eyes revealed his desire and confidence for victory. His words conveyed a sense of courage and determination, as if they were ready to go all out.

"Look at the ancient capital. The ripples are spreading like ocean waves." Huiming took a deep breath, his voice solemn and firm. His tone revealed a sense of insight and concern about the situation. He looked back at the temple, as if he could see the ripples spreading in the air, and seemed to vaguely feel the turmoil of the ancient capital.

"When one foot steps on the earth's axis, it shakes firmly and powerfully, like shaking a mountain rock." Huiming's eyes became determined, and he seemed to be immersed in the scene, with his feet on the earth's axis, feeling the firm power. His footsteps seem to be integrated with the earth's axis, conveying a power that resonates with the earth.

"When he pulls his hands, he makes a violent sound, like shaking the gate of the sky." Huiming's hands seemed to rise naturally, with smooth and powerful movements. He pulled hard, and the sound sounded like thunder, full of determination and strength. His eyes revealed a kind of preparation for the challenge, as if he was going to shake the sky gate and cause a shocking change.

"Oh?" Mrs. Cui Xiangguo was shocked at this time. This monk Huiming seemed to be hiding something secretly.

Zhang Sheng was greatly shocked when he heard this. He did not expect that this humble monk Huiming would have such an aura.

Qin Tong was also amazed and thought in his mind: "Hey, this monk Huiming is not bad. He is a talented person, but he is a bit weak in this temple!"

Elder Farben smiled and nodded in approval. Monk Facong's expression was gloomy and uncertain, as if something was on his mind.