Looking at Yunjuan Yunshu

Three years later

After hearing the news that Ma Dayuan, the deputy leader of the Beggar Gang, was killed, Hu Shen knew that he could no longer stay in Shaolin Temple, otherwise he would go back to the old path of the original owner.

He found the abbot and told him that he had heard about his mother.I want to return to vulgarity to fulfill my filial piety.It's not easy for the other party to stop him after hearing this, after all, filial piety is the first of all good deeds, so he let him go down the mountain.

When he reached the foot of Songshan Mountain, Hu Shen was at a loss.Where are you going now?

Dali?Xixia Mountain?Never go.This is a place with a high incidence of accidents. He suddenly thought that this place is so close to Luoyang, so let's go to Luoyang to see peonies first!He hung up before he could even look at it.After thinking about it, he walked towards Luoyang.

Two days later, Hu Shen finally went to Luoyang.

Standing outside the east gate of Luoyang and looking at the two big characters "Luoyang" engraved on it, he almost burst into tears.

"It's finally here, my feet!" He insisted on walking for two full days when others walked for a day.In fact, it is only a two-hour drive in modern times.

"Now go find a place to stay," he thought.

Although he didn't want to, but now he is most familiar with the ancient temples, so it's safer to live in the temple.Luoyang is most famous for its White Horse Temple.It is said that the live-action version of Tang Monk named Chen Xi was obsessed with Buddhism because he often listened to the scriptures at the White Horse Temple when he was young, and finally became a generation of eminent monks.

Since no one knew him here, he went back to his real name.He told the monks in the temple that he had been a monk in Shaolin Temple all along, so he decided to return to secular life to find his mother after he learned that his mother was still alive.The monk saw that he had short hair, so he believed him, and agreed to let him stay in the guest room for the sake of his sincerity and filial piety.

Almost half of the little money I saved in Shaolin Temple in the past few years was spent.well!It was not easy to make money in ancient times.In the past, when he was on the mountain, he had no choice but to get some wild chrysanthemums and cicada shells secretly and sell them to drugstores.Now that I am free, find a job quickly, or I will starve.

The next day, Hu Shen went to Luoyang City to find work.As a result, the imagination is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

The clerks in other people's shops, accountants and so on generally use acquaintances who know the basics or are guaranteed by someone.Even those restaurants and hotels are no exception.

After running around for half a month without any news, he thought dejectedly, could it be that I am just a coolie.Seeing that there is not much money left in his hands, if he can't make more money, he will drink the northwest wind.

This day, he went to a bookstore to try his luck again. After talking nicely to the shopkeeper for a long time, the shopkeeper didn't agree to him.He was so discouraged that he was about to leave the shop.

"Little brother, wait a minute!" the shopkeeper called to stop him.

"I see that if you go to the bookstore to find work, you must be literate. I don't know how you write? Although I can't use you to do things, I can still do some copying of books."

"Really? Thank you shopkeeper. It's just that I don't know if my words will catch your eyes." Hu Shenqiang said with a happy mood.

The shopkeeper took out a pen and paper and motioned him to write a few words.

Among the old monks in Shaolin, there are many who are knowledgeable, and there are also many who are good at calligraphy.Although Hu Shen is a beginner, he has been practicing continuously for three years and he often asks for advice with an open mind, so he has made great progress in both knowledge and calligraphy.

Hu Shen walked to the counter, picked up a pen and dipped it in ink, took a deep breath, stood still, and slowly wrote the words "Heaven rewards diligence" on the paper.After finishing writing, he straightened up and let the shopkeeper review it.

"It's well written! Correct, handsome, and quite strong," the shopkeeper said with a smile.Then discuss with him which books to copy and what the price is.

It turns out that although printing is available now, it costs a lot to engrave a block, and books that are not sold are generally not engraved.In addition, books are now in the family collection, so some people will find good calligraphy to make copies of the rare books at home.There are also female family members of some wealthy families who will ask for some scriptures to be enshrined in temples and then burned to pray for blessings and eliminate disasters.

After agreeing with the shopkeeper Tong, he left.Then go to buy some pen, ink, paper and inkstone supplies.

Because he didn't have a lot of money on him, and he wasn't an acquaintance.He couldn't pay the deposit, and people didn't feel relieved to give him the rare book, so they asked him to copy the scriptures first.I will talk about rare books when I have a chance in the future, after all, the latter are more expensive.

Hu Shen also felt appropriate.Originally, he was used to copying scriptures.When practicing calligraphy in the past few years, he usually wrote scriptures.Some of them can be memorized, such as the "Diamond Sutra".

In this way, Hu Shen began his career of copying books in ancient times.

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